Chapter 357: Rising Day (Medium)
My heart has been given to Weiwu, my soul has gone with him, I belong to Weiwu alone in this life, and I will not marry anyone else, even if it is only formal.
It was as dark as ink. I returned to my lodgings in the Forbidden City and curled up on my bed.
There was still a majestic smell on the bed, but I couldn't feel his body temperature. In the future, I will be alone, facing loneliness alone, with no one to accompany me and comfort me. The endless grief came again, and I buried my face in the quilt and wept bitterly.
Tired of crying, I took out the nine-section purple bamboo flute and began to play the "Pu'an Mantra". I know that the soul of the mighty is collected by Wu Wei on the soul lock talisman, and this song cannot be overtaken for the soul, I only hope that the mighty can feel my heart for him.
When you see a slave, you will be long, and you will pity the grass in spring. Holding hands to drink the wind and moon, day and night, life and death together. I chanted softly, and the thought of majesty came to my heart again, and the sorrow in my heart could not be suppressed, and tears slid down my face again, wetting my clothes.
"Jingjing is so sad that it makes people feel distressed to watch." Wuwei's voice sounded again, he did not recuperate in the beeswax hand, and was startled out by me.
I didn't answer Wuwei, but continued to face the nine-section purple bamboo flute and began to play the "Phoenix Stage Memory". This flute song was played in Shengjing Gentle Township. At the time, I didn't know the state of mind of the mighty player, but now that I think about it, he was thinking about me at that time. Now, I can only miss him through this song.
Wu Wei didn't speak again, only accompanied me on the side, and only spoke for a long time: "Perhaps, I have a way to transcend the might, so that it can enter the six realms of reincarnation and be reincarnated." ”
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and I looked at Wuwei in disbelief: "Is this true? Or is this just another lie you're using to comfort me? ”
Wuwei smiled bitterly: "I only deceived Jingjing once in this life, but I was forever branded as a liar." Jingjing rest assured, this time I am not lying, I will safely make Weiwu enter the six realms of reincarnation, so that Jingjing and Weiwu will meet again after a hundred years. It's just ...... "Wuwei paused," but the premise is that Jingjing must live as mightily instructed. ”
I frowned slightly, I already had a heart of revenge, even if I died with the peony.
As if he knew my thoughts, Wuwei walked up to me and said very solemnly: "This is also my request to Jingjing, live well." ”
"Jingjing is physically and mentally exhausted and needs a good rest. Go sleep, maybe when you wake up, Jingjing will find that the world has not changed, and beautiful things still exist around Jingjing...... "Wuwei stared at me tightly, gushing endlessly.
I watched Wuwei and felt my eyelids grow heavier and heavier, and slowly, I fell into a deep sleep.
"Jingjing, in fact, my time is short, and I have to leave. I am a person of cultivation, Taoist cultivation pays attention to the practice of refining and transforming qi, practicing qi and transforming gods, practicing gods and returning to emptiness, practicing void and Taoism, I seem to have been moving in this direction for thousands of years, and now I will finally reach the realm of daytime ascension. When my master selected a candidate to protect Jingjing, I volunteered to recommend myself to my master. At that time, I never imagined that I would have the opportunity to practice for thousands of years and reach the Dzogchen realm. Wuwei sat on the edge of my bed and looked at me, talking eloquently.
Here again, I would like to thank my friend for the original poem of the taste of sunshine for sending peaches: When you see a slave, you will be long, and you will pity the grass in spring. Holding hands to drink the wind and moon, day and night, life and death together. ***
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