"Isn't this kind of thing supposed to come from from, where to go back, why do you have to carry it with you?" After thinking about it, it is normal for such a person to live for more than seventy years, even if he slowly develops a special habit - for a long time, there must be an interest in killing time, and the days will not be so difficult!

Glancing at Shang Wei's slanted gaze, Jing Wei said calmly: "It's profitable. ”

Wei Ji thought about it, took out the treasures obtained from the "fate" in the morning, and piled them all in front of the realm: "I don't need these, you can take them!"

After a moment of silence, I heard Jing Jingqing's cold laughter: "I don't need it anymore." Push the treasure back to the guard, and make room for the soft-skinned snake: "It's a bit risky, do you dare to try?"

Wei Jia looked at the soft-skinned snake that had been devastated by the disaster: "Since you have a way, why didn't you take it out earlier, but let us lose a day and a half in vain?"

Jing Wei: "Because you are only fifty percent sure, it's hard that no one will find it, and you will put your life into it." After a pause, he said, "I can't afford that kind of consequence." ”

It was she who put anxiety on her face and made him unable to see it, so she came up with this dangerous trick, in fact, she is also a gambler in essence - as long as there is a way, she will definitely try!

"What should I do?" asked Wei Jian calmly.

Jing Wei stretched out his hand and grabbed the snake's neck: "Anyone who can stand out from the crowd among his companions must have some extraordinary skills, and this little snake can become the leader because it has the ability to distinguish blood relatives through blood." ”

Wei Jian realized: "Just like my devouring crossing can find me through the smell, and this snake can find my father through the bloodline." Raising his arm and rolling up his sleeve, he suddenly remembered: "If it helped me find my father, it should be regarded as a betrayal of the realm, but you wanted to beat it back to its original form to avoid this situation at that time, and now it will obediently obey?"

Jing Jing said: "I have relieved its worries. ”

Hearing him say this, Wei Ji took out the Long Yuan sword and slashed it on his wrist: "Without further ado, it is important to find my father." ”

But he was stopped by the situation: "Slow." ”

Wei Ji raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"This sword can slash demons and ward off evil spirits, so after being stabbed by you, its wound has not healed so far, and I have tried many methods, but you have also seen that it is now weak like this, and its ability is not as good as before, and it is bound to absorb more blood, but there is no guarantee that it will definitely be able to find Ling Zun. ”

Wei Ji, who had decided to gamble, said disapprovingly: "It's okay, I have a lot of blood, isn't it fifty percent sure!"

Jing Wei explained the benefits and disadvantages to her one by one: "But you must know that Ling Zun has been in the illusion for many days, and he may not be able to recognize you, if you find him, and he refuses to go with you, in case something goes wrong again, you have lost too much blood and are too weak, and you will be ...... with one enemy."

Wei Jian smiled softly: "You can rest assured of this, there are still relatives in the family who are looking forward to my reunion, and there are benefactors waiting for me to rescue me in dangerous places, although my life is rotten, but I can't make a mistake, seeing that the situation is not good, I will know how to make trade-offs." ”

Now, what is there to be entangled, the two of them hit it off, of course, there is no need to cut his wrists with a sword, it is a waste everywhere, Jing Wei came over with a snake neck, and Wei Jian put his wrist on its kiss, it is like a hungry baby who finally catches the full milk ~ room, and sucks it in one gulp.

Seeing that it had not stopped, Jing Wei made a decisive move and forced it to loosen its mouth: "Are you still going to swallow her whole person?

The guard took the strip of cloth to wrap the wound, and squinted at the soft-skinned snake: "I hurt your body, you drink my blood, and it can be counted as two clear, please leave my father's affairs to me!"

Whether it's God's love or the soft-skinned snake's urgency, anyway, fifty percent of the good luck was bumped into by the guard, when she saw the gentle and smiling father in the door, it made her feel more cordial than ever, and then heard her father say: "It turned out to be a little master." Looking down at this disguise, not to mention her father, who has only met her a handful of times, even if she brings her to her aunt who sees her every day, she may not be able to recognize her, so she tentatively said: "The little monk's name is Song." ”

Hearing her name be announced, her father's expression remained unchanged, and he echoed: "Master Song." "I don't recognize her.

