Seeing that he seemed to be a little emotional and melancholy, Yang Zhaoqing comforted: "No one can be happy forever, Xiaomin also has Xiaomin's troubles, where there are people, there are grievances, everyone has a time to pay the price, and the prince has done a good job for Niangniang." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Miao Yi smiled: "Are you saying I'm not satisfied?"

"Don't dare!" Yang Zhaoqing knew that he was joking, smiled and replied, and then touched out a star bell, I don't know where the news came from, as the head of the palace, there are always more miscellaneous things. After holding the star bell, Yang Zhaoqing said: "Lord Wang, there is a guest, the guest over there in the Elysium Realm said that it is the old acquaintance of the prince." ”

"Old acquaintance?" Miao Yi subconsciously thought it was the Jade Rakshasa and asked, "Who?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "Luohan Puran." ”

"Luohan Puran?" Miao Yi was stunned, he had taken over some of Hao Defang's spies in the Buddha Realm from Su Yun, but he didn't have many acquaintances in the Bliss Realm, so it was easy for everyone he knew to remember, and he wondered: "Pulan, the closed disciple of the Mirror Flower Buddha?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "That's right, it's her." ”

"Oh!" Miao Yi bowed, "That's an acquaintance, I owe her a favor back then, you personally help me greet her!" muttered in his heart, I don't know what this female monk is doing here, but when I met him back then, this Pu Lan was really good to him, and he responded to his needs.

There were only a hundred monks with her, and she didn't bring too many people in, only two of them, and the rest stayed outside the palace to wait, so it can be seen that she won't stay for long.

In terms of identity and status, Pu Lan is obviously far inferior to Miao Yi today, but in terms of the affection that people cared for back then, Miao Yi waited at the staircase in the attic, not to mention sending Yang Zhaoqing to greet him in person, which can be regarded as giving enough face.

A beautiful woman followed Yang Zhaoqing upstairs, her hair was wrapped in a shawl and white veil, her face was dignified, her forehead was full and smooth, her eyes were not frivolous, like stars twinkling, shining, although she was a monk, she was dressed in a layman's white dress, with a neck hanging on her full chest, and her demeanor was quiet and elegant.

The appearance has not changed much, it is still the original dress, but the temperament is becoming more and more dusty, Miao Yi recognized it at a glance, and couldn't help but smile.

Pram Bei's teeth were lightly exposed, and there was a smile on his face, and when he came up, he smiled and said, "There is Prince Lao to greet him." Two attendants behind her saluted.

Miao Yi returned the salute, "For many years, the demeanor of the layman is even better than back then." By the way, please stretch out your hand and take a seat.

The guest and the host sat down, the maid served tea, Pu Lan stared at Miao Yi with pure eyes, and said with emotion: "Although I saw that the prince was not an ordinary person in my early years, the poor monk really didn't expect that the cow benefactor of the year had become the king of the Southern Army in a blink of an eye. "That's really shaking my head and sighing.

Miao Yi smiled faintly, "The layman has also become an Arhat, and his achievements are extraordinary." ”

An arhat is equivalent to the level of the marquis of the heavenly court, and it is indeed an extraordinary achievement to become an arhat with Pu Lan's cultivation.

"The master favors him, and he doesn't dare to accept it, and it's not worth mentioning in front of the prince. Puran was blunt, relying on his master's background.

After Miao Yi invited him to tea, he asked, "I'm afraid it's not for the sake of reminiscing, right?"

Pu Lan took out a piece of jade and handed it to the female monk standing behind him, who transferred it to Yang Zhaoqing, and finally fell into the hands of Miao Yi. ”

"Oh, is the Buddha going to open the altar again?" Miao Yi replied and checked the jade in his hand.

On the side of the Elysian Realm, the Buddha Lord will open an altar in Lingshan every once in a while, and it is a few days and nights, which is a major event in the Buddha Realm. And the opening of the altar in the jade is set in a year later, and it is not too early to say that it is too early, and it is not too late to say that it is still too late.

"Okay, then go and listen to the Buddha's heavenly sounds. Miao Yi agreed, as for whether to go in the future or not, it depends on the situation, in case you don't want to go, you can find an excuse to resign at any time.

After Pu Lan Heten thanked him, he suddenly stood up and walked to the side of the attic railing, looking at the vast palace by the railing, "After King Haotian moved to this place, the poor monk came back for the first time, I don't know if the prince can have Yaxing to accompany the poor monk to visit?"

This is a bit overbearing, a mere arhat actually asked the dignified king to accompany him on the tour, but several people present heard that she seemed to have something to say to Miao Yi alone, Miao Yi got up, "It's all right." "Reach out and please.

Puran didn't seem to have any intention of going downstairs to the garden, and looked at the sky bridge that lay between the towers.

Miao Yi smiled, stretched out his hand to cover the bridge again, and the two walked on the bridge side by side.

The two female monks stayed in place, and Yang Zhaoqing quickly figured out that Xingling arranged for someone to retire from the idle people in the place where the guest and host went.

Walking on the pavilion in the sky to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the palace is indeed a unique style, not to mention that the beauty of the entire palace is rare, Pu Lan sighed: "It is really a good place to gather the luxury and beauty of heaven and earth!"

