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This move is simply unprecedented, unseen, unheard of, even Nan Zhao next to him was shocked, not to mention the people below?

They were all deeply shocked and touched by King Tai'an's bow, and the angry emotions just now had no reason to vent after facing such an apology.

The king of Tai'an even promised them: "Today, the king hereby promises you that those criminals who killed your relatives will be arrested wherever they flee, and this king will seek justice for your relatives who died in vain!" ”

In fact, most of these people were instigated and instigated by others to gather here to make trouble, and now when they hear King Tai'an's response, they will inevitably not believe it.

"Really?"

Hearing the doubts, Zhou Yang was not angry, he raised his hand and swore an oath: "This king assures you with his own king name, that is, this is true, heaven and earth can prove it!" ”

Everyone swore on the webpage that there would be no fake, and finally they had some comfort for the loss of their loved ones.

"The prince is a good man!"

"The prince is different from those dog officials!"

They were so grateful to King Tayan that they were able to take charge of the death of their loved ones, and they all knelt down and kowtowed to him.

Zhou Yang was very touched when he saw this scene, his breathing became rapid because of this, and there was not only firmness in his eyes, but also kindness buried in his bones.

He still had something to say to everyone, so he took two steps forward and shouted, "This king will do everything in his power to restore justice to you, and I ask you to throw away your weapons and go home!" ”

He bowed again.

Now that everyone has got what they wanted, who wants to make trouble again?

They listened to his advice and laid down their weapons.

At this moment, as soon as Yuan Wu arrived outside with three thousand city guards, he was stopped by Xunlong and others.

"General Yuan! Thank you General Yuan for bringing troops over to support, but my prince has appeased the people, and asked General Yuan to order people to retreat! ”

Yuan Wu also saw the scene of those troublemakers kneeling down to Zhou Yang, and he also knew that he had come for nothing, with a lot of disdain on his face, and said in his words: "Your prince is really good!" ”

As he spoke, his gaze moved to Nan Zhao, who was standing beside Zhou Yang, and after a fierce light fell, he unwillingly turned the horse's head and ordered: "Withdraw!" ”

On this day, a nursery rhyme began to spread in the streets and alleys: Taizhou City, the state capital, the king of Qingtian is willing to serve the people, behead the evildoers, cure the profiteers, and be jealous of evil is a good king......

In late spring and March, the cherry blossoms in Taizhou have bloomed, and the streets are full of pink, which is very beautiful under the warm sun.

There are also a lot of cherry blossom trees planted in the Tai'an Palace, and Nanzhao is still wearing a plain white filial piety clothes, and after her feet are not lame, her body seems to be a head taller.

After Zhou Yang met a few adults in Taizhou, he walked into the inner courtyard and saw her looking up at the cherry blossoms above her head, the thin back, revealing a little loneliness.

Thinking of her senseless appearance when she walked alone through the troublesome people, in addition to respect, I did not forget that she was only seventeen years old.

His royal sister Zhou Yuan is the same age as Nan Zhao, and in addition to having fun all day long, she doesn't know anything about the outside world, let alone what it is.

"Lord Wang!" Feeling Zhou Yang standing in the distance, Nan Zhao turned around, and the loneliness when he looked at the cherry blossoms just now had faded away, replaced by calmness.

"The culprit of the Wan Ning Paste case, Cao Yanmei, has left Taizhou City, and the person who colluded with her is the real murderer of my master, the prince wants to arrest them, Nan Zhao is willing to do my best to help the prince!"

Zhou Yang was naturally very pleased to hear her say this.

He knew that Cao Yanmei was a person with strong skills behind him, although he knew a lot of things about the Xuanmen, but after all, it was only on paper, and he couldn't ask for the help of the spirit girl.

"However, Nan Zhao's strength alone is really meager, before going to track down the whereabouts of Cao Yanmei and others, there are still two important things to do, both of which require the help of the prince!"

"What's the matter, you say!" Zhou Yang said to her, not to mention that she begged for it, even if she didn't open her mouth, she would help her, and she was even more responsive at the moment.

