The Great Shang Dynasty, the imperial capital.

The flying snow roared into a tiger with the north wind, raging through the streets and alleys, but when it arrived at this palace, it was blocked by thousands of glazed tiles on the walls of the deep palace, and it was much weaker.

Xia Xiaosu, the Nine Emperor Daughters, carried a mahogany lunch box and hurriedly walked to the Scripture Pavilion on the east side of the outer hall.

In the pavilion, the sound of a young man's chanting was heard:

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true of the thought and action......"

Xia Xiaosu stood in front of the door, listening to his chanting quietly, and the little face that was always restrained and scared to the point of wrinkling relaxed slightly, just because this chanting was her brother who was born to her mother-the Seventh Prince Xia Ji.

Five years ago, when her mother was traveling the world with her father, she was assassinated and died.

Two years ago, my brother was placed under house arrest for fornicating with a demon girl, and he chanted the scriptures day and night, which was considered to be a thought.

Although the whole palace was large, she felt that there was only one relative, her brother.

She looked down and carefully lifted the lid to see that the mutton soup was still steaming, and she was happy again.

In the scripture pavilion, the sound gradually quieted.

Xia Xiaosu knocked on the door and pushed open the attic door.

In the attic, the young man in Xuanyi was sitting cross-legged under the bookshelf, with the "Prajna Heart Sutra" that had just been closed in his hand.

The young man's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't seem to feel decadent at all about being under house arrest, and it was only when he saw the girl walking through the door that he smiled.

Xia Xiaosu walked quickly, sat beside him, and took the mutton soup out of the lunch box, "Brother, eat it while it's hot, I made it myself." ”

So, it won't be toxic.

Xia Ji looked at her.

The Nine Emperor Maidens took out another bottle of wine, "Na." ”

Xia Ji smiled and began to eat meat, drink soup, and drink alcohol.

The Nine Emperor Maidens looked at this and said softly: "They are really snobbish, in the past, there were many exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and this place is like a market, and many princes and generals want to come in and have a look at the royal treasures."

Now, my father has moved all the exercises away, leaving only the Buddhist scriptures for my brother, which is really... Cut off all the future of my brother and sister.

My brother has no hope of inheriting the unification, so can't he practice the exercises and be a carefree prince who can protect himself?

Mother... The mother was killed by the assassins in order to protect him.

How can he do this to us, how can he do this. ”

The Nine Emperor Maidens rubbed her eyes when she thought about it, and tears couldn't help but flow out, and then she didn't want her brother to see it, so she lay down, don't turn her head and sob.

Xia Ji took a sip of the spirits, the spirits broke his bowels, and then he reached out and rubbed the hair of the princess opposite, and pointed out the window.

The Nine Emperor Maidens stared wide-eyed.

Outside the window, the sky is flying with the wind, sometimes changing into a soaring eagle, sometimes changing into a dragon rolling out of the water, sweeping between the north and the south.

Xia Xiaosu's eyes lit up: "Brother is saying that the swallow bird knows the ambition of the bird?

Xia Ji smiled: "No, I mean the snow is so heavy and the weather is so cold, do you want to have a glass of wine too?"

Xia Xiaosu was suddenly deflated, pouting and humming and lying on his elbow, "Forget it, my brother is always so obedient." ”

But after such a fuss, her tears couldn't go down.

Xia Ji drank the warm mutton soup, or his own sister knew her taste preferences, one sip, the milky white soup could be so warm that the internal organs, and then drank a sip of warm liquor with ginger shreds, and his hands and feet were burned.

And Xia Xiaosu was chattering in his ear.

said that three months ago, the prince led an army of 100,000 to the border to meet the ghost country, and when he set out, he was covered in gold armor and extremely powerful, and the ministers of the court and China were unanimously optimistic, thinking that this was the time for the prince to make immortal achievements.

He also said that the three princes were good at dancing with long sleeves and a good demeanor, and they visited the scribes and Confucians everywhere.

