At this time, Beng Niangniang had quietly retreated to the side, however, in the blink of an eye, Jin Yuan, who seemed to have become a little monk, was a scholar at this time, only to see that he was noble and elegant, graceful and beautiful, and had already integrated the handsomeness and grace of the scholar.

So, the people in the room all looked at Jiang Bai, and at this time, they saw Jin Yuan leaning forward, and made exactly the same movements as Jiang Bai, stretching out his right hand, taking out his middle finger, pointing at the air, and when he reached the palm of Jiang Bai's unfolded left hand, it still became two lines of poetry; "Who is the one who saw it first, the source of water and the peach blossom now."

What were the two men doing, why were they writing on each other's palms, the women were speculating to themselves,

But he saw that Jin Yuan suddenly stretched out his left and right hands and raised the index fingers of each hand, and Jiang Bai, who was standing against him, also raised his left hand and pointed his index finger with the palm of his hand.

So, Jin Yuan faced Jiang Bai's palm, danced his index finger, sprinkled, poked and poked, and after a while, he saw a line of beautiful small characters on Jiang Bai's left palm; "The sky is black and the mountain is dangerous, and the white immortals are coming. Where are the peach blossoms now, and the bead grass falls into my chest. ”

Unexpectedly, just after Jin Yuan made a comparison, he also opened the palm of his hand, and at this time, the three women saw a very mysterious ancient poem appear in the palm of his hand; "Jiangzhong has always been absolutely dusty, and the south of the bazaar is hidden, if it is not for the reversal of the universe, how can there be wishful thinking!"

The poems and sentences that appeared in the palms of Jiang Bai and Jin Yuan were similar to the verses spoken by the monks, and they seemed to reveal the mystery of their life experiences and the long past to the women, but Beng Niangniang had words first, and they couldn't ask, just when the women looked at each other and showed surprise, they saw the handwriting in the palms of Jiang Bai and Jin Yuan, and changed again!

First, a few lines of vernacular text appeared in Jin Yuan's palm, which did not make sense, shimmering, half-hidden and half-tucked; "Past life, past life, previous life, monk, monk, little monk, this life, this life, this life, this life, Jin Yuan, Jin Yuan, it is Jin Yuan, I don't know that there is Jin, I only know that there is Yuan, but it turns out that it is not Jin Yuan, it is still the little monk."

Beng Niangniang, who was always looking at Jin Yuan and Jiang Bai with an expressionless face, smiled heartily after seeing the handwriting in Jin Yuan's palm, but the other three women were like falling into the clouds, however, one thing they had already determined, these two handsome men were demonstrating their past and present lives, but in their opinion, Jiang Bai's past life was still a little vague.

Therefore, the three women, especially Princess Ao Yujiu, paid special attention to Jiang Bai, and it was really a matter of heaven, just when Princess Ao Yujiu wanted to urgently know how her man lived in his previous life and where he lived, she saw Jin Yuan put down her left hand, stretched out her right hand, opened her index finger and middle finger, pointed to Jiang Bai's left palm, poked and poked, and after a while, a line of handwriting appeared in Jiang Bai's palm; "Hidden in the deep mountains, people don't know, no one knows about it, just because the fairy grass is in the mortal world, and it is annoying today. Enter the water to catch the waves like a dragon, and then enter the peach source to have an adventure, overturning the waves of the vinegar sea. ”

Seeing the handwriting in the palm of her hand, Sister Hei and Sister Turtle couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes were full of doubts, and Princess Ao Yujiu was even more full of doubts, because she really couldn't understand it, but it didn't matter if she couldn't understand it, Ao Yu wouldn't be vague or pretend to understand, since she wasn't allowed to ask, then I'll look at it first, and wait until I understand what I'm saying.

So, Ao Yu instantly grabbed Jiang Bai's hand and stared at his palm with wide eyes.

At the first glance, what Ao Yu saw was a white and pure palm, with nothing on it, and at the second glance, Ao Yu saw that a watermark appeared in Jiang Bai's palm, the watermark spread, and it was covered with palms little by little, and then the watermark rippled, Ao Yu was stunned, and even Beng Niangniang, Sister Hei and Sister Gui were dumbfounded after seeing this scene.

At this time, looking at Jin Yuan again, he saw that he raised his two hands, his ten fingers were divided, and he faced the ever-changing ripples on the palm of Jiang Bai's hand, swishing and shooting a water arrow, the ripples on the palm of Jiang Bai's hand, after being hit by the water arrow, disappeared immediately, and the strange thing was that a small whirlpool appeared in the palm of Jiang Bai's hand.

Whoosh, swish, I saw that the middle fingers of Jin Yuan's two hands shot two more water arrows, hitting the whirlpool swirling in the palm of Jiang Bai's palm, but Jiang Bai was motionless, as if the old monk was in a steady, but Princess Ao Yujiu beside him was a little nervous.

