Chapter 71

Every time the king of Qin went out of the palace, he was accompanied by a luxurious guard of honor. He opened the way for the forbidden army along the road, and the people were surrounded by the crowd. He was full of style. Of course, it's full of trouble.

So they are now sitting in a low-key carriage, with the blue curtain hanging down to separate the busy street view outside.

It's like any carriage on the street.

They are on a secret trip.

Ji Yue is very homely dressed today. She is dressed in a long blue shirt, and her beautiful features are hidden under the bamboo hat, which makes her look a bit gentle.

He gave another hat to Wei Lian, who was also in green: "put this on later."

Ganquan temple is full of incense. There are often aristocratic ladies and official ladies who go to the mountains to burn incense and worship Buddha, and the father and brother of the family occasionally go with them. Ji Yue and Wei Lian have extraordinary identities. If they are recognized on the mountain, they will have to fight against each other.

Wei Lian nodded slightly.

The carriage drove all the way to Bailu mountain outside the city. At the foot of the mountain, the carriage can't move forward any more. It needs to walk up the mountain. Many official carriages also stopped here, from which the well maintained ladies and the Veiled Lady of gold.

Wei Lian put on the hat and covered his delicate face with the white yarn hanging down. He leaned over and lifted the curtain.

It was raining last night, the air was slightly damp and the sky was rather cloudy. There are a lot of people wearing hats. They are not particularly eye-catching.

But he and Ji Yue down the moment, still attracted many people's attention. After all, in Bailu mountain, where there are many female guests, there are two young men with outstanding posture. They always make people look at them more. You can't hide your appearance.

I don't know which husband.

The long stone steps stretched all the way, and they were already full of people. Many girls stay in boudoir all the year round. They are lack of strength, and the road is slippery after the rain. They always stop to have a rest after a few steps.

Ji does not like more people, holding up Wei Lian's hand: "we go another way."

Wei Lian raised his eyes and let Ji Yue pull away.

Back mountain.

Looking at the mottled stone steps overgrown with weeds and the muddy path with potholes washed by rain, Wei Lian pondered for a moment and asked sincerely, "where is the road?"

Ji Yue Yang Yang chin: "front."

Wei Lian turned around and left.

He didn't want to walk on that broad road. He would come here and dirty his shoes.

The childe who has a slight habit of cleanliness dislikes it very much.

Ji Yue said with a smile behind him: "Wei Lian, can't your lightness skill guarantee that the sole of your shoes will not be stained with dust and the leaves will not touch your body?"

Wei Lian stepped back again.

"Of course I can."

They looked at each other and rushed out at the same time. The two figures quickly shuttled through the forest, like the arrow leaving the string.

All over the mountains and fields are covered with green and slender bamboo, and the dew drops after rain stay on it, green * * drops. They are excellent in lightness, and they are able to use the strength of bamboo to move forward quickly without touching the ground.

The face of the wind with fresh air, blowing open Wei Lian's hat gauze curtain. The young people are picturesque, with blue shirts and folding fans, as if they are integrated with the surrounding green mountains and forests.

In a moment, they set foot on the flat ground built on the mountainside.

Ji Yue and Wei Lian landed first. The next moment, Wei Lian also stopped at his side.

Both of them have a smooth breath, fresh and clean.

Ji Yue looked sideways and said, "you are a step slower."

He raised his hand and brushed a bamboo leaf on Wei Lian's bamboo hat.

Wei Lian calmly replied, "there is mud on the soles of your shoes."

After landing, he did not move one step and tried to rub off the mud on the sole of his shoes. Did you think he would not find out?

Ji Yue:.... "

Ji Yue admires: "young Xia Wei is good at skill. I lost."

Wei Lian is too lazy to pay attention to this child.

He looked back and saw that they had just come up - or fly up the road, which was covered with soil and far away, as if there were no roads to be built.

If an ordinary person comes up step by step, he will be tired to death.

Wei Lian said, "how do you know there is still a way back in the mountain?"

Ji Yue said: "if you have lived in Ganquan temple for some time, you will know. This is the way to carry down the water from Mishan temple every day. "

Wei Lian said: "it's It's not a little monk. It's called a ascetic

Can people walk this road!

Ji Yue Yang some smile: "don't you wonder why I lived in Ganquan temple?"

Because it was a private trip, he did not call himself "lonely".

The bamboo groves are luxuriant and the back mountain is remote. They are the only two here. They are quite quiet and leisurely.

Wei Lian said, "it's not hard to guess."

Ji Yue: "Oh?"

"I guess every time you win a battle and come back from the battlefield, you will stay in Ganquan temple for a few days." Wei Lian glanced at him.

Ji Yue was stunned.

"You once said that you didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and you didn't believe in Buddhism." Wei Lian looked at him quietly, "but you said, in order to surpass You'd better believe it, my mother. "Ji Yue's mother's concubine is also his mother's concubine.

"You don't like killing people."

"I don't like war, blood, separation, but I do it again." Wei Lian said softly, "if you don't do these things, someone will do them. You just can do it faster than they do and make it all come to an end earlier. "

Ji Yue has never been bloodthirsty, does not love killing, is not a tyrant. But he has to.

Some people raise the butcher's knife to protect the people.

But after all, it can not erase the fact that it is full of sin.

Wei Lian patted him on the shoulder: "I know you are tired."

How can one not be tired after carrying so much and supporting for so long?

In the year when Ji Yue calmed down the internal strife of his relatives, the internal situation of Qin was in chaos. The young emperor at the age of 15 seemed to be far from being able to serve as a senior official.

The state of Qin is a piece of fat in the eyes of all countries, waiting to be divided up by a group of sophisticated foxes.

So He's preemptive.

