[Qin Dynasty] Hu Gongzi's Growth History

Halfway through the journey, the two of them suddenly received a piece of bad news.

Han Fei is in prison.

This news came from the secret guard who would send news from the capital every once in a while, and Fusu fell silent the moment he received the news.Hu Hai looked at the few lines written on the small piece of paper, and said softly: "Father, I can't bear it after all."

Ying Zheng admired Han Fei very much, half of the reason for attacking South Korea was for Han Fei.Han Fei's profound knowledge and profound insights are unforgettable. He is also willing to serve Qin, but he still wants to save South Korea.And this was something that Han Yingzheng couldn't tolerate, not to mention how many people's eyes were blocked by Han Fei's existence.

Even Han Fei himself knew it in his heart.

It's just that no one thought that this matter would come so soon.

"I've reminded you before, but why..." Fusu said helplessly.Hu Hai glanced at him and sneered, "If Mister could listen to your advice, he wouldn't come to Qin." Ying Zheng's purpose was not pure, and Han Fei's purpose was not pure either.

But even if Hu Hai said so, he was still a little worried.Han Fei and his son are pure in nature, and they never hide their selfishness when teaching them, and they never wantonly deny other people's opinions because of their own opinions. It is indeed very uncomfortable to see such a person suffering and helpless.

And the person who did it happened to be King Qin.At this moment, Hu Hai could deeply feel Fusu's hesitant and confused mood some time ago.Although the two were silent and uncomfortable, but now they are far away from Qin, even if they want to, they are powerless.

"Where are we now?" Hu Hai took the lead to break the silence, opened the curtain and looked out the window, but it was almost the same everywhere, the loess was all over the sky, and they had walked this dirt road for more than ten days.

The guard outside the carriage said in a low voice: "We will arrive at the next town in three days, my lord, please wait." The two people sitting in this carriage are Prince Qin, especially Fusu, who is the king's sharpest heart. All along the way, they were afraid that something would happen to the two of them.Simply put, these two sons are relatively quiet and never do anything out of the ordinary.

Hu Hai nodded inadvertently, and put down the car curtain casually, "In this case, I will sleep for a while." As soon as Hu Hai's voice fell, Fu Su said helplessly: "Are you sleeping again? This is the first time you have done this. Did you say that?" Hu Hai spent two-thirds of his time on sleep during his journey, how could this not make Fu Su suspicious.

When Hu Hai heard Fu Su's question, he was even more dissatisfied than him. If it wasn't for him, Hu Hai would have slipped out by now, and he wouldn't even have to come here secretly to practice.

Traveling is a discipline, and this fact is worth applying no matter what era it is placed in.Embodied in Hu Hai, that is, he has now learned how to practice while being distracted and doing another thing. This does not seem like a good idea, but Hu Hai does not intend to give up, because it does still work.

After Kassapa said that, Hu Hai deliberately didn't think about him for a while, which was still too difficult for him.Maybe it can't be seen from Hu Hai's previous mental activities, but he is still a child after all, and now asking him to choose to drive or not to leave is a bit too cruel for a child.

Of course Hu Hai would never admit this.After another practice, the warm feeling all over his body made him not want to open his eyes, but at the same time, a soft bobbing feeling made him suddenly startled, and unconsciously his hands started to move, and gently stroked The little Wu'er lying on his belly.

Yes, that's Wu'er.Wu'er had been in a coma for several months.A big smile appeared on the corner of Hu Hai's mouth. He seemed to have turned over on his face, but in fact he hugged Wu'er completely in his arms. At the same time, he avoided Fusu's sight and opened his eyes, meeting a pair of small eyes that were looking at him with joy. .

"Ah, fuzzy, Wu'er finally sees you~" Wu'er's soft little voice was full of joy, and she took the initiative to snuggle into Hu Hai's arms, and even moved her small body up, completely stuffing herself in , hugged Hu Hai's neck tightly with his small arms, and said in a low voice: "I'm confused~"

Hu Hai didn't speak, but he kept his left hand on Wu'er's back, comforting him again and again.It wasn't until Wu'er, the fat little boy, fell asleep that Hu Hai had to admit that he still missed this bad boy who had been making trouble.

