Brother, don't make trouble if you lose your memory

.The tourists on the ground all exclaimed.

"Who is that?" Ruan Shaoyan also squinted her eyes and looked at it. After seeing the white, she said excitedly: "Mayfly Mountain is so high, he can directly go up with a sword, it's too powerful!"

Lin Jichuan also looked up for a while.

With years of getting along and intuition, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Master... junior brother?" Lin Jichuan muttered to himself.

Someone beside him shouted: "Here he is! He is the one who challenges the pinnacle of Kendo!"

"What is the pinnacle of swordsmanship? Leng Duting has gone mad and become the devil of the martial arts world! I really hope that young hero can defeat him and successfully eradicate one evil for the martial arts world!"

Lin Jichuan looked at the two little black figures on the cliff with chills all over his body. He didn't think that Ren Yichen, who had only been in retreat for five years, could defeat the pinnacle of swordsmanship!No matter how talented he is, no matter how hard he studies and practice, no matter how powerful he is...

Ruan Shaoyan looked at the trembling Lin Jichuan strangely: "Brother Lin, are you alright?"

Lin Jichuan shook his head slowly, he was stunned for a while, and then suddenly came to his senses: "No, no! I have to stop him... I have to... is he crazy!"

He shouted to Ruan Shaoyan: "I'll go and have a look!" Then he turned and squeezed into the crowd.

Ruan Shaoyan hurriedly followed: "Brother Lin! Wait for me!"

The two seemed to be in the water, and the crowd turned into a school of fish. They went upstream and were beaten back wave after wave by the raging waves.

When they finally swam out of a gap, there was only that conspicuous whiteness left on the cliff.

Ren Yichen held a sword in white, and there was blood on the sword.He looked at the sword with its scabbard on the ground, and remained silent for a long time.

He looked down, a thousand-foot mountain wall, and an endless abyss.

Lin Jichuan and Ruan Shaoyan ran to the mountain path of Mayfly Mountain panting.Ren Yichen came down from the cliff with his sword, passing over the heads of the two without even looking at them.

Lin Jichuan stood where he was, feeling like a thorn in his throat.

"That person, could it be, could it be your junior brother Ren Yichen?" Ruan Shaoyan asked in surprise.

Lin Jichuan sighed.

"Are you tired, find an inn to rest." He said.

That night, under the influence of wine, both of them were drunk.

When he woke up, Lin Jichuan could only see the silently throbbing flame, which went dark and dark until it lit up again, and a small candle flower formed.

The author has something to say: This fairy is about to start school... qwq

☆、Chapter 31

Qin players are forbidden.

Confucianism and elegant rhyme, clean and sparse.

The light-colored painting screen is paired with agarwood wood supports, and strange rocks and distant pools are painted in light ink. The bachelor is leaning on the pine and playing the piano, and the incense is lingering around the flying birds. It is a deep and elegant atmosphere.

A beautiful woman sits behind the screen and plays the piano. The sound of the piano is silent, echoing in the spacious room.

On the ninth day of August, Xiaoqin will be held.

After Yi Quying finished playing a song, there was applause one after another from the audience.She got up and saluted, and walked off the stage holding the piano.

Duo Meixian leaned on the pillar and said to her, "Yi Quying, I bet you won't win this time."

"Oh," Yi Quying smiled indifferently, "Who made a bet with you?"

Pointing to himself, Duo Meixian lit the lyre in Yi Quying's hand again and said, "I, I bet you that you won't win this time." The long eyebrows he raised were too domineering, and Yi Quying looked at Looking at it, he suddenly sneered coldly.

She walked around Immortal Duomei's clothes embroidered with jagged plum branches, and asked before leaving, "Then what bet did you place?"

Duo Meixian looked at her proud back and said in a cold voice: "Mingqin Tingye. Get Lin Cao."

Yi Quying's footsteps paused.

With her back turned to Duo Meixian, she showed a smile that was sure to win: "Deal."

When Duo Meixian walked into the Confucian piano house, she saw Shenzhuxiu staring blankly at the token in her hand, so focused that she didn't even respond to the door creaking open.

Duo Meixian walked over a few steps, and snatched the sign engraved with bamboo branches from his hand: "What's going on with you recently? Are you stupid?"

