The Eunuch’s Consort Rules the World

The beauty under the tree curled up with a faint smile, just like the white mandala blooming on his head: "Fortunately, no matter how others cry and bow, I will only be an expressionless golden plastic clay Bodhisattva, which is considered leisurely. ."

Xi Liang Mo walked over, sat down beside him casually, and said lazily: "I know you never liked the latest chapter of the rebirth of the belly black growing up on these occasions."

Baililuo stroked the Buddha beads in his hand, looked at Xi Liang Mo, and sighed softly: "I also know that the person you always hope to sit in is not me. It's just that there are some things that you can't help but still To do."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him, and for a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Yes, I can't help myself, but I can't let it go."

Just as Barilo said, he will never be that person, even if he has the same face as him, with the same deep purple and light scarlet and gorgeous makeup on his face. If there is no long-term contact, outsiders can hardly see it. There is no difference between them.

However, she is not an outsider, and how could she not see such a huge difference between them, she smiled and moved every move—the so-called difference is so ridiculous.

Baililuo’s eyes are often deep, but the deepness is as calm as water and as ethereal as clouds, making people look at it as if it can remove all the anxiety and annoyance in the heart, leaving only quiet and peaceful, just like the open top of his head. That white mandala flower is just like.

There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: When the Buddha said, the mandala flower fell from the sky, the flower fell like rain, white and soft, and those who saw this flower would go away from evil.

And if Baililuo is the tear in the eyes of the Buddha beads and the flower next to the seat, then Bailiqing is another dark purple monster mandala flower that blooms in the eyes of the devil.

To this day, Kai has become her demon.

Baililuo looked at the quiet and closed woman beside her. She was so quiet, as quiet as a beautiful glaze sculpture, but it made people feel inexplicably distressed.

Afterwards, Barilo sighed slightly, and then asked again: "Have you ever thought about what you plan to do in the future, if so...?"

He thought about it, but still didn't ask.

But how could Xi Liangmo not know, what he was asking, she still closed her eyes and said calmly: "If there is no news in a few years, when the children are older and can bear the wind and sand, I will I will bring them back to Jinghu Castle, and I will also go back."

Baililuo heard the words, looked at her, and muttered: "I thought you would stay. If you want to stay, follow the current path, you can still control the power of the Central Government, and I will help you. ."

Xiliang Mo sighed softly: "If I was the former me, I would probably choose to stay and continue to play in this Colosseum, but now, what about the power of the Central Government? Xi'er and Qing'er will never be able to do so. After being recognized by others, everyone thinks they are adopted sons. Don’t look at them as if they are now more noble than the prince, but in the eyes of the world, they are nothing more than a magpie occupying the nest. I am alone, this kind of struggle for power. I can barely say an interesting thing about brain activity in the days of the year, but I don’t want two little things to live so hard since they were young. In the days to come, it will depend on what each of them can achieve."

Barilo was silent for a while before he smiled: "It's a good thing to leave. After all, for the two children, there are some things that shouldn't be borne by them. It's too heavy. These two little guys are now very good-minded. In the future, if they have other choices when they grow up, they can let them choose by themselves.

Speaking of the bumps on his two little babies, Xi Liangmo laughed lowly: "Hehe, Aluo, if you talk about heavyness, it will never be any worse than you and him back then, but now it's just no father. Just be around."

Baililuo paused, bends the corners of his lips, and said faintly: "So, even after detoxification, I would not want to wake up. I would rather just be a coward like this from the sidelines, Ah Qing is braver than me. "

Xi Liang Mo looked at the faint sadness in his eyes. She had never seen the so-called emptiness in Bailiqing’s eyes. At most occasionally, she showed a kind of cold emptiness, which seemed to be between the world and the earth. Being empty and barren, but making her feel more distressed, Xi Liangmo sighed in his heart, and then reached out and patted his shoulder: "No, you have been forever. As a brother, you have done everything you can do. At that time Both you and Ajiu are just children.

When she had a dystocia, the unbearable psychological and physical pain and panic, the worry and physical pain of Bailiqing made her so vulnerable that she almost gave up. It was Baililuo who dressed up as Bailiqing. Li Qing came to her with an appearance, held her hand, and accompanied her to give birth to the twins of Qing'er and Xi'er, the Guwu female agent TXT download.

