Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xun had enough sleep, lowered his head, and read the "Heart Sutra".

With a 'snap', a gust of wind blew by, and the book was closed heavily.Lin Xun raised his eyes, and the surrounding was peaceful, and the gust of wind was obviously man-made.

A handsome and vicious man sat across from him, with a gloomy face, and he kept mumbling something. Lin Xun couldn't hear clearly, but he felt that he was cursing.

In the end, his eyes were like arrows, "Don't look at these things that harm the country and the people again."

Lin Xun pursed his lips and looked at the sky, how did he rise to the level of harming the country and the people?

The next moment, the man disappeared without a trace just like when he came.

Lin Xun shook his head, spread out the book, and read aloud with the breeze: "Depending on origin and emptiness, impermanence and no self, it is completely broken..."

The melodious voice drifted away with the wind, and the man who was exercising lightness kung fu and leaving vaguely heard the last few words, his breath was unsteady, and he almost fell headlong.

In the hall, Chen Han was talking to Su Qin, when he suddenly felt a gust of cold air rushing towards his face, he quickly picked up the memorial and stood behind Su Qin: "Ai Qing, someone assassinated him!"

Su Qin glanced at him: "Acquaintance."

Chen Han couldn't practice martial arts because of his health, and he didn't see clearly until the person approached. He returned to his original position, put down the memorial, and returned to a serious and upright face.

The corner of the visitor's mouth twitched: "You have been putting on a show for more than ten years."

Chen Han had the airs of an emperor, but his face was quite gentle: "Second brother, long time no see."

Jiang Yu also noticed the change in his expression. Just as his anger had extinguished, Chen Han continued, "It just so happens that you are here. The weather has been hot recently, and the royal chef in the palace has pickled a lot of side dishes. You can eat them with wine."

As soon as he heard the word 'pickled', Jiang Yu immediately became furious, and sneered: "The emperor's kindness is mighty, the emperor not only cares about the old relationship, but also teaches Quan Quanzi, it really taught him very well!"

At this moment, Chen Han was suspecting that he sneezed and said it was not typhoid fever. His health was not very good, and the prince could not stand alone. Once he fell ill, there was no one in the government who could represent him.

So he couldn't hear the anger in Jiang Yu's words.

"It should be," Chen Han waved his hand: "Second Brother, don't take it to heart."

The ground shook for a while, Chen Han quickly caught the writing brush that was about to roll off the ground, and looked at Jiang Yu puzzled.

"What do you mean, brother?"

Jiang Yu sneered: "You let him wipe out all emotions and desires, and you still have the face to ask me."

Chen Han thought of the absurd wish that Lin Xun had said a few months ago, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart: "I thought you had some misunderstanding."

Jiang Yu: "Could it be that he wants to be a eunuch himself?"

"Of course not," Chen Han denied, "What he wants to be is the chief eunuch."

"..."

It was cold, and the sun was shining brightly outside, but Chen Han felt a burst of cold air turning into thousands of needles piercing into his heart from the soles of his feet.

Chen Han silently stepped back a little.

"Su Aiqing."

"The minister is here."

"... Escort."

On the other hand, when Master Jingchen came back, he found that Lin Xunzheng was reading every word carefully, and he was very obedient. The master nodded in satisfaction: "You can teach me."

Lin Xun put down the book, blinked his big eyes, and something called thirst for knowledge flickered inside.

Although Master Jingchen is a monk, he was still attracted by this look, and sat beside him: "But what do you want to ask?"

Lin Xun: "People are inherently kind, right?"

Master Jingchen twirled his prayer beads: "Amitabha, the poor monk believes that everyone is born the same, and his thoughts and emotions change with the different growth environments."

"So there are no two identical leaves in the world," Lin Xun closed the book: "There are no two people with exactly the same personality in the world."

Master Jingchen said with a smile: "Getting along with others is a science in itself."

Lin Xun nodded: "Then, can Buddhist principles be used to solve all the complicated interpersonal relationships in the world?"

"Single emptiness of dependent origin encompasses all things in the world. All dharmas are born by karma and extinguished by karma. Naturally, they can cover human relationships."

Lin Xun: "I have a friend. His mother is his mother, but his father is the child of his mother's father. However, his father's mother is the concubine of the child's mother's father in name. Can you help me sort it out?" Is there any relationship between this?"

Master Jingchen pinched a Buddhist bead and stopped moving.

Lin Xun frowned slightly: "Didn't it mean that interpersonal relationships are only a small part of Buddhism?"

Master Jingchen opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, as if he had grasped some amazing secret.

Lin Xun: "You know?"

Master Jingchen froze, and his tone seemed to be saying in disguise: "You know too much."

He stood up abruptly, Lin Xun was almost taken aback by his sudden movement.

"The poor monk suddenly remembered that there is something important to do. I'm afraid I can't teach the second prince."

Now he didn't even say the word 'donor'.

