… Lord Wei
Xueming was stunned, why did Wei Zhentu appear here
He watched the national teacher, who looked exactly like Wei Zhentu, walk in front of the emperor and bowed slightly. The emperor said nervously, "The national teacher is exempted from the ceremony, and you should be flat."
Later, the emperor said that there was something to discuss with the national teacher, and he waved away the others, leaving only the two of them in the hall.
The emperor hurriedly stepped off the platform and took the national teacher to the Dragon Seat, "Why did you go for so long?"
The national teacher smiled slightly, and shared the throne with the emperor calmly, "The barbarian country sent 400,000 troops this time, and they had the spies they arranged more than ten years ago as their inner responders. It's a little troublesome to deal with. I'm sorry for making you wait for a long time. "
The emperor shook his head, "Actually, it's already very soon, but I'm very worried about you and miss you very much."
The national teacher smiled, but approached the emperor and asked softly, "How much do you think?"
The emperor blushed, "I really want to."
The national teacher kissed him, "I miss you too, especially."
The emperor's figure paused for a while, and he suddenly overwhelmed the national teacher on the dragon seat, and kissed the national teacher's lips fiercely.
Soon, there was a low hoarse gasp in the hall, and the lewd scene made Xue Ming blushed, covering his eyes and daring not to look again.
Suddenly, the sound of wheezing was replaced by a violent cough. Xue Ming was startled, and opened his fingers slightly, and saw that the scene just now had changed - in the bedroom, the emperor with white hair was lying on his back on the dragon bed, and his eyes were blue. withered.
"Cough cough... I'm afraid it won't get better..." The emperor couldn't stop coughing, but struggled to sit up.
The national teacher quickly stepped forward to support, "Don't move."
The emperor leaned against him weakly, his eyes that were no longer agile stared blankly somewhere, and said slowly: "It's really unfair, I'm so old, but you haven't changed at all..."
He slowly turned his head to the side and seriously looked at the face of the national teacher who was the same as when he was young, "If I can be like you, I can be with you forever."
The national teacher hugged him tightly, concealed the sadness in his eyes, and comforted: "I said, my appearance is for you, of course we will be together forever, and when you are reincarnated, I will still find you."
The emperor's eyes lit up, and his bony hands grabbed the robe of the national teacher, "We've agreed."
The national teacher gently kissed his eyes, pressed his wrinkled face, and said softly: "It's okay, I will find you forever."
At that moment, it seemed as if the collapsed rock fell into the lake of Xue Ming's soul, setting off a huge wave. He covered his head, only feeling that the national teacher and the emperor were moving away from him.
The splendid palace slowly faded, and in a blink of an eye, he saw them again, but this time, it was two young children.
It was raining heavily, and the four or five-year-old child was kneeling on the hard stone slab, and his body was already soaked.
The little boy cried until his eyes were red and swollen and his voice was hoarse, but the door he was looking forward to was never opened.
Suddenly, an umbrella covered his head, the little boy raised his head, his lips trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Cousin."
His expression was a little confused, and he didn't seem to understand why the eight or nine-year-old boy in front of him ignored him, but he still said: "Cousin, you are weak, go back quickly."
Seeing that the young man was unmoved, he added: "I made the ancestors angry, don't mind me, or you will be punished too."
The teenager smiled gently, "Then let's punish, let's go together."
After all, the young man lifted his robe and knelt down with him in the rain, but the hand holding the umbrella for him never let go.
After that, the little boy fell ill, and he woke up after a few days of coma, only to find that the grievances he suffered had already been recovered for him, and the truth that no one else wanted to believe was finally revealed.
His ancestors, his father and mother, all knew that they had wronged him and punished those who really made mistakes.
And all this, is his cousin helping him.
But the little boy didn't understand why this cousin, who was not close to him and had been sick all the time, suddenly treated him so well
He later asked his cousin, who just smiled, "If I'm not nice to you, who else can I be nice to? If it wasn't for you, I'd be dead long ago."
The little boy couldn't understand it, but those were not important, because with his cousin, he never suffered any grievances in his later life.
Together, they faced various crises lurking in the courtyard of the deep house, dealt with the court together, and canceled their marriage together.
Under the twilight and moonlight, the quiet plum fragrance floats, and there is no dark ambiguity.
Today's little boy is already an adult. At this time, he is blushing and said to the warm and jade-like youth in front of him: "Cousin, I, I love you."
After he finished speaking, he stared at the young man nervously, seeing the other party's expression of astonishment at first, then his eyes sank and his expression was very serious.
Just when he thought that his cousin would not answer and wanted to say something to resolve the embarrassment, he saw that the other party suddenly smiled, "It's a coincidence, I also like you."
"what?"
"I said, I like you."
