Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

There was silence in the warm pavilion of the palace.

In the hot summer, there are charcoal pots in the pavilion, and the burning pine branches emit a heavy fragrance.The gray smoke twisted his waist, spiraled and flew up, wrapped around the plaque made of ebony, making the word "Moyuan" faintly visible on it.

The palace lady walked to the side of the couch, knelt down and poured a ladle of water on the fairy stove, sparks splashed out, she quickly wiped the floor with her sleeve, for fear of disturbing the sleep of the person on the couch.

"Stupid slave, get out."

Yin Shu's voice came from the collapse, with a strange chill, like a drop of spring water falling in a cave, echoing.

The palace maid shuddered all over, and just happened to see that face when she got up.

It's really beautiful.

The skin is creamy, the face is beautiful, the facial features are far more delicate than ordinary people, there is no roughness of men, nor the weakness of women.

Appropriate and unusual, but people will feel a chill in their hearts just by looking at it.

"What time is it?" Yin Shu opened his eyes slightly, about to get up.

"Responding to your lord's words, it's Yin time." The eunuch holding the lamp said, stretching out his hand to remove the warm quilt to one side, and helped him up from the collapsed bed.

Under the moon-white gauze, Yin Shu was thin and stretched out his bony hands to rub his forehead, frowning slightly.

"It's foggy." He walked to the window and raised the curtain. "Has our people returned?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the guards in black and vertical brown walking quickly through the corridor and stopped outside the Nuan Pavilion.

"My lord, there is news from Wang Yun, it's Mobei."

Yin Shu seemed to have never heard of it, and looked at the drop of dew on the window lattice, which was about to fall.

"Go down."

"My lord, your medicine." The eunuch took the jade lamp and handed it to him.

"Take it down." Yin Shu sat back on the slump, the sash around his waist hanging down.

The sash was a simple knot made of bamboo green silk thread, it didn't even have a pendant, so it was far from being a precious thing.No one knew why Yin Shu, who was the number one scholar in the palace cabinet, had to wear such a thing with him, and no one dared to ask.

"But my lord's illness..."

"I don't want to say it again."

"Yes……"

There was silence again in the warm pavilion.

Yin Shu's slender fingers brushed the tape, his eyes fluttered, and the corners of his mouth raised, showing a weird and twisted smile: "Mobei, it's been 13 years, it's time to go back and have a look."

In July and a half, the Ghost Festival, the gates of the main halls in the palace are covered with lanterns, revealing a flickering and hazy light.

The blessing ceremony will be held at Shenshi.

Just after sunrise, by the Yushui River, the eunuchs unloaded boxes of river lanterns and paper ingots from the carriage.On the river not far away, there are several beautifully decorated cruise ships moored. The words "Celebrating Zhongyuan" are engraved on the hulls, and they are used to light river lanterns at night.

"Is everything ready?"

The person who asked the question was not tall, but he was dressed neatly in a dragon robe. He frowned, and his childish face looked very worried.

"Return to Your Majesty, everything is ready."

The young emperor's name was Yuan Ning, and his face relaxed a little when he heard the words: "Go and check carefully, don't make any mistakes at night."

"Yes."

"How is Master Yin recently?" Yuan Ning added at the end.

"I have been taking medicine and have not heard of any abnormalities."

Yuan Ning let out a sigh of relief and nodded.

This is the largest Dharma meeting of the year, and all courtiers above the fifth rank will gather here at night, lighting lamps and praying for blessings.

After several days of hot summer, Yuan Ning didn't have a good rest. This morning, he came to Yushuihe to supervise the work in person. The heat wave will hit, and he will inevitably feel a little tired. He subconsciously wants to loosen his collar.

"Ah..." Yuan Ning yelled softly, and saw that the index finger was scratched by a raised dragon scale on the edge of the collar, and bright red blood stains emerged from the tip of the index finger.

