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Chapter 11 Bodhisattva Heart? Past!

Xue Yuran sat quietly aside. Hearing the monk's resentful words, he asked: "You were injured so badly. Since you have escaped from death, why didn't you choose to hide and recuperate instead of kidnapping me here? This will only increase your chances of being caught.

risk.”

Wu Ai snorted disdainfully: "Hmph! Do you think a person like me would be afraid of any risks? I am arresting you just to make the arresting officers anxious. Let them cling to the tiniest hope in their incompetence and wait for the pain to wear off.

When they finally find your broken and rotting corpse, they will be a hundred times more painful and angry. This is what I want! Haha! Haha!"

After saying that, he burst out laughing wildly.

It seemed that just imagining this scene made him happy. Even the pain on his body was temporarily forgotten.

However, the monk's madness and cold-bloodedness did not scare Xue Yuran in the slightest. On the contrary, it made her feel that the monk was even more pitiable.

After a moment of silence, Xue Yuran raised his head and said again: "You lost our bet. You should let me go."

Wu Ai argued with a straight face: "I didn't lose! Our bet is that if the chief arrest officer can find you within five days, I will not kill you. At the time of the bet, Luo Fan was not the chief arrest officer.

You are from the company. And you have already returned home, so I will let you go. This is the second time I have arrested you, so it does not count as a breach of contract."

Xue Yuran didn't care about the monk's quibbles. It was useless to argue with a desperado. She talked to Wu Ai just to delay time and get closer to him.

On the contrary, Xue Yuran seemed to be worried about the monk and advised him with concern: "You are seriously injured, don't have too many distracting thoughts. Make sure you get more rest. Otherwise, if you are caught again, you will not have a chance to escape."

Hearing Xue Yuran's concern, Wu Ai admired him.

Facing such a vicious person like herself, she never showed a trace of fear or disgust. He had never seen this kind of calmness and calmness in the old monks in the temple.

Wu Ai nodded and said: "You are really different from other women. When they were caught, they all cried and made noise, which made people upset! Some even cursed and insulted my character! I will send them all to the Western Paradise with one slap. You

It's very calm and makes me feel at peace. Don't worry, I won't let you die too quickly, that will take away a lot of fun. When I recover from my injuries, I will torture you a hundred times to see how many days you can calm down!

"

Luo Fan was lying under a big tree, listening to the conversation between the two from a distance. He couldn't help but smile.

Xue Yuran was indeed a little clever, and he established a special connection with the murderer in a short period of time. The monk was reluctant to kill her, but he could always live a few more days.

Just when Luofan was admiring him, Xue Yuran suddenly changed the subject!

Hear her say: "Actually, I can understand you. Your daughter was brutally murdered, but you can't do anything about it. You are full of suffering, and no one shares it. You kidnapped other people's daughters, and you just want the world to understand the pain of losing your loved ones.

.You are also a poor father and a poor husband."

The secret in his heart was suddenly revealed. Wu's face darkened for a moment, and his voice suddenly became cold: "How do you know about me? Who told you?"

Luo Fan rolled his eyes again with contempt!

As soon as he said she was smart, she started to act stupid. Okay, why are you exposing other people's scars? Isn't this a tiger plucking hair from its head and seeking death? At such a long distance, if the monk really had murderous intentions, it would be too late to save him.

!

As smart as Xue Yuran, he could naturally realize that Wu Ai was on the verge of rage at this time.

But she still ignored the risk and continued to say words that could make the monk furious: "Seven years ago, your daughter was kidnapped, and the chief arrest officer did not find her for you. Five months later, your wife died of depression.

, you became a monk. Six months ago, the body of a woman was found in a dry well in Dongqi Town. The woman was tied with iron ropes and thrown into the well. Because no one rescued her, she eventually starved to death. She must be your daughter."

Xue Yuran's words were calm, as if he was telling a distant and unreal story. But this story was like a sharp dagger, suddenly tearing open Wu Ai's heart!

