Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 74

The painting building only heard the little Taoist shout: "Master, what are you doing?" Then he lost consciousness.

The old Taoist priest walked up to Mu Ran and said in a deep voice: "Do you really think that she will leave automatically when she finds her body? Her eyes are full of flames of revenge. She is wandering in this world with hatred at all!"

"Master! You clearly agreed to her, how can you go back on your word?" Mu Ran looked at the old Taoist priest and said.

"I agreed to her, but what did she whisper in your ear just now?" The old Taoist stared at Mu Ran and said.

Mu Ran was startled, she shut her mouth tightly and did not speak, if the master really found out, then this girl would be even more dangerous!

The old Taoist didn't care what Hualou said, now that Hualou was trapped by him, he always had a way to know everything he needed to know, but just when he was about to walk in front of Hualou's body, a black shadow came from in front of him. Pass through instantly!

Looking down again, Shen Hualou's body was gone!
The old Taoist hurriedly chased after them, but saw countless silver needles flying towards them, his eyes narrowed tightly!

Seeing danger, Mu Ran shouted to the old Taoist priest, "Master, stop chasing him!"

They can't catch up like this, Ye Jiu is a ghost in the night, if they want to chase him, no one can catch up.

Hualou was already unconscious, and Ye Jiu carried her back to the palace quickly. When Donghua took her from Ye Jiu's hand, Ye Jiu said coldly, "She was injured by the old Taoist's spell."

Donghua raised his eyes to look at Ye Jiu, between his two eyes, there was always a bronze mask, and he didn't know what kind of face was under those ice-like pupils.

Ye Jiu didn't speak anymore, but he found out some kind of dark green bottle from somewhere, and after unscrewing it, a foul smell poured into Shen Hualou's mouth.

"What?" Donghua asked.

"If you can save her life, the prince must take her to Ciyun Temple tomorrow, and ask Master Ciyun to save her." After Ye Jiu's words fell, Donghua's eyes were gloomy.

After finishing speaking, Ye Jiu was about to leave, Donghua hurriedly called to him and said, "Wait a minute!"

He stood on the steps with his back to Donghua. He didn't speak, and his reticence had become a habit. He looked like he was waiting for Donghua's words at this moment.

"Why can the Taoist's spell hurt her?"

"For this reason, the prince will ask Master Ciyun tomorrow, but Ah Jiu can't answer this question." Ye Jiu disappeared in an instant without waiting for Donghua to say anything.

He Zhou rushed over and saw the unconscious Shen Hualou, he was startled, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, what happened?"

"It's okay, go prepare some things to go to the temple, and leave for Ciguang Temple at Yinshi tomorrow!" Donghua turned around and entered the room with Shen Hualou in his arms. Donghua looked at Hualou lying on the bed, his eyes gradually deepened.

At Yinshi the next day, before the sun was bright, the palace began to be constantly busy, because there was still light snowfall.

"Father, let's go."

Donghua sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Shen Hualou who had been sleeping all the time, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent, and he couldn't see other emotions. After He Zhou prepared everything, he went into the room to report.

"All ready?" Donghua asked.

"Master, everything is ready." He Zhou replied.

"Then let's go." Donghua picked up the painting building and walked into the carriage slowly.

Like Water and Fleeting Years followed behind them all the time, and went to Ciyun Temple together. The journey from the imperial capital to Ciyun Temple usually does not take an hour, but because it is snowing, it is estimated that it will take more than an hour.

Everyone said that it is best to pray as early as possible.

It was still dark when I left the mansion, and there were no footprints in the places I walked all the way. When I arrived at the temple on the mountain, Yin Shi had just passed, and the genius had just lit up.

The little monk who was sweeping the snow outside the door thought that there would be no incense in this weather, but he didn't expect that a large group of people would suddenly arrive at the dawn of the day, and they looked at the luxurious carriage and the maid behind him. The ostentation of servants is probably from a big family in the imperial capital.

