The whole heaven is watching Lao Tzu fall in love [Red Mansion]

Outside the window, the north wind was howling, and the ground was full of chaotic Qiong Remnant snow. Looking around, there was no difference, and everything was white.The inside of the room was warm, Jia Lang put down the Langhao brush in his hand, and listened intently to what Black and White Wuchang had to say.

Hei Wuchang was the first to speak and said: "The monks in Huixiang Temple have some problems. They are not those who wait for the ancient Buddha with six pure and single-minded green lamps, but they are thinking about romantic things all day long."

Bai Wuchang followed closely and said, "As early as August this year, when Huixiang Temple was being renovated, they took the opportunity to open a passage between this meditation room and the guest room where the lady lived. It was hidden so well that most people would not notice it."

Hearing what they said, Jia Lang already had some guesses in his heart, and immediately became furious, "It's thanks to them that they did this!"

"Ah Qi, don't worry," Shui Rong put a hand on his shoulder, "Let's listen to what they say first."

Jia Lang had no choice but to take a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, listening to the black and white impermanence in front of him, he continued:

"In the dead of night, they first blew out a puff of misty smoke from the passage, and then came through the passage after all those people were unconscious. Afterwards, they left there as usual. I don't know."

"But we also stayed at the Huixiang Temple for several days. We didn't see them acting like this until yesterday, so we used an immortal method to blow back the misty smoke, so they never succeeded. It's just that before..."

Black and white Wuchang looked at each other, but they stopped talking.

Shui Rong also frowned, his jade-like pupils were rarely filled with anger, and when he looked down at the person in his arms, he realized that Jia Lang's eyes were a little red.Busily chanted some heart-clearing mantras in his ears, and only then did he see his complexion improve.

Hei Wuchang said coldly: "Such scumbags, there is no need to spare them, just let them go to the [-]th floor of hell, that's all."

Jia Lang looked worried, sighed softly, and said: "Don't be so hasty, those women are innocent after all. If this matter is revealed, I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid, I don't know how many victimized women have been implicated!Those who have been kept in the dark, those who have not yet left the cabinet, and those who have already left the cabinet... Whichever is a great disaster for them.If one wrong step is made, the reputation of these women will be ruined.

For women in this world, fame is the only standard by which the world evaluates them.If one's reputation is tarnished, even being divorced would be a minor thing. How do you know that there is no second Su Qing who died in vain?

He rubbed his temples with his fingers, but with the other hand he took out a piece of rice paper from the case, and said: "On it are the female guests who have stayed at Huixiang Temple for the past few months."

Shui Rong glanced at the list, there were about a dozen people on it, including wives and young ladies, all of whom came here to pray after hearing that the incense in the Huixiang Temple was effective.

How did they know that what came here with full of expectations was such a dirty result?

Shui Rong murmured: "Which immortal is enshrined in that temple?"

Bai Wuchang said: "It's not another family, it's Guanshiyin Bodhisattva from the South China Sea."

When Avalokitesvara heard it, his hair exploded instantly.

【Is such a dirty thing actually happening in this temple?Really dirty my eyes! 】So without further ado, he rolled up his sleeves and went down to beat up people, 【Just wait, don't let them live forever, this seat is not Avalokitesvara! 】

But the man who was sitting leisurely on the huanghuali wood teacher's chair sneered, and a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes glanced over: "At this moment, I know what to do, what did you do before?"

Avalokitesvara immediately became angry.

【Yan Wang, there is no one in this world who enshrines you. Of course you don’t know—there are at least hundreds of temples in this seat. How can we check all of them in detail? 】

Even if this seat is a god and will not die, I will be exhausted to death, okay!

"This matter needs a long-term plan," Jia Lang said slowly, "it's not that it's difficult to punish those people, but how to protect those innocent women is really embarrassing." He thought about it, and finally sighed softly, as if No matter what, there is no way to keep them safe and sound.

Especially for a girl like Su Qing who is waiting in the boudoir, if she loses her innocence, how can she explain it when she waits until the wedding night in the bridal chamber?

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and stroked his smooth long hair several times.

"Ah Qi, don't worry," he said in a low voice, "There will always be a solution to this matter."

Shui Rong drove away the idle uncle-like Hades, and drove away the gossip-looking black and white duo, serving tea attentively beside Jia Lang who bowed his head in thought and said nothing, quite like a good wife and mother with red sleeves and fragrance.It made all the gods in the sky sigh.

