It had only snowed heavily, and the outside of the city was still covered in silver, and the horses' hooves stepped on the thick snow to make a "crunching" sound, which was extraordinarily light under this bright sunshine, just like the mood of several happy people now.

Zhang Rong's three daughters sat in a wide and comfortable carriage with Zheng's family, and several women chattered and said private words, but according to the keen six senses, even though they were outside the car, they didn't deliberately listen, but they still heard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the car talking about themselves the most.

"Mother, husband, did he really eat the ink when he was a child?" Zhang Lihua said that she was suspicious.

"How could my mother lie to you?" As if recalling something, Zheng's tone was full of joy and remembrance, "Xing'er was a little weak when he was a child, and he was a little too honest, and that time the prince taught him to read seriously and eat the knowledge in the book into his stomach, so he took it seriously, really tore the book and ate it, and he had a stomach trouble for two days. ”

"Giggles!" Zhang Lihua suddenly laughed when she heard this, Zhang Rong and Wu Shun also suddenly felt embarrassed, pursed their lips and chuckled, but their faces were full of sighs.

In their eyes, happy, smart and alert, far-sighted, courageous, and decisive, he is a rare strange man in the world, but he really can't overlap him with the cowardly and wooden person in Zheng's mouth.

I was happy to listen to it outside, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly and touch my nose. Although the joy of eating books has long since vanished, how can others know. As the troubles were exposed by the Zheng family, the girls laughed forward and backwards, happy but quite uncomfortable, and with his concentration, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even so, he didn't say anything to argue, just listened quietly. The "happy" in Zheng's mouth made him strange, but it was extremely kind.

I still remember that in history, Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling, had a grandson to pass on, but his son was never recorded in the history books, and even the descendants of Han Changluan, the courtier, were recorded, and Gao Changgong, the descendant of the descendants of the Northern Qi royal family, was not recorded, which is really a little too strange. And according to Gao Wei's tyrannical and cruel nature, with his jealousy of Gao Changgong, how could he not cut the grass and eradicate the roots?

Combined with Zheng's description of the character of "Happy" when he was a child, Happy couldn't help but boldly guess that perhaps it was precisely because the happy character in history was dull and dull and did not have the slightest threat that Gao Wei did not kill everything; And Gao Changgong has always been willing to drink poisoned wine and die generously than rebel, in addition to his personality, he cherishes his reputation, I am afraid it is also because there is no successor, even if he rebels, it is useless.

Thinking of this, all kinds of thoughts came to me in my happy mind, and my thoughts seemed to have traveled through time and space, and suddenly I was in the warm courtyard of Yecheng, and I saw the simple and cowardly child of Mu Ne, and suddenly I seemed to have returned to modern times, and I saw the laughing Buddha and demon hand holding a sharp blade and a sea of corpses and blood.

Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, or butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou, whether it is happy to travel into this world, or the original happy Huangliang dream, as time goes in this era, the more happy it becomes.

Happy to be cranky along the way, believe in the reins, until the guard who led the way called twice before he woke up from his thoughts, and when he saw the guard with a puzzled face, he was shocked with joy, his face changed suddenly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Since the battle between Jinyang Palace and Wuzhao, although Xingxing's skills have improved greatly and he has faintly touched the late stage of the sixth layer, for some reason, Xingxing has an inexplicable crisis.

The cruel and harsh training in his previous life and the grinding of thousands of times on the line of life and death, alertness can be said to have been integrated into the blood and blood of happiness, and it has become an instinct, but recently, he often does not belong to his thoughts, always likes to think crankily, and even has some gains and losses.

According to the happy and tenacious heart, as long as he sees the goal, he will move forward, and he is not good at expressing his feelings, and naturally he will not be as sentimental as a weak scholar, sad and sad, but recently he can't help but sigh many times, this situation is obviously abnormal.

If there is an enemy assassination at this time, even if they are happy to dodge, but will the four women in the carriage be safe and sound? The answer is clearly no. When I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of horror and panic in my heart.

Now although Gao Changgong is in power, and the throne is just around the corner, Northern Qi is not monolithic at present, and I don't know how many careerists are secretly watching, and such as Gao Yanzong and Gao Wei will inevitably do the final struggle at any cost, not to mention that he has killed many people in recent years, and there are not a few people who want to seek revenge against him.

If the Zheng family and Zhang Rong's three daughters were hurt because of his own negligence, and even the tragedy of eternal separation between heaven and man occurred, then he was happy that even though he could unify the world, he couldn't protect his relatives and lovers, what was the point of all this?

At the thought of this terrible possibility, his happy heart twitched for no reason, his soul seemed to tremble, his calm and calm face became a little ugly, and his hands and feet were even colder.

However, Xing Xing only tried his best to restrain his mind, secretly regretting and blaming himself, but he didn't have an idea, and the immortal true qi in his body also changed very slightly with the ups and downs of his emotions. After four years of cultivation, since the last time my strength has improved greatly, the true qi in my body has been like the Yangtze River, although it is only the state of qi, but it has almost filled the meridians, and there is a faint tendency to atomize, and the speed of the operation of the true qi has also slowed down a lot.

