[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Halfway through the exhibition, he pointed to the "Great Virtue and Weiyong" hanging high in the main hall behind him, "You were sitting at the gate just now, were you looking at that plaque? It was inscribed by my father."

"Supreme wisdom is not confused, great virtue is mediocre. I like it."

"Father has practiced this motto all his life, walking the right path, being cautious and down-to-earth. Among the three brothers and sisters of my Yang family, only the elder brother really followed his father's temperament. The third sister and I were both mischievous and mischievous since childhood. But in the end, father and elder brother We all went first, only me and my third sister were left. After my third sister grew up, I was the only one who kept the same, but I..."

He was the only one who went against the sky, exhausted all his tricks, and his actions completely fulfilled his father's wishes.

Desperate for profit, unscrupulous... He has heard these words too much in the past 300 years.He knows how he walks through the boundary between light and darkness, and the evaluation of him by the immortals cannot be wrong.Hurting others, hurting himself, and obedience and transgression are not a set of new rules that can make him forgive himself safely.

How many people end up living the way they hate the most...

"No." She looked at him seriously, under the moonlight, his long hair shone faintly, and his bright eyes were like dark and bright gemstones, which made people appreciate it enough. "No. Whether a person is sincere or not, we should not only look at the means of doing things, but also his heart. Don't you Taoists talk about 'Tao' and 'Skills'? Tao is the spirit of art, and art is the way The body of the body, the Taoist technique, the technique to obtain the Tao. Your heart is for all living beings, and what you do to protect all living beings is already a great virtue beyond the reach of all people."

The heartstrings hummed, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp, the sweet warm wine flowed down his throat, his heart seemed to be wrapped with tenderness and care from her.

"Aspirations are as firm as mountains, and paths are as smooth as water. This is exactly what you did. If you know the mountains and rivers in Sichuan, you will be gratified."

Yang Jian burst out laughing, and refilled his cup of respect: "Miss, you are full of compliments. In this life, there are always many people who scold me and few people who praise me. I am Boya, and when I meet my son, I will use these kind words." For once."

The vegetation in Yang Mansion has been infused with fairy spirit for a long time, and the wine brewed from plum blossoms is also unusual.The two chatted, boasted about business, and nostalgic for the past. Unknowingly, a large jar of wine was about to bottom out, and even Ao Cunxin, who claimed to be a huge amount, was already full of love.

"Ao Ling, let me ask you a question." He leaned slightly, and slowly approached her, spitting out the fragrance of plum and wine between his lips, "If one day you marry someone, but that person divorces you, will you still marry me?" Forgive him?"

Ao Cunxin raised her hand against a belch, and said with a stupefied smile, "Why does that person divorce me?"

"Perhaps it's because life is at the end of its rope and I can't go on."

"Then don't live it, forgive each other, and everyone is happy."

Yang Jian also laughed, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes covered with mist, "What if that person regrets it?"

Ao Cunxin smiled crookedly, "I said you drank too much, why did you ask me? I was married or divorced, how do I know what to do?"

"I want to hear from you." The deep voice carried an irresistible sincerity, warming the wind in the courtyard.

"As far as I'm concerned, what's lost doesn't come back."

Yang Jian divided the last drink between the two gold cups, "I think so too."

"Hey, I really have a whim, and I just say it out of fear of being a joke."

"Come on, I won't laugh too loudly."

Ao Cunxin approached with a smile, tugged on the fur cloak to wrap herself tighter, and whispered in her ear: "I've been thinking, is it possible... I was called 'Ao Cunxin' in my previous life?"

A thunderbolt exploded in his head, Yang Jian froze there, suddenly felt the cold wind blowing his head, as if the woman who was close to him was about to be separated from him forever.After a long while, a muffled chuckle overflowed from his throat, "What are you thinking about in your little head all day long? Could it be that you have read "Liu Yi Biography" too much?"

"Liu Yi Biography" is a legendary novel of the former dynasty. It tells the story of Liu Yi, a scholar who was not ranked in the Yifeng period, and continued to marry a dragon girl. It is widely spread in the world.

"Bah!" Ao Cunxin rebuked him and pushed him hard, raising his fist as if to hit him.

The lantern under the eaves was swaying by the wind, and the dim light swayed to tear apart the night. Yang Jian looked at her brows upside down, his heart was full of pain and tenderness, and he raised his hand to hold her high-raised wrist.

He didn't dare to answer that sentence directly, for fear of scaring away the birds that had finally returned to the nest.

The two stood in a stalemate, breathing and hearing each other.Ao Cunxin snorted first and shook off his hand.

Yang Jian smiled, and the dark lips curved gracefully under the moonlight, which was shockingly beautiful, "The pulse condition is good, and the evil spirit is basically suppressed."

Ao Cunxin stared at him resentfully, "I treat you as a serious person to make a joke with you, if you dare to tell Chanmei and Chenxiang, I will..."

"How about you?"

"I... I'll just... I'll just tell you about your visit to the brothel!" Ao Cunxin threw down a sentence and wanted to slip away, but he was really drunk, and almost fell back, Yang Jian's eyes were sharp and his hands were about to help She herself was unsteady and fell to the ground.

