Two days later, Beijing.
A silver Benz stopped downstairs slowly, Yu Jingzhong turned off the fire, took out a box of special offerings for Zhonghua from his pocket, took one for himself, and handed it to Zhou Hui.
Zhou Hui sat in the co-pilot with a stand-collar trench coat with an indifferent expression, took the smoke and lit it, and took a deep breath.
"Brother, listen to me." Yu Jingzhong took off his sunglasses and said earnestly: "Don't think about it, the more you think about yourself, the more uncomfortable it is. If it's hard to live alone at home, come and live in my house for a while, don't you like little girls? Our family Minmin brings you…”
Zhou Hui, however, seemed to have suddenly woken up from his contemplation, "Huh?" He waved his hand.
"No... no need."
His face looked strange, not as sad and angry as Yu Jingzhong imagined, on the contrary, it was more of a kind of thinking - just I don't know what else this man whose wife ran away for the second time could think at this time. Had a brain hemorrhage.
Yu Jingzhong looked at his expression carefully, and after a while, he said tentatively, "How about... Wu Bei has been arranged to be admitted to the hospital under the special unit. If you're okay, come visit him with me?"
"Don't go. When the second child had only one breath left on the road, he asked me to stop and buy him a selection of Ben Tagore's poems. He won't die."
"...Oh, then—after a while, on Yan Lanyu's eighteenth birthday, I invite everyone to get together, are you coming?"
Zhou Hui's expression was still lazy, "Let's talk about it, don't forget to remind me to give the little beauty a red envelope."
He seemed to be a little absent-minded about everything. This appearance made Yu Jingzhong very worried, but he didn't know how to persuade him. After silently smoking half a cigarette, he patted him on the shoulder hesitantly: "—Brother, look Open a little bit, or I'll sign you a ten-day tour of Lijiang, Yunnan..."
"Are you looking for Aventure?" Zhou Hui laughed and said, "It's alright, don't worry about me. I just... I can't figure out some things, and suddenly I think maybe I can find the answer at home."
Yu Jingzhong was a little stunned, but Zhou Hui got out of the car, waved to him, and left without looking back.
Zhou Hui opened the door and stood in the empty living room.
It was only a few days away, but it seemed like I hadn't come back for a long time. The home suddenly became so empty and unfamiliar. The sunset glowed through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the balcony and reflected on the wooden floor, giving off a warm and outdated halo; on the coffee table in front of the sofa, the rose buds that had been inserted into the water before leaving had already opened, and they were blooming brightly at this time.
However, the man with long hair tied up in a mess, with a beautiful and pale face, who was always curled up on the sofa dizzy and sleepy, disappeared.
Zhou Hui walked to the sofa and sat down, quietly looking at the empty sofa beside him.
After a while, he stretched out his hand and stroked the empty figure in the air slowly and gently.
"Phoenix..." He said softly, with a gentle tone.
In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he called Phoenix with such unbridled warmth. He's been wearing a vigilant, violent mask for so long that he's almost forgotten how to be a caring lover, and is only used to being a prisoner burned to a twist by possessiveness.
Since when did this little phoenix suppress extreme reluctance to plan to escape
Since when did he silently observe and evaluate his every move, so as to constantly guess the mind of this ruthless jailer, and finally decide to keep all the secrets in his heart
——The heaven full of eerie atmosphere, the sea of blood with hideous faces, the parents and sons screaming in Wan Leiqi’s voice, and the fate waiting in front of me with bad intentions, with the fate that is approaching step by step...
Was he afraid when he decided to bear it all alone
His body is so weak that even the bone marrow loses its temperature, but he has been pierced by the golden ring that can control his health below a certain level again; The pain is burning like a fire, but I can't put a single word into my mouth...
Has he had a chill
In what mood did he say "some things I do may not necessarily die, but you know it will die"
Has he ever been disappointed, even for a second, by his partner's incompetence
After the last halo of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon, the sky and the earth were vast, the twilight was all around, and the endless night was coming.
Zhou Hui buried his face deeply in his hands, and when the sunset faded, he was like a statue hidden in the darkness.
The way of heaven is treacherous, all living beings are in harmony, and the road ahead is as obscure as fog.
Maybe the story has gone in a deviated direction from the very beginning, maybe the moment when he stood idly by, the tragic ending was doomed; now the phoenix has left, leaving him alone, helpless and standing in place .
Zhou Hui moved, finally raised his head, and then stood up.
