One

A month later.

Nanfu is full of joy and the door is like a city.

As the so-called rich have distant relatives in the deep mountains, Nanyun is now not only a big man in the capital, but also recently promoted to Youdaoke, and has also added an identity in the officialdom.

"Congratulations to Brother Nan, double happiness is coming." Even Lin Xiucai, who has always been discordant, came to congratulate him.

Nanyun stood in front of the door to greet the guests, smiling: "Where, where." ”

Lin Xiucai couldn't suppress his admiration: "There is a Taoist department that is the yamen of the imperial court to accept talents, and it is not ordinary idle people who can be promoted, and Brother Nan Qingyun can wait." ”

Nanyun smiled: "Pass the prize, please come in." ”

Greet them one by one, keeping the same smile.

Today's congratulations are not only business partners, but also new friends, not so much the joy of the full moon of the little son, but a social feast.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone laughed and said, "Why don't you invite your sister-in-law and your little son to come out to thank you?" ”

Nanyun smiled and motioned to Chen Fu: "Please." ”

Everyone stopped and looked intently at the side door of the hall.

I have heard for a long time that Mrs. Nanfu is not good-looking, and today I have the opportunity to witness it with my own eyes, who can let go of this opportunity.

Those who are secretly jealous can't help but have the intention of making fun of ridicule.

Who knows, behind the curtain of the hall, slowly, a beautiful woman with a baby in her arms walked out, stunned everyone's eyes.

That beauty, wearing a pink and gold embroidered five-phoenix jacket, with a peach blossom cloud smoke skirt, a pink hibiscus face, elegant with charm, charming and charming, the end is glamorous, looking forward to brilliance.

Nanyun smiled: "This is a concubine." Clumsy Jing is weak after giving birth, unable to thank guests, and replacing sisters with sisters, no different. ”

A guest laughed: "Master Jiuwennan married a pair of sisters, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." His sister is like this, and his sister won't be far behind. Master Nan, it's really a blessing. ”

Nanyun said humbly: "Brother Tai praises. ”

Qingluan hugged the baby in his arms, lowered his eyebrows, and bowed to the guests three times like a candle, and then left suddenly.

Just this glimpse has already made Nanyun earn enough face.

Everyone was still unsatisfied, and they watched the beauty go away stupidly.

Nanyun laughed: "Your Majesty has invited the courtesans of the Jiaofang, please appreciate it!" With a wave of her hand, a graceful singer stepped forward with a pipa in her arms.

The singer Lan finger is lightly plucked, the singing voice is tactful, and between the eye waves, there is a kind of courage to hook the soul.

She sang Li Shangyin's "Jin Se":

"Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. ”

The melody is melodious, the silk bamboo is like jade, accompanied by the sound of staggered cups, spread far and wide.

This banquet, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves, lasted until dusk, and finally the mood was over, and the song ended.

Nanyun was lying on the table and hurting the wine, and suddenly a clear voice sounded in his ears: "Donor, the poor monk came uninvited, and I hope for the donor Haihan." ”

Two

Shen Qingluo stood in front of the window and listened quietly.

The silk and bamboo curls, even through the deep courtyard, still reach the ears of the frustrated.

Jin Zi said softly: "Today is the full moon of the little young master, and the front hall is about to feast guests. ”

"Finally, he didn't break his promise." Shen Qingluo said in a low voice: "I'm relieved." ”

"I heard that it was the second lady who thanked you on your behalf," Jin Zi said timidly: "The slave maid is unfair on your behalf." ”

Shen Qingluo was silent for a long time: "I don't know if the child has gained weight." ”

"I heard that the nurse's milk is enough, and the little boy will definitely be white and fat. It's just that there is no reason for the separation of mother and son in this world, and the master is too much to do. Kaneko grumbled.

"Because he is a brute," Shen Qingluo said lightly, "Naturally, you can't treat him by human standards." ”

Gold was silent.

Yinzi pushed the door in: "Madam, Master Huihong asks to see." ”

Shen Qingluo was stunned: "Master Huihong? ”

Yinzi said: "He said that he had a relationship with his wife in Xiao Zhoushan. ”

Shen Qingluo suddenly said, "Hurry up, please." ”

After a while, an old monk with white eyebrows stood in front of him.

