After saying these three words, the voice was satisfied and then disappeared obediently.
Ji Yue walked along the mountain road, walking in the wind. In the blink of an eye, her daughter-in-law disappeared. She couldn't help complaining about Aventurine Cod, a scheming man, for using the method of becoming a monk. It was shameful and hateful...
Thinking of this, Ji Yue's eyes fell on the little bun and asked: "My father and Uncle Dongling fell into the water, which one will you save?"
Little Baozi was shaken awake by Ji Yue and woke up confused. Hearing this boring question, Little Baozi looked dull.
Little Baozi was lucky that his IQ was passed on to his mother, otherwise he would have to help count the money if he was sold.
"Answer the father's question quickly." Ji Yue said urgently.
"No one can save you. You two adults fell into the water. Why do you need me, a child, to save you?" Little Baozi rolled his eyes and snorted with great disdain.
Ji Yue frowned, feeling empty in her heart.
Little Baozi seemed to be aware of his father's sadness. He patted Ji Yue on the shoulder and comforted him: "I like dad very much, and you are the only dad in my heart. My admiration and adoration for dad is like the endless flow of water in a river, so
I choose to save Uncle Dongling."
Ji Yue cried with joy, but the smile that appeared on her face suddenly solidified after hearing what Little Baozi said.
His face, which just a moment ago had a fatherly look on his face, is now vicious.
Little Baozi's eyes were filled with tears, and he was so sad that he was deformed: "Daddy, are you going to hit me?" He was used to being cute and pretending to be pitiful.
"No." Ji Yue's breath reached her throat, then disappeared without a trace. She looked at the little living treasure in her arms and sighed deeply.
Ji Yue kept telling herself that her own son could not be beaten...
"I knew dad was the best and wouldn't hit me." Little Baozi put his arms around Ji Yue's neck and kissed Ji Yue on the cheek.
Ji Yue was completely stunned. She stood in the cool night breeze. For a moment, the pain of the merciless lovesickness seemed to be less painful. She was elated and overjoyed. She wished she could tell the whole world that this little thing was
his son.
Ji Yue couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, wishing she could jump back while whistling. Fortunately, Ji Yue still had a shred of sense and knew that she wanted to be a strict father and not lose sight of her children, so she coughed several times and held her head high.
Without squinting his eyes, he held the little bun in his arms and walked forward with majestic momentum. His solemn and solemn look was really laughable.
At this moment, Ji Yue wished she could pick off the star in the sky and give it to Little Baozi, but instead she thought that Little Baozi would rescue the aventurine cod from the water first. At that moment, Ji Yue gritted her teeth and glared at Little Baozi: "Don't do that.
Proud, you can't become talented without fighting, and my father is not like your uncle Dongling, who is kind and merciful."
Little Baozi: "..." Is it too late to change my father now?
…
Qinglian Hall.
Aventurine got a futon from somewhere and sat directly on it.
Aventurine crossed her slender legs, got a cassock from somewhere and put it on her body. She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes slightly. The tear stain at the end of her eyes seemed to add a bit of immortality and spirit.
A transcendent feeling.
Next to him, Dongfang Po was also sitting on a futon wearing a cassock.
"This trip to Qinglian is not in vain. I didn't expect that King Qinglian and I are actually from the same path." Dongfang Po said, "You and I both have the fate of Buddha. We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to be born at the same time.
Carved into Buddhism together."
Aventurine slowly opened his eyes and looked forward faintly.
"Cut your hair." Aventurine said.
Dongfang Po asked: "Can I lead you to practice?"
"..."
"My king, you can't..." Sui Linggui stopped him, becoming more and more anxious.
Sui Linggui walked forward, and Aventurine suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Sui Linggui.
"Chief, I have made up my mind, please don't stop me anymore," Aventurine said.
The goddess stood aside, holding the scepter, looking at the aventurine indifferently, and couldn't help but frowning.
Being a monk...is no joke...
"Your Majesty!" The other clan elders and the backbone of Qinglian all tried to dissuade him anxiously. Some even cried bitterly, but Aventurine looked like he had seen through the world.
