139: Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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But it seemed... It was all thanks to the scarf San Mao lent him.

ZuoWeiYang reached out and touched the crimson scarf on his head. Was that the color of the Gesang Flower?

Even JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu who didn't like much liked the color of Gesang Flower?

In fact, she should have noticed that JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu's clothes were different from those of others. However, they were too young and did n' t look like lofty JiacuoKanBu. That was why she didn't think about it at all.

A love flower JiacuoKanBu seemed to be quite interesting.

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When she returned to home night, the hostess San Mao already prepared dinner. ZuoWeiYang saw that she was waiting for her, she rushed forward.

"I'm really sorry. I' ve been waiting for so long."

San Mao sat on a chair made up of vines in the courtyard and smiled." It's alright. It's fine anyway. If I don't wait for you, I' ll be lonely by myself."

But, wasn't she always alone? If there were no guests staying at this home, wouldn't there be only one person? Why would he be so lonely?

San Mao had long curly hair. It was very beautiful and gentle. Unfortunately, it was usually surrounded by its owner's headscarf, as if it was a treasure that could not be seen by everyone. But now that her headscarf was still here, that was why her long hair, which looked like a cloud, was blessed to be bathed in the moonlight, haunting an almost holy radiance.

Even if she was a same-sex person, she would be stunned. In fact, thinking about it, she San Mao a woman who ran a home stay in a place where there was no one. If she didn't protect herself properly and collect all her beauty, she would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

ZuoWeiYang sat across from her and was puzzled by the unique beauty in the world of mortals that he had lived in in in his previous life. It took him a long time to react. After a pause, he remembered to remove the scarf and hand it back to her.

"By the way, you borrowed it from me this morning. I'll return it to you now." Looking at the color of the scarf in his hand, he couldn't help but think of the story that happened in the Bengpu Temple during the day. It was all because of this scarf that he became the lucky person who had the honor to speak to JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu. She smiled and shared the matter with San Mao." I was Bengpu Temple today because your scarf was praised by JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu."

San Mao hand that was about to connect the towel suddenly stiffened and a crimson color slowly fell to the ground. She was stunned for a moment before she hurriedly bent down to pick it up. She brushed away the dust on it with great treasure and folded it properly before placing it on her knees.

"I'm sorry..." A strange color appeared in the pure blue sky's eyes. It was as if the Kang District sky was passing by birds by chance, stirring up the eternal peace." JiacuoKanBu... "What did you say?"

"Oh, JiacuoKanBu said, the color is very beautiful, just like the color of the Gesang Flower."

"Gesang Flower ……"

San Mao repeated it and didn't say anything. ZuoWeiYang thought that she was too respectful JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu, so she was speechless. Indeed, when she saw the sudden awkwardness and trembling, she could only describe it as being flattered.

However, they couldn't keep quiet at the dinner table. ZuoWeiYang was almost halfway through their meal, but it seemed that San Mao had n' t moved much since the beginning. Could it be that the people here really respected JiacuoKanBu like this? It seemed like he had to say something else to ease her.

"You just said that you're quite lonely by yourself..." ZuoWeiYang laughed deliberately." San Mao, have you really not met the person you love? Or someone who loved you? "Actually, the first time I saw you, I thought you looked like a woman with a story."

Her slender fingers gripped the headscarf on her knees and wrinkled slightly. In the moonlight, she looked more like a mulberry flower.

Now that she had received his reply, the only result was that her mood had started to become disordered again. So, was there any point in doing all this stupid thing? Knowing that ZuoWeiYang was going to Bengpu Temple, she deliberately lent her headscarf to her. She wanted to let him see her and remind him of her again, but was this all meaningful?

Stories, their stories... It was the Buddha's saying," Do n' t say."

San Mao gradually began to laugh. Sitting in the chair made up of vines, he tilted his head and asked," What about you?" Could it be that you don't have a story? "How dare you come to Kang District alone?"

The topic was thrown back.

ZuoWeiYang frowned unhappily. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and smiled. His tone was very relaxed and vague. In such a high altitude, it was especially unreal, but perhaps the most real:

"Life is destined to end. I just want to do what I want to do before the last day." As he spoke, he slyly winked at San Mao." As for you, wouldn't you think that way?" "You and I are just looking for each other. I'm looking for each other on the way, and you' re searching in the sea of people. In the end, you'll find out that greed, anger, love, and lust are n' t something you can defeat."

San Mao drank a mouthful of highland barley wine. He was drunk and drunk.

"You're wrong. I' m not looking for it. I'm just making a mistake."

That's right. He was so self-proclaimed that he could n' t get out of the cage he drew on the ground. What should he do? Even though she had seen countless people who had gone through the Kang District, there were still many men who were willing to be with her. However, she was so persistent and vowed to fight against the Buddha.

Eh? Was she about to come up with something?

ZuoWeiYang continued to attack," Do you always think so?" "Or just occasionally?"

"It's always been."

However, today was especially so.

With a toast to the moon, the moon was silent.

Two years ago, today was the day of his JiacuoKanBu promotion ceremony. Since then, his life had always been like this.

Buddha, how many good men and women do you have, but she only has one lover, can't she be merciful and complete?

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Her name was Gesammedo. Meiduo meant flowers in Tibetan, so her name was Gesang Flower.

He called Ge Lai JiacuoKanBu, meaning auspicious sea in Tibetan. However, this name had not been used for a long time. From when he became a monk at the age of ten, to when he became a monk, to when he finally became a noble JiacuoKanBu, to when he JiacuoKanBu become a JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu. How could anyone have called him a common name?

When he was ten years old, his master, who had long been silent, dictated the Buddhist Dharma to him. He cultivated the Secret Sect accordingly. The process of cultivation was very difficult. It took three years, three months and three days to not meet with outsiders and communicate with all the walls. It took more than three years before he finally completed his cultivation and passed the exam, becoming Bengpu Temple true monk.

However, there was a secret that he had never told anyone.

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