Seventh Pagoda

Leaving Feng Yuwei and Jia Liang in Prince Ding's Mansion is a big burden, and it's time for Jing Fulin and his party to return to the palace.

After being out for half a year, it's not that I'm afraid of chaos in the palace. With my aunt in charge, there can't be any chaos.But what Jing Fulin was afraid of was not chaos, but the lack of chaos...

After driving for a few days, I saw a chic hut head-on, with a small bamboo forest in front of the door, a few rocks, surrounded by gurgling streams, it was very simple, so I knocked on the door, wanting to stay for one night.

It was Yuanba who went up to knock on the door. Just as his hand touched the door panel, the wooden panel flipped over where it was touched, and a wooden claw was stretched out, which firmly clasped Yuanba's hand, and then there was a "creak" and "creak" sound. A door panel was removed from the door frame, dragged Yuanba for a while, and hurried back.

Yuanba couldn't react in time, and screamed, Liangfu wanted to pull behind him, but just as he took a step, the small wooden board on the sole of his foot turned over, and another wooden claw firmly clasped one of Liangfu's legs. In the next instant, Ryosuke was turned upside down and hung upside down.

Fu Dali wanted to save people, but an iron cage fell from the sky and crushed people down. Yun Jian and Qin Wan were trapped by the Broken Dragon Stone.

Jing Fulin didn't know whether it was a quick reaction or he was used to it. He pulled Yang Yulin back and retreated, but he still couldn't escape the disaster. As soon as he took a step back, he stepped on a small stone, and a net popped out from the small bamboo forest. Cage people tightly.

It's true that the entire group was caught before they even blinked...

Yuanba tried to free his hand, but Liangfu, who was hanging upside down, kept thumping.

"That... you better not move around..." a soft voice sounded.

After searching for a long time, they found that there was another person hanging from the net in a certain corner. It seemed that he had been hanging for a long time, and his words were exhausted.

"who are you?"

"I...I live here..." She looked a little embarrassed.

"Then let us down quickly!"

"Yes...I'm sorry...I can't..." This time I was really embarrassed.

Liangfu was uncomfortable hanging upside down, and after a couple of swings with all his strength, he finally grabbed the rope with his hands and lifted him upright, and then he was about to climb up the rope and find a way to get down.

After only two climbs, the rope suddenly fell down sharply, and the whole person fell to the ground with a loud bang. Before he could feel the pain, the rope rose sharply again, pulling Ryosuke to the sky with a "hula"... After tossing back and forth several times, Ryosuke's bones were about to fall apart...

The people on the Internet said cautiously with a little apology: "So, it's best not to move around... Really... This house is full of organs..." Seeing Liangfu's tragic situation, everyone settled down very wisely.

"This house was built by Pingqiao. He has been fascinated by exquisite mechanisms since he was a child. Later, he made them better and better. There are too many people looking for him. He is so disturbed every day that he simply moves out and lives in seclusion. He still devotes himself to making things every day." Various organs.

I grew up with him, and worried that he would starve to death soon if he was addicted to institutions, so I moved out with him and took care of his daily life. Counting it...it must have been more than 20 years. "Yu Qiusheng's words are gentle, and he looks like a soft-hearted person.

"I lost my mind when I went downstairs today, and I accidentally took a wrong step. I have been hanging in this net for half a day... Fortunately, you are here, and I have a companion... Ping Qiao guessed that he will be back in the evening, Don't be anxious..."

Seeing everyone's sleepy expressions, Yu Qiu whispered, "Actually, I don't have to wait for Pingqiao to come back..."

A group of people stared at him with wide eyes, and he shrank his neck: "There is a blueprint on the coffee table over there, which is the layout of the organs in this room, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the nearest Yuanba, with his right hand clasped by a wooden claw, reached for the blueprint with his left hand. As soon as he picked up the blueprint, meteor arrows shot out from the four walls of the room, densely packed, and people in the room were jumping up and down within a limited range of motion.

Fortunately, they are all trained in martial arts, and they are agile and barely dodge.

Yu Qiusheng said softly: "You have to listen to the end of the sentence... A slight change in the weight of the coffee table will trigger the mechanism of Meteor Ya, so you have to use other things to replace the blueprints and press them on the coffee table, but take other things Sometimes it will accidentally trigger a new mechanism..."

Everyone burst into tears: "Okay, that's enough, stop talking, we'll wait for someone to come back..."

In the evening, I really heard some movement in the distance, but it was not a person, but a... wooden people... a group of wooden people...

At first glance, these wooden figures are nothing more than a head, a body, two arms, and two legs. They are no different from ordinary people, but there are countless axles hidden in their big bellies, and the angle deviation of each foot drives the axles to rotate.

A wooden man is holding a basket of fresh berries with two arms, a wooden man is holding a colorful big stone, and a wooden man is holding several scrolls...

"Bada" and "Bata" walked forward, bumped into the rocks at the door, and stopped obediently one by one, and then Qian Pingqiao.

Holding a wooden flute-like thing in his hand, he blew out the sounds of phoenixes, chickadees, orioles, and evening warblers. It was really lively and lively.

Walking closer, put away the wooden flute, squatted down, and moved the small stones randomly placed at the door to form a certain fixed pattern. When the last stone was in place, the whole room began to deform.

The roof is automatically dismantled and retracted from the side, the door panels are opened and flattened, the windows are turned into terraces, all the organs are closed, and the two-storey wooden house has turned into a sky courtyard in a blink of an eye, supported by sixteen square columns. It has a wide view, is spacious and bright, and a wooden ladder on the side leads to the courtyard on the second floor.