Looking at the two water arrows shot from Jin Yuan's fingers, after hitting the whirlpool in Jiang Bai's palm, the swirling whirlpool disappeared suddenly, and was replaced by a layer of ink, black ink, dancing back and forth on Jiang Bai's palm, as if there was a force carrying it to the dragon and snake.

After a while, the ink began to change, and everyone watched the ink spread out and shrink, and after a while, it finally became a thin ink line, and after Jin Yuan saw the ink line in Jiang Bai's palm, he immediately turned his fingers into a pen-like shape, as if writing on paper, horizontal and vertical, and wrote stroke by stroke.

Writing, writing, the women clearly saw that Jin Yuan's writing hand was dignified, and it took him half a day to write a stroke, and later, his writing hand seemed to have a thousand weights, but he couldn't lift it anymore.

Seeing this, Beng Niangniang, who was already standing on the side, immediately probed to look at Jiang Bai's outstretched left palm, Sister Hei and Sister Turtle also looked at it carefully, but at this time, Princess Ao Yujiu couldn't bear it anymore, although she didn't speak, she grabbed Jiang Bai's palm, which meant that she wanted to help Jiang Bai, but at the moment when Princess Ao Yujiu grabbed Jiang Bai's palm, she saw that Jiang Bai's palm was barely strong, and five blurred handwriting appeared intermittently - "Heaven - not satisfactory - meaning!" ”

This, what does this mean, everyone is surprised, this may be a vision that appeared in Lingbo Mansion, maybe this vision is faintly revealing Jiang Bai's past life and present life, maybe it is warning something.

Seeing such five words, Beng Niangniang's face became solemn, and she began to stare at Jiang Bai with good eyes, but Jiang Bai was standing stiffly, as if she didn't know anything, for some reason the old black sister and the turtle sister began to shake their heads, and after shaking their heads, the old black sister actually split her big mouth, and the two thick lips trembled for a long time, but later, she finally closed her mouth and didn't cry.

Although all this was really seen by Princess Ao Yujiu, but, because Beng Niangniang had something to say first, she couldn't ask questions, there was no way, Ao Yu opened her mouth a few times, and closed her mouth a few times, until she saw the trembling lips of the old black eldest sister, she pushed Jiang Bai regardless of it, and said loudly; "Husband, what is the will of God, you just need to remember that the will of God is for me to marry you, and the will of God is that you want to live with me, as for everything else, don't worry about anything else, I don't believe it, who would dare to disobey the wishes of this princess!"

When Princess Ao Yujiu said this, she looked at Jiang Bai beside her, and then said fiercely; "The Dragon King is not afraid, let alone the King of Hades and the Jade Emperor, if anyone dares to scare me and my husband with any providence, I will let the rivers hang upside down, the sun and the moon will be dull, and let the world sink into the Jinghai."

Princess Ao Yujiu said these words are really earth-shattering, the sound shook for nine days, of course, the people in Lingbo Mansion are still a little suspicious, especially Lao Hei and Sister Turtle, they always feel that Princess Ao Yujiu seems to be a little unaware of the depth when she says this kind of thing at this time, anyway, no one knows what the result will be until now, so no one really shows anything.

However, after Princess Ao Yujiu said such cruel words, she saw Beng Niangniang standing side by side with Jin Yuan with her hands folded, and the two of them muttered as if chanting in front of the Buddha; "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, everything has a fate, everything has an intention, everything has a cause, everything has an effect, cause and effect, follow the cycle, the cycle repeats, endless, no birth, no death, no joy and no worry, no anger, no anger, no anger."

Beng Niangniang and Jin Yuan just said this, in the sky above the Lingbo Mansion, there seemed to be a trace of the sound of silk and bamboo in peace and comfort, at the beginning, this sound of silk and bamboo was limited to a little bit in the distant and deep air, and after a while, that is, after Beng Niangniang and Jin Yuan stopped chanting, the sound of silk and bamboo floated around Lingbo Mansion.

The sound of silk and bamboo, refreshing, pleasant temperament, makes people forget their sorrows and troubles, makes people have no desire and violence, everything is so natural and easy-going, everything is so calm and comfortable, what past life, what this life, what men and women, what old and young, but it is all living beings, just like the grass in the field, spring comes, he sprouts green, grows, the storm comes, it bows its head and shrinks, with the storm lodging, after the storm, it raises its waist again and continues to grow.

It was like fairy music, just the sound of heaven, everyone in the room was stunned, forgetting themselves, forgetting what they were thinking, forgetting what they were thinking, forgetting who they were, forgetting who others were, a piece of peace, a piece of comfort.

After a while, the sound of the bamboo began to be intermittent, and seemed to be a little incoherent, and at this moment, people all folded their palms, and heard a sweet voice in the air; "Who are you?"

The crowd answered in unison; "I don't know."

"What did you all see?"

"I don't know."

With everyone's answer, the sound of silk and bamboo disappeared, everyone looked at each other, smiled, and at this time, Beng Niangniang spoke; "If you don't know, don't you really know, I don't think so, I'm still me, you're still you, it's just that the voice from outside the world is telling us, don't bother yourself, to do this, is what I want?"