The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 65 Is it bitter?

Why are you crying?

Crying is not sadness; laughing is not happiness.

Faced with such words, the dreamer just chuckled.

Then, she fell again.

Song Lanyi also learned her way and settled down with one white piece.

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The screen turned around again.

It was a famine year and there was a severe drought in Kyushu, causing countless victims.

The green hills of the past have now become a bare patch. The weeds that were once bitter and unpalatable, and the hard and difficult-to-digest elm bark have now become the last straw.

On both sides of the road, people were dying of hunger, many of whom died from bloated stomachs after taking too much Guanyin soil.

A three-year-old girl was held by a woman, walking hurriedly on a mountain path in the night.

When they arrived at a mass grave, the woman threw the girl on a tomb full of weeds.

Her dark face was full of tears. She looked at the girl who was only skin and bones, her lips trembled slightly, and finally she could only turn her head away resolutely, "Son... don't blame mother for being cruel. If you want to blame, blame this person."

The world does not leave a way for people to survive..."

Before leaving, her face was full of sadness and despair, and she couldn't help but turn back again and look at the girl with thin and yellow hair.

She seemed to be saying to the girl, and she seemed to be saying to herself, "Let's go... It doesn't matter if we leave, this life will be too miserable..."

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"Is it bitter?" The girl looked at Song Lanyi with deep eyes, "Life is like a chess game, no matter who it is, it is controlled by the flag-bearer. And the so-called flag-holder is destiny. You have no control over your life. Do you think this life?

What else does it mean?”

Song Lanyi pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm not bitter. I have family, friends, and mentors. I'm happy for what I have, but never sad for what I've lost. I have too much.

I often wonder how virtuous and capable I am to have so much."

"So I am careful, I am cautious, and I am afraid of losing it all. But now, when I understand that I am the ninth generation of Taoism, I feel at ease. I have too much, so destiny allows me to accept the test. This is what I should do.

"

She looked at the girl and smiled softly, "What is bitterness? If there is no sweetness in this world, then where is the concept of bitterness?"

The girl raised her eyes and took another look at Song Lanyi. She saw that her black and white eyes were full of clarity, and she suddenly dropped her eyes, "Then what do you think of this one?"

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The picture changes again.

The scene that appeared this time was a beggar's den.

"Bitch! I asked you to go out to beg, and you only got two steamed buns? How is this enough to eat? Next time, I will just break your legs. Maybe I can earn two more steamed buns this way!"

The thirteen-year-old girl lowered her head, her sparse yellow hair was like weeds, her eyes were drooped, and she could only see a crow-green shadow cast by her eyelashes.

The man who spoke kicked him hard in the knees. After the girl knelt on the ground, he cursed and returned to the dilapidated and leaky temple.

That night.

Dark clouds cover the moon and strong wind blows.

In a corner of the temple, a cluster of sparks burst into flames.

Immediately afterwards, raging flames engulfed the entire temple.

The girl stood in front of the temple, looking intently at the Buddha enshrined in the temple. Suddenly, she struggled to lift a stone and hit the Buddha hard, breaking the clay sculpture into pieces.

After doing all this, she raised the hoe at the base of the wall.

As the fire filled the air, she smashed the hoe on the head of the man in the temple with an expression of indifference.

When the fire engulfed the blood, she slowly wiped the blood on her wrist, stood up, and slowly left the temple.

During this period, she never once looked back.

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"Do you know what I was thinking at that time?" The girl slowly raised her head and looked at Song Lanyi.

Her eyes were distant, as if she was looking back at that time.

"I have begged the gods and Buddhas in the sky countless times in the dark night and in my dreams. I heard that the Buddha can cut his flesh and feed it to the eagles. I don't ask for too much. I just want to live peacefully. But the gods and Buddhas

You have never heard the wish of a believer like me.”

At this moment, a cold smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"The gods and Buddhas can't protect me, so why... I can't replace the gods and Buddhas? The gods and Buddhas... oh, where did the gods and Buddhas come from? It's just a ridiculous dream of the world. I want to replace the gods and Buddhas, I, that is

It’s a dream.”

When Song Lanyi heard this, she didn't say anything, but continued to play.

As she made more moves, she became clearer about the dream owner's experience.

She saw the dreamer burning the temple, leaving his hometown, dragging his scarred body, and walking towards the so-called Shangjing bit by bit.

Going to Beijing is a wonderful place. It is a bustling place with countless princes, nobles and scholarly families.

In the early morning, officials in green robes and even ministers in scarlet robes could be seen everywhere.

The dreamer went from being a beggar to walking a rarely-known path.

This journey has been full of ups and downs, with few successes.

But she endured everyone's ridicule and fought and failed again and again.

"In my life, I have rarely won a victory since I became a saint. But I never care. I firmly believe that as long as I go further, one day I will also be invincible."

She turned her head and looked at the torrent of time behind her, "What did you see?"

This chapter is missing a few hundred words because it got stuck

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