marry a monk

Three days later, the army set off and returned victorious all the way.

He will soon arrive at the capital of the gods. During this time, the holy king has been by the prince's side, and he intends to cure the prince's illness completely.The prince's body is too weak, congenitally deficient, and acquired weak. If he hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood and had a good foundation, he might not be able to move at this time.Without the blessing of the holy king's mellow internal force, it would not be easy to cure it only by imperial medicine and moxibustion.

Moxibustion consumes a lot of time every day, and the schedule is very slow.In the evening of this day, the army walked for a day, and the prince ordered to rectify and rest at the same place. Once they stopped, the holy king immediately took Antai to the stream, and the two lay down on the ground, looking at the fish in the water.

When he was a child in the Snowy Holy Palace, the Holy King often took Antai to the back mountain to play, go into the water to touch fish, climb trees to catch birds.Ten-year-old boys will never be content to be trapped in a high-walled compound for a long time. With the cleverness and wit of the Holy King, they will always find opportunities to go out to play.

"King Mo, do you think the fish are too small to eat? When we were in the Holy Palace, those fish were all plump and beautiful."

An Tai asked.With a small branch in hand, I chased the fish in the water. The fish were not afraid of people. When they saw a branch shaking slightly in the water, they thought there was something to eat, so they all swam over.

"The fish over there in the holy palace are fed, of course they are fat. The fish in this mountain stream..." The holy king looked up and looked around with a smile on his face: "Shall we catch some earthworms and feed them?"

"Mo Wang, how can there be earthworms in this wilderness?" An Tai asked.

"It may be found in the grass or wet soil. Let's look for it, and we will definitely find it." The holy king stood up and looked around.

As soon as he said it, he found a place where the ground was loose, soft and moist, squatted down and pulled up the grass on the ground with both hands, and carefully looked at the loosened soil every time he pulled out a clump of grass.

The poor earthworm has lived peacefully and carefree in the soil for many years, but suddenly it was turned out of the ground to see the light of day, and it was so frightened that it ran away.

"Are there really earthworms?" An Tai called, and he also pushed aside a pile of grass, took out a monk's towel and put the earthworms in to prevent them from being buried in the soil again.

"Antai, hurry up, there are a bunch here." The Holy King shouted back.

"Here we come." Antai was also excited when he saw a group of alive and kicking earthworms: "There are so many, I don't even have enough monk scarves. Where is your monk scarf, King Mo?"

"Mine?" The Holy King touched his bosom and took it out. The scene of helping the prince wipe his nose in the back mountain that day appeared in front of his eyes. Oh, I forgot to ask for the monk's towel back?he muttered.

"Use your water bag. Didn't Si Qin'an give you a water bag? You can open the mouth of the water bag wider so that you can put the earthworms in."

"Let's use King Mo's water bag." Antai took out the holy king's water bag from his waist with a smirk: "I'll ask the prince to give you another one later." rip.

"Hey..." The Holy King couldn't stop.

After tossing for a while, the two finally grabbed half a bag of earthworms. Looking back at the messy grassland and the earthworms in their hands, they walked towards the stream contentedly.

"Antai, don't pour all the earthworms into the water, but feed them little by little. If you pour them all down, the earthworms will burrow into the mud, and the fish will still not be able to eat them."

After washing his hands, he sat by the stream, took out the little black xun from his bosom, put it by his mouth and blew gently.

"Mo Wang, these fish are really lucky. Not only can they eat the earthworms caught by the holy king, but they can also enjoy the music played by the holy king. Tell me, how many lives have they cultivated to achieve this blessing?" Antai asked while feeding. .

The Holy King smiled and continued blowing the xun without replying.

The Xun he plays always has a faintly visible burning sound, which is long and simple, which makes people feel a sense of tranquility and far-reaching.

"Antai also cultivated for several lifetimes to cultivate the blessing of being with King Mo, King Mo, no matter where you go in the future, Antai will follow you." Antai said with feeling.

