Demon King Gu is also counterattacking today [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Yizhao and Huiyun have sharp eyes and ears. Since they heard Xuanyuan Xie and Hu Jiaojiao's indecent voice behind the closed door, they naturally also heard the conversation between the two and Eunuch Ying, knowing that their arrival did not attract the attention of the other party.

After going out, Eunuch Ying quickly adjusted his expression.

"Mr. Feng, Master Huiyun, come with Sajia. The two of you must be tired after traveling all the way. Take a good rest and go see the concubine later."

Gu Yizhao was not surprised by the fact that he was refused to be interviewed, and even felt that it was good not to see these two strange things for a while.

Seeing that Gu Yizhao and Huiyun were not at all discouraged, Eunuch Ying nodded and took another high look: such a calm mind should be reassuring.

Then, the two were arranged to be in Qian Ze Hall, which is adjacent to Concubine Gao's Furong Hall.

After all, the two are outsiders who have just entered the harem, and the imperial guards are stationed at the entrances and exits of Qian Ze Hall, and they are not allowed to move around except this small courtyard.

Fortunately, the environment of Qian Ze Temple is quiet, and red plums and red lotuses are planted. It is winter now. Although the capital has not yet snowed, the red plums have already grown buds. As for the red lotus, it is late summer and early autumn. Open, Gu Yizhao and Huiyun missed it.

Eunuch Ying pushed open the wooden door, and a cold fragrance spread out, which made people feel refreshed.

You can see that the interior of Qianze Hall is elegantly decorated. The patterns on the window lattices, sills, screens and even the porcelain are mostly plum blossoms and lotus flowers of various colors. It means that the concubine who lived here must be extremely favored.

Eunuch Ying patiently explained: "This Palace of Qianze was originally the place where Concubine Qian lived during the reign of the late Emperor. Concubine Qian had a rough life experience. She was also the daughter of a rich family in the early days. Unfortunately, her family was in trouble, so she was sent to a Taoist temple to practice. Met with the first emperor who was visiting privately in Weifu, and they fell in love with each other, so they entered the palace and became a concubine, Ci Qianze Palace. Back then, the Sa family was just a young eunuch who had just entered the palace. Looking back, this noble concubine Qian was really different. "

Gu Yizhao was not interested in the history of Qian Ze Temple at first, but when he heard that Concubine Qian still practiced the aisle, he was a little curious for a while.

"and then?"

Seeing that he got a response, Eunuch Ying continued talking with great interest.

"Although Concubine Qian was born in a Taoist family and has a whole body of cultivation, when a woman gives birth, she has to pass through the gate of hell, even Concubine Qian is no exception. It's a pity, it's a pity, Concubine Qian didn't take this step, mother and child The first emperor was very saddened by the double death, so he sealed off Qian Ze Palace, and it was not opened until today. However, no matter what, Noble Concubine Qian passed away under the favor of the first emperor, and after her death, she was crowned empress. , as for now..."

Now the emperor loves the queen with all his heart. It is a blessing that the queen loves her, but the queen has not conceived for a long time, and the concubine who took the initiative to seduce the emperor and the minister who advised the emperor to "spread rain and dew" failed to end well. Now the harem is just a decoration. .

It's pitiful to those concubines who entered the palace, they spent their youth in vain in this corner.

Eunuch Ying didn't continue talking, after all, talking about the harem in private is a felony, and he can't afford it.

After a short while, several court ladies and eunuchs rushed over respectfully. Eunuch Ying gave a brief introduction, saying that Gu Yizhao and Huiyun would be responsible for the food and daily life of Gu Yizhao and Huiyun. After that, they leisurely left Qian Ze Palace. It was also his duty to order the maids and eunuchs to summon him.

The maids and eunuchs lit up the stove, boiled water, and prepared to eat snacks, and they became busy in an instant.

Gu Yizhao and Huiyun closed their eyes and rested for a while. When the food was ready, they ate something to satisfy their hunger. After the bathtub was filled with hot water, the maids and eunuchs also expressed that they would take a bath for the two of them.

Gu Yizhao resolutely refused.

"No, the two of us don't have the habit of being served and bathed, so you go and guard the door first. If we have something to do, we will call you. If someone is looking for us, remember to knock on the door outside."

