Mirror?
In the space on the first floor of Leiyin Pagoda, Ji Ping'an was looking down at the hand-written scriptures. When he heard Yu Yu's voice, he turned to look over.
Under the warm light, the saint was standing curiously on the side of a life-size bronze mirror, raising her hand to point at the mirror.
The first time the three of them stepped in, they discovered the existence of the eight bronze mirrors, but did not detect any dangerous aura.
Ye Hongling said:
"Don't touch anything. There is probably a defense mechanism here."
Yu Yu was cautiously keeping a distance, but when he heard this, his delicate nose wrinkled and he hummed:
"This saint has nothing to fear, nothing will happen to me even if something happens to you."
Full of rebellion!
As she spoke, she jumped forward as if to demonstrate, arriving directly in front of a bronze mirror.
The little hands secretly clasped the magic weapon, preparing to fight back immediately if there was danger.
The results turned out to be a peaceful batch.
In the full-length mirror, her whole body was reflected.
Yu Yu breathed a sigh of relief silently, curled up the corner of his mouth with a hint of baby fat on his cheeks, turned around and put his hands on his hips:
"Look, what can happen? You are the leader of the Demon Slayer Department after all. How can you be so timid and frightened by the mirrors of bald donkeys in Buddhism? It really brings disgrace to me, Great Zhou..."
However, the girl only said half of it when she saw the faces of the two people in front of her suddenly became very strange.
His gaze passed over her and towards the mirror behind Yu Yu, as if he was looking at something.
"Face...huh?"
Yu Yu suddenly felt bad, turned around, and immediately froze.
I only saw my own figure in the mirror fading away little by little, as if it was diluted. The mirror made ripples, gradually reflecting a wabi-sabi garden.
Ji Ping'an recognized at a glance that this was the Jiyuan of Qingyun Palace in the divine capital.
When the stars returned, he went to see Xin Yaoguang.
And as the composition of the picture was complete, a saintly girl appeared in the corner of the picture, wearing a red and white robe, walking straight along the corridor and knocking on a door.
I saw Xin Yaoguang sitting cross-legged and meditating inside, copying Taoist scriptures with his hands, like an immortal.
"Master?" Yu Yu looked confused.
Ye Hongling also tightened her sharp eyebrows and held the knife in her right hand. However, Wu Fu's wit did not warn him of the danger.
"This is the eight-phase mirror. It's not dangerous." Ji Ping'an suddenly spoke, paused, and then added:
"At least under normal circumstances, there is no danger."
Eight phase mirror?
Hearing this unfamiliar word, both Yu Yu and Ye Hongling looked confused.
Although they are all knowledgeable, Buddhism has been excluded for a long time.
Most of our understanding of it comes from books and the impressions left by a few monks, and some details are not known in detail.
Ji Ping'an explained calmly:
“Buddhism pays attention to the spiritual realm, and some monks’ practice methods are to use various situations that arouse people’s emotions to hone their hearts, in order to achieve a state of stillness.
And the situations that can cause people's emotional changes are divided into eight categories: decline, benefit, destruction, praise, praise, ridicule, pain, and joy, called the Eight Winds. Therefore, what a true eminent monk pursues is to remain calm despite the disturbance of the world of mortals, and to be 'unmoved by the eight winds'. "
Yu Yu was confused after hearing this, and felt a pain in his head, as if he was back in class at Qingyun Palace.
Ye Hongling thought quickly and her eyes lit up:
"You mean, these eight mirrors are actually eight kinds of magic tools that disturb people's hearts? The reason why they are surrounded by the desk is to temper the state of mind of the monk in the center? And copying the scriptures is to resist the interference of the eight winds. , to hone the means of cultivating one’s mind?”
"Children can be taught." Ji Pingan nodded.
Involuntarily, I thought of the old and outdated story of Fahai, the mighty Tianlong version, pressing a green snake into the spring water to mate, and saying righteously, "Snake demon, I want you to help me practice."
Ye Hongling said doubtfully:
"Then why isn't it called the Eight-Feng Mirror, but the Eight-phase Mirror?"
