Fu Canglu

Chapter 172 When the Red Lotus Blooms
The distance between His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan has never been so close.

Wen Yu is in her arms, and the room is full of fragrance.

Then came a light cough.

The wooden door of the bamboo building was pushed open, revealing a slender figure.

Wei Lingshan hurriedly pushed the little highness away like a frightened kitten, and quickly backed away, her pretty face was flushed, her breath was disordered, and she was restless, with one hand tightly clutching her white sleeve and folded it on her stomach, while the other slender hand held a strand of hair from her temple. Messy hair, rubbing around.

The two quickly returned to the appearance of sitting upright.

His Highness raised his head and looked at this unexpected visitor.

The master of the harem in Luoyang smiled, and glanced at a certain pretty girl with flushed cheeks, his eyes were full of teasing.

Li Fengxian said softly: "Have you disturbed the good things of the two of you?"

Wei Lingshan raised his head, looked at this lady who had always treated him very well in the palace, bit her lower lip slightly, her nose narrowed slightly, her cheeks puffed up like anger, her peach blossom eyes were filled with shame and resentment, she was unspeakably cute appearance.

His Highness couldn't help laughing, and quickly changed the subject: "Your Majesty was joking, you came here in person, but the six Buddha bones will be opened?"

There are probably only a few things that can make this Luoyang hostess walk out of Fengxian Palace in person.

Li Yu, who was dressed in ordinary purple clothes, walked into the bamboo building, and gently closed the wooden door with his toes.

"That's right." She raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Tomorrow is the day I made an appointment with you, and I will open the Six Paths of Buddha."

Outside the bamboo building.

The old fox in white robe was lying on the wicker chair, lazily basking in the sun.

Standing in the open space outside the bamboo building in a black robe, the strong wind blows, and the large black robe is flying around, revealing the slender white and delicate ankles of a woman.

It's hard to imagine that under such a black robe, there are faint and exquisite curves hidden.The coarse linen clothes are outside, and inside is a graceful and pretty woman's body.

The white-robed old fox said thoughtfully: "Tomorrow is the day the Buddha's bones will be opened?"

The black robe stood quietly, with his hands behind his back, his back facing the wooden door of the bamboo building, like a wooden man, turning a deaf ear to him.

Her eyes fell on the wooden window with a small slit next to the bamboo building.

There lay a distraught girl.

The white-robed old fox suddenly said: "Girl, don't look."

Yi Xiaoan, who was lying on the window of the bamboo building and peeping with his feet on his feet, stood for more than an hour, seeing clearly what happened in the house. At this moment, he finally died, and slowly moved his little head from the window.

The white-robed old fox said helplessly: "Girl, I told you earlier not to look at it. If you look at it, you're asking for trouble. What's the point of making a sad face now?"

Yi Xiaoan slowly put down his slender white ankle, his back looked extremely lonely.

She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but found it extremely difficult, and in the end there was only bitterness in her heart.

In the end, her shoulders rose and fell slightly, and her forehead lightly leaned against the wall of the bamboo building.

The sound of sniffling came

Then she wiped away her tears fiercely, turned around, and said hoarsely to the sloppy man in white robe on the rattan chair: "Who is your girl?!"

The white-robed old fox was speechless, so he could only bring the topic to the little highness, and said bitterly: "I have already said that that brat is not a good thing, why do you miss him?"

Yi Xiaoan gave a piss, ignored the white-robed old fox, and rushed out of the city.

The old fox in white robe sighed slightly, took a deep look at the man in black robe standing like a pile, and then murmured to himself: "Poor girl."

The figure of the white-robed old fox disappeared instantly.

After the white-robed old fox left.

The whole bamboo building returned to silence.

The woman in black robe stood quietly in front of the bamboo building.

She turned her head suddenly, as if thinking of something, she spoke softly.

"It's a bit pitiful indeed."

Although Yi Xiaoan has never practiced, she runs extremely fast. After Wangguishan and her party, she seems to have received a gift from the great Buddhist Bodhisattva, and her physique has become very good. In just one incense stick, she has already run out of Luoyang City. Then go all the way north, towards the purple bamboo forest on the outskirts of Luoyang.

After the battle last night, the tens of thousands of hectares of purple bamboo forest on the outskirts of Luoyang exploded from the center, making it a mess and extremely desolate.

Yi Xiaoan's short hair was flying, and her eyes were a little blurred.

The sky is full of purple bamboo leaves coming with the wind.

Suddenly, it was like the night when I shaved my hair.

Yi Xiaoan looked at the purple bamboo forests on both sides that were receding like flying, and countless pictures flashed in his mind.

It flashed by like a horse watching flowers.

But it burned into my mind like a fine brushwork.

"elder brother"

The master said that there is nothing more than a single word for sad things in the world.

Yi Xiaoan was suddenly at a loss.

Why is she crying?
Why suffer?

why?

She thought of the word Master said.

Love word.

The word love.

Yi Xiaoan suddenly stopped in his tracks, raised his head, and watched Zizhu, who was covered by the dome on both sides of his head, bent down, lowered his body, as if bowing.

Salute to a person.