The maids and eunuchs didn't force it, and after saying "yes" respectfully, they all left the hall.

Gu Yizhao threw away his clothes and dragged Huiyun into the bathtub.

During the time outside, the two of them could only do some small movements in private, and now they can be regarded as finding time to be alone.

The bathtub is narrow for two tall adult men, and the two of them sit face to face, and it is inevitable that they will rub against each other.

"Master, I have been waiting for more than a month and haven't practiced well, now dare to let me go further?"

Gu Yizhao gently moved closer to Huiyun's ear, and the breath he exhaled made the latter, a cold and eminent monk, shiver slightly.

Huiyun's tone was serious: "The benefactor is not allowed, Yuanyang is very important to the benefactor."

Obviously, after more than a year of entanglement, Huiyun has let go a lot more than at the beginning, and even subconsciously has been able to accept the first gift to Gu Yizhao.

"I just go in for a while, and I promise not to leak Yuanyang. Isn't this how Huan Xifo cultivates? Look, now the time is just right, and I'm blending with the mage. It's not out of selfishness, it's really love The mage loves to the bottom of his heart, and just wants to ask for a title."

Gu Yizhao smiled deeply, his eyes were soft, and the steam rising from the hot water made his whole body glow with warmth.

What he seeks is not joy, but love.

Huiyun was silent for a long while, and finally nodded in agreement. She didn't know whether it was heat or embarrassment, but her face was flushed with a blush, especially with a hint of spring.

"If the benefactor has this confidence, then try it."

Gu Yizhao smiled heartily, like a cat that has finally tasted the taste of fish, with an indelible cunning in its obedience.

Huiyun closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, twirled the lotus with her hands, as if in meditation.

But he was sitting on Gu Yizhao's lap.

After a while, a wave of true energy dragged Huiyun up, and the phantom of the nine-petaled golden lotus loomed, making this handsome Buddha seem to become a Buddha on the spot.

Gu Yizhao chuckled, rubbed some rose essence on his hands to avoid accidentally hurting others, and then used his hands as tools to reclaim wasteland.

The barren land was short of water, so before planting the bamboo shoots, it should be nourished, lest the bamboo shoots fail to grow, and even if they are forced to grow, the land will be damaged.

When the land was finally able to hold the bamboo shoots, the bamboo shoots had sprouted into a towering giant bamboo.

Gu Yizhao let out a sigh when the giant bamboo hanging in the air was finally planted in the soil he dreamed of.

"Master, is this messing with your concentration?"

Huiyun opened his eyes and saw the giant bamboo in the soil with internal vision, and his breathing was rarely disturbed.

"If the benefactor can really disrupt the concentration of the poor monk, the poor monk should thank the benefactor very much."

"The mage said it simply. I am full of love and lack of concentration. I am afraid that if I make a careless move, I will lose everything."

Gu Yizhao sighed and began to pile the soil on the bamboo.

Huiyun's nine-petal golden lotus seat seemed to be swaying in a violent storm, and it became even more vacant.

Even though Huiyun herself has strong concentration, her five senses have all been tested like never before.

Gu Yizhao's deep words full of affection and love, the temperature where the skin touched, the dark and deep eyes, the masculine and elegant breath, and even if the first four senses are closed, there is still the tight entanglement in the soul. Let Huiyun can't get rid of it.

"Do happy things with a lover, regardless of whether he is a Buddha or a fairy."

"Master, your heart beats so fast."

"Master, I feel that you are about to lose."

At a certain moment, Huiyun's body and soul entered an unprecedented realm at the same time.

This is a land as bright and clean as jade. As far as the eye can see, pink lotus flowers are in full bloom, fairy sounds are curling up, and white rainbows are glowing. Is this a paradise of bliss?

Suddenly, at the end of the day, there was a whisper.

"Mage..."

Huiyun clasped his hands together, but he was unable to utter the Buddhist gatha that should have been normal.

Gu Yizhao's face appeared in the sky, and Huiyun suddenly realized that he was standing in the opponent's palm.

"Master, you are about to lose..."

When the palm was squeezed, Huiyun was inevitably trapped in it.

He opened his eyes, and there was a growing emotional barrier in his eyes.

"Whoa!"

