Zhongli Garden.

Qin'er stood in front of Zhong Liruohua, holding a bowl of bird's nest soup in her hand.

She looked at the little lady's face.

The little lady's face was originally round, and her face was an extremely beautiful white and red color.

Can ...... now

Now the little lady's face has been significantly emaciated.

The skin that could be broken by blowing also lost its luster at this time.

Seven days have passed since the incident in the West Mountain.

In the past seven days, the little lady has been sitting in front of the window of the third lady's boudoir.

Rarely eats.

I didn't close my eyes and rest for a moment.

She was looking at the poems of the regent that the third lady had copied, and she was also looking at the peach tree outside the window.

The flowers on the peach tree have fallen, and those poems have been memorized by heart.

But she ......

Her tears had dried up.

The color in her eyes was still gray.

The little lady is only six years old.

She lost her favorite sister and the brother-in-law who was talked about by her all day.

It seems that because of this, the little lady's childhood is no longer there.

"Sister Qin'er,"

"The slave is here."

Zhongli Ruohua looked at the sunset outside the window and suddenly opened his mouth, "You said, after people die, they go to the underworld,"

"I heard that you have to pass through that Nai He Bridge, and you have to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup at the bridge......"

"I heard that after drinking that soup, you will forget everything in your previous life."

"Those people, those things, all forgotten."

"My sister and brother-in-law don't know if they've walked to the Nai He Bridge."

"If they all drank the Meng Po soup, didn't they say that they were strangers to each other after they had crossed the bridge?"

"If you are strangers to each other...... Wouldn't my sister be lonely? ”

"Wouldn't my brother-in-law be lonely too?"

Qin'er was stunned for a moment, and pondered for a moment, "Little Miss, the love between the third miss and Li Gongzi Xu Neng touched the heavens and the earth." ”

"Although the underworld has the rules of the underworld, it ...... But maybe Lord Yama will open up the net for them. ”

Zhongli Ruohua bowed slightly, and she looked at the papers on the table again.

"I seem to have matured a little earlier than my peers."

"I can understand some of my brother-in-law's words now."

"Like this one."

Zhong Li Ruohua picked up a piece of paper and read it in a low voice:

"Ten years of life and death,

Don't think about it, it's unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other,

Dusty face, temples like frost ......"

"At first, I just thought that this poem was too bleak, and I felt that my brother-in-law was a person with a story."

"Grandma said at the time that my brother-in-law was a strange person."

The man who wrote this poem went through a period of great hardship...... Trapped for love, bitter for love. ”

"At that time, I didn't understand what my grandmother meant."

"Now, I get a little bit of it."

"Brother-in-law...... It's not easy! ”

"He and his sister met on March 3 last year, and then they knew each other and fell in love again, I saw it in my eyes, and I was happy for them."

"But now, after we return to Guangling City or Kyoto, the tomb on the west mountain has really become a lonely tomb for thousands of miles, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation."

Qin'er listened, and suddenly felt that the little lady sitting in front of the window seemed to have grown up.

What she said was no longer the usual one of going to the street to buy lollipops, or going somewhere to see the excitement and so on.

She was grieving for the relationship between Miss San and Li Gongzi.

At her age, even if it was sad, it should have been short.

At least it shouldn't be so deep.

But now it seems that the little lady seems to have fallen into the love story of the third miss and Li Gongzi.

"Little Miss, the slave maid thinks ...... If the third lady and Li Gongzi have spirits in the sky, they don't want to see you like this. ”

Zhongli Ruohua put down the piece of paper in his hand and looked at the sunset outside the window, "Then what should I do for them to be happy?" ”

"The slave thinks you should cheer up, you should be happy."

"Gongzi Li handed over this country to the eldest son of the emperor, and the slave maid thinks that you should go to practice martial arts and become a master like your grandmother."

"In the future, you can also create a powerful family to protect Ning Guo and Li Gongzi's hard work."

Zhong Liruo's eyes slowly lit up.

After a moment, she nodded, "You're half right!" ”

"I really should go to martial arts, and I should become a master like my grandmother to protect Ningguo."

