The old fox who married into a wealthy family

The lobby of the apartment where Yuanjian lives has been completely arranged to look like a Buddhist hall. In the center is a golden statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, one person tall. Buddha incense is burning in front of the golden statue, and two futons are placed on the ground. any other furniture.

The doors and windows here are closed, and Buddhist incense is burned, so a sandalwood fragrance so thick that it makes people feel stuffy permeates the entire space.

Yuanjian sat cross-legged on the futon, compared to the high-spirited person who just arrived in Fengcheng, now he looks a lot thinner and depressed, his eyes are red, and his eyes are dark gray.

Of the 54 jasper Buddha beads coiled around his wrist, most of the precious light has dissipated and cracks are everywhere, turning from translucent green to stone-like bluish white, and less than [-] beads remain in their original color.

This string of Buddha beads is a ceremony of apprenticeship given to him by King Mulong after he personally shaved him.

He also knows that this thing is extraordinary. He has been wearing it since he was a child, chanting scriptures, sitting down, counting beads to purify his heart, and offering it to the Buddha when he falls asleep at night. Human beads support each other. This has been the case for more than ten years. .

Now most of the natal prayer beads have been destroyed, and the two sides have had several tug-of-wars in the past two months. He and the evil man who has never met have not yet won the battle, so naturally he began to understand that something was wrong.

But what can he do?

Do you want to admit defeat to that evil man?

Fighting to such an extent, the two sides have formed a deep hatred, even if he is willing, the evil man may not be willing.

Looking for help from the teacher?

According to the rules of the Dragon King's lineage, each of them follows cause and effect and must not interfere with each other.Besides, he left the temple without the master's permission, so what face did he have to go back to ask for help.

Yuanjian regretted his previous blind self-confidence and impulsiveness, but unfortunately there was no way back.

In addition, he still had a fluke mentality, thinking that the evil warrior had been at loggerheads with him for two months, and no one really could do anything to win anyone.

During the period, the evil warrior even lost to his spells and retreated a few times. Presumably, the two people's abilities should be evenly matched. The final outcome is unknown. Now.

There is no wind in the closed room hall, and the smoke produced after the Buddha incense was ignited before showed a normal straight upward divergence state.

However, at the next moment, the overhead light on the ceiling dimmed without warning, and the shape of the Buddha smoke became crooked, tangled, and condensed into a grinning skull shape.

Dozens of black shadows with no faces and no hair, long bald tails, skinny hands and feet with sharp nails, crawled out of the dark corners of the room one by one, towards the place where Yuanjian sat cross-legged. screeching noise.

Again.

Since it cannot be avoided, it can only be faced.

Yuanjian breathed out a long breath, and made a seal with his hands on his chest. A dozen or so blue buddha beads were still kept on his wrists, and their brilliance suddenly flourished, exuding the brilliance and righteousness of Buddhism.

It's just that his already ashen complexion turned ugly, and there was blood on his lips slowly sliding down his chin.

……

For Yuanjian's matter, Ji Xiu'an booked a plane ticket to come to the Dragon Temple in T country, intending to ask the Dragon King for help.

However, when I came to the Mulong Temple, I saw that the red-roofed and black-walled temple was covered with long white banners, waving in the wind.

The monks and pilgrims of the Muayron Temple always wear black clothes to show their respect for the Buddha and Bodhisattva, which is also the symbol of the lineage of Muayron King.But as far as the eye can see, the people coming and going in front of the temple gate, both monks and laymen, have changed into white robes.

Ji Xiu'an's heart skipped a beat immediately, and he walked quickly to the temple gate, just in time to see Zhang's familiar face.

The bald little novice monk who had rejected him for the Dragon King before, wore a white monk robe, and stood at the gate of the temple with his palms folded to welcome and send off the guests, with neither sad nor happy expression.

"Little Master."

Ji Xiu'an stood still opposite the little novice, and asked him: "What's going on?"

The little novice also remembered Ji Xiu'an, so he bowed to him, and said: "The master sits down, Ji benefactor is a predestined person, just in time to give him a ride."

"What?!" Ji Xiu'an was shocked, "How could there be no news about such a big event?"

"My teacher was cremated the night before yesterday. He left his last words saying that there is no need to spread the news to the outside world. After cremation, he was directly buried in the pagoda. Anyone who is destined to meet him will come and see him off." The little novice said, "Today is home. Master Ji’s funeral, Ji Ji changed his clothes and then he can go to the pagoda to watch the ceremony.”

After speaking, he made a "please" gesture to Ji Xiu'an.

Ji Xiu'an had no choice but to follow the little novice into the temple, go to the guest room to change clothes, and then went to the pagoda forest outside the temple to observe the ceremony with a group of monks and pilgrims.

Generally speaking, the procedures for the burial of eminent monks of high status and reputation are very cumbersome and complicated, often lasting more than seven days, and there are more than a dozen rituals, large and small, from beginning to end.

However, the Dragon King advocated naturalness and simplicity. Before he died, he asked his disciples to reduce these procedures, so his funeral was relatively simple. His disciples read a eulogy in public, and the ashes were buried and sealed in the pagoda.

Yuanyin, the eldest disciple of the Dragon King, is in his fifties, tall and tall, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his white and fat face, and holding a piece of paper in his hand, he recited in a loud voice: "Thanks for life and death, cold and summer. Moving, there is the flow of things, human nature. All things have the transformation of birth and death, and the four seasons have changes of cold and heat...Effects do not all cause, cause and effect. Cause and effect, cause does not disappear. Come today..."