Yi Xiaoan gritted his teeth, then turned around, facing the man behind him who was chasing him from Luoyang City, he said in a very cold tone, "Don't follow me."

The white-robed old fox sighed slightly, his expression calm.

Yi Xiaoan ran again.

The purple bamboo forest rustled.

Her speed was extremely fast, tears flowed from her cheeks, the purple bamboo behind her was hit by the flying tears, and then her torso was instantly surrounded by purple air, her spirituality was ten times higher.

The white-robed old fox silently followed the girl who ran forward without saying a word, fluttering her sleeves along the way, catching the crystal clear tears that flew towards her.

She had never seen the purple bamboo leaves flying up all over the sky, it was for the sake of one person.

Tens of thousands of hectares of purple bamboo forest bent down and bowed, for the sake of one person.

It's hard to imagine, what kind of terrifying achievements this person will have in the future?

The white-robed old fox had a complicated look on his face, watching the majestic momentum sweeping from behind the running woman in front, and the sky full of vitality overflowing from the purple bamboo forest.

The horror of the six realms of Buddhism, the highest realm, has a vague tendency to sprout in this woman.

vast.

terror.

"Girl, you are the real monster."

The white-robed old fox sighed slightly, looked at the silly girl who squandered the bodhisattva's gift all the way, and silently took the overflowing momentum into the sleeve of the white robe.

Finally in that huge ravine.

The white-robed old fox stood silently in front of the ravine.

He looked at the girl who was crying silently in the center of the ravine.

"elder brother"

This is the number of times Yi Xiaoan pronounced this word on the way of flying.

The voice trembled slightly.

Yi Xiaoan hugged his knees with his hands and squatted in the middle of the huge ravine. The ground was completely devastated, and it was wiped out by the great battle last night. Strands of rhizomes remain.

She finally pronounced the name.

"Yi Xiao."

The voice doesn't even tremble anymore.

Either the tears on the face have dried, or other reasons.

Yi Xiaoan finally figured out the incomprehensible part in Yi Xiaoan's mind.

Why do you feel sad?
Because the master said: "The reason why love hurts people is when you rub your heart deeply, and you don't realize it. Once you realize it, it is like pulling a knife to peel a bone. The deeper the word love is, the more deeply it hurts."

Because first cut the bone and rub the heart, and then draw the knife to peel the bone.

Yi Xiaoan stood up.

She murmured softly: "Yi Xiao, I like you."

The sound was inaudible.

But he did say it out and told that person.

It's just that he can't hear it.

But why does this sadness come from now?
Yi Xiaoan closed his eyes.

When the most terrifying and violent fireworks exploded over the purple bamboo forest in Luoyang.

The whole world is silent.

I was stunned, looking at the black-clothed figure falling from mid-air, my heart went blank.

But she saw the figure of the woman in white who flew out, bearing the huge shock wave.

His face turned pale in an instant.

Then she finally knew how cheap and ridiculous her liking was.

In Yi Xiaoan's mind, that flying figure appeared countless times.

At this moment, the picture of that person finally freezes.

Standing here, above the huge ravine, she seemed to see the stillness of time and space.

"Wei Lingshan."

Yi Xiaoan gently stood on tiptoe, then stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the non-existent woman in white, then staggered a step, his chin hit the ground heavily, his eyes were blurred.

She raised her head with difficulty, stretched out a hand, and slowly rubbed her cheek.

Numb and moist.

Yi Xiaoan looked at the bright wet red on her hand in a daze, and when she felt a sharp pain like a needle from the bottom of her heart, she laughed.

Yi Xiaoan had never laughed so happily that she burst into tears.

Then the laughter stopped abruptly.

Yi Xiaoan had never cried so badly before, and even lost his voice from crying.

A strong wind suddenly picked up in the huge ravine.

The cloak tied behind his back was hunting wildly in the air, the wind rope gradually loosened, and finally disappeared over the ravine.

All that remains is a solitary figure with shrunken limbs.

She laughed away her tears and cried with all her strength.

All the childishness, all the wantonness, and all the unreasonableness have been exhausted.

Then sleep peacefully.

A big white robe slowly floated down from the dome.

on this woman.

The white-robed old fox looked solemn, walked slowly to Yi Xiaoan's side, wrapped the white robe around the girl's newly grown body, and hugged her up.

"Girl."

"Buddha practitioners are the most difficult to overcome."

"The most difficult thing to overcome."

Two figures, one old and one young, left slowly.

Barren gullies bloom in this land.

And the center is bright red.

Under the pit, it seems that something is about to break through the ground.

The blood and tears shed by the girl just now seemed to drip into the center of the ravine, go deep into the ground, spread and spread, until it reached the center of the earth.

Slowly drip into a big red lotus.

The big red lotus with closed buds suddenly bloomed amazingly, and the depths of the whole withered earth trembled slightly.

Passed layer by layer, and then to the ground.

The pit trembled slightly, and a red lotus bud burst out of the ground.

Whenever the big red lotus is in full bloom, everyone in the world will be amazed by its beauty and wonder.

But no one thought about what kind of poignant beauty and desolation it experienced when it was first conceived.

(End of this chapter)