Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 588. 587. The Holy Maiden
Following the woman's rhetorical question, the private room fell into silence.

can?
still can not?

this is a problem.

But Xue Rulong couldn't give an answer.

Can only be silent.

Because he really can't link a philistine Taoist who is sometimes a villain, sometimes out of character, sometimes absurd, and sometimes full of compassion, with the rumored "One Qi Transformation of Three Purities" that can be expected to ascend to heaven and become immortal together.

Such people……

Can become a fairy?
What can he do as a fairy?

Grab the Jade Emperor and tell him the story of "Nine Heads Case"?

Or tell a joke about "The Ugly Empress" in front of the Queen Mother?

Are you not afraid of being struck by lightning?

But facing the adult's rhetorical question, he didn't know what to say.

Therefore, we can only be silent.

In the silence, the woman put the three scrolls back into the bamboo tube, and twisted the mechanism under the bamboo tube.

A cloud of smoke rose from the bamboo tube.

The three scrolls were completely corroded.

Picking up the teacup, she drank the remaining tea in one gulp, the woman got up and said:
"Let's go."

"..."

In Xue Rulong's dull eyes because of the ups and downs of mood, the woman pulled out a handkerchief from her cuff, and gently covered her mouth and nose.

He grabbed the bamboo hat again and put it on, after covering his face, he opened the door first and went out.

Xue Rulong hurriedly followed, and by the time he got downstairs to settle the tea money, the woman had already boarded the carriage.

He walked out the door, sat on the crossbar, and the carriage walked towards the outside of Jiangyang City.

The destination is Yuhang.

In the carriage, the woman waited for a while before removing the handkerchief from her mouth and nose.

I don't know when... the pure white silk handkerchief has been spotted with plum red.

Drenched the silk handkerchief, also infected the fingertips.

"..."

Looking at the handkerchief with a calm face, the woman was speechless, and threw the handkerchief out along the window.

He took off the bamboo hat, leaned back on the recliner in the car, and closed his eyes.

……

"Xiaoxi. I'm going to the queen to rest for a while, you go and rest, and come back in two hours."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In the palace, standing outside the hundred gardens that belonged exclusively to the empress, Yang Guang stretched his waist and waved to the attendants beside him.

In fact, many people saw that Huang Xizi was always by Yang Guang's side on weekdays, so they thought that the superintendent had a high level of cultivation and didn't need to rest, or just take a short rest while the emperor was sleeping.

Not so.

Huang Xizi is also human.

But people need normal rest.

This is true even if he is the fourth most powerful supervisor in the world.

Normally, Huang Xizi's rest time is adjusted according to the emperor.

He will not be too far from the emperor's resting place, so that the emperor will not find him when he wakes up.The work and rest time is also highly consistent with the emperor.

When Yang Guang sleeps, he sleeps.

Yang Guang woke up, he must have woken up early.

And during this time, it was his godsons who were waiting by his side instead of him.

Usually it's four people.

In order to avoid any orders from the emperor midway, there are not enough manpower to notify Huang Xizi.

And the tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers for so many years also made Huang Xizi know everything about Yang Guang's habits like the back of his hand.Hearing the agreed time of two hours, in fact, it was about an hour and a half, and he needed to get up and stand by.

So, when Yang Guang walked into the Hundred Gardens, without Huang Xizi's instructions, several godsons had already followed.

Then, a young eunuch accompanying Huang Xizi whispered:
"Father, my child will help you go back to rest?"

"Need not."

Huang Xizi shook her head:

"Xiao Wu, you have fast legs and feet, just wait here. Dad is going back to his residence. If there is anything, please notify Dad as soon as possible."

"Oh, I see, Dad."

"Ah."

The aged Supervisor Zhang Xiang nodded, it seemed that because of the exhaustion in the morning, his body looked a little stooped when he left.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

After all... the chief supervisor back then also appeared outside the imperial city in this crooked appearance.

In his hand, he was still holding the head of the fifth in the world - the ghost mother.

So when he passed by some guards, all the guards would subconsciously hold their heads up, showing their spirits, and at the same time lowered their heads to show respect, and then waited for the supervisor to leave before raising their heads.

And people with a little bit of status would respectfully salute and get out of the way when they met Huang Xizi.

Even some concubines who play in the palace are no exception.

In this way, Huang Xizi returned all the way to her own yard.

Not to mention the sleeping palace, and the scale is not too large, but the things inside are all rewarded by Yang Guang in advance, which are similar to the royal specifications.

It is enough to show Yang Guang's favor.

But when he came to the bedroom, he undressed himself and took off all his clothes.

then……

From the hidden compartment of the desk, he took out a long tube wrapped in cloth.

Pulling out the cloth cover, it turned out to be a pair of scrolls inside.

"call……"

The moment he took out the scroll, Huang Xizi, who had been breathing for a long time, unexpectedly had a trace of disordered breath.

fleeting.

Then unfolded the scroll on the bed.

Inside is a portrait of Amitabha Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and on both sides of Amitabha Buddha, there are two Bodhisattvas with kind eyebrows and kind eyes smiling at the corners of their mouths.

The eyes of the three powerful men were fixed on a lotus flower as white as snow in front of them.

The picture is very big, the size of a bed.

And the lotus platform in the middle is like a futon specially prepared for it.

