Chapter 2085

Seeing that he seemed to have some feeling and melancholy, Yang Zhaoqing comforted him: "no one can always be happy and happy. Xiaomin also has his worries. Where there are people, there are gratitude and resentment. Everyone has to pay a price. The king has done a good job to his mother."

Miao Yi said with a smile, "do you mean I'm not satisfied?"

Dare not Knowing that he was joking, Yang Shaoqing bowed back with a smile, and then found a star bell. He did not know where the news came from. As the head of the palace, he always had a lot of chores. After holding the star bell, Yang Zhaoqing said, "Lord, here we are. The guests from the blissful world say they are old friends of the Lord."

"Old acquaintance?" Miao Yi subconsciously thought it was yuluocha and asked, "who?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "luohanpulan."

"Rohanpram?" Miao Yi was stunned. He took over some spies from Su Yun. However, he didn't have many acquaintances in the blissful world, so it's easy to remember all of them. He asked, "Pu Lan, the close disciple of Jinghua Buddha?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "yes, she is."

"Oh Miao Yi nodded, "that's an acquaintance. I owe her a favor in those years. Please help me meet her in person!" I don't know what the monk is doing here, but when I met him at that time, this Pulan was really good to him, and he responded to every request.

Pulan accompanied only 100 monks. She did not bring too many people into the palace, but only two. The rest stayed outside the palace for a long time.

In terms of status, today's Pulan is obviously not as good as Miao Yi. However, Miao Yi waited at the stairway of the attic for the love of others in those years. Moreover, it was a great honor to send Yang Zhaoqing to meet him in person.

A beautiful woman walked up the stairs beside Yang Zhaoqing. Her hair was wrapped in a shawl. Her forehead was full and bright. Her bright eyes were not flighty. She was shining like stars. Although she was a monk, she was dressed in a white dress of a hermit. Her neck was tied with a necklace and her face was quiet and elegant.

The appearance has not changed much. It's still the original dress. It's just that the more dusty the temperament is, Miao Yi recognizes it at a glance and can't help smiling.

Pranbeier's teeth were light, and his face was also floating with a smile. When he came up, he said with a smile: "thank you, Lord." Two of her retinue followed her.

Miao Yi also gave a gift, "in a flash for many years, the elegant demeanor of a hermit is better than that of that year." By the way, please sit down.

When the guests and the host sat down and the servant girl served tea, Pulan looked at Miao Yi with pure eyes, and said with emotion: "although you can see that the Lord is unusual in my early years, I really didn't expect that the benefactor Niu of that year has become the leader of the Southern Army in a twinkling of an eye." It's really shaking your head.

Miao Yi said with a faint smile, "the hermit has also become a arhat, with extraordinary achievements."

Arhat is equivalent to the level of marquis in heaven. It is indeed extraordinary to be able to become a arhat with the cultivation of Pulan.

"Master, I dare not accept it. It's not worth mentioning in front of the king." Pulan's outspokenness was based on the master's background.

After asking for tea, Miao Yi asked, "I'm afraid it's not to reminisce about the past when you come to visit."

Pulan took out a jade ultimatum and gave it to the female monk standing behind her. The latter passed it on to Yang Zhaoqing and finally fell into the hands of Miao Yi. Pulan Fang said, "my master Jinghua Buddha was ordered by the Buddha master to invite several heavenly kings to listen to the Dharma. Considering that he had not seen the Lord for many years, I asked the monk to go there for him."

"Oh, is Buddha going to open the altar again?" Miao Yi responds and checks the jade ultimatum in his hand.

On the other side of the blissful world, the Buddha will hold an altar in Lingshan every other period of time. Once said, it will be several days and nights. It is a great event in the Buddhist world. In addition to the relevant Buddhists in the blissful world, they will also invite some distinguished guests from the heaven. Miao Yi knows this. However, the time of the opening ceremony was set a year later. It was neither too early nor too late.

"Well, now listen to the voice of the Buddha." Miao Yi agrees. Whether he will go or not depends on the situation. If he doesn't want to go, he can find an excuse to refuse at any time.

After Pu Lan gave thanks, he suddenly got up and walked to the garrison in the attic and looked at the mansion. "After the emperor Haotian moved to this place, I came back here first. I wonder if the Lord has the pleasure to accompany me on a tour?"

This is a little flattering. A Luohan asked the heavenly king to accompany him. However, several people in the room heard that she had something to say to Miao Yi alone. Miao Yi got up and said, "it's absolutely necessary." Reach out, please.

Planan didn't seem to want to go down to the garden and looked at the air bridge between the towers.

Miao Yi smiles and reaches out to the corridor bridge to invite them. They walk on the bridge side by side.

The two female monks stayed in the same place, while Yang Zhaoqing quickly found out the star bell and arranged for the person to hold back the idlers and other people in the place where the guest and host went.

Walking on the castle in the air to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the palace is really a unique style. What's more, the magnificence of the whole palace is rare. Pulan sighed: "it's a good place to put the luxury and beauty of heaven and earth in one place!"

