Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 2 One Life Is Two Lives, Life and Death You Same Life
On the cloud-shrouded mountain peak, there is a Buddhist temple, which looks extraordinarily sacred and noble in the vast white mist.

Looking closer, the yellow walls have mottled traces of time, and the vines and grasses are all over the outer walls, giving people a solemn and simple feeling.

The recitation of Buddhist sounds and the sound of wooden fish and beads piercing through the wall, if it is not inappropriate at this time, will definitely make people feel peaceful and free from distracting thoughts.

However, at this time, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and the trees on the mountain were about to collapse.

"Quick, quick, the hot water keeps up..."

"Has the master come out? How is His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince?"

"..."

Soldiers with heavy swords surrounded the entire Buddhist temple to prevent a fly from flying in.

It was supposed to be a pure Buddhist holy place, but there were people running back and forth, with panic and fear on their faces.

Because in that closed room lay a person of incomparably noble status. If there was anything wrong with him, not only they would be buried with him, but the whole temple would suffer, and the nine clans might also be doomed.

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky, illuminating the room, and also illuminating the young but handsome face lying on the couch. Although it was just a flash, it was amazing enough.

Yet the face was also frighteningly pale.

The eminent monk Wukong put his hand on the young man's wrist, and his pulse was gone. It can be seen that the poison had entered the lungs, and there was no way to recover. He sighed softly, and now their temple would be doomed.

Suddenly, another thunder rolled, as if it was about to split the sky in two. No one knew that a ray of soul from the sky flashed from the white light, and then disappeared.

Just when Wukong was about to withdraw his hand, the pulse of his hand suddenly started beating, and his lifeless face instantly became alive. The poison in the body is gradually weakening, and it is no longer life-threatening, which is simply unbelievable.

Wukong hurriedly glanced at the sky, and then counted with his fingers, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes.

The fate of the Seventh Prince was actually changed. He was supposed to be flying out of the sky, but was stopped by the flying soul out of the sky.

"One life, two lives, life and death share the same fate."

Excuse me.

This is something that has never been seen before.

Wukong clasped his hands together and murmured, "Fortunately, misfortune depends on it, and misfortune depends on blessing. It's like this... Amitabha, so good is so good."

The first dandy prince of Qinglong Kingdom was assassinated in a Buddhist temple, and he was poisoned in his body. Just when everyone thought that God was finally going to take this murderous god away, they didn't expect that he just walked around the Hall of Yama and came back to life. Many people were affected by him. The bullying sons and brothers sighed with snot and tears, it is true that good people don't live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years!
They have to be human beings with their tails on their heads, otherwise what will they do if they encounter this disaster?
But this is already a story, because the camera will move to the main venue - the mighty and majestic Anding Beihou Mansion... um, a dilapidated small courtyard.

There are doors and windows with complicated patterns that existed in the TV, but the door is missing and the window is broken.There are indeed antique tables, chairs and beds in the room, but they are also antique tables, chairs and beds with missing arms and legs.

The whole room was lifeless, only the little girl on the bed still had a trace of breath.

My head hurts...it feels like it's going to explode...

The girl's forehead was tied with gauze, blood was faintly visible, her closed eyes trembled slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered, and then slowly opened.

She is in the hospital?

But when did the hospital adopt the retro style and change the hospital bed into a gauze curtain?

She reached out to rub the painful head, but when she saw the fleshy little hands, she suddenly froze.

"My God, did I become a twice-cooked meat, remade!"

　(An'an: Mark the key points, excuse me!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)