[This seat has never seen that person who is so attentive and careful, it really happens from time to time, how can I think that he has today? 】

[However, I am very happy to see him, and I want to show off his prestige, good thing, good thing. 】

Only Avalokitesvara has always been merciful, seeing this disciple of the Buddhist family doing such disasters, how can he feel at ease?Although she can't deal with ordinary people, and can't interfere with life and death in the world, since these monks have entered Buddhism, they are not on the same level as ordinary people.Therefore, I just need to teach them some lessons first, so that all the water in the temple will flow away, the dry food will disappear, the lights will be extinguished, and the monks' robes will be burned.Even his own statue rose out of thin air and disappeared from the temple.

These bald donkeys were terrified by this change, they watched the gate of the temple, unable to go out again, they couldn't help being frightened, kneeling on the ground and chanting Buddha again and again without mentioning it.

But how could the Buddha listen to the pleadings of such filthy people, and just closed his eyes on the lotus throne to meditate, and he didn't share a glimmer of light with them.

Jia Lang thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed: "Forget it, one is the one who can keep the peace." So he hurriedly sent people in and taught them to go out to spread some rumors in the market. It will bring disasters, and eventually lead to the destruction of the family; the two are the disasters, which can be blocked by the innocent daughter of the family.It's just that the price of protecting the whole family with one's own body is that the chastity may be inexplicably lost overnight, so as to ensure the safety of the family.These women must be treated well in order to be worthy of their actions of blocking disasters with their own bodies.

"Did you hear about it yesterday?"

"Hey, my neighbors saw it with their own eyes! They said it was in the Huixiang Temple..."

In this world, it happens that the rumors in the market are not long-legged.And on this day, many people saw with their own eyes that the Bodhisattva statue enshrined in the Huixiang Temple turned into a gust of breeze, and no one could step in, so they all believed the saying that there was a disaster in the Huixiang Temple.Don't you want to stay here if you haven't seen Guanshiyin Bodhisattva?

Second, all the aristocratic families also heard about this strange event, and took the girl who had rested in the temple to have her body checked, and she really lost her body for some reason.On that day, the clean room was tightly surrounded, one woman and one room, and there were no gaps, all of which were checked by my family in advance.There are maids and women guarding the door outside the door, so no one suspects anything, but they are grateful to these women for saving their family from disaster.

These girls who lost their innocence were either raised by their families for a lifetime, or were begged by some small family who didn't care about these things, but they lived a safe life.Even though he suffered some gossip, it was better than losing his life because of it.

Jia Lang kept asking people, and seeing that most people believed this, and these innocent women survived their lives, he was relieved.What he was most afraid of was that someone would bury all these women together in order to ensure a clean family tradition—this was the fault of those wicked monks, but it was the excuse of those beasts dressed in the skins of gentlemen. ?

After solving the most difficult problem on his mind, Jia Lang began to discuss with the gods how to deal with those monks who prostitute their wives and daughters.

Avalokitesvara had already sharpened her sword, and immediately sent a long series of angry words:

【How else?They are my Buddhist disciples!That's it, that's it--you don't need to save face with our Buddhism, just go straight to the [-]th floor of hell, and teach them to fall into that animal realm and never be reincarnated! 】

Lord Yan snorted coldly and said:

[Don't throw the pot with my hell, such a dirty person enters my underworld, and no one dirty my place, it really makes the immortal unhappy. 】

But if you don't hand it over to Lord Yan, who else can deal with this matter?Jia Lang looked at the line of writing helplessly, and thought about it: "The network of this prefecture has not yet been connected to the Shifu. When King Yan is in trouble, it may not be easy to see Xiangming? If I agree, I can Tell Xiang Ming to come to Jia's mansion every two or three days, so you can see him."

Lord Yan was silent for a moment.

Seeing that there was something to write about, Jia Lang continued to work hard: "Even if Lord Yan is a god, he still can't understand people's hearts. Why don't you leave it to me, so I can find out the meaning of Xiangming?"

This chip...

King Yan, who was dressed in red, stroked his chin with his hand, feeling a little tempted.

Jia Lang smiled, and dropped the last bombshell: "I heard that in Xiangming's previous life, there was a sweetheart who never forgot to worship him as a god."

Yan Wangye said decisively: [deal. 】

Jia Lang immediately frowned, his heart full of pride.Only the Taishang Laojun couldn't help sighing when he saw his appearance:

【Xiao Lang, you are not a fox...】Why do you show such a fox-like smile?