"Fuzzy, Wu'er saw a lot, a lot of light, and leaves~" After receiving Hu Hai's sweet comfort, Wu'er began to tell Hu Hai what he dreamed of when he fell asleep.

Hu Hai raised his eyebrows, Ye Zi?Dreaming about leaves?

Wu'er miraculously understood his question, pouted and mumbled, "It's not that leaf, it's this leaf~" He stretched out his hands, trying to draw something, Hu Hai's heart moved, and he said something. type.Wu'er nodded desperately, happy that Hu Hai finally understood what he meant.

Well, Leaf is Kasyapa's nickname.

But...how did Wu'er see Kasyapa?Could it be that Kassapa had enlightened him?Hu Hai couldn't figure it out, and with Wu'er's ability to explain, he couldn't explain it clearly to him, but it was indeed a good thing for Hu Hai that Wu'er woke up.His mood was finally much better than before.

The carriage stopped, and Hu Hai opened his eyes and sat up as usual. Whenever they couldn't spend the night in the town, after finding a suitable place for camping, the guards would stop first to ask their opinions.Facing Fusu's question, Hu Hai was too lazy to speak, and nodded silently.Sleeping outside, whether it is a ruined temple or a flat ground, actually makes no difference, it is just as uncomfortable.

Hu Hai's ability to endure doesn't mean he won't complain.

They are planning to go to South Korea this time, and then go in all directions.The journey was chosen by Hu Hai, and Fusu did not make any obstructions.

But in private, Fusu asked Hu Hai about his intentions, and Hu Hai said seriously: "I think South Korea is the most deadly country among these countries. If you want to say which one will be wiped out first, it may be South Korea. "

Perhaps it was because of this that Han Fei was so anxious.

If Han Fei is mentioned on the road, the will of the two people will still be depressed for a while, until the day before arriving in South Korea, Hu Hai seems to have remembered something, and said happily to Fu Su: "I think Mr. will die."

"Why?" Fusu wondered.

"Because Li Si likes him, at least he can save a life." Hu Hai said thoughtfully.

Although Han Fei is loyal to South Korea, he will not be foolishly loyal. As long as South Korea has no room for recovery, and Li Si can save his life, the "reasonable" gentleman should not die.

Facing Hu Hai's theory, Fusu's reaction was to give him a glass of cold water, hoping that he would drink a few more sips to refresh his mind.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and the long white snow covered the blood-stained plain little by little.

On this land occupied by ice and snow, there was a monk sitting on the ground not far from the tragedy. Snowflakes were scattered little by little, mixed with dew and dripping on the monk's white robe, soaking the monk's white robe easily. clothes.

A traveler passed by here, looking at the blood stains that could still be seen, they couldn't bear it. This was a group of ordinary people guarded by monks. They were rushing from their own town to the town on the other side of the plain. If it wasn't for their family There are monks, so I'm afraid they can't cross here.

On this land, monsters are rampant, but this plain is the only way to travel. Every year, many people are attacked and killed by monsters.

In this team, only the two standing at the head and tail are monks, but they are already in the late stage of Jindan, as long as they don't provoke those powerful beasts with their own territories, basically nothing will happen.They chose to rest here for the time being. The smell of blood here is very strong, but the smell of monsters is also very strong. The monsters that wreaked havoc here just now must be very powerful, and this smell can temporarily stop other monsters from harassing.

Standing beside the clansman, the female monk looked at the broken corpses on the ground, and said with unbearable eyes: "I'll go over and bury them." The look on his face was serious like no other nun had ever seen before, "Brother?"

"No, that person is very dangerous." The monk as the elder brother defined it.

The female monk looked at her brother in surprise, "That's impossible, that's a Buddhist cultivator." Just standing a few miles away, she could feel the warm light on Buddha Xiu's body, which is why they chose to stay in this kind of place. One of the reasons is that Warcraft hates this kind of Buddha light.