In the darkness, his figure was very lonely, and even a little stern. After a while, he walked to the bedroom, paused at the door, did not turn on the light, and went straight to the bedside table.
-Like thousands of couples in the world, they have one bedside table on each side of the big bed in their bedroom. The difference is that the cabinet on the Phoenix side is always forced to open, while his drawer is locked all year round, and it can't be opened no matter how close the phoenix is. Open spell.
Zhou Hui tore off the forbidden talisman, opened the drawer on the bottom floor, and took out a silver box inside.
He opened the box, and the crimson shards glowed beautifully in the dark.
It was the soul fragment he took back from the Snow Mountain Goddess. He originally planned to give it back to Chu He, but Shaketi had a sentence that made him change his mind: "—I can't stand it anymore? There are more exciting things below. "
He pondered for a long time, whether to wipe it out as if he did not know, or to spy on the unknown memory of Phoenix once again, to understand the history that is now powerless but extremely bad
Intellectually, he knew that they should respect each other's space. Back then in the sea of blood, he must have also had past events that he did not want to let Phoenix know about, but emotionally, he struggled so much that he hesitated for a long time, and finally missed the opportunity to exchange the soul fragments.
And Chu He didn't think about it later, his spirit was too weak, thinking for a while would make him drowsy, and many details could not be taken into account.
Zhou Hui picked up the piece and held it up in front of him.
"Some things I do may not necessarily die, but you know it will die"...
- However, death is not terrible, the long and endless waiting is the source of fear.
Zhou Hui closed his eyes, and in the next second, he crushed his soul with all his strength.
The golden-red brilliant halo suddenly rose in the whole room, and thousands of light spots swam and danced, turning into endless towering glaciers in the void.
- The Way of Heaven, Mount Sumeru.
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The temple hangs across the mountain stream, and countless huge golden silk trees are built into the suspended plank road, like a long bridge across the sky. Phoenix Ming Wang strode along the railings carved with flying sky, and the abyss was under his feet, and his robe sleeves and long clothes were fluttering in the wind.
The little novice eagerly followed behind: "Your Highness! Wait, Your Highness, Venerable Ba Ti is in the front hall of the Buddhist hall..."
However, the Phoenix King did not look back.
He walked down the plank road, climbed the white jade steps, went straight to the top of Xuebao Mountain, and stood in front of the nine-zhang gate of the Buddhist hall, which was high into the clouds.
The huge front hall is high and empty, surrounded by cigarettes, all the venerables sit high on the lotus seat, and the third emperor of the Ming Dynasty stands in front of the futon.
"Phoenix Ming Wang," Venerable Bati's voice came from high in the sky: "Little novice said that you privately released the blood sea monster caught by the Buddha from under the Vajra Clock, but is it true?"
Behind the phoenix is the world of alpine white snow and glazed glass. He stands in front of the magnificent Buddhist hall, with tiny ice slag mixed in his temples, shining like bright diamonds.
His face was as cold as ice and snow, and he couldn't find a trace of expression. After a while, he said, "Yes."
"why?"
"…no why."
There was silence all around, and after a long while, I heard Venerable Ba Ti ask, "What do you mean?"
Phoenix said: "There is no reason, just let it go if you want."
The Venerables bowed their heads from the high lotus seats and looked at the Phoenix Ming King standing upright in front of the main hall. Some emotions in the corner of his eyes seemed to be well hidden, and at such a distance, he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Do you know what kind of punishment will be imposed on private offenses?" Venerable Badi asked.
Phoenix suddenly laughed.
That smile was so subtle that you wouldn't even be able to spot it if you didn't look closely. At the same time, the strange meaning in that smile is so obvious that if you have to describe it, it is even a little provocative...even a look of contempt.
"I know," he said, "I'll take the punishment for that monster."
·
The King Kong bell is ten feet high, and it will ring ninety-nine times every four hours.
Since ancient times, only monks who have committed serious crimes will be thrown into the bell.
Fenghuang sat upright in the big bell, and King Jiang Sanshiming held the pestle of surrender, and looked at him quietly.
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooped lightly, his white robe spread out like a thousand layers of petals, his hair fell on the robe like a waterfall, and the faint fragrance of lotus emanated from the gap.
Such a serene face, as if the anger that flashed across his expression just now, was absurd and absurd like an illusion.
"Are you sure?" King Jiang Sanshi asked.
