Chapter 1111

Yuntianhe stood at the ferry and looked at the thousand Buddha Temple. Then he said, "there are so many people. Why don't they have hair?"

"Those are monks who want to shave their hair and practice." Han Lingsha explained in a low voice that she realized that she was in trouble for fun at the moment and felt guilty.

Liu Mengli listened attentively, "these monks are very nervous and seem to be preparing for some unknown dangers."

Yuntianhe pointed to the north, "jackie has arrived, but she didn't wait for us under the tower."

Seeing a row of torches coming towards the ferry at the temple gate, they quickly got off the boat, ran to the wall in three or two steps, walked around the root of the wall to the north and met with Qin Ji.

Qin Ji looked anxious. "I don't know why, these monks are particularly well guarded tonight."

Han Lingsha hesitated and said, "I'll find a way to take you in." The first way she came up with was naturally to practice the form of the Taiyin. However, she felt that her skills were insufficient and her accomplishments had not arrived. If she was alone, the world would go naturally. Bring one more, and it would be more thrilling. It should be noted that the Taiyin has nothing, hides in emptiness, accepts Qi and returns to nothingness. The yuan God reflects on it. If its meaning is continuous, it can open the gap between yin and Yang. It is very important to take an examination of the heat here. If it is used too often, the body will return to Yang, and if it is used too relaxed, the soul will fly. It is the subtle meaning of holding life and death with a sword, and survival is only at the tip of the needle.

If this plan fails, Han Lingsha regenerates a plan. He wants to lure the tiger away from the mountain and make some noise in the thousand Buddha Temple to distract the monks so that his companions can sneak in. She gave a brief explanation of her plan. Everyone was hesitant, but they were worried that she would be unable to support herself. Yuntianhe shook his head, "don't bother so much. Just use Earth Spirit beads."

Han Lingsha smiled, "good idea. I didn't expect that you savage could be reliable. Is this what a fool must get after thousands of worries?"

"I don't understand."

"Even if you don't understand." Han Lingsha took the unearthed spirit beads from the girdle around her waist, sensed the earth's Qi and received the power of the spirit beads. Then the ground under everyone's feet became soft and gradually sank, "don't move, you'll be there in a minute."

They can breathe freely when they walk through stones underground. They can also detect the martial monks patrolling on the surface by sensing the earth's atmosphere.

This earth escape formula led the people into the ground of the thousand Buddha pagoda and immediately rose up to the top floor along the brick wall without disturbing anyone.

In this way, he went to the top of the thousand Buddha tower smoothly. It was still empty. A Buddha bead hung on the top of the tower and threw holy light. The bright flame of glass shone brightly here. Many holy tablets are enshrined here. There should have been a Dharma monk chanting scriptures and praying, but there is only one person here tonight.

A woman with a peony in her bun. Kneel down in front of the incense table and turn your back to the people.

Hearing a burst of footsteps, the woman in front of the case got up. She turned around, revealing her cold dimple and staring at the Qin Ji in the line of uninvited guests.

This is the new wife of the Qin family, Jiang Shi, an ordinary woman and a sensible young lady. When she met, she said, "I know you will come one day. Although I haven't seen you, I can recognize you at a glance."

Qin Ji was vaguely touched in her heart, but she still had some questions, "are you?"

Jiang's face was heavy and his voice was sharp, "can't you think of it? I recognized you at a glance. "

Qin Ji immediately panicked, "you are Qin Yi, his..."

"His concubine." Jiang couldn't help laughing, "I couldn't be his wife until my husband died. You can rest assured that my position will always be a concubine."

Qin Ji was so upset that she never expected to meet Jiang. She didn't want to have anything to do with the Qin family this time. The tide of the world will rise and fall. It's useless to attack the block again. She planned to be a ghost. She came suddenly and finished her wish and left.