"I have a soul flower spell, I don't have much to do with the affairs of the underworld at present, I really don't have that ability, I know that the prince knows a lot about Xuanmen, can you know that there is such a master, can you help me inquire about some things." As soon as Nan Zhao said this first thing, Zhou Yang knew what she was going to ask!

"Nan Zhao, are you looking for someone to ask Shen Gongzi's whereabouts?"

Nan Zhao nodded: "Shen Ru is my husband, he took his soul and went down to the Yin Road to save me Yang, and finally I was drowned by hundreds of evil ghosts with him, only I returned Yang, I don't know if he still exists between these three realms, but before it is confirmed that he is gone, Nan Zhao will never give up!" ”

After hearing this, Zhou Yang nodded, and said without the slightest hypocrisy: "As you said, that Shen Gongzi values your life more than himself, and there must be no doubt about your friendship, and it is rare for you to be so attentive to him." ”

He put away his loss, thought about it seriously, and said: "The person you are looking for, there is such a person, this person's Dharma name is Zhijue, he is a senior monk of Taizhou Sifang Temple, I heard that he can pass through the yin and be unimpeded in the underworld, but ......"

"But what?"

"He is very old, and this king has only heard that he is a living monk, and he has also gone to the Sifang Temple several times, wanting to see the avenue of this monk, but he has no chance once, and no one can see him, let alone ask questions?"

Listening to the words of King Tai'an, it seems that there is no hope, but this news is very important to Nanzhao, she saw that the sky was not dark, and she decided to go to Sifang Temple at this moment.

"Go now?"

"Hmm." Can't wait a moment!

"Then the king will go with you!" Zhou Yang emphasized.

Nan Zhao refused: "When the prince travels, he will inevitably have to bring a few guards, Buddhism is important, and it is not appropriate to have too many mundane things." ”

Of course, Zhou Yang also hoped that fewer people could follow, but he had his own strategy, and he said to Nan Zhao: "You also saw it today, outside the state capital, someone mixed into those people to fan the flames, and afterwards the king sent people to arrest them, and they all ran away, however, the goal they wanted to achieve today was unsuccessful, and now the whole city knows that you are the king's person, Nan Zhao, except for those who are plotting against you behind your back, now I am only afraid of those who want to put this king to death, the first thing to get rid of is you!" ”

After listening to it, she felt that what King Tai'an said was not unreasonable, and now, she could value her life, so she no longer refused to go with Zhou Yang, after all, Wang Fuwei was a master of one top one.

Sifang Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, where there have been hundreds of monks, enjoy the reputation of Buddhism, and is a holy place for many Buddhist believers.

And such an ancient temple, it is built on the halfway of the Sifang Mountain in Taizhou, there is no avenue on the mountain, only the stone steps made of bluestone, the stone steps are 3,333 steps in total, it is difficult for people without perseverance to climb to the top.

But even so, there are many believers who go up to worship every day, and it is even more difficult to seek the side of Master Zhijue, not to mention that the king of Tai'an is coming, even the current emperor Lao Tzu himself is here, and there is no such opportunity with the master, and I don't see it!

Nan Zhao and Zhou Yang went up the mountain this time, plus Wang Fuwei a total of thirty-two people, because they are all practicing families, it is not difficult to climb the stone steps, everyone climbs very fast, but when they climb halfway up the mountain, they can't help but be a little panting, Xunlong is afraid that his master will be tired, so he leaned down and said: "Master, I'll carry you up!" ”

Zhou Yang looked at Nan Zhao, who was walking in the front, shook his head and said: "Women can do this, you still have to carry this king up the mountain, why don't you go up and move down the Sifang Temple to this king?" ”

Xunlong hurriedly retreated, patted his ass and said: "The prince is mighty, his physical strength is amazing, prince, please first!" ”

Zhou Yang was too lazy to listen to his noise next to him, quickened his pace, caught up with Nan Zhao in front, and asked softly: "If you go up the mountain this time and can't see that Zhijue Master, what will you do?" ”

There are so many people in the world who can't see the monk, and this monk only hears his Dharma name, so old, maybe he will die a long time ago, he doesn't have the confidence to think that they can see it after all.

