Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Two days later, Beijing.

A big silver Benz slowly stopped downstairs, Yu Jingzhong turned off the engine, took out a box of special for Zhonghua from his pocket, smoked one himself, and handed it to Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui sat in the co-pilot with a stand-up collar windbreaker and looked indifferent. He took a cigarette and lit it up, taking a deep breath.

"Brother, listen to me." Yu Jingzhong took off his sunglasses, and said earnestly: "Don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more uncomfortable you will be. If it's hard to be alone at home, come and live with me for a while. Don't you like little girls? Our Minmin will bring you..."

Zhou Hui seemed to wake up suddenly from contemplation, "Huh?" and waved his hand.

"No... no need."

His face looked very strange, it was not as sad and angry as Yu Jingzhong imagined, on the contrary, it was more of a kind of thinking - just don't know what this man whose wife ran away for the second time can think about it at this time, in exchange for The average person has had a cerebral hemorrhage.

Yu Jingzhong scrutinized his expression carefully, and tentatively said for a while: "Or...Wu Bei has been arranged to stay in a hospital under the special department. If you are fine, go and see him with me?"

"No. When the second child was dying on the road, he asked me to stop and buy him a book of Tagore's poems. He can't die."

"...Oh, then - Yan Lanyu's birthday will be in a while, I invite everyone to get together, are you coming?"

Zhou Hui's expression was still lazy, "Let's talk about it later, don't forget to remind me to give the little beauty a red envelope."

He seemed to be a little absent-minded about everything, which made Yu Jingzhong very worried, but he didn't know how to persuade him. After silently smoking half a cigarette, he patted him on the shoulder hesitantly: "—Brother, Take it easy, or I'll sign you up for a ten-day tour in Lijiang, Yunnan..."

"Looking for Yan Yu?" Zhou Hui smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry about me. I just...some things I can't figure out, and I suddenly feel that maybe I can find the answer at home."

Yu Jingzhong was a little dazed, but Zhou Hui got out of the car, waved to him, and left without looking back.

Zhou Hui opened the door and stood in the empty living room.

Even though he had only been away for a few days, it seemed like he hadn't been back for a long time. This home suddenly became so empty and strange.The sunset glow passes through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the balcony, and is reflected on the wooden floor, giving off a warm and old halo; on the tea table in front of the sofa, the rose buds inserted in the water before leaving have opened, and they are in full bloom at this time.

However, the person with messy long hair, beautiful and pale face, who was always curled up on the sofa and drowsy was gone.

Zhou Hui walked to the sofa and sat down, quietly looking at the empty sofa beside him.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, and slowly and gently stroked the empty figure in the air.

"Phoenix..." he said softly, with a gentle and tender tone.

In fact, he can't remember the last time he called Phoenix with such a warm and unscrupulous tone.He has been wearing a vigilant, violent mask for too long, so long that he has almost forgotten how to be a considerate lover, and is only used to being a jailer burned to the point of being possessive.

Since when did this little phoenix plan to escape while suppressing extreme reluctance?

Since when did he silently observe and evaluate his every move, so as to constantly guess the mind of this ruthless jailer, and finally decide to hide all the secrets deep in his heart?

——The way of heaven full of treacherous atmosphere, the sea of ​​blood showing ferocious faces, the parents and children screaming in Wan Leiqi, and the fate waiting in front of you with evil intentions and ulterior motives approaching step by step...

Was he ever afraid when he decided to bear all this alone?

His body was so weak that even his bone marrow lost its temperature, but he was pierced with a golden ring lock that could control his health below a certain level again; he was besieged in all directions, but he still had to bear the worry of being abandoned by his only lover, The dull pain was burning like a raging fire, but I couldn't express a single word...

Has he ever been chilled?

In what mood did he say "I may not die if I do some things, but you will surely die if you know it"?

Was there ever, even for a second, when he was disappointed by his partner's incompetence?