It was night, and the monks who had been trapped in the temple for three days and three nights without much food or drink began to faint before their eyes.This Huixiang Temple is full of incense, where have they suffered such hardships?Someone was very hungry, and turned their eyes around the young monks with the most delicate skin and flesh with malicious intentions, causing those few to tremble and hug each other.

Among them was a young monk named Shanming, who had just turned eight years old and was kind-hearted.A few days ago, he got up late at night because he ate too much fruit, but he heard a strange noise in the courtyard where his son and daughter lived, and also heard some private words of his seniors. They are together.It's just that he is thin and can't resist. He wanted to report the matter to the government a few times when he went out to Huazhai, but he was worried that he would miss those women's lives, so he hesitated, so he had to quietly turn around in the daytime to persuade those women Don't stay overnight.

Seeing the vision descending from the sky right now, Shanming was already secretly happy in his heart, and secretly made a wish.While meditating alone there, he suddenly saw a black wind blowing up in the temple, covering the sky and covering the sun, blowing the prayer flags rustling.

The abbot hurriedly stood up and asked in surprise, "Where is the wind coming from?"

However, it wasn't just the wind that came, but also a woman who came with the wind.Wearing a satin skirt embroidered with flowers and insects, the long skirt covered her feet, slowly floating in the air, the wind blew her messy black hair, revealing the bruises on her neck.

"This is......"

Before the abbot said anything else, it was as if he had stepped into that purgatory, and an unbearable burning sensation rose from the bottom of his feet.It was as if an invisible fire was slowly burning his skin until his internal organs were burned clean.

It was as if countless small bugs were crawling densely in the blood, and the unspeakable pain made him lie on the ground all of a sudden, screaming out in pain.The great monk beside him hurriedly pulled his arms to try to help him up, and shouted, "Abbot? Abbot?"

But then, the fire seemed to spread gradually, and even the monks around him rolled all over the ground, trying to extinguish the invisible flame.This burning sensation was so unbearable that one monk was so tortured that he bumped his head against the pillar, trying to clean himself up.

However, he was not injured at all, but the flames on his body burned more and more violently.The raging fire made their heads split in two, and they begged for mercy and rolled over and over again. The female ghost just watched quietly from the side, with a frightening smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Have you experienced it?" the female ghost smiled, "Do you know what it's like when you are about to die?"

The host rushed forward, barely reaching out to reach the feet of the woman floating in the air: "We know we are wrong, we know we are wrong... I beg this fairy, please forgive us, please forgive us!" Let's..."

"Forgive you?" The female ghost almost looked up to the sky and laughed, and completely pushed back the messy black hair around her neck, showing them the deep strangle mark, "Forgive you, who will spare me?" ?”

"I shouldn't be here..." the female ghost murmured, "I should continue to be the eldest lady of the Su family, and find a well-rounded family in a few years to marry safely." Now, give birth to children, and spend your life slowly..."

The abbot's whole body began to tremble, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a young lady from the Su family who started the attack two months ago.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out the two monks that day, and cried, "Fairy, it was the two of them who did it! It wasn't me! It wasn't me! Please spare my life, please... ..."

"What are you talking about?" the female ghost suddenly smiled, "Do you think you are still alive?"

Her voice was full of malice that made one's mind confused, "Look down, look at your bodies."

The abbot gritted his teeth and slowly lowered his head.

Afterwards, he saw a scene that terrified him so much that his teeth began to chatter, and he could no longer speak a word.

A bloody hole had already been opened in his chest.

He was already, already dead.

Among the group of monks, only Shanming was safe and sound. He sat cross-legged in a corner of the room and meditated peacefully, as if turning a blind eye to the hellish scene in front of him.

The female ghost didn't bother him too much, she walked slowly past him, handcuffed this series of crying souls, and slowly drifted away.On the ground were a few charred corpses that were so burnt that even the human form could not be seen. It was just a pitch-black mass without even their faces, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who.

Shanming waited for a long time after the female ghost left before he slowly stood up, dug a big hole in the courtyard of the temple, and threw all these wooden things into the hole.He didn't recite the rebirth mantra, he just filled the pit with soil, then he packed his bags and left through the reopened gate.

This is destined to be a group of souls that cannot be saved.

The monks will never be reincarnated, and they suffer from the burning fire in that hell every day. Su Qing, who witnessed their miserable situation, calmed down the last bit of resentment, and slowly returned to Jia's mansion, and thanked Jia Lang.

"Thank you, young master, for keeping the names of these daughters' families."