"Don't be stupid, we are good brothers." Sheng Wang stopped, walked to Antai and sat down, put one hand on his shoulder, and hugged him vigorously.

"We entered the Holy Palace together to be ordained together, lived together, and grew up together since we were young. We are brothers, brothers forever."

"As long as you don't dislike following my down-and-out king, follow me as much as you like. If you have a good man someday, stop following me and we will still be brothers." The holy king looked at An Tai seriously, his handsome face extremely sincere.

A gust of wind blew behind him, and a figure flashed away among the shadows of the trees.

……

In the evening, the holy king lifted the curtain of the prince's tent, and saw the prince sitting in front of the desk, with a jug of wine on the table, with a bitter gourd face, and he didn't lift his eyelids when the holy king came in, full of thoughts.

"King Sheng..." The Holy King stood in front of him with a smile: "There will be no moxibustion today. It's getting late, so it's not suitable for moxibustion. Let's do moxibustion tomorrow morning, how about moxibustion tomorrow morning?"

"..." The prince did not respond.

"Through the moxibustion during this period, all the functions of your body have improved, and the frequency of panting has also decreased, which means that your body is recovering. You can infuse your internal energy tonight. Moxibustion is not suitable for you at night."

"Come on, get on the bed and sit down." The Holy King greeted him.But seeing him motionless, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "What's the matter with you?"

"How about having a glass of wine with me?" The prince suddenly said, and opened the lid of the wine pot, the aroma of the wine immediately overflowed.

"What kind of wine should I drink? I am a monk and I can't drink, and you are not in good health, so you can't drink." The holy king was surprised by his behavior.

The prince didn't say a word, he filled the cup and drank it all by himself.The Holy King didn't have time to stop him, so he sighed: "What's the matter with you today? You won the battle and you're going home. Are you in a bad mood?"

Sheng Wang's tone softened, and he bent down to look at him.The first time I saw him like this, I was puzzled.

"Come, drink." The prince poured another glass and handed it over.

"What's the matter with you today, let's make it clear first, drinking like this is the most harmful to your body, and your body can't afford it at all." The Holy King held him down.

"If you don't want to drink, I will." Wang Ye said and put it in his mouth.

"Hey hey..." The Holy King shook his head helplessly, something is wrong with the prince tonight, there must be something wrong.

"Have another glass?" The prince poured another full glass and handed it over. At this time, he was a little drunk, and his eyes began to blur.

"Okay, I'll drink." The Holy King snatched the wine glass and drank it down. He, who had never drank before, choked and coughed hard. He couldn't let him drink any more, and then drank the moxibustion, medicine and internal strength before. All input is wasted.

"What's the matter with you? We met once, you saved me, and I also saved you. If you are not a brother, you are a friend. There is nothing I can't say. Not to mention that drinking and ruining my body like this is a waste of my time." Mind." The Holy King was a little anxious.

"What is your intention?" The prince tilted his body, his eyes dim: "What is your intention?"

"My intentions?" The Holy King was suddenly asked by him, and he replied without thinking: "Okay, okay, I don't have any intentions, don't drink, go to rest."

"Huh." The prince pursed his lips and poured another cup into his mouth: "You all have brothers, but I don't have any. I am the remaining king, and I am the only one left." After sweeping the desk, the things on the table fell to the ground , Began to play drunk crazy.

"Oh, it's for this..." The Holy King finally understood, and a smile turned on his face.

"We are also brothers, as long as you don't dislike me, I will be brothers with you once, okay?" The holy king lifted his blushing chin and looked straight into his eyes.

"Hee hee, you are my brother?" The prince stared at him for a while, sprayed the smell of alcohol on his face, put his arm on the shoulder of the holy king, and shook his head.

"No, you can't be my brother, you can't..." The eyelids drooped, as if they couldn't open them.

"I can't be your brother? Well, I can't, so it's okay to be your friend?" The holy king laughed at himself: "We've known each other for so long, can't we be brothers?"

