Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 544. 543. Black and White Lotus
The Buddha spirit in the small courtyard has gradually dissipated since midnight last night, and the sense of peace has also shown signs of gathering.

And just this morning, the pulsing energy around Xuanzang gradually became weak and inaudible.

Seeing this, Sun Simiao checked it out, and when he walked out of the room, he nodded to Li Zhen who had been sitting on the chair in a daze for a while:

"If there is no accident, I will wake up today."

"Well, okay... then when he wakes up, discuss it with Lao Du, shall we go?"

"...?"

Although what Li Zhen said was serious, Sun Simiao felt a little strange.

Why is this little bull nose acting weird this morning?

But before he had time to ask, suddenly, he stood up from the chair with a "squeak" and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"what happened?"

"It's okay...hahahaha...it's okay, it's okay."

The Taoist who became so joyful for some reason shook his head:

"Nothing, hahahaha... good apprentice, the teacher's tea is empty, come and pour tea!"

"..."

Sun Simiao was speechless, and really couldn't understand why his emotions were suddenly so excited.

On the desk in the east wing, Xiao Daotong, who was reciting while copying the teacher's brushwork, had already walked out quickly.

Walking out the door, he picked up the kettle on the small charcoal stove by the door, refilled the teapot in front of the teacher, and walked back into the room, continuing to copy the teacher's amazing copybook with a pen.

"Zi Liu~"

The elated Taoist took a sip of tea, sat back on the chair and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

And in his body, although the star bottle of "Nine Heads Case" no longer moves.

But the starlight of that "big experience" is growing every moment.

The speed is not slow at all.

Now, he was completely convinced.

……

Pengcheng County, Pengcheng.

As an important transit point in the middle section of the Grand Canal, Pengcheng's geographical location connects the north and the south, and its importance is self-evident.

However, this place has a more famous name in later generations, called Xuzhou.

When the emperor went to the south of the Yangtze River, he would naturally not go straight to Jiangdu in a hurry like a traveling merchant.

On the contrary, although the speed of this fleet is not slow, the plan for this journey is to stop and go, half play and half go.

But in the hinterland of the Central Plains, the fleet did not stop much.

There is no other reason, some places are controlled by Wagang, and the emperor will not risk himself.

This is true even if he is surrounded by Number One and Number Four in the World, and many masters of the Forbidden Army.

And Wagangzhai didn't seem to bother him, let him pass by, and just sent people to watch from a distance.

With the tacit understanding of the two sides, soon, the canal went down the river, out of the Central Plains, and arrived at the first city where they would stay for a few days——Pengcheng.

After stopping the boat, Yang Guang went to Pengcheng Palace.

The same is true of most of the surrounding ministers.

Even if the scenery along the way is very good, they are not people who lived in the Jiangnan water town since they were young. Even if the big boat is smooth, it is far less comfortable than when they are on land.

After nearly ten days of holding back on the boat, some people even retched in a daze when they stepped on land.

Pengcheng, the plan is to stay for two to three days.

In the past few days, the fleet will replenish its expenses and set off again.

And these ministers who have just disembarked can't move freely, so they have to go to the palace to deal with the accumulated political affairs.

Even if King Yue supervises the country now, His Majesty still has to ask about some things.

Therefore, these memorials will be estimated according to Yang Guang's itinerary, and will be placed on Pengcheng's side in advance, waiting for Yang Guang's handling.

……

"Sir, are you alright?"

Xue Rulong looked at the pale woman, and quickly handed over a towel.

"Hoo...nothing."

Lord Fox Qiu took the towel and wiped his face, barely suppressed the inexplicable discomfort after stepping on land, closed the last scroll in his hand, and put it on a tray.

"Smoothing."

"Yes."

Xue Rulong was grinding ink, while she began to write the memorial that needed to be reported.

From the afternoon to the dusk, when Xue Rulong was considering whether to hold the lamp, the woman put down the pen, exhaled and dried the ink, folded the memorial, and handed it to Xue Rulong:

"Send it to His Majesty. If His Majesty asks me, just say that my seasickness has not recovered and I am resting right now."

"Yes."

Xue Rulong respectfully accepted the memorial, but saw the woman get up.

"Your Excellency is going to rest?"

"No, go out and walk around."

"what?"

As soon as he heard that the lord was going out, Xue Rulong subconsciously stopped him:

"My lord can't..."

Normally, he might not say anything.

But today's adults can't move Qi, no different from ordinary people.What should I do if something goes wrong?
But before he finished speaking, he saw the woman wave her hand:
"Don't worry, Chen Zhi has already touched this Pengcheng over and over again. I'm talking, I'll just stroll around, it's okay. Go ahead."

"This……"

He was still hesitating, but the woman had already put on the bamboo hat and walked out.