After she woke up, she realized that the reunion she had thought was just a dream, and Luo Er unexpectedly woke up at the moment she was about to give up and recovered her mind.

Although she was disappointed by the dream and the person who could not ask for it, she was still very happy and pleased with Barilo's soberness.

The sober Barilo was just like the original immature boy. There was not much change, but he became calm and quiet, but the thoroughness in his eyes has never changed. As always, he seems to be able to Reflecting the filth, sadness and joy of all people.

He remembered everything, just as if a child who had never understood the adult world at all grew up in an instant.

Actively cooperated with her and Yunsheng, as well as Lian's father-in-law and Madam He, to replace Bailiqing to become the "nine thousand years old", with heavy purple makeup depicting a monster, sitting on top of the court in beautiful costumes.

Unlike Bailiqing’s happily immersed period, he never liked these intrigues, but he still fulfilled his responsibilities very well, so that the celestial dynasty is still peaceful, at least it seems to be peaceful, Si Li The supervisor has already formed a set of self-operating mechanism. Under the auspices of Xiliang Mo and the confidant arrangements of Lian's father-in-law and Xiao Shengzi, who are familiar with the operation of the Supervisor of Li, although occasionally encounter doubters, But they all passed without danger.

Bai Liluo smiled lightly, her eyes as clear and distant as colored glaze: "It was A Qing who told you that I had always been protecting him. In fact, from a very early time, I found that A Qing didn't like it since childhood. Being close to people makes people less like it, but because he can see through a person's heart too easily, and feel the evil in others too easily, so he always has a vigilant mood towards people around him It’s just that I’m more willing to believe that there is evil in the heart of the ninja, but I forget that I am not the real body of the Buddha. Some people and some things are not something I can overcome. On the contrary, I also fell into the **** of Abi, and chose the final Escape."

Xi Liang Mo felt a little melancholy, and then put her chin on the back of her hand and whispered softly: "Have you ever doubted my mother back then, did you hate her later?"

Baililuo put the fallen mandala petals into a gauze bag, smiled slightly, open-minded and indifferent: "Your mother just made her choice, and everyone made her own The choice is the same as mine, so many grievances are remembered in my heart, but the fate and the death are not buried with the wind."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him for a long time, lowered her eyes, and muttered to herself softly: "Yes, the fate can't go away with the wind, why, why am I still obsessed with this?"

A cool and soft voice rang: "Because the obsession is in the heart, and the devil is in the heart. If a person does not have obsession, he is a Buddha, but the world is in the world. If everyone becomes a Buddha, why bother to enter the mountain to practice Brahma?"

Xiliang Mo raised his head to look at the person coming, and then stood up and smiled, "Master Wuming."

The man was dressed in a plain monk robe, his complexion was white, and his eyebrows were indifferent. This is a young monk with handsome and profound facial features, but the breath on his body is very leisurely, and the eyebrows are completely transparent. Da, that kind of breath is not like a young monk at all but a high monk who has been for decades.

This is the young monk who has emerged in the Buddhist world in the past three years. The understanding of Buddhism in the three years of Qing cultivation is more thorough than many old monks who have cultivated for 30 years. They were originally just an ordinary monk in the royal temple, only a few times. On the altar of Buddhist debates in the Buddhist world, the transparent and simple Buddhist principles that it teaches made all the masters look at it. From then on, in the Mingtang built by Xiliang Mo, it is the day for all concubines and palaces. People lecture and recite the Buddha.

"Xiliang benefactor, worry-free layman." Wuming put his hands together and bowed to the two, and then smiled and said: "Wuming soon practiced, and he obtained only one or two methods of one hundred and eight thousand, and there are still many others. How can one be called a master if there is a deprecated method, the two will still be called poor monks and ignorant."

The voice of ignorance has a feeling of refreshing breeze, and makes the heart pure.

Baililuo also folded his hands in a salute, and said warmly: "Brother Wuming is too humble. I borrowed the book from the master a few days ago and has not returned it. Please give me a few days of grace."

Contrary to outside speculations, Baililuo, the'thousand-year-old', actually converted to Buddhism a few days after he accompanied Xiliangmo's mother and son, and he also worshipped the old abbot of Wutai Mountain like ignorance. Be a master, eat goods and train your husband, read the full text.

