Yuntianhe stood at the ferry and looked towards Thousand Buddha Temple, and then he said wow, "There are so many people, why don't they have hair?"
"Those are monks who need to shave their heads to practice." Han Lingsha explained in a low voice. She realized that she had gotten into trouble for being playful, and she suddenly felt guilty.
Liu Mengli listened intently, "These monks are very nervous and seem to be guarding against some unknown danger."
Yun Tianhe pointed to the north, "Qin Ji has arrived, but she didn't wait for us under the tower."
Seeing a line of torches coming from the temple gate towards the ferry, everyone quickly got off the boat, ran to the wall in twos and twos, and walked around the base of the wall to the north to meet Qin Ji.
Qinji looked anxious, "For some reason, these monks are extraordinarily well-guarded tonight."
Han Lingsha hesitated, then said, "I'll think of a way to take you in." The first way she came up with was naturally the Taiyin Shape Training Technique. However, she felt that her skills were insufficient and her cultivation level was not yet high. If she were the only one,
Naturally, the world can go, if you bring one more, it will be more thrilling. It should be noted that those with Taiyin,
There is nothing, hiding in the void, absorbing Qi and returning to nothingness, and the soul reflects, and its meaning is as long as it exists, so that it can penetrate the gap between Yin and Yang. The fire here is very testable. If you use it too diligently, the body shape will return to Yang. Use it
If you are too relaxed, your soul will fly away, which is the subtle meaning of life and death being grasped by a sword, and life and death are only at the tip of a needle.
When this plan failed, Han Lingsha tried another plan and wanted to lure the tiger away from the mountain and make some noise in the Thousand Buddha Temple to distract the monks so that her companions could take the opportunity to sneak in. She briefly explained her plan. Everyone looked hesitant, but
Worried that she would be alone, Yun Tianhe shook his head, "There's no need to go to such trouble, just use the Earth Spirit Bead."
Han Lingsha smiled and said, "What a great idea. I didn't expect that a savage like you would be so reliable. Is this how a fool will always succeed after all his considerations?"
"don't know."
"Forget it if you don't understand." Han Lingsha took out the earth spirit bead from the belt around her waist. She sensed the earth's energy and received the power of the spirit bead. Then the ground under everyone's feet became soft and gradually sank, "Don't move.
, will be there in a moment.”
Using the magic method of using the earth, everyone can breathe freely while walking through the rocks underground. Using the sense of earth energy, they can also faintly detect the patrolling monks on the surface.
This Earth Escape Technique led everyone into the underground of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and immediately climbed up the masonry wall to the top without disturbing anyone.
In this way, we arrived at the top of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda smoothly. This place is quite spacious. A Buddhist bead hanging from the top of the tower casts a holy light, and the glazed flame illuminates the place brightly. There are many spiritual tablets enshrined here, and there should be monks serving Dharma.
Chanting sutras and praying, but there is only one person here tonight.
A woman with a peony in her bun was sitting on her knees in front of the incense table, with her back to everyone.
Hearing some footsteps, the woman in front of the case quickly stood up. She turned around, revealing her cold and cold face, staring at Qin Ji, who was among the uninvited guests.
This is Mrs. Jiang, the bride of the Qin family, an ordinary woman, a well-educated young lady. When she met her, she said, "I know you will come one day. Although I have never met you, I can recognize you at a glance."
come out."
Qinji was vaguely touched in her heart, but she still had some questions, "Who are you?"
Mrs. Jiang's face was solemn and her voice was sharp, "Can't you imagine? I recognized you at a glance."
Qin Ji immediately panicked, "You are Qin Yi, his..."
"His concubine." Ms. Jiang couldn't help but sneer, "Until my husband passes away, I can't be his wife. You can rest assured that my title will always be just a concubine."
Qin Ji was in a state of confusion. She never expected that she would meet the Jiang family. This time they met, she no longer wanted to have anything to do with the Qin family. The tide of the world has its ups and downs, and it would be useless to attack the block. She
Then he pretended to be a ghost, suddenly came, fulfilled his wish and then left.
But Mrs. Jiang was here after all, and she was still waiting for her. The wives and concubines of the same person met when the yin and yang were separated. They had the same situation, but they seemed different. When Qinji saw Mrs. Jiang, she thought she was her daughter after she left.
When Jiang saw Qin Ji, she knew that her husband looked like her husband. What Qin Ji couldn’t let go of and couldn’t let go of, could now be found in Jiang. What Jiang couldn’t pursue, she couldn’t ask for.
