02 Give the name Bai Wanshuang
"Good, good, the secret of heaven must not be revealed, you ask for more blessings. The Bodhisattva smiled at the corner of his mouth, but shook his head slightly.
"Bodhisattva, the disciple really doesn't know how to find a benefactor, and I hope to ask the Bodhisattva ......" The white rabbit was crying and begging bitterly.
"Alas, seeing that you are sincere, I can't bear it, and now I pass on a secret technique to help you find your benefactor. Now the name is given to you, the surname is Wanshuang, and it has been recorded in the roster of the heavenly court, and after you repay the favor, you can fly to the heavenly court and rank in the immortal class, I hope you will do it yourself. The Bodhisattva pulled down a piece of green silk and blew lightly, and the green silk turned into a golden text, flying quickly towards Bai Wanshuang, rushing into the woman's mind like lightning, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
She paused for a moment, and immediately cast an inner look, and found that this golden text was hanging above her sea of knowledge, shining her sea of knowledge with golden light.
The disciple thanked the Bodhisattva. From today onwards, she has a name, her surname is Wanshuang, as long as she finishes repaying her kindness, she can fly to heaven and rank in the immortal class, she is excited, and once again throws herself to the ground and bows to the Bodhisattva.
Looking up again, the golden light had been collected, and there was no Bodhisattva in mid-air, she was stunned, if it weren't for the Bodhisattva's own soul-chasing mantra in her mind, she would almost suspect that this was just her Nan Ke dream.
It's useless to think too much, it's better to find a benefactor as soon as possible, repay the kindness that should be repaid, and go where she should go, Bai Wanshuang thought.
She sat cross-legged on the spot, pinched the mantra with both hands, muttered the mantra of soul chasing, and time suddenly went back to more than 8,000 years ago, fixed on the benefactor who saved her, and then reincarnated with this benefactor.
The Zhongxia continent is divided into four countries, Tianlong Kingdom, Qingmeng Kingdom, Xihai Kingdom, and Donglin Kingdom are four-legged, among which Tianlong Kingdom and Qingmeng Kingdom are the most rich and powerful countries, and the other two countries are second.
The emperor of the Tianlong Kingdom is surnamed Mo Aotian, the country name is Aozheng, the world is known as Aozheng Emperor, he has two sons-in-law, the eldest son Mo Qianling, and the second son Mo Chengcheng.
Mo Qianling has always been ruthless, selfish, and insidious, and he is very disliked by today's sons of heaven, but because of his eldest son, he no longer likes it, and he is also one of the princes.
On the contrary, he is gentle and elegant, has a heart for the world, and is good at calculation, and is a talent who governs the country. When Chaotianzi has always regretted it, why was he born a few years late, if he was born a few years early, there is no doubt that this throne is his. Although he has always wanted to pass on the throne to him, because of the ancestral teachings, he will eventually be a little unjustifiable.
The night was deep, and in the darkness, in the heavily guarded Three Princes' Mansion, the study room that was usually still lit at this time was dark, and a figure was sitting quietly on a chair, almost blending in with the night.
"Lord Wang, the matter you asked your subordinates to investigate has been investigated. A voice rang out, not high, but still breaking the silence of the room.
"Say!" The figure on the chair did not move, and the cold male voice entered the ears, making people feel that the master must be a humble gentleman, gentle as jade.
He said that the emperor allocated the million silver that was really used on the victims, only one-tenth of them were withheld by the prince, and he had brought back the account book, please see. The owner of the voice could not see clearly in the dark night, and could only vaguely see that it was a tall and burly figure, and he took out a notebook from his bosom and handed it over.