"Ah?" Shen Zhuxiu looked at him in confusion for a while, and then suddenly came back to her senses: "No, I have to report to the master about the holding of the Xiaoqin Club and the various matters of the September Yuqin Club have not yet been settled ..."

"Let's be honest, what happened?" Duo Meixian kicked him on his straight knee unceremoniously, and Shen Zhuxiu sat back down with an ouch.

Immortal Duomei sneered and said, "Shen Zhuxiu, since I met you 24 years ago, have you ever hidden your every move from me?"

Shen Zhuxiu smiled wryly and said: "Mr. Mei, I'm really fine. The weather has turned cold these few days, and Ping Shu caught a cold again. When I coughed last night, I saw a lot of blood on the handkerchief, so I was extremely worried. You have to wander all day."

"Ping Shu has been sick and troubled since she was a child, so you have taken care of it." Duo Meixian re-inserted the hairpin into her hair, and smoothed out his clothes.

Shen Zhuxiu smiled bleakly, and said again: "Is the Xiaoqin meeting over?"

Duo Meixian snorted.

"I heard that Mei Jun is also a good player at playing the piano. It would be great if Shenzhuxiu could have such a blessing one day." Shenzhuxiu said with a smile.

Duo Meixian looked at him, but didn't make a sound.

"It seems that I still have to grab some more medicines." Shen Zhuxiu pushed the door and walked out while talking to herself.

Duo Meixian sat on the chair he had just sat on, and picked up the few strands of black hair left on the table.

"Is there something wrong with my head?" He suddenly laughed at himself.

True Confucianism becomes a study, and a virtuous monarch lives.

The curtain rolls the fragrance of books, and the smoke disperses the fragrance of ink.

Climbing up the 54th floor of the [-]th floor, Shen Zhuxiu pushed open the gate of the Xian Junshe that was engraved with the word "The Mean". Instead of stepping in directly, she respectfully presented the bamboo token in her hand.

Two jade unicorns, one black and one white, stood at the gate and opened their tightly closed mouths.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuxiu took the token and walked in.

"My lord, today the Xiaoqin Club will open, and the piano rooms of the Three Religions have been properly arranged without any special circumstances. And within these two days, Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism will send their own guardians to ensure that the Xiaoqin Club ends smoothly. "Shen Zhuxiu folded her sleeves and said loudly.

After a while, I saw a faint figure appearing behind the screen: "This is very good. The Xiaoqin Festival will open this morning. How are the Confucian piano players doing?"

The people in the room didn't wait for Shenzhuxiu's reply for a long time, so they couldn't help but hummed in doubt: "Mr. Zhu, are you listening?"

"...Ah! Master, I'm very sorry." Shen Zhuxiu bowed his body to apologize, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Are you all right? I heard that Ping Shu's health has not been very good recently." The man asked.

Shen Zhuxiu panicked and said: "It's nothing, I'm just worried, Master."

The figure standing by the window nodded slightly and said, "Go down."

After Shenzhuxiu left, another figure raised his head from the table behind the curtains and said with a smile: "This Shenzhuxiu is really fun, much better than that annoying mean person Duomeixian! "As he spoke, he rolled up the Ge curtain, revealing a handsome but slightly evil face.

"Master Tang, can you be more serious?"

A woman in a pale pink skirt with a plain hairpin looked at Tang Duoling, who was reclining on the chair and out of shape, with disapproval.

Tang Duoling laughed and said, "You want me to be serious, okay, I won't say a word from now on. Master Nie, do you think I'm serious when you say this?"

Nie Huaishang, a classmate and colleague for many years, has become numb to him: "You can do whatever you want."

Sitting back at the case desk and continuing to read the papers, Nie Huaishang quickly frowned: "Why has the number of entries allocated to the Confucian School by the Yuqin Association decreased this time?"

Tang Duoling said leisurely: "Isn't it just the decision of the executive order? Even the two assistant lords agreed, so we know that the suzerain will definitely not intervene."

Nie Huaishang sighed, and said helplessly, "The executive order has never discussed this matter with us."