Helpless, Xue Rulong could only cast a glance at the two gray-clothed men guarding the door.

The two nodded silently and followed.

……

"call……"

Looking at Pengcheng at dusk, the setting sun and the heavy traffic, the woman in the bamboo hat exhaled a foul breath.

She didn't go far, just stood on a bridge, quietly watching the sunset in a daze.

No one knew what she was thinking.

Under the setting sun, her body merged with the bridge, against the reddish river light, like a still ink painting.

"Sweet fruit~crispy sweet fruit~"

At this moment, the hawker's yelling pulled her thoughts out of that emotion.

Looking around, I saw a vendor carrying a shoulder pole shouting loudly, and in the bamboo baskets at both ends of the pole were some unsold fruits.These sand fruits are placed on the top of the bamboo basket, but they are not piled up into a hill, but piled up like a lotus flower at first glance.

After thinking about it, the woman said softly:

"Both of you, buy those fruits. Take them back for everyone to taste."

After hearing this, the two gray-clothed men nodded, and one of them went over.

But the woman said again:

"He can't carry it by himself, go and help him."

"This……"

The gray-clothed man who originally wanted to protect the leader at every step hesitated, but finally obeyed the order and walked over with his companions.

Then, the woman withdrew her gaze from the peddler and looked at the sparkling river.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, just when she was looking at the river, there happened to be a pure white lotus flowing down the river, passing through the bridge hole, and caught her eyes.

"Huh~"

The corner of the woman's mouth under the bamboo hat pulled a slightly sarcastic smile.

But the bodies of the two gray-clothed men who had already come to the peddler seemed to be frozen, and they suddenly froze.

The lotus flower that was flowing down the river strangely floated out of thin air, and after slowly flying to the height of the woman's eyes, it began to spin around.

Others didn't seem to notice it, but because of the whirling of the white lotus, there were bursts of sound in the woman's ears... At first, it sounded like believers praying, and it also seemed like the movement of scriptures chanting in unison.

"Easy as a frightened bird, graceful as a wandering dragon, glorious with autumn chrysanthemums, and lush spring pine. The world is hard to distinguish between the turbidity of the heaven and the earth, only the divine lotus, and there are not many believers. Enlighten oneself, cultivate the pure land, destroy the demons, and see the lotus." Taiping..."

The sound of the scriptures resounded in the woman's ears just like that, and there was a sound in it... It was said that it was not the sound of a magical instrument, but it was said that it was the sound of nature. It sounds unconsciously fascinated.

until……

The woman said:
"Pretend to be a ghost."

She looked at the lotus flower and said in a flat voice.

There is no joy or anger in the eyes:
"A good piece of Luoshen Fu is as amazing as "Nine Songs". After Cao Zhi wrote the article, there is no other existence in this world that can stand side by side with it. But when it comes to you, you intercepted a few paragraphs and composed it yourself Nondescript scriptures... really reckless."

The sound of scriptures was cut off instantly.

The lotus stopped spinning.

It originally rotated clockwise, but after stopping, it seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, and suddenly began to rotate counterclockwise.

And in just two or three laps, the pure white white lotus suddenly turned into a black lotus like black jade!

It seems to be offended, the peace in the scriptures is gone, replaced by a strange voice:

"The separation and reunion of the divine light, the yin and the yang! Leaning and hesitating, the grief is everlasting! Man and God have different paths, mourning and passing away in a foreign land! If you don't believe in it or save it, you will lose sight of the light! Karmic fire lotus blooms, and malignant diseases and sores!..."

"You're wasting my time."

Facing the curse-like voice, the woman's voice was full of disdain.

"Just get out if you say what you want. If you continue to play tricks like this, you will bear the consequences."

The scriptures paused.

The spinning black lotus stopped slowly again.

Suddenly, the blossoming lotus petals fell, forming a letter paper in the air, and came to the woman through the air.

Reaching out to take it, a row of small characters quickly appeared on the white paper.

After the woman finished reading, she let out a sneer.

"Ha, you're quite courageous."

After speaking, rubbing his hands together, the paper turned into a petaled lotus flower again, and disappeared without a trace against the setting sun.

Business as usual.

Soon, the two gray-clothed men who didn't feel any abnormalities bought the poles directly, one of them carried them, and the other walked to the woman's side.

And the peddler walked a few steps before disappearing in an instant.

The two gray-clothed men didn't notice this situation, and one of them came forward with two fruits in his hand:

"Leader, please try."

"Ah."

The woman took one away, but didn't eat it, but after weighing it in her hands, the eyes under the bamboo hat were full of disturbed interest.

Finally, he looked up at the sinking sunset and said:

"Let's go back."

Although the setting sun is beautiful, it can destroy the mood...

No matter what you look at, it will look disgusting.

(End of this chapter)