Lan Wuhen and Murong Li hid their faces and chuckled. What happened now? The dignified prince turned out to be like a receiving bag.
With a creaking sound, the heavy door opened. Jiyue Zimo led the three of them into layers of fog. The thick fog made it difficult for the four of them to walk.
Suddenly, Lan Wuhen was separated.
Jiyue Zimo doesn't care about him. With Lan Wuhen's character, it would be strange for him to follow me obediently.
"Murong Ling, and you, remember, no matter what you see, you can't walk in? You must remember that it is just a dream." Jiyue Zimo looked at the two people worriedly. As for Lan Wuhen, that weirdo, he was completely
Don't worry about him. Anyway, when you hear the strange flute sound, it must be him.
Suddenly, a lake was filled with green waves, and beside the lake was a bright peach blossom forest.
Murong Ling looked straight at the green waves, but saw a Buddha statue. At the foot of the Buddha statue, there was a small purple grass, swaying gently in the wind.
"Everything in the world has its own destiny. You can't force it. For example, the purple daylily under my seat also has its own destiny." The golden Buddha statue murmured and stood facing the Buddha's image.
There were two handsome young men, one of whom had an eyebrow that looked very much like the Chonglou I met before.
"Chonglou, Fanyin, I have already told you your names back then. If you practice well, you will definitely achieve great things in the future."
"Yes, Buddha."
Murong Ling was a little confused, why did Buddha appear in my dream? Could it be that I have a predestined relationship with Buddha, but I have never gone to the Buddhist hall to burn incense? Moreover, my heart aches whenever I enter the Buddhist hall, so why does my dream appear like this?
Is there a Buddha?
She shook her head slowly, and then looked down. In a flash, the purple daylily under the Buddha statue had transformed into a human form. Since the eyebrows were exactly the same as her own, "Zixuan, starting from today, you will be like Chonglou."
Study Buddhism with Sanskrit."
"Yes, Buddha." The woman named Zixuan, who looked exactly like her, glanced at Jun Fanyin shyly, nodded and said.
The Buddha slowly glanced at the three people sitting down, and then said softly, "Sangyin, Chonglou, you must accompany Zixuan to study Buddhism, do you understand?"
"Yes, Buddha." Jun Fanyin and Chonglou clasped their fists at Buddha, and Buddha drove away in auspicious clouds. However, after a while, the feelings of the three gradually warmed up, and when Zixuan looked at Jun Chen, there was something strange in her eyes.
s things.
Chonglou was like an outsider, silently watching Zixuan approach Jun Fanyin, but there was nothing he could do about it. Murong Lian understood in his heart that this was a dream. The princess had said that no matter what she saw, it was just a dream.
"Brother Fanyin, do you really not like me?" By the Qiushui Lake, the little lotus showed its new corners, and Zixuan looked at Jun Fanyin with pity.
Jun Fanyin's eyes looked at the flowing blue waves with a cold expression, "Zixuan, I just see you as my sister, I have no other intentions."
Murong Ling clutched his chest in distress. It was clearly Jun Fanyin in the dream who rejected Zixuan, but why does my heart hurt so much? It hurt so much that it was Youyou's scar.
"Brother Fanyin, since you don't like Zixuan, it doesn't make much sense for me to stay here any longer. I will go to the Buddha now and ask him to let me leave here." Zixuan looked at Jun Fanyin firmly and resentfully.
, Brother Fanyin, do you know that I have loved you for so many years.