In the past 12 years, he launched nine wars, and he was invincible. He was also despised by people all over the world. He bore countless names and was hated by people.

Ji Yue's hand holding the knife is always stable.

The name of Yama is spread all over the battlefield.

But I don't know that the cold faced and merciless living Yama is the one who is most tired of all this and wants to end it early. Every time they win a war and celebrate the whole country, their supreme king needs to clean up the temple to dispel the lingering nightmare, and ask Jingchen to transcend the souls of those who died in the war, so as to resolve the deep grief like the sea.

He was not afraid, he was just sad.

Even the people in the palace of Qin forget that their majesty was just a teenager who liked rabbits very much at first.

It is too cruel to let a teenager who likes rabbits take on the responsibility of being the king of troubled times.

The more Ji Wei had read these things, the more he did not understand them.

Wei Lian hugged him tenderly, showing a sense of comfort.

Ji Yue Mou color micro droop, pupil light tremble, such as tenacious straight for a long time on the cedar fell a thin layer of snow.

Then, the spring breeze turns into rain.

"Cough!" A cough interrupted their embrace.

"Buddhist holy land, two benefactors should be cautious."

Wei Lian and Ji Yue are separated immediately, but they are still holding hands tightly.

The visitor had a look of "no eyes to see".

It was a young monk, about twenty-five-six, dressed in a robe, and still very handsome.

If the hair still popular, want to also come to be a pianpianpian childe.

Ji Yue said, "master Jingchen."

Wei Lian: "what?"

He heard Ji Yue talk about master Jingchen.

He is said to be a temple Abbot with high moral integrity and profound Taoism.

Shouldn't be an old man with white beard?

Ji Yue explained: "although master Jingchen is young, his seniority is high and his cultivation is also profound."

Jingchen was flattered: "Amitabha, the benefactor praises me."

But the smile at the corner of the mouth can't be suppressed.

Wei Lian said Good master

Jingchen smile: "good good."

Wei Lian said

It doesn't look like an eminent monk at all

"Benefactor Ji, meet again." Jingchen returns to the main topic, "I have an old acquaintance with benefactor Ji, and now I want to talk about the past with benefactor Ji. I wonder if this benefactor can avoid it for a while

Wei Lian looks at Ji Yue and Ji Yuewei nods.

Wei Lian takes back his sight: "then I'll go to the front yard to incense first."

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep. There are luxuriant forests and bamboo trees, birds singing in spring stream, morning bells and evening drums, and gurgling water.

The quiet environment is very suitable for self-cultivation. This is also the reason why Ji Yue always wanted to calm down after the end of previous wars.

Otherwise, he would drive people crazy just after he left the bloody battlefield and return to the prison cage which brought him many bad memories.

The two sat opposite each other in the courtyard, with two tea cups on the stone table.

Jingchen hit the nail on the head: "benefactor Ji is here for the change of Tianrui star."

Ji Yue facial expression move: "yes."

"What the man who told you about it is true." Clean dust a change before unreliable appearance, tone some dignified, "big difficulty will rise, Southeast must have bloody disaster."

Southeast again.

Ji Yue asked, "may we survive this disaster safely?"

Jingchen said, "yes. But I'm afraid too late. There is only one way to turn things around. "

"The way to eliminate the robbery lies in the benefactor who is just around you."

Ji Yue Mou color a sink: "this words what meaning?"

Jingchen made a cup of tea for herself: "the benefactor has a fairy fate."

Ji Yue:

Wei Lian is a wonderful existence.

The life style of the real dragon is not enough. Have all the fairylands come out?"Benefactor Ji, don't worry too much. That benefactor is a common man, and his life style should be extremely expensive." Jingchen used the word "should" and let Ji Yue's heart sink.

What is Ben Ying?

Jingchen continued, "he's full of immortal spirit Maybe it was an opportunity. Someone from the outside of the world had given him the ability, which could be used in this robbery. He is the only one who can solve this disaster. "

But the price may be Bury yourself.

People outside the world?

Ji Yue suddenly thought of Wei Lian, the master who appeared and disappeared.

The world is so big that there are always some things beyond ordinary people's cognition. The common people burn incense and worship Buddha, believe in ghosts and gods, the court sacrifices to pray for rain, divination of good or bad luck, ordinary people have always been in awe of nature.

And in this world, there must be some people outside the world who are cultivating fairyland. There have always been many kings seeking immortality all their lives, eager to see the traces of immortals, in order to live forever.

It's just that those beings are living in seclusion and do not interfere in human affairs.

Ji more hasty way: "that he can be safe?"

Jingchen shook his head: "I see It's a lot of bad luck to be haunted by death and robbery. "

Ji Yue's pupil shrinks.

"Ji Yue!" Wei Lian squeezed out of the crowd and saw Ji Yue coming towards him. His eyes were bright and ran over.

Ji Yue looked up: "huh?"

"I asked you for a charm. The master had a light drive. " Wei Lian put the Ping'an Fu into Ji Yue's hand, "you must wear it to ensure your peace and security."

Ji looked at the Ping'an Rune in the palm of her hand, and was stunned.

"What did you talk to the master?" Wei Lianxin asked.

Ji Yue quiet static, put the Ping'an Fu in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "nothing."

"It's just reminiscence."

The author has something to say:

it's not xiuxianwen, it's not sadistic prose, don't open brain holes.

Do you know what kind of story I pieced together after sorting out the plot development guessed in the comment area?

[Wei Lian and Ji Yue misunderstood each other and were estranged from each other. After they died of poison, they became king and faced each other with swords and swords. Finally, Ji Yue was still dead]

this is the plot that some people have guessed. It's so horrible that I can't help thinking about my sweet label.