In an instant, the golden light in the bathtub vibrated, and a puff of white smoke rose up.

Immediately afterwards, the nine-petal golden lotus seat all dissipated.

Huiyun's breathing stagnates, and all his strength slackens, before throwing himself into Gu Yizhao's embrace.

"Fortunately, the mage lost, otherwise I would have lost first."

Gu Yizhao chuckled, and carried Huiyun out of the tub.

The moment he took back the Lingzhu, the handsome monk let out a sigh that was still full of meaning.

"The poor monk still can't see through this emotional barrier."

The seven emotions and six desires are commonplace, even in the legends of the fairy gods, there are also many fairy tales to love adults.

However, Huiyun is cultivating Buddha. He wants to get rid of the shackles of the physical body and reach the ethereal state, but he doesn't want to sink deeper and deeper. This time, his soul is immersed in the maze called "Gu Yizhao". Can't find a way out.

Gu Yizhao comforted: "If you can't see through it, then take your time. We are not in a hurry, and the future will be long."

"Um……"

Seemingly tired, it was rare for Huiyun to fall asleep without meditating.

It seemed a pity to pour out the spiritual water in Gu Yizhao's tub that was infused with the Buddha's son Yuanyang, so he sat back in the tub and used the "Qi Lian Jue" to absorb the sacred vitality.

At the same time, silently recite the mantra of clearing the mind to dispel the distracting thoughts in the mind.

Gradually, he actually reached the state of samadhi, until the palace door was knocked, and he suddenly realized that the hot water in the tub was already icy cold.

However, the spiritual fruit fused with the Buddha's son Yuanyang is really extraordinary, one day of practice is worth half a year.

After getting dressed, he sat on a chair and let the maids and eunuchs who had been waiting at the door come in, and served warm meals on the table.

Looking at Gu Yizhao, and then at Hui Yun who was sleeping soundly, the maids and eunuchs were stunned, feeling that there was something different between the two of them.

Huiyun, who was originally gentle and clean, seemed to be a little pale, but Gu Yizhao's body seemed to be covered with a layer of holy halo, and his original appearance suddenly increased to ten percent, like a bright moon in the sky, which is beyond reach.

Under Gu Yizhao's gaze, the maid of honor who seldom approached men actually blushed, her original rigid temperament was washed away, and instead she took on some girlish shyness.

"Mr. Feng, I interrupted you two to rest. The weather is cold, if you don't dry your hair, you will easily catch a cold."

"It's okay, we have a little cultivation, and we are not afraid of the cold." Gu Yizhao waved his hand, because he had achieved his goal all along, and he was in a good mood, "You guys go out first, we will ask you to come and clean up after we finish eating."

The court ladies and eunuchs shouted "yes", but they were unwilling to leave the room.

But no matter how unwilling to leave the room, they could only raise their heads step by step, delaying for a few seconds, in order to take a few more glances at Yizhao.

After going out, they couldn't wait to whisper to each other, not hiding their excitement in their words.

"In the past, I only thought Mr. Feng's handsomeness was rare, but after a few hours, looking at it again, he is as handsome and unrestrained as an exile."

"What a man of 'Moshang is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world'!"

"It seems that Mr. Feng was really tired from the long journey before, and his appearance and temperament have dropped by [-] to [-] percent."

"Hey~ Sister Qiao'er, what do you think? You were the closest to Mr. Feng just now, and you even talked to him. That's great~ Mr. Feng's voice is really sweet, just like an oriole."

Qiaoer is the big palace lady.

Hearing this, she forced herself to be calm and said: "We must abide by the rules in the palace. Unless Mr. Feng or Master Huiyun have something to do, we can't disturb them casually. They are the distinguished guests invited by the concubine, do you understand?"

"it is good--"

A group of court ladies and eunuchs thought to themselves: Sister Qiaoer blushed before, but now she is pretending to be serious.

But everyone didn't expose it. After the conversation, they went to their own business. Those who should guard the gate of the palace should guard the gate of the palace, and those who should sweep the floor should sweep the floor.

Of course, these court ladies and eunuchs didn't know that their discussions had already entered the ears of the parties concerned.

Gu Yizhao couldn't help but touched his face, and then looked at the glass mirror more.

