The next day, Lin only copied one page of scriptures in the apse and then lost her mind, after reading the scriptures copied by Xia Qian, she felt that her words were really miserable, and it seemed to be blasphemy to worship in front of the Buddha.

"Well, come with me to the yard!" Lin dropped his pen and took Mingyu out of the apse.

Xia Qian looked at the tall and magnificent courtyard walls, and felt that this thick copy of the "Tripitaka Sutra" could copy at least two walls, and with her ability to never forget, she would have to be silent for more than ten days.

It takes ten days to be silent, and at least twenty days to copy.

Although it was hard, she didn't have to be imprisoned in the Huo family, and she was still in a good mood without the threat and surveillance of Huo Zun, Black and White Impermanence and the two magpies.

In order not to let people see the flaws, and in order to spend more days outside, she put the Sanskrit "Tripitaka" on the wooden stand on the tall stilt where she stood, read and copied sentence by sentence, and half an hour passed, and only half a mat was copied.

"The handwriting is good, but it will take at least a month to copy this scripture, burn incense every day, chant Buddha and chant sutras, I don't believe you can persevere!" Lin looked at the Sanskrit words that had not yet dried and sneered.

Seeing Xia Qian turn around, three black underlines appeared in the corners of Lin's eyes, and he continued to lecture: "The most important thing in copying scriptures is the word "quiet", how can you calm down half-heartedly? ”

As he spoke, Lin couldn't help but sigh.

Even if her daughter-in-law doesn't care, she is thousands of times stronger than what she copied.

In three days, copying the scriptures and reciting the Buddha Xia Qian did so well that Lin, who had believed in Buddhism for more than ten years, began to doubt life, feeling that she had been seeking Buddha for many years, but she was not as pious as her daughter-in-law who had just entered the Tao.

Xia Qian was brought by her to cultivate her mind, so this daughter-in-law is impeccable, but her heart that has been cultivated for many years has been completely wiped out.

Lin sighed and threw all the scriptures he wanted to copy to Xia Qian.

The three of them were arranged in the backyard where the pilgrims stayed, the room was not big, the Lin family took Mingyu to live in one, and Xia Qian lived in one alone.

During the day, Xia Qian copied Sanskrit on the wall, and at night he copied Chinese for Lin.

Closing her eyes, she had Buddhist scriptures all over her head.

The Tripitaka, Sanskrit, almost dreamed of these symbols, and vaguely guessed the words on those stone tablets.

"The vault, the ore, the ancient book, what's the last one, why is there a curse on it, what is hidden? Why is it that when I think of those words, my heart feels like a knife? ”

She pressed her heart, thinking over and over again, guessing!

Suddenly, the silver hall in the illusion came to her mind, and the bright red blood stains and Sanskrit words danced in front of her eyes.

Her heart was torn, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

On the morning of the fourth day, as soon as Xia Qian walked to the front hall, she saw a tall and tall figure standing in front of the wall where she had copied Sanskrit.

Xia Qian retreated behind a pine and cypress, and knew the content of his conversation with the Lin clan through his lips.

Lin: For the sake of this woman, have you even forgotten the rules in the training camp? Now that the broad family is in charge, what are you not doing well, you have to go to the training camp to suffer? How easy is it to turn over when someone is trampled on the soles of your feet?

Huo Zun: The child is not filial, so my father and mother are worried!

Lin: Even if you work hard in the training camp for three months, the Kuo family will not let you stay in the army. Why do you ask for your own suffering?

Huo Zun: Children have been practicing martial arts since childhood, studying military books hard, and if they don't enter the barracks, their skills will be wasted. Huo Jiajun can't go, in the imperial city, there is only the pro-military camp to try, the child came today, just to see her, please don't embarrass her.

Lin: If it weren't for her, you would still be a major general in the second rank of the official residence, and the commander of the 100,000 troops in the pro-military battalion, why would you need to start as a recruit and be bullied? This woman, you have already planted it in her hands once, do you want to plant it for another lifetime? I ask you, where is our gold medal for avoiding death?

Death-free gold medal?

Xia Qian's face was stunned, she had heard of this thing three months ago.

After being bullied by Huo Zun in the palace, everyone said that she was a red face and a disaster, if it weren't for Lu Jingheng who protected her life with a death-free gold medal, she would not have survived until now.

After a while, she saw Huo Zun looking at his mother and replied firmly: Lost!

Lin: Lost? Did you use it to protect that woman? That brand was bought by you in exchange for your life on the battlefield, why are you so willing to give it up?

Huo Zun: That brand was really dropped into the Void River by the child. In front of the emperor, the person who saved her with the death-free gold medal was Lu Jingheng. If the mother doesn't believe it, she can send someone to investigate. This brand is also available in the Kuo family and the Lu family, mother, you don't know it.