The last ray of the setting sun disappears behind the horizon, the sky and the earth are boundless, the twilight merges, and the endless night is coming.

Zhou Hui buried his face deeply in his hands, and the moment the sunset glow faded, he looked like a statue hidden in the darkness.

The way of heaven is treacherous, all living beings are numerous, and the road ahead is as obscure as a mist.

Maybe the story has gone in the wrong direction from the very beginning, maybe the moment when Maha was condemned by God and he stood by was doomed to a tragic ending; now Phoenix has left, leaving him standing helplessly in the same place .

Zhou Hui moved, finally raised his head, and then stood up.

His figure in the dark is very lonely, even somewhat precarious.After a while, he walked towards the bedroom, paused at the door, did not turn on the light, and went straight to the bedside table.

——Just like tens of thousands of couples in the world, they have a bedside table for each person on both sides of the big bed in their bedroom. Unbreakable spell.

Zhou Hui tore off the forbidden talisman, opened the drawer on the bottom floor, and took out a silver box inside.

He opened the box, and the crimson shards glowed beautifully in the dark.

It was the soul fragment he took back from the Snow Mountain Goddess, and he planned to return it to Chuhe, but Shakti said something that made him change his mind: "——this is unbearable? There are more exciting things below. .”

He pondered over and over for a long time, should he erase the matter as if he didn't know, or pry into Fenghuang's unknown memory again, and learn about the history that is powerless but extremely embarrassing?

Intellectually, he knew that he should respect each other's space, and there must have been events in the sea of ​​blood that he didn't want Phoenix to know, but emotionally, he struggled so much that he hesitated for a long time, and finally missed the opportunity to exchange the soul fragments back.

And Chuhe didn't think of it later, his spirit was too weak, and thinking about it for a while would make him drowsy, and he couldn't take care of many details.

Zhou Hui picked up the fragment and held it up to his eyes.

"Some things I may not die if I do them, but you will definitely die if you know it"...

——However, death is not terrible, and the long and endless waiting is the source of fear.

Zhou Hui closed his eyes, and in the next second, he crushed his soul forcefully.

A brilliant golden-red halo suddenly rose in the entire room, and tens of thousands of light spots swam and danced, transforming into endless towering glaciers in the void.

——The Way of Heaven, Mount Sumeru.

·

The temple hangs across the mountain stream, and countless huge golden silk trees are built into the suspended plank road, just like a long bridge across the sky.King Fenghuang walked along the railing carved with flying sky, the abyss was beneath his feet, his robe sleeves and long skirt fluttered in the wind.

The little novice eagerly chased after him: "Your Highness! Wait a minute, Your Highness, Venerable Bati is in the front hall of the Buddhist hall..."

However, King Phoenix Ming did not look back.

He walked down the plank road, climbed up the white jade steps, went straight to the top of Xuebao Mountain, and stood in front of the nine-zhang gate of the Buddhist hall that reached into the clouds.

The huge front hall is deep and empty, surrounded by cigarette smoke, all the venerables are high on the lotus seat, and King Jiang III is standing in front of the futon.

"Phoenix King Ming," Venerable Bati's voice came from high above the sky: "Little novice said that you released the blood sea monster captured by the Buddha under the vajra bell, is it true?"

Behind Fenghuang is the world of high mountains, white snow and glazed glass. He stood in front of the majestic Buddhist hall, his temple hair was mixed with tiny ice slags, shining slightly like brilliant diamonds.

His face was as cold as ice and snow, unable to find a trace of expression, he said after a while: "Yes."

"why?"

"...No reason."

There was silence all around, and it took a while to hear Venerable Bhati ask, "What do you mean?"

Fenghuang said: "There is no reason, just let it go if you want."

The venerables lowered their heads from the high rosettes and looked at the Phoenix King standing upright in front of the main hall.Some emotions in the corners of his eyes seemed to be well hidden, and he couldn't see anything clearly from such a long distance.

"Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive if you violate the prohibition privately?" Bati Venerable asked.

Phoenix suddenly laughed.

The smile was so subtle that you wouldn't even notice it if you didn't look carefully.At the same time, the weirdness in that smile was so obvious, if you had to describe it, it was even a little provocative...even contemptuous.

"Yes," he said, "I will be punished instead of that monster."

·

The Vajra Bell is ten feet high, and it rings 99 times every four hours. The sound of the bell resounds through the entire Mount Sumeru in a huge earthquake.

Since ancient times, only monks who have committed serious crimes will be thrown into the bell. When the big bell rings, their muscles and bones will be broken, their flesh and blood will be shattered and they will be shocked to death.

Fenghuang sat upright in the big bell, King Jiang III held the magic pestle in his hand, and watched him quietly.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooping lightly, his pure white robe spread out like a thousand layers of petals, his hair fell on his hem like a waterfall, emitting a faint lotus fragrance from the gaps.

Such a serene face, as if the flash of hostility in his expression just now, is as absurd as an illusion.

"Are you sure?" King Jiang III asked.

"..."

"If you catch that monster back from the lower realms to be punished, you can still avoid the bell punishment..."

But Phoenix still didn't say a word.

Ming Wang Jiang III finally turned his eyes away, put down the bell jar after a long time, and raised the demon pestle high amidst the muffled sound of the bell's rim colliding with the ground.

——The first bell rang throughout Mount Sumeru.

The loud noise went straight into the brain, and Fenghuang's whole body was shaken.

Then came the second ring.

Third ring.

The bells sounded more and more frequently, like thousands of troops galloping past, and like billions of thunderbolts falling from the sky.Fenghuang covered his ears amidst the violent shock, only to feel his eardrums rang wildly, and the blood in his whole body was retrograde to the top.

No.40 nine rings, ring.

In the darkness, the earth shook, the rocks cracked, and the fire burst from the center of the earth, sweeping upwards wrapped in magic breath.

The flame roared and danced wildly in the vajra bell, transforming into a grand scene of hell, and the monster opened its bloody mouth in the raging fire, roaring wantonly!

No.60 nine rings, No.70 rings.

The ringing of the diamond bell strangled every inch of bone into pieces and shattered the brain into pulp.In the excruciatingly painful illusion, all the bells of the sky and demons vibrate together, ghosts and monsters come out, the ghosts of the hungry ghosts struggle to stretch out their bone claws from the gate of hell, and the sea of ​​blood stirs up a big wave that boils against the sky——

Phoenix King Ming finally couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood!

The next second, a familiar figure appeared in the flames of hell, reaching out to support Phoenix's chin in mid-air.

——That turned out to be Sakyamuni!

Sakyamuni was condescending, staring at the phoenix without saying a word, and his cassock fluttered wildly in the black flames.After a while, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on that pale cheek, and asked, "Why did you let that monster go?"

"..."

"You don't believe me anymore, do you?"

The shadow of Sakyamuni was reflected in Fenghuang's painful eyes, and he said hoarsely for a while, "I..."

The subduing magic pestle hit the bronze clock face hard, causing his thin body to tremble violently.

"……I just……"

"You just don't believe me anymore," Sakyamuni leaned down and whispered in his ear.

There was no disappointment or surprise in Shakya's eyes, just a conniving smile like many years ago.

The smile was exactly the same as in memory, but there seemed to be an indescribable difference.Fenghuang stared at him, his eyes trembling slightly, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood that welled up his throat, and carefully observed the face in front of him without letting go of even the smallest details.

Yes, he hasn't changed.

Time has not left any traces on Sakyamuni. The man who raised him has been the same for thousands of years, and has remained unchanged forever in the underworld of the colorless sky.

——The eyes of the phoenix changed.

"You have come into contact with more people, seen more things, you have experienced more scenery in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and now you recall the past in your memory..."