Qian Pingqiao took the basket of fresh berries, went upstairs, let Yu Qiusheng down, handed the fresh berries to Yu Qiusheng's hand, and made two wooden dolls to beat Yu Qiusheng's back and beat With one hand, he grabbed Yu Qiusheng's ankle and pulled it into his arms to rub him: "What are you stepping on again?"

Yu Qiusheng was a little embarrassed: "I remember the wrong number of steps..."

Glancing at the group of people who had just been released from the prison and were paralyzed on the ground not wanting to move, Qian Pingqiao asked calmly, "Did you come to me?"

Yu Qiusheng quickly waved his hands: "No, they are just passing by, they are guests."

Qian Pingqiao nodded and said nothing more.

Yu Qiusheng ate berries, Qian Pingqiao rubbed his feet, and the courtyard was illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, making people feel warm and peaceful.

Everything is fine, but Ryosuke can’t stay idle, the scar is healed and he forgets the pain, he sees a small red button by his hand, it’s human nature to be unable to resist pressing the button, Ryosuke just stretched out a finger Poked that button.

The wooden board under him flipped around in a "kaka" and swung Ryosuke off the ground. His waist was almost broken when he fell, and he shivered and cried out in pain on the ground.

I don't know why, no one sympathizes with him and is ready to fish him up...

In the end, under Liangfu's bloody accusation and resistance, the group finally decided to stay here... After all, it is getting dark, and it is difficult to find shelter from the wind and rain in the wilderness.

Seeing Liangfu's expressionless face, everyone couldn't help laughing and touching Liangfu's dog's head, and then said: "If you don't die, you won't die."

Ryosuke: "..."

It seems that every board and every nail in this house can be moved at will. Qian Pingqiao tossed back and forth, only hearing "click" and "click". Seeing the shape of the house changing back and forth, he finally pressed The heads spelled out seven guest rooms for them.

It is not easy to install seven bird nests on a huge tree...

Yang Yulin's room protruded from the house, and it was the closest to the stream. He could hear the trickling water in his ears, and he was in a very light mood. What a shameless act.

The stream washes over the rocks and makes a pleasant sound. Yang Yulin feels in a daze as if she is sleeping under a big tree by the stream. In the hazy moonlight, a white wolf and a white deer come wading through the water, leaning their necks to kiss beside her. Rubbing against each other, such a familiar gesture made Yang Yulin feel nostalgic in her heart, and her mind was peacefully drowsy...

"I heard that Abbot Lei Yin from Zhaoran Temple is coming to the palace to give lectures. My God! I can't believe it!"

"Yes, yes, Abbot Lei Yin is a rare handsome man in 500 years!"

"Hey, hey, Buddhism is pure, don't talk nonsense...but he really looks good..."

A group of young maids hid at the base of the wall, watching a monk slowly approaching in the distance, and couldn't help chatting in a low voice.

Lei Yin, the most proud closed disciple of the abbot of Zhaoran Temple, was so proud that he defied all opinions and passed on the position of abbot of Zhaoran Temple to Lei Yin when he was 24 years old.

Have you ever heard of a temple whose abbot is only in his early 20s?Zhaoran Temple.

Have you ever seen the abbot of which temple can be so beautiful?Zhaoran Temple.

Nine out of ten people who went to Zhaoran Temple to offer incense, ranging from court ladies and famous daughters to ordinary women and country girls, went to Lei Yin. In recent years, the incense at Zhaoran Temple has been particularly prosperous.

Right now, as the eminent monk with the most profound Buddhist principles and sharpest words in the entire Dazhaoran Temple, Lei Yin was ordered to enter the palace to give lectures on the "Nirvana Sutra".

The palace walls of red bricks and black tiles, the magnificent carved beams and painted buildings, Lei Yin's white robes, the whole body is filled with solemn and cold demeanor, so white and clean, like a handful of snow on a high mountain, a natural kind of lofty and repulsive. breath.

It's a pity that he is really good-looking, and the cold eyebrows and eyes are amazing, forcing people to dare not look directly at them, but at the same time they can't help but look back frequently, unconsciously, there is a certain feeling that the more you press down, the more your head will pop out Come here without thinking.

When Emperor Wenxuan Qi Yang saw Lei Yin for the first time in Baohua Hall, Lei Yin was waiting with his eyes closed for the officials who were listening to the sutras to come one after another.

The skylight shone down from the roof and hit Lei Yin's face. Half of his face was bathed in the skylight. His precious face was as solemn as a nine-day Bodhisattva.

The unreasonable thoughts in Emperor Wenxuan's heart were like spring buds breaking through the soil in March, growing clumps in the vast heart, and after harvesting, another crop would emerge again, which was unstoppable.

He teased him with a three-pointed joke: "I have heard people in the palace say that Abbot Lei Yin of Zhaoran Temple is a rare beauty in 500 years. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation."

Lei Yin suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Qi Yang indifferently, then frowned, the slender eyebrows slanted into his temples, and the sullen black pupils were solemn, ruthless, fierce One of Baba's stares made Qi Yang's heartbeat almost stop when he stared at him.

After finally recovering, he restrained his palpitations, stabilized his breath, and went to apologize to others. He never dared to speak frivolously, but he always recalled the stare of others, which made him want to do it again involuntarily. Something more egregious and intolerable...

What kind of thing?Qi Yang didn't think deeply.