Cave.

The walls of the cave are brightly lit.

Nan Baoyi sat in the middle of a group of brides, holding the hand of the golden silk fan, and couldn't stop trembling lightly.

The person who came was wearing a robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and long eyebrows were snow-white.

Is it the abbot......

The presiding abbot of Wanguo Temple, the great monk Huimin!

Yes, Hui Min left Chang'an a year ago to travel to southern Xinjiang, so this year, there have been no accidents with brides near Chang'an.

More than half a month ago, he and his fifth brother returned to Wanguo Temple, and the bride began to have an accident again.

The timing coincides.

Only, why did he do such a thing?

Hui Min smiled kindly and turned the lights on a few points.

He sat down by the fire, and turned to Nan Baoyi gently and sensitively: "Nan girl, it's very cold there, come and bake the fire." ”

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.

This person is so cunning that he spotted her at a glance.

Holding the fan, she sat down slowly across the stove.

She straightened the skirt of her wedding dress: "Why-"

"Miss Nan wants to ask Lao Gao, why did she kill so many people?" Hui Min smiled, picked up a clean iron pot, and grilled it on the iron frame of the stove, "When I first met Miss Nan Houshan, I asked Miss Nan what life is and what death is. ”

Nan Baoyi stared at the iron pot.

There was something solidified reddish-brown in the pot, and I don't know what it was.

"When Lao Qu was young, he was a Gu Master in Southern Xinjiang, and he traveled to various countries for most of his life, and he understood countless truths, but he could not understand life and death alone. I heard that Buddhism can teach people to participate in Zen, so I became a monk halfway. I have asked myself a thousand times, does Western Elysium really exist? Did the Buddha really exist? If He exists, why doesn't he answer my nightly prayers and doubts? When a person dies, does he attain bliss or does he become nothing? ”

The iron pot is heated, and the contents gradually melt and boil.

"Now I am over sixty years old, sitting in the Temple of All Nations, with countless incense money and believers. Fame and fortune, I have it all, and I live a very chic and comfortable life. ”

There was a gurgling sound in the iron pot.

The solids were thoroughly heated, and the reddish-brown liquid boiled and smelled bloody.

"Miss Nan, if after death, the fame and fortune in my life have turned into a handful of loess, then what is the point of my life with all my might? I can't understand life and death, and I don't want to do it anymore. I longed for immortality, I longed for rejuvenation, I didn't want to die. ”

The old man picked up the handle of the iron pot and poured the thick liquid into the clay cup.

He praised: "The black recipe of our Southern Xinjiang Gu Master uses the bride's heart's blood as a medicine to make a tonic. If you drink it, you can probably prolong your life. ”

Nan Baoyi frowned.

She stared at the fake monk in disgust.

He drank it down and licked his lips meaningfully.

This black square knows that it is unreliable with his toes, and this guy wants to live a long life and wants to go crazy!

Hui Min put down the cup and seemed to be very interested: "At the beginning, the founding queen of Dayong once exhausted the blood of the royal family and brought Emperor Yongwu back to life. Thinking about the Xiao family's royal family, the bloodline is very special, and I don't know if it can prolong life.

"When I was traveling in southern Xinjiang, I happened to meet the emperor of the Xiao family. Among the people who accompanied them, there was a maid named Xiuxiu, who was a troublemaker who repeatedly divided the relationship between the emperor and your fifth brother. Your fifth brother thought she had bad intentions and secretly forced her to leave.

She was so vicious that she secretly drugged Di Ji, and deliberately left a letter, accusing Di Ji of treating her badly. She ran away alone, deliberately bringing the emperor who was looking for her into the refugee den. 7 Q

"It's really pitiful, the little emperor of the Xiao family, at that moment lost all her martial arts, and was brutally trampled by the refugees until she tragically lost her life. When your fifth brother finally found her, she was covered in blood, lying in the dirt without dignity, and her pretty face was half gnawed like a rotten apple. ”

Nan Baoyi's face turned pale.

The hand holding the golden silk fan trembled uncontrollably.

The illusion of Madame Blossom can make people face the deepest fears.

It turns out that the person in Diji's dream is not Xiuxiu, but herself?

Xu is the stove is too hot, and Nan Baoyi is covered in sweat.

She stared at Hui Min: "It is impossible for people to come back to life. If Emperor Ji is dead, then who is Xiao Qingyang who is alive and kicking now? ”

"It's impossible to bring the dead back to life?" Hui Min stroked her palms and laughed, "Aren't you going to come back to life yourself?" At that time, your fifth brother was so desperate, he was holding the body of Emperor Ji and begging for help, that humble kowtow appearance, how could he still have the spirit of a young ranger? Finally, he begged for my head.

"I told him that there is a certain number of life and death, and that if there is life, there must be death. If he is willing to give up his heart to the emperor, then I can use Gu magic and runic water to reluctantly try to save the emperor. And he, yes. ”

Nan Baoyi's mind "buzzed" with a tremor.

She clearly remembered that in the meditation room that day, when Di Ji was drugged the fifth brother, the deep scar in front of the fifth brother's heart.

"Why do you think your fifth brother wants to become a monk?" Hui Min sneered, "He has no heart, he only relies on Gu worms to operate in his body, he won't live long!" Since he doesn't live long, he should simply be an unfilial son, a thin lover, called the Nan family, called the emperor, and completely disappointed in him. I will not be sad for him when he dies. ”

Nan Baoyi trembled slightly.

She clenched the handle of the fan tightly, and the green tendons on the back of her white hand burst out, and even the tips of her fingers were pale.

Large, large teardrops rolled down his cheeks.

Dye the wedding dress crimson.

She raised her scarlet teary eyes and asked, "Why doesn't Emperor Ji remember the past?" ”

"The tragic past naturally needs to be deliberately forgotten. In her subconscious, she grafted her experience onto Xiuxiu's body. Of course, under the revenge of your fifth brother, Xiuxiu's final fate was even more miserable than that of Emperor Ji - eh, these are not the point! ”

Hui Min said eloquently: "I saved the Emperor of the Xiao family, and took advantage of her coma to study her blood activation, but unfortunately due to the influence of Nan Chengyi's heart, her blood is no longer special." I really couldn't, so I had to return to Wanguo Temple again, waiting for the opportunity to wait for the other Xiao family royals. ”

See the moon through the clouds.

A series of causes and effects are clear in front of Nan Baoyi.

It turns out that Huimin's target tonight is the second brother.

She threw herself into the net and became the bait to lure the second brother into falling for it.

She tried to swallow her tears and shook the fan calmly: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." You should have heard that I can't have children, and King Yong and I are no longer husband and wife. He doesn't love me. Even if you kill me, he won't show up. ”

Hui Min was kind and gentle: "Miss Nan, you are really too arrogant. It's been two lives, how can he not love you? It's still early, and he's still on his way to finding it. I'll do a good deed, so that you can see the past of Huangquan. ”

He took a bright red Gu worm and threw it into the furnace at random.

The old man sighed: "Passing away Gu, taking ashes and flowers, asking for spring, summer, autumn and winter to borrow thirty-six kinds of flowers, asking for half a wisp of soul from the moonlight, made by nine hundred and eighty-one procedures, the only one in the world, very valuable." ”

Flames burst into flames.

Nan Baoyi flashed in front of his eyes, and vaguely returned to the Shengjing Palace back then.

She huddled in the depths of the ice cellar, her brow covered in frost and snow.

Someone stumbled through the door.

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