Far away in Gusu, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, in a village surrounded by water, Daiwa powder wall.

The cold winter of the northern country only turned into a slight chill here, accompanied by the plum outside the door, curling and spreading.

Yuan Hui sat in the clean open room, her eyes slightly closed, as if she could hear the beautiful sound of the reincarnation of all things in the world.

On the corridor outside the door, a man hurried in, and the Confucian robes rustled against the round pebbles.

"It's just been a few quiet days, why have you become so impatient again?"

Yuan Hui, who was participating in meditation, was disturbed, and could only open his eyes and look at the comer.

Song Changqing lifted his robe and sat down on the futon in front of him, frowning slightly:

"The news from the north came - the prince of Qin was quite benevolent and did not do it directly, but the emperor was reluctant to take the throne. ”

"At this point, what else does he want?"

The solemnity of the treasure on Yuan Hui's face was broken in an instant, and he could no longer maintain the demeanor of a high monk.

Song Changqing sighed:

"Who knows what he wants? It is said that he wants to meet the princess of the Qin Dynasty. ”

"The ...... of the princess of the King of Qin"

Yuan Hui lowered her head and groaned, once again thinking of the woman who borrowed the corpse to return her soul, and seemed to have a realization in her heart:

"That's it, he wants to see it, there must be his sake, then let's wait, as long as there is no longer a river of blood like in his previous life, it is not impossible to fulfill his obsession. ”

Song Changqing couldn't help but frown:

"I always heard you talk about the world becoming a purgatory on earth in your previous life, but I died early, and you didn't tell me carefully what was going on. ”

The plum blossoms outside the door were swaying in the wind, and a few withered flowers fell on the water, waving slightly, but Yuan Hui's heart was because of Song Changqing's words.

"Changqing, I never talked about it carefully to you, because it was so miserable...... Today, that nightmare seems to be over, and I can tell you about it, perhaps. ”

"The queen Xu Chenghuan, who committed suicide, was posthumously named Queen Xiaoyuan, you know this, but you don't know that the body of Queen Xiaoyuan was not buried in the imperial mausoleum. ”

"What's the matter? Could it be that the emperor has killed us ministers, and someone can stop him?"

Song Changqing felt incredible.

Yuan Hui smiled bitterly and shook her head:

"Of course not. It's not that someone prevented him from burying Empress Xiaoyuan in the imperial mausoleum, but that he didn't plan to let Empress Xiaoyuan be buried in the tomb at all. ”

"What does the emperor want to do?"

"He'......"

Yuan Hui still thinks it's ridiculous when she thinks about it:

"From the moment Empress Xiaoyuan hanged herself, he was probably crazy. ”

"He has killed so many people, he has no scruples, no matter how chaotic the world is, it seems that it has nothing to do with him, he only asks the immortals and asks, seeking a way to bring people back to life - he actually wants to summon the soul of Empress Xiaoyuan and bring her back to life!"

Everybody knew it was impossible, but he didn't believe it. You are all dead, and no one will dare to admonish him anymore. He summoned the famous monks and Taoist priests of Daqi, including me. ”

Song Changqing exclaimed in a low voice:

"He even arrested you?"

"Yes, I am burdened with the false name given by the world, how could he miss me? Unfortunately, there is no way for me to bring a dead person back to life. ”

"In the end, all the monks and Taoist priests who couldn't think of a way were killed, and I was the only one who escaped from the palace and went all the way south. ”

"I have seen with my own eyes, including you, countless heads being hung on the morning door, and countless ministers who have raided their homes and exterminated their clans. The roads of the imperial city were paved with blood, and the panicked people ran in all directions, and the whole capital was filled with the smell of blood. ”

Yuan Hui slowly told Song Changqing about the last tragic image of his previous life, and when he recalled everything, he seemed to be in the scene again, and his cheeks twitched slightly:

"The officials of the capital were slaughtered, and the king of Qin gathered the old army in the northwest, intending to go north. When Empress Xiaoyuan's elder brother Xu Chenglin heard of her death, he immediately raised a banner in the southeast to rebel, and King Ning colluded with his own sister, Princess Huijun, to ascend the throne. Only the king of Jin rose up to be the king of Qin, but he failed to succeed and died in the fiefdom of Hedong. ”

"And the major families, each with their own support, all sides are fighting, and wars are burning everywhere in the world, sweeping every inch of Daqi. ”

"People are displaced, bandits are rampant, people are killed everywhere, people are ruined everywhere, human lives are like mustard, and the living are worse than dogs. The world has become purgatory, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens are powerless, so they can only cry out and cry bitterly......"

The Buddha beads in Yuan Hui's hand rotated faster and faster as he narrated, until they suddenly burst open, and the warm Buddha beads fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and he slowly opened his eyes that had been closed.