Knowing oneself and knowing the other can survive a hundred battles, anyway, there is still time, first mix in to find out where the root of her father's illness is, so as to prescribe the right medicine, thinking of this, Wei Jian picked up the golden bowl and pretended: "The little monk happened to pass through this place and wanted to spend one night in your mansion." ”

Her father looked up at the sun, which was still far away from the West Mountain, raised his eyebrows and said, "Staying overnight?" There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although this excuse has reached a new height, it can be seen that her father is calm enough and will not close the door and let the dog go. ”

"Ah Yi, but there are guests?" asked slowly, just like a good voice on a jade plate.

"It's a little master who wants to stay at home for a night. His father replied calmly.

"The neighbors are all rich people, but the little master just stopped outside our door, this is fate, you actually blocked him there, what is the reason?" I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, with a high bun on her head, wearing a complicated skirt, looking forward to all the amorous, behaving with dignity, and really beautiful, she walked over with a bulging lower abdomen and a graceful step.

Wei Ji remembered that he was a monk at the moment, although he was only "monked" yesterday, and he couldn't reach the level of half-hanging, but he also knew that when he met a female bodhisattva, he couldn't look at it blatantly in front of his husband - if he didn't know how to beat her, although her father couldn't beat her, he could completely shut her out of the door and not allow her to go in and step on the plate to reads;.

Therefore, after a glance, Wei Yan's gaze stopped on the hibiscus hairpins between the clouds and temples of a gorgeous and delicate woman who did not look like a human being, and her eyes were astringent with the gorgeous red thorns, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes as cover.

Her father listened to the woman's words, immediately reflected on his faux pas, and welcomed her warmly into the door.

Jing Jing said that the dwellings designed by the construction of the landscape are of uniform specifications, arranged vertically and horizontally, and the whole city is in order, but the home in the minds of each "resident" is different, so the scenery in the courtyard is "designed" by themselves.

When the guard stepped in, he saw that the courtyard was full of scorching and blooming hibiscus, obviously so cold - it can be seen that her father is not just sick, he is simply poisoned!

The courtyard door closed behind her, cutting off a small world that her father had always dreamed of.

There is only him and her in his heart, the woman looks like a person with ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, and she has a stomach, so Wei Yi, who has always pursued the principle of "gentleman and far cook", rolled up his sleeves and got busy in the kitchen.

Wei Yi followed the woman into the hall, and after taking a seat, Wei Yi brought tea and fruits, and took advantage of the moment when Wei Jia lowered his head to hold the tea bowl, and secretly shook the woman's hand before withdrawing.

Wei Ji, who captured Wei Yi's small action, was stunned - it turned out that her father still had such a side!

"Where did the little master come from?" the woman asked softly.

Wei Jia looked up, yes, where did she come from? His gaze slowly lowered again, falling on the woman's bulging lower abdomen, her mother was twenty-two years old when she and Ya Jia were old, and the woman in front of her was obviously less than twenty years old, so the child hidden under this bulging belly was definitely not their sister.

"Little master?" Before she could answer, the woman couldn't help but speak again.

Wei Jian came back to his senses and said nonsense: "The little monk came from outside. ”

The woman smiled: "Yes, compared to ordinary people such as me, the little master is indeed from outside the square." After a little hesitation, he said: "The disciple recently accidentally got the translation of the "Tao Xing Prajna Sutra" and "Dousha Sutra" by Master Zhi Lou Jia, as well as the translation of "The Bodhisattvas Seek Buddha Sutra" translated by Nie Daozhen. ”

What Zhi Lou Jia, what "Bodhisattvas Seek Buddha Sutra", I have never heard of it, she has read little, she was very successful as a "martial artist" in her previous life, she is far behind pretending to be a literati, people are interlaced like mountains, and she is even more 108,000 miles away from other monks: "The little monk has just entered the Buddhist gate, and he is correcting the asceticism, Buddhist scriptures or something, and he has not yet been contacted." "Continue to talk nonsense, I don't know if it's in the right place, play a big knife in front of Guan Gongmen, if you don't get it right, you will be hacked to death......

The guard was wearing monk's robes outside, but he was silently praying in his heart: Taishang Laojun bless me!

"It's the disciple who is abrupt. I don't know if she is playing a round, or if she really thinks that the ascetic who knows at a glance that the climate is not good for discussing the Buddhist scriptures is her own inconsiderate.

