Chapter 461 Open and honest, past events

The wind does not rise in the river, and the cicadas sound.

Although the weather was hot and the sun shone on Yin Wenjiao like fire, she could not feel any warmth, but instead a chill rushed straight from her vest.

"You... are Guangrui."

At this moment, she didn't know what she could say?

I don't know what attitude to show all this.

"I'm lying to me, I'm lying to me."

She looked at Yang Lin and then looked at the wooden tub that had floated without a trace. Thinking of the fear and fear over the past few days, she felt like a puppet, at the mercy of others.

For a moment, all kinds of grievances surged into my heart.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and jumped into the river without hesitation.

Judging from her stance, this time it wasn't like walking on the water.

In fact, with her rough martial arts skills that are about to reach the second level, she is better than ordinary soldiers in this world, but she is far from reaching the point where she can't sink into the water.

She wanted to seek death.

Yin Wenjiao closed her eyes and jumped hard, and various thoughts flashed through her heart. She recalled her life, from being loved by her childhood, kind parents, to being arrogant and willful when she grew up, and was not a hero.

He fell in love with the legitimate son of the British Duke's Mansion, but in the end he had to separate from the pain due to reality.

Later, he accepted his fate and chose a husband whom he liked, and prepared to forget about the past and live a stable life.

The passion of the wedding night, the imagination of the future, the sword light on the boat, the cold lake water, and the body that was beaten to death by the long tips...

In the end, he was born, a cute little baby in the ice and snow, looking at him with black eyes.

The little guy sucked his fingers and screamed in a vague way, not even calling him mother.

"I don't want to die, but..."

At this moment, all the memories of memories in my life pass by little by little.

Yin Wenjiao found that she actually had all kinds of unwillingness and regrets.

The expected sound of water entering the ears did not reach the ears.

There is no dampness in my body.

Instead, it's a little more enthusiastic.

The body did not fall, but was rising.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that she was already in her arms by the red robe figure, falling lightly on the shore.

"Giao, you jumped back to the river on the boat that day. I thought you had already committed suicide, so I didn't blame you.

As for the mistakes Li Wuding made, they actually have nothing to do with you, so why bother to blame yourself too much?”

Yang Lin knew that at this time, the woman in front of him had reached the extreme fragility and could not bear the slightest stimulation.

Therefore, even if he has the ability to be versatile.

If you don't want her to die, you can only coax her with kind words.

Actually, he understands it very much.

The son he gave birth to did not look like his father, but rather like the person he killed by his husband.

And that person is not dead yet, he will come back sooner or later.

The husband in front of him secretly suspected that his son was not his own and was deliberately trying to kill the child.

In Yin Wenjiao's heart, she was so worried that she didn't know what to do.

She is already very strong after being able to endure it quietly and try her best to see the opportunity to send her son away in her baby.

But.

I just saw the child off and let the little guy float to the river alone to face an unknown fate.

Suddenly I found out that my husband is not my husband, but the dead are the living people.

How could this make her feel sorry for her?

Everything I did in the past was more than useless work.

It's totally self-inflicted, and the ending may not be a good one.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao..."

Yin Wenjiao's face was a little bit dull. It took a while for him to refocus. He had completely lost the spirit of struggling, but just looked at the surging river without any help.

"It's okay. Didn't the old immortal from Antarctica tell you in a dream that day? It can protect his life's future and the future is bright and unlimited. The little guy's fate has long been destined, so you and I don't have to worry about it."

Yang Lin smiled and said coldly: "Besides, Guanyin Bodhisattva has spent the best of his efforts to design various coincidences, such as giving birth to children, protecting the Dharma, etc., not to send him to death."

"You know everything?"

Yin Wenjiao looked at Yang Lin and felt very unreal for a moment. The person in front of her was familiar and unfamiliar.

The familiarity is because the two of them met sincerely, they were unfamiliar with each other, because they never thought that the other party had such skills.

Even the secrets in my heart and what I saw in my dreams are clear.

It seems that even the various plans of the gods and Buddhas in the sky were within his expectations.

Where is this ordinary top scholar?

"Why, why don't you call me a husband? After all, we are a member of the three media and six recruits."

Yang Lin didn't know how to explain to her, and didn't want to talk more about Tang Seng's pursuit of scriptures. Instead, he turned to this topic and said with a smile.

"No, my husband, you are so capable now. Can't we raise the little guy by ourselves?"

Yin Wenjiao suddenly regained her anger.

Becoming anxious again.

She had just sent the child away and began to worry about whether Xiao Baoan was safe, whether he would be hungry, and what if he suffered.

One time and another time.

Previously, I was afraid that I would be in danger of keeping the little guy around me.

Now that Li Biao is obviously dead, his husband has become a different person. If the child looks like him, he will not be able to murder his own blood.

She thought so.

As soon as I relaxed, a huge worry surged into my heart.

It’s not a forced force, who would want to throw the child into the river before he could be a month old.

No matter how cruel the mother is, she will never do this.

It’s not that she can’t afford it.

"No."

Yang Lin shook his head.

A little helpless, too.

He has a relatively good ability.

But you have to see who you compare with.

If it is something ordinary, it doesn't matter if you snatch the little guy back and raise him from home, so the other party won't be serious.

But, who is this little guy?

It is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. The legendary second disciple of Tathagata was born to shoulder the arduous task of raising Buddhism and traveling west to seek the true scriptures. How could it be completely impossible for him to teach him?

Journey to the West without monkeys and pigs can also be obtained, but the difficulties will increase.

But, without Tang Monk’s Journey to the West, is that still Journey to the West?

From Xiaobao to Tang Sanzang, there will be so many bloody storms and many discouragements and losses in the transformation.

After being far away from the world, from now on, we head west to Lingshan...

Without a cold heart, how could the heart be as firm as iron and never give up?

Therefore, the little Tang Monk could not save it at all.

It has become a fixed number when it falls into the hands of Buddhism.

If you are determined to obstruct and break the general trend of Journey to the West.

The next moment, not only will Faming Hui come to the door, but Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Antarctic Immortal Weng will probably not worry about bullying the small one by one.

Even the eight heavenly dragons and Prajna Buddhas can really descend to the earth, and even the twenty-eight constellations will be dispatched.

That really made a hornet's nest.

I will soon be able to enjoy the treatment of a monkey.

The monkey heard that it was the heel of Bu Tianshi. He was born with a monkey with a strong backing and could be released after being jailed in Wuzhishan.

As an outsider, being able to preserve his soul and suffer in the eighteen levels of hell is considered a great Buddhist.
Chapter completed!