After Bai Ziyue left with the help of Qiankun Yuhu's skill, he still returned to the corner of the street and looked at the long queue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half an hour later, Concubine Yuan's Luan drove out of the Hou Mansion, and a large number of people were sent out again, until there was no shadow of Luan Jia, which stopped, and after each of them sorted out, the movements of the Hou Mansion also quieted down.

Concubine Yuan Luan drove out of the Hou Mansion, still got on the eight-carried sedan chair, and went back to the palace. Bai Ziyue saw Concubine Yuan get on the eight-lift sedan chair and turn back to the palace, his figure flashed slightly and disappeared.

After Concubine Yuan left, Hong Yi thought in his heart about Concubine Yuancai's conversation with him, and turned back to his courtyard.

"Who?" Hong Yi stretched out his hand to push open the door of the room, looked up and saw a person sitting in the middle of the room, and was taken aback. Then he fixed his eyes and looked closely, and when he saw the face of the person who came, he put his mind at ease, "Why did Brother Ziyue come?" ”

"Brother, you're back!" Bai Ziyue was waiting for Hong Yi in the room, and when he saw Hong Yi pushing the door in, he got up and stepped forward, "I came to see you this time, in addition to seeing you, I want to share with you, there is another thing to give you!" ”

"Ziyue, please speak!" Hong Yi poured a cup of tea, "The humble house is simple, only a cup of tea is not a good thing, please don't dislike it!" ”

"It's okay!" Bai Ziyue picked up Hong Yi's tea, "Look at you, although you are Hong Xuanji's son, it is obvious that you are not willing to do anything in this Hou Mansion." It seems that Hong Xuanji doesn't have a bowl of water for you sons! ”

Hong Yi smiled bitterly when he heard this: "My mother was from a low background, so she was suppressed in this Hou Mansion, and in the end, my mother died of depression, and my concubine is naturally not favored!" ”

When Bai Ziyue heard this, he raised his eyebrows, a thought flashed in his heart, and he suddenly asked Hong Yi, "What is your mother's name?" ”

Hong Yi was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know why Bai Ziyue asked his mother's name, but there was nothing to hide: "My mother's name is Meng Bingyun, and she was born in Sanhualou. Mrs. Zhao said that my mother was born in a prostitute, and my lowly background should have fallen to death, and it was also because the Hou Mansion could not have a scandal of murdering children that I was allowed to survive! ”

Bai Ziyue sneered when he heard this: "Hmph, that Mrs. Zhao's maiden family, the Daluo faction, doesn't know how many evil things that are intolerable to heaven and earth, and she even pretends to be high." The Da Luo faction has Hong Xuanji behind his back, and he doesn't know how much blood is stained in his hands, abducting and selling women, young girls, and abducting beautiful young girls into the Qinglou, and there are many sins in his hands, which is really ridiculous! ”

Hong Yi was shocked when he heard this. I didn't expect Mrs. Zhao, who is usually high-minded, to be so ugly behind her mother's family. In Bai Ziyue's words, he felt that there was Hong Xuanji's support behind him, thinking of his father Hong Xuanji's usual dignified appearance, he couldn't imagine that there was such a person behind him.

"Needless to say, if you really become an official in the future, you will know these sooner or later if you go to the south." Bai Ziyue kept talking, and turned to talk about Hong Yi's life experience, "I know some of the origins of your mother Meng Bingyun. It is rumored that your mother, Meng Bingyun, is the former Taishang Dao Holy Maiden, and now the Taishang Dao Sect Master, the first person in the world - the sister of the Dream God Machine. ”

Hearing this, Hong Yi was even more surprised, he never thought that his mother was not only from Qinglou, but also a saint of the Taishang Dao. If it is according to what he said, shouldn't his mother be a ghost and immortal, how could she be forced to death by Mrs. Zhao?

When Bai Ziyue saw the surprised look on Hong Yi's face, he knew that Hong Yi didn't know his mother's true identity.

"In this case, Ziyue said that my mother is the younger sister of the Taishang Dao Sect Master Dream God Machine, how could she have no Dao skills and be forced to death by Mrs. Zhao?" Hong Yi frowned and asked, "And why didn't the Oneiroi Machine come to save my mother, isn't my mother the sister of the Oneiroi Machine?" ”

"The way of standing the Tao of Taishang Dao is very strange, known as Taishang forgetfulness, the most fearful emotion, once emotional, his own Dao heart is broken, and all Taoism will gradually disappear. Your mother must have had a crush on Hong Xuan, so she broke her Dao heart, causing her Dao skills to gradually disappear, so she was forced to die by Mrs. Zhao! Bai Ziyue explained to Hong Yi the special features of Taishang Dao cultivation.

When Hong Yi heard this, he suddenly realized.

I only heard Bai Ziyue continue: "As for the Dream God Machine, the first person in the world, he cultivates the Tao of Forgetfulness, and naturally cuts off all love, not only love, but also family and friendship, how can he take care of his family relationship with your mother?" If your mother still has Taoism, she will still be valuable in the eyes of the Oneiroi Machine, and he will naturally save it, but if your mother breaks the Dao Heart and loses the Dao Technique, in the eyes of the Oneiroi Machine, your mother has no value, and he will naturally not save it! ”

The words made Hong Yi cold and heartfelt, and he couldn't help but think of his father Hong Xuanji. Hong Yi vaguely felt that Dao Hong Xuanji and Oneiroi should be the same kind of people, completely ruthless. It can be seen from the doctrine of the Li School established by Hong Xuanji that in their eyes there are only valuable and worthless people.

