Mei Gongqing

The woman, who made his soul dream not peaceful, suddenly smiled . She asked, "what about Chen Wei? Why didn’t the general bring her? "

"Chen Wei?"

Ran min thought it was unreasonable . This Chen’s a Rong, what does she care so much about Chen Wei? It’s just a concubine .

"Why did you become a monk?" he asked

She chuckled at such an ordinary question . She laughed so happily, with mockery and foolishness in her eyes .

When he was unable to suppress the flames of his rage, Chen Rong wiped his tears with his sleeves and said, "I have accumulated two generations . . . . . . It’s finally comfortable . "

He didn’t care what she said . He just asked, "what are you laughing at?" When he asked this, the fire was burning in his chest .

Once again, she said, "I hate Chen Wei . "

She said that she and Chen Wei should not wear heaven! He took Chen Wei as his concubine, so she will never have any more trouble with him!

Like last time, ran min was still enraged by Chen Rong . For a moment, he really wanted to strangle the woman who didn’t know how to live or how to move .

At last, looking at her back, ran min burst out laughing . This woman made him rush to Jiankang from Luoyang . This woman made his general beg for help . This woman, who had made the engagement clearly, covered up and defended for Wang Qilang in front of her .

When was he so funny? For the sake of such a woman, I’ve lost my face and tried my humiliation!

Ran min went back alone . When he came to this Taoist temple, he took Chen Wei with him .

Back to the courtyard that sun Yanba gave him, ran min practiced his gun for five hours . There was a fire in his heart, a fire that could not be let out, a fire that could not be burned .

In the sweat again and again, he forgot the passage of time, the return of Chen Wei to his room, the late night and the early morning .

Until he was very tired, he could not sit down on the steps and rest with his gun .

Maybe he was too tired . He sat down soon and fell asleep again .

In the dream, he was in a big marriage .

He was dressed in a bridegroom’s robe, facing a woman in a bride’s robe . The woman was looking at him with affection .

The face of this woman is as fuzzy as it used to be when she appeared in her dream . He can’t see clearly . Just from her every move, he has a strong sense of familiarity .

After drinking a glass of wine, the woman leaned lightly in his arms . She put her arms around his neck and said tenderly, "I have today, and I will die without shaking . "

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, full of satisfaction and happiness .

The woman bit her lips, smiled and wept, and said, "my Lord, although a Rong is more vicious, she is still very poor . Her father and brother are gone, and you, my Lord, have given up her again, which leaves her nowhere to go . Otherwise, you should treat her as a concubine and put her in my yard, so that our two sisters also have a care? "

Her voice is soft and her tone is very considerate . Yes, warm, he vaguely remembered that the newly married wife was a very kind person . It is that Chen’s a Rong has done too much to her, and she never has a word of malice, and always forgives her in front of herself .

Now, too, such a wicked woman deserves to die, and she still sympathizes with her .

He frowned in his dream and said impatiently, "what is she doing? Go to sleep . "

As soon as the sleeping word came out, the woman in front of her quickly became coquettish and moving . Rao is dizzy to live double cheek, she still timidly stands up, undresses for him to untie .

Her hand had just been put on his belt . Suddenly, there was a red light outside the screen window . Amid the numerous noises, a servant cried out: "general, no, madam, no, Chen’s A-Rong set himself on fire . "

Self Immolation?

He was startled and turned abruptly out . Just stepped out, his newly married wife rushed after him and held his hand .

They ran together to the place where the fire was burning .

He saw the woman who laughed wildly in the fire .

That’s Chen Rong, that’s Chen Rong!

The next dream, very clear, clearly is the fire he had done several times in front of him .

Suddenly, ran min woke up from the real and incomparable dream . As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in a cold sweat and wiped it with his sleeve .

At this time, it was early in the morning, from a distant place came the sound of chickens .

Just wiped two sweats, ran min’s movement froze .

Mingming is just a dream, but all the experiences in that dream are still clear up to now .

He stood up .

Standing still, ran min did not move . That Chen’s a Rong was shut by himself? He once married her, but she was mercilessly off? Regardless of her father and brother, regardless of her no way to go?

She stood in the fire and stared at herself with tears, which was clearly the deep feeling he longed for all the time!

And the newly married wife, who was touched by her words in her dream . It’s ridiculous . In this world, who is used to being a wife and willing to be a concubine? What’s more, getting along with the person who took her wife?

When the newly married wife said this, she clearly wanted to put Chen’s a Rong beside her and humiliate her . And I can’t hear it? Think she’s kind?

How can I be stupid?

No, it won’t be true!

How could he marry Chen Rong without cherishing her? Such a woman, once he falls in love with someone, must go all out . In this dissolute world, how can he meet such a woman and not cherish her?

This is a strange dream!

Shaking his head, ran min, who could no longer be quiet, walked out .

After walking aimlessly for a while, the sky gradually brightened up .

At this time, he was shocked by a chant .

Looking back at the bald head in the morning fog, ran min frowned . He had long heard that in the past ten years, some bald heads came from Tianzhu far away to publicize the "Buddha" they trusted . Let alone, their scriptures and meanings have attracted many people’s attention in a short time .

When ran min looked at him, the bald head also found him .

He called out, "Amitabha Buddha," and asked, "benefactor, do you think?"

Ran Min stared at him and asked slowly, "if a person has a scene in his dream that he has never experienced, and it is very realistic, what’s the matter?"

"Amitabha Buddha," the monk said with his hands folded, "there is samsara in life, and there is a past life and a present life . Almsgiver seems to have dreamed about the past life! "

Dream of the past!

Dream of the past!

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