"… "
"If you capture that monster from the lower realm now and be punished, you can also be exempted from the bell..."
However, Phoenix still didn't say a word.
King Jiang Sanshi Ming finally turned his eyes away, put down the bell after a long time, and raised the demon-subduing pestle amidst the muffled sound of the collision between the bell edge and the earth.
- The first bell rang all over Mount Sumeru.
The loud noise penetrated directly into the brain, and the Phoenix was shaken.
It was followed by a second beep.
The third ring.
The bells sounded more and more frequently, like thousands of troops galloping past, and like hundreds of millions of rolling thunders falling from the sky. The phoenix covered his ears in the violent shock, only to feel the eardrums rattling wildly, and the blood in his whole body went retrograde to the top.
Forty-ninth, fifty-fifth.
In the darkness, the earth shook, the rocks cracked, and the fire burst into flames from the center of the earth, swept up in a magical breath.
The flames roared and danced wildly in the Vajra Bell, transforming into a grand scene of hell. The demon opened its bloody mouth in the blazing fire and let out a wanton roar!
The sixty-ninth ring, the seventieth ring.
The ringing of the diamond bell shattered every inch of bone and shattered the brain into pulp. In the phantasm of severe pain, ten thousand bells and bells of heavenly demons shook, all sprites and ghosts appeared, the ghosts in the realm of hungry ghosts struggled and stretched out their claws from the gates of hell, and the sea of blood set off a huge wave that was boiling against the sky—
Phoenix Ming finally couldn't hold it any longer, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!
The next second, a familiar figure appeared in the flames of hell, reaching out and holding up Phoenix's chin in mid-air.
- That turned out to be Shakyamuni!
Sakyamuni was condescending, staring at the phoenix without saying a word, his robes flying wildly in the black flames. After a while, he reached out and wiped the blood from the pale cheek, and asked, "Why did you let that monster go?"
"… "
"You don't believe me anymore, do you?"
The figure of Sakyamuni was reflected in Phoenix's painful eyes, and he said hoarsely for a while, "I..."
The demon-subduing pestle slammed hard on the bronze clock face, causing the thin body to tremble violently.
"… I just… "
"You just don't believe me anymore," Sakyamuni leaned down and whispered into his ear.
There was no disappointment or surprise in Shakyamuni's eyes, just a condoning smile like many years ago.
The smile was exactly the same as in the memory, but it seemed to be indescribably different. Phoenix stared at him, his eyes trembling slightly, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood that was pouring into his throat, and carefully observed the face in front of him without letting go of the smallest details.
Yes, he hasn't changed.
The years have not left any traces on Sakyamuni. This man who raised him since childhood has been the same for thousands of years, and remains unchanged in the emptiness of the colorless sky.
- What has changed is the eyes of the phoenix.
"You have met more people, seen more things, you have seen more scenery in the nine days and ten places, and now you recall the past in your memory..."
Sakyamuni gently stroked Phoenix's hair on the temples, as close as in the distant boyhood, hugged him tenderly in his arms, combed his long hair that was as gentle and soft as running water, and then lightly printed on his reddish cheeks. next kiss.
So much deliberate lingering sorrow, so much dangerous affection.
"...you discovered bits and pieces that you didn't discover in the past, your ideas were gradually shaken by countless flaws, and your beliefs collapsed as more and more truths were revealed..."
Shakyamuni showed his usual smile.
—That smile once made the young Phoenix indulge in deadly warmth, but now looking back, there is a frightening coldness hidden in the subtleties.
Fenghuang gasped violently, turned his eyes away, and the next moment was turned over by his cheek.
"Is the shaking of faith so painful?" Shakyamuni asked, as if he felt very interesting.
"If that's the case, wouldn't it be good to keep believing?"
The sound of the bell continued, and each beat mercilessly penetrated into the brain, shattering the internal organs into blood.
Phoenix opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. Blood flowed from the corner of his lips to his chin, leaving a shocking mark on his neck.
"It's you..." he said hoarsely, "you deliberately induced... I like you..."
Sakyamuni's eyes became more tender, almost to the point of being unscrupulous.
"But you're still in love with me, right, little Phoenix?"
The ninety-eighth sound reverberated, and the invisible giant force shook the phoenix forward, and a mouthful of blood sprayed a large piece of clothes, and even splashed mottled onto Sakyamuni's wrists and sleeves.
But Sakyamuni didn't care, and raised Phoenix's beautiful face mottled with tears.
