The Buddha Temple is not pure

The catastrophe in the Eastern Capital City has ended, but the catastrophe in Mengjue Temple has just begun.

A dark room was found in Sao Yuxuan. In the dark room, there were ancient bamboo scrolls and yellow pages, which were piled up on the bookshelves. The lettering is particularly conspicuous, and the inkstone next to it has been washed, but there are still traces of crimson traces on it, which are cinnabar.

Open the book of life policy, there are poems and paintings, the poems have no title, and the paintings don't know what they mean, but those who are interested can always see the clues.

Zhu Mengzhen wet the inkstone with water, tapped the ink brush lightly, circled it on the fate policy again, and ticked out the surnames and first names scattered in it. Only then did King Runing and the children of the aristocratic families open their eyes. Playing between the palms of your hands.

Duan Shiqing looked at his fate strategy, not knowing why, but what was written on it was "Coldly counting other people's lives, but holding the front light of Yuejing's case; Golden Feather Lonely Hong is approaching the end of the world, and his gratitude and grievances are not clear." Among them, "Shi" and "Qing" was circled by Zhu Mengzhen.

But he just didn't know what it meant, so he handed it to the second sister, who read it and didn't understand, the poem didn't speak like him, but rather like a fortune teller, and the light in front of the case didn't know who it was referring to, so why did she blame her? Well, Jinyu Guhong didn't know what he said, the last sentence was easy to understand, but he didn't know what it meant.

Looking at the blank space on the fate policy, Duan Shiqing always felt that it was not that simple: "Second sister, I think this poem is not finished, it seems that there is still a next line."

"That's right, a fate-judgment poem should have a beginning and an end. This poem of yours seems to only explain the cause, but not the result."

It is true that they can find their own fate strategy, but it is another matter that they may not be able to understand it. The degree of obscurity is completely beyond the ability of everyone to accept.Ji and Duan's families are not from a scholarly family, but it is difficult for them to read such words, Zhu's family is better, but Zhu Mengzhen can't say too much, after all, Duan Shiqing's fate strategy is different from ordinary people.

Among them, the only poem about fate that is easy to understand is Xie Chengxiu's.

Even people like King Runing who value martial arts and despise literature, and who have been in the battlefield for a long time can see it clearly. After reading it all, he closed his life policy, and his face turned green.

It is difficult to be prime minister without rotten wood, and the golden roof is not to be repaired;

In front of the tomb of bones, there is a storm of wind and moon, and the gentle, rich and noble smoke is gone;

Yin and Yang do not ask whether there is love or not, mourning is to welcome the dead wife;

Even if she is willing to die, she is as beautiful as a knife, and it is hard to give up.

Born to be a rotten wood, dead to bury a beauty, full of muddleheaded accounts, humiliating the face of his parents and relatives, this person will eventually die, if he does not die, he will have his tendons and skin at this moment.

Duan Cunxi supported King Runing, and was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, but he pushed him over: "You have taught me a good son."

She was also wronged, and she cried endlessly. King Runing had a headache, so he ignored it.

All the people present were anxious, annoyed, happy, and worried, and they didn't know that this strategy could not be changed.

Ji Yuanjin proposed to take back all his family's strategies, but Zhu Mengzhen refuted them, saying that such things as life strategies are leaked after seeing them, so how can they be kept private.

As we all know, life cannot be counted, the more it is counted, the thinner it is, and the life span cannot be counted, the more it is counted, the shorter it is. Since ancient times, the magicians who have counted the fate of others, which one is not short-lived, and who can die?When dealing with such mysterious and mysterious things, the less you know, the better, whether it is others' or your own.

After reading the policy, forget it, let alone take it back with you.

King Runing has never believed in evil, but the existence of this kind of thing is undoubtedly not a challenge to his authority. The mountains and rivers he gained from fighting and killing for half his life are actually written by others, full of ink stains, who can bear it?

It turned out that in this life, he lived like a heart puppet.

He ordered people to throw out the door full of orders, and started another fire.

"Burn these orders to me."

Zhu Mengzhen risked his life and knelt in front of Ming Ce, begging: "My lord, no."

Ji Xuanzhen also knelt down: "Your Majesty, this matter has not been investigated yet, and these things don't know how to burn them. Don't provoke the anger of the sky and people. But it's not just locusts attacking the city, it's as simple as flooding the east."

Everyone also knelt down and begged in unison: "My lord, no!"