"But I'm not going to create a powerful family."

Qin'er was stunned, "Why?" ”

The corners of Zhong Liruo's mouth curled: "Because I won't marry when I grow up!" ”

Qin'er was taken aback and wanted to say something, but Zhongli Ruohua went and said again: "I'm hungry, this bowl of bird's nest is not enough, you ask the kitchen to get me more food...... More meat! ”

"Okay."

Qin'er put down the bird's nest in her hand and was about to turn around, but Zhong Li Ruohua asked again:

"Where did Sister Chu Chu go?"

"The fourth princess and the women's army left yesterday, saying that they were going to Mobei and to establish a Ning Xiu or something."

"Oh...... What about Brother Amu? ”

"They went to Kyoto with the emperor's eldest son, and they left this morning."

Zhongli Ruohua took a bite of bird's nest, "It's all gone...... I stayed in Shuzhou and guarded the grave of my sister and brother-in-law! ”

……

……

The top of the West Mountain.

Xiao Baozi had already left on a little black donkey.

She left around noon.

It's nearly evening.

The top of the western mountain is deserted.

Just at sunset, a young monk wearing a moon-white robe walked to the top of the mountain.

He stood at the top of the hill and looked around.

What I saw was the remnants of flowers all over the ground, and the blood stains that had turned black all over the ground.

He walked through the peach forest with a Zen staff in his hand, walked to the Jishan Temple, and stood in front of the tomb.

He squatted down, looked carefully at the inscription on the stele, and suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

Li Chen'an...... You're dead! ”

"You're dead, that five-year covenant...... Won't you be able to make it to your appointment? ”

He stood up.

Behind it is a long shadow stretched by the setting sun.

He doesn't read monks!

He originally came to find Li Chen'an.

It's not that the promise is fulfilled in advance.

But...... I want to send an extremely urgent letter to Li Chen'an!

He was originally a closed disciple of the Nine Lights Monk.

In the autumn of last year, the master Jiudeng monk fought with Wu Xichen, and although he won, he was seriously injured.

Last winter, Donglin Zen Monastery destroyed Xilin Zen Monastery, and the master died in battle!

At that time, he was on his way back to Yue in Wu.

When he returned to Xilin Zen Temple, he learned that the two Zen monasteries had merged into one and became the Zen Buddhism of Yueguo.

The presiding abbot became the great monk of the former Donglin Monastery.

The master's death in battle should have avenged the master, but the master's will did not allow him to take revenge!

He became a homeless wandering monk.

But then another big thing happened.

The Great Monk of Silence who went to Ningguo is back!

The Great Monk of Silence and the Great Monk of Silence were originally brothers, but for some reason they fought.

Both are great grandmasters.

Lose both!

The Great Monk of Silence is gone again.

I heard that I went to Ningguo again.

In the Four Winds City of Kyoto, the Yue Kingdom, the monk Bunian met Princess Hanyue.

Princess Hanyue gave him a letter and asked him to go to Ningguo to give the letter to Li Chen'an.

Princess Hanyue said that this matter is very big, and it involves the battle for the throne of the Yue Kingdom!

She also said that after seeing Li Chen'an, she said that it was a girl named Yang Duoduo who asked him for help.

The monk who had nowhere to go came to Ning Country like this, and when he came here, he was dumbfounded.

Li Chen'an is dead!

What to do?

The monk raised his head and looked around, and suddenly felt that the world was so big that there was nowhere to call home.

After thinking about it, he turned and left.

I had to go back to Yue Guo to tell Princess Hanyue the news.

As soon as the monk left, another old monk came here.

He is Hexi Mountain!

He looked at the back of the monk who did not read it, thought about it, and did not call the monk back without reading.

He stood in front of the grave and looked at it for a moment.

Muttered:

"If sowing is the cause, reaping the result is the result...... Everything is made by the mind. ”

He didn't leave.

He went to the mountainside to cut wood.

We want to rebuild the Jishan Temple!

He's going to stay here and ...... Wait!