Nan Zhao stared at the stone steps in front of him, and replied consistently: "If you come, you will be safe, and you can't force it after all!" ”

Zhou Yang stopped talking, and after a long time of dark, they finally arrived at the gate of the Sifang Temple.

Looking for the dragon to buckle the door, the little monk guarding the door opened the door, and said to them: "Donor, the temple door is closed today, burn incense and worship the Buddha, please come back tomorrow." ”

Zhou Yang also made a Buddha ceremony with the little monk and requested: "We are not here to worship the Buddha today, but to ask to see Master Zhijue of your temple for something!" ”

After hearing this, the little monk smiled lightly without disdain and said: "Donor, the little monk has been a monk in the Sifang Temple for more than five years, and he has never seen the side of Master Zhijue!" ”

The little monk didn't speak, he took himself as an example, just to persuade them to retreat.

Nan Zhao looked at the thousand-year-old temple behind the door, probably because she grew up in the Taoist temple since she was a child, and there was a sense of familiarity, so she said: "Since what you ask for is chance, then you can't force everything, since we come here, let's go to the temple to burn a stick of incense!" ”

The little monk didn't stop them and let them in!

Nanzhao came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, knelt down, and silently recited the request to the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha enshrined in front of him.

Zhou Yang also knelt with her, he felt that he had a good concentration, but he knelt until the second half of the night, almost fell asleep several times, turned his head to see that Nan Zhao's will was still there, and he felt ashamed, he couldn't compare to a little girl, so he cheered up and continued to kneel.

The sky was bright before he knew it, Xunlong, who was sitting outside the main hall, rubbed his sleepy eyes twice, stretched out his head and looked inside, his master was half-asleep and insisted, but Nan Zhao straightened his waist, as if he was beaten with iron.

"Grass! After this girl died once, it is estimated that she was stained with the resentment of those evil ghosts in the underworld, but she tortured my father to death! ”

Xunhu leaned over and whispered back: "Look at our master's willing look, like torture?" ”

"It's not that you don't know, how many years has the master been looking for this girl, and now he finally sees the moon in the clouds, hehe, I'm really happy for our master!"

Speaking of this, Xunlong said selfishly: "Although it is a pity that the son of the Shen family died, but for the sake of our prince, he had better die!" ”

"Don't be listened to by that girl, I will fight with you!"

Xunlong was unconvinced and said: "Then why can't she let go of the Shen family's son, just because he saved her?" Our prince didn't save her less, what is not as good as that person? Ouch! ”

At the end of the words, who slapped the head of the dragon, he stood up in a startled and saw that it was his master.

"Master, why are you beating me?"

"Shen Gongzi is the husband of Nan Zhao, even if the person is really dead, you must not talk about this behind your back in the future!" He emphasized even more: "This king treats Nan Zhao well, it is what this king wants, there is no need for Nan Zhao to reciprocate, and I don't want her to bear any debts and pressure because of this, you just love her as if she is the king's sister, do you hear?" ”

Xunlong was beaten for the sake of his master, his heart was uneven, he pursed his lips, and had to say: "Yes!" ”

Zhou Yang looked back at Nan Zhao kneeling in the hall again, and sighed: "I'm afraid, I won't be able to see Master Zhijue!" ”

"Before I came, I knew that I would never see it!" Xunlong seemed to have forgotten the beating he had just received, and his face was gloating.

Zhou Yang frowned, and when he looked back at the other Wang Fu guards behind him with different expressions on their faces at the moment, he knew it in his heart!

"Bet on what?"

Seeing that their private bet was discovered by the master, Xunhu immediately came out to identify him and said: "Lord Wang, it is Xunlong's leader!" ”

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to punish them, and turned his head and asked, "Xunhu, what are you gambling on?" ”

"Subordinate...... The gambling girl can't see Master Zhijue! ”

"What about you?" Zhou Yang looked at Xunfeng.

"The subordinates too, Lord Wang...... We all bet that Miss Nan won't see each other, no one is exempt......"

