(Cat pounces Chinese) Nanzhao has sixteen dead people on his body, and there are indeed ghosts! She thought that there was the power of the spirit flower to hide, but she could cover the ghost qi, but after all, she still did not escape Lu Donglai...... Nose!

However, she knew very well what a sin this move was in the eyes of this little Taoist, and even if she was discovered, she would pretend to be wrong and explain

"It's probably that there are too many dead people tonight, and there are too many ghosts!" How could Lu Donglai be so easy to dismiss? He continued to grab Nan Zhao's shoulders and asked with the eyes of an old thief staring at her face

"Poor Dao Fang just met a ghost, and we are both quite fated, guess who it is? Little spirit girl? She closed her eyes and knew that he was talking about black impermanence, but she pretended to be stupid and asked

"Who?"

"Huh—why are you suddenly stupid when you were so smart here not long ago? So many people died here tonight, and the ghost I met here was fateful, wasn't it Fan Wusheng, who I was injured on the Yin Man Road before! You-this, but you still have other people's ghosts! Nan Zhao was stared at by him and his palms were inexplicably sweating, he had never been so nervous when he was ruthless in front of Hei Wuchang, and he wanted to ask him if his nose had been opened, and he could even distinguish the smell that belonged to that ghost!

She didn't hide anymore, and immediately grabbed the other party's hand, fearlessly

"Yes! I met Fan Wu and detained the sixteen dead people he wanted to detain! Now the sixteen dead are on me! "How?

Lu Dong came to see her suddenly confess like this, and she didn't play with her, and her expression also changed.

"Privately withholding the soul of the dead and violating the laws of the underworld is a trip against the heavens that the Three Realms cannot tolerate!" Nan Zhao replied without remorse

"If you want to say that the Three Realms can't tolerate it, how can I just detain the soul of the dead? My Nanzhao's existence in this world is also intolerable to them! Lu Dong came to preach

"Nanzhao, you have no choice in your birth, but it is your initiative to detain the soul of the dead, can it be generalized?"

"What about you? Lu Daochang, when you broke into the Yin Road to injure Fan Wusheng in order to find out the death of Zhuang Ziyu, where was the law of the Three Realms in your mouth? Nan Zhao questioned him!

"You ......"

"Trade my life for my life! I know there is a way to resurrect but I don't do it, do you think it's possible? Don't say that it's a private detention of the souls, if you exchange the lives of these souls for his lives, I will not hesitate to do it! Nan Zhao said firmly, and after that, even she was taken aback by what she said.

The moral kindness she once believed in, at this moment, was left behind, she was no longer the persistent little Dao Gu who always talked about Master's Dao, she tasted the power of the spiritual flower, in front of those who tried to stop her, arrogant and conceited.

She didn't like that of herself, but she had to be like that. In Lu Donglai's complicated gaze, she retracted Fang Cai's invincible demeanor and became depressed, she said as if she was pleading

"Lu Donglai, I can do my best to abide by all the other laws and regulations you said, but about Shen Rusu, I can't!" After speaking, she walked past the other party, and the wind blew the silver hair that Lu Donglai had messed up in the fight.

She left for a long time, Lu Donglai didn't move, his feet and legs were injured, and the blood stains on his clothes made him look a little decadent and low.

The words that Fang Cai Nan Zhao said kept echoing in his mind. Only about Shen Ru can't ...... He suddenly understood why he was destined to be a Taoist priest from birth, because people in the world are more poisonous than poison, making people unprincipled and without a bottom line!

And as a Taoist priest with principles and bottom lines, he is simply ...... when facing Nan Zhao's behavior. Unbearable!

Ignoring the injury on his leg, he jumped onto the roof, sat cross-legged on it, and began to recite the mantra silently! Nan Zhao returned to the Ning Mansion, and the rest of the Ning family had just collected the bones, properly preserved, and waited for burial.

The cry of losing her relatives has not stopped, Nan Zhao tried not to be affected by this, she felt that she needed to explain to Master Ning, so she went to the old man who had nothing to love and told in a deep voice

"Ningan is dead! Xiaofeng is also dead! Old Man Ning's old eyes, which were crying gloomily, turned to look at her.