Sakyamuni stroked Phoenix's temples lightly, as intimacy as in that distant boyhood, held him tenderly in his arms, combed his long hair that was as gentle and soft as running water, and then lightly stamped on his reddish cheeks. next kiss.

So many deliberate lingering, so many dangerously affectionate styles.

"...you discovered bits and pieces that you hadn't discovered in the past, your thoughts were gradually shaken by countless flaws, and your beliefs collapsed as more and more truths were revealed..."

Sakyamuni gave his usual smile.

——That smile once made the young little Phoenix indulge in deadly warmth, but looking back now, there is a shocking chill hidden in the subtleties.

Fenghuang panted violently, turned his eyes away, and turned his head away the next moment when he was pressed against his cheek.

"Is the wavering of faith so painful?" Sakyamuni asked, seeming to find it interesting.

"Since this is the case, wouldn't it be good to keep believing?"

The bell was still ringing, every blow mercilessly drilled into the brain, shattering the internal organs into blood foam.

Fenghuang opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, blood flowed from the corner of his lips to his chin, leaving shocking marks on his neck.

"It's you..." he hoarsely said, "You deliberately lured...I like you..."

Sakyamuni's eyes became more tender, almost to the point of being unscrupulous.

"But you're still in love with me, aren't you, Little Phoenix?"

The No. 90 eighth sound reverberated heavily, and the invisible force shook the phoenix forward. A mouthful of thick blood sprayed a large area of ​​his clothes, and even splashed mottled on Sakyamuni's wrists and sleeves.

But Sakyamuni didn't care, and raised Phoenix's beautiful face mottled with tears.

"Your pain comes from reluctance. No matter how ugly the truth is, you still cling to that last belief and don't want to let go..."

"It's so pitiful... After all, that is your only warmth, my little Phoenix."

Panting for breath, Fenghuang finally raised his last strength out of nowhere, and said furiously, "—let me go!"

He opened Sakyamuni's hand and struggled to stand up, but his disheveled hair and snow-white clothes fell to the ground, and his cramped fingers couldn't even grab the ground.He looked so embarrassed, Sakyamuni looked down at him with admiring eyes, and after a while he bent down in the black fire, and finally kissed Fenghuang's cold forehead.

"I treat you with the same heart," he said affectionately, "as before."

He took half a step back, smiled, and disappeared into the void.

——At the same moment, a golden light enveloped the figure and flew out of the big clock, and suddenly went straight to the sky!

No. 90 outside the clock, King Jiang III, who raised the magic pestle nine times, seemed to suddenly see something terrible, stopped his movements suddenly, and looked at the sky in astonishment—only auspicious clouds rolled suddenly, followed by a stronger golden light Flying from the sky, it shattered the King Kong Bell!

--boom!

The big clock shattered, and tens of thousands of bronze pieces were shaken off, making an overwhelming bang.

The golden light gathered at the side of King Phoenix Ming and turned into a protective cover, blocking all the splashing copper pieces during the shaking!

King Jiang III stepped back suddenly, and the Jiangmo pestle fell to the ground with a bang, "This... this... this is—?!"

Venerable Bhatti descended from the lotus seat, threw the beads in the air, and instantly turned into an enchantment barrier stretching across the sky.The white light shines brilliantly in the sky, forcibly suppressing the shaking Mount Sumeru amidst the loud noise!

King Jiang III stepped forward quickly: "—Honorable One!"

Venerable Bati took a long breath, and after the shock subsided completely, he took back the beads and bowed to the sky.

"My lord, that...just now that was..."

"That's the Buddha's light." Bati said quietly, turning her eyes to the phoenix kneeling on the ground in the bronze ruins, coughing up blood.

There seemed to be some kind of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left after a while.

·

The thousand-year-old vajra bell on Mount Sumeru was turned into powder. However, King Fenghuang Ming was seriously injured after enduring 98 ringings.