When he opened his eyes, he seemed to be able to get rid of the overwhelming blood.

Looking at Song Changqing, who was already stunned, Yuan Hui eased her mind before revealing a pale smile:

"However, these are also things later, you died early, the emperor also died early, you can't see this, it's really lucky. ”

"I'm the only one who has seen all the life and death in this world, and I'm tormented. ”

"From that time on, I really regretted it...... Why should we meddle in this business?

Song Changqing lowered his head, not daring to look at Yuan Hui's eyes, he was afraid that he would see the blood and tears of the people in the world after his death.

"And by the time I saw all the sights along the way, I had no thought of anything, I just hoped that it would end as soon as possible, as soon as possible. ”

"I waited two years, three years...... I waited for seven years, and after waiting for so long, there was no final result in this dispute. ”

"I had no choice but to make a big wish, willing to trade my life and the next life for a chance to start over. ”

Song Changqing was puzzled:

"That means that in your previous life, you didn't see the prince of Qin ascend to the throne with your own eyes, so how can you be sure that he will be the final victor?"

"Because when I was determined to leave, I heard that Xu Chenglin had occupied Jiangnan, but he had not established himself as a king, and had clearly supported the king of Qin. And the Cui family, the head of the family, has already made a choice by marrying the eldest daughter to the prince of Qin. With the support of these two parties, do you need to talk about the results?"

"No wonder you have always wanted to get involved in the marriage of the prince of Qin in this life...... It's a pity that you didn't wait long, and if you wait, the world might be peaceful. ”

Song Changqing couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan Hui paused and sighed:

"On my way south from the capital, there was a little novice who followed me, and he advised me to do the same. ”

"But Changqing, I am a disciple of Buddhism, how can I bear to watch the common people suffer like this day by day? I can't wait, I can't wait......"

Song Changqing didn't say anything more, he has been a man for two lives, a friend for many years, he knows Yuan Hui's personality very well-

When he is detached, he is as clear as a god and Buddha, but when he is stubborn, he is also stubborn like a demon, at that time, who can persuade him?

"Then in the end, did Empress Xiaoyuan still fail to settle in the ground?"

Now thinking of the woman who was forced to death by their joint efforts, Song Changqing always felt guilty.

Yuan Hui shook her head again:

"I don't know. In that situation, who would care about the whereabouts of Empress Xiaoyuan's body? I only vaguely heard later that Xiao Shaoyun ordered people to search for a crazy Taoist priest all over the world, and I don't know if he found it. ”

"Anyway, after I went south, he was already dead, perhaps, Empress Xiaoyuan has also been buried with him, perhaps, they were each crushed into mud in the war, who knows. ”

After being silent for a moment, Song Changqing said:

"I wish someone would bury her alive and bury her...... It's just that a person like Xiao Shaoyun can only care about his own obsessions, no matter how much of the flood behind him, what qualifications does he have to hold the throne again? Only you are merciful and can say the words that fulfill his obsession. ”

"In the past, I had a demonic obstacle in my heart and hated him very much, but now that I think about it, he is also a sentient being, how can he not have an obsession? The Buddha said, all living beings are equal, and it is also his sin to come to him after two lifetimes and taste love and sorrow to the fullest, so why can't I give him a trace of mercy?"

Song Changqing didn't like to hear Yuan Hui say such things, so he got up and picked up the Buddha beads scattered on the ground one by one and put them away, before he said:

"If you want mercy, have mercy, but when you have nothing to do, read a few scriptures for Empress Xiaoyuan and overtake her—after all, she is the most innocent person from beginning to end. ”

Yuan Hui nodded in agreement, but there was an unpredictable smile in her eyes:

"In my previous life, I also spent time for her, but in this life, I still pray for her, but I pray for her peace and joy in her life. ”

After Song Changqing left, Yuan Hui got up and sat in front of the Buddha shrine, holding the rosary beads with one hand and knocking on the wooden fish with the other.

At the foot of Yan Mountain, except for the undulating mountains or the exposed black rocks, there is a white expanse everywhere.

After having nothing to do, Ah Hua played happily in the snow for a while, and then went back to the camp to find Shaohui.

Shao Hui is making a small piece of clothing for a baby, and Qiu Yue and Qiu Yu are surrounding her and praising her.

"Shake Hui, your hands are too skillful, this carp embroidery is so beautiful!"

Qiuyue and Qiuyu are both swords, and the female workers are not good masters, and when they saw that Shaohui embroidered a big golden carp in half a day, they were immediately envious.

