Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 289
Master Fakong rushed to the Prince's Mansion of Yancheng County like flying, stood beside him, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha..."

When King Ning saw his son insisting on waiting for Master Fakong and seeing him coming, he was so scared and sad that he couldn't help himself, "Master..."

"My lord..." Master Fakong returned the salute to King Ning.

"Master..." Can you stop asking me to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?King Ning shuddered and choked up!
Fakong smiled again: "Amitabha, I... try my best..."

"What?" Everyone, including King Ning, looked at him in surprise.

"Please benefactors..."

The son can be saved, what could be heavier than this, King Ning quickly waved everyone away, "Master, please...Master, please..."

Liu Zaili, whose lips were so white that they were cracked, smiled knowingly, "Master, I..." He kept holding the hilt of the sword that pierced his body, "It's useless, all... quickly... Stab..." When it reached the back, no number of imperial doctors could do anything.

Master Fakong smiled and said nothing, took a small white porcelain bottle from Xiaotong's hand, poured out a few black round pills from it, and put it near his mouth, "Swallow it."

Liu Zaili did not swallow it, but asked: "Master, the scene that appeared in my dream recently, is it the past life or the future life?"

Master Fakong glanced at Xiaotong.

The little boy clasped his hands together, "Master, this apprentice is going out first." After speaking, he turned around and left the room, and stepped out without closing the door.

"Master..." Liu Zaili felt that he was getting lighter and lighter, as if he had only one breath, and was eager to know his answer.

Master Fakong smiled slightly, "Dream, that is a dream!"

"But I feel like I experienced it myself!"

Master Fakong still smiled: "That must be true."

Liu Zaili, who had no blood on his face, suddenly became blood-colored when he heard this, and even bowed his head: "Great...Master...you know..."

"Amitabha..." Master Fakong looked at the stabbing sword on his belly, "Forgive me, please don't reveal the secret..."

"Great...Master..." Liu Zaili, who couldn't get the answer, fell on the bed in a slump, and when he opened his mouth subconsciously, Master Fakong put the black material in his mouth, "Go to sleep well, When you wake up, everything will be fine."

"Everything is fine..." Before Liu Zaili could finish his words, he sank into the endless darkness.

-

1000 years ago, Jin Hanlai's body had returned to normal. When he regained his health, he realized that in a person's life, there are many things to pursue besides power and money. He slowed down the pace of life, Stop chasing power and money, and spend more time on your wife and son.

But obviously I am very leisurely, why does my brain feel so tired all day long, even more tiring than managing the Jin family before?He went to see a brain doctor.

"Mr. Jin, whether it's CT or MRI, after all the instruments are done, your brain is fine."

"Then why do I always want to sleep, even..." Could it be because I traveled from ancient times?But he didn't dare to say such words, he was afraid of being dragged to the experimental bench by scientists to do it.

The doctor on the opposite side adjusted his glasses, "Mr. Jin, a social elite like you is under a lot of pressure, mentally..." It is normal to have some problems, "Why don't you go mentally..."

"Okay, I see."

The doctor on the other side thought that he didn't dare to face up to his mental problems, and when he heard his generous promise, he smiled and said, "In M Beauty, there are two types of people behind every successful person."

Jin Han raised his eyes.

"One is a lawyer and the other is a psychiatrist. These are the right-hand men of country M's elites."

"Thank you!"

After leaving the hospital, Liu Zaili did not immediately go to a mental hospital, nor did he find a private mental hospital, he hesitated.

Back home, his wife worriedly asked, "Han, how about going for a check-up today?" She thought Jin Han had come for a routine physical examination.

"very good."

"That's great."

The husband and wife entered the house together, and an ancient puppet was playing in the living room, do you see?Jin Han turned to the leader to inquire.

Modern Ma Miner shook her head, "My mother."

"Where's the person?" Jin Hanlai didn't see his mother-in-law.

"Going to the bathroom."

"Oh." Jin Hanlai casually sat on the sofa in the living room, glanced at the ancient puppet show, it turned out to be a time-travel drama, he laughed dumbfounded, people of this era dare to think, and they really guessed that there are people who time-travel .

Seeing her husband laughing, Hyundai Ma Miner felt guilty and went to get the remote control, "If you don't like it, I'll turn it off."

"No, show it to mother."

"Oh." Modern Ma Min'er subconsciously sat next to him, "Mother...she probably just thinks the people in it are pretty, so she just wants to watch."

Jin Han came to understand the meaning of his wife's words. Her mother became mentally handicapped due to a fever when she was a child, just like her IQ decreased after a car accident. Seeing her being cautious, he actually didn't care.

Looking at the TV, "I don't know why, when I dream at night recently, I also have such a dream."