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"Because the way this mirror touches people's hearts is to 'reflect' a person's inner emotions and show them externally in the mirror. In Buddhism, this is a kind of 'image'. Well, let's put it in the most straightforward terms. In other words, it is to present a person's most recent dream in the mirror. Dreams are the deepest reactions of people's subconscious emotions."
"So what this mirror reflects is the dream that the saint has had recently?" Ye Hongling was surprised.
Yu Yu said "Huh" and remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"It seems that even though our Royal Highness the Saint says how comfortable she is traveling around the world, she still misses home."
Yu Yu was furious, his fair cheeks turned red, he was extremely embarrassed, and he stammered:
"No...no."
She didn't miss home or her master!
I firmly refuse to admit it!
Ye Hongling suppressed a smile and suddenly felt that the girl who had been quarreling with her was no longer so arrogant.
After all, she is just a young lady who has just entered the world. After such a long time, how can she not miss home? Human nature.
But the next moment, the picture in the mirror suddenly changed.
Ripples rippled, and soon a long embankment appeared. Yu Yu walked out of the street and walked straight towards a young boy wearing a blue shirt.
Brush... Ye Hongling turned her head suddenly and looked at Ji Ping'an with surprise in her eyes.
Because the one who appeared in Yu Yu's dream was Ji Ping'an!
In the mirror, the two walked side by side, then took a boat ride, and were attacked by the boatman. At the critical moment, Ji Ping'an gently raised his hand and slashed, causing peach blossoms to fall on the shore.
Astonishingly, it was the scene when the two people had their first "date".
Ye Hongling hesitated and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, this must be Baidi, the capital of the gods. That must have happened a long time ago, but you two still have such an experience."
While speaking, the female warrior's eyes became ambiguous.
Obviously, things that happened a long time ago have frequently appeared in the saint's dreams recently, which is very strange.
There is only one possibility, that is, this scene is too deep in my memory, and I often think about it, so it is so deeply ingrained.
Even Ji Ping'an looked a little stunned and looked at the saint strangely.
"!!!?"
At this time, Yu Yu, who was angry next to him, was also confused.
The whole person was as motionless as a stone sculpture, and the blush on her fair cheeks spread instantly, reaching the roots of her ears.
The ten toes curled up in the boots and the mouth opened.
Feeling the two burning glances from behind, the girl seemed to have been publicly executed.
She wanted to explain, but her usual sharp tongue suddenly failed and she became clumsy.
After a long silence, she finally made the most instinctive reaction.
He raised his pink fist, clenched it tightly, and smashed it hard at the life-size bronze mirror in front of him!
"boom!"
With a muffled groan, the girl's fist was blocked by Ye Hongling's hand. The female martial artist grinned and hurriedly pulled the berserk Yu Yu away, admonishing her hard:
"You can't hit this. It will be troublesome if someone finds out."
After much talk, Yu Yu was finally comforted.
But he himself replaced the saint and was exposed directly in front of the bronze mirror.
I saw the water ripples in the mirror, and the room of the Yamen of the Demon Slayer Division emerged.
At night, with a lamp like a bean, Ye Hongling was at his desk reading files, looking like a model worker.
It's amazing...I'm working even in my dreams...Ji Ping'an called out "Strong Women" and watched with great interest.
Yu Yu, who was struggling to swing his bastard fist, stopped and looked away.
When Ye Hongling saw this, she realized what had happened, and panic appeared on her face.
He turned around suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the scene in the mirror.
But the next second, Ye Hongling in the mirror seemed tired. She threw away the file and returned to the bedroom in the Yamen.
I opened the wardrobe and saw a set of silk clothes inside.
They are all styles invented by legends in the past to earn military expenses.
The main theme is "sexy", and there are also stockings, which are a killer item that only ladies in the circle of ladies wear under silk pants in private.
In front of outsiders, a female warrior who looks like a man and always wears a military attaché robe, a black gauze hat, and a big cloak actually hides so many revealing women's clothes...
Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu were startled at the same time, and then saw Ye Hongling in the mirror with a heartfelt smile on her face.
I picked up each piece of women's clothing and began to admire it, making gestures on the body, circling in front of the mirror, and imagining how it would look on...
Hiss...I didn't expect you to be such a Ye Hongling!
It turns out that privately, she is also a "progressive woman" who likes beautiful skirts and even wears more avant-garde styles than most traditional women. She even changes clothes in her dreams. This obsession... Ji Ping'an was amazed.
Yu Yu blinked his big eyes and turned to look at the female warrior who stopped him. He saw that Ye Hongling's expression was stiff, her body was frozen in place, and her beautiful face was red and white.
"ah--"
The next second, Ye Hongling decisively raised her right fist, and with the huge power of the monk sitting in the well, she hit the bronze mirror hard!
"No!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Yu tightly hugged Ye Hongling's slim waist with both arms, stopped the rampaging Demon Slayer Chief, and tried to persuade him:
"You can't hit this. It will be troublesome if someone finds out!"
"No...a bald donkey will ruin my reputation..."
Ye Hongling waved her bastard fist, extremely angry, her eyes were red, and she was completely confused. As a monk sitting in a well, she was controlled by Yu Yu to death.
It wasn't until Ji Pingan walked over and blocked her that Ye Hongling regained consciousness.
The next second, the two women who had died on the spot looked at Ji Ping'an's back in the mirror expectantly.
Looking expectant.
Ji Ping'an took a breath and hurriedly turned around. He saw his figure in the bronze mirror slowly shattering, and slowly pieced together the blurry outline of the huge Taoist statue in Xingyue Cave.
Ji Ping'an snorted coldly.
The next second, the "Eight Phase Mirror" that could reflect even the inner dreams of the monk sitting in the well fluctuated violently, as if blocked by a very high-level power.
The scene that had just begun to take shape was shattered, calm returned, and there was no longer a single figure in the mirror.
Yu Yu and Ye Hongling collapsed:
"Why not yours?"
Ji Ping'an's face remained as usual, he said "Oh" and said:
"I've been sleeping better recently and haven't had any dreams."
? ? !
A string of question marks slowly floated over the heads of the two beauties, one big and one small, who were holding each other in each other's way. They thought to themselves, is this human talk?
They even suspected that the two of them had been tricked by Ji Ping'an.
"Okay, there is nothing to see here, and the mysterious monk is not here either." Ji Ping'an held up the ancient astrolabe, looked at it for a moment, and said:
"People are not above, but below."
He pointed to his feet.
under?
The two women were startled at the same time and tried to pretend that the previous social death scene had never happened. Ye Hongling frowned and said:
"Can you divine his location?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head: "No."
He had tried before and was unable to divine the other person. This was also strong evidence for his guess that this person was a "reborn person".
"But I can look back from the stars and vaguely see his escape path." Ji Ping'an pointed to his eyes.
Yes, this guy is a star official. He can read the scenes that happened in the past period of time from the "light"... Ye Hongling was shocked and said:
"Then why don't you hurry up and give chase?"
Ji Ping'an led the way, and the three of them did not go to the upper level of Leiyin Pagoda - there were only some magical artifacts, scriptures, and some houses stored there.
In order to avoid trouble and make it difficult to steal, there is no need to check.
Following the first floor, they entered another corridor, and soon the three of them found an independent room.
There was surprisingly only one ancient well in the room.
"Pa." Yu Yu snapped his fingers, and a flame lit up and floated above her head, providing lighting.
Ji Pingan lowered his head, looked at the ancient well with complicated eyes, and said:
"The man jumped into the well."
"I'll go down and have a look." Ye Hongling volunteered. With her strong cultivation, she jumped directly into the ancient well. The knife in her hand was unsheathed. She looked around, but there was no one there.
"nobody!"
Hearing this, Ji Pingan and Yu Yu looked at each other and jumped into the well one after another.
The space inside the well was not large and had obviously been repaired. The Buddhist paintings on the surrounding walls were well preserved. The three of them stepped on a lotus platform and soon discovered that there was a door on the wall below.
