Jiuhua Continent, 550 AD, late May.

This is an era of war.

The war is in chaos, and the people are struggling to make a living.

The toiling people have no comfortable life, and can only find the last trace of solace in worshipping the Buddha.

The imperial capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the worship of Buddha Mountain around Yecheng.

There is a road with bluestone steps on the mountain, and the road is crowded. What princes and sons are among them, and what common people are among them.

On the steps, dressed in a red skirt, with a small snail on her hair, and a red plum blossom in the center of her eyebrows, she looked at the girl who was only a young man holding a candy figure in her hand, licking it while looking up at the height.

At the end of the bluestone mountain road is a temple near the top of the mountain. The temple stands majestically, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the sound of bells and bells can be heard clearly in this empty valley.

This is the most famous Chang'an Temple in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Luo Li listened to the older generation say that this Chang'an Temple has been built for a hundred years, although it is not as good as the Holy Medicine Valley, it has a long history.

"Zhiyi, I heard the master say that there are many secluded places in this Chang'an Temple. Knowing, knowing? Seeing that no one responded, Luo Li looked back and saw that there was still the shadow of his own maid.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his lips pulled up a touch of arc, Luo Li lost the candy man, raised a small step, and quietly climbed towards the top with light skills.

If you don't know it, you can ask the abbot of Yunkong to talk about some strange things.

It was all a lost book, and the master didn't like her to read it, so she could only come to the abbot secretly to borrow it.

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Li's steps became faster and faster.

The pedestrians on the side caught a glimpse of the bouncing child, but they only thought they were playing, and they didn't care much, just walked steadily towards the top step by step.

In a quiet corner of the temple, somewhere in a secluded Zen courtyard.

A mulberry tree several feet tall stands quietly at the corner of the entrance of the temple, bringing green shade to the place with its huge branches. Above the trunk, there is a woman reclining, her hands making pillows and squinting and sleeping.

The woman was dressed in white, and her appearance was rare in the world, and she could be remembered at a glance. She reclined like this, still and unmoving, as if it were a peerless work.

Feeling the fluctuation of breath, the woman slowly opened her silver-gray eyes.

"After waiting for so long, is the Lord finally here?" Looking at the door of the Zen courtyard, the rabbits that were eating the tender grass peacefully, Cen He lazily raised his eyes, slowly sat up straight, and held his chin with both hands to look down.

"It's slow." Cen He frowned with some disgust, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and a light that was invisible to the naked eye suddenly enveloped halfway up the mountain.

Luo Li felt very strange.

She'd been here a few times before, and she knew it. But how can I live this way, but the more I go, the stranger it becomes?

"Huh? Rabbit?! Seeing the rabbit eating the tender grass from a distance, Luo Lilen ran over and picked up one of them.

"Little rabbit, who put you here?" Luo Li stroked the rabbit's soft fur, and the corners of her eyes were crooked.

The rabbit was still quietly munching on the grass.

Luo Li didn't care, looked back, and her lips suddenly opened.

Whose mulberry tree is so tall?

Curiosity rose in her heart, Luo Li quietly lifted her steps, and walked into the Zen courtyard that was not locked for some reason with the rabbit in her arms.

This Zen temple is very clean, and there is a small pavilion. There are ten tables in the pavilion, and a game of jade chess is placed on it.

"It's a well-being monk." Luo Li was about to walk to the pavilion to take a closer look, when he suddenly heard a very shallow cough behind him.

As a thief, she closed her eyes, turned around and saluted again and again: "The little girl has no intention of breaking into the meditation room, please forgive this master!" ”

"Ahem, little donor, this is the Zen monastery of the little monk. The rabbit was also raised by the little monk. ”

Qingyue's deep voice came inadvertently, and Luo Li was stunned for a while.

She straightened up and opened her eyes to look over.

It turns out that this is not a majestic old monk.

I saw the young man in front of him, dressed in a cyan monk's robe, and his facial features were very good-looking. Especially the phoenix eyes under the long eyebrows and the thin lips under the nose, which seem to be smiling all the time, but they make people feel obvious indifference and alienation.

This little monk, even if there is no green silk, it is difficult to hide this grace.

"This brother, you are so good-looking." Luo Li was a little stunned, and didn't know how to answer for a while, but subconsciously said what was in her heart.

"Little donor, little monk Dharma number green lantern." Qing Deng's eyelids trembled, his hands folded, and he bowed his head slightly.

"Green Lantern-" Luo Li walked forward with the rabbit in his arms, circled around him, saw that he didn't move at all, his expression was indifferent, and even the smile was put away, and he snorted unhappily, "Sure enough, he is a dull and wooden person like the green lantern, and he has never even laughed." ”

"Little donor, please move." Qing Lantern looked at her lightly.

Luo Li was stared at very uncomfortably.

"Wood for me to remember, aunt and grandmother I don't change my surname, I don't change my name, I call it a Luo Li, the seventh disciple of the Holy Doctor Valley Master of the Jianghu Valley is also!" She stuffed the rabbit into the hand of the green lantern, then jumped up and touched the green lantern's head, and then quickly ran to the door of the meditation monastery, made a grimace and stuck out her tongue and quickly left.

Qing Deng hugged the rabbit, and looked at Luo Li's back with indifferent and warm eyes, and the lips were shallowly outlined, and then disappeared again, but the faint smile in the corner of his eyes turned back.

"Wind." The green light gently opened her lips.

"I've seen Childe." As the words fell, a dark shadow appeared beside him.

It was a handsome and resolute boy, he was dressed in an ink robe, and he wrote the coldness of his body vividly.

At this moment, he faced this little monk who looked like he was only a drooping year, but he bowed his head and looked humble.

"Is there any news from Yecheng?" He asked softly.

"The emperor said that he was just right to ascend the throne, the foundation is not stable, and the court is turbulent, and the prince cannot return to the court." Lang Feng paused, and his voice was slow, "The emperor also said that if the prince is willing, he can go out of Chang'an Temple and go to the mausoleum to worship." ”

The green light paused in the action of stroking the rabbit.

His eyes sparkled, and there was a lot of helplessness that did not match his age.

"I see." He put down the rabbit, let it continue to gnaw on the tender grass, and sighed slowly, "He still doesn't want to accept me, probably because he is afraid that I will tarnish my identity." ”

Lang Feng pursed his lips.

The identity of the son is obviously very noble.

"That's it, that's it." Qing Lantern suddenly clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

"Childe?" Lang Feng looked up in astonishment, "When the imperial doctor came, didn't he say that Gongzi's illness was cured?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a little wind and cold." The panic in the green lantern's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at the mulberry tree, and suddenly remembered the little girl in his mind.

This quirky little girl, you will forget him when you turn around.

As everyone knows, under the romantic years, the red robe was untied, and it was already a good picture of troubled times.