Looking at the woman's gentle smile, Wei Jian suddenly remembered those legends about her biological mother - her biological mother personally traveled among famous women for the career future that her father had in mind...... Maybe the woman in front of her is just habitually chatting with the guests who enter the door, but she just turned it up a little higher, she really can't keep up with the rhythm of the woman, it's really embarrassing!

After pondering for a moment, Wei Jian tentatively took the initiative to provoke the conversation: "The hibiscus in the female Bodhisattva's house is blooming very well. ”

The woman's smile was instantly dazzling: "The disciple especially likes this flower, every time the clumsy man meets a new species, he bothers to transplant them back, but all of them survive, it is really considered a disciple's luck;." ”

In fact, if you look closely, Wei Ji's eyebrows are very similar to the woman in front of her, but what she has seen and heard from the past life to this life, how can she believe that her father is actually her biological mother, and sometimes, she is even wondering whether her father loves her biological mother, in her opinion, her mother is a stepping stone carved from beautiful jade, and Baba is sent to her father's feet, for her father who is eager to go to the next level, there is no reason not to step on it?

So from the beginning when Jing Jing asked her, she didn't think that it would be her mother who would feed her father, as for the woman in front of her, whether it was her mother or not, she would know as soon as she asked, of course, as a monk, it was not good to ask the name of the lady directly, so Wei Yan made a detour: "Before the little monk came here, he stayed in the mansion of the famous man Huan Henghuan, and there was also such a bright hibiscus in his backyard." ”

The woman said: "Don't hide it from the little master, Huan Cheng is the uncle of the disciple's hall." He pointed casually: "Those few plants were obtained from the uncle's mansion in the disciple's hall." ”

Wei Ji's eyes astringent again, she stiffly turned her gaze away, and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the little monk and the female Bodhisattva family are really destined!" This woman is really her mother's appearance.

There was a ball of dry flour in her head, and now she was filled with water, and it was almost a mess, what was going on with her father and her mother?

If there is love, for more than ten years, how can her father ignore their sisters, don't they all say that they love the house and Wu, not to mention that they are still the flesh and blood left by her mother for him with her life?

If there is love, it will take a few years to get married, just because her mother can't have children for the time being, her father can't wait to drill her mother's friend's hibiscus account, and then carry her mother's friend home happily?

If there is love, will she start to use her mother's dowry to buy a big house to raise a little woman and give birth to a fat son when her mother's bones are not cold?

But if she wants to say that her father doesn't love her mother, how could she leave behind the affairs of her family and country, which are more important than her own life, and be trapped by this puppet.

Yes, judging from the reflection reflected on the water surface of the golden bowl, this doll and her Noel are of the same kind.

Look at the bulging belly again, yes, her mother got pregnant not long after she got married, but her father was too busy and ignored her mother's physical condition, and her mother had to be idle, and she had to run for her father's future with no connections and no relationship, so that she overworked and had a miscarriage when she was six months pregnant.

So her mother's appearance before giving birth, successfully subdued her father - is it because of guilt in her heart, so she dreams to compensate?

Her mother stroked her lower abdomen and repeated softly: "This is the blessing of the disciple." ”

Wei Ji followed her mother's movements and looked over, suddenly remembered Yu Jiang, pondered for a moment, and said: "Actually, the little monk is also lucky, not only was he stayed overnight by Duke Huan, but he also borrowed it to live in Yu's house a few days later, and the female Bodhisattva called Ah Jiang in his family also personally served the little monk a meal!"

Her mother's expression remained unchanged, and she still smiled gently: "The little master said that he had just entered the Buddhist sect, but the disciple's eyes did not match this appearance, and it was reasonable that he could be regarded as a guest by the Huan Yu family, how could he say that he was lucky?"

When it came to Huan Gong, her mother took the initiative to bite the hook and mentioned Yu Jiang, but her mother was indifferent, bit her lower lip, thought about it, and did it again: "That Yu Jiang also mentioned to the little monk that she admired Wei Yi, the son-in-law of the Huan family, very much. "A good monk wouldn't say that, the Buddha forgave her!

Her mother muttered and repeated: "Wei Yi, the son-in-law of the Huan family, is it a clumsy husband!" raised her eyes and looked at Wei Yi: "You said Yu Jiang?"