He Zhou saw the little monk who was sweeping the snow outside, so he walked over slowly, made a slight Buddhist salute, and asked, "Little Master, is Master Ciyun in the temple?"

The little monk looked up at Hezhou, with a puzzled expression on his face, and said after a long silence, "Amitabha, Huixin hasn't seen Grandpa Patriarch for a long time."

When He Zhou heard this, he frowned slightly, and then asked: "Then may the old man be in the temple?"

The little monk was about to answer, but he heard a voice from inside: "Amitabha, two benefactors, Master has an invitation!"

Donghua was still standing in the carriage, He Zhou frowned slightly, how did this master know that they were two people?

He Zhou nodded slightly to the little monk, turned around and went to the side of Donghua's carriage, Donghua hugged the painting building and walked out slowly.

Walking into Ciyun Temple, they were taken to the side courtyard, Donghua remained calm, the painting building was still asleep, sitting in the side hall waiting, the little monk who brought them in just now brought them green tea.

"Benefactor, please drink tea, the master is still chanting, please wait a moment!"

"Thank you, little master!" Donghua's words were cold, and the painting building was placed on the mat beside him, his face was ashen.

Donghua has been waiting. Although he is violent, Buddhism is a quiet place, which is neither suitable for noise nor impatience. The location of this recipe is very good. When the sun rises, you can just see the sunrise and sunset Looking at the vast expanse of white snow outside the window, Donghua suddenly remembered the saying that there is no bodhi tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can the dust be aroused.

Sitting here quietly, it seems that everything has become a bit ethereal, watching the sliver of light shining in and shining on the painting building.

Donghua's expression was a little strange.

Hualou originally wanted to inquire about the cause and effect, but he didn't expect that he had to go this way in the end, and there was such an accident that he came to this temple to save his life!

When it was getting brighter, the little monk who led the way in just now brought some steamed buns and a small pile of pickles. Donghua probably never had such a simple breakfast in his life.

"Benefactor, please have breakfast."

"Thank you, little master." Donghua replied.

Not long after Donghua had breakfast that day, he saw a monk in a white robe slowly walking in from the door. Donghua frowned slightly and stood up slowly.

Looking at the person in front of him, Donghua didn't know his identity for a while. Master Ciyun has been famous for many years, and he is already quite old, but this person's immortal demeanor made Donghua feel quite uncomfortable. upper eye.

But Ciyun is just his dharma name, his original name was Xuanruo!

"She was supposed to come yesterday, but you stopped her." The monk who came in stood in front of him, but looked at Hualou's body and said.

"Wouldn't she have suffered this catastrophe if it wasn't for my obstruction?" Donghua walked over slowly, his words indifferent.

The monk in white sighed softly: "It's all cause and effect, there is no right or wrong among you!"

Hearing this, Donghua had already guessed his identity, but it was still a little hard to accept him being so young.

"Donghua came here this time, and there are two things that he would like to ask Master Ciyun to clarify!"

"The first is why the spell can hurt her, and the second is who is she? Does the benefactor want to ask these two things?" When Xuanruo said these two things, Donghua said it was unexpected, but it was not surprising.

Just when he said that Qianji was supposed to come yesterday, he wouldn't be surprised. She was really going to the temple yesterday, but she was stopped by him, so she didn't come. Got something like this?
"Master Ciyun is really good at predicting things!"

"My lord, Xuanruo will answer these two things for you one by one, but what Xuanruo has to do at this time should be to wake her up." As he spoke, he slowly picked up the painting building and put it on the floor. Sit up!Sitting behind Hualou in meditation, he took out the spell from Hualou's body, and it was instantly reduced to ashes.

But after taking out the talisman, Xuanruo suddenly asked: "Dare to ask the lord, where is the person who gave the girl to drink the talisman water yesterday?"

Donghua's face darkened slightly, and he said, "I don't know now."