Shen Qingluo bowed slightly: "What does the master have to say?" ”

Hui Hong clasped his hands: "Amitabha." Hearing that Lingtang had suffered a misfortune, the poor monk deeply regretted it. ”

Shen Qingluo owed: "Thank you for your care." Does the master recognize his mother? ”

Hui Hong said: "Mrs. Lingtang Shen, often go to the temple to give alms, the Buddha incense in the small temple is all thanks to Mrs. Alms." Unexpectedly, Lingtang had a bad fate, and it was a pity that Fang drove west. The poor monk received the favor of the order, and he could not repay it, and he wanted to do a ritual to pray for Mrs. Shen, wishing her to eliminate the demonic obstacles and transcend as soon as possible. ”

Shen Qingluo bowed down: "I have to be overtaken by the master and benefit the deceased mother under the spring, I am grateful." ”

"The Dharma is ready, but there is still one thing missing, and I ask my wife to help." Hui Hong's eyes were blazing, and he looked at Shen Qingluo: "Madame is the only blood relative of Lingtang, and a drop of blood from Madame, dripping on the Buddhist paper, can make Lingtang's soul reach the sky as soon as possible." ”

Shen Qingluo did not hesitate and took off the golden hairpin on her head: "Where is the Buddha paper?" ”

From his sleeve, Hui Hong took out a piece of yellow sheet paper, which was full of strange symbols.

Shen Qingluo stabbed the golden hairpin into her finger with a little force, and large pieces of blood fell on the paper, like blooming peach blossoms.

"That's enough." Hui Hong smiled slightly, put away the yellow paper: "On the day of the ceremony, I hope that my wife can come in person." ”

Shen Qingluo bent down humbly: "There is Master Lao." ”

Huihong clasped his hands: "The poor monk said goodbye." ”

Stepping out of the gate of the lily garden, Huihong slowly took out the yellow table paper and recited: "Amitabha." ”

"Master." Nagumo flashed out of the corner.

Hui Hong sighed: "It is said that the family does not speak, and the poor monk broke the vow today, which is really ashamed of the Buddha." ”

Nanyun smiled: "Master, can you tell us now?" ”

Hui Hong said slowly: "The poor monk received a secret report that Mrs. Zun is the embodiment of evil. ”

Nagumo was taken aback: "Master! ”

Hui Hong's tone was steady: "Although this is alarmist, it is not groundless. At the beginning, in Xiaozhou Mountain, on the day when Ling Zun moved his grave, the compass warned that the poor monk had some suspicions, but, first, Mrs. Zun was pregnant, and second, there was no conclusive evidence, so it was difficult to determine the truth. ”

Hui Hong looked at Nanyun quietly: "Is the donor still deceiving himself?" ”

Nanyun lowered his head: "What is the truth that the master calls so?" ”

Huihong took out the yellow table paper: "This is a demon talisman, with the blood of the honored lady, just burn it to verify the true body." As he spoke, he knelt down toward the south, and said something in his mouth.

A flash of fire fell from the sky, immediately igniting the bloodstained rune paper.

The rune paper ignited, and the blue flames glowed, with an unusual and strange aura.

Nagumo was dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, the fire went out, leaving only a trace of incense ash.

Huihong closed his eyes and clasped his palms: "Thank you Buddha." ”

Nanyun hurriedly said: "Can the master tell me a word or two?" ”

Hui Hong slowly opened his eyes: "Although Mrs. Zun has a demon body, she is not a monster that hurts people, which is also the reason why she can stay in the world." ”

Nanyun was puzzled: "If you are a monster, how can you not hurt people?" ”

Hui Hong shook his head: "For this reason, it is difficult for the poor monk to answer. But all monsters have a demon spirit, just like the heart of a person, whether it is good or evil, the main demon soul. However, somehow, she doesn't have a demon spirit, so she doesn't have the ability to practice demon magic, and strictly speaking, she is not a monster. ”

Nanyun dragged Huihong's hurried footsteps: "Master, then what should I do with her?" ”

Huihong shook his head: "The poor monk doesn't know. ”

Nanyun blurted out: "Master Pudu sentient beings, just take her away!" ”

Hui Hong stopped and looked at him quietly: "As soon as a thought arises, a million obstacles open." The poor monk is not Fahai, and he doesn't want the donor to be Xu Xian. ”

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Three

"Master Qiqi, Madame has already gotten into the carriage." Chen Fu said in a low voice.

