In the evening, after dinner, they cleaned up and went back to their own houses.

Wang Jingzhe sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the Mahayu scripture and sorting it out in a simple and rough manner. He also heard of this scripture. Every generation of living Buddhas reincarnated is equivalent to reincarnation again. When they were reincarnated, they were no different from ordinary people. When they were found, they would be taken back to the Lama Temple and awakened by the Dharma King, and then inherit the memories of the previous life to continue practicing.

During this period, there was a very dangerous and difficult process, which was whether the reincarnated living Buddha could successfully carry the memories of the previous life, otherwise he would have to practice again. At this time, this volume of Mahayu sutra is needed. This sutra can consolidate the three souls and seven spirits of a person, making them tensile and stable, and can more effectively awaken the memories of the previous life after reincarnation.

For this volume of scripture, Wang Dongzhi paid a real price for Xiaozhao Temple.

After reading it from beginning to end, Wang Jingzhe found nothing. The Mahayu scriptures were too obscure and difficult to understand. Many of the scriptures could not even be seen. If he hadn't had the foundation of Lianshan and Guizang, he might not have been able to read them thoroughly.

Seeing that Wang Jingzhe couldn't stand it anymore in the middle of the night, and his injuries were too serious, he fell to bed drowsy and snored not long after.

Next door, Mao Xiaocao pillowed on his arms, waiting for his big eyes to listen to the faint snoring, and muttered: "I'm still a miserable person..."

The next day, early morning.

Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao got up one after another. The two of them came out of the bedroom with a bunch of messy hair at the same time, looked at each other awkwardly for a long time, and then they both didn't get used to it.

"morning!"

The days when Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao lived together began in such an unknown way!

For several days, both of them lived a life of following the rules. Wang Jingzhe was recuperating and studying scriptures. Mao Xiaocao was doing housework, and then served him with delicious food and drink. He also specially prepared some things to replenish qi and blood for feeding. Therefore, Wang Jingzhe lived a very moisturizing life, at least nothing was enough for him to worry about, and the injured internal organs were also recovering steadily.

In a blink of an eye, a week passed when the two of them arrived at Liangshui Town.

That afternoon, after lunch and taking a nap, Wang Jingzhe said to Mao Xiaocao: "I have been holding it in my arms for too long, I want to go out for a walk."

"Aren't you afraid that you will reveal yourself, and others will find out?"

"Just walk by the river"

"What should I do if my shoes are wet when I often walk by the river?"

Wang Jingzhe: "······"

The scenery outside this old city is quite good, surrounded by mountains and water, lush and lush. A river of good water passes through the city, the water surface is very clear, and there are fishing boats rafting on the water.

Looking at Liangshuihe, the two of them thought of the scene of meeting each other on the Weihe River. Wang Jingzhe urinated and urinated to the beginning of the first acquaintance of the two.

A man who blushed and a woman who is as quiet as a virgin are implicated by fate.

By the river, there are many couples walking at this time, snuggling together, laughing and playing or spending time together.

When Wang Jingzhe saw a couple together, he didn't feel anything. At this time, he and Miss Cao walked side by side, and suddenly a little inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, and his heartbeat was a little faster, just like a cat's claws in his heart were scratching back and forth.

By the river, a young man and woman leaned together. The woman pulled up her skirt and stretched her long legs into the river and swung her back and forth. The man hugged her shoulders and whispered in a low voice. The two laughed from time to time, with two words written on her face, happiness.

Wang Jingzhe suddenly became a little stunned. Mao Xiaocao followed his gaze and landed on the two white and tender calves in the river. He pursed his lips and asked, "Does the legs look good?"

"It looks good, uh, no..." Wang Jingzhe's reaction was still very fast and he quickly stopped the car.

Mao Xiaocao gritted his teeth, pointed to his skirt and said, "I have it too!"

Wang Jingzhe looked down and saw that what caught his eye was just a long skirt, without white thighs. He subconsciously said: "They are beautiful legs, and you are at most a means of transportation."

After saying that, Wang Jingzhe felt something was wrong. A murderous aura quietly rose next to him. He quickly overtook the car and changed his words: "I am not good at speaking. I like to see it as the truth. You know, I can't speak any sweet words, and I haven't seen your legs."

Mao Xiaocao sighed quietly. To be honest, she basically no longer has any hope for Wang Jingzhe's heartlessness. This person often has the habit of being mean, so he can only get used to it.

Weird silence.

Behind Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao, a man was pushing a wheelchair. A woman with a tilted body was sitting on the wheelchair. It was a bit surprising that the woman was wrapped tightly, wearing a long-brimmed hat on her head and a gauze scarf on her face. She couldn't see her appearance at all. The weather in July was already thirty-five and six degrees. She was wearing long-sleeved trousers and a pair of travel shoes under her feet. This outfit made people feel sweaty.

"Dear, the weather is good today. It rained for a few days before. Yesterday, it finally stopped. You were so stuffy at home before you came out. Are you not angry?" The man pushed the wheelchair, bent down and whispered to the woman's ear, pointing to Liangshuihe and said, "The river water is very clear. I will take you to row in two days. You used to like swimming the most, but unfortunately your health is not good now."

The man kept talking softly in the other person's ear, but the woman in the wheelchair never heard anything. She leaned against the back of the chair, as if her whole body was paralyzed.

"I'll walk by the river with you. I'm back in the afternoon. I have to go to the market to buy vegetables and make dinner. I'll make braised fish and stir-fried cabbage for you tonight? They are all your favorite foods..."

When the man pushed the wheelchair by Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao, both of them stopped and lowered their bodies to let each other go over.

"Swish" Mao Xiaocao suddenly frowned when he saw the two of them. After a while, she tilted her head and asked in a low voice: "Why do you always feel something is wrong?"
Chapter completed!