Besides, the five princes were heroic, and they actually cooperated with Heishuitai to investigate the case and personally beheaded the next generation of Dakou Zhang Xuehe, even among the young heroes of the entire Shang Dynasty.

So, Xia Ji put down the mutton soup bowl and began to talk eloquently.

"The two princesses are heroic, worship under the Haoran Taoist Sect, practice the Nine Heavens Treasure, last year's New Year, although I was not able to enter the royal banquet, but I still saw the two princesses in white clothes like fairies, out of the dust. ”

Xia Xiaosu: ???

Xia Ji took another sip of wine and said with emotion: "Later, I saw the Four Princesses again, she was charming and graceful, gentle and elegant, and she felt sorry for herself by Huaqing Lake. ”

Xia Xiaosu: ???

Xia Ji thought about it carefully, and said as if chatting: "By the way, although the Eighth Imperial Daughter is seventeen years old, she can actually understand astronomy and geography, even the great secretary of the Heavenly Supervisor keeps praising her, only saying that she is a rare wizard in a hundred years. ”

Xia Xiaosu: "Huh..."

Xia Ji laughed heartily, and rubbed his sister's hair again, "I'm almost finished reading all the Buddhist scriptures here, can you help me find some new Buddhist scriptures next time?"

Xia Xiaosu's eyes showed gloom, but she could see that her brother seemed to really like chanting and chanting Buddha, he was really at peace with what happened, and he was really submissive, but it was okay like this, this was the fate of his brother and sister.

She answered softly: "Hey, when the snow stops, when I go to Leiyin Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, I ask the monks there to borrow some books." ”

Xia Ji said: "It's best to borrow the "Present Rulai Sutra", anyway, it's not a magic skill of cultivation." ”

Xia Xiaosu nodded: "Well, I will help my brother borrow it." ”

She packed up her lunch box, said goodbye to her brother who was dedicated to chanting Buddha, pushed open the door, walked into the heavy snow that swept the entire imperial city, and quickly walked away with her coat tightened.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been seventeen years since I crossed over to this ancient dynasty in another world, but what have I gained?

Why did the talent that I waited for only be triggered when I was fifteen years old?

If it weren't for that, my mother wouldn't have died, right?

And you won't be under house arrest here, right?

He remembered a scene from the Jinluan Treasure Hall two years ago:

The Son of Heaven roared out almost with disgust: "Xia Ji, as the prince of my Shang Dynasty, you dare to have an affair with a demon girl and tarnish my royal face, what crime should you be guilty of!"

"I am willing to be grounded in the Scripture Pavilion for three years. ”

"That's right. ”

At this time, the chief attendant reminded him suspiciously: "Your Majesty, there are a lot of magical skills in the Royal Scripture Pavilion..."

The Son of Heaven said coldly: "It's all moved, only the Buddhist scriptures are left, to this rebel!!"

"Wow. ”

Thoughts turn back.

Xia Ji raised his left hand at will, and on that left hand, there was a sudden appearance of a hundred ghosts walking at night, so that the entire palm of his hand was a few circles larger, which looked extremely terrifying, and with a flick of his fingers, it all disappeared.

This is the eighteen towns of the ninth layer, taken from the great wish of the Jizo Bodhisattva "hell is not empty, and the vow is not a Buddha", and its power can be carried to the ground, can pull the heavenly ring, and the power of the dragon elephant cannot be compared.

"It's not enough, I don't know much about the world, so let's wait for the present. ”

Xia Ji muttered to himself, then sat down under the green lamp and continued to recite the unfinished Buddhist scriptures.

His awakened talent, or "Golden Finger", is very simple, just one sentence: extract the skill bead from all words, and directly reach the ninth layer.

The Eighteen Towns of Prison are extracted from the "Dizang Sutra".

The Jizo Sutra is an ordinary Buddhist scripture.