Nagumo looked outside. The wind rises in early winter, and the fallen leaves are full of steps, as if to match today's mood, adding some sad scenes for no reason.

"Find someone to follow quietly. If there is any movement, report it immediately. Nagumo put down the stove in his hand.

Chen Liang has already followed. Forgive the villain for talking too much, the Shen family's rituals, the master doesn't go, it doesn't seem appropriate. Chen Fudao.

Nanyun gave him a blank look: "You are indeed a lot of mouths." ”

"Yes." Chen Fu's head couldn't be lowered.

"It's getting colder, have you sent all the charcoal in the lily garden? Did you send a new quilt? Nagumo said nonchalantly.

"Oh, it's all delivered." Chen Fu owed: "It's just that Madame doesn't seem to admit your affection." ”

Nagumo's tone was calm and indifferent: "It doesn't matter. As long as she has food and clothing, I can be worthy of her. ”

Chen Fu hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "There are still some rumors in the house, saying that Mrs. is a monster, and some people say that it is possessed by Wong Tai Sin, there is a disease and a disaster, and even at night, he quietly burns incense outside the lily garden to worship, saying that it is to eliminate disasters and ward off evil spirits." ”

Nanyun stood up and said angrily: "Whoever talks nonsense again, will tear his mouth apart!" ”

Chen Fu took a step back: "Not only in the mansion, but also when the villain heard about it, the rumors and rumors spread outside. It's not a way to go on like this. ”

Nanyun waved his hand distraughtly: "Go down." ”

As soon as he opened the door, a gust of cold wind blew in, and Nagumo couldn't help but shiver.

It's so cold, she's thin, and she's just given birth, how can she stand it.

Moreover, in the face of the devastated ruins of the Shen family, I am afraid that the cold is better than the cold.

Thinking of this, I became more and more upset.

"Xianggong," Qingluan walked in front of him like a light elf like a fairy wearing a goose-yellow soft-wool brocade cloak and a fox fur warm sleeve, "Why are you sitting alone?" Didn't go to see the little boy? ”

"Oh, not yet." Nanyun reached out and held her hand: "It's so cool." ”

Qingluan took off her cloak and said with a smile: "The concubine just watched it, that little guy, I like the concubine very much!" ”

"Really? You are her aunt, and he is naturally close to you. Nagumo was a little absent-minded.

"Also, there is such a shameless mother, it is better not to have it. The concubine heard that she and Ah San were caught and raped in bed by you? Qingluan said contemptuously.

Nanyun's color changed suddenly: "Don't chew the root of your tongue!" ”

Qingluan smiled: "Okay, don't mention it." It's just that she has done such an ugly thing, and she really doesn't deserve to be a mother, nor is she worthy to wait for her husband. She begged to live in seclusion in the lily garden, and she knew each other. ”

Nanyun lowered his head and stroked the jade wrench in his hand, and suddenly said, "Master Huihong's secret letter, you made it." ”

Qingluan was caught off guard and was taken aback: "What? ”

Nanyun said lightly: "There is a saying, you must have heard of it, it is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other." ”

Qingluan paused slightly, and said faintly: "Then Xianggong should have heard another sentence, because I love you, I have become a demon." ”

Nagumo was stunned and looked up at her.

The master is right, as soon as a thought arises, a million obstacles open.

Four

It's still the familiar street, it's still the familiar door, but except for the pair of stone lions in front of the door, the others are already unrecognizable.

Although she was mentally prepared enough, Shen Qingluo was still so shocked by this unexpected tragic situation that she couldn't stand.

Pushing open the vermilion lacquer gate, you will see charred trees and pavilions everywhere, dilapidated and withered, which makes people unbearable to look at directly. In just a few months, the former carved gallery and painting building are now only jet-black wood, horizontal and vertical, decadent among the ruins.