"Oh, that's right!" Modern Ma Min'er laughed, and looked at the TV, "...I...seem to have such a dream at night."

Jin Han looked at his wife, "Substituted by the TV drama?"

"Okay...it seems to be." Modern Ma Min'er was also suffering from a headache from the dreams of the past few days, and said through the time-travel drama: "Yeah, the last few episodes talked about the heroine's childhood, which made me sleep at night. I also had this dream, dreaming that I was in a place... like the Emperor's Mansion, standing in the corner of the garden and secretly watching the sons and daughters entertain the distinguished guests..."

"Master?"

"Yeah, do you think it's funny?" Hyundai Ma Min'er laughed uncomfortably.

"What's the emperor's surname?"

"The most common surname among a hundred surnames is Wang." Modern Ma Min'er smiled back. In fact, her surname was Wang in her previous life, but she changed her surname to Ma after she was exiled.

"King?" For some reason, when Jin Hanlai heard this surname, his eyebrows jumped, but he pretended to be indifferent, "Then where is the noble son in the dream?"

"My lord?"

"Ah."

"A lot, I don't remember." Modern Ma Min'er shook her head, it was true, she really couldn't remember.

Jin Hanlai didn't ask any more questions, but his head hurt more and more, "I'm going to sleep for a while, if I don't wake up when I eat, don't call me."

"How can I do that, I'm going to be hungry."

"Wait until nature wakes up before eating."

"Oh." Hyundai Ma Min'er said, "Then I'll put the rice in the warmer."

"Ah."

After lunch, Hyundai Ma Miner greeted her parents, "Do you want to take a nap?"

"Min'er, why didn't Xiao Jin get up to eat?"

"Dad, he went to the hospital in the morning. He probably smelled the disinfectant and felt uncomfortable."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Ma's father knew that his son-in-law felt dizzy every time he came back from the hospital and needed to rest, "That's fine, I'll take your mother to bed, and you should go and rest for a while."

Modern Ma Min'er nodded, went to his son's room, and found that his son had also taken a nap, smiled, pulled his quilt back, and kissed his forehead, unknowingly, he was already a 1.8-meter-long I'm a high school student, and life flies by so fast.

Back in her room, Modern Ma Min'er glanced at her husband, and found that his brows were slightly frowned. She stretched out her fingers and gently smoothed his brows. She smiled slightly, lay down beside him, and took a nap with him.

I don't know how long it has passed, the clear sky in June, changing from time to time. In an instant, there are lightning and thunder, and a storm is imminent. Because the air conditioner is on and the windows are closed, the people taking a nap in the room are not affected.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to penetrate the glass, and it struck the two people who were lying on the bed in the morning, "Ah..." There was a scream, which was drowned out by the thunder that followed.

-

1000 years ago, Master Fakong glanced outside the stormy door, smiled slightly, and continued to read his scriptures, with his eyes slightly closed, and the Bodhi in his hand was slowly turning.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to penetrate Master Fakong's body, and struck the person lying on the bed in the room, only to hear: "Ah..." The person on the bed sat up straight like a carp, "Master——"

"Old Na is—"

"Ah...Master, why are you really here?"

Looking at Liu Zaili who seems to have forgotten that he was injured, Master Fakong smiled slightly, "It's so good... So good..."

"Master..." Liu Zaili was about to go down to the ground to salute the master, but suddenly the pain felt like it was torn apart. He lowered his head and looked at the painful place. Blood was seeping from the stretched cloth belt, "I..." He seemed to remember Remembering that he was injured, and it was serious, "I... am not going to die?"

"Your Majesty, what do you remember?"

"I still remember..." Liu Zaili thought about it carefully, "It seems that he was assassinated in the Princess Mansion..."

"Do you remember why you were injured?"

"..." He couldn't remember no matter what he thought, and shook his head.

"Amitabha..." Master Fakong clasped his hands together, "A storm in the Great Wei Dynasty is coming!"

"Storm?" Liu Zaili looked outside the door, "Isn't it already here?"

Fakong smiled slightly, "I'm going back." After speaking, without waiting for the other party's response, he put his hands together and turned around to leave.

"Big...Master..." It hurts every time he moves, and he failed to send Master Fakong to the ground.

King Ning, Zhao Yuning and the others waited at the corner of the corridor. When they saw the master coming out, they all stepped forward, "Master..."

"Amitabha……"

"Master..." King Ning took Master's hand, "My son..."

"My lord, just go and see!"

Is it good or not... Seeing that he didn't answer, King Ning let go of his hands and ran towards the room. When he reached the door, he saw his son sitting on the bed, "Zi Li..."

"Father..."

"Child..." Old King Ning ran excitedly, not at all like an 80-year-old man.