"Ning Gan was murdered to death by the things he attracted, Xiaofeng is a short-term sight that he doesn't want to live alone!" She didn't want to sensationalize comfort and said it as concisely as possible.

Ning Gan is his least favorite son, but after all, it is his son, hearing the news, he was stunned at first, and then laughed infatuatedly

"He is looking for a way to die, but he has to drag so many people to accompany him to the funeral, hahahaha, they are all dead, dead!" Nan Zhao didn't say anything more, and went alone to find the place where the essence blood of the evil tail was hidden, under a cherry tree in the courtyard outside the delivery room.

She used a shovel to gouge for half an hour, and then she saw the delicate porcelain bottle, she first took out the spirit of the spirit flower in it alone, and put it together with the one she came from the Dao god, and then collected all the essence blood in the bottle with the power of the spirit flower in the palm of her hand.

After all, this evil tail is refined with the power of the spirit flower, which can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to the roots! Overnight, after getting two spiritual spirits, she felt that Shen Rugu was about to come back, and her mood couldn't calm down for a long time, on the way back, sitting in the carriage, Zhou Yuan had fallen asleep early, but she leaned aside and thought about things.

Dao God is willing to give up his spirit in order to save Feng Shu, is it because they really have a deep master-apprentice relationship, or does he have other conspiracies?

Fan Wu went back to the underworld, can he successfully bring Shen Rugu's soul back? But this time, she and the Liangzi of the underworld are concluded!

Yunzhou Guogong Mansion, early the next morning. Nan Zhao was going out today to inquire about the whereabouts of the ghosts and immortals, and all the guys who needed to be used, including the sixteen dead and spirits, she carried them with her, packed them up, and was ready to go out, but Zhou Yang was waiting outside the hospital early in the morning.

The summer morning was not too hot, and he was dressed in a light white robe, elegant and profound.

"Ninth Brother ......" Nan Zhao accidentally mixed in half. One day back, although Zhou Yang had almost learned all the thrills of their Ning family from the fourteenth princess, Nan Zhao didn't say a word.

Lu Donglai avoided in the barracks again, remembering that when he came back that day, Lu Dong said something with a deep meaning, and he felt uneasy several times in his heart.

He said

"Lord, if Tiannanzhao becomes what the world thinks, will the prince still treat her as before?" Zhou Yang almost never thought about this question, in his eyes, Nan Zhao has always been the same Nan Zhao, and he has never let him down.

What does the world think of it? So what does that look like?

"Nan Zhao, can I go out with Brother Jiu today?" Zhou Yang asked. In my memory, her ninth brother rarely took the initiative to speak, although Nan Zhao was anxious to find the whereabouts of the ghosts and immortals, but the two did not seem to conflict, so she readily agreed!

Zhou Yuan also has to follow, the three of them take a carriage together, go to the halfway, only to say, it was originally a suburb of the west of Yunzhou, there is a Bodhi Temple, and the Sifang Temple of Taizhou, the King Kong Temple of Cangzhou is called the four ancient temples, with a history of thousands of years, among which there are countless monks who have obtained the Tao, and the collection of scriptures is tens of thousands of volumes, which is the holy place of many Buddhist scriptures.

Besides, this temple has gone through so many years, and there have been several generations of dynasties, and in the troubled times, many hard-working people have been relieved, and the Sima family and even the Yunzhou army who have guarded Yunzhou in the past dynasties are closely related.

Zhou Yuan asked curiously

"I heard that there is a pagoda in the Bodhi Temple, there will be a miracle of the gods in the tower in the middle of July every year, and every year the Bodhi Temple will hold a pilgrimage at this moment, believers from all walks of life will come to participate, when the emperor and grandfather are there, in order to see the wonders in the Bodhi Pagoda, every year will rush to Yunzhou from the sky to watch, at that time, people from all walks of life in the world will also come to join in the fun, some people want to get a little fairy, some people want to see the holy face; As a result, this Bodhi Temple, crowned by the royal crown, is very lively. "This year's three days will be held, I heard that this year's Emperor Yan because of various folk rumors about the demon star, coupled with the matter of life and death, this year plans to visit the Bodhi Temple in person, at this time, the spies come to report, the holy drive will be in Yunzhou two days later.

Zhou Yang hadn't seen his father for three years, and he didn't have the joy of reuniting between father and son after a long absence, and his mood was very complicated.