But the glass mirror in this period is still relatively blurred, and Gu Yizhao can't see anything if he looks left and right. After all, his facial features have not changed, and his skin is still as good as before. The change seems to be something about temperament.

Seeing that Huiyun didn't get up, Gu Yizhao had no intention of eating, and he himself didn't feel hungry, so he walked around the hall to see if the concubine Qian, who practiced Taoism, had left any Taoism-cultivating things for him to pick up. leak.

Of course...it's unlikely.

Just after Gu Yizhao looked around and felt that he was thinking too much, he suddenly fixed his eyes and glanced at the murals around the palace, as if he meant something?

"'Yaozhi is not snow, only the dark fragrance comes'...Why do these paintings only have part of the poem?"

Speaking of learning, Gu Yizhao looked at the only one among several pictures that did not outline the image of "Snow".

You must know that it is not an easy task to draw "snow" on white paper. It needs to take into account the meticulous brushwork of the painter, and the only one without "snow" is a painting of red plums and white plums. A painting of staggered blooms.

Gu Yizhao lifted the back of the painting and tapped it twice. The sound was different from the dull sound of hitting the wall. There seemed to be a hollow behind it.

"I didn't realize that there is a hidden space behind this mural."

Gu Yizhao thought about it for a moment, and felt that he encountered something unusual.

He tried to push the wall with hidden compartments, but found that he couldn't push it away. At this time, he thought of the first half of the poem, which is "There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone."

The other pictures all depict a few plum blossoms or the whole plum tree, but there is only one picture in the corner, which shows a single branch of red plum blooming proudly in snow and frost.

After opening the painting, he found that there was exactly one window sill that could be pressed down.

With a "click", something seemed to be opened.

This time, Gu Yizhao returned to the picture of red plums and white plums intertwined and opened up, pushed hard, and then pushed away.

It turns out that there is also a painting hanging on the back of the hidden compartment, and there seems to be a lot of anti-corrosion materials inside, exuding a delicate fragrance. Even though it has not been specially maintained for many years, this painting is still brand new as if it was just painted .

In the painting, there is a woman with a whisk in her hand, with plum blossoms on her forehead, wearing a dress that changes from white to red, like a fairy who has stepped into the mortal world, but the red plums scattered on the ground are strange like a puddle of blood , the corner is inscribed with a beautiful but firm brush, "Hui Ling is a little plum, and there are lotus songs in the clouds".

"..." Gu Yizhao couldn't help being silent.

Because the two words at the beginning of this poem are connected, it is "Huiyun".

He took a closer look at the woman's appearance, only to realize that this woman was five points similar to Hui Yun, especially the indifference between her eyebrows that sees through the world of mortals.

"No way...the age is not right."

That imperial concubine Qian died 30 years ago at least, but now Huiyun is less than 25. If it is said that imperial concubine Qian is Huiyun's mother, it should be unreasonable, but it is certain that there is a connection.

Thinking of this, Gu Yizhao intends to wake up the sleeping Huiyun.

As a result, before he could take a step, his whole body became frozen.

This is a very strange feeling. He retains consciousness, can blink his eyes, and even open his mouth, but he just can't make a sound, and he can't perform unnecessary movements with his hands.

"30 years..."

An indifferent female voice sounded from all directions. After feeling it for a while, Gu Yizhao found that the other party was communicating with him directly with his consciousness.

"This Taoist friend, Pindao Huiling, was the owner of Fang Qianze Palace during his lifetime. It has been 30 years since Pindao passed away. The reason why Pindao entered the palace back then was because he calculated that the Great Jiang Dynasty was about to die. It will be reduced to a devil's den, and in order to prevent the disaster from coming, I plan to eradicate the devil fetus that was born."

Gu Yizhao took a deep breath.

This imperial concubine Qian is so courageous that she actually wanted to get rid of Xuanyuan Xie from the very beginning.

— with admiration!

Seemingly sensing the change in Gu Yizhao's mentality, Imperial Concubine Qian, also known as Hui Ling, chuckled lightly.

"However, man is not as good as God. At that time, the monster clan was in chaos. Among the fox clan, there was a red fox and a white fox who regarded human life as nothing. After calculating this catastrophe, in order to protect the common people, he was seriously injured during pregnancy. In order to protect With a child in my arms, I searched for elixir all over the place, and used forbidden techniques to feed the fetus on the basis of my own life, so I was pregnant for seven years before my son was safe."