The unfamiliar and familiar voice made Xueming's heart beat fast. He felt that he was surrounded by an indescribable warmth, which made him jump with joy and bow his head shyly like the young man who looked like him.
However, when he raised his head again, he saw Fellow Daoist Wei walking through the golden ears of wheat in the field, as if radiating light, walking towards him.
The other party said, "From now on, I will be your husband."
In front of Fellow Daoist Wei, there was still a little boy who was very similar to him. At this time, he was standing in the mud with his bare feet and raised his head blankly, "Sir?"
"Sir?" Xue Ming repeatedly chewed these two words in his heart. He watched the little boy become more and more rational, wiser, and more mature under the guidance of this gentleman, and finally became a famous minister of the current generation.
From the moment "Mr." appeared, the little boy waited for the most important person in his life.
There is no love between them, but there is a deep friendship, and they will accompany each other forever.
At this moment, no matter how stupid Xueming was, he had guesses, he thought, maybe what he saw was his previous life.
In each of his previous lives, he was accompanied by fellow Daoist Wei.
Xue Ming suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment—no wonder fellow Daoist Wei was so obsessed with him, it turned out that they had gone through so much before he knew it...
But the strange thing is, no matter which part of his life, he is not called Xiaojiu, so who is the Xiaojiu in the mouth of fellow Daoist Wei
Consciousness for a lifetime, suddenly a blood red.
In a trance, Xueming saw a red-robed Taoist slash at him, and the severe pain from his body was as real as if he had experienced it himself.
Who is the Taoist? Is this scene also his previous life
Before he could think about it, the red-robed Taoist slashed at his head again...
"Boom—"
There was the sound of rocks bursting in his ears, almost shattering his soul!
The smoke and dust were mixed with countless pieces of flying blood, and he heard the voice of Wei Zhentu—
“Ruan wine!!!”
At that moment, Xueming was unprecedentedly clear, no matter his past or present life, everything became extremely clear—
Ruan wine, is his name.
He is Ruan Jiu!
"what-"
Xue Ming screamed and lost consciousness again.
In the main hall of Wanfo Temple, Wei Zhentu was hugging Xue Ming tightly and said anxiously, "It's been four or five hours, why hasn't Xiaojiu woke up?"
Jingyue was about to comfort him, when suddenly, he saw Xueming's eyelashes tremble slightly.
Wei Zhentu was stunned when he saw Jingyue suddenly, lowered his head subconsciously, and saw Xueming slowly open his eyes, the madness in his eyes was gone.
His whole body softened, and he felt that his heart was returning to its original position, "You..."
Wei Zhentu only said one word, but Xue Ming suddenly hugged him back, so strong that he almost crushed his shoulders.
Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi were going to go crazy just pretending to be Xueming. Just as they were about to stop it, they heard Xueming crying: "I remembered! I remembered all of them... woo woo, sorry, I forgot about you. !"
Wei Zhentu: "..."
Jingyue: "..."
Qin Yanzhi: "..."
So, Ruan Jiu has regained his memory
The three of them were all happy, fearful and apprehensive. I was afraid that they had hallucinations or misunderstood something
Wei Zhentu hesitated for a long time before carefully saying, "Ruan Jiu?"
"Yeah!" Ruan Jiu let go of Wei Zhentu a little, looked at him shyly and said, "It's me, I remember it all!"
Not only Ruan Jiu's life, but also the three lives he and Daoyou Wei shared.
Wei Zhentu: "Do you remember?"
Ruan Jiu nodded, slightly embarrassed, "Sir, cousin, national teacher..."
Wei Zhentu: "..."
At this moment, Wei Zhentu's mood can be said to be very complicated, ecstasy is inevitable, but there is a bit of shame in addition to ecstasy.
He always thought that even if Ruan Jiu remembered one day, it would only be the other person's life as Ruan Jiu. After all, the other three lives were all mortals, so he never thought...
If Lan Feng were to describe it, it would be similar to someone wearing a vest all year round to flirt, but suddenly one day, the essence was peeled off, and the vest was exposed.
Wei Zhentu saw Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi were both puzzled, and the Lanfeng also pointed his head at him, so he quickly covered Ruan Jiu's mouth, "We can talk about these things in private."
Ruan Jiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently.
After a few people calmed down a little, Jing Yue asked, "Little wine, what happened just now?"
Ruan Jiu first shook his head, but in an instant, he felt that there was something more in his consciousness, it seemed to be a practice technique, and it seemed to be a kind of comprehension. Although they were all vague, they really existed.
At the same time, he suddenly knew all the secrets in Wanfo Temple.
"It's incense." Ruan Jiu said: "There is something wrong with the incense stick you cut off."
Jing Yue looked at the half column of residual incense and said, "It really is it."
Ruan Jiu: "When Shi Zhen became a Buddha, it was also baptized by the golden light of merit, giving birth to a touch of spiritual consciousness."