But who would have thought that Yang Jinghong nodded indifferently and said: "Okay, no problem. As long as you want, let alone give you a Feng Shui shop, I can even invest in starting a business for you. The premise is that you must talk to your girlfriend Let’s break up and let’s be good buddies. After all, buddies are for life. What kind of partner do you want? You can’t trust me.”
I didn't expect her to agree so simply, which made me speechless. Then she seriously suggested that I consider it.
"Okay, okay, if you don't help pull me down, don't make things worse." My face tensed up, "I've been trying to persuade us to break up since I saw you today. How do you feel at ease?"
"A sincere heart that thinks about you." Yang Jinghong puffed up her chest and said, "Why don't you put aside my heart and see how red it is?"
"Go away, I don't have time to talk to you, I'm going to the bathroom!" I stood up depressed and walked to the bathroom.
I unbuttoned my belt and let myself go to my heart's content. At the same time, I felt quite disappointed with Yang Jinghong for not helping me. I really don't know why he was so hostile to Xiao Mengxin.
For my sake, is it okay?
I gave it to me depressedly. After I finished my convenience, I sent another message to my eldest sister, asking her how the test results were. The eldest sister replied and said she would wait until I got home.
I walked out of the bathroom and walked toward the dining table. When I looked up, I suddenly saw Yang Jinghong's side face and eyes looking out the window, which immediately made me stop in my tracks.
At this moment, Yang Jinghong's expression was very melancholy, and her eyes showed melancholy and sadness, as if she had thought of something sad, more like a lovelorn and drunk woman.
"Hasn't she never been in love? She is twenty-five years old and she is still an old maid." I whispered curiously in my heart, thinking that maybe every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
Seeing how pitiful she was, I didn't want to be angry with her anymore, so I walked over and teased her: "Hey, what are you thinking about? Do you miss a man?"
Yang Jinghong quickly came back to her senses, became serious, looked at me and said disdainfully: "Mom, will I miss a man? I will never fall in love in this life."
But after saying that, the look in her eyes when she looked at me suddenly became complicated, and I didn't pay too much attention.
After a while, I thought about the purpose of her coming to Hualian City, and finally couldn't help but asked curiously, "By the way, Sister Jinghong, can you tell me why you killed your father and that little man."
It's really not appropriate to ask about such private secrets, but I was really curious and under the influence of alcohol, I asked about it.
When Yang Jinghong heard this, his expression became sad again. He picked up the wine glass and shook it gently. The wine inside was like a heartbreaking whirlpool of past events, making people sink into it.
I had no hope of what she told me.
However, Yang Jinghong's eyes suddenly changed to reminiscence, and he said hoarsely: "I want to kill my dad because he killed my mom, and the method was very cruel."
After speaking, Yang Jinghong's expression became very painful.
I was shocked inside. I didn't expect her father to do such a thing, but why was this? What happened to her parents?
I suddenly felt that Yang Jinghong was a woman with a very interesting story. When she was bold, she was like a carefree man, and when she was sad, she was like an intoxicating and heart-wrenching rose.
In other words, she is like a dandelion seed floating in the sky, always drifting aimlessly in the wind, as if she is a child who cannot find the other side, and she is also like a person whose soul has no home.
I suddenly felt a little pitiful for her. At this moment, I didn't speak and wanted to be a silent listener.
"Haha, I don't want to say what happened to my parents." Yang Jinghong seemed to be talking to me again, and seemed to be talking to himself, looking at the glass of wine with distracted eyes, "As for why I killed that little man , you may not believe it when you say it, even I can’t believe it, haha..."
Her self-deprecating smile made me even more curious.
I asked directly, "Can you tell me, Sister Jinghong, that little man has a grudge against you?"
"No grudges. It can even be said that we are strangers." Yang Jinghong looked at me and took a sip of wine.
"We don't know each other? Then why do you kill people?" I became even more curious. Isn't there something wrong with this?
