Geliu wants to figure out the whole story of his sister's assassination. The maid who committed the assassination was undoubtedly just a pawn inserted in secret. Who was the person behind the scenes? What's the purpose of going out? He must investigate everything thoroughly, not only to prove his innocence, but more importantly for Gui Qing's safety. My mother will definitely also investigate, but there has been no news for a long time. The best way at the moment is to take a trip back in time and see the whole story with my own eyes.
Logically speaking, there was no reason for Guiqing to be the target of assassination. She almost never left the palace to make public appearances. If she were not at the top of the list of beauties, almost no one in the world would pay attention to her. Besides, a princess who drinks and sleeps all day long and has nothing to do with anything, how could she be secretly coveted? The only explanation is that he, the elder brother, implicated her. Every time he thinks of this, Guiliu's heart feels like a knife. He is a misfortune-ridden child, and the people around him will be miserable because of him.
In fact, sometimes Geiliu would think about how great it would be if he died, so that everything would be over and he would never bring disaster to his loved ones again. The power of the dynasty will also return, the country will be peaceful and the people are safe, and the weather will be smooth, instead of the chaotic times that will destroy all living beings.
He thought about it many times, but he knew very well that he could never die. Then my mother would be very sad, my father would be very sad, and Gui Qing would also be very sad too. Since his parents gave him a second life, there is no reason to die, he must live.
Guiliu still remembers what her mother said, "No matter how hard and difficult the life is, as long as the four of us in our family live a good life, it will be a happy life. No matter how comfortable the life is, the family is incomplete. Such a life That’s the real suffering and torture.”
He knew how important he was to the family, knew that little girl Gui Qing still needed a brother who would bring her wine, knew how much his parents loved him, and knew how sad they would cry if he really died, so he repeated it Tell yourself again and again that you cannot give up your life casually no matter what. Even if your life is on the line, you must struggle until the end.
It is precisely because of this that he was lucky enough to survive Xie She's gun, and he escaped from death by killing a drunkard. These two people were both famous masters in martial arts reviews, but unexpectedly died at the hands of a fourth-level martial artist, just because Before he died, he always recited the words: "Don't die."
Gui Liu looked up at the sky. The stars were dotted, as bright as beads. It seemed like it would be a quiet night.
He and Wang Sizhi found the monastery, where the old abbot had been waiting for a long time. With him leading the way, the two of them walked through the corridor and finally arrived at the main hall of Fanke Temple. As soon as he took a step forward, Geiliu was shocked by the awe-inspiring scene in front of him. Inside the majestic black lacquer and gold-painted shrine, the gilded Buddha stands majestically, looking like the angry eyes of the heavenly king. On both sides of the Buddhist niche are painted murals, depicting nine-color deer and Dunhuang flying apsaras respectively. There are countless candlesticks and thousands of lights in the main hall, especially under the huge Buddhist niche, there are hundreds of rows of extremely long candlesticks. The candlelight burns quietly, and white smoke curls up.
Guiliu was shocked by the scene in front of him, and subconsciously took a step forward. He was unaware that Wang Sizhi had already hid behind him, and was a little afraid of the giant Buddha with angry eyes.
The old abbot saw the two people's different reactions in his eyes, smiled slightly, and had a general idea.
It is not unusual for some people to be naturally pro-Buddha and others to be naturally fearful of Buddha. Just like walking at night, some people think that the clear breeze and bright moon are suitable for reciting poems. Some people think that the dark night and the high wind are the days of murder and arson, which is caused by their state of mind.
Stopping in front of the shrine, the three figures were as small as mustard seeds. Looking up, he felt the pressure close at hand. Even Gui Liu shuddered this time.
The old abbot smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness, you might as well move forward."
Gui Liu glanced at him doubtfully, and just as he was about to step forward, Wang Sizhi held his hand.
Seeing her biting her red lips, he was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this girl had been afraid of Buddha since she was a child, and even the faint sound of Sanskrit was a kind of fear to her.
Seeing that her face was pale with fright, he said softly: "If you are afraid, you can wait for me outside the palace. There is no need to force me to follow."
"Then can you come out quickly?"
Gui Liu smiled and nodded, Wang Sizhi glanced at the old abbot apologetically, and then walked out.
"Your Highness, you can try burning incense and praying for blessings." The old abbot said with a smile.