"Well, you can't, you want to be me, mine, mine..." The prince fell on him and fell asleep.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Sheng Wang patted him on the shoulder and shook him, but there was no response.

He was so drunk that he passed out.

"Alas..." Sage King sighed, he was also a little dizzy, the glass of wine just now was so strong that he couldn't stand it after one glass, not to mention he drank three glasses.

Helping the prince to the bed, he fell down like mud, and a square scarf fell out of his arms. Isn't this his monk's scarf?Why is he leaving it?Unexpectedly, the prince actually has a quirk of collecting other people's square scarves?

The holy king picked up the scarf and took a look. At this time, the prince needs to force out the alcohol in his body, otherwise his health will be worse.Putting down the kerchief, she called Si Qin'an, and asked him to make a bowl of hangover soup for the prince.

Si Qin'an took the order and helped the prince to sit up, but he was as drunk as mud, and no matter how he helped him, he fell on the holy king, and he was waving his hands and muttering to himself.

"Listen to the song, listen to the song, I want to listen to the song..."

"Listening to the music?" The Holy King looked confused. He had just finished the battle and hadn't returned to God's City. Where should he listen to the music?

"Okay, back to God City, you can listen to whatever you like. This will make you sleep well." The Holy King persuaded and coaxed.

"Huh?" The prince shook his head and kept yelling, "Woo..."

"Listen to the music, woo, I want to listen to the music, woo..." The prince was not reluctant.

Si Qin'an came in with hangover soup, glanced at the prince, and asked strangely: "This is the prince? He never drinks..."

"I don't know either." The sage king said, "I saw him drinking as soon as he came in, and I couldn't persuade him."

"My lord has been abstaining from alcohol since he was a child, and his breath gets worse when he drinks." Si Qin'an said.

"I understand, but he doesn't listen. Just now he called for some brother, but now he calls to listen to the music. Today is really weird."

At this time, Antai also came in from the outside, listening to the prince shouting "Woo, woo, woo..."

"My lord, what are you doing?" An Tai asked.

"Woo what?" The Holy King seemed to have been inspired, and had an idea.

"He wants to listen to the Xun?" Sheng Wang and An Tai said in unison.

Antai is used to hearing the Xun played by the Holy King. Before the Xun played by the Holy King, he has a habit of making a low Xun sound first. This tone is calm and simple, close to the original and ancient tune. Xun sound.

"Si Qin'an, you pour hangover soup for King Sheng, and I'll blow the xun." The holy king took out his little black xun from his arms, and sat on the king's bedside.

With the sound of xun, a natural and simple sound of nature gradually entered the ears of the prince, and finally he stopped making noise, quietly swallowing the hangover soup that Si Qin'an fed.

This King Sheng, although he is usually aloof, he turns out to be so cute when he is drunk, just a quarrelsome child.The Holy King shook his head speechlessly and continued to blow.

After tossing and tossing for half a night, the prince finally fell asleep peacefully.

The holy king asked Si Qin'an and An Tai to rest, and he accompanied the prince himself. Seeing his tranquility after a deep sleep, his even breathing, his chiseled face, and his straight nose bridge, the holy king smiled slightly.

This person is usually cold and casual, and his thoughts are not bad. A person who came here regardless of thousands of miles to save himself is not bad at all.

After thinking about it, the prince turned over and turned around.I don't know if it's because he didn't adjust his sleeping position properly or what, but there was a slight snoring sound coming from his nasal cavity.

The Holy King straightened his body, lay flat, held his wrist and gave him internal energy for a while, the prince's snoring gradually disappeared, replaced by smooth and even breathing.

Finally calmed down, Sheng Wang yawned long and tired. He lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

At dawn, the prince finally woke up from his long sleep, opened his eyes to see the dazzling sunlight outside the tent, and saw the holy king lying on the bedside.

At this time, the Holy King was fast asleep, with picturesque brows on his face, ruddy and soft lips, even though he was asleep, he could still feel his sunshine and righteousness.