King Runing sneered: "My life is up to me, not ghosts and gods! These things are deeply confusing and harmful. If you don't burn them clean, it's hard to guarantee that they won't be left to those with ulterior motives. But what about you, you are afraid of being punished by God." If you can't bear to destroy it, aren't you afraid of putting your own destiny in the hands of others?"

The person with ulterior motives in his mouth probably refers to the former writing officer.

But Xie Chengwan also said: "Father, think twice, if you think about it, if the post of immortality really exists, it is not only in Dongdu, Kyushu and the world without exception, such as the first-class good fortune and righteous gods, rectifying the world, eliminating disasters, bless one side The water, soil and weather are in good order, if you destroy it rashly, you will be punished by heaven, and the shrine on the Snake King Ridge is the same."

"If you don't destroy it, who will take over?" King Runing glanced at everyone with disdainful eyes, since they all believed that this was an errand that would damage the morality, no one would accept it. If no one takes over these things, it would be better to destroy them It's done.

The court was silent like cicadas, and they exchanged glances with each other, but there was no result.

After the king of Runing snorted coldly, he gave an order and ordered people to throw the torches. More than a dozen torches rushed towards the mountain of books. Those ancient books were caught in the fire. Thick smoke and dust flew everywhere, and everyone covered their mouths and noses.

Really burned.

He has been fighting and killing for many years, and he has already been hard-hearted, so he doesn't care how much crime he will cause.

Everyone was amazed, Ji Xuanzhen's hands were already hot when he was covering his knees, and he was helplessly watching Ming Ce turn into ashes and could do nothing.

When I was searching for the life policy in the dark room just now, there were three people who couldn't find it. One of them was Zhu Mengzhen, the other was Zhu Minke. I found both Mr. Zhu and Zhu Minchen. He originally wanted to find out after the fact. But now it was set ablaze by King Runing, even if there was something strange in it, there is no way to find out now.

Another one is Ji Luoyu, just now he didn't even have time to find his own order, he looked for Ji Luoyu first, but he couldn't find it in the end, very strange.

Doubt, worry, fear and all kinds of emotions seemed to be inextricably frozen on his face, and Zhu Mengzhen saw it: "What is fourth master worried about?"

Ji Xuanzhen shook his head: "I have a bad feeling."

The corner of Zhu Mengzhen's mouth raised a faint smile, and immediately shouted: "My lord, don't burn it."

Everyone's eyes came together, and even Ji Xuanzhen, who was kneeling beside her, was taken aback, she stood up neither humble nor overbearing, and saluted before the steps: "My lord, the life policy records the life and death of the people in the Eastern Capital, so it cannot be burned. "

"Why didn't you say it just now?"

Zhu Mengzhen evaded and did not answer, just bowed and said: "Although the fate policy is mysterious and undecided, it is not clear after investigation, but it is indeed an extraordinary thing. If you destroy it rashly, you are afraid of being punished by heaven. I know that the prince is upright, upright, and has been on the battlefield for a long time. There is no fear of ghosts and gods, but I am afraid that the blessings will be damaged, and the retribution will be in the children and grandchildren, not in the present, and it is rare to see, so I have to be more cautious. According to Meng Zhen, the prince might as well find a trustworthy person to entrust his fate. Determining good fortune and misfortune, the next will be peace of mind."

"It's easy for the saint to say, but it's hard to find someone who is trustworthy. If you don't give in to power and lust, don't seek personal gain, don't fear blessings and misfortunes, and don't worry about gains and losses, who can do it in Dongdu?"

Zhu Mengzhen didn't say a word, just leaned over and stood there, and became the target of everyone's eyes, isn't it obvious enough?

Ji Xuanzhen seemed to understand her eyes, and knew that her awareness was extraordinary. This time, he was afraid that he would turn the tide and sacrifice himself for others. Although he felt sorry for her, he was willing to help her, so he clasped his fists and said: "The person the prince said, It's not that there are no Dongdu, and it's only Shenggu who counts."

Zhu Mengzhen is indeed the most suitable.

Her merits of saving lives and healing the wounded come first, no one does not appreciate her kindness, and her brave demeanor comes later, no one does not admire her sacrifice. For herself, she has not only achieved her goal, but also earned enough people's hearts. Kill two birds with one stone.

Ji Xuanzhen's prestige was unquestionable, and soon someone followed and responded. The prince himself had a very good impression of Zhu's family. Of course he agreed, but he didn't know what the holy lady meant: "What does the holy lady think?"