"Huh." Yang Jinghong took a deep breath, "Originally, this matter was a secret to me, and only my disciples knew about it. However, who told me to treat you as a buddy? It's okay to tell you."
"You say it, and I'll listen." I said expectantly.
Yang Jinghong took another deep breath and said, "Did you know? After my father killed my mother, he disappeared directly. Later, when I was seven years old, I met my master by chance..."
I listened to her story quietly. It was also at the age of seven that Yang Jinghong embarked on the path of spiritual practice. He was extremely talented and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. In just a few years, he surpassed all his brothers and reached the level of spiritual cultivation. The Dzogchen state of refining Qi and transforming into God.
I was quite shocked when I heard this. You must know that I have only reached the early peak state of the Second Zen Heaven when I was eighteen years old this year, which is equivalent to the early peak stage of refining qi and becoming a god.
As a result, Yang Jinghong reached the second stage of Dzogchen in just a few years. This talent is simply a monster.
"The concept of several years, ten years, and several years should not exceed five years, or even shorter. In other words, Yang Jinghong reached this state when he was about ten years old? A master who achieved perfection in refining energy and transforming into gods when he was about ten years old? Is she a monster?" I whispered in shock, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat.
She reached this level when she was about ten years old, so how terrifying is her cultivation now?
can not imagine.
"Master said that I am a peerless genius who is rarely seen in a hundred years, and that I am the person most likely to cultivate to the point of escaping from reincarnation. However, it is difficult to cross the realm of refining energy to become a god and the third stage of refining a god to return to the void. Countless practitioners are stuck in this Even after this step, he has not been able to succeed in his life. To reach this level, you need not only talent, but also a lot of luck." When Yang Jinghong said this, his expression suddenly became melancholy, "But, It only took me ten short years to overcome this huge obstacle and break through to the realm of refining gods and returning to the void."
really!
My pupils shrank, she was indeed a powerful figure who could turn gods into spirits at the age of 25. It was too shocking for a twenty-five-year-old master to turn gods into spirits.
However, one thing worries me very much. In the Taoist cultivation system, it takes ten years to cross the huge gap from refining Qi to transform into a god to refining a god to return to the void state, and that’s even for a genius like Yang Jinghong.
So, is there an insurmountable gap between the Second Zen Heaven and the Third Zen Heaven in our Buddhism? Can I successfully break through to the Third Zen Heaven?
Unfortunately, Zen is still sleeping now, so I can't know the answer. I think I should learn from the Buddhist scriptures like the old monk Meng Chan when I have time.
Yang Jinghong said leisurely: "I broke through to the realm of refining gods and returning to the void at the age of twenty-one. However, in the past four years, my cultivation level has not improved greatly, and my cultivation speed has also slowed down. Master finally calculated that, I'm in trouble!"
"What calamity?" I asked curiously.
"Haha, it's a love disaster." Yang Jinghong laughed at himself: "Master said that I would fall in love with a little man who is much younger than me, and calculated that he has already appeared in Hualian City, and he will become the greatest disciple of my practice. I can't be emotional about the obstacle. If I want to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, I must kill him!"
After finishing speaking, Yang Jinghong's eyes flashed with a cold light for a moment.
But I was very curious and surprised. I didn't expect that she killed the little man for this reason. Would being emotional lead to stagnant cultivation?
As for the cause of this disaster, it is estimated that there must be a deep cause and effect between her and that little man. Maybe they were enemies in the previous life.
However, in this life, can Yang Jinghong really kill the little man he fell in love with? I feel that this is a difficult choice.
"When Master told me that, I couldn't believe it." Yang Jinghong took a sip of wine and said with disdain in his eyes: "Mother, I have no interest in men to begin with, but he actually said that I would fall in love with someone younger than me. Many men, haha, how is this possible?"
When I heard this, I was curious about who this unfortunate little man was, and asked curiously, "You..."