It can be imagined how tragic and tragic the fire was at the beginning.

Second Miss Shen Qingzhi wept and said, "Eldest sister, don't look at it." ”

Shen Qingluo was demented, as if she was stupid, looking at the ruins of the empty house, without any expression on her face.

"The family is unfortunate and suffers from natural disasters, but people can't be resurrected after death, so you have to mourn and change." Shen Qingzhi shook Shen Qingluo's body: "Eldest sister, you have to open it." ”

"How is my mother's funeral arranged?" Shen Qingluo looked quietly into the distance. That was the direction of Mrs. Shen's bedroom.

"After the fire was extinguished, I searched for a long time in my mother's bedroom······ It's hard to identify. Fortunately, I recognize a purple gold ruyi hairpin on the eldest lady's head, so at least the bones will not be mistaken for the bones. Shen Qingzhi wiped away her tears: "In private, I also suspect that someone deliberately set the fire, but the people from the government came to inspect it, and said that the slave who burned the fire in the kitchen fell asleep and accidentally caused the fire." Even if there were doubts, the fire burned clean, and there was no trace of it. You also know that now our family is not as good as in the past, the government is all people who tend to be inflammatory, more things are better than less things, who really stands up for us. ”

"As for the funeral, it was handled by Nanyun single-handedly, and it was quite grand and decent. He said that you are pregnant, and you are afraid that the bad news will shock your fetus, so you don't blame him for all this hidden from you. Shen Qingzhi comforted softly.

Shen Qingluo closed her eyes, and strings of tears poured down.

A little monk stepped forward: "Madam, the Dharma is about to begin, please invite the two ladies to the altar to offer incense." ”

Shen Qingzhi said: "Come immediately." Holding Shen Qingluo: "Eldest sister, go back." ”

Because of the need to do things, a relatively wide place was specially arranged and a high Dharma platform was built.

Master Huihong sat on the altar with his eyes crossed, reciting the "Blessing Mantra".

Offstage, in a huge incense burner, clusters of cigarettes smoked.

"The mind is born from the heart, and the heart is false. Incense is like a jade furnace, and the heart is in front of the Buddha. The true spirit looks forward to it, and the immortal is in the Xuan, and there is no phase in the void, and it reaches nine days. ”

Hui Hong finished chanting the scriptures, and said slowly: "The dojo was chosen here precisely for the dozens of creatures who died excessively. My Buddha is compassionate, all sentient beings are immortal, unborn and imperishable, unclean and impure, and pure reincarnation, only then is nirvana. ”

The incense of the Buddha was curling, and the monks in the audience began to recite the "Mantra of Death".

In the furnace, a raging flame suddenly ignited, and in the fire, there was a faint sound of crying.

Shen Qingluo's eyes were foggy, as if she was out of her body, looking at the stove in a trance.

A little monk handed over a pillar of incense: "Donor, please come in for incense." ”

Shen Qingluo was unaware.

What appeared before her eyes was an illusory scene.

In the firelight, Mrs. Shen smiled and shouted, "Ah Luo! ”

Shen Qingluo suddenly jumped forward and threw herself towards the raging flames under the stage.

Shen Qingzhi exclaimed: "Eldest sister! He reached out and grabbed her clothes.

"Amitabha." Master Huihong's body shook and Shen Qingluo had already been taken out of the flames.

The corners of Shen Qingluo's clothes still had a hint of burning breath.

"Master, I can't be filial to a woman, I can't raise a child as a mother, I live a hard life!" Shen Qingluo wailed: "What do you do to save me, let me die!" ”

"The body is not yours, and the life is not yours. May I be clean and spotless in the next life. The master calmly looked down at Shen Qingluo.

"The body is not yours, and the life is not yours." Shen Qingluo muttered to herself.

The baby in swaddling clothes has not been seen yet, Bao'er's whereabouts are unknown, and dozens of members of the Shen family have died in an unknown manner, how can he give up easily.

If one day, Bao'er returns, who will she rely on?

No matter how hard it is, you have to live, and with expectations, life will be meaningful.

"The little woman understood." Shen Qingluo choked up and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance." ”

The master sighed lowly: "The Buddha is destined to be a person. ”