"I want to call your name." The elixir turned into a stream of clear water in his mouth, slowly seeping into his throat and flowing into his limbs.
The damaged internal organs were slowly being repaired.
Hua Xi pursed her lips and smiled very palely. Looking at Wujiang who was injured for her and defected from the master's school, she felt countless unspeakable feelings in her heart.
"You are such a fool."
"If you can be happy, what's wrong with being a fool?" Wujiang's smile was also very pale.
He still devoted himself to Buddha, still felt that he was a disciple of Fanyin Temple, and still respected his master.
But he couldn't let her go.
Master is right, she is indeed his calamity in all his lifetimes.
Hua Xi lowered her head and slowly placed her forehead on his chest.
"Wujiang, I don't want to drag you down. You can become a Buddha. You... must not fall. Life is so short, and love is even more so. You are not worthy of this."
Listening to her words, Wujiang was stunned.
He also understands these great principles. The world of mortals is short-lived, so how can the Buddhadharma be eternal?
But... Buddhism could not help him survive this disaster.
His hand gently stroked her silky hair. In his opinion, such black hair was like three thousand worries, which have been cut off since birth and will follow her throughout her life.
However, at this moment, he felt so satisfied when he touched this thread of trouble.
This life is enough, even the Dharma will soon be forgotten.
He opened his eyes and looked at the light above his head, seeping through the branches and leaves, which was a bit dazzling.
He slowly closed his eyes, but slowly put his hands away and hugged her gently.
"Hua Xi, I like you. I really want to be by your side in this life."
Hua Xi was startled for a moment, then lowered her eyes and murmured: "What if one day I really become a demon?"
She didn't want to be his enemy, and when she thought about that possibility, she felt she couldn't accept it.
He is so bright and clean, but she, who was born with the blood of the demon race, can't even hide!
"I will definitely stop you."
"What if it can't be stopped?" She doesn't want to become a demon, doesn't want to, doesn't want to...
Wujiang is also a little confused. If he can't stop it, what will he do?
He doesn't know...
"Wujiang, don't get involved with me anymore. Go back. It's still too late." Hua Xi said that Master Du'e would not really blame him.
"No." Wujiang shook his head.
"Wujiang, you are a disciple of Buddhism. Once you enter the world of mortals, you will never be able to return. You don't know the dirt and evil in the world of mortals. You are so clean, and I don't want to see you being tainted."
"There is you in the world of mortals."
"I am living in the mortal world, but I also hate the mortal world. I also want to get rid of it, so that there will be no pain or suffering. Love and hate are the most painful things in this world!"
Wujiang dazedly touched the hair on the top of her head.
The mortal world is bitter, he knows.
He also knows love, hate, and suffering.
He knows all the eight hardships in life.
But...his heart could never return to its former peace and tranquility.
Perhaps, the prehistoric dream was doomed from the beginning, and their fate was written in that big dream.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold.
He said: "Among three thousand dust particles, I would rather love or hate."
Hua Xi's tears suddenly fell from her eyes.
"Fool! Fool! Fool!"
She said it over and over again, feeling that it was not worth it for him.
He can become a Buddha!
But he knew that he would never become a Buddha.
From the first time he saw her in the crowd in Xuanyun Sect, Buddha had left him far away.