Yu Yu jumped over and groped for a moment, then said:
"This is not a normal door, it is like a magic circle portal. There is no way to break in without the correct 'secret key'."
Saints who major in formations will make professional judgments.
Portal?
Ye Hongling was stunned and said:
"Why is there a portal under the Thunder Sound Tower? Is it something that existed in ancient times?"
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, shook his head and said:
"There was no such thing before. It should have been built later."
The two girls didn't ask him how he knew it. Anyway, Ji Ping'an was already used to knowing secrets.
Yu Yu said angrily:
"What am I talking about? This is definitely a monk inside the Zen Yuan. Otherwise, why would there be a teleportation circle? This thing is probably built to facilitate escape!"
Ye Hongling frowned. With her rich experience in investigating cases, she intuitively believed that this matter was more complicated than expected.
It’s definitely not something that can be encompassed by Yu Yu’s arbitrary ideas.
Moreover, the most critical issue is that the mysterious person left through the portal. Although she sat in the well, she could not forcefully open the Buddhist circle.
Of course, the opportunity to obtain "evidence" is also lost.
"Go back first. It seems that there will be no harvest tonight." There was not much disappointment on Ji Ping'an's face.
In his opinion, it would be a problem if he could be caught easily.
Anyone who can be reborn and successfully evade the searches in the previous few months and survive until now is not an easy character to deal with.
Yu Yu and Ye Hongling were unwilling to accept it, but they could only accept it.
Before leaving, Yu Yu looked around and said somewhat curiously:
"Speaking of which, back then, Master Liyang and Liuli Bodhisattva were here... that one?"
"Which one?" Ji Pingan glanced at her.
Yu Yu hesitated to speak, then suddenly glared at him fiercely, turned his head, and snorted without answering.
Ye Hongling smiled and said:
"I don't know if Master Liyang and Liuli Bodhisattva have also been reborn, but this is a headache for Buddhism... Huh? Someone is coming!"
While speaking, the female martial artist's consciousness suddenly shook, and her smile faded away.
…
Outside the courtyard where Leiyin Pagoda is located.
When Daigoin walked through the bamboo forest and arrived here carrying a leather lantern, he saw a monk in white robes, also holding a lantern, walking from the opposite direction.
"Mage?" Daihuyuan said in surprise:
"How did you come?"
Master Yihong walked slowly. The darkness around him seemed to be illuminated by light and receded like a tide. His brown eyes were calm and indifferent:
"I received a Buddhist verse from Ji Sichen before, and I had some enlightenment. I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come to the pagoda to practice."
After a pause, Master Yihong asked doubtfully:
"What are you..."
Daihuin said: "I heard some noise, so I thought of doing a patrol."
Master Yihong said calmly:
"The Leiyin Pagoda is blocked by a barrier, and the Buddha's light shines in the Zen Yuan, so there is no need to worry."
Daigoin saluted with one hand: "That's what the Master said."
But didn't leave.
Master Yihong shook his head, opened the door and said, "Let's take a look together."
The two of them activated their auras, easily stepped into the barrier, and entered the Thunder Sound Tower. They checked from top to bottom and found nothing.
Dahuyuan then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that my worries are unfounded."
Master Yihong said: "As the guardian of the monastery, you should protect the safety of the monastery. There is nothing wrong with it. Go back and rest."
Daigouin clasped his hands together, turned and left.
After watching the burly Toutuo leave, Master Yihong, who was wearing a white monk's robe, shook his head and walked to his familiar seat.
I sat cross-legged and meditated, picked up the ink pen on the table, and studied the ink bit by bit, preparing to continue copying Buddhist scriptures and meditating.
After the ink was ground, the white-clothed mage stood up, walked to an eight-phase mirror, and looked at his own figure reflected in the mirror with the help of light.
Master Yihong raised his eyebrows, vaguely aware of something, and flicked the mirror with his finger.
The next second, the life-size bronze mirror rippled, and slowly emerged a man, two women, and three remaining figures in the mirror.
Master Yihong said nothing.