Now the time is right...

Gu Yizhao's throat twitched, and he asked in his heart: "Dare to ask seniors if they don't know what will happen to the fetus? I heard from the father-in-law in the palace that you died due to dystocia, and both mother and child died."

"Hehe~ This is the news that Pindao deliberately released."

Huiling said calmly, "At that time, Pindao begged his old acquaintance, the abbot of Jingyun Temple, to take the child away. Otherwise, there would be turmoil in the palace, and he would not survive the full term. At the same time, this was also a kindling that Pindao released for the sake of the world. My son is quite qualified in Buddhism, if the disaster has not ended in the past 200 years, then after 200 years, a hero will be born, and my son will be able to complete his merits as long as he helps the other party."

Gu Yizhao found that the mother-in-law's personality was very similar to Huiyun's, but partly similar to him.

"...what did you call me?"

"Mother-in-law." As soon as he thought of the soul of his mother-in-law being sealed in this Qianze Palace, and he had had a tender relationship with Huiyun before, he... couldn't think about it anymore.

"..." If there wasn't only a trace of Yuanshen left behind, Huiling might be taking three breaths at this moment.

Gu Yizhao revealed too much in a short time, too much for her to digest.

"Do you want to see Master Huiyun? I am entangled with him in this life, and he took the initiative to seek help from me in order to earn Dao fruit... I and Huiyun really love each other, and I hope my mother-in-law will be happy!"

At this moment, Huiling just wanted to point to Gu Yizhao's nose and shout "Nie Zha".

Through the few words just now, she has already discovered that her son has lost his innocence...

Regarding this, Gu Yizhao added in time: "Master Huiyun is the first man here, and also the last one, and it is the same with me. We have never been close to others before!"

"That's all... that's all..."

Huiling calmed down and shook her head in relief.

She has been dead for many years, and her soul has already been reincarnated, leaving only a touch of soul in the painting, waiting for the arrival of the destined person, but she is not sure whether she can wait for the destined person before the soul disappears.

Now, Gu Yizhao is here.

Also brought her son.

"I don't know if your name is Gu Yizhao or Feng Yushu. Your nature is similar to that of the poor, but there is a deep hostility in your mind. If you don't know it, you will think it is a vicious ghost with many years of Taoism, so the poor So I cast a spell to fix your figure, I'm sorry if I offend you."

In the next second, Gu Yizhao felt his body relax and he was able to move freely.

"Thank you, mother-in-law, why should we talk about two different things as a family?"

"Puchi~ You have a cold nature, and now you are acting very interesting." Huiling couldn't help laughing, "Can you pass this on to Huiyun, Pindao didn't fulfill his mother's responsibility when he was alive, and after death... I just hope Take a look at him."

Gu Yizhao: "Okay."

He hurriedly shook Huiyun awake, and said that the person in the painting was Huiyun's late biological mother, and now only a trace of soul remained in the painting.

Even though Huiyun had calculated everything, she never thought that her biological mother would appear in front of her in this way.

This is because Huiling deliberately erased the traces left by herself in order to prevent them from being discovered. Because of the karma between mother and child, Huiling deliberately hid it, and Huiyun had no way to find it.

"This body of flesh and blood was given by my biological mother... Mother, poor monk Huiyun, for the past twenty years, she has been living well, and I hope my mother can feel at ease."

A beam of weak white light emerged from the painting, and then the beauty in the palace costume disappeared, and appeared in front of the two in a translucent blur.

Although the image is not very clear, the kindness in the eyes is moving.

"My son is safe. Now that my mother is obsessed, this primordial spirit is about to dissipate. My son, the person in front of you is the person who is married to you. You may not understand it, but you have to live well." cherish."

A moment of confusion appeared on Huiyun's face.

In his opinion, he and Gu Yizhao will get separated sooner or later, even if it is "cherishing", it is just cherishing the present time.

"Hey...you have a weak heart, even if you are poor, you don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

Huiling gave Gu Yizhao a sympathetic look, and finally said: "The method to solve the predicament has been transmitted to your mind, if there is a destiny, see you in the next life."

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"There are several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance." From Wang Anshi's "Plum"