"Your pain comes from reluctance, no matter how ugly the truth is, you still hold on to that last belief and don't want to let go..."
"It's so pitiful... After all, that's your only warmth, my little phoenix."
Phoenix gasped for breath, and finally, out of nowhere, his strength rose to the end, and he said angrily, "—Let me go!"
He opened Sakyamuni's hand and struggled hard to stand up, but his messy hair and snow-white clothes fell to the ground together, and his cramped fingers couldn't even grasp the ground. His appearance was utterly embarrassed. Sakyamuni looked down at him with admiring eyes, and after a long while, he leaned over in the black fire, and finally kissed Phoenix's cold forehead.
"I treat you with my heart," he said affectionately, "as always."
He took a half step back, smiled, and disappeared into the void.
- At the same moment, the golden light shrouded the figure flying out of the big bell, and suddenly went straight to the sky!
The 99th time outside the bell raised the demon pestle, Prince Jiang III, seemed to suddenly see something extraordinary, stopped abruptly, and looked up at the sky in astonishment—I saw the auspicious cloud suddenly roll over, followed by a stronger golden light from The sky came flying, and the Vajra Bell was shattered in the sky!
-boom!
The big bell shattered, and thousands of bronze pieces fell to the ground, making an overwhelming roar.
The golden light converged on the side of the Phoenix Ming King, turning it into a protective cover, blocking all the splashing copper blocks in the shaking!
King Jiang Sanshi stepped back abruptly, and the demon-subduing pestle slammed onto the ground, "This... this... this is—?!"
Venerable Ba Ti descended on the lotus seat, and threw the Buddha beads in the air, instantly turning into a barrier that stretched across the sky. The white light splendidly reflected the sky, forcibly quelled the shaking Mount Sumeru in the loud noise!
King Ming of the Third World hurried forward: "—Your Honor!"
Venerable Ba Ti took a long breath, and after the shock completely subsided, he took back the Buddha beads and bowed to the sky.
"His Holiness, that... that was..."
"That's Buddha's Light." Ba Ti said quietly, turning his gaze to the phoenix who was kneeling on the ground among the bronze ruins, coughing out blood.
There seemed to be some doubt flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left after a while.
·
The diamond bell that had been ringing for thousands of years on Mount Sumeru was turned into powder, but the Phoenix Ming Wang was seriously injured after the bell rang for ninety-eight times.
This may be a good thing for him, because it is time for Mount Sumeru to once again send troops to attack the Asura path.
Everyone knows that King Phoenix Ming has become less and less fond of going to the Four Evil Realms in recent years. In his early years, when he emptied the hell out of the sea of blood, he seemed to have gradually become quiet with the passage of thousands of years. More time, he just sat there. Under the swirling twin trees, I quietly looked at the mountains in the distance, and the human world farther away.
At this time, Heavenly Dao attacked the Demon Realm more and more frequently, even to the point where it almost wiped out the Demon Seeds.
After the Great Asura King was shot to death in a sea of blood by a phoenix arrow, the four evil realms have been stagnant for thousands of years. It was only in recent years that a gray-clothed asura named Fan Luo cultivated a secret method and dominated the devil's realm, and gradually he was fighting against the heavenly realm. He breathed a sigh of relief during his expedition.
In order to promote the righteous Dharma, the Heavenly Dao sent five great kings to attack and conquer the four evil realms in turn; and in order to replenish resources and gain respite, the Devil Dao intensified its erosion of the human world. It is said that many countries in the human world have reached the point of a thousand miles.
The battle is like a nightmare vortex, endless cycle.
Looking up at the sky from the top of Xuebao Mountain, the horizon is boundless as far as the eye can see. The snow-capped mountains not far away are undulating endlessly, and under the sky there are like dragons entrenched, reflecting the glittering brilliance of thousands of years of snow.
Phoenix Ming Wang lives here.
He grew up here, and it is said to be the closest place to the God Realm Wuhutian.
Phoenix leaned under the whirling trees to recover from his injuries, and in front of him was a lake like a glass mirror.
Legend has it that the lake here is very warm, so the lake is full of thousands of flowers, like a huge and magnificent gem on a glacier; however, for outsiders, this legend is always difficult to prove, after all, this is no one Forbidden places to set foot in.
Phoenix looked at the human world in the red dust beyond the distant mountains, his eyes under his slender eyelashes were as calm as water, and he didn't turn his head for a long time before asking, "—Did you come to let me fight, venerable?"