After Baililuo became sober, he found that the happy and painful people who could prove his past, except Xi Liangjing, had already stepped separately into the Huangquan Naihe Bridge, which suddenly gave birth to a blankness in his heart, and he was unconscious. After listening to the ignorance of the forum, he quickly decided to convert to Buddhism and pray for all those who have loved and hated.

"Xiliang benefactor, worry-free layman." Wuming put his hands together and bowed to the two, and then smiled and said: "Wuming soon practiced, and he obtained only one or two methods of one hundred and eight thousand, and there are still many others. How can one be called a master if there is a deprecated method, the two will still be called poor monks and ignorant."

The voice of ignorance has a feeling of refreshing breeze, and makes the heart pure.

Baililuo also folded his hands in a salute, and said warmly: "Brother Wuming is too humble. I borrowed the book from the master a few days ago and has not returned it. Please give me a few days of grace."

Contrary to outside speculations, Baililuo, the'thousand-year-old', actually converted to Buddhism a few days after he accompanied Xiliangmo's mother and son, and he also worshipped the old abbot of Wutai Mountain like ignorance. Be a master.

After Baililuo became sober, he found that the happy and painful people who could prove his past, except Xi Liangjing, had already stepped separately into the Huangquan Naihe Bridge, which suddenly gave birth to a blankness in his heart, and he was unconscious. After listening to the ignorance of the forum, he quickly decided to convert to Buddhism and pray for all those who have loved and hated.

It was only because of the special circumstances that he became a layman first, but he would come to Mingtang when he was free.

Ignorance smiled slightly: "The Buddha's teaching is to save all beings. The scroll lying in the sutra hall is lying, lying in the hands of the younger brother is lying, but one lying on the worldly dust and the other lying on the colored glaze platform of the younger brother, why not lie down Liuli Mingtai?"

Baililuo nodded, holding the Bodhi rosary in his hand and said warmly: "Then the younger brother, go to the Buddhist scripture building and get some new scrolls, okay?"

Wuming chuckled and waved to the little novice who followed him. The little novice came up and respectfully said to Baililuo with his hands together: "Uncle Master."

Afterwards, he led Baililuo to the Buddhist scripture building in the backyard.

Xiliang Mo watched the figure of Baililuo go away, then looked at the ignorance in front of him, and whispered: "Master ignorance, you say that because the obsession is in the heart, in the heart it is a demon. If a person has no obsession, it is The Buddha is just that the human world is in the human world, so there are many people and there are few Buddhas, so how to become a Buddha and how to get rid of the demons?"

Wuming didn't look at her, just raised his hand, stretched out his hand in the air, and a piece of white soft mandala petals fell on his palm.

He held the flowers and said indifferently: "The white mandala flowers are the four sacred flowers around my Buddha. When my Buddha is preaching, there are countless flower words falling down, and seeing evil go away, but although the flowers are sacred, they are the Sanskrit Institute. The condensed light and the sage are the demon that the Buddha is pursuing evil and the one who hears it, not the flower that becomes the Brahma light and Sanskrit sound. If there is a demon in the heart, the flower is a demon flower, and there is no demon in the heart. For Brahman, the heart of the princess is clinging to obsession and demon, but she has to ask others how to get rid of obsession."

"Master Wuming said... My heart is unwilling to let go of those obsessions, so I will never be free?" Xi Liang Mo looked at the young monk in front of him, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and a ridiculous light flashed through his eyes.

"It's just that I'm thinking, if the master can let go, why do you want to become a monk again? Isn't the purpose of becoming a monk just to let go?"

Ignorant but as if he didn't hear her sarcasm, he reached out and placed the white mandala petals in her palms, and said warmly: "The poor monk suddenly realized that he was full of sins after putting it down, so he felt that he should be a monk. The people around you pray for blessings, but the princess, the person you miss has been practicing asura, killing Buddha, but tantric Tao, although it seems incompatible with my Zen Tao, it is actually a realm of scenery. So if the princess chooses his way, she doesn't have to let go, she also let go."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him, suddenly a little dazed, and then laughed mockingly: "Master, the sophistry of the Buddhist school is fully displayed by you."