"Your Majesty, your hand!" The little eunuch hurriedly took a handkerchief to wrap Yuan Ning's fingers, and then ordered the people around, "Quickly pass on to the imperial physician..."

"No need! There's no need to say something about such a trivial matter." Yuan Ning interrupted the little eunuch, "Just do it for me."

Having said that, Yuan Ning's temples twitched following the bursts of pain from his fingertips.

No one dared to say anything, and everyone who could see knew it well-the folk song "July and a half, dragging ghosts back" has been circulating among the people.

The emperor saw blood on the ghost festival day, which is not a good omen no matter how you look at it.

On Zhongyuan Day, the gates of hell are about to open wide, and there are fears that some ghosts will return to the world.

At three o'clock in the hour of the hour, all civil and military officials dressed in costumes stood by the Yushui River, holding river lanterns in their hands, and a few slow-moving ones were still writing blessings on the lanterns.When the Dharma meeting starts, everyone will place lanterns in the flowing water of the Yushui River in sequence.

Yin Shu stood in the front row of the civil servants, wearing a bright red gown, which made his neck extremely white, and his tall and straight figure, which made him stand out even more. His long black hair was tied up high, and a few strands of hair followed the wind Gently lift the pinna.

If you just look at his appearance, he is clearly a handsome young man, but everyone in the palace has heard about it, that this young man has committed a crime, with blood on his hands, he is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

"Lord Yin." The old eunuch handed over a specially shaped sky lantern, and smiled coquettishly, "Your Majesty, please be the first to release the lantern later."

Yin Shu's eyes moved slightly, and he hooked the sky lantern with his fingers, with a half-smile: "Is this lamp flammable?"

The old eunuch was stunned: "Master Yin is joking, this sky lantern must be lit to ascend to heaven."

"Yes." The expression on Yin Shu's face was confusing, "Rebirth from the ashes is indeed such a rationale."

"Hey, yes, yes." In front of this lord, even the most trusted old eunuch around the emperor did not dare to speak too much, high and low are just messengers, they must know how to shut up.

A few steps away, Zongzheng Temple Minister Yan Yu squinted at the sky lantern in Yin Shu's hand, and let out a disdainful hum from his nose.

If it is in order of official positions, it is not Yin Shu's turn to turn on this lamp, but His Majesty relies on this person, and he has to ask him for everything before making a decision.

So it seems that Yin Shu only has a false title, but Yin Shu is actually the emperor's arm, and no one dares to belittle him.

Yan Yu has been in the palace for decades, and now he has lived to a certain age, no matter what, he is still a court official, but his actual status is not as good as that of a hairless man, so he can't help feeling angry.

"Master Yan, if you want to light up the lamp so much, aren't you afraid of getting caught in the fire?" Yin Shu didn't look at Yan Yu, his expression seemed to be talking about something pleasant, "If the fire burns on me, I'm afraid it will hurt a lot. Bar?"

Yin Shu narrowed his eyes and sniffed the air lightly: "Will the smell of burning flesh be very attractive?"

"Crazy." Yan Yu glanced at him bitterly, only dared to curse silently, and turned his face away abruptly.

There are rumors that this bachelor suffers from severe epilepsy and has been ill for a long time. He needs to take medicine every day, otherwise he will fall ill at any time.According to people who saw him go crazy, Yin Shu's six relatives did not recognize him at the moment, screaming, his behavior was completely out of control, and his appearance was very scary.

A good man doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages, one day you will let your kid kneel down and call me Lao Tzu, Yan Yu glared, looked back, and thought angrily.

The twilight is closing in, and the last dim light of the sky is gradually being drawn into the dark blue sky.

But there was no full moon rising.

In the dark night covered with thick clouds, only the candles on the cruise ship flickered on and off.

No one spoke, but they all sensed a strange atmosphere around them.

There is no joy and festiveness of the Fa Conference at all.

A gust of river wind blew by, and it was unreasonably cool.Yan Yu shivered, followed by goose bumps on his back.