Knowing that everyone bet that Nan Zhao wouldn't see it, Zhou Yang didn't hesitate at all and said, "That king bets that she can see it!" ”

Xunlong's face was even happier, because they had no family, and in the end they could only use their own money to drink, and the master here actually wanted to give them wine money, of course, they couldn't ask for it.

Xunhu thought about it more, and couldn't help asking: "The prince knows the ending in his heart, why bother?" ”

Zhou Yang turned his back, his eyes were always on the person in the main hall, and he spoke for a long time.

Everyone waited silently for a long time before they heard him say shallowly: "How can this king bear her to lose ......?"

If you really want to lose, then let Jingmu accompany her!

They are all cronies who have followed Zhou Yang for several years, and over the years, they have been to many places with him, and they once did not understand why the prince was so obsessed with finding the person with the spirit flower; However, they all endured the hardships of the search together, and they were also moved by the persistence of the prince.

Therefore, such a simple sentence, they can also understand the feelings in it, how precious it is!

At this time, Nan Zhao, who had been kneeling all night, finally fell on the futon weakly because of his lack of physical strength.

"Nanzhao!" Zhou Yang was the first to rush forward.

Nan Zhao did not lose consciousness, her eyes were half open, and she said recklessly: "I'm fine!" ”

"It's all like this, are you okay?" Zhou Yang was a little moved, "If you can't see it, you can't see it, even if you kneel here for a year, you can't see it, why are you so persistent?" ”

She was helped up by Zhou Yang and replied reverently: "Many things are not because of the result, but because of the result, the result is ......" But there was still disappointment in her eyes, and she said helplessly: "People like me can't see the master, and it's not strange ......"

After saying that, she stood up hard, her legs were numb from kneeling for a long time, and she stood for a long time holding on to the pillar next to her before she could walk around on her own!

Just as she was about to leave, a little monk who was only ten years old came out in front of her, and came up to her and said, "This benefactor, please come with the little monk—"

Nan Zhao looked at Zhou Yang in surprise, and when he saw him nodding, he excitedly followed the little monk to the side hall behind.

This is a relatively remote monk's residence, with a cliff on the left, because it is dangerous, but you can see the beautiful scenery of the Sifang Mountain.

The little monk didn't say anything, just asked Nan Zhao to go forward, and he brought it here.

Nan Zhao's obedient only son stepped forward and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged next to the cliff in front of him.

She stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you the Master of Wisdom?" ”

The old monk did not answer, closed his eyes, and seemed to have meditated.

Nan Zhao approached, sitting cross-legged on the grass ball next to him and waiting.

Ordinary meditation masters can't hear the people next to her, so she waits patiently.

After a long time passed like this, the old monk finally spoke: "You shouldn't have stood here alive!" ”

"Yes." Nan Zhao took the initiative to admit: "A few days ago, I investigated the case of the disappearance of a woman in Taizhou, and was poisoned by the murderer, who was already dead, and was rescued by my husband Shen Ruo, so he returned to Yang from the Yin Road, and I came here today to ask the master about his whereabouts!" ”

The old monk opened his old eyes, looked at the mountains and forests under the cliff, and after a moment asked, "If the answer is contrary to what you want, do you still want to ask?" ”

Nan Zhao nodded: "No matter what the answer is, Nan Zhao must know." ”

The old monk understood and stretched out a hand to her, "The old monk wants a ...... for something around him."

Nan Zhao was stunned, he had been married to Shen Rugu for so long, but he didn't have anything on his body.

However, she soon pulled out a white handkerchief from her body and handed it to Master Zhijue.

This is the last time she was beaten ten times, Shen Ru used it for her to wipe her blood.

The old monk took it, put it in the palm of his hand, and then explained to her: "If you disappear on the Yin Man Road, the old monk needs to go down to walk, the Yin Man Road is difficult, the old monk doesn't know how long it will take, you wait by the side!" ”

"Good!" Nan Zhao agreed.

The old monk quickly closed his eyes and meditated out of his body.

Nan Zhao sat silently next to him and waited, this wait was a whole day.

As the sky grew dark, the master's soul finally returned to its place, and slowly opened his eyes to look at her.

