Detective in the Red Chamber

Coupled with the boundless mana of the Yizhong old fairy, he is not afraid that he will rebel and betray him, so he can fully support him in expanding his territory and making great achievements.

Calculated in this way, wouldn't it be a hundred times better than submitting to the eggless prince.

Huh?

Speaking of the prince, Prince Yizhong has no children and has unresolvable grievances with all the royal relatives, so after he ascends the throne, who should be appointed as the prince?

Thinking of this, a round-faced fat man in a green leather coat inexplicably jumped out of his mind...

"Baoyu, Baoyu!"

Just as she was habitually divergent thinking, Mrs. Wang called her son behind her and pushed the door open to rush in.

Sun Shaozong tried to stop her, it can be seen that after she raised the curtain, she didn't encounter any abnormalities, so she hurriedly followed in.

After entering the door, he raised his eyes and saw that Baoyu, who was still dying just now, was sitting on the bed, letting Daiyu carry the rain on the pear blossoms on his shoulders—it seems that the song just now should probably be on these two people.

But apart from these two people, there is no one else around!

Where is Yizhong Laoxian and his subordinates?

How could it disappear out of thin air...

uh~

Now that they have all learned spells, it is not surprising that Prince Yizhong seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

But why did he just leave?

Could it be that this old Wenqing's sudden appearance was really just to heal Baoyu and sing a song by the way?

Sun Shaozong couldn't figure it out for a while, but Mrs. Xiang Wang over there didn't care much. She rushed to the bed in a few steps, grabbed Baoyu's half sleeve, and cried with joy: "My son, you...how did you get up?! Quick, Quickly let Wei Niang see if there is anything wrong with her!"

Li Wan and others came up behind him, and they all asked about their health.

But Jia Baoyu didn't answer at all, just stared at the empty space in a daze, as if he had seen some ancient wonders.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang panicked again, and was about to push Daiyu away to have a look, but Lie'er got up from Baoyu's shoulders and shouted repeatedly: "Fool, wake up quickly! Fool, hurry up!" wake up!"

The accent of the address was actually quite unusual.

After shouting six or seven times like this, Jia Baoyu finally responded.

I saw him let out a bad breath, and still muttered to himself in a three-point confusion: "Seng Ye, Dao Ye? True Ye, Illusion Ye?"

The sound was still in my ears, but Mrs. Wang had already pushed her into her arms and cried, "My son, my flesh! You scared my mother to death!"

This time it was Baoyu's turn to comfort her mother.

After another period of chaos, the house stopped, Mrs. Wang couldn't help asking all kinds of things just now, especially how the old genius doctor diagnosed and treated him, and how he left without saying goodbye.

But as soon as he asked about this, Baoyu suddenly became dazed again, and Daiyu yelled so much that she woke up again muttering, but the eight words were still in her mouth:

"Sangha, Dao? Truth, fantasy?"

Now Mrs. Wang didn't dare to ask him any more questions, she just pulled Lin Daiyu aside to find out the truth.

Pian Daiyu didn't know where she was, but she just vaguely remembered someone telling him that once Baoyu was found to be absent-minded, he would be called to wake up quickly like that.

In addition, only a few lines of lyrics and music can be recalled in the vastness.

I don't think that old man knows the principle of killing and burying, so there is no need to worry about someone knowing that he has been here in such a mess.

"Amitabha."

Unexpectedly, as soon as I thought of this, I heard Mrs. Wang pronouncing the Buddha's name: "This must be the blessing of the Buddha, who sent down the old fairy to save my son in danger--Daughter-in-law of Zhu, please ask someone to draw a portrait of the old fairy and enshrine it." In the family temple, we can also offer incense and worship in the morning and evening."

When Sun Shaozong heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

I've seen death, but I've never seen death like this.

It's not enough to have a white lotus saint in the family, but even the thorn in the flesh of the emperor and the prince is enshrined. This is because they are afraid that the whole family will not be enough. Do you want to come to a barbarian clan? !

I was busy trying to dissuade him, but suddenly I heard Li Wan say strangely: "It's strange to say, the mother mentioned the portrait, and the daughter-in-law realized that she couldn't remember the appearance of the old fairy."

If you ask other people, they are all the same.

Among them, only Sun Shaozong himself can recall Prince Yizhong's wretched appearance.

But what is the purpose of that old man deleting everyone's memory, but only leaving out his own?

Is it out of the so-called 'friendship', or is there another plan?

[evening]

Chapter 974 How about eighty?

Although Baoyu still has some sequelae, but in the end, he avoided the worry of his life. The fault is that the Rongguo Mansion is in danger, and Mrs. Wang and Jia Mu who came here after hearing the news must make a fuss.

But in the current situation, the celebration had to be postponed.

Accompanying the young and old of the whole family to explain some principles of human relations and law, and once again promised that they would try their best to rescue Jia She and Wang Xifeng's wife and daughter-in-law, Sun Shaozong took advantage of the situation and left.

When he left the Rongguo Mansion, he asked the door of the interrogation specifically to make sure that the door didn't remember Prince Yizhong's appearance, so he felt at ease.

It seems that Lao Wenqing planned it long ago and did not leave the slightest clue.

In this way, as long as the news of his appearance in the Rongguo Mansion does not leak out, the turmoil will be safe and secure.

but……

Since Prince Yizhong can appear in the Rongguo Mansion today, it is hard to guarantee that he will show up elsewhere tomorrow. Such a laissez-faire will always make people feel uneasy.

But even if he has many advantages over others, when encountering such an inhuman existence, he has nowhere to bite the tortoise.

When he was just getting more and more troubled, there was a sudden jolt under his body, but it was because the wheels had run over something hard, causing him to jolt violently.