"I think the place of Jinghua Buddha's cultivation is not bad. It's said that Lingshan is more graceful and elegant. It's a pity that he has been haunted by worldly affairs and never found a chance." Miao Yi said politely. He thought about the things of that year when he talked about Lingshan, and said with a light smile: "when I wanted to go to Lingshan, the hermits took great pains to arrange it, but they were unexpectedly delayed."Pulan said: "with the king's status, you can go to Lingshan at any time if you want to go. Lingshan should be regarded as a VIP, and it can't be arranged by the poor monk."

Seeing her delay in getting to the point, Miao Yi joked: "it seems that the hermit is really looking for Wang to talk about the old."

Pu Lan said calmly: "although I am a Buddhist, I have been paying close attention to the Lord. In recent years, the Lord has been making a lot of troubles. His means are unimaginable. I don't know how many lives have been killed by him. The southern army is in charge of the battle between the heavenly king and the Lord. The king is a hero. He has killed hundreds of millions of people. Dare you ask him if he has ever felt guilty?"

Miao Yi glanced at her and didn't know what the woman meant. "Why don't you want to be carefree and calm? But the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is still blowing. The housekeeper told me that where there are people, there are enmities. How about that? The hermit only saw the king's persecution. Did he ever see that when I was in a desperate situation, did he think that when millions of people in purgatory wanted to kill him alone, and now those who wanted to marry the head of Ben Wang's neck, did anyone ever feel guilty? I'm afraid I can't die early! This time, if I don't do it first, then someone will attack me. What should I do if I change my residence? Only when the hermit saw the surface, he did not see the internal cause. Buddhists say that they sacrifice themselves to feed tigers. Is there such a person? At least I have never seen it, and I can't do it. If you want to say that the bitter sea is boundless, I can tell you that I have no guilt, I will not turn back, nor can I return to my head. I will let it cross the sea of bitterness and blood in front of me! Are you satisfied? "

Pulan shook his head and sighed, "the Lord misunderstood me. Don't be upset. I don't mean to be guilty. I just feel that when I first met him, the king was chivalrous and courageous, and helped the weak. If it wasn't for the king's help, I would not have been today. At that time, the chivalrous Lord is stepping on a sea of corpses and blood under his feet, which makes me feel like a dream

Speaking of this, Miao Yi was puzzled all the time. He could not help frowning and said, "according to the time and the disrespectful words given by the hermits, if I had seen them in those years, I would not have any impression. I really can't remember when I saved the hermit."

"It's raining!" Pulan murmured, suddenly stopped, reached out to the eaves of the corridor bridge, feeling the silent drizzle.

Miao Yi looked out and saw that it was raining. He replied casually, "there is a lot of rain here. It is said that Su Yun, the housekeeper of haodefang, likes to watch the rain. Therefore, haodefang always chooses a place where there is more rain when he builds his house."

However, Pulan took out a flute and put it on his lips to face the drizzle outside. His white finger pointed to the rising and falling room, and the flute was deep and deep.

“……” Miao Yi is speechless. He feels that he has run into a psychopath. He really doesn't understand what this woman means. A female monk comes here to play flute. What's the matter? However, it seems that he has heard this tune faintly. He is not a refined person, and he seldom listens to Xiao. Because he seldom hears it, he has some impressions when he hears it occasionally. He is hazy in his mind by the tune and outlines some scenes.

After playing the flute in his hand, Pulan turned around and asked with a smile: "this song was composed by the monk himself in his early years. There should be few similarities. Do you have any impression? In the dead of night, when he saw that the LORD was lonely, he played for him at the foot of the mountain

"Played for the king?" Miao Yi points to himself. His eyes are dazed. He listens to Xiao Shao and some people have played it specially for him. It is even more impossible for him to have no impression. However, the tune is a little familiar.

Pu Lan said: "in those days, when wuxiangxing was in a raging war, the poor monk's family was destroyed and his children were mixed with refugees. When he was sleeping in the barren mountains, he was attacked by wolves in the mountains. The refugees fled in all directions. I was so hungry that he couldn't run. When he fell to the ground, several hungry wolves came and thought they were doomed. But the Lord suddenly appeared and several came All the hungry wolves were killed by the king with a sword. He rescued other refugees and scattered the hungry wolves. At that time, there were two people with him, but only the Lord pulled out his sword to save common people like me. After that, the Lord cut down trees from the forest, set up an iron pot, and cooked wolf meat to feed the refugees. The monk once offered a piece of cooked wolf meat to the Lord. The Lord refused. The poor monk took his son to kneel in front of the Lord and begged him to accept his children as a disciple, but he refused. However, the Lord showed me a way to live. He asked him to go to Daliang city in the territory of the king of Liang to find Princess Liang. He said that it was the Royal concubine's cousin who asked him to find it. He also told the princess that as long as the princess was willing to accept him, you would owe him a favor It was that night that I played this song for the king. "

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