This may be a good thing for him, because the time has come for Mount Sumeru to send troops to attack Asura Dao again.

Everyone knows that King Fenghuang Ming does not like to go to the four evil realms more and more in recent years. In the early years, he who purd the sea of ​​blood and emptied the hell seemed to have gradually calmed down over thousands of years. More time, he just sat Under the twin whirling trees, quietly watching the mountains in the distance, and the human world further away.

At this time, Tiandao attacked the demon world more and more frequently, and even reached the point where the demon species were almost wiped out.

After the Great Asura King was shot to death by a phoenix arrow in the sea of ​​blood, the four evil ways have been sluggish for thousands of years. It was not until a gray-clothed Asura named Fanluo cultivated the secret method and dominated the evil way in recent years that he gradually fought against the way of heaven. Breathe a sigh of relief during the conquest.

In order to promote the righteous Dharma, the Heavenly Dao sent five great Ming kings to take turns to attack the four evil ways; and in order to replenish resources and gain respite, the Demonic Dao intensified its erosion of the human world. It is said that many countries in the human world have reached the point of desolation.

Conquest is like a nightmarish vortex, endless and endless.

Looking up at the sky from the top of Xuebao Mountain, there is no end to what you can see, and the sky is like washed tile blue.Not far away, there are continuous snow-capped mountains, like black dragons entrenched in the sky, reflecting the crystal-clear brilliance of thousands of years of snow.

Phoenix King Ming lives here.

He grew up here, and it is said that it is the closest place to the Colorless Heaven of God Realm.

Fenghuang reclined under the two whirling trees to heal his wounds, in front of him was the surface of a lake like a glass mirror.

It is said that the lake here is very warm, so the lakeside is full of thousands of flowers, like a huge and magnificent gemstone on the glacier; however, it is always difficult for outsiders to prove this legend, after all, this Forbidden place to set foot in.

Looking at the human world in the world of mortals outside the distant mountains, Fenghuang's gaze under his slender eyelashes was as calm as water, and he didn't turn his head back for a while before asking: "——Are you here to let me fight, Your Honor?"

Venerable Bhati appeared behind the twin whirling trees, clasped his hands together and made a bow.

"What are you thinking?" He asked without answering.

Fenghuang sighed softly, finally turned his eyes away from the distant human world, turned to Venerable Bhati and returned a salute.

"Let me guess..." The venerable said leisurely: "You are thinking about why the human world is in turmoil and wandering, starving for thousands of miles; you are thinking about why the demon world is full of mourning and fighting; The paradise of the Buddha has now become the overlord of the nine heavens, ten earths and six realms..."

"No," Fenghuang said, "I don't think about those anymore."

Venerable Bati looked at him, but he smiled slightly.

The smile was very light, passing from the lips like a feather, so fast that it was an illusion.

"I'm thinking... If the so-called right way and power can make people send troops to crusade and fight endlessly, why do some things that are worthless make people use countless scheming to calculate and monopolize them?"

The Venerable Bhatti asked, "Are you talking about love?"

Phoenix didn't answer.

"Love is not something that everyone can have." The Venerable said indifferently, "Love is the most ordinary, the most ordinary, and the least worth a penny... However, some people are destined not to have it. This kind of person sees others dedicating themselves in front of him. I feel contemptuous and envious at the same time, I want to accept it but I can't respond, so I worry that this love will be put on hold by myself for a long time, and it will be dedicated to others..."

Phoenix's face changed slightly.

The Venerable Bhatti turned a blind eye:

"So in order to monopolize it, you must use countless scheming and calculations to replace the response, so that this love will be in front of your eyes for a long time, so that it will not be taken away by others in the long years to come..."

Fenghuang finally stood up and stopped: "—Honorable One!"

Venerable Bati suddenly stopped talking.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and the atmosphere was terribly tense, as if even the flowing air froze.

