Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　And listen to him say so.

　　In Po Sanqi's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little more desolation, and said again.

　　"If it's not for you, then who should it be for?"

　　"I've been in the underworld for a hundred years, and you are the only relative."

　　"You took care of me for so long again."

　　"For you, what is the big deal if I violate the laws of the underworld once?"

　　"And, let's talk about it. You really don't want to know what happened back then."

　　Madam Meng asked again.

　　"then……"

　　Zhao Li was at a loss for words.

　　囫囵 was speechless.

　　Seeing this, Mother Meng Sanqi smiled miserably and said again.

　　"Yes, in fact, you have some impressions, don't you?"

　　"When you were an arahant, for a woman, for a guqin, and forcibly broke into the underworld, did you really forget all about it?"

　　"Occasionally... in fact, some memory fragments flashed."

　　Under repeated questioning.

　　Zhao Li finally couldn't take it anymore.

　　Hesitantly, he told the real truth of the matter.

　　Then he looked up, looking at Meng Po Sanqi, and said again with a confused face.

　　"However, I don't understand, since you already know all these things.

　　So why today, do you still have to let Wuxin help me and restore my memory? "

　　"A lot of memories, can't you just dictate?"

　　……

　　"Oral?"

　　"Seeing is not necessarily believing, let alone oral?"

　　"Besides, what I saw that day was just an appearance. Specifically, why did you trespass into the underworld and what happened after you left Mengpo Village? Have you ever seen Hades? In fact, all this , I know nothing."

　　"Because of this, even I can't dictate. The most important key is to help you and retrieve your memory."

　　Meng Po Sanqi, when it came to the end, her expression gradually became firmer.

　　"But……"

　　Even Zhao Li wanted to speak.

　　They were directly interrupted by Meng Po, said.

　　"It's nothing to be proud of. To get back the memory, it's not just for you."

　　Speaking of here.

　　Finally turned the conversation.

　　There are a few more incomprehensible meanings in the words, and he said,

　　"Actually, I'm also curious. Don't you want to know what happened in the first place?"

　　"I don't want to know, why my mother, who has already reached the half-step Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation level, will still be defeated by you, a human arhat?"

　　……

　　Her last two questions.

　　It was like two sharp swords, completely breaking through Zhao Li's psychological defense.

　　Make him pale instantly, like golden paper...  

　　Looking at Sanqi opposite, there was a little more trembling in his voice.

　　"So...you know everything."

　　"Yeah, I know it all, or... I've figured it out. So this is what it feels like after enlightenment. I used to yearn for enlightenment, but now, I realize that I was wrong, Zhao Li, it turns out The world of smart people is so complicated."

　　As Meng Po Sanqi said, the corners of her eyes did not know when, there were two more lines of clear tears, and they slowly rolled down.

　　Watch this scene.

　　Where can Li Zhao still hold a knife?

　　Feet are soft.

　　The whole person fell directly to the ground.

　　He finally spit out the long-buried secret in his heart

　　In his voice, with a bit of hoarseness, he said again, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Sanqi."

　　"Your mother... indeed died at my hands."

　　And see him so.

　　Sanqi yes, shook his head, and said again.

　　"There's nothing to be sorry for, Li Zhao. My mother, she told me when she died, so I don't blame you."

　　"You are just a knife in someone else's hand."

　　"So, to be honest, my recovery of memory is not entirely for you, but also for myself, in order to find the real murderer who killed my mother."

　　"Li Zhao... can you help me?"

　　"I beg you,"

　　When Sanqi said that at the end, she had already burst into tears.

　　Tears fell on the Meng Po soup in front of him.

　　The Meng Po soup, which was originally extremely bitter, turned into a seven-color streamer in an instant.

　　Inside, vaguely, there is a strange fragrance.

　　Watch this scene.

　　The corner of Sanqi's mouth couldn't help but have a wry smile.

　　She used to be madly wanting to know how to make Meng Po soup in her hands delicious.

　　But after she really made this Mengpo soup "delicious".

　　Only then did she realize how naive her previous thoughts were.

　　original,

　　The last ingredient that Meng Po soup lacks is the tears of Meng Po!

　　pity.

　　It was too late for her to understand after all.

　　if it is possible.

　　She even hoped that she would never know about it.

　　after all……

　　There are thousands of words in the world, and love words are the most murderous! .

Chapter 131

　　128. A hundred years of the underworld, the position of Meng Po (4/4) [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

　　Meng Po soup is fragrant.

　　But at the moment, no one was happy.

　　Zhao Li's expression was even more dazed.

　　……

　　Underworld for a hundred years.

　　Zhao Li has seen the naive Meng Po Sanqi, the stupid and deceived Meng Po Sanqi...and the angry Sanqi and the sullen Sanqi.

　　But only Sanqi has never seen such pain.

　　It seems that, in his heart, Sanqi should be innocent.

　　It is precisely because of this.

　　This time I saw such a sad Sanqi.

　　Zhao Li's heart couldn't help but feel a pain.

　　……

　　After a long silence.

　　Finally he let out a long sigh.

　　Turning around again, her eyes were red.

　　Looking at Wuxin next to him, he said solemnly.

　　"Go ahead, mindless."

　　"Help me restore my memory!"

　　……

　　Inadvertently seeing this, it is also silent.