"That old-fashioned guy who does things with a strict eye, you just wait, he will come to explain to you. But this reduction in the number of places may not be a bad thing, one in a million to participate, maybe it can wash our Confucianism for 17 years. It's a shame to be the leader!" Tang Duoling said with a smile.

But Nie Huaishang was in a daze for a while, and he couldn't help but put a lot of effort into his hands, and a good Zizhu Langhao was snapped in two.The person involved didn't speak, but Tang Duoling gasped in distress: "Prodigal girls, this is worth 50 taels ah 50 taels!"

Back stiffened, Nie Huaishang was shocked by the other party's vulgar words, and after a pause for a while, he cursed without any momentum: "It's useless to read the sage books..."

After hesitating for a while, Tang Duoling said, "A gentleman is magnanimous."

After leaving Xianjun's house, Shen Zhuxiu didn't know where to go for a moment.With Duo Meixian sitting in Qinshe, maybe he can steal Fusheng half a day off and go to the medical center to get medicine for Pingshu.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhuxiu left Zhenru Chengxue and went to the medical clinic.

Passing by a small temple, there are a few futons at the entrance filled with cigarettes, with bamboo curtains hanging inside, and the statues of Bodhisattvas are faintly visible.

Shen Zhuxiu stood there watching for a while, and finally walked away.

He can't believe in the faith, he can't believe in Buddha, but what if he believes in it?There are too many loves, sufferings and separations in this world, and Bodhisattvas cannot get him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

With a sigh, Shen Zhuxiu continued to walk towards the medical hall.

In the Yikang Medical Center, Dr. Qian was shaking his hands and tearing off the cloth strips on Lin Jichuan's body covered in cold sweat.Accidentally exerted too much force, Lin Jichuan immediately groaned in pain, and a small piece of torn skin could be seen on the strip of cloth.

Mu Ruhang hurriedly said: "Doctor, what do you think you should do?"

Dr. Qian wiped off his sweat, smiled wryly and said, "Oh, this young master must have been poisoned by a strange poison, but this poison is so weird, I haven't seen it in more than 20 years of medical practice."

Ren Yichen looked at the blood-stained cloth with distress, and wanted to hold Lin Jichuan's hand, but was afraid that he would break him.

Lin Jichuan smiled wryly, "It's okay, thank you doctor."

"Hey, I'll try to rub some of the secret recipe passed down from your ancestors on you, to build muscle and build muscle, and see if it can be of any use." Dr. Qian got up to get the medicine

Mu Ruhang said: "Brother Lin, it seems that the situation is not optimistic, we must find an expert to detoxify you as soon as possible."

Lin Jichuan said, "But Brother Mu, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. What's more, who can I ask for?"

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered something.

"Baixue Medical Center..." He murmured, stretched out his hand and pulled Ren Yichen's sleeve: "Do you still remember, when we were in Wangjing..."

Ren Yichen looked at him blankly.

Lin Jichuan's voice dropped suddenly: "Oh, I forgot you don't remember."

He sighed, and let go of his hand: "Yes, we must quickly find the trace of the last red carp..."

Ren Yichen grabbed his sleeve sadly and held it tightly in his hand.

At this time, the curtain of the consulting room was raised: "Doctor Qian, I'm here to get the medicine."

Hearing the familiar voice, both Lin Jichuan and Ren Yichen looked over.

Lin Jichuan said in surprise, "Isn't this Brother Gui?"

Shen Zhuxiu stood at the door, and after seeing them clearly, she also said: "So it's Mr. Lin and Mr. Ren."

"Well, I see that you rushed to buy medicine last time, it seems that your child's health is relatively weak." Lin Jichuan said.

"Yeah, it's getting worse and worse these days, so I can only lie on the bed. As soon as I have time, I will come out and get medicine for him." Shen Zhuxiu looked a little depressed, and he sat on the stool and waited for Doctor Qian, pointing his finger He kept rubbing his forehead.

Lin Jichuan comforted: "Don't worry, he will get better."

There were a few muffled thunders from the sky, and the damp and cool air poured in, and it rained after a while.

Mu Ruhang looked at the sky: "I'm afraid the rain will get heavier and heavier, so I have to go out and buy an umbrella now." As he said that, he was about to go out, but was stopped by Lin Jichuan, and said, "Brother Mu, don't worry about it." , let my junior brother go."