"Don't say that...don't talk about Sakyamuni like that." After a long while, Fenghuang said softly: "You and I will never talk about this kind of thing in the future."

He took half a step back, as if he wanted to turn around and continue the practice that had been silent for hundreds of years, but at this moment, Venerable Bhati suddenly stopped him: "No, I just said this on purpose today—I think After studying the cause and effect of the next 3000 years, some things were discovered."

He paused, seemingly hesitant, but still said:

"... about your eldest son."

Fenghuang paused, then turned around in surprise: "Eldest son?"

"You are Huang in your true form," Venerable Bati said very naturally, "—Huang will have two sons, and the eldest son is very evil, which will be disadvantageous to the Buddha. I can only look back 3000 years. I don't know what the disadvantage is, but There are always people who are more advanced in practice than me and can see a farther future...perhaps a very turbulent and terrifying future."

Phoenix looked stunned, not knowing how to react.

For a moment, he even thought Venerable Bati was joking, but the latter's eyes were calm and serious.

"but why……"

"how?"

"...You have no pity in your eyes." Fenghuang frowned, his slender eyebrows were a little puzzled: "Shouldn't venerables like you who can see cause and effect have pity in their eyes at all times? Because everything that happens in your eyes It’s all suffering, and the catastrophe in the next 3000 years is even more boundless, and we need you to cross it.”

Venerable Bati didn't know what to say for a moment, so that he showed a look of astonishment.

It was really unusual for this kind of expression to appear on the faces of people who claim to be of great wisdom and great compassion. Phoenix Ming Wang stared at him, turned his head slightly, and waited for his answer.

"...I can't feel pity," Venerable Bhati finally admitted after a long time, "because I will also be involved in this catastrophe."

When he said this, his eyes were full of helplessness that could not be concealed.

Phoenix instantly felt a little ridiculous.

"The cause and effect that I can see, the person with a higher level of practice than me can naturally see it, so I will remind you to be careful. You have been indulging in wrong feelings for too long, I think it should be difficult for you to see more matter……"

Venerable Bhati folded his palms together and recited a Buddha's mantra:

"Too much has been said today, so let's take my leave."

Bati turned around and walked down the mountain. Fenghuang stood there in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly stepped forward two steps: "My lord!"

Bati stopped walking.

"You said that I have two sons..." Fenghuang paused for a moment, seeming to be a bit embarrassed, but finally asked, "With whom did I live with?"

Bati turned around.

For a moment, Fenghuang thought that he would see a slight reproach like a serious superior, or a smiling expression like a kind elder, but then he realized that he was wrong.

Venerable Bati's eyes were a little confused.

"I don't know," he said, "that man...he's not in karma."

·

He is not in karma.

Fenghuang sat in the hall late at night thinking about these words, the cold moonlight was reflected on the bluestone pillars, giving off a faint light.

Covered in a loose robe, he curled himself up, and his long, soft hair was laid on the bed.

The vast starry sky and glaciers are thousands of miles outside the main hall, and he is alone in the main hall. The chill seems to come out from every corner and every crack of every floor tile, freezing him from the inside to the outside, inch by inch into ice.

I just don't want to be alone...he thought.

He was indeed not alone many years ago, although no one cared about him, no one paid attention to him, but at least he still had Shakya.He and Sakyamuni, in the place closest to the colorless sky of the God Realm, in this ice and snow world far away from the world and human habitation, rely on each other and depend on each other to survive the long and endless winters.

—but now it's all gone.

No matter how ugly the truth is, I still hold on tightly and don't want to let go, because after all, it is the only warmth.

Fenghuang hugged his knees, rested his chin on his arms, and stared blankly at the cold bright moon outside the hall.

He often sinks into nightmares and reality. On the one hand, there are all kinds of incomprehension and embarrassment that he gradually realizes as he grows up; on the other hand, there is a long and ubiquitous loneliness, which reminds him cruelly every moment, If he abandons the false warmth, he will have nothing from the beginning to the end.

