212 Prayer before the Buddha
Seventh Lady Feng Wan suddenly snorted. Tear off half of the corner of the sky blue dress. Cover your face. Only two big watery eyes are exposed. Then walk into Tianshan Temple. At this time, there are not many people who come to the incense to pray for blessings. Only two or three figures remained, leaving in a hurry. He seemed to be in a hurry to descend to the foot of the mountain before dark.
"Donor. It's getting late. Please come back tomorrow." A small monk suddenly stopped in front of her.
"It's not that there is still half a pillar of incense." She asked with all the right questions. Seems to be very familiar with the temple rules.
"Since the benefactor has a heart. Let her in." A muffled word came from the temple.
"Yes. Master." The little monk immediately got out of the way.
Step into the temple. She bowed down in front of the Buddha statue with reverence. Silent, silent. The half-pillar of incense passed quickly. It was also dark. The little monk's wooden row door has been closed for the most part. Her figure remained unmoved.
"Female benefactor. Night hiking mountain roads are very dangerous. While the night is still undecided. It's better to get down early. Tomorrow you can continue to go up the mountain and pray."
This is the third time. The little monk persuaded him kindly. Master has not spoken. He didn't dare to offend too much. But this persuasion has little effect. She still seems unheard. Bow your head and put your hands together. Keep your eyes closed. Get on your knees on an old cushion. Barely moved more than half a minute. Faint candlelight illuminates a single tulle skirt. The elongated figure is even more desolate in the empty temple.
"The female benefactor has no wish." Finally, a heavy question came from the depths of the temple.
"Every heart is not destroyed; How is it good." Lips move slightly. She asked softly.
"Wrong fate is also wrong. Why be obsessed."
"I chased him for several lifetimes. He was in his last life. Finally willing to drink the bowl of forgetful soup. I forgot about it. But what am I going to do?" She suddenly opened her eyes. Look up at the tall Buddha statue. Repeated." How should I be?"
There is no longer an echo in the empty backyard. It seems to freeze in an instant. It took a long time for a little boy to run into the main hall. whispered a few words to the little monk guarding the door. The monk immediately closed the door. Quietly departed. Leave her to kneel alone in front of the Buddha statue.
But I want to kneel here for 500 years and pray. in exchange for seeing you in this world.
She heard the sad words repeated in her heart. Master's voice suddenly sounded in my ears:
"Heaven and earth are in turmoil. Destroying the common people. Ai Chen received his own punishment. Change to the last reincarnation of the next life. That reincarnation. He will forget all the sins of his previous life. Xu is sad in heart. The last reincarnation is reborn. He went straight through the empty door. Chuangtianshan Temple. Stay with the royal family from afar. Finally, he cultivated the golden body. but it will never be changed."
One of the ancestors
Could it be that what she wants to see is Yifan. The ancestor of the Terrans. She suddenly looked up at the Buddha statue. I can't control that surprise: could it be almost a thousand years ago. It is the last life of Yifan.
I don't know if Fengguan misses it too much. Or did she suddenly remember Master's words. It was as if I saw a man retreating from his golden dragon robe. Resolutely drank the bronze cup of wine. Then he fell among the vast glaciers of the far north. It only takes a few hours. And he buried himself in the snow. Bury the gods who refuse to forget for several lifetimes.
The top of the Amber Mountain. She watched him from afar and drank the glass of oblivion. Guarding the corpse and rotting at the bottom of the snowy mountain.
Past lives. How I contend with God. In this last life. You both choose to forget about her. I have no reason to give up on you again.
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"Madame. Madame gave birth. It's a son."
A cheer rang from a small hut in the far east of the city. At the same time, fireworks soared over the imperial city. The whole country celebrates the safe arrival of the crown prince. He has enjoyed several lifetimes of peace and happiness. The last life is willing to be reduced to a commoner. Born at the same time as the crown prince in the same year, month and day. She has been guarding from afar. Finally showed a pleasant smile. Shake yourself and flash into the jungle.
Poor but healthy. There is no nourishment for abundance and nobility. He grew up drinking natural milk. At the age of three, he knew how to help his father collect firewood. Cook for your mother. At the age of four, you can go out of the mountains and forests independently. Chopping wood for hunting. At the age of five. Royalty unrest. It is said that the royal family of Ai. The banquet of the prince who succeeded to the throne at birth. Rebellion. The fighting lasted only a few months. but hundreds of the people of the city were implicated.
If his father had not gone to the city that day, he would have bought him a winter jacket. I won't die in that fate. If his mother hadn't grieved excessively. and will not forsake his youth; If he hadn't lost his mind by chance. Overturn the stove. That fire won't burn either. Take away the last of his shading tiles.
In the flames. He seemed to see that familiar figure. Reclining on the edge of the Yao Pond. Playing with a blue pearl heaven and earth pearl in his hand. The shiny silver eyelashes half-cover the slightly tired eyes. Blue lips slightly open. Three thousand silver wires were dragged all over the ground. Half-concealed and half-concealed woman's perfect body that was almost transparent. Yao Chizhong. A woman in a pink skirt is riding the waves. The phoenix flies in the sky and dances in the double dragon...... Why did such a fantastic scene exist in his mind?
When you are close to death. to be able to see.
"Yifan." It was she who rushed into the fire. Calling his name.
"Sister"
The five-year-old was lying on his stomach under a burning broken log. Innocent sad but strong with the last life force. Respond to her cries.