Wei Jia nodded: "Yes, Yu Ajiang." He pretended to be surprised again: "It turns out that Wei Yi is the husband of the female Bodhisattva, and the little monk is really rude!" But after the insincere apology, she had to emphasize again: "But she said that she has always admired the husband of the female Bodhisattva;

Seeing her mother raise her hand and tap her temples, Wei Jian secretly thought: It turns out that her habitual action comes from her mother!

"Yu's Ah Jiang - which one is it?"

Wei Yu's eyes widened in surprise, her mother didn't know about Yu Jiang? Anyone who knew her mother knew that her mother had already formed a friendship with Yu Jiang at this time, so how could she not know about such a close relationship?

"I heard that she is a side daughter, but she is a shrewd person, and she is very pleased with her mother-in-law, so she was raised by her mother-in-law's side, and her daughter's food and clothing are not worse than those of her relatives, and she has also reached the marriageable age, and many people have come to propose marriage, but they are all ordinary fools, not a good match. As soon as she heard this, she knew that she was not a serious monk, but her mother was bluffed and didn't pay attention to this, so she continued to pretend: "Hey, since the female bodhisattva is the wife of Lord Wei, how can she not know Yu Jiang, she also told the little monk that she is like a sister with the wife of Lord Wei, and she will see each other every now and then." ”

Her mother frowned and thought for a while, and then chuckled: "Since she is a sister-in-law who has not been out of the cabinet, how can she claim to admire a married man, the little master laughed." ”

Wei Ji kept a straight face, and said serious nonsense: "I dare to say this before I leave the cabinet, if I say this again when I become a parent, something will happen." ”

It seems that her puppet mother's wooden head is not a lump of paste, and she was not taken into the ditch: "It's the little master who is sophistry, whether it is a good woman who is out of the cabinet or not out of the cabinet, she will not say this, not to mention that the Yu family is a famous family, even if it is a side branch, there are rules, and Ah Jiang, who was raised by her mother-in-law, if she puts this kind of words on her lips, I am afraid that the Yu family will not let her out to meet people." ”

This is true, if Yu Jiang had been preaching everywhere that she had a crush on her father, her mother would not have been good with her, Wei Jian haha: "Oh, it's probably the little monk who remembered it wrong, but the female bodhisattva really didn't recognize Yu Jiang?"

Her mother shook her head: "I'm sorry, the disciple really doesn't recognize me." ”

Wei Jia pretended to be puzzled and muttered: "But when the little monk left the Yu Mansion, she also specially asked the little monk that if she had the opportunity to go to the Wei family, she must tell the wife of the Wei Shi Master, and when she is free in a few days, she will come to the house to live for a while." ”

Her mother raised her eyebrows: "The meaning of the little master's words, could it be that he didn't pass by by accident, but came deliberately?"

Wei Jian decided to gamble again, and instead of answering, she asked, "If the little monk didn't pass by by accident, would the female bodhisattva kick the little monk out?"

Her mother looked at her for a long time, and finally laughed again: "How can it be, the disciple and the little master are very close to each other, no matter where the little master comes from, since seeing each other is fate, you should cherish it." ”

Wei Jian seems to have low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but in fact, his eyes fall on the golden bowl, this is the magic weapon that the realm has spent decades to build, after the water is stored, it is clearer than the bronze mirror, at this moment in the eyes of her and her father, the graceful and luxurious Huan Xin, in the golden bowl, although it is also vivid, but after all, it is just a clay wood carving, if you have never seen each other, it is just that, after seeing it, and then look at the truth, how can you not be melancholy?

I can't help but fantasize, if this qiē is true, then is it possible that what her mother said about "even fate" is not a polite courtesy, but out of a sense of intimacy connected by blood, and a closeness from the heart?

Looking up and meeting her mother's eyes again, how sincere those eyes were, sincerity made her feel like a despicable villain with bad intentions!

Take a deep breath, look down at the golden bowl again, to the puppet, the guilt is not so heavy, and she will not forget the purpose of this trip, since "her mother" has said that she will cherish fate, she will definitely not be driven out, and then look at her father's obedient appearance before, even if she knows that her purpose is not pure, for the sake of her mother's face, it is impossible to do anything to her, so it doesn't matter if she has to inch in a little?