The elder brother pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Didn't you notice it! The magic pressure here is not right!"

The female monk felt it blankly, as if she remembered something, her face turned pale, if only a powerful monster stayed, the magic pressure here would not be so strong.And after she felt it carefully, she suddenly discovered that what remained here was not only the magic pressure, but also the screams of monsters.

The cry before death.

"This, how is it possible!" My sister subconsciously lowered her voice, but her eyes were full of disbelief.Such a powerful deterrent proves that the monster was powerful during its lifetime, and this Buddhist cultivator...killed it?

Even Buddhist practice has its good and bad, male and female monks do not intend to approach, and even the idea of ​​female monks who originally planned to restrain themselves disappeared.After resting in place for a day in peace, the group set off on the road the next morning.

Before leaving, the female monk turned her head and glanced at the Buddha cultivator. He was still sitting there, as if he hadn't changed since ancient times, and the soft breath was still there, alleviating all the vicious guesses in the female monk's heart when she left.

Perhaps, he was degrading them.

These were her last thoughts before leaving.

She guessed right, the monk was saving, but not others, but himself.

After a long, long time, when the white snow had covered Foxiu's entire body, and when no one knew that there were still people here, Foxiu stood up lightly, walked to the original wreckage, waved his right hand, and the land fell It fell naturally, and the bones that were submerged in the snow were also swallowed by the bottom soil, merging with the earth.

Foxiu looked into the distance, remembered something, and sighed softly, which was one of the few emotions he showed.

With calmness in his dark eyes, Foxiu walked step by step towards the direction he was looking at, as if he was confirming something, and seemed to be tempering himself, until he walked out of the plain barefoot and was stopped by people in the first town.

"Master Kasyapa." The visitor bowed his head deeply, not daring to make a mistake in front of the Buddha, "Master has been waiting for a long time."

Kasyapa's brows were indifferent, he clasped his hands together and said, "I'm sorry for failing to make the appointment in time."

"To get the words of your bald donkey, I have not worked in vain in this life." There was a wanton roar from behind, and he appeared in front of the two in the blink of an eye.The previous person hurriedly saluted: "Master." The person who was called Master has silver hair, but his face is handsome, and there is a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. Treat the master well."

The corner of the apprentice's mouth twitched twice, the person who called you a bald donkey just now, isn't it you, Master?

When there was no one around, the silver-haired talent really showed his serious side, "Why don't you bring him back?"

"No problem." Kasyapa said almost indifferently.

"No problem? You want to let it go?" the silver-haired man raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

"The reincarnation of heaven has its own trajectory, so there is no need for others to say more."

"Hahahahahaha... What I hate the most is your temper. You don't even plan to fight for your own life. I don't think you should spend time practicing Zen. No matter how much you practice, you won't be able to comprehend it!"

"You don't need to comprehend, and you can't understand it."

Kasyapa left Canaan Temple and came here to suppress the monster riots here together with the silver-haired man, but the silver-haired man seemed to be fed up by Kassapa's few words, and suddenly forgot that he should treat the master well and biubiu disappeared.

The apprentice hiding in the distance bitterly anticipated this, and hurried back to lead the way, nodding and bowing his head to apologize, as if he was often tossed about by the master.

Kasyapa was gentle and handsome, and was about to stop the politeness of the visitors, when the silver-haired man suddenly appeared in front of them, drove the apprentice away with a bad face, and started to lead the way himself.

After sending people to Tianjianzhuang's hospitality house, the silver-haired man, Mu Qingfeng, the current owner of Tianjianzhuang, left a sentence before leaving, "Your life is my responsibility. Since you are a lifesaver, there is no Watching you die."

Kasyapa put his palms together, whispered the Buddha's name, and sat down in the courtyard at will, so casual that he didn't want to be the rumored character.

He has always been so calm, even in the face of life and death.The person who can move him and break his merits is not in this world yet.

He is in another world, fearless, unaware of cause and effect, and living freely.