Lin Xun frowned. Isn't the most important thing for a monk is to accompany the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, so what conflicts do you have with him?

Master Jingchen refused to stay no matter what, so he went to Chen Han to ask for his resignation. How Chen Han persuaded him to stay, Master Jingchen had only one sentence from the beginning to the end: "Your Highness is talented, and you can become a talent by self-study. The poor monk does not want too much." interference."

Chen Han had no choice but to let him go, Master Jingchen hurried out of the palace, and he didn't even have time to pack his luggage after hearing the report from his servants.

"Now you can see clearly?" After Master Jingchen left as if fleeing for his life, Chen Han said slowly: "Your precious son has already realized a 'Tao' by himself, which has nothing to do with others."

Jiang Yu still didn't listen to the explanation, drew his sword to face each other, and decided that it was Chen Han who brought Chen Anyan to a crooked way.

Su Qin slightly raised his sleeves, a burst of yellow smoke spread across the ground, and Jiang Yu dodged, and the agitated robe was slightly stained, and a black hole was burned out.

"Enough is enough." Su Qin said.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "I haven't done anything for a long time, why, have you thought about some tricks?"

As soon as Su Qin's gaze changes, he will be serious.

Chen Han took a deep breath, this hall is made of glazed tiles, and there are precious antiques everywhere, these two people are here to do it, there is no guarantee that the palace will be rebuilt in the end.

"Second brother." Chen Han sat up straight and narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat, every time Chen Han showed this expression, nothing good would happen.

Sure enough, the next moment, Chen Han raised a standard smile: "You are going to be a grandfather, you know?"

Afraid that he wasn't cruel enough, Chen Han made another stab at him: "He's still a grandfather under the age of 40. The leader of the Changran group is pregnant, and everyone says that the child is safe."

……

Lin Xun, who didn't know how many waves he had unintentionally caused, threw the "Heart Sutra" in his hand in an inconspicuous corner, took off his clothes, and walked into the soup pool.

People with steam heating are very comfortable, and they don’t need to bathe and burn incense to worship Buddha. Lin Xun leisurely leaned against the side of the pool, thinking that the monk was unexpectedly timid.

But about the secrets in the palace, the less you know, the longer you live, but it is the truth.

He suddenly sighed, turned to the posture lying on the edge of the pool, staring at the white bone in the corner, Lin Xun deliberately placed it in the corner, in a half-sitting posture.

He didn't pour blood on it in Wuyou Villa, so why hasn't it changed?

[System: The blood to feed the Gu King's grave is best provided by the host himself. 】

Lin Xun was stunned, and it was too late for him to get up early. The system actually made a sound on its own initiative.

"What if you use other people's blood?"

[System: One hundred bowls of blood is worth one drop of the host's blood. 】

Lin Xun: ...

After a long silence, he stared at the corpse at the corner for a long time, got up and wiped off the water droplets on his body, put on his clothes and walked outside silently.

There is a boundless starry sky outside the house, Lin Xun's eyes are slightly empty, but he is thinking in his heart: With the Gu King's Tomb, he can win the support of Wuyou Villa, relying on a strong army alone is far from enough to conquer this world, Chen Guo Although the current military strength is the strongest, it is not easy to deal with the lotus country and the area outside the region.

Especially in the area outside the region, although the politics are not enlightened, they are desperate to fight. If they fight head-to-head, even if they win, it will be a miserable victory.

After some consideration, Lin Xun still did not give up cultivating the Gu King Tomb.

He spread his hands, looking at the skin without any wounds, the thought of cutting with a knife just passed by, nodded and shook his head, as if he had made a certain decision.

Later in the night, Lin Xun walked out of the room and stopped a servant: "Is the national teacher back?"

Servant: "I'm back."

Lin found his room, took out a bowl, recalled Su Qin's daily living time, and waited for an opportunity.

It is said that Su Qin's life rules and Lin Xun are two opposite extremes. Lin Xun usually does what he thinks of on a whim. Su Qin happens to be the opposite. It is like a standard time clock. When do you get up in the morning and what to do at night? There is a fixed time period for returning and dealing with things.

Lin Xun sometimes feels that Su Qin's life is boring, and sometimes admires his strong self-control.

In any case, Su Qin's regular lifestyle is only good for him today.

……

Black hair spread out in the water, under the hazy water vapor, Su Qin's eyes were unpredictable.

Lin Xun poked a small hole in the paper window, put his face on it, focused his eyes on the beautiful scenery surrounded by mist, and rested the bowl on the tip of his chin.

In the water light, Su Qin could be vaguely seen moving his body, revealing the charming texture of his skin.

pat!

A drop of nosebleed dripped down.

Lin Xun glanced at the blood in the bowl, was very satisfied, and continued to look carefully.

The bony hands brushed aside the wet hair casually, revealing the sexy collarbone.

pat!

Another nosebleed.

Lin Xun licked the corner of his mouth and continued his efforts.