Little Brother, slow life in another world

Chapter 80

    Miao He froze slightly afterwards.

    After all, what the master said had affected Yang Dalang for many years. People were so reticent before, and secretly carrying unnecessary worries and heavy burdens. It can be said that this master has a "credit". Although Yang Dalang's mother asked for it, Miao He still didn't like people.

    Frowning slightly, Miao He pulled Yang Dalang and wanted to leave. "Do not bother. Inaccurate."

    Yang Dalang seedlings Wo looked back at, like hesitation, at this time, but heard "much!" "Greatly!"

    The original Yang Dalang arm in bread and corn bread seems to be aware of their Edie The mood is different, and the little painted sugar man who is holding in his hand quickly blocks him and wants to share Dad's food. Yuanyuan's big eyes are ignorant and concerned.

    Yang Dalang paused slightly and licked each gesture.

    Mantou Wotou giggled happily, and Yang Dalang couldn't help laughing too.

    Too. He should believe in himself, and he doesn't need to go to the master to prove that the order was wrong.

    Shaking off the hesitation in his heart, Yang Dalang looked at Miao He with warm eyes.

    "Well,

    let 's go." Miao He bent his eyes and hugged Yang Dalang. "Good!" It's

    just that Miao He's family is well grown and well dressed. A long stay on the side of the road can attract a lot of people's stops and eyes. Such being looked at from time to time, after all, attracted more attention.

    Just when the Miaohe family turned and walked a few steps, they suddenly heard a hoarse voice.

    "Amitabha Buddha, this Yang donor, please stay. Many years ago, I saw it by

    chance ." Yang Dalang stopped and turned around. "Long time no see, master."

    It was the master across the street who chased over.

    Seeing the master lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name again, Miao He quickly said, "I won't bother the master today. We still have things to go."

    Therefore, the eyes under the master's long eyebrows looked at Miao He and smiled hoarsely, "This brother does not need to worry. Lao Na came here just to say a word of sorry to Donor Yang."

    Yang Dalang's dark eyes still fluctuated.

    "Amitabha Buddha, Donor Yang, Lao Na must confess a mistake to you. In the past, Lao Na thought that destiny comes from reincarnation and must be freed by will. Now, Donor Yang has taught Lao Na a lesson. Lao Na is waiting for this cause and effect.

    Say thanks to Donor Yang." "Will?" Yang Dalang paused.

    The master smiled gently, "The donor understands it in his heart." After saying the Buddha's name, he turned around and walked away humorously.

    A few words, no beginning and no end.

    But Yang Dalang suddenly remembered the time of the carriage accident.

    The change of fate started from that moment.

    At that time, if he had already confessed his fate, Miao He, who had changed his soul, would also be seriously injured.

    ...So, will they be the same?

    Fortunately. He figured it out.

    He didn't want to complain. He wanted to get a love, willingly.