Jia Lang couldn't help but smiled wryly: "What's there to be thankful for? It's the fault of the world, and we can't tolerate you who are completely innocent. It's ridiculous that those men who call themselves big men put themselves in a supreme position, but put that Girl, take it as my own appendage!" He shook his head and sighed, he really didn't want to mention this matter again, so he asked with concern: "Although it's about returning to Xiangsi Temple, your father..."

Su Qing's eyes were clear, and Yingying knelt down on the ground, which shocked Jia Lang a lot.

"What are you doing?" He hurriedly helped the female ghost up.

"Little son," Su Qing said, "I'm already a dead person. These grievances should have been taken to the grave long ago. But as my mother said, my sister is innocent. If I punish him and his wife Two people, how should my sister deal with herself?"

Jia Lang's heart suddenly overflowed with a trace of sourness, and he whispered: "They have given up on you for your sister, don't you feel resentful in your heart? Now, you want to take revenge for your sister." Are you giving up the chance too?"

Su Qing smiled wryly, shook her head, and slowly said: "How can I not complain, what if I just complain? Even if they suffer retribution at this time, I can't live again. Besides, my sister is still so young, If something happens to the parents... she can, what can she do?"

"Instead of that, I'd rather forget all of this by myself. I'm just begging my young master here to let my parents have a safe life. When they both pass away, Lord Yama will be fair and clear, and he will naturally make judgments."

Jia Lang couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and he didn't know whether what Su Qing said was right or wrong, or maybe, where did such absolute right and wrong come from in this world?

He looked at the female ghost in front of him. It was completely different from the first time he met her. She exuded a kind of light from her eyebrows and eyes. When she stood up, she seemed to have returned to the smiling lady of the family when she was alive.

"...I promise you," he said finally.

A smile slowly appeared on Su Qing's face.She gave a last salute, and followed the slightly chilly wind outside the window, all the way to the snowy sky.

Looking out of the window, Jia Lang saw big and big snowflakes falling everywhere, one by one, turning the whole world into a world of ice and snow.It seemed that all the haze had been buried by the falling snow, leaving only a clean, white patch.

Winter, finally and completely, has arrived.

In the spring of this year, Jia Lang also left the stage. In the palace examination, he articulated and answered well. He was also very young and handsome. The post of Shaoqing of Honglu Temple in Honglu Temple, he was only required to learn various affairs from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and he was not allowed to take a real job for the time being.

Anyone with a heart can see clearly that the Holy Majesty wants to reuse Jia Lang, but because he is too young, he is afraid that everyone will dissatisfy him, so he intends to cultivate him again.Knowing the holy will very well, it is inevitable that someone will come forward to flatter him, and even Mr. Jia Amnesty and Mr. Jia have had many guests in the past few days. His face is full of joy, and he always talks about his precious son. .Only Jia's mother was unhappy, and thinking that her Baoyu was really suppressed by the grandson of the big house, she became more and more angry, secretly thinking that she must marry a rich and prominent daughter-in-law for Baoyu, so as to save her life. De Baoyu lived a smooth and worry-free life.

This day, Shui Rong rode to Jia's mansion because he hadn't seen his daughter-in-law for many days, but in front of the vermilion gate, he saw Jia Lang coming side by side with a handsome young man. .

Shui Rong suddenly felt that the heads of the two stone lions in front of the door turned green.

He drove the horse forward, but Jia Lang saw him first, and smiled from afar.The young man next to him also saw it later, hurriedly got off his horse and saluted: "It turns out that it is the son, I am rude to you as an official."

Shui Rong ignored him and couldn't see him at all, so he only asked Jia Lang, "How are you doing these days?"

Jia Lang smiled and said, "It can't be better."

What do you mean can't be better?Shui Rong's heart was filled with sourness immediately, and he looked at the young man's face for a moment.Look at this face, it's as good as Hades, it's just a little boy with no masculinity at all; look at this figure, it's thin and flat, how can it compare to the tallness of yourself?Look at this attire again, all in white, it doesn't feel unlucky!

Shui Rong thought confidently, completely forgetting that he was also dressed in silver and white brocade clothes on weekdays.

In short, it is impossible to be happy when the rival of love looks at the rival of love!

You wait!If I don't teach you a lesson, I won't be able to be this fairy anymore!

The dazed gods in the sky:

[Is it my illusion?I always feel that the air is suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder...]

[How does Bengong feel, what about the rhythm of that guy who looks like he is going to jump over and hit someone? 】