This eulogy was also written by the Dragon King himself during his lifetime, and it is taken from "Things Don't Move" written by Seng Zhao in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Rather than saying it is a eulogy, it is better to say it is the view of life and death of the Dragon King.

It probably means-

I went, you don't have to be too sad, people always have to go this way when they reach their age, just like the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is a natural way.

And according to the theory of the immortality of matter, I just changed the form of existence.

I hope that disciples can practice hard and never slack off like when I was still here, follow the right path, and take benefiting the common people as their duty.

In this way, as long as the causal relationship is not broken, we can still meet again in the future.

Ji Xiu'an stood among the audience watching the ceremony, looking at the chubby Yuan Yin on the stage wearing a cassock, thinking that since this person is the eldest disciple of the Dragon King and Yuan Jian's senior brother, he should have some skills no matter what he does, wondering if he can help Yuan Jian ?

It's just that the master's new funeral is being buried in the pagoda, and he can't open his mouth to mention it in public. He only plans to wait for the funeral to be over before going to find Yuanyin in private.

Unexpectedly, after the simple burial ceremony was over, Yuanyin walked up to him: "Is it Ji Ji?"

"Yes." Ji Xiu'an answered quickly.

"The teacher said that he has some fate with the benefactor, and the benefactor will definitely come to see him off." Yuanyin nodded after confirming, and sighed again, "The teacher left something for me to give to the benefactor, and the benefactor will come with me. "

Ji Xiu'an was amazed when he heard that the Dragon King had made arrangements earlier, and he followed the fat monk to the abbot's nunnery of the Dragon Temple.

This nunnery was originally the residence of King Mulong, and after King Mulong sat down, it became the residence of Yuanyin.

Although Yuanyin has not had time to hold the official ceremony of becoming the abbot yet, the Dragon King designated him as the successor before his death, and everyone in the temple recognized him as the abbot, so it was a matter of course for him to move in here.

After the two sat down, Yuan Yin poured tea for Ji Xiu'an, then took out a black wooden box that was half an arm long and one palm wide, and handed it to Ji Xiu'an: "My teacher said, ask the benefactor to take this away and hand it over to Junior Brother Yuan Jian .”

Ji Xiu'an accepted the box, but felt that it was not safe, so he said to Yuanyin: "Master Yuanjian is now fighting with others, and the situation is really bad. People have lost a lot of weight, and now they don't even go out. I don’t want to eat either...Master Yuanyin, or any eminent monk in the temple, can you go back with me to see the situation?"

Yuanyin pushed his glasses, and Bai Pangtuan showed a troubled look on his face: "This... the rules of the Dragon King's lineage, after leaving the temple, monks follow each other's cause and effect, and even brothers and sisters are not allowed to interfere with each other. Besides, I Different from what Yuanjian learned, what I learned is the method of Dinghui, which aims to transcend enlightenment, and I am not good at fighting with others, so I am afraid it will be useless if I go there."

Everyone said so far, although Ji Xiu'an was a little disappointed, naturally he couldn't be stronger.

In addition, he was worried about Yuanjian, so he just sat in the nunnery and Yuanyin for a while out of politeness, then took the black wooden box and left, preparing to book a plane ticket and depart.

……

Feather Pheasant sat on the soft sofa and looked at the 65-inch high-definition TV screen opposite. He was moved by the hero and heroine who went through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships in the finale of the story, and finally embraced each other tightly. .

Then he wiped away the tears on his face, discarded the fruit core and turned off the TV, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the curtains and overlooked the morning of the city, full of hope for the future in his heart.

He is no longer the same as before in colorful clothes and a red and green headdress.

He was wearing loose pajamas, with thin short hair, and he looked like a delicate and beautiful human teenager.

The place where Feather Pheasant lives now is Tangli's former residence, the top suite of the Ark Hotel.

Ever since he reminded Emperor Tangli about the ointment that night, Tangli's attitude towards him has become much better. Not only did he give him two pieces of emperor ointment in return, but after learning that he had no place to live in Fengcheng, he even gave it up to him. he lives.

Immediately afterwards, Yuzhi claimed to be Tangli's cousin, hooked up with Wang Xiazi, imitated Tangli and got an ID card, and usually did fortune-telling and Fengshui for others.

Tangli "lost his memory" and moved into Ji's house. Blind Wang was worried that he would not have any money in the future. Seeing that Yuzhi was no worse than Tangli, the two hit it off and still received guests according to the previous fortune-telling rules. Everything seemed logical.

"Fengcheng, good morning." Yuzhi stretched his waist in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then put his face in his hands, "Hehehe, the little bird likes the most favorite fox king, good morning."

He knew that Ji Xiuyuan was pregnant, and that he was loved by Tang Li, so in order for Ji Xiuyuan to give birth smoothly, he even gave half of the demon pill to him.

But he doesn't mind.

Although the pheasant group will fight each other for mates, there is no concept of one-on-one.

Often strong and well-feathered roosters with several hen mates of their own.

So in Feather Pheasant's view, is there any problem with him becoming one of the consorts of the powerful and beautiful Fox King?

Now the Fox King treats him differently from others. As long as he continues to please the Fox King, his wish to marry the Fox King will surely come true in the not-too-distant future.

At that time, he can also give birth to the crystallization of love with the Fox King, and he can exchange parenting experience with Ji Xiuyuan if nothing happens...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the screen of the mobile phone on the coffee table light up, and the music ringtone rang.