Nothing.

What a terrible thing that is.

He sometimes deliberately numbs himself in the middle of the night, deceiving himself that all lies do not exist, and in a trance, he has the illusion that he is still loved by someone.However, the cruel truth emerges from the nightmare from time to time, revealing a small corner of the injury, allowing him to see the dripping flesh and blood rotten to the bone.

Under this kind of repeated torture day after day, sometimes he even wondered why he was still alive. Although the surface was stunningly beautiful, he was like a frozen walking corpse inside, with no life except breathing.

The pain with no end in sight like a blunt knife cutting flesh and the length of eternal life made him even have the idea that it would be great if Shakya hadn’t lied to me, or if Shakya could come back and continue to lie to me—— He really has no one else to think about, except for Sakyamuni, which is an absolutely vast barrenness.

He thought that such barrenness would last until the end of his eternal life.

Until today, Bati told him that there is still a person who is not in karma, who will appear in his life like a magic soldier and give birth to two children with him.

Fenghuang leaned on the cold bed, and slowly lost his mind.

What would it be like if it were not in karma?

Is it human?demon?

Or a ghost?

Whatever it is, whatever the creature is.As long as there is a person who will not have to comfort himself with false lies in the endless night afterward, anything will do.

——Then, what will happen to her two children?Fenghuang pushed back the long hair that fell to the side of his face, and couldn't help thinking.

Will it look a lot like myself?Will you be obedient?

Will they grow up with each other?

He looked down at his slender hands.These hands have once ridden tens of thousands of wraiths, killed countless monsters, and stained countless blood for the so-called "righteous way" that even he himself was confused; but from now on, they finally have a real use .

They can take care of and protect his children, and keep all disasters and accidents out of the children's sight forever.

The mysterious, uncaused man can leave at any moment, but his own blood never leaves.

Fenghuang closed his eyes in unparalleled peace of mind, and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

It was the first time in years that he had actually fallen asleep instead of opening his eyes in the freezing cold and waiting for the dawn.He even had a dream, dreaming that when he was young, he snuggled up with Sakyamuni and watched the Milky Way across the sky. The temperature in the dream seemed to be soaked in the warm current in the cold winter, which made people almost cry; suddenly Sakyamuni's face changed again. It became a person with a blurry face, with a safe embrace and firm arms, and a hot and long breath, as if it could accompany him for a long, long time.

Fenghuang felt very happy in his sleep and couldn't help curling himself into a ball.

But then, a trace of vigilance against danger pierced his consciousness like a pinprick, causing his eyelids to move in sleep.

—the breath of a human being.

Someone was standing by his bed.

Fenghuang suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a tall and familiar person standing in the dark with his backlight, his eyes were extremely oppressive, and he was staring at him closely.

——That turned out to be King Jiang III.

Chapter 51 When he knelt in front of the Buddha, what he was thinking about was how that person would walk out of the crowd and come to him

Fenghuang suddenly sat up, squinted his eyes and stared at King Jiang III Ming, and asked, "Why are you here?"

——This is the top of Xuebao Mountain, very close to the Buddhist hall, and it is a forbidden area of ​​Mount Sumeru. It stands to reason that ordinary people cannot go up.Only the phoenix, as an immemorial divine bird that used to live in the highlands, grew up here in isolation, and is no longer used to living in the 33rd floor, so he has always lived here.

No matter how you explain it, it is too weird for Jiang III to appear here late at night.

"...Someone told me to come up." Jiang III King Ming was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you dreaming just now?"

Phoenix frowned.

"I see you smiling."

Fenghuang blinked and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so he could only ask, "Who told you to come up?"

Jiang III did not answer.

"...If you have nothing to do, you can go."

However, Jiang Sanshi still didn't speak or move, his eyes were extremely bright in the dark, so bright that it even made people feel ominous.

