Invincible little uncle

Chapter 4 4. Stop at Midnight
From that day on, every midnight, Xia Jiejie would turn into a golden sculpture on time.

The next day, Xia Guang held his heart beating and counted silently while staring at the golden girl beside him.

60 seconds!
When the time came, everything returned to normal.

On the third day, Xia Guang made another discovery.

He did a little experiment, which was to move objects.

The moment Miss Huang turned into a golden sculpture, he immediately tore his pillow to pieces and threw it out.

When the time came, the pillows were assembled again, and they were still in their original positions.

On the fourth day, Xia Guang finally stretched out his magic hand to Huang Jie beside him.

Before going to bed, he grabbed the girl's lock of hair as much as he wanted, and refused to let go, and Xia Jiejie naturally let him.

And wait until that weird time comes again.

Xia Guang used his scorching internal energy, aimed at that bundle of hair and chopped it off!
Yet the hair remained motionless.

Xia Guang frowned, and he tried to push the golden girl sculpture again, but it didn't move at all.

It seems that such a body occupies this space in this way, and it will never change.

Try it day by day.
Xia Guang finally understood what that weird time period was.

It's time to stop!

Every midnight, time will stop completely, but how big is the scope of the stop at this time, and what does the world look like after the stop at this time, why does it stop from time to time, and is he the only one in the world after the time stop? For one person, what is the boundary between the time-stop and non-time-stop worlds? Xia Guang doesn't know, and he can't figure it out for the time being.

As for what was outside the door, his heart was full of fear.

What puzzled him most was whether the one-minute stop at midnight occupied 1 hours of a day?
If so, according to the results of the previous experiment, the object will return to the state it was in 1 minute ago.

In other words, in this 1 minute, everything is likely to remain unchanged
Then, it is likely that for others, it is 24 hours a day, but for yourself, it becomes 24 hours and 1 minute.
Xia Guang tried a lot, but in the end he didn't dare to go out, so the time passed day by day.

Winter is over and the weather is getting warmer.

Willows climbed up the branches, and the green smoke in the dawn cold was as light as fog.

Xia Jiejie finally remembered to fulfill her wish, so she took the time to apply for leaving the palace.

The emperor seemed to be bored at last, and asked the two souvenirs to stay outside, and then arranged for two senior experts to accompany them to protect the dignity of the royal family.

So, Xia Jiejie took her younger brother in light clothes, left the palace, and went to the branch of the Bodhisattva Dojo "Lvluo Temple" on the north side of the capital.

Before the carriage drove away from the icy palace, Concubine Zhen took the little princess and ran to say that she was going to the Bodhisattva Dojo. Xia Jiejie thought that the carriage could fit anyway, so that would be fine.

It doesn't matter what the concubine Zhen's surname is, after all, the reliance of a concubine who has lost her power is also useless in all likelihood.

So, this woman who could be Xia Jiejie's aunt talked about this and that all the way, chatting all over the place, Xia Jiejie just nodded "hmmm", barely supporting an "one-prick-to-break" aura.

Concubine Zhen is also someone who has been in the wind and waves, otherwise she would not have become infertile after giving birth to the little princess, but she can still live.

Therefore, she naturally had an insight into the nervousness of the eldest princess, so she also picked some things that the eldest princess could pick up to talk about, talked about interesting things about Buddhism, and talked about recent events and dates held by Buddhism in the capital.

Soon, the two chatted, and only the little emperor uncle and the little princess stared at each other.

It's just that the former is pretending to be confused, while the latter is really confused.

Naturally, the little princess is also surnamed Xia, named Lingyue.

The branch of Lvluo Temple is located on a famous Buddhist mountain in the north of the capital.

Under the protection of two guards, Concubine Zhen took the three children up the stairs, bypassing several rows of yellow walls, and the dignified and magnificent hall appeared before her eyes.

Concubine Zhen lit the incense, her expression was very pious, and her eyes were full of sadness, she looked at the bright and wise Bodhisattva, she bowed deeply, and then kowtowed.

Xia Guang naturally wandered around, searching for the so-called "opportunity". Although it may not be great, it is rare to get out of the palace once, so it is always good to run with your sister.

What's more, the midnight stop every day made him feel that the world is far from being so simple.

Possessing the incomparably majestic blazing sun internal force, Xia Guang has no problem running, so he quickly got rid of Huang Jie, and in the voice of "Xiao Guang Xiao Guang, wait for sister" behind him, he quickly went deep into the room. In the depths of the Cihang Temple, you only need to go to the Sutra Pavilion, relying on the background of the royal bear child, rush into it, and open a book at random, then it is really "this wave is [-]-[-], it is not a loss".

But the Sutra Pavilion is so easy to find.

I bypassed most of the Cihang Temple, but didn't find it.

In the last alleyway, Xia Guang still ran in. The yellow walls on both sides were simple and bright, and a few tufts of dead moss protruded from the cracks between the green bricks and tiles under his feet.

The royal bear child is running on such a road, and it will soon come to an end.

At the end was an archway, through which came the rustling of the floor.

Xia Guang's eyes lit up, he knew he had arrived.

So he slowed down and stepped into it slowly.

However, when he reached the edge of the arch, there was a gentle inner force pushing towards him, like a gust of wind, which made people feel warm, but it kept people away thousands of miles away.

retreat?

Still not going back?

This is a problem.

Xia Guang chose to retreat, and then deliberately pretended to lose his balance, and was about to hit the cold and hard blue bricks.

old monk.

Are you saving?
Still not helping?

This is a problem.

The sweeping monk inside the door had no choice either. His figure was like the wind, and he was dressed in a white robe that was as washed as the wind waves.

"Little donor."

The old monk looked miserable, with long white eyebrows drooping from the corners of his eyes. He did not show any contempt because the visitor was a child who might not be able to speak.

All beings are equal, let alone young children?
"Separated from your family?"

The old monk asked again.

Xia Guang was actually thinking all the way, how to deal with these monks who are well versed in Buddhism, and now he looked at the appearance of this old monk, but he already had the answer.

So, he lightly raised a finger and put it between himself and the old monk, and then responded in a childish voice: "I didn't leave, and I didn't leave."

The old monk smiled softly: "The old monk has a picture, so why is the little benefactor here?"

Xia Guang expressed in rough words: "This place is beautiful."

The old monk was stunned: "Pretty?"

Xia Guang stretched his calf, and then squatted in the corner of the courtyard. There was a cluster of chrysanthemums blooming in late autumn in the corner. He slightly bent down and pouted his buttocks, brought his little face closer to sniff, and then smiled.

In the afternoon light, half of his body was bathed in gold, but he actually showed some kind of calmness and meditation.

The old monk's sad expression gradually eased, and he seemed to feel the boy's joy.

That is the scent of flowers.

Eat when you are hungry, sleep when you are sleepy, collect clothes in rainy days, and dry quilts in sunny days.

The moon has light, and the flowers have fragrance.

As long as you hold a normal heart, where can you not be happy?
Even if there are many wicked people in this world, even if they are vajra with glaring eyes and a saber in hand, they can't kill them all, but as long as they have a compassionate heart and a normal heart, that's enough.

The old monk actually said the Buddha's name and said Amitabha, "I have no flowers."

Then the royal bear child stood up and said, "My name is Xia Guang."

"Take me to read a book."

Xia Guangdao.

"it is good."

Wuhua smiled.

Why not meet such a year-end friend?
What's more, what kind of books can such a child read?

(End of this chapter)