Standing in front of Aventurine was a Buddhist abbot with frosty eyebrows and white hair, turning Buddhist beads in his hand. He lowered his eyes and looked at Aventurine, and sighed: "King Qinglian, how can you convert if your fate is not over?" Buddhism? The land of Buddhism, where the six roots are pure and the heart is free from the mortal world, is actually a place outside the world. There will never be distracting thoughts. If you have distracting thoughts in your heart, you are not an outsider..."
"Master, my disciple has a predestined relationship with Buddhism. Master, if you put an end to three thousand troubles, you will become a Buddhist from now on." Aventurine said stubbornly.
Bang!
The double doors of Qinglian Hall were opened. The night was dark and the cool breeze was blowing. A figure stood between the double doors.
Aventurine looked back, his pupils tightened and his lips pursed.
Qingge glanced at Aventurine Po, and then at Dongfang Po who was looking pitifully and expectantly at her side. Qing Ge glared at Dong Ling Po fiercely. It must have been Dong Ling Po who destroyed Aventurine Po, otherwise How could you ever think of becoming a monk?
Qing Ge walked in with a cold face and took the lead in front of Dongfang Po. Dongfang Po said with a smile: "The only thing the girl cares about most is me."
Suddenly, Qingge kicked Dongfangpo, and Dongfangpo flew backwards. Qingge sat cross-legged on the futon and looked at the Buddhist abbot in front of him: "Can the abbot accept female disciples?"
"Can the girl get married?" the abbot asked.
"No." Qingge shook her head.
The abbot thought carefully, and at this moment, Qingge said coldly: "I just have a son."
The abbot's legs went weak, and he looked at Qing Ge again, "Girl, you are a secular person and cannot practice outside."
Qingge raised her eyebrows and pointed at Aventurine, "What about him, can he enter Buddhism?"
The abbot shook his head: "The fate of King Qinglian has not been broken."
Aventurine sat on the futon and turned to look at Qing Ge, "I'm serious."
"Get out." Qingge said coldly.
"Girl, I am really destined for Buddhism, and you can't stop me." Aventurine said again: "I can't marry you anyway, so I might as well go to that pure place outside. Buddhism is my destination."
"Get out!" Qing Ge said, "It only takes three times. After three times, I will ignore you for the rest of my life."
"Can you get out?" Qing Ge asked again.
Aventurine pursed her lips and looked at Qingge stubbornly, with a look of righteousness and unyielding. Then she got up obediently, and finally picked up the futon and carried it out.
The matter of becoming a monk should not be rushed.
Aventurine obediently walked out, just as Ji Yue came back holding little Baozi. As soon as the little Baozi saw Aventurine, he broke away from Ji Yue's arms and stretched out his hands towards Aventurine, "Uncle Aventurine, hug... "
Aventurine's heart almost melted. She stretched out her hand and dropped the futon and hugged the little bun. Ji Yue wanted to refuse, but when she saw the cassock Aventurine was wearing, her feet almost slipped, so she finally gave the little bun to Aventurine. .
"Uncle Dongling, do you really want to become a monk?" Little Baozi asked.
"Your mother won't let you." Aventurine felt aggrieved.
Little Baozi's eyes were bright. Sure enough, finding his mother was the wisest decision.
Ji Yue walked into the Qinglian Hall and saw Qingge sitting on the futon. The woman was dressed in red, with silver hair spread out. She was as lazy as a fox and beautiful.
"Ji'er, you really have a way." said the veteran of the seven tribes.
Sui Linggui looked at Qingge with complicated eyes and meaningfully. To be precise, her eyes pointed directly at Qingge's heart.
The elder of the seven tribes calls her name "Ji'er", and her voice is messy. I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I listened carefully, I realize that this name is really awkward.
The goddess looked at Qingge, then looked at Aventurine, who was holding a little bun happily outside the palace, with a faint smile on her lips.
No one could stop Aventurine's determination to become a monk just now. At the critical moment, Aventurine even took out a dagger and put it across his neck.
