Xin Zhuo didn't believe this kind of nonsense at first. Just like the ten-yuan roadside fortune-telling stall in his previous life, it felt unreliable. Even if it was somewhat miraculous, it would never be possible to decipher a fortune-telling stand. Human wishes and life doubts.
After all, people are fickle.
It was just the word "prophet" that made him hesitate. When the Guifang Kingdom was destroyed, what the little princess in the palace said as a prophet has now come true——
"You are rejected by heaven and earth. You will never be able to enter the earthly immortal world. You will fall into eternal trouble..."
eternal……
He looked in through the window of the small temple, which was emitting a bright yellow light. It seemed that the light of two oil lamps filled the entire small temple. There were faintly visible memorial tablets. He couldn't help but ask Yaya girl: "How to hand in the note?"
"Na!"
Yaya took out two pieces of paper and a pen made of something like bamboo charcoal from nowhere, "I had it ready when I came, and I was just about to bring someone with me, and I happened to meet you, here you go!"
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then took a piece of paper, picked up a bamboo charcoal pen, and wrote the word "trapped" behind Yaya's back. Yes, there was only one word. He asked about the meaning of escape. If the small temple is really magical, it should be Know your own thoughts.
Then he passed it through the window, and there seemed to be a strong suction force in the small temple, sucking the paper in with a "swish".
A moment later, another identical piece of paper popped up. Xin Zhuo grabbed it, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.
"What's up there?" Girl Yaya stood on tiptoes and looked around.
"Of course it's a secret. Secrets can't be shown to others. It's your turn."
Xin Zhuo pretended to hand the bamboo charcoal pen to her casually, walked to the side, and saw that Yaya was also writing, so he quietly stretched out his right hand and looked at the paper in the moonlight, and couldn't help but be startled.
"Go back with ease, the flowers are not flowers, the mist is not mist, everything is like a dream, like a dream or an illusion.
Nature is emptiness, dependent origination, dependent origination and cessation. It is like this. Therefore, those who know it can judge that power, wealth and honor are nothing but vain. Life and death should be like liberation. You should know it! "
Buddha's words?
Xin Zhuo frowned, not quite understanding, but the meaning seemed not difficult to understand. He could go back, but the power and wealth would be far away. Whether he would live or die on the road would depend on fate?
After being silent for a long time, I sighed, as long as I can go back, I have the right to believe you.
"Let's go!"
Miss Yaya suddenly came back, her brows furrowed, and she seemed to have encountered something troublesome.
The two of them returned the same way. The moonlight was brighter and the sea of clouds in the distance was a bit prettier than when they came, like clusters of marshmallows.
Yaya suddenly laughed, looked at Xin Zhuo with a pair of big, clear and bright eyes, took his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the glazed tiles of a palace and sat down.
Xin Zhuo is a little confused. Looking at the moon with little Loli?
Yaya girl put her two rivers together, put her white palms on her knees, and smiled sweetly: "My real name is Jiuhai, Xuanyuan Jiuhai, a popular surname in ancient times!"
"What a name!" Xin Zhuo replied absentmindedly, spinning the zhenqi in his hand, shattering the paper into crumbs, then gently throwing it away and letting it fly in the wind.
"I don't know who my father is." Yaya girl looked at the clouds and mist, "I was born in the Nine Lines of the Sea of Bitterness. My mother said that I will never have love in this life. I will be born in the sea of suffering and die in the sea of suffering."
"Love?" Xin Zhuo said: "The kind of marriage? How old are you?"
You are still a little girl. In my previous life, you were still in junior high school. Puppy love is not advisable!
"I'm twenty-three years old! I was born small and won't grow up." Yaya said.
Xin Zhuo looked at her carefully. She was small, smart and handsome, like a piece of crystal jade, but she really couldn't tell that she looked twenty-three years old. He smiled and said, "So, you just asked the Prophet Temple about your relationship?"
"Yes." Yaya girl said, "And I gave the answer."
Xin Zhuo nodded: "It must be a good answer!"
Miss Yaya was silent for a while, nodded and said: "That's right. This prophet temple comes from ancient times. It is said that it has existed for a hundred thousand years. It can judge the ups and downs of the world and everything in the world. Everyone who has been here has said that it is efficacious. , what it says must be the most correct.”
"Yeah." Xin Zhuo said perfunctorily.
Girl Yaya suddenly leaned on his shoulder.
"?"
Xin Zhuo's body stiffened for a moment, and he had a bad feeling. This kind of physical contact might have a different meaning.
Subconsciously, he turned to look at Yaya girl, suddenly wondering what was written on her note.
Miss Yaya noticed his gaze, raised her hand and tapped his nose: "You are the one who is destined to love, kid. From now on, you will be my eldest lady's person, so be obedient!"
Xin Zhuo frowned and said, "Let me take a look at your piece of paper."
"Na!" Miss Yaya held up the piece of paper and handed it over. Facing the moonlight, she saw only one line on it: "It is fate that this person will be by your side. Kiss him, sleep with him, keep him, don't let him If he escapes from the sea of suffering, he will have a wonderful marriage!"
wrong! The tone is wrong!
The content on my piece of paper is illusory and mysterious, and it is a riddle of Buddhist words, like the words of an enlightened monk, which is thought-provoking. The Yaya girl's piece of paper was too smoky, like a human's tone of voice.
"There may be someone hiding inside. We have been deceived. Let's go!"
Xin Zhuo said hello, flashed and rushed straight to the small temple.
Yaya was stunned for a moment and followed him.
After a while, I reached the top of the small temple, but my eyes were empty. Where was the shadow of the small temple?
"How could the Prophet's Temple disappear?" Yaya girl was surprised.
Xin Zhuo was also stunned for a moment. Although the ancient temple was small, it was still a house. How could it just disappear? Not a single brick left?
He stepped forward and glanced around, and suddenly found a large string of blood words on the ground: "Jiuxun Sanshan, Mountain Dog Yuanhuang, I knew it was you, you bitch, are you looking for your father? You know I am hiding here? Don't pretend Oh, I smell the fishy smell on your body, and say, your mother, come and arrest me, I want to die!"
Like a vulgar street gangster jumping up and cursing.
"?"
Miss Yaya obviously saw it too, and she and Xin Zhuo looked at each other with confusion.
"What do you mean?" Xin Zhuo asked.
"I don't know!"
Girl Yaya shook her head blankly: "The Prophet's Temple has always existed since ancient times and has never disappeared. When my mother was a child, she used a hammer of 100,000 kilograms without breaking it! Why did it disappear now?"
Xin Zhuo was completely at a loss and didn't understand the meaning of this line at all. Is this little temple conscious? Or is there really a person hiding in it who can make the small temple disappear?
So, I can go out and retaliate, does it still count?
All the holes have been buried, the road has been paved, and we will go home tomorrow.
