Invincible little uncle

Chapter 5 5. No flowers
Wuhua has spent her whole life, traveled half a lifetime, put on a human skin mask, changed her name to "evil flower", and lived here in seclusion for many years. Before cleaning the Jingwen Pavilion as an old monk day and night, it was not for peace of mind.

Perhaps still waiting for a letter that never came.

Now, under the child's few words, my obsession with being depressed for half a lifetime and the pain of being tortured day and night have turned around a little bit.

He said "Xia Guang"'s name deeply and silently, then raised his hand to support him, and entered the Jingwen Pavilion like a breeze.

Most of the scriptures in the Jingwen Pavilion are scriptures, but there are many isolated copies of the previous dynasty, which makes a heavy historical atmosphere blow over us.

The old monk was supporting the child with his left hand, while pointing and introducing him casually with his right hand.

Under Xia Guang's insistence, he stood in front of the door and watched the child stretch out his hand and slowly touch the scriptures on the bookshelf, as if his fingers were dipping into the long river of scriptures chanted, searching for him in the light and shadow of dry Zen. Past, present, Future.

Wuhua began to meditate.

Is there really someone who is born with knowledge?
Such a talent is really enviable.

But he didn't know that this royal brat who seemed to be well versed in Buddhism, Taoism and Zen was actually just trying to see if there was any interleaving of exercises in the scriptures.
After turning around, Xia Guang returned empty-handed.

Sure enough, it is not something normal people can encounter such a thing as exercises in Buddhist scriptures.

But there was no sign of disappointment on the child's face. He didn't even take out a book to read from the beginning to the end.

However, when he walked to the door of Jingwen Pavilion, he said in a childish voice: "Amitabha."

Wuhua smiled and said, "Amitabha."

Then he moved sideways, and at this moment, a thought that could not be drowned suddenly appeared in his mind.

What I have learned half my life has not been passed on to others, why not try it?
Therefore, Wuhua said: "Little benefactor, please stay."

Xia Guang stopped.

The next moment, the old monk in white robes had appeared in front of him, but on his palm was a bright red leather roll, the leather was stitched and patched, and the fine and transparent ice silkworm threads crossed through it, reminiscent of the seams for arranging remains. corpse.

When the leather scroll was unfolded, it could be seen from a distance that the bright red leather scroll was roughly composed of three pieces, and on it were distorted figures like tadpoles, showing some kind of weirdness and ferocity.

"Little benefactor, what did you see?"

The old monk's face was indifferent, but there was a look of expectation and encouragement in his pupils.

This Nine Yin Evil Sutra is the most yin internal force in the world. Back then, people from Buddhism, Tianmen, Sword Dao Shanmeng, and Jiangnan Dao aggressively attacked the Demon Gate in order to destroy this practice. The bloody storm.

In the end, they took away a copy of the imitation product, but the original product was stolen and taken away by themselves.

Relying on this technique, he naturally completed the bloody feud, and completed a perfect disguise on the scene.

He does evil, does evil, and does evil.

The ultimate goal accomplished, and all that remains is bloody hands, infamy, and endless emptiness.

That's why Qingdeng Ancient Buddha wanted to ask for peace, but he was always addicted to obsession and demonic thoughts, and he couldn't get rid of it.

The Nine Yin Evil Sutra was entrusted to him half his life, if he wanted to take it underground with him, Wuhua would not be willing after all, so he took it out to show others.

Besides, this person is just a child.

"Little benefactor?"

Wuhua looked at Xia Guang's hand slowly caressing the entire scroll, and then the latter showed a confused and terrified expression: "This thing looks so scary, it's really scary."

At this moment, Miss Huang's call came from the alleyway, "Xiaoguang Xiaoguang, where are you, don't scare my sister."

Flowerless sighed.

Maybe this thing needs to be lost after all.

This skill is very evil, and the law of heaven does not tolerate it, and it is also normal.

Soon, he adjusted his mentality, and said lightly: "The little benefactor's family is here, please leave."

Xia Guang said "Amitabha", and then walked away with a calm expression but a happy heart.

It stands to reason that just now a gust of extremely cold true qi is almost like the cold wind coming to the ice abyss, which can freeze the blood and condense the soul. Once realized, the cold aura around the whole body will cover the surrounding fields, making this late autumn directly change. It has become a cold winter, and it is impossible for Wuhua not to notice it.

But by coincidence, there was a vast amount of fiery true energy in Xia Guang's body.

The heat and the extreme cold cancel each other out, so nothing happens.

Xia Guang, who was already three years old, did not wait for any "two-year-old gift package".

His two "nameless" internal skills, one extremely yin and the other extremely yang, have been cultivated to the peak, and his body is full of true energy. It stands to reason that his eyes should be bright and bright, and he even gradually showed the characteristics of a strong back and a waist, but none of them are there.

Even because of his seldom talking and visiting guests, he gained a reputation in a small circle as "little uncle is a bit stupid" and "speaking a bit late".

Xia Guang doesn't care about these boring names, he thinks every day that he can enter the royal family's Zongdong Pavilion, which stores the exercises of the past dynasties.

After all, with such a golden finger, if you still can't seek peace and longevity, it's better to turn around and crash into the wall to your death.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Imperial Palace, the structure of the rivers and lakes and what is the relationship with the Imperial Palace, what kind of region is the Great Zhou that I am in? Power, he still doesn't know anything about it.

Apart from the fact that he understood that Lvluo Temple is the state religion through the last "Langa Abadara Sutra", there is nothing more.

But this time, the Beijing branch of Lvluo Temple seemed to be just an ordinary temple. Except for the old monk, it didn't leave any special impression on him.

In addition, Xia Guang was a little proud of the fact that Xuanbing Ke slapped him with his palm and was killed by the rebound. After all, most of the people who broke into the palace and wanted to assassinate the emperor were masters.

But it is not ruled out that this Xuanbing guest is a fool.

After thinking about it, he himself is just a three-year-old kid whose mission in life is to eat and wait to die.

"Sister, I want to eat roast duck."

In the courtyard, Xia Guangbaba looked at Huang Jie who was counting Buddha beads.

Huangjie is already at the end of her cardamom years, but she is malnourished and is crushed by various auras at every turn, so she is thin and thin, with no development in the areas that should be developed, and her temperament is in a mess. It can be seen that the eldest princess is strong on the outside but capable on the inside.

It's just that the "external strength" used to support the scene is probably only a little bit.

"Didn't you just have lunch?"

Hearing her brother's request, Miss Huang felt that it would be safer to recite scriptures and touch beads, so she was a little reluctant to go to the imperial dining room.

Xia Guangdao: "Brother Huang said, when you grow up, you should eat more!"

Xia Jiejie:? ? ?

When did the emperor say that?
Xia Guang patted the table and said: "At the family banquet last time, he said when he hugged the eldest prince, the second prince, and the third prince, you didn't listen well."

Xia Jiejie:
We are all sitting in such a corner, how can you hear it?remember?
But when it comes to "grow your body", Miss Huang panicked again. She felt that since her mother died due to dystocia, and she gave birth to her younger brother, she would let go, so as an older sister, she must fulfill her mother's responsibility.

There is no mother who does not care about the growth of the child.

This is a big deal, you have to take care of it.

So, Xia Jiejie put down the Buddhist scriptures, took a deep breath, "I'll call a maid to take care of you."

Xia Guang said: "No, no one comes here, I won't wander around."

Xia Jiejie thought carefully about the matter of "can I call the maid?", and felt that her younger brother's suggestion was more reliable, so she agreed, and then hurried out of the courtyard.

Before leaving, he carefully locked the door.

(End of this chapter)