After unrolling the scroll on the couch, Huang Xizi, who was completely naked, slowly circulated the air around her body.

Then, he directly crossed his legs and sat on the lotus platform.

It's like meditating.

It's like meditating again.

But for some reason, a blush appeared on his old face.

The corners of the mouth also turned up slowly.

It seems to have seen a wonderful picture.

But on the pictures spread out under him, the facial expressions of the Buddha and Bodhisattva became more and more compassionate.

……

Yuhang County.

Tianmu Mountain.

It is rumored that Tianmu Mountain was formerly named "Fuyu Peak", which is divided into two peaks, east and west, with a pool on each peak, which never dries up all year round.In the Han Dynasty, Wei Tuo Bodhisattva came down to earth and set it up as a Taoist temple, so the "Tianmu" got its name.

Later, Buddhist sects built Buddha statues in Daxing Daochang here.But because of the dense trees, it is known as "big trees canopy Kyushu". The mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk, and there are many people who get lost. It is rumored that those who are not sincere should not approach.

It casts a veil of mystery on the temples on Tianmu Mountain.

But in recent years, for some reason, the incense in Tianmu Mountain has suddenly become prosperous, and even a bluestone road from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain has been built safely. In addition, the mountain is clear and clear, and it has become a place for many people to escape the summer.

But... ordinary people can only go to the mountain in the east, and the mountain in the west is rumored to be the practice place of eminent monks, outsiders are not allowed to enter, and the guards are also strict.

It has been shrouded in clouds and mists all year round, making it even more mysterious.

It is also becoming more and more fascinating.

now.

The top of Tianmu Mountain West Peak.

The sound of bells and tripods can be heard endlessly.

Countless men and women in plain white long clothes shuttled in front of the stone platform at the top of the peak, holding up trays, and kept adding some fresh fruits and fine wines to the visitors.

These men and women all look extremely young, the men are all young men who are not as weak as the crown, and the women are also young girls who have not yet left the cabinet.

Everyone, regardless of men and women, has beautiful features, red lips and white teeth. Wearing this plain white robe, walking through the clouds and mists is like a fairy child descending to the world, which is too beautiful to behold.

At the same time, in this spacious stone platform, accompanied by the sound of bells and cauldrons, there are also this group of boys and girls dancing to the song, without shoes, white clothes and bare feet, both men and women are like this.The dancing posture is as light as a surprise, and it looks light and beautiful.

Although men and women are dancing together, they can't tell the difference between men and women everywhere. They just feel frivolous and soft, as if they are out of dust.

And the guests sitting at their respective tables on the stone platform were also dressed in plain white, each of them looked like they had just bathed and groomed, there were men and women, old and young.

These men, women and children don't see any gold or silver on their bodies, they are all dressed in togas and wooden hairpins. At first glance, they thought they were hermits, first-class romantics.

Now they are toasting with the song and dance, talking and laughing together.

But at this moment, as the wine in his hand was filled, the middle-aged man standing next to the only pavilion on the stone platform that was covered with light gauze as a curtain suddenly stood up and looked at the pavilion lightly. yarn, cheeky obsession:

"Amitabha~ It is a great honor for my disciples to receive the pity of the saint. It is a great honor to lower the banquet and listen to the decree. The white lotus is merciful. The disciple is willing to offer another three thousand gold to wrap the golden body of the saint and moisten the white lotus. Please be merciful to the saint. , Enzhun disciples to offer."

When the middle-aged man raised his head, the ten or twenty men, women and children surrounding the stone platform seemed to be boiling water, and some noisy voices rang out at the same time:
"The disciple is willing to give five thousand gold!"

"The disciple has 32 hearts of the blue sea, and is willing to decorate the saintess Xiali's clothes~"

"The disciple is willing to give [-] pieces of brocade to hang all over the dojo, so as to add luster to the golden body of the saint~"

"The disciples recruited a group of virgins and boys for the saint, numbering five hundred, and offered them to the lotus!"

Their voices are loud and different from each other.

But regardless of men and women, when they looked into the veil, their eyes showed the same obsession and enthusiasm.

It seemed as if he wished to dedicate himself to it, just to get a satisfactory approval from the existence inside.

But at this moment, Qingsha Wufeng swaggered.

Amidst the swaying of the veil, countless white lotus flowers flew out from the pavilion in a graceful arc.

The moment they saw these lotus flowers, everyone's breathing became extremely heavy.

There was even a little red thread in the eyes, staring at those lotus flowers one by one... and one after another fell in the air in front of other people's desks.

Some people, got it.

But some people didn't get it.

The person who got it was ecstatic, and walked out of the table to perform a five-body prostration gift, holding it with both hands.

Those who didn't get it had pale faces and disappointed eyes.

At this time, among the cirrus clouds and mist in all directions, there came... an indescribable, but heavenly voice:

"Those who get the white lotus can see the Tathagata, enter the Dharma gate, and enjoy the bliss of the Western Paradise."

Hearing this voice, several old people even began to tremble, looking extremely excited!
Then, unanimously, they held up the white lotus and praised:

"Holy Maiden of Mercy."

Step by step, he walked towards the pavilion.

And the few people in the square who didn't get the white lotus looked at each other after the men and women retreated like the wind...

With disappointment, he got up and went down the mountain step by step.

(End of this chapter)