Blind for three years, all my students have become saints

Inside Guanyin Temple.

Qin Huairou walked into her room, closed the door, and placed the food box she was carrying on a clean and tidy round table.

She glanced at a pot of bougainvillea placed by the window. The flowers were in full bloom, each one bright and emitting a light and elegant fragrance.

Then she withdrew her gaze and fell on the food box in front of her. Her face was neither sad nor happy, but cold.

Now that her parents have passed away, nothing can shake her determination.

She was fearless and began to open the food box and take out the layers of food inside. The aroma was so fragrant that it made people want to eat.

Smelling the aroma of these meals, Qin Huairou suddenly remembered that noon.

Although the dishes are different, the taste is the same.

Only that scumbag who deserves to go to hell can cook food that tastes like this.

Qin Huairou sat down and began to pick up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.

Soon, her cheeks puffed up and her mouth was filled with food.

But she didn't stop picking up the food, but continued to put it into her mouth.

Every time she took a bite, there was an extra tear in her eyes and a stab in her heart.

That knife was also the "big gift" she planned to give to Xiao Can!
From today on, as many bites of food as she eats, she will make as many cuts on Xiao Can's body.

Even if her strength is not as good as others, she will still fight for her life to make Xiao Can's next life difficult!
Of course, it would be best to take away Xiao Can's life.

At this time, a beam of skylight came in and fell on the meals, making them steaming hot.

But after eating it, Qin Huairou's stomach became colder and colder.

And her falling tears were mixed with the food, making it impossible to taste the real taste of the food.

At this moment, she couldn't tell which was love and hate, and which was love and hatred.

It seems that love turns to hatred in the depths, and love turns to hatred in the end.

Family love is like this.

So is love.

……

Within the boundaries of Jingzhou, there is Mount Wutai.

One of the green temples, Xiantong Temple.

On the outer eaves of this temple, there are some flower gables carved on the bricks, and there is a hanging caisson carved inside, which looks like a flower-covered dome.

This is also the second time the cheetah has come to this temple.

The difference from the last time was that this time it came as a human being, and there was no young monk accompanying it.

After the cheetah transformed into a human being, he had an upright figure, a handsome figure, and was dressed in a green robe, which added to his unearthly aura.

He also held a feather fan in his hand, strolling up the stairs like a rich man on a trip.

When he came to the square of Xiantong Temple, he saw that there were many tourists and there was a lot of incense here.

I looked up at the weather again and found that the sun was just right and the flowers were fragrant.

So the cheetah said to himself reassuringly.

"It's great. The sky is clear when I come out and go back. Even God is helping me."

As a result, just after he said these words, a thunder suddenly sounded on a mountain peak in the distance.

"Boom!"

There was even a lightning strike!
This thunder also alarmed the tourists in the square, causing them to look up at the sky and find that dark clouds began to appear in the distant sky.

These tourists didn't care about anything else and quickly greeted their friends around them.

"Quick! After burning the incense, let's find a place to take shelter from the rain."

"Strange! When I went out today, the weather forecast clearly said it was sunny. Why did it suddenly rain?"

"Who knows? Maybe someone is making a wish for rain..."

As the tourists dispersed, the originally lively square suddenly became quiet.And the large dark cloud in the distant sky also began to drift over.

Soon we reached the sky above Mount Wutai, covering the surrounding peaks of all sizes.

Xiantong Temple was naturally shrouded in that dark cloud.

"Huh? That person is..."

Cheetahs naturally don't worry about getting wet in the rain.

It was walking on the square minding its own business, when suddenly it glanced at a slender figure standing not far away.

Looking at the back, there is no doubt that it is a woman.

At this moment, the short-haired woman was standing in front of an incense burner. She took two steps forward with a pious expression and inserted the three sticks of incense in her hand into the incense burner.

Then the woman took two steps back, headed towards the Guanyin Hall of Xiantong Temple, and bowed respectfully three times.

After seeing this scene, the cheetah slowed down unconsciously.

And as the dark clouds above our heads gathered more and more, it seemed as if an army was pressing down on the territory, making the entire Wutai Mountain darken.

Especially this Xiantong Temple, it was shrouded in dark clouds and strong winds blew the surrounding trees with a roaring sound.

The strong wind even picked up the sand and stones on the ground, flew up, and hit the wall, making a "dong dong dong" sound that was heard endlessly.

At this moment, only Cheetah and the short-haired woman were left standing in the square.

Cheetah was about to walk over to see the woman's condition.

Suddenly, a green Buddha's name came from not far away.

"Amitabha."

The cheetah stopped and turned to look.

The short-haired woman standing in front of the incense burner also turned to look.

A young novice monk wearing green-gray monk robes, with a tiger-like head and a big head, was walking quickly in front of the short-haired woman with one hand on his chest and a red umbrella in the other.

Although the cheetah was still some distance away from the short-haired woman.

But with his current hearing, he could naturally hear clearly the conversation between the short-haired woman and the little novice monk.

"Amitabha, please come back, Donor Huang. Master Kongye won't see you for the time being."

Huang Duoduo's body trembled. She didn't expect to hear such an answer after waiting all morning.

She bit her lower lip, looked at the red umbrella in the little novice's hand, and asked with some reluctance, "Did he ask you to bring this umbrella to me?"

This time the young novice did not answer the question.

After all, monks don’t lie.

He handed the red umbrella out and signaled Huang Duoduo to take the umbrella and go down the mountain quickly.

Otherwise, it will rain heavily after a while, and even if you have an umbrella, you will not be able to avoid getting wet.

But sometimes, a silent response means that the answer has been given.

The light in Huang Duoduo's eyes couldn't help but dim by three points.

She didn't ask any more questions and reached out to take the red umbrella.

"Amitabha, benefactor, take care."

When the young novice monk saw that the umbrella was given away, he couldn't help but feel relieved. After chanting the Buddha's name again, he turned and walked away.

Huang Duoduo held a red umbrella, looked up at the sky, and found that at some point, a dark cloud as thick as ink had appeared above her head.

Even at the moment she raised her face, she could clearly see a drop of rain falling from the sky and falling directly on her eyebrows, giving her a cold feeling.

"It's going to rain, just like the weather that day..."

Huang Duoduo murmured to himself and wanted to open the red umbrella in his hand.

But at this moment, she felt something in her heart and quickly looked back... (End of Chapter)