Wu was so angry that he strangled Xue Yuran's slender neck with one hand! He struggled and endured! Resisting the urge to strangle her to death! He was so excited that blood oozed from his injured hand again!

The pain that had been buried in his heart for many years was exposed, and his anger and shame reached its peak at this time! If anyone were in front of him, Wu Ai would break their neck without hesitation!

But he was reluctant to kill Xue Yuran. In just a few days of getting along, she seemed to have become his only connection in the world. She was the only one who really understood his heart.

Wu Ai yelled angrily: "How do you know this? Who told you!"

Facing the ferocious and angry monk, Xue Yuran looked calm and showed no fear. He was as calm as the Bodhisattva in the temple who calmly looks at the world.

She knew that based on what she just said, the monk could lose his mind and kill herself! So she was also betting that the monk would not kill her.

And she did this not to show off her cleverness, but to enable Wu Ai to face the nightmare in his heart. Only by facing the pain head-on can the demonic obstacles in his heart be reduced and he be able to let go.

If the monk can let go of his hatred, it will be a good thing for the monk, for himself, and even for the women who may be killed by Wu Ai in the future.

Buddhists often say, If I don't go to hell, who will? Xue Yuran also has this realization.

She is not what Luo Fan thinks, just a young lady who is stupid because of studying in her boudoir! If she is really in a desperate situation and cuts her flesh to feed the eagles, she will absolutely have the courage to do it!

Moreover, this time she made the right bet. At least Wu Ai has no murderous intention towards her now, otherwise the strength in his hands would not be so appropriate.

Faced with Wu Ai's roar, Xue Yuran calmly explained: "Last night, I returned home and read your monk registration. Your home is in Dongqi Town, Qicheng, and your common name is Jiao Shun! I have read all the crime files in Qicheng over the years.

.Knowing your name means I know your past."

Wu Ai glared angrily, the scar was revealed and there was no need to cover it up.

He began to vent his inner pain indiscriminately: "You are indeed smart! But what's the use of being smart! Why was it that no one could rescue my daughter seven years ago! The chief arrest officer is hypocritical and is a waste of scum. He talks nice.

, but never take the lives of ordinary people seriously. My daughter was lost, and you gave up after looking for it for two days. My daughter died of starvation. She was under the deserted well in the village. She was starved to death alive.

.If you don’t save my daughter, I will kill you ladies from rich families and let your parents feel my pain! Especially you! Killing you is the best evidence to prove the incompetence of the Chief Inspector!"

Xue Yuran's face was full of compassion, and she sighed softly: "What a pity for the hearts of parents in the world! Although you entered Buddhism early, you are still just a poor father. I, the Buddha, am merciful, and I will definitely be able to save your daughter, and she will reach bliss early."

When Wu Ai heard this, he put down his arms and his lapels were stained with tears.

Seven years! He has never forgotten his young and lively daughter! Day and night, he kept thinking about it. He knelt in front of the Buddha countless times and swore that he would trade his own life for his daughter's life. Unfortunately, reality shattered all his hopes.

fantasy.

Infinite longing turned into a bottomless sea of ​​resentment, which finally led him to a path of no return. He chose to take revenge on the world and let others suffer with him!

The monk was immersed in pain and felt sad for a moment.

Although Xue Yuran uncovered his scars, he finally gave the painstaking man a chance to share his pain.

Seeing that the monk was obsessed with sadness and couldn't extricate himself, Xue Yuran kindly advised: "Although you have been a Buddhist for many years, you have always been suffering in the sea of ​​suffering. Hate is the real hell, and love is the redemption of the past. Only by letting go of sadness and resentment can people truly be free.

Only when you are free can you see the light of life. I am also someone else's daughter. I know that my father's love for me is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. But in the same way, no daughter does not love her father. There is no daughter who does not love her father.

I hope to see my father suffer. I believe your daughter also hopes that you will not dwell on the past and hope that you can be truly happy."

Faced with Xue Yuran's constant temptation, Wu Ang Binghan's heart suddenly trembled.


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