"Don't be afraid. Yifan."
She kicked the broken wood. Pick him up and rush out of the fire.
Ten years later. He spent time in the jungle with her. I don't remember the past. I don't know how to plan for the future. I only know that I have a sister. It's called Fengguan. She taught him to read and write. Qinqi, calligraphy and painting. I love him like a relative. Flowers bloom and fall regardless of the year. But he grew older.
"Sister. How long will it take. I can walk like you." That day he finally mustered up the courage to ask her.
"Yifan's spine is only slightly damaged. It'll get better in a few days." She repeated the answer.
"Huh. Sister. Don't lie to me anymore. It's been ten years. I'm no longer a child."
Not bad. Circumstances change with the passage of time. If only he could walk upright now? will be half a head taller than her. How could she not have noticed? It's just that she's not a miracle doctor. This mortal fetus is under a heavy blow to the spine. To restore the original form. Easier said than done. It's not that the capital hasn't seen the Jianghu Doctor. Acupuncture and moxibustion are innumerable. And he knows it. So I didn't dare to ask more. One wait is ten years.
"The moon is beautiful tonight. It's better to listen to my sister play music." She digressed from the subject.
He smiled and nodded. The young handsome face has already shown the face of a fan. Slightly highlighted cheekbones. The eyes are small but there is no lack of sharp light. How could she forget. A song of Tibetan affection. Meiyu sends acacia. It's a pity that the time is not right. How can he understand.
The moonlight was indeed sweet that night. She seemed to be unconscious. When you regain consciousness. He is gone.
"My sister loves me and I don't lose my parents. How can I spend ten years in waste. If I don't leave; How can my sister find a home? Wait for me to be successful. I will repay my sister for ten years of unabandoning kindness."
Those were the only words he had left for her.
She searched all over the country. Fancheng Town. But I couldn't find any trace of him. A mortal who has been unable to walk since he was five years old. Where can you go.
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It was the third day before kneeling on the Buddha statue. Sunrise and sunset. People coming and going for incense continue as usual. The little monk simply added an extra cushion to her side for the wishers. No more rushing. By her willfulness. Water and food were delivered to her on time. Evacuate on time and leave it intact. It seems that benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted. Life and death are up to her.
Day 4. The temple gate is locked. The little monk who opened the door on time every day was nowhere to be seen. I don't see the crowd of people who enter the incense. Only the leaves are falling, and the wind rustles outside the window. She realized something was wrong. He suddenly got up and wanted to leave the temple. Five monks suddenly fell from the sky. Surround her in it.
"Female benefactor, please stay. It is not advisable to stay outside the temple today." A monk whispered.
"Don't bother the masters."
She wants to break in. Five masters with their hands together at the same time. There are words in the mouth. Suddenly, I saw five golden rays of light gathering above my head. Forming a mesh falling from the sky. Lock her firmly in an invisible golden net. Immobile like a bug.
"Haha. Who is so bold. Dare to snub my Seventh Lady." A roar exploded outside the temple. The Buddha statue shook the gold dust and shook off.
"If she wants to go back with you. I won't interfere. If she doesn't want to. Please leave immediately." A low response was heard from the depths of the temple.
"The matter of the fox demon family. Don't let your temple work. When she begged me to use the fox family to find someone. It's not that stubborn." Outside the temple, the anger has not dissipated.
"The past. Earthly mourning. The donor doesn't have to reiterate."
"Is she willing to do it today? They must all go with me. Otherwise. You're the ...... of Tianshan Temple" The voice did not fall. Tens of thousands of foxes roared. Panic in my heart.
"You. . . They still won't see me." She turned her head to look into the depths of the monastery.
"To see or not to see. Meaningless." There was a slight sigh at the end of the sentence. But it was evident to hear it.
"Good. Don't regret it." She sneered. I'll go back to the Amber Mountains."
"Let her go." Whispers came from inside the temple.
The five eminent monks immediately withdrew the golden light. Re-jump into the high beams. Disappear without a trace. Two small monks sprang out from one side. Quickly open the row door. I wish she had left sooner. Step out of the temple. She saw the Far North Fox King, who had been guarding for a long time. The mountains are full of red and white foxes.
"It's not worth it." She was indifferent.
"That's not up to you." The fox king rushed to her side. Hold your waist tightly. As if afraid she would flee again.
"You know. I've waited for him for a hundred lifetimes."
"So what. Baishi has no intention of you. It's better to have a moment of real possession."
"Yes." She looked sideways with cold eyes.
"If you don't want him to die. You'll get rid of me." The fox king does not shy away from her cold eyes. Staring at her. At the same time put the index finger in the mouth. Whistle hard. The foxes scattered one after another.
He's showing his strength. Then he glanced at the temple indifferently. There seemed to be a voice of contempt in my ears: the one in the temple. It's up to you to protect it.
"We're keeping. But you brute can understand." She chuckled in defiance.
"Smack." Ground bang. That slap fell crisp and powerful to the cheek. Her entire body flew out at least ten steps. Fall to the ground. She immediately stood up. Watch him wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. Wayward and stubborn.
"I said it. Don't me off anymore."
He wanted to rush back to her. Suddenly, a strong wind brought dust up from the air. form a barrier between them. Unable to cross. The fox king's face changed drastically. I'm about to call the fox herd. Unexpectedly, there were a few "pops". Shadowless into a few slaps in the face returned.