"If the prince is destined to see him next time, please tell her a word." After Xuanruo finished speaking, Donghua asked, "What words?"

"Bodhi has no flowers and no fruit."

Donghua frowned slightly, did they know each other?
Xuanruo made a bowl of unknown water for Hualou to drink while talking, and after a long time, she turned around slowly and said to Donghua, "Let her sleep for a while, and she will wake up naturally."

Donghua nodded slightly, and stood with his hands behind his back. Xuan Ruo looked at the painting building lying on the bed, then glanced at Donghua again and said, "Going around, it's still right, the prince should cherish it."

"What do you mean by Master's words?" Donghua asked after listening to his words.

"There are causes and effects in this world. What Buddhists say is enlightenment, and what ordinary people say is crossing. The prince wants to ask why she has changed so much? The only thing I can tell the prince is that she is her. That's her!" After speaking, Xuan Ruo walked forward, his back was free and easy, and his words echoed in the air.

"Master, what does this mean?"

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed!" His voice became farther and farther away until it was too ethereal to be heard.

Donghua looked at the disappearing figure, recalling what he said in his mind: "She is her, and she is her." What exactly does it mean?
Because Hualou hadn't woken up yet, Donghua had to wait until Hualou woke up before he could go down the mountain, and Hualou slept until the afternoon before waking up. When she woke up, she saw Donghua in the house. She looked around, and it didn't look like a palace. .

"Where is this place?"

"Ciyun Temple!"

"Have you seen Master Ciyun?" Hualou asked.

Donghua looked at her carefully, and replied, "I see."

"I also have something I want to find him." Hualou was about to come down, but Donghua grabbed him: "He has already left."

"What?" Hualou's face changed suddenly, Ciyun was not around all year round, it was even more difficult to find him, he finally came, and he left!

Hualou didn't notice Donghua's expression, his gaze was bottomless: "Who are you?"

She was startled, and stared at Donghua fixedly, her eyes gradually became complicated. Did Xuanruo say something to him?Or did the matter of that smelly Taoist arouse Donghua's suspicion?
"What do you mean, my lord?" Hualou's voice immediately cooled down.

"You're not Qianji!"

"Why is the lord so determined? Just because of my change? The lord is too disappointing!" Hualou knew that he couldn't hide it, but if she said it was Shen Hualou, Donghua would definitely not believe it!

Now that Hualou woke up and Ciyun left, she was full of annoyance, she didn't know how to unravel the doubts all over her body, and she was sulking, smelly Taoist priest, next time she meets, she won't be so lucky!
"If you say you are Qianji, then you are, I hope next time you won't be unable to deal with a Taoist priest!" The reason why Donghua said this was because Qianji knew martial arts, but Shen Hualou couldn't, so That's why the mess of last night happened.

It seems that Qianji's consciousness still exists, but if two people exist, how can they coexist?Maybe it's the instinct of this body.

Because of the dispute, Hua Lou was unhappy when he left the temple, and when he was about to get into the carriage, he suddenly heard a shout from inside: "Girl, please stay!"

The painting building stopped and looked back, only to see a young monk with the appearance of a book boy trotting towards the painting building. He stood in front of the painting building and said, "This is what Master asked me to give you. You take this prayer beads, and He said that the things in it can be used in an emergency, Amitabha!"

Hualou looked at the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, then looked at the contents of the package, bowed to the little monk and said, "Thank you, little master, and also thank Master Ciyun for me."

"Girl, go slowly." The little monk stood in the snow, and after the painting building and the others walked away, he looked back, as if the temple just now had disappeared.

Sometimes, true or false may not really matter.

Back at the palace that night, the painting building went to the west wing, while Donghua was in the east wing. The two of them didn't have dinner together. It seemed that the two of them went to Ciyun Temple and came back even weirder!
When Donghua woke up the next day, he heard Sishui and Hezhou talking: "She's gone!"

(End of this chapter)