Phoenix's breathing gradually became deeper and longer.

He has a lot of experience in going to the sea of ​​blood in the entire Heavenly Dao, and he has seen too many postures of big demons before attacking. It feels too similar to King Jiang III in front of him now, and it gives people a chilling premonition.

He squinted his slender eyelashes, subconsciously tensed up, and asked coldly, "Are you still leaving?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, King Ming III moved, but instead of retreating, he stretched out his hand and brushed the hair on the side of Fenghuang's face behind his ear.

This action made Phoenix's first reaction not to be vigilant or angry, but stunned—a kind of stunned at a loss.He didn't even react, and saw Jiang III bent one leg, half kneeling on the bed, and the hand that lifted his hair was also lightly placed on his shoulder.

"Don't blame me," he said, "I just..."

Fenghuang suddenly stood up, and pushed Jiang Sanshi down with one palm!

"What are you doing! Go away!"

Jiang Sanshi staggered on the ground before he stood still, his expression seemed a little sad, but he couldn't tell whether it was because he was really pushed away without thinking, or because of something else.

At this time, Fenghuang didn't have any intention to pay attention to his reaction, got off the bed and walked outside.When the sleeves of his robe were raised, the scent of water lilies was released under the moonlight. The moment he passed by, Jiang Sanshi suddenly grabbed his hand: "Wait! Phoenix, wait, are you really Not at all..."

He stared straight into Fenghuang's eyes, as if possessed by a demon for an instant, and asked in a strange way: "...Did you not think about me at all?"

Fenghuang's answer was to shake his hand vigorously: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

This answer without any hesitation at all stimulated King Jiang III Ming to some extent, turning all his hesitation and guilt into subtle anger.He grabbed Fenghuang by the wrist and dragged him back. During the struggle, they both fell to the ground. As soon as Fenghuang kicked him away, he rushed out, but in the confusion, Jiang III caught his hair and fell back on the smooth and cold floor tiles .

"Are you sick? Go away!"

Jiang Sanshi's answer was to press down on his thin body, half of his face was hidden in the shadow under the moonlight, and he looked a little scary: "Do you know why I appear here?"

"you……"

"Because you don't care about me at all, no, you don't care about anyone except that person, but you are more bored and disgusted with me, so the possibility of you liking me is the lowest, and you will always be like this vice……"

Fenghuang pushed Jiang Sanshi away with all his strength, but in the next second he flipped over and pressed him down again, and the back of his head hit the ground with a thud in the confusion.

That blow was so ruthless that his vision was blurred due to the severe pain.

"...They all look so innocent and indifferent, no one cares about you, and you don't care about anyone..."

Jiang III grabbed Fenghuang's hair and forced him to raise his head, looking fascinated at his neck that was so white that it was almost transparent under the moonlight.

"Who will make you care more, huh? Only that Sakyamuni, or including your future children?"

At that moment, Phoenix's dizzy and dizzy pupils tightened, and he finally understood what was going on with all this absurdity, but the sudden guess was too terrifying, and his first reaction was to not believe it.

No...impossible, not like this.

Even if you keep lying to me, it's not like this...

"Yes, it's exactly what you think." Jiang III said cruelly, seeing Fenghuang's face that was blank because of being too unbelievable, a distorted pleasure flashed in his heart instantly.

"I already told you that the person ordered me to come, understand? The eldest son is at a great disadvantage to the Buddha. The only way to completely eliminate the possibility of this great disadvantage is to completely eliminate cause and effect, and strangle your so-called eldest son to death in the buddha." Infancy...that's why I came here, instead of allowing you to have an eldest son with an unknown person, it's better to be with someone you don't like at all, and there is no way to divide your blind attachment..."

Fenghuang's eyes widened, his lips trembled slightly, as if he couldn't make a sound.

"Look, you are so naive." Jiang Sanshi stroked his face,