Geiliu silently followed the instructions, picked up the three sticks of incense beside him, lit them in the lotus lamp, closed his eyes and prayed, then opened his eyes, and inserted the incense into the cauldron of the incense burner at the same height as a person.
After continuing to burn for a moment, the incense suddenly went out.
Guiliu frowned, "Is this?"
The old abbot lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name silently, raised his head and said softly: "His Royal Highness is indeed too violent."
Guiliu laughed at himself: "Does that mean the prayer failed? That's right, a human like me is born to be a disaster star, and I can't get any blessings."
His eyes fell on her distant back. Somewhat sad.
I can’t pray for you anymore.
This woman, who had been afraid of Buddha since she was a child, suddenly turned around and asked the old abbot, "Can I also pray?"
The old abbot and Guiliu were both stunned. People who are afraid of Buddha want to worship Buddha?
After getting the affirmative answer, Wang Sizhi turned around and walked straight towards the Buddha statue with the angry eyes of the King of Heaven. Although she was still scared, Gui Liu saw the firmness in her eyes.
She picked up the incense stick, lit it with a lotus lamp, closed her eyes and prayed, and then carefully inserted it into the incense burner.
She stared closely at the rising white smoke, feeling so nervous that she didn't dare to blink. I was afraid that the next second, I would see the incense stick extinguished.
Time passed by second by second, and the white smoke in the incense burner lingered for a long time.
The old abbot suddenly whispered: "It's done."
Wang Sizhi was so surprised that she subconsciously looked at Gui Liu. After realizing it, she kneaded the corners of her clothes, her face turned red and a little embarrassed.
Guiliu held her hand, tilted his head and smiled: "Let me guess, do you want to have a child with me?"
Wang Sizhi's face turned redder, thinking that since this man saw it at a glance, there was nothing to hide. So she whispered: "I want to have a daughter with you."
"Oh?" Guiliu raised an eyebrow and said, "Is it bad for a boy? Does it have to be a girl?"
Wang Sizhi glanced at him. Of course she didn't mind giving birth to a boy, but she was afraid that she would be like his father and become a lustful playboy. But girls are different. They will definitely be beautiful when they are born. Moreover, girls are sensible and don’t have to worry so much. She often thought that a girl could have more of her own temper and become a gentle and quiet girl. As for appearance, he can follow his father more. Who makes his father top the list of Mo Yu's ratings? The best thing would be to have his father's golden phoenix eyes.
Thinking of this, she smiled crazily and said coquettishly: "I don't care, I want to have a daughter!"
The old abbot felt itchy after reading it. He sighed and wanted to go back and read those erotic forbidden books. The clouds and rain on the bed that were described to the bone were really beautiful things.
Behind the majestic main hall, across a gate, is a square courtyard.
There are clusters of stone lanterns in the courtyard, and candlelight shines through, like stars over the moon, surrounding an octagonal sutra building.
The body of the building is engraved with obscure Buddhist scriptures, most of which have been damaged by wind and rain. The sutra pillar as a whole also looks like it has experienced many vicissitudes of life. Judging from its age, it is probably older than the gilded Buddha.
After leaving the oppressive and angry-looking Buddha, Wang Sizhi looked much more relaxed. Walking on the stone road, the three of them soon came to the tall prayer building.
At this time, Gui Liu was surprised to find that there was a small relief on the lotus seat of the sutra building, with mottled lines and floating golden light, which was lifelike.
Guiliu was a little shocked, "Is this?"
The old abbot smiled and replied: "Since Mount Fanke is a blessed place, blessings will naturally come from it. With this sutra pillar as a boat, you can enter the long river of time."
"After Your Highness steps into the long river of time, no matter what you see, remember to stay in the boat. Rong Lao Na would be rude and say that once you lose your footing and fall into the river, even the immortals can't save you."
Guiliu took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Come on."
The old abbot took a step forward and gently covered the lotus seat with his palm, and golden light suddenly bloomed. Slowly passing through each carved scripture like flowing water.
The whole building seemed to be moisturized, filled with a majestic water vapor.
Guiliu felt that the scene around him was blurring, becoming more and more ethereal and formless.
Suddenly, the anger that he had suppressed for a long time took on a violent form, making waves like an evil dragon, trying to raise its head in the dark ancient water.
A picture began to appear in front of his eyes, which was the scene of him cutting his heart.