Ren Yichen nodded and went outside.

It was not raining very much at this time, Ren Yichen hurriedly walked, and quickly rushed to the umbrella stand to buy three umbrellas.

A bolt of lightning strikes, thunder bursts, and the rain suddenly becomes heavier!

Ren Yichen was struggling, and the snow-white rain curtain became a natural barrier, separating everything in the world.

Standing under the eaves of one of the eaves to shelter from the rain, Ren Yichen looked anxiously at the rain that did not seem to decrease at all.

"Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?" Shen Zhuxiu grabbed the medicine and looked at the pouring rain outside in annoyance.

Lin Jichuan said: "Brother Gui, wait until the rain stops before leaving."

However, Shenzhuxiu was worried about Pingshu, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Forget it, true Confucianism is not very far away from here." After saying that, he wrapped up the medicine, stepped out of the hospital resolutely, Into the boundless heavy rain.

Bean-sized raindrops slapped on his body, and his vision was hazy. Shen Zhuxiu kicked a puddle, and almost fell down several times because he couldn't see clearly.Finally, when he returned to Confucianism and Chengxue, he was in a mess.

Dripping open the door, Shen Zhuxiu pushed aside the tent and asked, "Ping Shu, are you feeling better?"

"Hmm. Where did Master go?" Ping Shu propped herself up from the bed, frowned and looked at Shen Zhuxiu, who looked like a soaked chicken, and complained: "Master, why didn't you come back after the rain stopped? If you catch a cold what to do!"

Shen Zhuxiu wiped her rain-soaked forehead and said, "I'm fine. Ah, I need to decoct medicine for you quickly."

"Master!" Ping Shu was out of breath for a while, and coughed heavily several times before saying: "Master, go and change clothes and take a bath, I can make the medicine myself." He climbed out of the bed and pushed Shen Zhuxiu into the bathroom.

"Ping Shu, I put the medicine on the table!" Shen Zhuxiu sighed.

When he came out after washing, he saw a bowl of hot ginger soup on the table.

Shen Zhuxiu didn't care about drying her hair, so she hurried to the kitchen with an umbrella.

The fire alternated between light and dark, and Ping Shu was squatting to fan the stove, wearing only a thin robe, and coughing a few times from time to time.

Shen Zhuxiu hurriedly took off her robe and put it on him: "What are you doing?! Don't you know how weak your body is?"

Ping Shu said with a smile: "Master, I'm fine. I feel much better these days, and the blood doesn't cough anymore. I'm really fine." He pulled up his robe and asked again: "Master, the ginger soup I boiled for you Have you drank it? It’s for getting rid of the cold, drink it while it’s hot.”

Shen Zhuxiu looked at his face that seemed to be crushed under the firelight, and her heart boiled like medicine soup.He couldn't say anything, he could only hug Pingshu's thin shoulders tightly.

"You go back first... I will guard here." Shen Zhuxiu said in a low voice.He could hardly hold back the turbulent tears.

"Master..." Ping Shu was pushed out of the kitchen by Shenzhuxiu at a loss, and stood outside holding an umbrella. He recognized Shenzhuxiu's suppressed sobbing from the sound of rain, and a handkerchief fell from his sleeve. into the water.

There was a large smear of bright red blood on it.

☆、Chapter 32

The sky is a strange blue-gray color, and the white rain is mixed with moist water vapor, fresh grass smell, and the smell of the soil.

Ren Yichen leaned against the wooden pillar, looking at the continuous heavy rain and fell into worry.

Time seems to be forced to stop, and there is only endless heavy rain left in the world, surrounded by snow-white mist, like a forgotten corner of the world.

The raindrops were crackling on the roof tiles, and the sky gradually turned dark blue. Ren Yichen hesitantly looked at the rain that had not eased, and decided not to wait any longer.

He opened the umbrella, gritted his teeth and rushed into the rain.

His whole body was soaked very quickly, and the thin oil-paper umbrella was shattered by the rain. Ren Yichen simply put away the umbrella and ran directly in the rainstorm that filled the sky.

