After the Xuanji hermit finished everything, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dust, sat cross-legged in front of the portrait of Fuxi Ancestor, meditated and prayed silently. I don't know where the little white snake is going at this time, but the Xuanji hermit seems to have a fixed number in his heart, he is silently praying for the little white snake, hoping that everything will be smooth sailing and the trip will come true.

When the sky was about to dawn, he packed his bags, put on a cyan robe and walked out of the cave, turning the combination lock plate and carefully closing the cave door.

Then he recited a spell, and with a wave of dust, streams of cyan vines grew from around the cave in an instant, growing luxuriantly, and instantly hiding the cave entrance among the dense green leaves.

The Xuanji hermit stood on the side of the cave and glanced at the stone gate hidden behind the dense green leaves, and there was no trace of it from a distance. So he lowered his head, put the burden on his shoulders, and hurried down the mountain.

At dawn, in the village at the foot of Yuxu Mountain, in the east wing of the Yasukuni General's Mansion, it was transmitted

There was a weak cry of a newborn baby, it turned out that General Murong's wife, who was ten months pregnant, gave birth to a baby girl, and the whole family suddenly became in a hurry.

The servants who served the hot water, the towels, and the servants up and down were busy. They weaved from corridor to corridor, busy preparing for the newborn baby girl and the general's wife, who had just given birth.

The midwife was busy with everything, washing her hands in the basin, and a personal maid of the general's wife opened the door with the newborn baby in her arms, and reported the good news to Murong Zhongyong, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time: "General, congratulations, you are a daughter! Look at this little face, how cute it is!"

Murong Zhongyong was already impatient, hugged the baby and looked at it carefully, a happy smile appeared on his face, and then he strode into the house, came to the side of his wife's bed and sat down.

General Murong looked at his tired and weak wife and asked, "Lady, are you okay? ”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and stroked his wife's somewhat pale and weak face.

Mrs. Murong opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at Murong Zhongyong, and instructed in a weak voice: "Husband, I know that she is a daughter, you have to take good care of her, and treat her like me in the future, but don't let me down." ”

After speaking, she looked at Murong Zhongyong with a poignant smile and slowly closed her eyes.

Murong Zhongyong couldn't help but be shocked, as if a stone had fallen down, and he whispered: "Lady, lady, what's wrong with you, wake up." ”

But the general's wife didn't respond to Murong Zhongyong's call. Just lying on the bed with his eyes closed, a few strands of hair scattered on his forehead, and his face was pale.

Murong Zhongyong seemed to understand something, a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he wiped the corners of his eyes, lowered his head and remained silent.

The baby girl in her arms made a pitiful mmm-huh sound, and her mouth was pouted as if she was about to cry out loud.

The nurse next to her hurriedly approached and whispered: "General, Madame may have already gone to the west, and people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change." ”

After speaking, she hugged the baby in Murong Zhongyong's arms and knelt down with a plop.

Seeing the situation, the servants next to him all knelt beside Murong Zhongyong, and pleaded in unison: "Please take care of your body, Lord General." ”

With a sad look on his face, Murong Zhongyong stroked his wife's jade hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed: "You all get up! It's not your fault, everyone has done their best, this is also the fate of the lowly! ”

By this time, the sky outside the window had gradually turned white, and a drizzle was falling in the sky, but a ray of morning light lit up in the east, dyeing the drizzly village with a golden glow.

At this time, Yuxu Mountain and the villages below the mountain are shrouded in the golden morning light, from time to time there is smoke rising from the stove, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the forests are dyed, and the scenery is extraordinarily enchanting.

Murong Zhongyong walked out of the wing room, stood in the courtyard, looked at the golden morning light in the sky, and hid his face and sighed.

However, I saw layers of fiery red glow rising in the western sky, and a bright moon hung above the glow, reflecting the rising sun slowly rising in the east.

At this time, an old servant beside Murong Zhongyong slowly raised his head and looked up at the strange scene emerging in the sky, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised: "General Murong, look at this celestial phenomenon, it's incredible, this is the auspicious omen of the heavenly dew! The general's wife must have gone to the Western Elysium! Your daughter may also be a rare noble person in the future!"

At this time, a few servants who had walked out of the door, hearing the old man's words, raised their heads to look at the wonders in the sky, and from time to time let out exclamations, and then whispered to the servants beside them.

Then they walked closer and congratulated Murong Zhongyong in their mouths: "Congratulations to the General, this is a rare auspicious omen, it seems that the second young lady must be a natural nobleman, destined to be blessed by God." It's just that Madam, maybe I went to the Elysium in the West to take care of my life, please general, you must take care of your health. ”

Murong Zhongyong was still immersed in the grief of losing his wife, and when he heard the servant next to him speak like this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy: "You don't need to say it, I know it in my heart." ”

At this time, the servants saw the displeasure on the general's face, and they stood on tiptoe and ran away.

In the sparse rain, a Taoist in a green robe walked on the bluestone road of the village, yes, he was the Xuanji hermit.

The Xuanji hermit seemed to know everything that was happening in the Yasukuni General's Mansion, and he walked to the front of the gate of the General's Mansion.

Seeing that the vermilion lacquer gate of the General's Mansion was tightly closed, and there were two large white lanterns hanging high on the lintel, the Xuanji hermit smiled slightly, and then stepped on the steps, picked up the bronze knocker and knocked it a few times.

After a while, a crack opened in the door, revealing the face of a servant inside: "What is the matter with the Dao Chief, my master has something to do today, and I can't give charity for the time being!

The hermit of Xuanji showed a smile and said aloud to the servant, "I know that something unfortunate has happened in the general's house, but have you not seen this strange celestial phenomenon? ”

The servant's face was astonished, and he wondered what the strange Taoist priest in front of him was. After a careful look, I saw that the Taoist chief outside the door had a long beard fluttering, an extraordinary face, and kept saying that he wanted to do a ritual for the general's mansion, and he couldn't help but feel a little satisfied.

The servant whispered, "Daoist, wait a minute, and when I go and report first, General Murong will come." ”

After saying that, he covered the door and trotted all the way to General Murong's study.

After a while, the servant ran over panting with a little joy on his face: "Dao Chief, General Murong is invited!

The Xuanji hermit seemed to have expected it, smiled slightly, raised his legs across the threshold, and followed the servant towards the general's mansion.

When the servant led the Xuanji hermit to the hall, Murong Zhongyong sat upright in the lobby dressed in plain clothes, and when he saw the Xuanji hermit entering the house, he got up to greet him: "What a coincidence, the Taoist chief came at the right time, my family was in trouble just now, and the Taoist came just in time, and then there will be a Daoist to do a ritual to overtake the cheapness!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and invited the Xuanji hermit to sit down: "Come on, good tea to serve the Taoist!"

After the Xuanji hermit sat down steadily, Murong Zhong asked in a loud voice, "How do you dare to ask the name of the Dao Changfa?"