Nan Zhao heard Zhou Yuan talk about this, and subconsciously went to see her ninth brother, and saw him sitting silently, with a little sadness between his eyebrows.

Although he didn't say anything, she seemed to understand him in a moment. is a relative who is connected by blood, but he can't wait for him to die, and he is a minister or a son, and everything has to be suffered silently.

Bodhi Temple is just ahead, open the carriage curtain, you can see a magnificent temple built under the green hills, yellow tube tiles, pieces such as gold, red Buddha wall, at first glance distinct.

The carriage stopped outside the temple, and the dragon hunters consciously unloaded their weapons and led the way in front, while the rest of the royal guards followed.

Zhou Yang spoke

"Come here today, firstly, I was entrusted by my grandfather to assist the temple in almsgiving, and secondly, although the door of life and death is guarded by Lu Donglai, but the power of one person is limited after all, and the people in the world are responsible, and we are also here to pray for Yunzhou." Zhou Yuan listened very carefully and nodded and asked

"Brother Jiu, how are we going to pray for blessings?"

"Every year, tens of thousands of volumes of scriptures are required, some of which are copied by the monks of the monastery, and most of which are written by other believers! The imperial grandmother also copied more than 200 volumes with the palace people in the palace, and she will also arrive in Yunzhou with her father the day after tomorrow! Zhou Yang's tone was full of respect.

But the fourteenth princess pouted

"Ahh Copy the scriptures! "Obviously, instead of boring copying scriptures, it's still fun to go out with Nan Zhao to fight demons and kill ghosts.

Zhou Yang didn't know what she was thinking, and tapped her head with his hand and said

"You, if you are most impatient, you should copy more scriptures!" Here, he looked at Nan Zhao and asked

"You have also experienced a lot recently, Bodhi Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, and you also take this opportunity to meditate." Nan Zhao knew that Brother Jiu had a hard conscience, so he didn't ruin his interest.

Isn't it just copying scriptures, she has copied a lot in the past, but she is Taoist, Buddha and other families, she is not proficient, but she is also in awe.

However, it was somewhat awkward to bring sixteen ghosts into this holy place of Buddhism, and if it weren't for the protection of her spirit flower, these new ghosts would soon disappear here!

After entering the temple, there are special little monks who invite them to go to the apse to copy the scriptures, and there are many people who copy the scriptures here today, all of them are devout believers from Yunzhou, there are large noble women, and there are also civilian scholars.

The scriptures that need to be copied are neatly placed on the table, and tens of thousands of scriptures that have been copied are piled up in front of the temple.

Although there are many people inside, except for the sound of paper and pen grinding, the quiet atmosphere is really different from other places. Nan Zhao and Zhou Yuan found an empty case and knelt on the futon, she hadn't written for a long time, when she picked up the pen, she suddenly thought of Shen Rusu's picture of always putting down the pen in the study late at night.

How long will it be before she can see this scene again, she is looking forward to it. She misses Shen Ru's heart in the pen in her hand, the Buddhist family pays attention to cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded, she wants to copy more scriptures for Shen Rugu to accumulate virtue, and she can return smoothly in the future, so she copied neatly not to say, but also very quickly.

"Oh, Sister Zhao, why are you so serious about what you do?" The fourteenth princess next to her whispered.

Nan Zhao looked over, she had copied a full page, but on the page in front of Zhou Yuan, there was only a turtle drawn.

"Because I'm asking for too much!" She smiled and answered honestly. For a long time, she wants her relatives, revenge, the truth, she wants to live, and she wants to move forward with difficulty, and now she wants Shen Ru to come back, she sometimes feels that she is too greedy, so she wants to take on more responsibilities and do more good deeds, maybe when he thunders down, he can be a little lighter.

At the end of the day, she copied the most scriptures of all people, and they were neat and tidy, and even the little monk who checked praised her for her magic pen.

After eating fast, passing by the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Zhou Yang said

"Nanzhao, the sign of Bodhi Temple is very accurate, do you want to go in and ask for one?" Zhou Yuan took over and said

"Yes, Sister Zhao, didn't you say that you asked for a lot, go ask for one?" In the past, there were many divinations, and asking for a sign has never been done before, so let's try it!