The sound of the rain was deafening, except for his own panting and footsteps, Ren Yichen could no longer hear other sounds.After he ran for a long time in the rain, he suddenly felt that the rain was starting to weaken.

Just when Ren Yichen slowed down, rubbed his eyes splashed by the rain, and was about to see the road clearly before walking, he suddenly stopped.

Ren Yichen stood in the rain, staring at the stone road under his feet, where light green moss was spreading little by little at the moment.

As if controlled by something, the moss was like ghostly footprints, swaying on the stone road, passing Ren Yichen, and still walking straight forward.

When the weird moss left Ren Yichen's side, the rain started to get heavier again.Under the washing of rainwater, the color of moss left on the stone road became more and more vivid.

Ren Yichen watched all this in disbelief, knelt down and touched the moss on the ground with his hands.

But it is indeed no different from other mosses, cold and slippery, with the unique fragrance of plants.

It's still raining.

Sitting in the medical hall, Lin Jichuan and Mu Ruhang finally waited for the drenched Ren Yichen to arrive.

"What should I do, the rain is too heavy, and I can't go out now." Mu Ruhang said.

Lin Jichuan was busy asking Ren Yichen to wring out the dripping hair, and said after hearing the words: "Yeah, I don't know how long it will take to stop. If it keeps getting this big, why don't we stay in the hospital all night?"

Mu Ruhang thought and said, "It's strange, logically speaking, the rainy season in Daqi this year has passed long ago, why is it suddenly raining so much now? And if the rain continues like this, there is no guarantee that it will not become Flood."

The handyman also said aside: "Yes, the rainy season in previous years passed before August. Once there was a sudden heavy rain, which lasted for half a month, causing floods in our Wanjiang River. It is said that Dongxiang next door It was also because of this rain that it suffered a catastrophe, thousands of lakes were flooded, and there were countless casualties!"

The three of them were a little stunned for a moment when they heard this.

While letting go of the dripping hair, Ren Yichen peeled off a bit of green on the corner of his robe that he didn't know when.

He rubbed his fingers, sniffed again, and soon realized that the moss was accidentally scratched by him when he squatted on the ground just now.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, but the rain was still so violent, Lin Jichuan said, "Otherwise, we should stick to walking over there. Brother, you are all wet anyway, so please go drive."

Mu Ruhang shook his head and said, "No, I'll do it."

The three of them held umbrellas and reluctantly came to the carriage. After Mu Ruhang let Lin Jichuan and Ren Yichen get into the carriage, he also put away his umbrella and drove in the wind and rain.

They walked through the torrential rain with difficulty, and the horse refused to move after walking for a while. Ren Yichen also got out of the car to help Mu Ruhang drive the horse, but it was still difficult to move an inch.

At this moment, a bright flash of lightning struck, the horse jumped up in fright, broke the rein, and rushed into the rain.

"Come on!" Ren Yichen took the lead in chasing after him, and by the time Mu Ruhang realized it, he had disappeared along with the horse.

Mu Ruhang was so anxious that he lifted the curtain of the car and said, "Brother Lin, a horse ran away, and your junior brother also disappeared with it!"

Although he couldn't see the road clearly, the sound of horseshoes in front of him still allowed Ren Yichen to follow closely.He ran in the endless rain curtain, the streets were dark on both sides, not even a lamp.

Not far away, the horse neighed suddenly, and Ren Yichen only heard the sound of the horse treading on the spot from ahead.

He ran over, and before he got close, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

With his feet in the stagnant water, Ren Yichen looked down and couldn't help feeling chills all over his body—it was actually a puddle of dark red liquid.

The horses whined a few times and then fell silent, pacing in the dark.Ren Yichen took out a fire talisman that Lin Jichuan had given him from the front of his shirt, and lit it with a mantra as Lin Jichuan taught him.

Since this kind of curse fire talisman is not afraid of water, Ren Yichen can hold it and walk in the rain.He cautiously took a few steps forward and moved the fire talisman below.

His eyes suddenly widened.

Lying on the ground was a blood-stained man with loose black hair, soaked in mud and blood, motionless.

Ren Yichen squatted down and tentatively touched the other person's shoulder, but without getting any response, he boldly turned the person over.