…
…
That night, everything was peaceful in the temple, and nothing happened again.
The next morning.
In a certain guest house, when the sky lighted up outside the paper window, a beam of sunlight broke in, and Li Xiangjun finally woke up from his spring dream.
"kindness……"
The beautiful woman, whose charm was still the same as before, let out a cry and slowly woke up from her dream. Her mind was still in chaos, with some memories of a strange dream remaining.
Only then did he realize that he was feeling cool and extremely light.
?
Li Xiangjun blinked his misty eyes, groped his body with his hands, and finally saw the situation clearly.
He was lying on his back, lying on the edge of the bed. The mattresses were piled up in a mess, and the quilt was kicked away.
With only a few messy clothes hanging on her body, her white and plump body was exposed in the guest room of the monastery all night.
"Ah..." Li Xiangjun's face turned red and he was embarrassed.
She hurriedly sat up and quickly arranged her clothes with both hands. Even though she had given birth to three children, most of her face was still red.
An secretly spat and sighed:
"What should I do..."
She had no memory of what happened last night, and could only vaguely remember that she had a "dream".
In the dream, I heard movement, opened my eyes, and saw a young and familiar face.
Then I somehow got obsessed with it, and then there were some stories that I loved to hear.
"How could I dream of him..." Li Xiangjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling angry and embarrassed.
"Madam, get up and have a fast meal." At this time, the maid's voice came from outside.
Li Xiangjun said "En", hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"You secretly fetch some water, I want to wipe away the sweat."
Wipe sweat?
It wasn't muggy last night, why did Madam wipe her sweat... The maid was startled, but she still obeyed the order and got ready.
Less than half an hour later, Li Xiangjun was dressed neatly and regained her graceful and elegant attitude as a matron of the house. Accompanied by her maids and servants, she went to the special dining hall.
As soon as they arrived, they saw Ji Ping'an and the others who had come a step earlier and were already sitting at the table.
"Mrs. Pei, it was too late last night and we couldn't meet each other. Did you sleep well?" Ye Hongling sat at the table and greeted her with a smile.
Just as the three of them knew about Li Xiangjun's arrival, Pei also knew about the arrival of Ji Ping'an and the others.
Hearing this, Li Xiangjun habitually showed the impeccable smile of the master of a large family and prepared to answer.
But when she saw Ji Pingan sitting at the table, her cheeks suddenly turned red, her eyes shifted, and she said in a slightly uncomfortable tone:
"Very good, very good... I was supposed to visit first yesterday, but I never thought that Mr. Ye and... the two of them would also come here."
The two parties exchanged brief greetings. Because there were outsiders present, they only briefly inquired about each other.
Li Xiangjun learned that the other party was here to investigate a case, but he didn't know what the specific matter was. Little did he know that as a client, she almost fell into the clutches of the devil last night.
The two parties sat across from each other to dine.
During the banquet.
Li Xiangjun looked particularly uncomfortable, far less calm than usual. He drank white rice porridge and glanced at Ji Ping'an across from him from time to time.
After drinking half full, he wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth and said goodbye.
I plan to take advantage of the early hour and there are not many pilgrims today to pray for a son again.
"What's wrong with Mrs. Pei today? She feels weird." Ye Hongling said doubtfully.
Ji Ping'an put down his bowls and chopsticks and said:
"Maybe I was frightened last night."
He was too embarrassed to say it, so he slapped the person unconscious.
Yu Yu looked suspicious. He always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't explain it, so he simply didn't think about it and said:
"Then what should we do next? Continue to stare at Li Xiangjun? Use her as bait? But I feel like we won't take the bait again."
Ji Ping'an's expression was calm, without any signs of anxiety, and he said:
"A lot of things don't need to be too complicated. Maybe we don't need to do anything before someone comes looking for us."
Is anyone looking for it?
The two girls looked puzzled and couldn't figure out what he was thinking. However, at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the dining hall.
Zhike Monk came over in small steps with a smile on his face:
"Ji Sichen, abbot please."
…
Typesetting typos should be corrected first and then corrected
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