Nan Zhao waited for a long time, and asked very eagerly, "Master Zhijue, have you found him?" ”

The old monk shook his head at her, "The old monk walked down there, and I also heard about him robbing his soul with the eighth master, but there is no soul of him below!" ”

Nan Zhao didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing, so she asked again: "Then has he returned to the yang world safely?" ”

The old monk saw that she was so obsessed, but he had to tell her: "The old monk not only can't find him below, but he can't find him in this yang world......

Nan Zhao's face froze instantly, and she refused to accept the fact, and finally got the answer at this moment, her heart was like being dug out by a knife, and a large piece was dug up, painful!

She reached out and took the white handkerchief that the master had handed her, buried her head, and clutched it tightly in her palm.

On her forehead, the bruises were exposed because she was enduring the pain, and for a moment, she couldn't say a word.

The master was silent, he had seen too many people in the world, tortured by tribulations like this.

"Master—" Finally, she raised her head with difficulty and asked, "Why, I am so devoted to goodness, but I have gained nothing?" ”

She wants her relatives, and her relatives abandon her!

She thought she had a teacher, but the teacher slaughtered her!

That's it, she at least has a home, and Shen Ru protects her under her arm, but why, God is so cruel to her, even the only thing she has to take away?

Why? She wanted to ask this god what she had done in her last life to do this to her!

But she asked 10,000 times, and no one answered!

Master Zhijue looked at her confusion and unwillingness in his eyes, sighed, and said: "Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor, the reincarnation of cause and effect in this world has long been doomed, and the fate of mortals in this life seems to be true or false, so why should it be true?" ”

"Why take it seriously?" Nan Zhao smiled bitterly, "If it's all wishful thinking, then I, Nan Zhao, also want to be delusional, instead of tasting all the bitter fruits, like the master, and become a Buddha!" At this moment, she bowed deeply to Master Zhijue, and said calmly: "Thank you for the master's order, but Nan Zhao can no longer listen to Zen quietly, even if the cause and effect have long been doomed, but Nan Zhao still doesn't believe in this fate and wants to struggle!" ”

With that, she walked towards the path she had come.

At this time, Master Zhijue finally stopped him with a hint of emotion: "Donor-"

Nan Zhao stopped, her body was weakly deflected because she hadn't rested for a long time, she turned around and asked, "Master, is there anything else?" ”

"The thing you are holding is huge, and you become a Buddha and a demon, just in your thoughts, no one can say anything about this world, only yourself, and you can do it yourself!"

He didn't see so many people coming to seek Zhijue, but he was biased against Nan Zhao, she thought that they had a fate.

It turned out that the master was willing to see her in order to admonish her.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around again and headed in the direction of the Sifang Temple.

She didn't really listen to the master, and she was still clutching the handkerchief in her hand, and felt the wind blow on her chest.

It's so empty that there's nothing left!

For a moment, she wished it was all just a dream, but how could it be a dream when she walked so hard under her feet?

"Nanzhao!" Zhou Yang waited for her in the back hall for a long time, and when he saw her walking back in despair, he knew that Shen Ru was gone, and he ran over quickly, just wanting to ask carefully.

After Nan Zhao saw his face, he finally couldn't help it, and the tears that he had endured all the way from the cliff poured out in an instant.

"Lord Wang—" she cried bitterly, "he ...... He...... No more ......"

Not only is this yang world gone, but even the underworld is gone!

She didn't even have the opportunity to go over for Shen Ru, this kind of loss is not forever, but life after life......

As soon as she thought of this, all her previous strength instantly vanished, and she cried so much that her emotions were out of control for a while, and she lost consciousness like this.

Zhou Yang brought her back to the palace from the Sifang Mountain overnight, and after inviting a doctor to drive her, he was relieved that she was only overly sad and fainted.

Nan Zhao dreamed again, and in her dream she saw Shen Rugu sitting in front of the couch, dressed in white, out of the ordinary.

In the dream, she knew it was a dream, but she was greedy and unwilling to wake up, and when she saw the handsome eyes covered in frost, she finally mustered up the courage and asked him something she had never asked.

"Shen Ruguo, have you ever liked Nan Zhao for a moment?"

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