It was almost dusk, and there were few pilgrims in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and after all of them had worshiped sincerely, they left quietly.

Nan Zhao walked to the place where he asked for a signature, and Zhou Yang personally took the lottery holder and handed it to her

"Kneel here, and remember in your heart what you ask." She knelt down obediently, silently recited Shen Ru's name, and shook the sticker.

Others shook a few times to come out of the lot, she shook it several times and didn't see the lot, thinking, it seems that the Buddha also knows that she is a trip against the sky, and she doesn't even want to give a deputy sign!

Didn't you say that the Buddha was tolerant of all rivers?

"Tower-" A bamboo stick fell to the ground, and Zhou Yang picked it up for her, as if he understood her thoughts, and said softly

"As long as you wait patiently, there will be an answer after all." handed the sign to the old monk who was in charge of the signing, and the other party looked at her more, not knowing what it meant.

Zhou Yang asked respectfully

"Is there anything wrong with Master?" The monk folded his hands in front of his chest, made a Buddhist bow to him, and replied slowly

"The poor monk has been in charge of signing documents here for decades, and this is the first time someone has drawn this lot!" Hearing this, several people were very curious, what kind of lottery Nan Zhao drawn, and no one had ever drawn it.

The old monk went to take out the signature and handed it to her, with four lines of words written on it, a bridge and two heads, a long-cherished wish to solve a thousand years, the night came and the evening breeze passed, and I don't know where to return.

After reading these four lines, Nan Zhao couldn't help frowning and repeating the last two sentences. The night comes and the evening breeze passes, and I don't know where to go...... Just the night before, the Taoist god had recited a temple similar to this sign, could it be that he had also asked for this sign?

Is this signature a bad or a good thing? She was puzzled and handed over the signature, hoping that the old monk could help interpret one or two.

The old monk sighed

"The poor monk has been here for 21,680 days, wind and rain, a total of more than 560,000 times, there are 386 notes, all know the details, only these 387 signs, the poor monk has not been able to understand this principle-" Zhou Yuan said in surprise

"Ah, there is even a signature that you don't understand, isn't there a master who can solve this sign in such a big Bodhi Temple?" The old monk smiled and replied

"If this sign is very important to the donor, you can go to the Bodhi Pagoda to find Master Xuyun, he is a monk who has attained great enlightenment, and this sign should be able to solve the doubts for the donor." Accepting the signature, the three of them walked out, and looked up to her

"Master Xuyun is a monk of the same name as Master Yiwu, and he guards the Bodhi Pagoda to practice all the year round, but the Bodhi Pagoda is not open to pilgrims on weekdays except for Bodhi...... he remembered that the last time they went to the Sifang Temple, Nan Zhao was also ordered by Master Yiwu, and thought that she still had a fate with Buddhism, so he said

"Since this lottery has not been won for so many years, only Master Xuyun can solve it, you can ask for it with all your heart, and you should be able to get your wish." So a few people walked past several monasteries of Bodhi Monastery and came to the Bodhi Pagoda named after it.

It is a pagoda with a nine-story tower, it is rumored that on the spire of the pagoda, there is a relic enshrined, named Bodhi, which is not only the treasure of the temple, but also a magic weapon to destroy demons.

However, it was all rumor, and no one had ever really seen that relic. It's just that Master Xuyun has been here for several years, and it is not open on weekdays, so it is more sacred and quiet.

There was a little monk guarding the tower, and his job was to guide the pilgrims who had come here back, and when he saw them coming, he immediately came to persuade them

"A few donors, the Bodhi Pagoda has not yet opened, if you want to view the tower, you can go to Bodhi in three days, a few donors, please go back!" As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk heard the sound of the three monks and wooden fish in the tower, and suddenly said again

"Wait a minute." He ran into the Bodhi Pagoda, and after a while, he ran out again and asked respectfully

"Excuse me, which of your donors is surnamed Nan?" Several people looked at each other, and Zhou Yuan immediately pointed to the guide Zhaodao

"Her surname is Nan!" The little monk said to her

"Master Xuyun, please ask the donor to come in." Nan Zhao was not so surprised, the last time she saw Master Yiwu in the Sifang Temple, she knew that these monks, Buddhas, like to dial people the most, I want to come to this Xuyun Master also knows something, and is going to come to teach her, she entered the tower alone, and saw a white-bearded old monk standing at the tower ladder, looking at her with a kind smile, and she was uncomfortable.