Without any excuses, she said decisively: "Meng Zhen is willing to lead Dongdu to write! The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Aren't you afraid of compromising your Yin virtue?" He is not afraid of anything, but there is no guarantee that future generations will be as hard-working as him. Who can say clearly about retribution.He ordered people to carry buckets to fetch water, and threw down the fire. Fortunately, half of the order was left.

Zhu Mengzhen pushed the boat smoothly and said: "My lord doesn't know something. I have been practicing medicine since I was 12 years old. Now it has been ten years. I have saved lives and healed countless people. The people in Dongdu praised me and called me a saint. I know that I am not worthy of virtue." I am ashamed of the elders of Dongdu. As for the loss of Yin and virtue, it has been inevitable since I answered the holy lady. These fates are piled up here. It’s extremely difficult, so let me take over.”

"Have you thought it through?" King Runing reconfirmed.

Zhu Mengzhen nodded: "I'm not afraid of losing my morality, I'm just afraid that I can't handle this strategy."

No matter how foolish King Runing is, he will not fail to understand what she means, she wants the blessing of royal power!

These fate strategies are hot in anyone's hands, because everyone has their own selfish intentions. They are afraid of damaging their virtues and want to change their fate against the sky.

Therefore, the selected person must not only be upright and fair, everyone can trust him, but also need the king's personal order, so that he can be stable for a long time.

King Runing turned sideways, asked her to stand beside him, and said to the people below: "This king personally ordered the holy lady to take over the writing in Dongdu, is there any objection?"

I wish Meng Zhen what he wants and the authority of King Runing is blessing him, I believe no one will object.

As expected, there was no sound from Yaque under the steps, and whoever took the lead shouted: "The holy lady takes over the order, so we can rest assured." Afterwards, everyone responded one after another.

Standing upright on the high platform, she squinted her eyes slightly and smiled at the corners of her mouth. She looked down at the crowds of people on the steps, enjoying the overwhelming shouts and support, and suddenly felt that there was a ray of light behind her.

Now, she feels that it doesn't matter if she has a fairy book or not, and it doesn't matter if she lives forever. All she wants is this moment.

As for Yue Weiyang, there is no need to worry, Venerable Yuejing's merits and virtues are complete and ranked among the Buddhas. As the attendant of Tianxiang, Yue Weiyang must follow the west, and he will step down from the post of writing officer.

Moreover, for the pen holder, the ink pen in his hand is as important as his own life, and she left the ink pen and left, so it can be seen that she will not come back, and it does not pose any threat to her successor Dong Du's writing.

But what she didn't know was that although Yue Weiyang didn't threaten her anymore, Ji Luoyu would always come back, no, it was Xue Suilan!

The world is unpredictable, so be proud and be proud.

"Thank you for your recommendation, Meng Zhending devoted himself to death, and lived up to your entrustment." She looked dignified, as if she was ordered in danger, but she was very ecstatic in her heart, and she couldn't wait to get the ink pen.

The future Dongdu will be the world of Zhu Mengzhen.

Her haughty eyes swept across the crowd, and when she was complacent, she inadvertently saw a strange yet familiar face, which made her face slightly stiff, and gradually restrained her smile. Appeared to be extremely silent.

Shi Fangxu, the envoy of the golden pen!

Why is he here?

When Fang Xu cupped his hands, he seemed to be congratulating her, but until he turned and left, he remained expressionless.

Not knowing what Tianji Palace meant, she froze, feeling cold from head to toe.

After everyone retreated, she didn't leave, and spread out the life policy one by one to dry. Those who were burned by the fire could not be rescued, and those who were wet by water could still read the writing clearly. It may be used after drying.

Ji Xuanzhen wanted to stay with her, but they had never been married, and the lonely man and widow living together would inevitably be criticized by others. For the sake of her reputation, Ji Xuanzhen also left, leaving the lonely and dark Sao Yuxuan only she alone.

The bright moon was in the sky, looking at the dilapidated rafters under the shadow of the moon, she was thinking about how to repair it, but she didn't notice a figure turned outside the door.

The man laughed and said, "It's the first time I've seen the moon basking. Is your life strategy for people or ghosts?"

Zhu Mengzhen was startled suddenly, and when he looked up, he found that Shi Fang Xu had returned.