It would be great if the years were always quiet like this.The prince thought of the marching and fighting, the exhaustion of running around, the ailments of the body, everything that the Holy King encountered in the Holy Palace, and the time with him...

He pressed his head, which was throbbing with headache, and got out of bed lightly. Just as he was about to put his coat on him, the sound of Si Qin'an's footsteps came from outside again.

"Hush..." The prince signaled him to be quiet, and then the two gently moved the holy king to the prince's bed.

The holy king didn't get up until the afternoon, and the prince didn't let anyone disturb him, and let him sleep all the time.

In fact, the Holy King woke up a long time ago, but the prince's bed is too comfortable, he has never slept in such a comfortable bed since he was a child, it is soft and warm.Thinking of the bed in the Holy Palace, it was hard and cold and never warmed.In contrast, I don't want to get up even more.

……

After rising day and night, the troops and horses of the brigade finally arrived at the ten-mile long pavilion of Yudu Shrine, and there were a large number of royal family members, nobles, civil and military officials, and common people ten miles away to greet them.

The holy king stopped at a fork in the road, thought for a long time, it was time to say goodbye, with the company along the way, the prince's body has almost recuperated, even without his internal protection, the royal doctor of the palace can cure him.

He raised his hand and looked at his palms, his palms used to be ruddy and soft, but now his palms have turned white and bloodless. Although he doesn't have martial arts, but the excessive consumption of internal energy every day, even a god can't stand it.The faint blackness in the center of the palm should be that the panacea Yulang gave him did not have a complete antidote, and the poison had penetrated into the heart and spleen.

Fortunately, under the support of his internal strength, the prince gradually improved, and it was not in vain for him to do so.On the other side, An Tai and Si Qin'an were fighting and arguing, the two were laughing and laughing very unhappy.

He reined in the horse rope and looked at the prince's sharp face.

"What's the matter?" the prince asked.

"Well, I think it's time to say goodbye. There are so many noisy people in front of us that it's inconvenient to talk, so let's leave now." The Holy King stared at him.

"Why didn't you leave before, but now you have to leave after victory?" The prince asked puzzled, he never thought that the holy king would leave at this time, no matter what, he had to go back with himself and tell the emperor everything.

"I didn't leave before because you saved me, and you were in a war. When I was in danger, you stood up. When you were in danger, I couldn't abandon you." The holy king looked calm and sunny. .

"Now that you have returned in triumph, I am not a member of this side, so why should I stay in your army?"

"Where are you going?" the prince asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I will find a remote and unknown temple and continue to be a monk." Shengwang smiled.

The prince's face sank and his eyes drooped.

"Just kidding, let's take a walk around first, one day I'm tired from walking, and I can't walk anymore, and then find a quiet place where no one is there to pass away." Seeing the displeasure on his face, the Holy King couldn't help explaining with.

The prince's face darkened even more.

"By the way, there is something I've been wanting to ask you for a long time." Sheng Wang rolled his eyes and looked up and down the prince with a smirk.

"What's the matter?" The prince raised his eyes softly.

"What did you keep asking me to do to you when you were drunk that day?" Sheng Wang stared at him.

Seeing a change in the face of the prince, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at the holy king with eyes as clear as water, turned his eyes to the distance, raised his hand and whipped the horse's back, and the horse withdrew its hooves in pain run wildly.

Seeing this, Si Qinan reluctantly said goodbye to Antai.

"Go, I'll play with you when I'm free." An Tai waved him goodbye.

The Holy King snapped his tongue helplessly, what's wrong?Change as you say, change if you don’t say it, why are you angry again?

Suddenly smiled again, who cares, sit and watch the clouds rise, smile and look at the end of the world, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, the origin and the extinction, the heart is empty and empty, you are empty and I am empty, the world is empty, and empty is empty.

However, the heartbeat is the origin, and the origin is the fate!The way of heaven does not change, reincarnation always exists.The prince doesn't understand, doesn't the sage king also understand?