The people in the palace, all of whom are the core of Qinglian, all advised Aventurine to think twice before acting. There were even veterans who knelt down and kowtowed, with tears streaming down their faces. Aventurine was like a piece of ice or a snow, completely indifferent and indifferent.
He was so moved that he only wanted to cut off the three thousand worries.
Just a few words from her made King Qinglian so well-behaved.
The goddess smiled bitterly.
King Qinglian is afraid that he will never look at the woman next to him again in this life.
She is no exception.
Instead of struggling in the sea of love, it is better to enjoy the present and let brothers and sisters be brothers and sisters.
…
Qinglian Ice Prison, under a thousand feet.
Yege's body was covered in heavy snow and frozen into an ice sculpture.
Her internal organs were cracked by the frost, her hands and feet were covered in frostbite, and she was even numb from the cold.
Yege's body was shaking at a very small level like chaff. The skin on his legs and arms were cracked by the cold, and blood burst out.
Ye Ge's eyes were full of despair.
What does she look like now?
Queen Qinglian actually became a prisoner?
How to spend ten years in an ice prison, boundless and boundless?
Her tears had long since dried up, and Ye Ge lay prostrate on the ground, with no place to put her hands.
The cold air was pervasive, occupying every hair on her head.
The ice prison was completely white, without any warmth or light.
The ice prison pillar door rang open with a bell, and a pair of soft boots made of deerskin appeared in the frost-white world.
Ye Ge was shivering from the cold and almost didn't notice the pillar door being opened.
Every night, a cluster of light and fire will appear in the ice prison. If you swallow the light and fire, you can continue to live.
This is the cruelty of the ice prison, which requires people's organs to freeze and crack, their skin to be cut open, and they endure the pain of freezing cold, but it still gives them hope in life.
Moreover, the place where the light fire appears every night is randomly refreshed. Once it is far away, you have to crawl over.
Every day, the most exciting moment is when you see the light and fire and swallow the light and fire.
Finally, Ye Ge climbed up to the light and fire, opened his eyes with difficulty, and his pupils reflected the flickering light and fire.
Yege stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to grasp the warm and scorching flame.
At this moment, a pair of soft boots stopped in front of him, and a man squatted down, holding a light fire in his hand, and fed it to Ye Ge.
Ye Ge opened his mouth slightly, and light and fire entered his mouth, turning into a hot stream of warmth and passing through his throat.
The man's hand gently caressed Ye Ge's face without saying a word. After a long time, he let out a sigh.
Ye Ge looked at the visitor, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. He wanted to make a sound, but found that his throat was frozen.
Yege opened her mouth with difficulty, twisted ferociously, and asked for help silently: Help...save me...
Yege's hair fell out all of a sudden, and now his head is bald, reflecting the cold light of the ice and snow.
The man lifted her up and hugged her, as if he was transmitting endless warmth.
Like clusters of hot fire, it ignited Yege's cold soul.
Many parts of Ye Ge's body were cracked by the frost, and the man's hand was placed on Ye Ge's skirt.
On the back of the man's hand, there is a sky-blue totem of the Bana flower tattooed on it.
The fingertips caressed Yege's collarbone, and finally penetrated deep into the skirt of his clothes.
Ye Ge hummed softly, her body trembled slightly, and she looked at the man with tears in her eyes.
The hand is still going down and has not stopped.
Stab.
Clothes are torn.
The man exerted his strength slightly, and Ye Ge's body turned around. He was covered in white flowers and not even a hair was attached. It was clear that he was extremely unbearable. Ye Ge was accustomed to it and just wanted a way out.
ah.
Ye Ge finally shouted a sound that sounded like pain and excitement, hard to distinguish.
Perhaps, this is the only heat in the ice, snow, frost and cold.
"Your Excellency...save me...it was Ji Meili who framed me!" Yege cried.
"You mean...Ye Qingge?" The man made a voice.
"What?" Ye Ge froze, his eyes widened, and for a moment, he seemed to understand something.
Night song...
It's that woman! It was Ye Qingge who hurt her!
ah!
Yege was shocked and received a sudden impact from the man, so she let out an excited and painful cry.