Entangled in one life, tied up in two lives, good results will eventually be achieved.
Xiao Yuan, the national master of Muyuan Temple x Jing Xun, the daughter of the prime minister
When he was a child, Jing Xun and his mother went to Muyuan Temple to pray, but they secretly ran to the Muyuan Mountain River to catch small fish. Unexpectedly, they accidentally stepped on a stone and sprained their foot.
From the corner of his eye, Jing Xun saw a young monk walking by, "Hey, hey, hey, little monk, come here." ''
The little monk was very indifferent by nature. He glanced at him and didn't intend to stop.
When Jing Xun saw that the little monk was not going to stop, he softened his tone, "Don't leave, it's my fault. I shouldn't have called you little monk. It was my fault. I'm sorry. Can you help me?" As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
The young monk still walked forward. The young monk wanted to call someone over, but Jing Xunhui mistakenly thought that the young monk was leaving, and quickly grabbed Hai Qing, "Oh, young master, don't go, please." ''
The young monk Momo pulled out Hai Qing, but Jing Xun refused to let go as if he had grabbed gold. The young monk was very helpless and asked for help. The poor monk just went to ask for help. ''
Jing Xun shook his head like a wavy drum, "No, if you ask others to help, not everyone will know that I am so embarrassing, and my brother will definitely laugh at me, no"
The young monk shook his head helplessly, "Donor, what should I do?" ''
Jing Xun thought about it and suddenly stared at the little monk with wide eyes, "You... Just carry me back." ''
The young monk was startled when he heard these words and shook his head, "Almsgiver, men and women cannot be intimate with each other." ''
Jing Xun was already very hungry. "What should I do?" ''
The young monk clasped his hands and said, "Poor monk, you'd better go call someone." ''
When Jing Xun heard this, he became even more tired holding Hai Qing's hand, "No, no, you should carry me back. No one will come at this hour. If you don't tell me, no one will know." ''
The little monk looked around and it was very quiet. It was the time for iftar at this time, and there were very few people here. He thought that the donor would not agree to call people, Amitabha. So he squatted down.
Jing Xun thought to himself, my mother-in-law wouldn't blame me if everything happened, so he happily lay down on it, shaking his little feet with water.
Neither of them knew that their fate would begin from then on.
Intention: freedom, breaking the world