When his mother has Taoism, she is naturally a valuable person, Hong Xuanji naturally does not care about her mother's background when she marries back, once her mother loses Taoism, she becomes a worthless person, and she is forced to death by Mrs. Zhao and ignores it.

"Mother! Mother! Hong Yi sighed secretly in his heart, feeling worthless for his mother, "This is the person you love, and your brother are ordinary and ruthless people." What kind of torment is it to fall in love with such a ruthless person if you live? ”

Hong Yi remembered that his mother died of depression, and he must have felt despair about what Hong Xuanji, a ruthless person, had done, right?

Speaking of the back, Bai Ziyue saw that Hong Yi was in a bad mood, so he kept silent. After a long time, Hong Yifang cleaned up his mood.

Bai Ziyue saw that Hong Yi had straightened out his low mood, and then said to Hong Yi: "I came this time to say goodbye to you, and I am afraid you will not find me when you go to Xishan in the future!" And before I leave, I will give you one last piece of advice, it is best to leave Yujing City as soon as possible! ”

"How?" Hong Yi asked, "Even the Yuan Concubine girl told me to let me leave Yujing City, what happened?" ”

"You'd better not know about it!" Who knew that Bai Ziyue just shook his head, and seemed to be secretive about Hong Yi's questioning, and he didn't want to explain it to him.

Seeing this, Hong Yi didn't ask. Just turned the conversation around and asked Bai Ziyue, "Didn't Ziyue say that there was something to give to me?" What is it? ”

Bai Ziyue took out a Jinpa-like thing from his arms and handed it to Hong Yi. Hong Yi looked at the things in Bai Ziyue's hand and was quite surprised. Because the material of this Jinpa is very similar to the material of the "Past Mida Sutra" on his body, if it were not for the slight difference between the two, and Hong Yi was extremely familiar with the "Past Mida Sutra", I am afraid that he would be misrecognized.

Hong Yi took the Jinpa-like thing, gently unfolded it and looked at it, the first thing that caught his eye was the dense Buddha statues, all of which had different postures and different artistic conceptions.

"Good painting!" Hong Yi couldn't help but praise, the first thing he saw was not the specific form of these Buddha statues, but the painting method of the Buddha statues.

Hong Yi looked at these Buddha statues, his heart was shocked, he read a wide range of books, and he also had the ability to appreciate calligraphy and painting, and he knew some of the essence of Buddhism.

This Buddha statue, not only the posture is very different, but also dense, not chaotic at all, the radius of three feet square, list the number of Buddha statues, and these Buddha statues do not interfere with each other, look like each has its own direction, does not show the image of mixed congestion. It looks faint and mysterious. The thousands of Buddhas on the picture have different postures, each pinching and sealing, posing into a pose, looking full of Buddha nature charm.

The Mida diagram has not changed much, but it looks more refined, and the self-nature contained in it is true, and the meaning of eternal immobility is getting stronger and stronger.

"If nothing else, it's just this word, this painting, it's all priceless when sold." Hong Yi sighed, and then began to look closely, the most central statue of the past Mita first caught his attention, this portrait is almost exactly the same as the portrait on the "Past Mida Sutra", and even more charming than the statue on the "Past Mida Sutra".

Hong Yi was secretly shocked in his heart, the artistic conception of the past Mida on this picture scroll is more than the portrait on the past Mida Sutra, what does this mean? It shows that the Buddha statue in this painting is even better. In the past, the portrait of the Mida Sutra was so powerful, so what about this picture? Wouldn't it be a hundredfold greater?

Hong Yi looked at the rest of the Buddhas one by one, and all the Buddhas on the picture contained infinite artistic conceptions, either compassion, or solemnity, or wisdom, or immobility, etc., and the past Buddha in the center was the most prominent.

Bai Ziyue on the side saw Hong Yi's sigh, so he said to him: "This painting is called "The Solemn Tribulation of a Thousand Buddhas in the Past", it is an extremely precious visualization map, this picture was originally given to you by Brother Su Dao, but Brother Dao lent me for the time being, this time I came to see you, and I also want to hand over this picture to you!" ”

When Hong Yi heard this, he put down the Thousand Buddha Diagram and said to Bai Ziyue: "No merit is not lost, I have obtained the Mita Sutra in the past, it is already extremely precious, this treasure map is so precious, how can I accept this treasure with shame!" ”

"Brother doesn't need to refuse!" Bai Ziyue held down Hong Yi's refusal and said: "Brother Dao said when he gave me this thing, you will still be of great use to this thing in the future, you should believe in Brother Dao's ability!" ”

Hong Yi heard that it was Su Wen who said it, so he no longer shirked, Su Wen gave himself these things, which must have a deep meaning. The original Yuhua Immortal Clothes and the two gourd pills in the back were all useful to him, and this Thousand Buddha Diagram must have other uses, so he entrusted Ziyue to send it to himself.

Thinking of this, Hong Yi carefully folded the Thousand Buddha Diagram and put it in a hidden pocket on his sleeve.

Seeing that Hong Yi accepted the Thousand Buddha Diagram and hid it carefully, Bai Ziyue talked to him for a while, and then said goodbye and left.