Ning Yi once said that he and himself are not from the same world as him.

She was just a croaker in a cage, even though she had a certain degree of freedom now... still so.

"I want to ask you a question." Mr. Wushan looked at Xu Qingyan and said seriously: "These days, you have read Buddhist scriptures, read Taoist scrolls, and read the collection of books on earth. Do you believe in fate and destiny?"

Xu Qingyan closed her eyes and thought seriously.

She knew what he wanted to ask.

If she doesn't believe in the fate of the world, where does her care and expectation for Ning Yi come from? She remembers the first time she first met, every heartbeat, and all the memories are vivid in her mind.

And that half of the bone flute leaves.

"Of course I believe it."

When Xu Qingyan said this, she did not hesitate because she knew that every little thing she met with Ning Yi was fate.

"I don't believe in fate or fate." Mr. Wushan suddenly smiled and said, "Those are nothing, ridiculous and ridiculous. When you go through a long enough time, you will understand that the only thing worth believing and entrusting is time."

time?

Xu Qingyan looked at his teacher.

The young and handsome monk in white robe said calmly: "No matter how rich love is, the time comes, and one day it will turn into hatred. There is no time in the world that cannot be resolved, birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and in the end they will turn into ashes."

"Time is a very realistic thing. If you have any questions that cannot be answered, then leave them to time."

The lay Buddhist Lushan looked at Xu Qingyan.

The girl never noticed that her teacher, after putting away her smile, looked high, like a "god" who was inhumane, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.

Someone knocked outside the door, and the ascetic in Lingshan pushed the door slightly, indicating that the thing had been sent to the mansion.

The lay Buddhist Lushan muttered to himself in a very light voice: "White bones are like a mountain and forget their surnames, but they are just young masters and red braised men."

"The letter has been sent to Ning Yi's mansion. I will accompany you from sunrise to sunset."

The man in white robe smiled and said, "If you haven't waited, then follow me to the Songshan Hunting Ground for night hunting, how about it?"

Xu Qingyan gritted his teeth.

She said stubbornly: "If you can't wait, it's because Ning Yi is too busy, or she hasn't seen the letter."

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "If I lose, after going to the hunting ground to complete the arch and riding graduation. According to the rules, can I leave the palace?"

The man in white robe raised his eyebrows.

“By the rules, it’s OK.”

Mr. Wushan smiled and said, "At that time, as long as you think, no one will stop you."

Xu Qingyan took a deep breath.

She began to wait a long time.

From sunrise to noon to sunset.

She didn't wait for the person she wanted to wait for.
Chapter completed!