Xia Qian watched it for a long time, and the conversation between the two of them revolved around herself.

Before going out, the Lin family ordered to go back in three days, and on the fourth day today, it must have been Qingyue who ran to find Huo Zun, and he caught up early in the morning.

After the two had a conversation, Huo Zun knelt down in front of the Lin family again, said a bunch of good things for her, and finally proposed that she was weak and would definitely not be able to bear to stay here for a month, and begged the Lin family to allow Qingyue to come up and take care of her.

Is he caring about himself?

How can it be? It's too late to torture her!

Xia Qian looked at it and smiled bitterly.

"You don't believe me, but you still pretend to protect me, you don't like it, and you still want to imprison me to death? What good is this humiliation and revenge for you? ”

She had a sour nose and quietly exited the front hall.

clearly didn't love her, but he knelt on the ground again and again to plead for her, and ran out of the training camp for her again and again regardless of military regulations, she couldn't see or guess his thoughts, she only felt that this kind of perverted torture and emotion forced her to breathe.

Passing through the long tree-lined stone path, she ran into a pine and cypress tree, where the towering ancient trees cast dappled shadows in the early winter sun, dimming the light in the forest a little.

"Huo Zun, you are a bastard, why should you take revenge on me for your own mistakes? Because of you, your family hates me, the princess and the queen also hate me, my self-esteem and emotions have been trampled on the soles of your feet, why do you still refuse to let me go? ”

Grief and despair kept surging and rising in her heart, Xia Qian couldn't control herself anymore, and hugged a pine and cypress tree and cried bitterly.

This is the second time she has lost control of her emotions since she crossed over.

The first time, it was when Lin broke the skin of her right hand, and the doctor said that she could no longer hold the piano and make tea.

The second time was when she was completely desperate and gave up on this perverted emotion that she couldn't love and hate.

She has been depressed for many days, and after a heart-rending cry, her mood gradually eased.

Turning her head, she saw a green figure through the crystal tears.

When did you stand behind someone?

She looked at the man in a panic and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Hiding in such a remote place, you are not afraid of being taken away by a bear?" Lu Jingheng looked at her quietly and asked gently.

"Is that you?"

He stepped forward, looked at her distressedly, and replied, "I heard a cry coming from this dim wood, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Without answering his words, Xia Qian turned around and prepared to leave.

"Xia Qian!" He gently grabbed her arm, "The Huo family treats you badly, and the whole city knows it." On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huo Zun's attitude towards you changed, I thought he would treat you well, but I didn't expect it to be just to act in front of Xingping. The Huo family is ruthless, I know you are wronged, but I didn't expect to be wronged so much! ”

"Master Xie cares, I'm fine!"

"I won't let you call me a colt!"

Hearing the words "Master Horse", Lu Jingheng was almost furious.

He tilted his head and inhaled sharply, his resentful gaze gradually becoming calm when it fell on Xia Qian.

Letting go of her arm, Lu Jingheng stepped forward and stood in front of her, his cold face unconsciously flashing with tenderness.

"At the beginning, if Huo Zun hadn't been drunk and promiscuous, and there was no Kuo Tianchen being aggressive, the two of us would have been a couple. You won't be bullied, and I won't have to compromise on it. It's me who is useless, I have failed you, and I have wronged myself......"

Before Lu Jingheng's words were finished, Mingyu's shouts were already heard outside the forest.

"Young lady! Young lady! ”

Xia Qian paused and continued to walk towards the outside of the forest.

Lu Jingheng chased after her and stopped her again, and handed her an ice-blue handkerchief: "This is the cold silk of the Western Regions, your eyes are swollen like peaches, so that the Huo family doesn't know what to think when they see it." Apply it to your eyes first, and then go out when the swelling is gone! ”

Xia Qian took the handkerchief and applied it to her eyes for a while, dealt with the tears on her face and walked away.

Lu Jingheng looked at the pine and cypress she was holding when she was crying just now, his fingers fell on the bark that was wet with her tears, lowered his head and took a deep breath.

After a long moment, he straightened up, and a silver light slipped from between his sleeves.

He looked down at the dagger, and his sad eyes grew deeper.

Recently, he found that Xia Qian copied only a part of the Sanskrit text in the Qingtian Palace, and the content copied was all scribbled together, and he was anxious about this matter, thinking that Xia Qian knew too many secrets, and since he couldn't use it, it would be a disaster to keep it.

Yesterday, I heard that Xia Qian was copying scriptures in Fahua Temple, and he came up early in the morning to kill people and kill people.

Unexpectedly, seeing her crying alone in Songbin, his heart gradually softened.

The same body involuntarily, the same grievances, her pain is not what he is experiencing, he waved the dagger and stabbed it the tree.