"Father..." Liu Zaili was not in a good mood, "I seem to have forgotten something, but I don't know what I forgot?"

"..." Forgot something?Is his love trouble solved?

"Father..."

"Uh..." King Ning who had been stunned said with a smile: "No matter what you forget, you will slowly remember it in the future. You should take good care of your injuries now. I heard that the emperor would have called you into the palace if it wasn't for your injury."

"Entering the palace?" Liu Zaili asked, "What's the matter?"

"There is a witchcraft case in the palace?"

"Who?"

"Concubine Xiao."

"Impossible." Liu Zaili blurted out without thinking.

"Why do I say that?"

"It's impossible for Xiao Lin to let his sister do such a stupid thing." Liu Zaili didn't say anything. Although he doesn't ask questions much now, he knows who does what in Beijing. Thinking of this, he suddenly Aware of a problem, since he is so clear, why does he feel that he has forgotten things, and if so, what has he forgotten?

"Brother Zili..." Although blood was oozing from her husband's body, but in front of her, Zhao Yuning covered his mouth and cried, not only that, but also knelt down at the door and kowtowed continuously in the direction the master left, "Thank you, Master... Thank you, Master..."

Kneeling is my wife, and I haven't forgotten her, so what did I forget?

-

In the storm, a pair of master and apprentice, one holding an umbrella and the other walking under the umbrella, obviously the wind was strong and the rain was heavy, but the butter paper umbrella seemed to be steady and did not move at all.

"Master, did you use a spell to divert King Yan's injury?"

"Ah."

"But master, you will lose your life if you use such a spell."

"What's the matter."

"Master...then...can you still use this spell to divert wounds and help people survive in the future?"

Fakong stopped and looked up at the sky, "It's not always possible to make 1000 years of time overlap."

"Master..." Xiaotu asked distressedly: "Why did you help King Yan? Is it because he is your friend?"

Fakong looked at the little disciple and smiled slightly, "Maybe."

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

"Haha..." Fakong laughed and walked away.

The little apprentice trotted up holding the umbrella, but almost bumped into the master's back, he leaned out from the back, "Master Feng—" quickly came out to salute.

Feng Jiangyi smiled slightly.

Two gray-haired old men stood in the deserted street, standing in the storm, but the storm seemed to bypass them, only where they stood was light rain slanting.

"You made a move?"

"Ah."

"Why?"

Fakong grinned lightly, "Since someone changed the luck of the Xia family, the luck of the Great Wei Dynasty will also change."

Feng Jiangyi was expressionless, "How many times can I help?"

"Maybe just once." Master Fakong lowered his head slightly.

Feng Jiangyi let out a long breath: "The storm of the Great Wei Dynasty is coming!"

"Yes." Master Fakong said: "Fortunately, there are still younger generations."

"Yes, fortunately there is still a younger generation." Feng Jiangyi suddenly changed his words, "He has forgotten everything, can he still stand by Xia and Xiao's side?"

Fakong shook his head: "Old master, don't forget, he has been sitting on the bench for nearly ten years."

-

1000 years ago, Jin Hanlai woke up from a dream, sat up abruptly, and stared forward blankly, why suddenly, he felt that he had forgotten many things, many things...

"John comes..."

"Min'er—"

"What happened to you?"

"I..." I seem to have forgotten who I am?Jin Hanlai didn't dare to say it, because he seemed to know his name, and he also knew that the woman in front of him was his wife.

"You..." Before the modern Ma Min'er could ask anything, the tall and handsome son stood there at the door, grinning, "Father, mother, are you planning to add a younger sister to me?"

"Uh..." Hyundai Ma Min'er was taken aback, "You brat, you don't even know how to knock on the door!"

"Haha..." Jin Zi laughed loudly, "My lord, if you don't get up again, are you going to go out for dinner today?"

"You can't cook me a meal, brat."

……

　Recommend Ren Dou's warm farming article "The Stupid Girl in the Splendid Garden is Super Lucky":
　　There is a little silly girl in Dafeng Village who went out and picked up two boys.

　　He wanted to take her back to be his younger brother, but the boy turned around and recognized her as his mother, and he would never leave him.

　　People in the village made irresponsible remarks, saying that it was the illegitimate child of a silly girl.

　　The family couldn't tolerate her, so they hurriedly found her husband's family to blame her, and wanted to marry her off.

　　Dr. Shen's elder brother at the foot of the mountain was lying in bed all year round waiting to die, and he couldn't even eat.

　　This kind of man is most suitable, with a green light above his head and weak limbs, a silly girl is just right for him.

　　But who would have thought that the man Sha Ni saw was not only out of bed, but also alive and well...

　　It's just that she's too handsome, so why not recruit peach blossoms everywhere?
　　


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