It was a young girl, her eyes were closed tightly, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and the hideous wound on her waist and abdomen almost killed her, but she was still breathing weakly.Beside her was a broken sword, and a bright green moss was still growing.

Ren Yichen threw away the fire talisman, and carefully picked up the girl.He took the rein of the horse that had calmed down, and his eyes stayed on the moss for a while.

Lin Jichuan and Mu Ruhang waited in the rain for a long time before finally seeing Ren Yichen.After seeing the girl on him clearly, Mu Ruhang frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"I found her when I was looking for Ma. She was seriously injured and unconscious, but still a little angry." Ren Yichen said.

Mu Ruhang said: "Then put her in quickly."

When the curtain was lifted, Ren Yichen put the girl in the carriage, and Lin Jichuan gasped, "Who is this?"

"I don't know, but she was seriously injured, I just found out outside." Ren Yichen said.

Lin Jichuan helped put the girl on the cushion, and when he brushed away the girl's messy black hair, he suddenly said in shock, "Ruan Shaojin?!"

The three of Ruan Shaoyan had to take a break halfway because of the heavy rain and stayed in an inn.

They only needed a room, Ruan Shaoyan slept on the bed, Lin Cai and Bo Zhi slept on the floor, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the wooden lattice windows creaked because of the wind and rain, making people unable to sleep.Bo Zhi turned over and wanted to fix the window.

He tried his best to push open the windows and doors that were about to fall apart by the wind, and a gust of thick rain poured in.

After finally getting the window hooks done, Bo Zhi found that he could not close the two casements tightly. With the white light of the lightning, he saw a small piece of moss growing on the window edge.

"There is still moss here." He peeled off the moss while muttering, and went back to sleep after closing the window smoothly.

The white silk gauze pasted on the wooden lattice window suddenly showed faint traces of a hand pressing on it.

That hand seemed to be dripping with water, and the white silk yarn was also slightly stained with water.

In an instant, the hand disappeared quickly, but the water stain began to move slowly, from top to bottom, and came to the window hook.

With a bang, the casement was opened, and rainwater poured in.

A piece of moss spread on the wooden floor, and gradually came to Ruan Shaoyan's bed.

The Biluo sword placed next to the pillow suddenly glowed blue, and after the clanging of the sword, everything returned to silence.

When Lin Cai woke up the next day, he immediately cried out.

"Mother, look quickly, why did so much moss grow here overnight?!" He shouted.

Ruan Shaoyan got out of bed and walked over to check, only to see moss growing from the window all the way to the floor where Lin Cai and Bo Zhi slept, and all the way to her bed.

She picked up the Bi Luo Sword, and only touched the water in one hand.

"If something goes wrong, it must be a demon." Ruan Shaoyan said calmly: "Bi Luo must have sensed something last night. This sword is the ancestral sword of our Ruan family. It can shake off evil spirits. With it, things from last night should not Come again."

Lin Cai was checking the window, and couldn't help shivering when he heard the words: "Ah? Did something unclean come last night..."

Ruan Shaoyan said: "Maybe."

Bozhi suddenly pulled Lin Cai away, looked and looked at the white silk covering the window casement, and said, "There seems to be a handprint here."

Ruan Shaoyan walked over to have a look. She twirled the wet white silk yarn, took out a yellow talisman from her sleeve, lit it with spiritual fire, and put it in front of the white silk yarn——

Through the green flame, a clear palm print gradually emerged.

"Monster?" Ruan Shaoyan frowned, speculating uncertainly.

It has been raining since yesterday evening, and it has not stopped. The streets have already started to accumulate water at this time.

Unable to ride a horse in such heavy rain, the three of them had to hire another carriage and head slowly to Wangjing.

Mu Ruhang drove the carriage, brushed past them, and stopped in front of the inn.

"How is she?" Lin Jichuan asked.

Mu Ruhang caught the wrist of Ruan Shaojin who was still in a coma, and said after a while: "The injury is fatal, we need to seek medical attention as soon as possible. Should we stop or hurry to Wangjing?"

Lin Jichuan said: "Let's go to Wangjing. Let's go to Doctor Xue from Baixue Medical Center. Her medical skills are the most famous in Wangjing."