Moreover, compared with before, today's immortal true qi is a little less peaceful and a little more restless, but the changes are too subtle, and the happiness has not been noticed.

"Xing'er, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Shi was supported by Zhang Lihua and Wu Shun as soon as he got out of the car, and he saw a little stunned and happy, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Happy instantly retracted his heart, and said to the Zheng family with a smile: "It's okay, mother, I just saw that this Spirit Turtle Temple had some sighs in my heart." ”

Although his face had regained his composure, Zheng still delicately noticed that the smile on his face was slightly reluctant, and the guilt and fear that flashed in Fang Cai's eyes could not be faked. But I didn't want to say it, so Zheng didn't ask anymore, and said gently: "Let's go, go up the mountain with my mother, you have been fighting everywhere all these years, and you have been contaminated with a lot of karma, and chanting in the temple can also resolve some grievances." ”

Saying that, Zheng raised his arm with a smile, happy to understand, hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zheng's arm, and accompanied her along the mountain road with Wu Shun left and right, Zhang Lihua and Zhang Rong carried sacrificial incense and candles, and the other guards were happily left at the bottom of the mountain.

Not to mention that Xuyi is Gao Changgong's base, few people dare to fight Zheng's idea, and they are happy and confident that when they are sober and alert, there are few people in this world who can pose a threat to themselves.

Because of the unearthed holy relics, the incense of the Linggui Temple is very prosperous. The world is still white, but there is no snow on the bluestone-paved mountain road leading to the Linggui Temple, it is clean and neat, and there are many men and women on the mountain road who slowly walk to the Linggui Temple on the top of the mountain.

Along the way, about half an hour of effort, happy and his party finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and the Linggui Temple was also presented in front of happy.

The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and there are dragons. Although the Spirit Turtle Temple has only been built for several years, but perhaps because of the mysterious color given by the "Spirit Turtle Golden Buddha", or some other reasons, in short, when he was happy to stand outside the temple gate of the cave, he inexplicably felt a heavy, broad, and peaceful feeling, and all the anxiety and panic in his heart were slowly eliminated at this moment, and his mood became very calm.

Zheng broke away from Happy Support, carefully straightened his clothes, and then helped Happy tidy up, and then changed into a pious appearance and slowly walked towards the temple.

He always believed that religion can be regarded as a philosophy, a system of thought, and a science in general, a cognition of society and nature.

And whether in the past life or in this life, the Buddha pendant on Xingxing's chest has saved his life many times, coupled with a series of strange things that happened to his body, Xingxing still has some good feelings about Buddhist teachings.

In recent years, the children of Shamen have occupied fertile land under the banner of promoting Buddhism and purifying all sentient beings, and tax evasion has had a very bad impact on this society. He was also disgusted by Shamen's ill-intentioned actions, but he was happy with Yu Wenyong's somewhat brutal practices.

Zheng was obviously a frequent visitor to the Linggui Temple, and as soon as Fang entered the door, a small novice greeted him, respectfully addressed him as "princess", and then led Xing Xing and his party towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Happy followed behind Zheng with a calm face, and looked around at the buildings and furnishings of the Linggui Temple with deep and quiet eyes. Xuyi has been quite prosperous in the past two years, the incense of Linggui Temple is very vigorous, but the building in the temple is not very luxurious, on the contrary, it is very simple, but it is full of broad and magnificent momentum, which makes the joy add a little goodwill.

"Huh!"

As he was walking, he suddenly paused and raised his brows slightly. However, the Buddha pendant on his chest suddenly heated slightly, and as he got closer and closer to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the temperature on it also slowly increased, as if he had been sensed or summoned by some kind of induction.

The sudden change made the joy feel more surprised, you must know that since he got the Buddha pendant he has studied countless times, in addition to finding that it is indestructible, can calm the mind, protect his body, and early warning and rescue in times of crisis, it is the first time that this kind of change has occurred, how not to make the joy surprised, but faintly excited.

“…… Subodhi! If a good man or a good woman is sustained to recite this sutra in the last days, if he is despised, it is the sinful karma of the previous life, and he should fall into the evil path, and if the people of this world are despised, the sinful karma of the previous life will be destroyed, and he should be attained the three bodhisattvas of the three bodhisattvas. ”

Zhongzheng's peaceful chanting voice slowly came out of the main hall, and he was about to step inside, but his whole body trembled imperceptibly. Although the chanting was not loud, there was a faint thunderous sound in his ears, which was deafening, and the rich Buddha power seemed to penetrate through his heart, wanting to wash away the blood and anger on his body.

The change of happiness was only for a moment, except for himself, Wu Shun and the others around him did not notice it. Entering the main hall, I was happy to finally see the monk who was chanting, this person was dressed in a gray monk's robe, with broad shoulders and a wide back, it is more appropriate to describe it as fat, the monk sat on the ** with his back to the door, but he was happy to feel a sense of familiarity, and his eyes couldn't help flashing a gleam.