Chapter 437: Lao Yan Separates
A round of crescent moon shuttles in the clouds, the moon is extinguished, the Haihui Temple outside the city of Luzhou is silent, only the lonely lamp is bright, and the sound of the wooden fish. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The Jing'an nun was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, beating the wooden fish and reciting the scriptures, while in her heart, she was silently praying for her exiled husband. Years of affection, like a glimpse, emerge deeply in my mind.
At that time, she was the daughter of her father-in-law, and her father-in-law married herself to a ten-master in order to win over his generals.
The ten husbands are dignified and talented, and they have the spirit of "The Book of Poetry * Boxi", "Bo Xi is hazy, and the state is stubborn." Bo also insisted on being the king's precursor. ”。
Every time she thinks of her husband, Jing'an can think of this verse, and her husband is indeed the right-hand man of his father-in-law, and often acts as the pioneer of his father-in-law.
The husband was imprisoned by his father-in-law for digging the corner of his father-in-law's wall, and it was she who kicked the hot steamed bun in her arms and brought him food at the risk of being killed, and the sensitive part of her chest was almost burned by the hot steamed bun.
Thinking of this, the Jing'an nun still felt a faint pain in her chest, but this pain was beautiful. The husband's mighty chest seemed to appear in front of her, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but leak a smile.
Since the husband and Hao Ren formed a bond, he completely bid farewell to the life of Miss Qianjin, wandered, frightened, Shezhou was captured by Hao Ren, the husband was nowhere to be found, but he and his children became Hao Ren's prisoners.
Hao Ren was very merciful, thinking of his father-in-law's affection, and did not kill himself and his child, but Hao Ren was also very cruel, taking the child away from him, and his son became Hao Ren's righteous son, but he became a nun Jing'an.
The Jing'an nun was upset, and Mu Yu stopped abruptly, and said in her heart: "Husband, are you dead?" If you don't die, why hasn't you heard from you for a long time? Buddha blessed, let me be willing to die even if I see him again in my lifetime! ”
"Who?" Jing'an suddenly felt that there was someone outside the door, snorted coldly, and had already gone to his arms to touch the hidden dagger, and when he looked back, a black shadow had appeared in front of him.
The man, dressed in black, had a face full of sores, a little hunchbacked, and his hair was scattered, looking like a man and a ghost.
When Jing'an was not a monk, she was also a young lady who danced with knives and guns, and she didn't even blink her eyelids when she killed people, but when this person appeared in front of her, she couldn't help but panic, her body instinctively retreated, knocked down the wooden fish, shocked the rosary in her hand, and even trembled with the dagger in her hand.
Jing'an's eyes were wide, staring at the face of the person who came, seeing two lines of muddy tears under the corner of the person's eyes, knowing that the ghost would not cry, although the appearance of the person who came was ugly, but there was no malice, so he was bold, and he was afraid of alarming the female soldier who 'took care' of him, so he lowered his voice and said, "Who are you?" ”
The man's voice was hoarse, his voice was unusually low, and he struggled to squeeze out a few voices from his throat: "Madam, it's me!" ”
Madam?
Jing'an is not sure, is the person who comes still her husband who looks dignified and has a voice like a bell? If not? Righteous sister Guo Huier persuaded herself to remarry herself, she didn't obey, she only has one husband, who else could he be?
"Husband, how did you become like this?" Jing'an was amazed, but did not show a trace of closeness and joy.
"Huh!" The ghost let out two eerie laughs, as if a ghost weeps, and said, "If it weren't for that, how could you fool Hao Thief Thirteen!" It is not advisable to stay here for long, ma'am, come with me! With that, he reached out and pulled Jing'an's wrist.
Jing An instinctively withdrew his arm, let the ghost figure catch the air, shook his head and said, "Go?" Where to go? 'Under the whole world, it is not the king's land', as far as the eye can see, where is not Hao Shisan's territory, where can we escape to? Are I living in exile with you, frightened, hungry and full? ”
"Hao Thief Thirteen self-destroyed the Great Wall and killed Guo Tianxu, I have sent Tang He to connect Guo Tianxu's old department, those were also my former generals, or it won't be long before the world will be turned over, this world is mine, I will be the lord of all peoples, and my wife will be the mother of ten thousand!" The ghost said arrogantly.
Jing'an had already determined that what was in front of him was the husband he missed, but the husband had become so ugly, he was no longer the tall and mighty husband he was back then, and in the face of such a husband, he would definitely have nightmares at night.
"No, you're not my husband! You're not...... I can't go with you......" Jing'an's eyes darkened, muttering to herself.
"In order to prevent me from starving to death, Mrs. secretly brought me food, have you forgotten such kindness?" The ghost was not reconciled.
"No, you can't fight Hao Thirteen, pull me away at this time, so that I can accompany you to death." Jing'an Road.
"Hao Thirteen treats you generously because I am not dead yet, if I die, it is estimated that your pure days will come to an end! Madame, it's too late if you don't leave! The ghost said anxiously.
"Let's go! Go and dream of your emperor, I don't have that blessing to be your mother of the country! Jing'an said helplessly.
"Humph!" The ghost shadow looked up to the sky in despair and roared, and said angrily: "What kind of ecstasy soup did Hao Thief Thirteen pour into you, and you and Biao'er treat me like this?" Since I can't take it away, I can only destroy him! ”
After that, the ghost shadow has already knocked down Jing'an's dagger and firmly choked Jing'an's neck!
"You must be blindfolded by the devil, you must be crazy!" Jing'an's face flushed, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth, but his hands kept scratching Zhu Chongba's chest, leaving blood-red traces, and a pair of big feet, but they kicked the things in the room indiscriminately.
"Bump!" The door was kicked in, and two teams of strict female soldiers rushed in, and the torches illuminated the room, it was the female soldiers sent by Hao Ren to be responsible for the safety of Jing'an and Yang's in Haihui Temple.
"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, why should the donor embarrass a monk!" The abbot of Haihui Temple also heard the news and rushed over.
The ghost seems to have foreseen that his end has come.
For the sake of unworthy people, he ruined his good future.
Not only will I be unable to escape, but I am afraid that I will also affect the lives of Tang He and the four adopted sons who sincerely follow me.
The ghost let go of his hand in despair, and his butt collapsed to the ground, but he laughed loudly: "God bless the thief and don't bless me, why?" Why? God, I//you ......" The dirty and dirty words have not yet been scolded, and they have already been hit on the neck by the fierce female soldier, and the scolding stopped abruptly, and the word 'mother' finally did not fall.
Several female soldiers and nuns who rushed to the nuns hurriedly supported Jing'an, pinched people, stroked their chests, and finally rescued Jing'an nuns from the line of death.
Jing'an let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes were closed, but tears flowed out of her eyes, and her heart was full of hatred.
I hate the sky, I hate the earth, I hate my father-in-law, and I hate myself even more for being blind and trusting me to no one.
Everyone wants to marry a son-in-law who rides the dragon, but everyone knows that the poor and lowly couples mourn everything, and the one riding the white horse is not necessarily the prince, but it is also very likely to be Tang Seng.
"He is the person His Majesty wants, give him to His Majesty!" Jing An muttered.
(To be continued.) )