Two carriages galloped in the heavy rain, one front and one back, the sound of horseshoes accompanied by the sound of the wheels smashed the water on the ground.

Lin Jichuan put his hand under Ruan Shaojin's nose, and suddenly said: "No, her breathing has started to stop! Brother Mu, please hurry up! Junior brother, go to the cabinet over there and get a life-renewing pill." .”

When Ren Yichen possessed himself to open the cabinet, the string of Buddhist beads fell out of his sleeve and landed on Ruan Shaojin's chest.

I saw a faint golden light emanating from the Seven Buddhas Extinguishing Sins Mantra on the Buddhist beads, and then slowly spread, covering Ruan Shaojin's whole body in it.

"What's going on?" Lin Jichuan and Ren Yichen were both stunned.

All I could hear was the gurgling Sanskrit sound like water, and one after another pale golden Sanskrit writing rose from the light, floating in the air and interweaving into a beautiful scene.After Ruan Shaojin's hideous wound was covered by golden light, she began to get better little by little.

Lin Jichuan only felt itching where the skin was peeling off his body. He tried to untie the cloth strips on his hands, and was surprised to see that new skin was growing from the bloody wound.

Gradually, the golden light weakened, and the Sanskrit characters in the air faded and disappeared as if melting into the air.

Lin Jichuan glanced at Ruan Shaojin. Although the wound was still there, his breath had stabilized a lot.He touched his face and neck and found that the exfoliated skin had fully grown back.

Ren Yichen carefully picked up the string of Buddhist beads that had returned to normal. Half of the densely engraved seven-buddha mantra of extermination of crimes engraved on it had disappeared, leaving behind the same smooth and clean beads, as if there had never been any traces on them.

☆、Chapter 33

The mountains are empty and the clouds are far away.

Pale golden water gushed out from the ground, spreading into a golden lake, and then soared into the sky again like a bird, connecting to the frost-covered sky.

Vigorous flowers and grasses grow all over the banks, and a thousand-petal lotus flower as big as a futon is born in the center of the lake. It is holy and fragrant, just like the seat of Buddha.

Princess Rong held up her skirt and stood on the shore in a daze, watching the scenes that did not belong to the world, her legs gave way and she knelt down.

She fell down on the shore and looked around anxiously, except for the clacking sound of the golden water flowing backwards into the sky, there was no other sound here.

Just when Princess Rong stood up tremblingly, a strange painting boat sailed from a distance on the pale gold lake.

Bright and exquisite patterns are painted on the walls of the painted boats.One is the Deep Sea Dragon Palace, where Manjusri Bodhisattva is preaching scriptures on the coral jade platform; the other is a lotus pond under the bodhi tree, where the Buddha sits upright, and a girl with dragon horns bows devoutly; the last one is the scene here , Surrounded by mountains, thin clouds and thick trees, light golden water rushes to the ground and into the sky.

The beaded curtain was lifted, and a young man holding a scale came out from the painting boat. He was elegant and handsome, with a crown of hair hanging down, a string of Buddhist beads around his shoulders, and a plain Chu-colored robe embroidered with unremarkable winding dead wood.

He smiled at the bewildered Princess Rong from a distance, his gentle smile was like a breeze blowing on his face.

Just when the boat was about to reach the center of the lake, a bright red carp jumped out of the thousand-petaled lotus flower from the heart of the lotus. It floated up along the water flowing into the sky, and its body became bigger and bigger until it flew into the sky. In an instant, it was reborn and turned into a huge red dragon!

The dragon chant burst out, and it circled the golden river flowing backward into the sky, and the blue sky also rippled, as if it was the same water surface as the golden lake below.

The painting boat came calmly in front of the dazed Princess Rong, and the young man stepped off the boat and bowed his knees to salute Princess Rong.

"...Where is this place? Who are you?" Princess Rong asked after she managed to calm down while stepping back.

The young man half-raised the scale in his hand, his good-looking brows were bright and clear, he smiled and said: "Hengsha is taking his life and hiding it for nothing in the next night."

Princess Rong woke up from the nightmare, panting heavily in cold sweat.