Venerable Badi appeared behind the swirling twin trees and folded his hands together in a bow.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked without answering.
Phoenix sighed softly, and finally looked away from the distant human world, turned to Venerable Badi and returned a salute.
"Let me guess..." Venerable said leisurely: "You are thinking about why the human world is turbulent and wandering, and you are starving for thousands of miles; you are thinking about why the devil world is full of sorrow and fighting endlessly; you are thinking about why the Tao of Heaven is clearly a pure and pure cultivation of Buddha. The paradise of the world has now become the overlord of the nine heavens and ten earths and six paths…”
"No," Phoenix said, "I don't think about that anymore."
Venerable Ba Ti's eyes met his, only to see him smile slightly.
That smile was very light, passing from the lips like a feather, so fast that it was an illusion.
"I'm thinking... If the so-called righteous path and power can make people go on crusades and fight endlessly, why can some things be worthless, but people can use countless scheming to calculate and monopolize it?"
Venerable Badi asked, "Are you talking about love?"
Phoenix did not answer.
"Love is not something that everyone can have." His Holiness said lightly, "Love is the most ordinary, the most ordinary, and the least worth a penny... However, some people are destined to not have it. Such people see the sacrifice of others in front of them. Love, while contemptuous and envious, wanting to accept but unable to respond, worrying that this love has been shelved for a long time, and will be dedicated to others..."
Phoenix's expression changed slightly.
Venerable Bhati turned a blind eye:
"So in order to monopolize it, you must use countless scheming and scheming to replace the response, so that this love will stay in front of you for a long time, and will not be taken away by others in the long years to come..."
Phoenix finally got up and stopped drinking: "— Venerable!"
Venerable Badi suddenly stopped.
The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and the atmosphere was terribly tense, as if even the flowing air had frozen.
"Don't be like this... Don't talk about Sakyamuni like that." After a long while, Fenghuang said softly: "You and I will not talk about this kind of thing in the future."
He took a half step back, as if he wanted to turn around and continue the practice that had been silent for hundreds of years, but at this moment, Venerable Badi suddenly stopped him: "No, I'm talking about this on purpose today—I saw In the next three thousand years of cause and effect, something was discovered."
He paused and seemed hesitant, but still said:
"...about your eldest son."
Phoenix paused and turned around in surprise: "Eldest son?"
"You are actually a phoenix," Venerable Ba Ti said very naturally: "The phoenix will have two sons, of which the eldest son is very evil, and will be detrimental to the Buddha. I can only look back three thousand years, I don't know why it is disadvantageous, but there are always People who practice higher than me can see farther into the future...maybe a very turbulent and terrifying future."
Phoenix looked stunned, not knowing how to react.
For a moment, he even thought Venerable Ba Ti was joking, but the latter's eyes were calm and serious.
"but why… "
"how?"
"...There is no pity in your eyes." Fenghuang frowned and looked a little puzzled: "A venerable person like you who can see cause and effect, shouldn't there be pity in your eyes at all times? It’s hard, and the calamity in the next three thousand years is boundless, and it’s up to you to get through it.”
Venerable Ba Ti didn't know what to say for a moment, so he showed a look of astonishment.
It was very unusual for this kind of expression to appear on the faces of people who were called great wisdom and great compassion. King Phoenix Ming stared at him, slightly tilted his head, and waited for his answer.
"...I can't feel pity," Venerable Badi finally admitted after a long time, "because I will also be involved in this catastrophe."
When he said this, he couldn't hide the helplessness in his eyes.
Phoenix instantly felt a little ridiculous.
"The cause and effect that I can see can naturally be seen by the person who is higher in practice than me, so I will remind you to be careful. You have been indulging in wrong feelings for too long, I think it should be difficult for you to see more matter… "
Venerable Ba Ti clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name:
"Too much has been said today, so let's leave."
Ba Ti turned around and walked down the mountain. Phoenix stood there in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly took two steps forward: "Sir!"
Badi paused.
"You said that I have two sons..." Fenghuang paused for a while, and seemed a little hard to say, but finally asked: "What life did you live with?"
Postscript turned his head.
For a moment, Phoenix thought he would see on his face a slight rebuke like a serious superior, or a smile like a kind elder, but then he realized that he was wrong.
Venerable Ba Ti's eyes were a little confused.
"I don't know," he said. "That person...he's not in cause and effect."
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He is not in cause and effect.
