In the world, on the side of the peaks, thousands of years of ancient temples, all the sounds are silent, only the sound of Zhong Xinyin.

Lan Yi quietly looked at the temple under the cover of night, the monk's house and hall in the shape of an erected tower: plain white, solemn, and not the atmosphere of incense filled with ordinary temples, but faintly revealed a stiff, cold feeling, as if stepping in, like entering a cage, never able to see the light of day, I can't help but be afraid, and my steps are a little hesitant.

The eldest prince didn't seem to pay attention to all this, although his expression was solemn and expressionless, there was a kind of unconcealed emotion in his eyes.

He stared at the gate and walked up the steps, the soles of his boots sounding like the drums of the twilight on the shore of a lake at night; The temple door was closed and no one could hear, but he was sure that someone was waiting for him.

When the hand is raised and lowered again, and the meeting is approaching, why is it that he is afraid?

"Are you alright?"

He asked, his face close to the gray wooden door, tentatively:

The familiar aura is still there, but ... It's just old, and there is more of the vicissitudes of the grass and trees.

After a moment of contemplation, he finally pushed the door open and walked inside.

A lamp in the temple is like a bean, dim and quiet, although the temple is old, but the incense platform is washed like not stained with dust, and there is no fragrant fruit tribute to cover, only in front of the Buddhist altar, there is a dragon's blood wooden box, the oil lamp flickered, the wooden box under the shadow seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood, endless!

And I, the Buddha, lowered his eyes and twisted his fingers to meditate:

Why is the liberation of the world always so pathetic?

The eldest prince stared for a moment, sat down on the futon left alone in front of the desk, and chanted together:

"I and all living beings have no beginning. If you don't see the Buddhas, you don't know what to do. But life and death, I don't know the reason. Amitabha, Fatata, Fatata, Amita... ”

The chanting gradually ceased until the silent recitation was silent, and then the outside of the temple re-entered the realm of silence.

Lan Yi sat on the steps in front of the hall, his eyes staring at the deep night, and unconsciously there was a strange feeling that made him a little in a trance:

Is anyone talking to me?

"Blue Yi, guess what, is there any way to regenerate that little brother in the hall?"

The man in white sat down, also looked up at the dark night sky, and said with a half-sigh:

"I once asked the Buddha, 'What is the most important thing a person should do if he wants to be reborn?'

Guess what, blue, what did the Buddha answer me? He said, "The most important thing to do is to go through the past life all over again."

Mmmm, what the Buddha said!

It is true that the human world can be reincarnated without stopping, and it seems that there is a long-cherished wish that cannot be fulfilled in this life, and you can make up for it in the next life!

But the Buddha said, "You have to let go in order to be born again!"

Put it down? If everything is put down, why should man be born again?

It's true that the Buddha's meaning is broad and profound, but I can't figure out this logic! ”

He chuckled softly in the ear of the blue robe, complaining about the Buddha's "unreasonable" logic, and even leaned on the back of the blue coat and laughed loudly at the Buddha's theory:

"The Buddha said that everything in this life is cause and effect in previous lives, but what is the result of my encounter with the Buddha in the Buddha's previous life? Could it be that between me and the Buddha, who has borne the fruit of sin?

You say, how can he become a Buddha on the ground if the evil karma is not removed? Hehe.. ”

was laughing and laughing, suddenly a figure appeared in the light shadow in front of the steps, the blue clothes turned around, but it was the temple host standing there silently watching, he saw the blue clothes looking at him, said the Buddha number, and greeted the blue clothes:

"Amitabha! Donor, please come with me. ”

Lan Yi then got up, followed in, and walked to the threshold, but turned to look back at the place where he had just meditated, and thoughtfully, the host saw it, and persuaded again:

"Amitabha! All things have a fate, and they cannot be forced to end, alas, let him go! ”

Blue Cloth Strange Road:

"Who is the host master talking about?"

The host was silent and led the blue clothes away.

The man in white stood on his own in the mountain wind, looking at the ink and darkness in the forest. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and in his mind, the man had disappeared. And then a sudden gust of wind rushed in, and suddenly there was an additional figure in the calm space:

The black clothes and black scarf are the people Yun Sheng has met many times.

The man in white hesitated in the dark:

Why was he here? Why do you dare to come? Why come?

......

......

In the underworld, in the room of Bao Zhiyu, the lord of the five halls. Spring is infinitely not late, leave it to the delicate and angry to urge the makeup!

Bao Zhiyu woke up first, but she was a little shy, and she looked at Xue Jun, who was still dreaming soundly, with a doting demeanor, and after a while, she quietly got out of bed and whispered to the maid outside to fetch water and freshen up.

The slight sound finally made Xue Jun perceive, a slight headache and an abnormal smell between his mouth and nose made him instantly aware that it was different from usual, and the skin touch on the surface of his body made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave:

How so? Why is it happening in such a hurry!

He closed his eyes, the memories in his mind came back little by little, and when he approached the middle of the memory, he sat up on the bed, rolled over and got out of bed to find his clothes, which were torn and tattered, but he barely put them on, and walked towards the door.

Bao Zhiyu had been silently watching him dress, but at this time she raised her voice and asked:

"I don't know how Xue Shaojun explained to Miss Bai Shao, what happened last night? Do you say, or do I say? ”

Xue Jun turned his head and glared angrily:

"Shame on you! He used such a bad trick! ”

Bao Zhiyu sneered:

"What an innocent victim, His Royal Highness Xue Shao! With your thousands of years of cultivation in the underworld, you can't resist the temptation of the world's enchanting medicine? Is it because I am not using the means of justice, and are you innocent and desireless in your heart? Last night, you weren't awake, but why didn't you leave? You're just making excuses! ”

Xue Jun wanted to argue again, but he didn't open his mouth and felt ashamed and embarrassed, he paused, and was about to walk out of the door.

"Stop!"

Bao Zhiyu raised her voice and ordered. Xue Jun reluctantly stopped, and said in a deep voice:

"What else do you want to do?"

Bao Zhiyu walked up to him, pulled the flawed clothes, and said with a miserable smile:

"If you don't want to marry me tomorrow, you'd better change your clothes and go out!"

As he spoke, he instructed the maid standing beside him:

"Go to the bedside and bring the clothes and pants prepared for His Royal Highness Xue Shao, and wait for His Royal Highness to change clothes."

Xue Jun had nothing to argue with at this point, changed his clothes, saw that there was no one around, and quietly went away.

However, what he thought was unknown to no one, and he only thought that when he walked out of the Five Palaces, Yan Jun of the Five Palaces stood in the store, looking at his departing back, and nodded unconsciously and sighed:

"Well, the timing is right, getting married earlier may not be able to make up for some regrets, not bad, not bad!"

And Xue Jun's return was also seen by Yan Jun of the Ten Palaces, who was walking slowly in the courtyard:

"I came back from the direction of the five halls at such an hour, and I looked quite ashamed and embarrassed, isn't it...

I thought of the heavenly fairy Bai Shao who lived in the palace for a few days a few days ago, although it was hard to say anything, but after all, I was worried: the so-called rules are strict, don't go on a business trip! Now it seems that it is in vain to worry, well, so good!

Not... It's better to get married earlier, and there is less of a heart! ”

The two underworld hall masters, although they have not met face-to-face, they have their own spiritual communication in their hearts, and it is also rare to experience.