Shao Hui bit the thread and smiled proudly:

"The two sisters are really laughing! Where is this good-looking, a good-looking carp needs more than a dozen kinds of embroidery thread, and it is not something that can be embroidered in a day and a half! It's just that the child's skin is delicate, and he can't embroider too many things on the clothes he wears, so as not to make do with him, and we don't have any beautiful embroidery threads at this time, so we can only make do with it like this. ”

Ah Hua leaned over and looked at it, and shook her head:

"That's okay? I don't even know how to use a needle. ”

"Look at who dares to marry you in the future, but you must not wear rags!"

Shao Hui habitually muttered a sentence to her, and then folded the clothes and stood up:

"The princess has also slept for so long, you don't know how to take a look, just take care of play!"

Ah Hua disagreed:

"It's good if the princess can sleep, if she sleeps well, His Royal Highness can raise it well!"

Shao Hui was about to walk over to take a look, when he heard the anxious shout of His Royal Highness the Prince from the camp tent of the princess:

"Huanhuan!

The faces of several people changed in unison, and they walked over quickly, only to see His Royal Highness the Prince of the World leaning over beside the Princess, calling the name of the Princess of the World one after another, but the sleeping woman seemed to have some nightmare, her expression was painful, she held her abdomen tightly, tossing and turning, but she never woke up!

Hearing their footsteps, Xiao Shaotang suddenly turned his head, and his voice was full of anxiety:

"Let you look at the princess, that's how you serve?!"

Several people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and didn't dare to make a sound, only Shao Hui was shocked, regardless of whether it would anger Xiao Shaotang, and threw herself on Bai Chenghuan's bedside:

"This is a nightmare, I have to wake her up!"

The princess has had nightmares before, but it doesn't seem to be a good thing every time!

"Huanhuan!"

Xiao Shaotang couldn't care about getting angry anymore, turned his head and continued to call her name - of course he knew that she was a nightmare, but how to make her wake up?!

"Princess, Miss, Miss!"

Shao Hui pounced and shouted again and again, but Bai Chenghuan never opened his eyes.

Ah Hua spoke timidly:

"Your Royal Highness, do you want to invite a Taoist priest to call the soul for the princess? I used to hear people say that nightmares are all people who are hooked in their dreams, so you have to do it!"

"No way!"

Shao Hui immediately vetoed it.

What is going on with the soul of the princess, she couldn't be clearer!

Wouldn't it be even worse if some Taoist priests saw the clue in such a situation?

Xiao Shaotang also thought of this possibility, gritted his teeth, and commanded:

"Sanxi, you go to the capital in person and invite Zhan Shichun to come over!"

If there is any Taoist priest in the world who will not hurt Cheng Huan, he can only believe in Zhan Shichun!

Sanxi lifted the curtain without hesitation and left, but everyone knew that this was far water that could not quench the thirst of the near, and this time and again, half a day would pass!

If the princess is allowed to suffer like this again, it will definitely endanger the child in her womb!

Xiao Shaotang's eyes were red when he hugged Bai Chenghuan, but Shao Hui thought about it, got up and turned around and ran to the camp where she lived, and came back with a string of Buddhist beads after a while:

"His Royal Highness, this is the string of Buddha beads that Master Yuanhui gave to the princess, saying that it can calm the soul, slave beg, give it a try!"

Xiao Shaotang set his eyes on the string of Buddha beads that exuded a round luster, and the heavens and men were at war in his heart - Yuan Hui, the old monk, can you believe it?

But Bai Chenghuan struggled even more in his arms, and let her suffer like this......

Xiao Shaotang finally grabbed the string of Buddhist beads and shook it tightly in his hand, this time, if it is not good for Cheng Huan again, he must die of Yuanhui!

He put the Buddha bead on his wrist, and then hugged Bai Chenghuan tightly:

"Huanhuan, it's me, wake up, wake up and look at me, it's me!"

The moment the Buddha bead touched Bai Chenghuan, a faint invisible light flowed from the round Bodhi bead, and the struggling woman finally opened her eyes-

"Child, my child!"

Her expression was still flustered, her hands still tightly covering her abdomen, and the moment she opened her eyes, she suddenly cried.

"Cheng Huan!"

The curtain outside was suddenly lifted, and the wind and snow mixed with Xu Chenglin's figure rushed in, and the sound of leather boots on the ground was particularly clear with his shouting.

Bai Chenghuan looked blankly at the person who walked in, but the colic in his heart had not faded-

This is not her pain, this is Xu Chenghuan's pain in her previous life!

She mourned her children, and mourned that she didn't see Xiao Shaoyun for the last time!

"Brother, I want to see Xiao Shaoyun, I want to see him!"

As if the poor woman who was one with her woke up with her, Bai Chenghuan grabbed Xu Chenglin's hand and blurted out a pleading.