The two were tilted on the ground, each feeling amused.Yang Jian tugged at her sleeve and said, "Tell me clearly, when did I visit a brothel, and which girl did I date, do you have evidence?"

Ao Cunxin pulled back her sleeve, "Don't pull it, my sleeve says it doesn't like you."

Yang Jianyu's eyelashes trembled, and she looked at Ao Cunxin's long indigo dress, only to realize that she was a little too familiar.

"Does it look good? Miss Chan found it and borrowed it for me. I also saw some baby clothes in the west foot room. The color and design are for girls. Do you have a daughter?"

"We have no children."

"Chen Xiang dressed like that when she was a child?" Ao Cun Xin's expression became disgusted.

"More than 300 years ago, we adopted a child who was an orphan of a deceased person."

"and after?"

"Later... she suspected that the child was my illegitimate daughter outside, so she threw the child away."

The hoarse and helpless voice passed through the gap in the door, and most of it has disappeared, but it is still clear to the ears of those with profound mana.Chen Xiang's hand knocking on the door froze in the air, and did not move for a long while.

"What's the matter?" Xiaoyu couldn't help being puzzled when she saw Chen Xiang, who had been smiling brightly just a moment ago, suddenly looked solemn.

Chen Xiang's half-raised hand slowly lowered, his face was livid, he turned around suddenly and strode away.

"Chen Xiang, what's the matter? Father and mother are coming back soon, where are you going?" Xiaoyu didn't understand why he was so angry suddenly, and hurriedly chased him.

long night

There was a muffled sound of footsteps hurrying over the boards, and it sounded like there was only one person.Feng Yunyao woke up from her sleep, got up unhappily, thought for a while, flicked her fingers and lit the candle lamp, quickly dressed, walked through the nine-curved corridor and entered the stone gate, and she saw the black robe waiting outside the meditation room.

"Brother, is there a report on the Qishan battle?" Feng Yunyao approached quickly, staring at the scroll in the black robe's hand and said in a low voice.

Heipao's face was extremely stinky, and he didn't dare to vent the fire in his stomach loudly here. He pinched the battle report in his hand and gritted his teeth fiercely: "Nezha led [-] elite soldiers into the hinterland of our army. The rest of them will definitely wait for me." After the army encircled Nezha, they raided from the rear of our army. It’s obviously a trick, right? I just opened the outer circle and waited for them. His grandma’s, Yang Jian turned his [-] troops into [-] arrows and followed Nezha in. It's bloody mean!"

Feng Yunyao calmly expressed sympathy, "How much did our army lose?"

"Seven or eight out of ten."

"..."

The lotus petals in the sky are shining like stars.The two were silent for a moment, still not hearing Wutian's follow-up decree.Feng Yunyao secretly felt that something was wrong, her expression remained unchanged, and she asked the black robe for the battle report to let him go back first.Hei Pao believed in her deeply, so he did not ask any further questions, and resigned as promised.

"Master?" Feng Yunyao put her small face sideways on the wooden door and listened intently.

Talking about wooden doors, not wooden doors, are famous wooden doors.The powerful mana in Feng Yunyao's body was all transmitted from heaven and earth, and she could be regarded as somewhat connected with the gods. With concentration, she pulled the wooden door open with all her strength.

A monk in white clothes stood in front of Wutian and turned his head to look at the sound.

Feng Yunyao saw a face that was exactly the same as Wutian, the only difference was that the monk in white had a friendly and kind smile on his face.

She never dared to imagine that such an expression could be shown on that cold and proud face.

In an instant, the murderous intent in Wutian's eyes rose sharply, his ink sleeves fluttered, and he waved a black and purple lightning bolt. There was a loud "bang", and the monk in white immediately turned into a puff of smoke and floated into Wutian Lingtai.

Feng Yunyao stood there stunned, until she realized that Wutian almost fell back on the black lotus throne, and then she remembered that she had trespassed in the meditation room and had not pleaded guilty.

"You came just in time, distracting his mind." Wutian sat upright with his eyes down, as if he was extremely tired.

"He..." The inclusive glance flashed in front of his eyes again, as if the warmth of the whole world had poured into his heart, "Is it him who was the master's 'chronic disease'?"

This world, another Wutian?

"That's right, he is the Tathagata's 'good thoughts'. I was able to suppress his appearance before, but recently, the disciples of the Tathagata who were imprisoned in Fengdu struggled a lot, and frequently allowed him to take advantage of loopholes." Wutian stretched out his palm, Taking the battle report into his hands, his frozen face became even colder, "A bunch of trash."

"Master's Dharma body is important, don't get angry because of this. Yun Yao remembered that Master once said that this 'chronic disease' is not incurable?"

"En." Wutian Ying's eyes were half open, "The ancient great god Nuwa left a magic weapon, which was born together with the black lotus of the world when the world was created. Get rid of him, the only thing we can do now is try."

Walking out of the Shimen, Feng Yunyao pondered for a long time, then turned around and went to the three-headed Jiao, ordering him to tell Yang Jian's weakness in martial arts.The three-headed flood dragon said, "I can't explain it with empty tongues, I have to see it with my own eyes."