The wild grass hangs in the spring shade, and sometimes there are faint flowers and trees.

At night, a lonely boat is moored under the ancient temple, and the tide is seen growing in the wind and rain.

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My emotions reached the peak of anger in an instant, and I could feel my spirit wandering outside my body. This was different from the past. It was not the small room in that consciousness. It seemed as if I was observing calmly as a bystander. That body had no connection with me anymore.

"Namo I Buddha!"

A loud Buddha's name hit my heart like a morning bell and evening drum, causing my wandering spirit to return to my body, and my mind suddenly became clear and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

The chanting sounds in the hall have disappeared. The four great monks are paying attention to me and Fan Qinghui. Fan Qinghui is not much better than me. He also vomited blood and was sitting on the ground to adjust his breathing. Xi Ying seized the opportunity to fly out of the hall. The other people in the Demon Sect were the same. They took the opportunity to slip away. In an instant, the hall was much empty. This was a good opportunity.

I stepped forward and grabbed Axue who fell to the ground and headed towards the temple gate. Wan Jing in the hall picked up Shi Qingxuan in the corner and followed me closely. I just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

"Axue, don't be afraid. With a master here, it will be fine as long as you leave this place." I turned around to comfort Axue with a confused expression.

I rushed out of the hall and walked down the stone steps. The temple gate was so close. I never felt that the road was so long. I only had one idea in my mind. As long as I stepped out of the temple gate, the world would be the same as the original world, Axue or Axue, and nothing would change.

The temple gate is right in front of me, I pulled Axue and stepped out...

"Chi'er, why don't you look back?" Fan Qinghui's voice came from behind.

"Axue, go!" I stepped out of the temple gate, but couldn't pull Axue behind me.

I didn't want to look back, nor did I dare to look back. I still held Axue's hand tightly, trying to pull her out. As long as I passed this threshold, it would be fine.

I still couldn't do it with all my strength. The hand slid from my hand. What I turned around was a beautiful and elegant face. There was no more childishness and curiosity in those eyes, no more innocence and cuteness. I could only see through the clarity of the world and the peace of mind as calm as water.

Axue took off her mask and she became Shi Feixuan again.

"The relationship between Pomni and the donor has been gone, so please take care of it." Shi Feixuan folded her hands together and turned around and walked towards the temple.

"Sister, you can't leave me!" Shi Qingxuan cried bitterly.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew and lightning, so we should observe them like this." Shi Feixuan recited the Buddhist verse without stopping or looking back, but just opened her arms.

The heavy temple door slowly closed with her arms closed. I stared blankly as the familiar and unfamiliar back disappeared behind the stone gate, and my heart was full of entanglements.

A door blocks the past friendship and separates the fate of the world.

"Come back to my sister and return her." Shi Qingxuan kept pounding my chest, crying like a child.

"puff!"

I just felt a sweetness in my throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of my mouth, spraying onto the closed temple door, like the cold plums of early winter, blooming instantly.

My eyes went dark and I fainted.

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When I woke up, I looked at the surrounding environment. It should be the little tree in the forest, and there was a sleeping girl lying beside my bed, which was Wan Jing.

Seeing Wanjing, my heart suddenly calmed down. Yes, I have other lives.

Axue has regained herself and returned to her familiar life. I should be happy for her. Didn’t I think so before? This day will always come, but I didn’t expect it to come so quickly.

Looking at the sky gradually getting dark outside, I couldn't help but sigh.

"You... are awake!" Wanjing woke up alertly and said unnaturally, "Zhenren Sun said that you have a stagnant heart pulse. Be careful not to be unwilling to think about it in the future, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

"How long have I been in a coma?" I asked carefully, "You have been by my side?"

"No, Sun Zhenren sometimes comes to see it." Wan Jing said with a look of avoidance, "You have been sleeping for two days. What do you think? Do you want me to call Sun Zhenren?"

"No need, I'm fine, let's talk!" I denied, how could Sun Simiao get involved with such a good opportunity?

"It's good that you're fine!" Wan Jing said comfortingly, "Then let's go with me to see Qingxuan and everyone! She has never eaten or drunk these two days, so she's so anxious."

Well, she can't be because of Shi Qingxuan...

I saw Shi Qingxuan again next to Bi Xiuxin's grave. She sat casually on the ground. She hadn't seen her for two days and became much haggard. She was dressed in elegant outfit without any outfit, and her eyes showed a confused look.

"Don't torture yourself like this." I squatted down and persuaded, "Your mother doesn't want to see you like this."

"We don't have to fight anymore." Shi Qingxuan looked at me and said softly, "It's still a waste of fighting. I can't even do my mother's last wish. What else can I do?"

"You've done a good job," I comforted.

I was sincere when I said this. She had done a good job. A little girl achieved this level with her own little efforts for her mother's last wish. Even I felt ashamed of myself.

"I kept wondering why the child who was taken to Jingzhai was not me?" Shi Qingxuan said with an uncertain expression, "If everything can be done again, I just want you to save your sister."

"Actually, seriously thinking that is her real life, and we have no right to make choices for her." I said sadly.

"She is my sister, I just want her to come back." Shi Qingxuan said unreasonably, "You will naturally say that. Without sister, you have other relatives, but I only have such an older sister."

"Okay, then what are you going to do?" I followed her words. It is useless to persuade him blindly at this time. Only by finding the knot in her heart can we know the crux of the problem.

"I, I want to go to Jingzhai to become a monk and a nun." Shi Qingxuan said angrily.

It's very much like a philosophical story. If the mountain cannot come in front of me, then I will walk to the mountain.

"What about then?" I reasoned, "In this chaotic world, the conflict between Jingzhai and the Holy Gate is inevitable. What should you do when Shi Zhixuan and your sister draw their swords toward each other?"

"Of course I am standing on my sister's side!" Shi Qingxuan said affirmatively.

"Really?" I doubted, "This is probably not the reason why you must bring your sister back. You are also afraid that such a scene will happen. Deep in your heart, you are also afraid that the father and daughter will fight each other, because that is something your mother doesn't want to see."

"You, you..."

"You don't actually hate your father as you think. You always want to live happily together with your family. You are always afraid that they will hurt each other, so you pay so much attention to them and try so hard to stop them..."

"Wow!" Shi Qingxuan threw herself into my arms and cried bitterly.

Just cry, this girl has been suppressed for too long.

I also relaxed, but fortunately I had a conversation with Sun Simiao before coming, otherwise I really wouldn't know the depression in this girl. It seems that I have the potential to be a psychologist.
Chapter completed!