Chapter 162: Confession
Ting Lan knew that His Royal Highness was very interested!
It seems that there is still a drama in what she asks for! She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips slightly.
"Your Highness, we are going out, do we have to say something to Senior Sister Bodhi?!" she said in a slower tone.
Xue Yi said with a smile: "That's naturally to be explained! Although Senior Sister Bodhi entered the Snow Pavilion late, she is the eldest grade, and she is the most calm. I'm still very relieved of her. ”
Ting Lan deliberately teased him, and said with a smile: "Then what about me?
Xue Yi laughed and said, "I'm also relieved of you, but I'm still more willing to go out with you than her!"
Ting Lan laughed and touched His Royal Highness's head.
Xue Yi was in a good mood and didn't care much, but made a grimace.
Looking at Ting Lan who looked like such a child, for some reason, she seemed to see herself many years ago in a trance.
The two of them went to Bodhi's house.
A woman with a calm face like water, with slender jade hands, holding a pen, is copying Buddhist scriptures.
Xue Yi couldn't help but smack her tongue.
The little sister is still so young, why is she so fond of copying Buddhist scriptures?
Hearing the voice, Bodhi put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "Why did the two senior sisters come over together?"
Xue Yi took the tea handed over by Bodhi reservedly, and said with a smile: "The two of us are going out for a trip, during this period, you are good to stay in the Snow Pavilion, and if there is anything, you don't have to pay attention to it." ”
Bodhi said yes again and again.
Ting Lan sat down and drank tea a little embarrassed, looking a little uncomfortable.
Bodhi looked in Tinglan's direction and said with a smile, "When will Senior Sister come back?"
As she spoke, Xue Yi also looked in the direction of Ting Lan.
Ting Lan's face was calm, and she said, "One day at most, two days at the least." ”
Xue Yi listened to it and laughed: "It's two days at most." The master is not here, and the two of us are not good to stay outside for too long. ”
Only then did Ting Lan realize that she had said the wrong thing. She did it there with a smile and didn't say a word.
Bodhi winked at her and said nothing.
Xue Yi said a few more words to Bodhi, kissed her recent practice, and pulled Ting Lan away.
As soon as she walked under the high platform, Xue Yi made a difficulty.
"Senior sister, why don't you go up and have a look?"
I don't know why, for this pure white platform, Xue Yi has an instinctive rejection.
Ting Lan was surprised. Her Royal Highness Xue Yi is the senior sister! It doesn't seem appropriate to go up by yourself.
She smiled and said, "Your Highness, the master has explained, you are the person in charge." ”
"But I'm afraid—" His Royal Highness's expression became a little cramped, "I'm really scared—"
Ting Lan smiled: "What is Your Highness afraid of? I will stand below and guard for Your Highness." ”
"No," Xue Yi's tone became firm, "I don't want to go there!"
Ting Lan was stunned for a moment.
In the mind of the little snow-white clothed woman, a weak woman appeared, sitting on a high platform, the corners of her mouth were flushed with a touch of red, and then, the woman with weak willow shoulders, on this high platform, gradually withered.
What a terrible place!
Xue Yi's resistance in her heart deepened, and she said word by word: "The master instructed me to be in charge of the snow pavilion, but he didn't let me go to the high platform. Sister, you go there. ”
Ting Lan couldn't hide his stunnedness.
If what he expected was good, whether it was Yun Ruo's uncle, aunt, or maybe even his uncle, they all had high hopes for their senior sister.
She didn't even want to go to that high platform?
You must know that in the Snow Pavilion, that high platform is the most important place.
There, sitting there, was a priesthood, the most important dream of this short life. There, you can see the past, analyze the present, and predict the future.
"But—" Ting Lan still hesitated.
"Nothing good. Xue Yi's tone was firm, with unquestionable power.
If anyone who knew her father was here, they would surely find that her expression was so similar to that of her amazing father.
Ting Lan looked embarrassed. It was her dream to be able to sit on that snow-white platform.
Is it appropriate to sit on that high platform in such a way?
The girl's eyes were full of doubts and uneasiness.
"Senior sister, I won't become the high priest of the Snow Pavilion. Xue Yi's voice became soft.
She has always known that her junior sister has an unusual attachment to this snow-white platform.
It's not like a little junior sister, with a breezy face. The little junior sister is from Ziwei Palace, and if she wants to come, she is just simple, coming here and spending a long time. Not to mention self-cultivation, it will be easier to talk about it in the future.
In the more than 30,000 years that Ting Lan has been here, every day and night, he has almost never slackened.
All she lacked was an opportunity.
"So junior sister, don't hesitate, hurry up!" Xue Yi said again.
Ting Lan was still hesitant.
"Senior sister, what are you still hesitating about? You went to the Wufu Sea at that time, you went to that side of the illusion, just a high platform, you couldn't go?" Xue Yi's voice was a bit sharp that she had never seen before.
"I-" Ting Lan wanted to say, what should she do in the future, to explain to Shizun?
Your Royal Highness, do you know what you are doing?
Seeing this, Xue Yi said again: "Shizun will only be happy if he knows." What I know, except for Uncle Yunruo, everyone else thinks the same as me, and they all hope that I can live a healthy and happy life. ”
Ting Lan listened and silently lowered her eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean not to let you live, I mean, compared to my mother—in fact, I think, Ting Lan, in fact, you may be more suitable than me to be the future High Priest of the Snow Pavilion. Xue Yi said hurriedly.
Ting Lan was still a little undecided.
Xue Yi took advantage of her inattention and pushed the person onto the high platform.
Ting Lan came back to her senses and realized that it was too late.
"Senior sister, when will you go out, but you decide!" Xue Yi regained her happy appearance, smiled and blinked, and stood under the high platform.
Ting Lan couldn't care about this anymore, and sat firmly on the high platform, concentrating carefully, looking at the situation in the eyes of the Snow Pavilion.
A distant sense of familiarity came over me.
She tried her best to suppress the strangeness in her heart, and stared intently at the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Everything, very peaceful.
The four seas are peaceful, the people are harmonious, the mortals are happy, the heavens are free, the demons and monsters live in peace.
She couldn't help but think of the gods of the heavenly realm, and their evaluation of the great emperor who had already been sleeping in the land of ruins: His Majesty the True Emperor is a person, a man who governs martial arts, and has the style of surpassing his grandfather.
His Majesty the True Emperor's grandfather was the once famous master of the Bi Yu Sect. After the battle of the gods, the lord of Bi Yumen was killed. The current master of Bizhuo Sect is the father of His Majesty the True Emperor.