Phoenix sat in the hall in the middle of the night thinking about this sentence, the cold moonlight reflected on the bluestone pillar, and there was a faint light.
He was covered in a wide robe and curled up, his long soft hair waving on the bed.
Outside the hall, there are thousands of miles of starry sky and glaciers, and he is the only one in the hall. The chill seems to be leaking from every corner and every crack in the floor tiles, freezing him from the inside out, inch by inch into ice.
I just don't want to be alone... he thought.
Many years ago he was indeed not alone, although no one cared about him, no one paid any attention to him, but at least he still had Sakyamuni. He and Shakyamuni, in this place closest to the God Realm Wuhutian, in this world of ice and snow far away from the world and people, rely on each other, rely on each other for life, and survive the long and never-ending harsh winters.
- But now it's all gone.
No matter how ugly the truth is, I still hold on tight and don't want to let go, because that's the only warmth after all.
Phoenix hugged his knees, rested his chin on his arm, and stared blankly at the cold moon outside the hall.
He often sinks into nightmares and reality, on one side is the various puzzles and unbearable that he gradually realizes as he grows; If he abandons that false warmth, he will have nothing from the beginning to the end.
Nothing.
What a terrible thing that is.
He sometimes deliberately numbs himself in the middle of the night, deceiving himself that all lies do not exist, and in a trance he has the illusion that he is still loved by someone. However, the cruel truth emerges from the nightmare from time to time, uncovering a small corner of the injury and letting him see the dripping flesh rotting to the bone.
Under this kind of repeated torture day after day, sometimes he even wonders why he is still alive. Although the surface is beautiful and soul-stirring, the inside is like a frozen walking corpse, with no life except breathing.
The unseen pain like a dull knife cutting flesh and the long life of eternity made him even think that it would be fine if Shakyamuni hadn't lied to me, or if Shakyamuni could come back and continue to lie to me—he There is really no one else to think about, except for Sakyamuni, which is absolutely vast and desolate.
He thought that such desolation would last until the end of eternity.
Until today, Badi told him that there is still a person who is not involved in cause and effect, who will appear in his life like a magic weapon, and have two children with him.
Phoenix leaned on the icy bed and slowly came to his senses.
Without cause and effect, what would it be like
Is it human? demon
Or ghosts
No matter what, no matter what kind of creature it is. As long as there is such a person, so that he does not have to use false lies to comfort himself in the endless night after that, everything will be fine.
- Then, what will happen to your two children? Phoenix lifted the long hair that fell to the side of his face and couldn't help but start thinking.
Will you look like yourself? Will you be obedient
Will they grow up together with each other
He looked down at his slender hands. These hands have once swept away thousands of resentful spirits, killed countless demons, and smeared countless blood for the so-called "right way" that even he himself was confused; but from now on, they finally have a real purpose .
They can take care of and protect his children, and keep all disasters and accidents out of their sight forever.
The mysterious man who is not in cause and effect leaves at any time, but his own bloodline never leaves.
Phoenix closed his eyes in unparalleled peace of mind and fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.
It was the first time in many years that he had actually fallen asleep, instead of keeping his eyes open in the biting cold, waiting minute by minute until dawn. He even had a dream, dreaming that when he was young, he and Sakyamuni were snuggling together and watching the Milky Way traverse the sky. The temperature in the dream was as if soaking in the warm current in the cold winter. It was so real that it made people almost cry; He became a person with an indistinct face, with a safe embrace and solid arms, and his breath was hot and long, as if he could accompany him for a long, long time.
Phoenix felt so happy in his sleep that he couldn't help curling up into a ball.
But then, a trace of vigilance against danger pierced his consciousness like a needle, causing his eyelids to move in his sleep.
- the breath of someone.
Someone was standing beside his bed.
Phoenix suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a person standing with backlight in the dark, tall and familiar, his eyes were extremely oppressive, and he was staring at him.
- That turned out to be King Ming of the Three Worlds.
Chapter 51 When he knelt before the Buddha, what he thought was how that person would come from the crowd and come to him
Fenghuang suddenly sat up, narrowed his eyes and stared at King Jiang Sanshi Ming, and asked, "Why are you here?"
- This is the top of Xuebao Mountain, which is very close to the Buddhist temple. It is the forbidden area of Mount Sumeru. It is reasonable for ordinary people to come up. Only the phoenix, as an immemorial divine beast with a habit of living in the highlands, has been isolated and grown up here since childhood, and is no longer used to living in the 33rd world, so he will always live here.