"Presumably, the place of cultivation of the Mirror Flower Buddha will not be bad, I heard that Lingshan is even more beautiful in Lingyu, but it is a pity that he has been entangled in mundane things and has never found a chance. Miao Yi said politely, and when he said that Lingshan thought of the things of the year, he smiled lightly: "I wanted to go to Lingshan back then, but the layman bothered to arrange it, but who wanted to be delayed by an accident." ”

Pu Lan said: "With the current status of the prince, you can go to Lingshan at any time if you want to, Lingshan should be regarded as a guest of honor, and there is no need for poor monks to arrange." ”

Seeing that she was late to get to the point, Miao Yi teased: "It seems that the layman is indeed here to catch up with this king." ”

Pu Lan said calmly: "Although the poor monk is in Buddhism, he has been paying attention to the prince, these years the prince has been turning clouds and rain, the means are incredible, can others can't, I don't know how many lives are killed because of the prince, the southern army is in charge of the battle between the king, the prince is even more heroic, set off a bloody storm, and the people who lost their lives are not only billions, dare to ask the prince, have you ever felt guilty?"

Miao Yi glanced at her, not knowing what this woman meant, "Why doesn't this king want to be carefree, why don't you want to be calm, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, the housekeeper also told me before, where there are people, there are grievances, but what if the layman only saw this king pressing, but when he saw this king cornered, he thought that when he wanted to put this king to death in purgatory, and now he wants to marry this king's head, can there ever be a person who feels guilty? I'm afraid that they only hate this king and can't die early!" This time, if the king does not strike first, someone will attack the king, what should the layman do if he changes the layman? The layman only sees the surface, but does not see the internal causes. Buddhists say that they sacrifice their lives to feed tigers, is there really such a person? At least this king has never seen it, and this king can't do it. If you want to say that the sea of bitterness is boundless and the shore is the shore, the king can tell the layman that the king has never felt guilty, will not turn back, and cannot turn back.

Pu Lan shook his head and sighed: "The prince misunderstood, don't worry, the poor monk didn't mean to ask the guilt, but just sighed that when he first saw the prince, the prince at that time was chivalrous and courageous, helping the weak, if it wasn't for the prince to save him, the poor monk would not be today." The chivalrous and courageous prince back then, but now he is stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the poor monk is suddenly like a dream. ”

Speaking of this, it has always been Miao Yi's confusion, and he couldn't help frowning: "According to the time that the layman said, say a disrespectful word, with the appearance of the layman, if this king had seen it back then, he would not have no impression at all, and this king really can't remember when he saved the layman." ”

"It's raining!" Puran muttered, stopping abruptly and reaching out to the eaves of the covered bridge, feeling the drizzle coming silently.

Miao Yi looked out, it was indeed raining, and replied casually, "There is a lot of rain here, it is said that Hao Defang's housekeeper Su Yun likes to watch the rain, so Hao Defang must choose a place with a lot of rain every time he builds a mansion." ”

Pu Lan withdrew his hand and took out a hole flute, and pressed it against his lips to face the sound of the misty drizzle outside, and between the rise and fall of his white fingers, the sound of the flute was deep and deep.

"......" Miao Yi was speechless, feeling that he had encountered a neuropathy, he really didn't understand what this woman meant, a female monk actually came here to blow the flute, what the hell is going on? But this tune seems to have been vaguely heard somewhere, because he is not an elegant person, he listens to Xiao less, and because he listens less, he occasionally listens to some impressions, and is hazy in his mind by this tune to evoke the outline of some scenes.

After blowing a small section, after the dong flute was in his hand, Pu Lan turned around and asked with a smile: "This piece was composed by the poor monk himself in his early years, there should be few similarities, I don't know if Wang Ye can have an impression when he hears it?" When Chinese New Year's Eve was quiet, seeing that Wang Ye was lonely, he played it for Wang Ye at the foot of the mountain. ”

"Have you played for this king?" Miao Yi pointed to himself, his eyes were dazed, he listened to the flute less, and someone had specially played it for him, so it was even more impossible not to be impressed, but the tune was indeed a little familiar.

Pu Lan said: "In the year of Wuxiangxing, the war raged in the world, the poor monk's family was ruined, and the children fled among the refugees, and when they stayed in the barren mountains at night, they were suddenly attacked by wolves in the mountains, and the refugees fled, the poor monks were hungry, and with children, they couldn't run at all, and when they fell to the ground, several hungry wolves pounced, thinking that it was difficult to escape, who knew that the prince suddenly appeared, and several hungry wolves were killed by the prince with a sword, and saw the prince first aid other refugees, and the hungry wolves were dispersed. At that time, there were two people traveling with the prince, but only the prince drew his sword to save me and other ordinary people. After that, the prince cut down trees from the forest, set up an iron pot, and cooked wolf meat to satisfy the refugees, and the poor monk also held a piece of cooked wolf meat to the prince, but the prince did not accept it, and the poor monk pulled his son to kneel in front of the prince, and begged the prince to accept the child as an apprentice, but the prince also refused. However, the prince pointed out a way for the poor monk to live, and asked the poor monk to go to Daliang City in the territory of King Liang to find Princess Liang, saying that he only needed to say that the princess's cousin asked him to find it, and told the princess that as long as the princess was willing to take him in, you would owe him a favor... It was that night that the poor monk played this tune for the prince. (To be continued.) )