Is this a void cloud? He didn't look so old, but he wasn't young either, but his complexion was bright, and it was very different from the faces of those in the world.

This is the face of the Buddha that people in Buddhism have cultivated and practiced.

"Donor, please—" She walked over, followed the void clouds, and climbed towards the top of the tower, halfway up, she finally couldn't help it, and said loudly

"Master, you should know what I'm going to do, I don't look at the Bodhi relics!" The master turned around, still with the same smile on his face,

"You come and ask for the sign, the three hundred and eighty-seventh sign!" She couldn't help but feel respect, and even knew how many lots she was asking for!

"Then why did the master take me to the top of the tower?" The master did not answer, and continued to lead her to the top of the tower.

Nanzhao has a request for people, so he didn't say much, followed to the top of the tower, did not see the rumored Bodhi relics, only on this high tower, saw the outline of the Buddha shadow of the Bodhi Temple, and the sunset of the mountain shadow in the distance.

The master asked her as he stood in front of the tower window

"What did the donor see?"

"Monk?" The master shook his head,

"Look farther away."

"Temple Gate?" The master shook his head,

"Farther away." She replied patiently

"Mountains...... Farmland ......," the master asked her again, pointing into the distance

"What is between the mountains?" Nan Zhao frowned and thought about it, his mind had already circled around the direction of Yunzhou City, and he suddenly realized

"It's the door of life and death!" The Master nodded in satisfaction and told her

"Bodhi Pagoda is not only the head of the temple, but also the top of Yunzhou, at this high place, you can see the door of life and death." She immediately thought that this Xuyun had been here for several years, and he said that he was practicing to the outside world, and it was not difficult to find that he had done the same thing as Sima Feng and Lu Donglai, and they were all guarding the door of life and death.

Sima Feng is a general, Lu Donglai is a high way to save the world, and Xuyun is a master of Buddhism, so what about her?

Why did Xuyun take her to see the door of life and death? What does it have to do with the signing she wants to solve? Knowing the confusion in her heart, the void cloud patiently said to her

"Donor, many years ago, the temple did not have a signature book, and there was no 367 signature, that was hundreds of years ago, a donor personally wrote, he left a prophecy, if he is in danger of reopening the door of life and death, there will be a woman to ask the 367th sign, this sign is looking for people, the signature is, a bridge and two heads, a long-cherished wish to solve a thousand years, the night comes and the evening breeze passes, I don't know where to return. What the girl wants to ask is whether that person will come back......" Nan Zhao nodded and asked

"So master, in this signature, can that person come back?" Xuyun sighed and replied

"The night comes and the evening breeze passes, and I don't know where to go...... I'm afraid that the person asked by the donor won't come back! She didn't believe it, and said in an eager tone

"I don't believe it!" The other party saw her so resolute, and said in the same tone

"The donor must have heard that for so many years, the pilgrims who came to the temple to ask for a signature, no one has ever won this lot, and the poor monk also told the donor that this sign was set hundreds of years ago, and you are also as the person who wrote the signature said, and came to ask for the signature on time, how can you not believe in this sign?"

"That's the master, you are mistaken, the explanation of this sign should be that he can come back, how can it be that he can't come back?" She looked at the old monk with her eyes open, and viciously hoped that he was really old and confused!

But Xuyun told her again

"Since I have kept the Bodhi Pagoda, this sign is like this, the donor can not believe it, but the result will always appear, then if the donor still has something to understand, you can come to the Bodhi Pagoda again to solve the doubts." Nan Zhao listened to the words of the old monk, so distraught that she even forgot the last salute, she pinched the sign and walked down the pagoda, Zhou Yang They were still waiting for her below, and when she came out, Zhou Yuan hurriedly came over to ask her

"How is it, have you seen that Void Cloud Master? And the Bodhi Relic has you seen? Her face was not very good-looking, and the heartless princess couldn't see it, but Zhou Yang saw it in her eyes and asked softly

"Nan Zhao, is it because the Void Cloud Master explained the signature for you is not good?" Nan Zhao nodded,

The master said...... He can't come back! "Cat flutter Chinese