Chapter 751
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However, even though he had figured out the crux of the matter, it was still far too difficult to clear Xiahou Qing's name with this. They were like two fishes in a vast ocean. The terrifying storm twisted and spun, trapping them in the center. Looking around, there was no way to escape. Their backs were tightly intertwined. Even though they were so insignificant in this seemingly unbreakable disaster, they were still firm in their beliefs and would never compromise.
Ning Shu had already come in for a long time. If she delayed any longer, she was afraid it would arouse suspicion. Their tightly intertwined fingers were reluctant to part. Xiahou Qing's lips landed a precious and heavy kiss on her forehead. Then he released her and urged her to leave.
She bent her knees and bowed to him. She forced herself to turn around. "Take care, Young Master."
"Xiao Shu." He called out to her.
Ning Shu turned around. Her eyes were full of his reflection.
Xiahou Qing whispered, "I believe you."
He would not say anything. The capital city was dangerous. She had to leave here quickly to protect herself. Because he knew that even if he said anything, she would never listen. She was Ning Shu. Ning Shu was braver and more determined than most men in the world. Except for her, no one could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. She was the only one who could pull him away when he fell into thousands of confusion. Only she was Ning Shu.
Hearing the meaning behind these four words, Ning Shu's eyes, which were as shiny as black mercury, curved. Two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her smile was brighter than the light leaking through the window lattice. "Then I'll keep believing it."
Coming out of the pavilion, Master Miao Hong was already waiting there with a smile. Seeing her come out, he nodded and saluted. "Amitabha."
Ning Shu had doubled the salute. "Thank you for taking the risk to help. Ning Shu is very grateful."
Master Miao Hong waved his hand casually and said, "Well, Nanping Mansion has been guarding Yunyan for generations. Young Master Xiahou went to the frontier on behalf of his father at a young age to keep peace for the people. If I believed that he was a demon among the evil people, even Buddha would blame me for being blind. Moreover, Almsgiver's master had once shown great kindness to this poor monk. How can this poor monk stand by and watch? "
Ning Shu asked curiously, "Before my master passed away, he left me a handwritten record. It was written that if I encountered any trouble that I couldn't solve, I could come to you for help. As for the reason, my master didn't go into detail. Could I trouble you to tell me about the relationship between you and my master? Why haven't I heard of you or seen you in the past few years? "
Speaking of the past, the Maitreya smile on Miao Hong's face gradually melted and turned into a sigh. He lowered his head and twirled the prayer beads in his hand, slowly bowing to the distant sky, "Amitabha. "Amitabha, I have avoided that matter for half of my life. I thought that I would never mention it to anyone again. But I did not expect that I could not escape from what I wanted to avoid. As the only beloved disciple of Master Hui Ci, you should have heard her talk about the incident when she just came down from the mountain more than ten years ago. That incident made her suffer the consequences of her kindness. She was imprisoned and almost sentenced to death. In the end, she parted ways with the person she trusted most in her life and did not see him until she died. "
Ning Shu was shocked. "You mean that master received a girl's help not long after she left the valley. She tried to uphold justice for her but fell into the trap and was framed? What is your relationship with that girl? "
Miao Hong avoided her sight and bowed his head in shame. Every wrinkle on his face was written with regret. "I am her father."
Ning Shu opened her eyes wide in astonishment. She did not expect that all the opportunities would be traced back to here.
Master Miao Hong's voice was incomparably vicissitudes. "Back then, before I shaved my head to become a monk and converted to Buddhism, I had married a girl. However, I respected Buddhism since I was a child. Marrying a wife and having children was never my wish to live a peaceful life of farming and happiness. Even after I got married according to my parents' order, I still could not get rid of that thought. So one night, I left a letter of divorce and quietly left the house and never returned. However, I did not know that my wife was pregnant with my child at that time. I did not know that in order to raise the child, she had suffered so much and even contracted a serious illness. Finally, the mother and daughter had to go on the wrong path … When I got the news and went back to my hometown to look for them, I found that a big mistake had been made. It was too late. I have practiced Buddhism for half of my life and thought that I could deliver all living beings from suffering. In fact, I am the source of the extreme evil … I am ashamed to face Buddha, to face my wife and daughter, and even to your master … "
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