But Jiang came after all and was still waiting for her. The wife and concubine of the same person met when Yin and Yang were separated. They had the same situation and seemed different. When Qin Ji saw Jiang, she thought she was the shadow of her husband after she left. When Jiang saw Qin Ji, she knew that she had the appearance of her husband. Those that Qin Ji can't let go can now be found in Jiang Shi. What Jiang Shi can't catch up with or ask for can also be seen in the eyes of Qin Ji.

Jackie said she never thought of any position.

Jiang said that in the eyes of her husband and mother-in-law, her concubine is thousands of times better than your wife.

"If it weren't for the kindness of your husband and the consideration of your old relationship, where would you get your right wife today!"

Han Lingsha glanced at yuntianhe and Liu Mengli. She was flustered. Qin Ji and Jiang's husband were fighting for nothing but sincerity. Jackie doesn't want to argue about this because she is ashamed. The people who love each other in the world can accommodate each other, but they can't accommodate others any more.

But if

Qin Ji whispered, "if you want this position, I will never compete with you."

Jiang sneered, but his words were softer than ice and snow, "yes, you and I have nothing to contend with. After all, before my husband died, I served around day and night to make medicine and dress for him. He and he also treated me as a treasure." Jiang's eyes shed tears. She still sneered and shed tears. "Our husband and wife are united. Even if... There is no cure for his illness, in the last few months of his life, we are still immortal couples, and I accompanied him through the last journey. Your wife, from his urgent illness in bed to his death funeral, has not appeared from beginning to end. What do you take to argue with me!"

"No, stop." Qin Ji trembled and was cold to the bone marrow. Jiang's words were more powerful than thousands of knives and swords, and she was going to cut her blood all over the ground.

"What? You don't like listening? I don't want to know how I love my husband and how my father-in-law and mother-in-law scold you? Do you know that women are jealous? You are unfilial to your parents, childless, jealous, and secretive. I'm afraid you are also a thief... "

As soon as Han Lingsha heard "theft", she became angry and shouted at Jiang: "Hello! People are dead. What's the use of you being aggressive here? "

Jiang smiled faintly. "The little girl is right. Her husband has gone. What's the use of talking to your ungrateful wife? Will you love him?"

Qin Ji begged, "please don't say any more. I just want to give him incense this time. I'll leave soon."

"Go? Yes, you can leave him again, just like before. "

"No - I'm not..."

"Not what? Do you know that since my husband went, I'm afraid he's alone. I come here to accompany him every day and stay with him from morning to night. But what about you?! You left him for four years! Not four days and four months, but four years! "

Han Lingsha knew what she said was true. She came to thousands of pagodas to stand on the spot this afternoon. She did see this woman kneeling alone in front of the incense table to keep the spirit. But at that time, she cared more about the Buddha beads on the top of the tower, so she didn't pay more attention. Now she can't hate this person any more.

Jiang looked at Qin Ji. He could not say hatred or anger in his eyes. He just hated her and was jealous of her. He said word by word, "you don't have to give him incense. If he knows under the spring, he won't listen to what you want to say."

Qin Ji trembled slightly and finally nodded slowly.

Just as she turned to go, Jiang stopped her, "wait, if you want to burn incense, you can, but you must promise me one thing."

"You say, as long as I can do it."

"Of course you can do it. It's easy for you. I want you to leave Chenzhou immediately after incense and never come back! You don't deserve to be here! "

Yun Tianhe frowned, "it's too much. Why?"

Liu Mengli listened to the voices of the people and had already distinguished them. At the moment, he just looked at Jiang with compassion.

Qin Ji pacifies yuntianhe and agrees to Jiang's terms.

Jiang walked slowly two steps away from the incense case, turned his back to the people, but he didn't want to see it again.

Qin Ji knelt down in front of the spirit and worshipped. She was silent. She didn't know what she said in her heart.

Seeing her, yuntianhe remembered that he was the same in front of his father's memorial tablet. What are the living saying to the dead? Can the dead hear the words of the living? I'm afraid it's just wishful thinking. There are many wishful thinking things in the world. Yun Tianhe doesn't understand why the dispute between Jiang and Qin Ji is. He just feels that he doesn't understand more and more things.