The connection with the long river of time was not yet stable, and the sutra building suddenly shook violently. The old abbot was shocked. Could it be that the prince's anger was so strong that the sutra building could not bear it?
The prayer pillar is a boat, floating on the long river of time, so that sleeping people can see the scenery of the past. And once the boat capsizes and the person falls into the countercurrent of the long river of time, he will completely disappear from the world, and even his soul will no longer exist.
After practicing Buddhism for two hundred years, the old abbot has never seen such a situation. As a sleeping person, he is already on the boat!
Suddenly, eight dharma phenomena of heaven and earth appeared one after another, golden light burst out, and the sound of Sanskrit reverberated through the mountain tops.
The old abbot lowered his eyebrows like a Bodhisattva, put his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name, with golden light surging in his palms.
Rage filled the sky, he shouted loudly, and pushed out the palm prints with his palms, making a suppressive gesture.
The diffuse water vapor suddenly decreased, and the sutra pillars continued to tremble.
In the end, the old abbot's hands grew lotuses, and heaven and earth once again established a towering Dharma sign. At this point, the Nine Laws suppressed each other, and the boat in the long river of time finally stabilized.
A mustard seed of light suddenly exploded in the yard, and the stream reappeared in the yard.
The old abbot breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously turned to look at Wang Sizhi. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he was stunned on the spot.
He saw Wang Si's pair of glazed red eyes, which were cold and unfamiliar, and her temperament was completely different from before.
But Wang Sizhi ignored him and ran straight to the sleeping Gui Liu, calling him anxiously, and the strangeness in his eyes gradually faded away.
Could it be that I was dazzled and saw it wrong?
But with my Buddhist wisdom, it is logically impossible.
The old abbot was shocked and confused, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment. He stepped forward quickly and lightly touched the center of Gui Liu's eyebrows with his fingers, and strands of true energy were poured into his body, awakening him who was extremely tired.
When Guiliu woke up, Wang Siyi threw herself into his arms and started crying.
There was a clingy kitten in her arms. Guiliu smiled helplessly and let her tears wet her clothes.
When the old abbot saw this scene, he stopped talking.
Seeing this, Gui Liu smiled bitterly and said, "Tell me, I won't be able to change for a while."
The old abbot felt ashamed and said, "It was indeed my negligence to put His Highness in danger. I am here to apologize for Your Highness."
Guiliu said quickly: "What are you talking about? You can get straight to the point and take me to the river of time. I am already grateful. I would also like to thank you for saving my life."
The old abbot sighed, looked at the unmoving sutra pillar, and said softly: "Your Highness is more violent than I thought, and the sutra pillar cannot bear it. Please cultivate your mind and nature for a while before trying again."
Guiliu nodded and said helplessly: "That's all we have to do."
He comforted Wang Sizhi for a while before letting her stop crying.
Staying for a short period of time requires a huge amount of energy. If you stay for a long time, it will wear down your cultivation, causing instability in your realm and foundation.
On the way back to the thatched cottage, Gui Liu was extremely tired. Only with Wang Sizhi's support could he walk slowly.
She, who had been silent all the way, suddenly said softly, "Do you love me?"
Guiliu was a little surprised, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Wang Sizhi didn't hear the answer right away, and immediately felt aggrieved, sad and angry, and complained: "Answer me first!"
Guiliu said softly: "Of course I love you, how could I not?"
Wang Sizhi said oh, lowered his head, and said softly: "Then what do you love me for?"
Geiliu thought about it seriously, and then replied seriously: "I don't know why I love you. But I know that my love for you is the reason why I don't love others. I love everything about you."
"Is this so?" Wang Sizhi muttered to himself.
After returning to the thatched cottage, Gui Liu fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Wang Si's jade hands went around the back of her head and untied the tasseled jade pendant. The green silk hair fell down to her waist like a waterfall, which was unique and stunning.
She was completely sleepless, so she picked up Snowball, who had been neglected all day, walked out of the thatched cottage and sat down by the stream.
The moonlight is intoxicating and the water is shining.
She raised the snowball and said with a smile, "Am I good-looking?"
The white cat immediately made a soft sound.
She tilted her head and smiled again, her eyes showing a coquettish glazed red color. "What about this? Am I good-looking?"
The white cat made a soft sound again, nuzzled her little head gently, and made a sticky sound in its throat.
Wang Sizhi held it in his arms and looked into the distance, lost in thought.