It is not surprising that the road is difficult to distinguish in the heavy snow.

But as the body shook, something fell from the roof, and with a clatter, it fell into Sun Shaozong's arms.

This is?

He subconsciously picked it up and looked at it, but it was a piece of hard paper the size of a palm, with a dark red color and some fine wood grains floating on it, almost as different as the wood of the carport. If you didn't look closely, you might think it was a carport. It's shed skin, so it's no wonder that I didn't notice the abnormality just now.

Because there was nothing unusual on this side, Sun Shaozong turned it over to look at it, but saw that the back was covered with gold lacquer and there was a seven-character quatrain:

【"Good Song"

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they can't forget their fame!

Where will the past and the present meet?A pile of grass in the barren mound is gone.

The world knows that gods are good, only gold and silver can not be forgotten!

In the end, I only hate to get together, but for a long time my eyes are closed.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, only the wife can't forget it!

Jun said kindness on his birthday, and Jun died with others.

Everyone knows that gods are good, only children and grandchildren can't forget it!

There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times, who has seen filial children and grandchildren? 】

Isn't this exactly the lyrics and music that Prince Yizhong sang when he met Prince Yizhong for the first time?

It turned out to be called "Good Song".

Looking at its content, it is all about the emptiness of the seven emotions and six desires. Only by abandoning all these can one get the meaning of Taoism and immortality.

Sun Shaozong read this poem twice, and suddenly he had a thought: Then Prince Yizhong is going to save me to become a fairy, right?

I was overjoyed at first, but then worried again.

As the poem says, is it easy to leave behind everything in the mundane world?

It's all right to be rich and wealthy, but how can your wife and children bear to give up?

Not to mention that if I leave, who will those many beautiful wives and beautiful concubines take advantage of? It's just the blood in the wild at home, and now they are just three or five-year-old children.

Isn't it difficult for the strong?

Didn't they say 'one person attains enlightenment, chicken and dog ascend to heaven'?

Even if chickens and dogs fail to ascend to heaven, wives, concubines and children should be accommodating, right?

Besides, the old Wenqing was able to leave everything behind because his family was ruined long ago, and he already had nothing - what's more, he still lived to the age of ears!

If I have reached that age, my sons and daughters are self-reliant, my wives and concubines are old, I have experienced riches and honors, and I have tasted all the sweets and bitternesses, naturally I will be willing to put everything aside and seek immortality.

However, just as Sun Shaozong thought of this, he suddenly saw a line of small characters at the end of "Good Song":

[Is it sixty? 】

This piece of paper actually has an instant messaging function!

Sun Shaozong was taken aback, and hurriedly sat up straight.

After scrutinizing those four characters for a long while, he wanted to nod his head to confirm, but then hurriedly stopped, hesitatingly said: "Sixty seems a bit early, seven... eighty isn't too late, is it?"

【Then eighty】

It turns out that the matter of becoming a fairy is so negotiable?

People are the ones who are most happy to make progress, but after getting it easily, they often can't bear to be suspicious, and always feel that there seems to be something strange inside.

So after Sun Shaozong was overjoyed, he couldn't help inquiring cautiously: "Senior, I don't know about you... Will you be free up there?"

This must be inquired clearly, otherwise, if you go to the top, if you don't have the slightest freedom, and your usual actions are all controlled by others, then this immortal is not a cultivator.

Of course, Sun Shaozong didn't reject him. After he became a fairy, he was responsible for making a living. If he could become a fairy and attain the Tao, why should he be afraid of the ninety-six blessings?

As long as it's not 7x12 (hour)!

However, he waited for a long time, but there was no reply to that post.

Shouldn't it be speechless?

Sun Shaozong frowned, thinking to himself that being a god really has no freedom at all?

If this is the case, for the sake of fellow villagers, how about posting a message of 'Don't Ascension'?

After hesitating for a moment, he tried to ask some insignificant things again, but he still couldn't get a response, so he could only comfort himself that the other party had probably gone offline.

With a secret sigh, Sun Shaozong leaned back on the soft pillow again, rubbing the lines of small golden lacquer characters, with mixed emotions in his heart for a long time, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

Is it too late to ask the gods at the age of 80?

Although my body is far beyond the reach of others.

But the bone-scraping steel knife at home is not comparable to ordinary people.

With one plus and one minus of the hatchback, I am always afraid that I may not be able to live longer than ordinary people.

If he dies as soon as he reaches 79, wouldn't it be a big joke in the world?

But let him cultivate his morality and become a widower with a clean heart and asceticism from now on, but he is unwilling to do so.

Originally, there are a lot less pastimes in this year than in later generations. If there are fewer such trivial matters, what kind of enthusiasm will there be in living life?

Hey~

The world is safe and secure, and it is not worthy of the Tathagata...

Wait, what kind of immortal is he cultivating?

Monk also, Tao also?

From this question, I remembered Baoyu's idiotic words again, and couldn't help but rubbed the paper a few times, secretly thinking that this bronzing copybook must be illusory, right?

what!

As he was rubbing it, Sun Shaozong suddenly paused, and put the card in front of his eyes in doubt for a closer look.

The texture of this thing seems to have been seen there before, it seems to be...

black post? !

How could the 'fairy fate' left by Prince Yizhong have the same material as the black post?

After thinking about it carefully, isn't the burly man who hides his head and shows his tail beside Prince Yizhong exactly the Ding Xiu whom he once suspected?

Subconsciously straightening his back again, Sun Shaozong stared at the copybook for a long time again, but he couldn't figure out why the black post had anything to do with Prince Yizhong.

If you haven't attained enlightenment yet, you may be able to list a few motivations when you think about seeking to usurp the throne.