Liu Mengli walked gently to his side and whispered with his secret voice: "childe Yun, the situation is too bad. The wife of the Qin family has a calm and sad melody in her heart and has a hidden ambition to die. Let's come back after seeing sister Qinji off later. "

Yuntianhe nodded and told Han Lingsha about it. The female snitch had no objection.

Qin Ji worshipped her late husband and got up to thank Jiang. Jiang didn't turn around and was silent.

The party came out of the thousand pagodas.

It's a cold night.

The monks of Qianfo Temple hold torches, and their bald heads are shining. The wind on the lake folded the sparkling waves, and two ferries floated in the offshore lake, casting a long and silent shadow.

Qin Ji sits in the bow of the boat and listens to the guests sitting in the bow of another boat.

"Aren't you angry when that man says such ugly things?"

"As long as she allows her husband to live his last days happily, I will only be grateful."

"My father said that if you like someone, you just want her to be happy every day, even if that person doesn't like himself or even knows himself."

"It's better for the world to hope for immortals, but don't know how to care about them than to be alone for thousands of times."

"Later, where are you going?"

"With Qin, you are home all over the world. I wanted to go with my husband, but I didn't have the face to see him. I want to continue to collect the remnant music of the past dynasties and fulfill the wish of my husband... Maybe he would like to meet me in a dream. "

"Take care."

"Accept your help and repay your promise."

The sound of the piano came from the sparkling waves. On the dark and dreary night in Chenzhou, the people who heard the sound were silent. Monks gathered at the ferry, and people by the river pushed windows to visit. Thousands of stars in the sky and thousands of lights and candles on the earth are reflected on the lake. The dark boat is floating on the cold water light, carrying a boat of stars and lights.

The piano sounds like endless spring water. On such a night, the lake echoes women's songs.

In the thousand Buddha pagoda, Jiang listened to distant laments and stared at the memorial tablet.

"My husband, I saw the man you never forget. She looks very ordinary. Why do you want to be with her? You don't know how happy I am when I heard my aunt say that I want to marry you. I only want to wear wedding clothes for you in my life. Why do you have the heart not to look at me? Will you be cold over there? Is it lonely? I'll accompany you. I'll come right away. After seeing that person, I know that I'm the only one who really loves you in the world. No matter where you go, I'll accompany you and never leave you... "

The Pearl of the thousand Buddha pagoda shines with bright light. Everything is clear. When yuntianhe and others returned, the woman with peony on her head fell down in a pool of blood, and the pink petals were stained with Yin Hong's blood. Han Lingsha screamed, and Liu Mengli hurriedly cast her spell for treatment. Yuntianhe just stood where he was, staring at the blood stained peony“ Tianhe! Tianhe! She's dying! " Yuntianhe shook his head, "I, I have a way." He pointed to the Buddha bead on the top of the tower. His divine intention was like a sword. He cut a thousand feet of Buddha light, pinched it in his palm, kneaded it into a beating heart, and put it into Jiang's chest. Then he pulled out the gold scissors inserted in his heart, and no blood gushed out. He pressed the wound with his palm, and his internal Qi exploded, pulling the meridians together. Liu Mengli used a magic method to help her rebirth. Within a moment, Jiang's pulse recovered and her breathing stabilized. After a busy time, they simply helped to the end and brought Jiang back to the Qin house in a coma overnight. The next day, Han Lingsha quietly visited. Last night, Jiang was covered in blood, which frightened the Qin family. It was another comfort to learn that she attempted suicide. After walking through the gates of hell this time, the infatuated woman seemed to see a lot more, and her eyebrows were no longer sad. Han Lingsha was relieved and returned to the inn. Yuntianhe wolfed down at the dining table in the lobby. Liu Mengli accompanied him with a cup of tea. When they saw the female Xia coming back, they raised their hands and said hello. Han Lingsha smiled unconsciously on her face. The Korean savage rolled his eyes, and then sat quietly beside him. This is a new day in Chenzhou.