The imperial envoy of the golden pen has the dignity of an imperial envoy of the golden pen, she hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I have seen the imperial envoy of the golden pen."

Shi Fangxu smiled deeper: "Yes, you still remember me, it seems that Yue Weiyang tore up your fate is a conscious choice."

"You knew already?"

"It's only you who don't know, I've been here for more than a day or two." He paced around the room, found a seat at random, and sat down without Ji Luoyu chasing him out with a broom, so he was quite at ease. .

"Get up, don't kneel." Seeing that Zhu Mengzhen was still saluting, he sighed, "If Yue Weiyang was half as respectful as you, it wouldn't be so."

"Yue Weiyang is the waiter of Tianxiang, with a respected status. It is only an expedient measure to hold the pen in Dongdu. Naturally, she will not be as respectful as I am. Now she is back in her original position. Congratulations, but Dongdu can't live without a pen officer, so I just Dare to assume the post, but I don't know what the purpose of the Tianji Palace is? I also ask the Golden Pen Imperial Envoy to show me." After saying that, he knelt down again.

Shi Fangxu said helplessly: "I don't have so many rules here. If you like to kneel, you can kneel. Anyway, I came here this time to salute and seal you. It is the will of Lord Lian Zhenxing to give you a treasure book of red pens. From now on, everything will be taken over by you.”

Such an important matter came out of his mouth, why was it so calm, but it was like a joke.

"really?"

"I've come here in person, can I still have a vacation? But you are too impatient." He pointed out, "I know you have long been interested in the post of writing in Dongdu, and you are worried about Tianji Palace if you can't wait for Tianji Palace to arrange it. The arrangement was not what you wanted, so everyone knows about this secret, although you won in the end, and the people recommended you to be the writer of Dongdu, but have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

Selfishness was seen through by him, so Zhu Mengzhen couldn't help being embarrassed, so he could only prevaricate: "I will do what Yue Weiyang does, and I will do things impartially. Who can do anything to me?"

When Fang Xu heard it, he couldn't laugh or cry: "You really don't know what Yue Weiyang did? You still want to follow suit. She was beheaded in the Yin River and fell into the sky. Do you think so?"

"What?" Zhu Mengzhen was surprised, "Didn't she go to become a Buddha with Venerable Yuejing, such a joke can't be taken, and the imperial envoy should respect himself."

Shi Fangxu sighed: "In order to go against the sky and change her fate, she did not hesitate to steal the purple lucidum of the earth's veins. This is why the locusts attacked the city later, and when she asked Fengqiu Qiwu Lord to come forward to rescue her, she delayed the next Yuan Festival. That’s why the Eastern Capital was flooded.”

"But even so, it won't be beheaded!"

"Yes, not really, but she killed the God of Frozen End in order to save the people of Dongdu from floods."

"Kill God? How dare she!"

Shi Fangxu shook his head: "You don't know her, there is no one in this world who dares not! You don't want to learn from her, or you won't be able to cut off a few heads."

No matter how much Zhu Mengzhen thought about it, he couldn't understand: "The price is too high. Who is she changing her fate for?"

Shi Fangxu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't tell the truth: "In short, from now on, you have to take care of yourself and don't follow in her footsteps. Otherwise, I can give you the treasure book of the vermilion pen, and I can also take it away. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"By the way, where is Yue Weiyang's vermilion pen? I want to take it away."

"She's gone, so what's the point of the envoy's vermilion pen?"

Shi Fangxu picked up the vermilion pen before the case, turned the pen holder, let the bright moonlight under the window outline the whole picture of the engraving on the tip of the pen, deep and shallow, and didn't pay much attention to it. I scribbled my name, but unexpectedly, once I hold the pen, it will last for a thousand years.

Duan Shiqing's reincarnation mole hadn't been touched yet, and the pen was still useful, so he put it in his sleeve, explained a few more words, and then turned and left.

Zhu Mengzhen chased him out and asked him a difficult question.

"Dare to ask the envoy, should the writing officer have to get rid of all emotions and six desires, and not be allowed to marry or mourn before retiring? If this is the case, why would Lian Zhenxing agree with me to take over as Dongdu's writing?"

Without turning his head, he replied: "The Tianji Palace has never had such a rule."

"Then why are all the scribes like this?"

He looked back under the moon, frowned and smiled, hesitantly, and seemed to think of someone again: "I don't know, anyway, those who can't let go of their emotions and desires, have all retired, so you can do it yourself."