Yin Miaomiao had no way to answer this question because she didn't know either.

Is it because I love someone no longer, or I have never forgotten him, a newcomer cannot replace him, or is it... the experience I have been so heart-wrenching that I don't want to come again even if I don't regret it?

No answer.

Maybe both, maybe none.

"Who knows." Finally, she sighed.

Liansheng didn't say anything. It would be too difficult to take the same path if an injured person was taken. Otherwise, how could there be the saying "I'm afraid of a rope when I'm bitten by a snake for ten years"? It can be seen that people's hearts are full of flesh.

It's long, no one can be afraid of pain.

Ye Zhou never gave her the courage to try again.

He is too young and has a love voice, sometimes it does not mean a sense of security, but a burden. She has endured too much. Her lover's unconditional obedience not only failed to relieve the pressure, but became an invisible responsibility on her shoulders.

No wonder she gets tired.

"Then, let's change one." The famous prostitute from the past was Feng Qingyun. "There will always be men. Without this one, there will be another."

Yin Miaomiao was amused by him and asked with a smile: "Who will it be? You'll give me some advice."

He blinked and suddenly remembered an old friend: "Where is Bai Yishen?"

"The whereabouts are unknown," she said, "I originally thought that he was in seclusion and made a baby, but the head of the sect said that he had another task, and I don't know very well."

Chongxiao Sect is a major sect that has been around for thousands of years. It is normal that she has many secrets that cannot be told. She didn't ask too much, and she would always know when she should know it.

Liansheng asked again: "Where is that guy in Nanzhou?"

Yin Miaomiao raised his eyebrows: "Traveling all rivers?"

"That kid is very interesting." Liansheng chuckled, "Don't you think it's?"

She smiled and said, "Is there any?"

"Yes, there are all old guys. According to my experience, old men are in trouble." Liansheng snuggled up to her, the weight is like a willow, "The old is dull, the little is immature, the right thing is beautiful.

, I'm afraid it's harder."

Yin Miaomiao kept laughing because of his regretful tone.

Liansheng pretended to be enlightened again: "There are only tailor-made clothes in the world, and they don't pinch people according to their preferences. There is nothing that suits your heart. Either tolerate it, or to teach it, or not. I endured it back then."

"What have you endured me?" She was surprised.

"Suspicious, affectionate, thinking more, thinking more, and so much." After he said that, he smiled first.

It's strange that Yin Miaomiao's mood improved a lot by being squeezed by him. She raised her head and stared at his familiar face. Although the spirit of the lost chance of reincarnation was sad, for her, she was never leaving her company.

Another great comfort.

"Liansheng, do you regret it?" she asked.

Liansheng sighed: "You always think that having a free soul is the most important thing for people to have. But how good can the freedom of an ant be? Will I live better if I reincarnated as a human?

The unknown next life, at least I am willing to do this life.”

Yin Miaomiao couldn't refute that there were indeed too many people in this world who were better than being her spirit. As in the past, she was a slave to the nobles and was also a deputy lady, so she had no worries about food and clothing, but she became a good citizen outside.

, but I can't even eat enough.

So how can they blame them?

"So, are you happy by my side?" She changed her question.

Liansheng said lazily: "Even if it doesn't suit you, what else can you do? Just make do with it."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing and patted the back of his hand: "I thought I couldn't understand, you just want me to give Ye Zhou another chance."

"I am thinking about you. If you are in front of you, you will beat me and scold me. But if you are far away in the sky, nothing will be gone." Liansheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes were shimmering, "Who is it?

It’s born to suit your heart, at least try again. If it’s a stubborn rotten wood, it’s not too late to chop it as firewood.”

Yin Miaomiao inevitably hesitated for a moment.

Feelings are a matter between two people. You influence me, I influence you. Why doesn’t she pull him? He is a junior brother, a senior sister teaches his junior brother. Isn’t that the right thing to do?

But... if it ends like this, can he really understand her intentions and find his own Tao? He is already a Jindan monk. If he can't find "Tao", he will not have the chance to become a baby.

After all, practicing such things requires the parties involved to realize it themselves.

"You don't understand." She said to Liansheng, "This is not only love, but also Tao."

Monks always put the path of Tao first.

This is a rare experience. I hope Ye Zhou will not let her work down. Even if the relationship ends without success, as long as the heart of Tao is clear, all sacrifices are worth it.