Yes, you can also see it in Qin Ji’s eyes.
Qin Ji said that she had never thought about any status.
But Mrs. Jiang said that in the eyes of her husband and parents-in-law, her concubine is a thousand times better than your wife.
"If my husband hadn't been kind-hearted and missed his old relationship, how would you have been able to take the position of wife today?"
Han Lingsha glanced sideways at Yun Tianhe and Liu Mengli, and felt panicked for no reason. Qinji and Jiang served the same husband, and what they were fighting for was nothing more than sincerity. Qinji didn't want to fight over this, because she felt guilty. In the world
People who love each other can tolerate each other but cannot tolerate others.
However, what if...
Qin Ji whispered: "If you want this status, I will never fight with you."
Mrs. Jiang sneered, her words were gentle but more hurtful than ice and snow, "Yes, you and I have nothing to argue with. After all, before my husband was alive, I was the one who waited on him day and night, boiling medicine and dressing him, and he, he also
Treat me like a treasure." Tears began to flow from Mrs. Jiang's eyes. She still sneered and shed tears.
"We husband and wife are of the same mind, even if... his illness is incurable, in the last few months of his life, we are still a couple of gods and gods. I accompanied him on the last journey, and you, the head wife, have been in bed since he was seriously ill.
Until he died and was buried, he never showed up from the beginning to the end, so why are you arguing with me!"
"No, stop talking." Qin Ji trembled, feeling cold to the bone. Jiang's words were more powerful than a thousand swords, and they actually cut her to the point of bleeding all over the ground.
"What? You don't want to hear it? You don't want to know how loving my husband is, or how your father-in-law and mother-in-law criticize you? Do you know that women are jealous, and they should be together? You are unfilial to your parents, have no children, are jealous, and don't cultivate your words.
Virtue, and being sneaky, I'm afraid he is also a thief..."
When Han Lingsha heard about "theft", she became furious. She pointed at Ms. Jiang and shouted, "Hey! Everyone is already dead. What's the use of being aggressive here?"
Mrs. Jiang smiled faintly, "Young lady, what you said makes sense. My husband-in-law has already left. What's the use of saying this to your unkind wife? Do you feel sorry for him at all?"
Qin Ji begged, "Please stop talking. I just want to offer him some incense this time, and I'll be leaving soon."
"Leave? Yes, you can leave him behind again, just like before."
"No - I'm not..."
"Nothing? Do you know that since my husband passed away, I was afraid that he would be alone, so I came here to accompany him every day, staying by his side from morning to night. But what about you?! You abandoned him for four whole days.
Years! Not four days and four months, but four whole years?!"
Han Lingsha knew that what she said was true. She came to the Thousand Buddha Pagoda this afternoon and indeed saw this woman kneeling alone in front of the incense table to keep vigil. However, at that time, she was more concerned about the beads on the top of the tower, so she didn't pay much attention.
Now that I think about it, I can no longer hate this man even one bit.
Mrs. Jiang looked at Qin Ji. There was neither hatred nor anger in her eyes. She was just disgusted with her, just jealous of her. She said word by word, "You don't have to offer him incense. If he knew anything, he wouldn't listen to what you have to say."
Qin Ji trembled slightly and finally nodded slowly.
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Mrs. Jiang stopped her again, "Wait a minute, if you want to burn incense, you can, but you must promise me one thing."
"You said, as long as I can do it."
"Of course you can do it. It couldn't be easier for you. I want you to leave Chenzhou immediately after burning the incense and never come back! You don't deserve to stay here at all!"
Yun Tianhe frowned, "That's too much. Why?"
Liu Mengli listened to everyone's voices and had already made a distinction. At this moment, she just looked at Mrs. Jiang with compassion.
Qin Ji comforted Yuntianhe and then agreed to Jiang's conditions.
Mrs. Jiang slowly took two steps to get out of the way of the incense table, turned her back to everyone but didn't want to look at it anymore.
Qin Ji stepped forward, pinched a stick of incense, knelt down in front of the soul and knelt down to worship her. She was silent and didn't know what she was saying in her heart.
Looking at her look, Yun Tianhe remembered that he was in the same situation in front of his father's memorial tablet. What on earth are the living saying to the dead? Can the dead hear the words of the living? I'm afraid it's just wishful thinking. In the world
There are a lot of wishful thinking things. Yun Tianhe simply can't understand what the dispute between Jiang and Qin Ji is. He just feels that there are more and more things that he doesn't understand.