After she settled down, she raised her eyes to look at the closed casement, where a faint moonlight came in.Lifting up the soft silk curtain, a calligraphy and painting of her son hung on the wall outside.

Princess Rong buried her face in the quilt, crying bitterly.

"Your Highness is here!"

Following the shout of the imperial guards, a dark carriage came galloping and stopped in front of the Yamen in Fancheng.

Rong Wang Fu Junyi lifted the curtain and went down. He had a straight face, but he had a slightly childish appearance, like an old-fashioned child.

Liao Zhixian knelt down on the ground tremblingly, shaking like chaff, Fu Junyi looked at him coldly for a while, then stepped on him with one foot.

Not daring to hum for a while, Liao Zhixian let Fu Junyi walk over his back, biting his lip with trembling teeth.

"Where is my son?" Fu Junyi sat on the grand teacher's chair and drank the tea brought by the guards.

Liao Zhixian almost crawled in. At this time, he was so frightened that he almost fainted, and he replied tremblingly: "My lord...my son, my son is...in the ice kiln..."

Fu Junyi paused, and the tea cup came out of his hand and hit Liao Zhixian directly on the head. The scalding hot tea dripped down his head and face, and the blood from the broken wound flowed meanderingly.No one dared to say a word, King Rong was domineering and domineering by the late emperor since he was a child, and he couldn't control anyone except his brother Fu Junshu, so he was so arrogant and arrogant as a matter of course.

"You dog slave, lead the way!" He stood up, kicked Liao Zhixian fiercely and shouted.

The door of the ice kiln was slowly pushed open, and Fu Junyi walked in boldly, and immediately saw his only son lying in the coffin in the middle.

"... Changxian." Fu Junyi walked over, put his hands on the cold coffin, and looked at Fu Changxian's pale body.

He stretched out his hand to touch Fu Changxian's equally cold face, and the luxurious sapphire blue robe was covered with dried dark brown blood.Fu Junyi held his son's stiff hand, and suddenly froze.

"What's going on?!" He took Fu Changxian's hand, the skin on it was obviously stitched, with ugly stitches.Holding back his anger, Fu Junyi peeled off Fu Changxian's clothes, and saw the long and thick wound on the bloodless abdomen.

Fu Junyi turned around, and immediately kicked Liao Zhixian out!

"Come on! Let me arrest them all!" Fu Junyi roared angrily.

Liao Zhixian's hand was bleeding on the door frame: "My lord! My lord, please spare me! My lord, my lord, please listen to my explanation! My lord...!"

Fu Junyi stood in the cold ice kiln, watched with red eyes that all the people in the yamen were dragged out, and then turned around to tidy up Fu Changxian's clothes.

He combed Fu Changxian's dry hair, and the resentment in his heart surged upwards.

"If you tell a lie, you will be executed everywhere." Fu Junyi sat on the head and said coldly.

Liao Zhixian was about to faint, so he told the whole story at this time.

After Fu Junyi listened to his narration, he dropped a teacup again: "Absurd! Who dared to murder the crown prince in public?! The sound of the piano kills people? Bursting blood vessels? Do you think this king will believe it?!"

"My lord Mingjian... Your son, your son died strangely, we have no choice but to..." Before he finished speaking, Fu Junyi kicked him unconscious.

"Put me in prison for this king! Lock them up first, and now take the coffin of the prince and set off to Xiang Mansion immediately, catch them all and chop them up together!"

Fu Junyi walked away, completely ignoring the problem that the corpse would rot in the hot weather. Anyway, he didn't care about it, so it was natural for others to worry about it.

In Prince Rong's mansion, Princess Rong, who was offering incense, suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and fell to the ground clutching her heart.Hearing the sound, the maidservants came from outside, hurriedly helped her up, and put her on the bed.

"Your Majesty, are you going to invite the imperial physician over?" the maid asked anxiously.

Princess Rong leaned on the soft pillow, shook her head weakly, and said in a low voice: "You all go out, let me rest alone."

After dismissing the maidservants, she took out a piece of yellow paper from under the pillow.

The words "Hengsha's fate" were written with cinnabar on the paper. Princess Rong glanced at it hastily, and took the small hand stove beside the bed.