The rain gradually became smaller, and the pouring rain turned into drizzle, making the vision much clearer.

Not long after, the support team arrived. The head of the Lu family carefully thought that the casualties might be quite large, so he organized a rescue team.

Because of his serious injury, Ji Hexian was unable to continue the mission of extermination of the demon cultivators, so he instead worked with the rescue team to rescue the survivors.

As an alchemist, Ye Zhou originally had to act with the rescue team, but seeing how many foundation-building monks in the team could hide behind with peace of mind, he took the initiative to ask for a trip.

Before leaving, he called Shen Xiliu to his side and instructed: "You go with them. If you meet a suitable place to settle down, you can leave by yourself."

However, Shen Xiliu gritted his teeth and refused: "Real person, I don't want to give up."

Ye Zhou frowned slightly.

Without waiting for his lesson, she said in a row: "I went to the mortal world. Although I could be a rich and idle person and fool the common people with one or two magics, what's the point? Mozhou is uneasy, and there is also chaos in the mortal world.

, I can escape from gangsters, and I cannot resist such a flood."

Outside the barrier, the river is surging, deafening.

Shen Xiliu's thoughts were unprecedentedly clear: "Only monks can survive such natural disasters. If I don't become a monk, I will die sooner or later."

Before she traveled through time, she was a commoner with no great ambitions. Although she was very unreliable, she really hesitated whether to go to the mortal world to let go of the indescribable sense of superiority of time travelers.

People are greedy for a comfortable life. The mortal world is her comfort zone. She can ensure that she lives well and even enjoy it more than before traveling through time. Since that is the case, why not? Face is not important.

However, every day when she looked at the surging flood under her feet, she couldn't help but think: If she became a mortal and encountered such a situation again, would she survive?

I'm afraid she can't do it anymore. Her tiny skills are actually no different from those of ordinary people.

"The water flows to the lower part when people walk to the higher part." Shen Xiliu looked at the water in Lujiang and pursed her lips, "I can't look back. No matter how difficult it is, I want to move forward."

Only by moving forward can she gain the power to protect herself.

Only by moving forward can she live the farming life she wants.

The farming of wealthy families is to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and the farming of poor people is to have frozen bones on the road.

She felt awe-inspiring in her heart, knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Zhou: "Thank you for saving me, but I don't want to leave. I want to continue practicing. Please help me."

"The road is difficult and dangerous. With your qualifications, you may not be as good as living in the mortal world as long as you do," said Ye Zhou.

Chen Xiyue said: "I am willing to bet."

Ye Zhou said again: "You will regret it in the future."

"If I don't stay today, I will regret it now and I will regret it for life." Her confusion completely faded, and only the only thing that remains was firmness.

Ye Zhou was silent for a moment, and a little smile appeared on his face: "Very good, you finally look like a monk."

Chen Xiliu was stunned and looked up at him suddenly.

"Heaven wants to live, grow old, sick and die, but the monk yearns for immortality." Ye Zhou said slowly, "The monk competes for his fate with the heaven to control his own destiny."

She murmured: "Maintain your own destiny?"

"The poor qualifications are the fate given by God. Arrange your stay and leave is the fate given by others." Ye Zhou said concisely, but every word is more important than a daughter, and he hit Shen Xiliu's heart, "You don't recognize it, it's very good."

Speaking of this, he paused for some reason, and something in his mind blew away the fog. He couldn't help but repeat what he said in his heart - going and staying is the life given by others.

The monk must control his own destiny.

So, why did he leave?

The senior sister asked him to leave, and he left. Does he really want to leave? Of course, he doesn't want to.

He wanted to stay with her.

In an instant, Ye Zhou's heart was as bright as the moon.

He finally knew what his problem was.

——In "love" and "Tao".

Deep love blocks the way.

He gave up on himself for her.

At this moment, he felt a strong pain and deep fear.

Is it destined that feelings and Taoist paths are destined to be both good? No, it is definitely not like this. If love and Taoist are destined to go against the way, how could there be so many Taoist couples in the world? It must be that he made a mistake.

Ye Zhou closed his eyes and thought to himself, I will not give up. I finally waited until she looked at me, so I couldn't just give up.

There must be another way, and he must find that path.
To be continued...