Liu Mengli walked gently to his side and whispered using the secret technique of sound transmission: "Mr. Yun, the situation is not good. The wife of the Qin family has a calm and melodious tune in her heart, with a hidden intention to die. I will see Sister Qin Ji off later.
After we leave, let’s come back again.”
Yun Tianhe nodded in agreement and informed Han Lingsha about the matter. The female snitch had no objection.
Qin Ji paid homage to her late husband and stood up to thank Mrs. Jiang. Mrs. Jiang did not turn around and remained silent.
A group of people left the Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
It's a cold night.
The monks of Thousand Buddhas Temple held torches, their bald heads shining brightly. The wind on the lake made sparkling waves, and the two ferries floated in the offshore lake, casting long and silent black shadows.
Qinji sat on the bow of the boat, and Tingke sat on the bow of another boat.
"Aren't you angry when that person said such unpleasant things?"
"As long as she allows my husband to live his last days happily, I will only be grateful."
"My dad said that if you like someone, you just want them to be happy every day, even if that person doesn't like you or even doesn't know you."
"The world only hopes for the good of the gods, but does not know that it cares about you. It is a thousand times better than being alone."
"Where are you going from now on?"
"With the piano, we are at home all over the world. I wanted to go with my husband, but I was too embarrassed to see him. I wanted to continue collecting the remnants of music from past dynasties, and fulfill my wish during my lifetime... Maybe he would like to play with him in his dream.
I met you once."
"Take care."
"Chengjun helps me and returns my promise."
The sound of the piano came from the sparkling waves. In the dark and dull night of Chenzhou, everyone who heard the sound was silent. The monks gathered at the ferry, and the people on the riverside opened their windows to look. There were hundreds of stars in the sky and hundreds of stars on the ground.
The lights and candles reflected on the lake, and the dark boats floated on the cool water, carrying stars and lights.
The sound of the piano is like endless spring water, and on such a night, the lake echoes with a woman's singing.
In the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, Mrs. Jiang could hear the distant lamentations and gazed at the tablets in a daze.
"My husband, I have met the person you have been obsessed with. She looks very ordinary. Why do you want to be with her? You don't know that I have wanted to marry you since I was a child. I care for you and love you with all my heart. You don't know. I heard
My aunt said she wanted me to marry into the Qin family. How happy I am. I am only willing to dress for you in my life.
Put on your wedding dress. Why can't you bear to look at me? Will you feel cold there? Are you lonely? I'll accompany you. I'll come right away. After seeing that person, I know that the real person in this world is
I am the only one who loves you. No matter where you go, I will accompany you and never leave you behind..."
The orbs of Thousand Buddha Pagodas shine brightly.
Everything is clear and distinct.
When Yuntianhe and others returned, the woman wearing a peony on her head was lying in a pool of blood, with pink petals stained with Yin Hong's blood.
Han Lingsha screamed, and Liu Mengli hurriedly cast spells to treat her. Yun Tianhe just stood there, staring at the bloody peony.
"Tianhe! Tianhe! She is dying!"
Yun Tianhe shook his head, "I, I have a way." He pointed at the Buddha bead on the top of the tower, and with his will like a sword, he cut out a thousand feet of Buddha's light, held it in his palm, made a beating heart, and put it into the ginger
his chest, and then he pulled out and inserted it into
There was no blood flowing out of the golden scissors on her heart. He pressed the wound with his palms, and the inner energy flourished, pulling the meridians to join together. Liu Mengli used a magical method to help her flesh and blood regenerate. Within a moment, Jiang's pulse recovered and her breathing stabilized.
Come down.
After a lot of work, everyone helped to the end and brought the unconscious Jiang back to the Qin Mansion overnight.
The next day, Han Lingsha visited quietly. Last night, Mrs. Jiang was covered in blood, which frightened everyone in the Qin family. They learned that she had attempted suicide, and they were comforted. This time, this infatuated woman walked away from the gate of hell.
She also seemed to have looked away a lot, and the sadness was no longer in her brows. Han Lingsha felt relieved and returned to the inn.
Yuntianhe was devouring food at the dining table in the lobby, and Liu Mengli was by his side holding a cup of tea. When the two saw the heroine returning, they raised their hands to say hello.
Han Lingsha smiled unconsciously on her face, rolled her eyes at the savage, and then sat quietly next to him. This was a new day in Chenzhou.