No matter how you explain it, it's too weird for the third generation to appear here late at night.
"...Someone asked me to come up." King Jiang Sanshi was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you dreaming just now?"
Phoenix frowned.
"I saw you smiling."
Phoenix blinked, not knowing how to answer for a while, so he had to ask, "Who told you to come up?"
Sanshi did not answer.
"...If you have nothing to do, you can go."
However, Jiang Sanshi still did not speak or move, his eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, so bright that it even made people feel ominous.
Phoenix's breathing gradually became deeper and longer.
He has a lot of experience in going to the sea of blood in the whole heaven, and he has seen too many big demons before attacking. The feeling is too similar to the current King Jiang Sanshiming, which gives people a shuddering premonition.
He narrowed his slender eyelashes, his body tensed subconsciously, and asked coldly, "Aren't you going yet?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, Prince Ming III moved, but instead of backing away, he stretched out his hand and pulled the hair on the side of Fenghuang's face behind his ear.
This action made Phoenix's first reaction not to be vigilant or angry, but to be stunned—a bit of a stunned feeling of being overwhelmed. He didn't even react, only to see Jiang Sanshi bend one leg, half kneeling on the bed, and the hand that picked up his hair also gently placed on his shoulder.
"Don't blame me," he said, "I just..."
The phoenix suddenly stood up and pushed Jiang Sanshi down with one palm!
"What are you doing! Go away!"
Jiang Sanshi stumbled on the ground for a while before standing up, and his expression seemed a little sad, but he couldn't tell whether it was because he was pushed away without thinking, or because of something else.
At this time, Phoenix didn't have any intention to pay attention to his reaction, he turned over and got out of bed and walked out. When the sleeves of his robe were raised, the scent of water lilies in the moonlight emanated, and the moment they passed by, they clearly floated into his nose, Jiang Sanshi suddenly grabbed his hand: "Wait! Phoenix, wait, you really Not at all…”
He stared straight into Phoenix's eyes, and in an instant, it was as if he had been enchanted, and he asked, "...don't you think about me at all?"
Phoenix's answer was to shake his hand vigorously: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
This answer with no hesitation at all stimulated King Jiang Sanshi Ming to some extent, and all his hesitation and guilt turned into subtle anger. He grabbed Fenghuang's wrist and dragged him back. They all fell to the ground while struggling. Fenghuang kicked him away and rushed out, but in the chaos, Jiang Sanshi grabbed his hair and fell again on the smooth and cold floor tiles. .
"Are you sick? Go away!"
Jiang Sanshi's answer was to press down on his thin body, half of his face was hidden in the shadows under the moonlight, and it even looked a little scary: "Do you know why I am here?"
"you… "
"Because you don't care about me at all, no, you don't care about anyone except that person, but you are more annoyed and disgusted with me, so you have the lowest possibility of falling in love with me, you will always be like this Vice…”
Phoenix pushed Jiang Sanshi away with all his might, but in the next second, he slammed over and suppressed it again, hitting the ground with a thump from the back of his head in the confusion.
It was so cruel that the pain made his vision a little blurry.
"...It's all so innocent and indifferent, no one cares about you, and you don't care about anyone..."
Jiang Sanshi grabbed Phoenix's hair and forced him to raise his head, looking fascinated at his neck that was white to almost transparent in the moonlight.
"Who cares more about you, eh? Only that Shakyamuni, or the child you will give birth to in the future?"
At that moment, Phoenix's dilated pupils shrunk from dizziness. He finally understood what all this absurdity was about, but the sudden passing guess was so terrifying that his first reaction was disbelief.
No... Impossible, not so.
Even if you keep deceiving me, it's not like this...
"Yes, it's what you think." Jiang Sanshi said cruelly, looking at Phoenix's face that was blank because of his unbelief, a twisted pleasure flashed in his heart.
"I've already told you that the person ordered me to come, understand? The eldest son is very disadvantageous to the Buddha. The only way to completely cut this big disadvantage in the bud is to completely eliminate the cause and effect, and strangle your so-called eldest son to death. Infancy... That's why I came here, instead of letting you have an eldest son with some unknown person, it's better to have someone you don't like at all, and who can't possibly detract from your blind attachment... "
Phoenix's eyes widened, his lips trembling slightly, as if he couldn't make a sound.
"Look, you are so naive." Jiang Sanshi stroked his face,