"Master Yan, can I light the lamp for you?" A patrolling eunuch held a candle and bowed to Yan Yu.

"Yeah." Yan Yu responded in a muffled voice. He just accepted a beauty last month. Now that the Fa Conference is over, he will be able to go back to the gentle village and have a good time, and he handed over the river lantern.

The eunuch on duty took it and was about to light the lamp, but at this moment, he saw the burning red candle in his hand broke in two.

Half of it was still in his hand, while the other half fell on the paper sky lantern.

The fire came extremely fast, without waiting for anyone to react, the sky lantern suddenly burst into flames nearly three feet away, instantly engulfing the eunuch in a sea of ​​flames.

The red flame instantly illuminated the dark night, and the eunuch's sharp scream pierced the sky, rolling on the ground in pain.There was not a single part of his body that was not burned, and the exposed skin had turned scorched black in an instant, which was shocking.

Yan Yu was the closest to him, and the accident happened so suddenly, he took several big steps back in a panic, almost falling down.After all, he was almost sixty years old, his legs and feet were not as good as those of young people, and the river beach road was slippery, so he would stagger when he walked. The flames almost reached the soles of his boots, so he had no choice but to continue running barefoot, very embarrassed.

In a blink of an eye, the weeds on the river bank were all on fire, and everyone ran away or shouted for help, and some even jumped into the Yushui River in a panic.

Among the panicked crowd, no one noticed that only Yin Shu remained where he was. Not only did he not move at all, but he also seemed to be aware of everything in front of him. Not surprisingly, upon closer inspection, there was excitement in his expression.

At this moment, his pair of black pupils had turned red, and a cruel smile was pulled out from the corner of his mouth. A dagger was exposed in the armband, and the cold light of the blade reflected the dancing flames, like a crazy ghost.

Yan Yu just wanted to run for his life, and he didn't care that the gown inlaid with the best gold thread was ripped apart. Even when someone grabbed his arm from behind, he didn't have time to turn his head, and just kept moving forward run.

But the next moment, he had to stop, and the chill from the dagger around his neck instantly seeped into his bones.

"You don't deserve to live in this world." Yin Shu's sad voice seemed to come from hell, "Yan Yu, go where you should go!"

Yan Yu didn't even have time to make another sound, he stared at the blackened night sky with his cloudy eyes, his body became limp, and finally fell into the mud.

Yin Shu bent down, wiped off the blood on the dagger with the hem of the gold silk coat on the opponent's body, and smiled with satisfaction.

The few people who witnessed the whole process froze in place, and then screamed sharply.

Yin Shu didn't stop for a moment, kicked Yan Yu's body away, turned around and pulled a person from the side, without even looking at him, he slashed his throat cleanly.

Thick blood water fell on the river beach along the blade spine, and when it touched the flames, it made a crackling sound.

"Killer!" Someone yelled.

Yin Shu held the dagger, his eyes swept across the crowd like a sharp knife, and the scene 13 years ago was vivid in his memory.

At that time, he was the only son of the general stationed in Mobei. He liked to run on the yellow sand and shuttle among the birch forests, carefree.

Until the age of 16, the flames of war raged to Mobei.

At the last moment of his life, he didn't dare to look up at the face in front of him, so he could only keep begging for mercy, but the shiny knife point was still inserted into his back.

It hurts too much to speak.

When the dagger was pulled out, blood gushed out, blurring his vision.

That knife not only killed him, but also sent the once innocent soul into the abyss of eternal doom.

After that, there were dozens of people in his family, but not a single one was left alive.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already 13 years later, and he was reborn as Yin Shu, with one man under one man and one man above ten thousand, with power and wealth at his fingertips.

But what he wants in this life is to kill his enemies and subvert the world.

This country was built on the corpses of his whole family, and he wanted to destroy it with his own hands, and use the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood to pay homage to the innocent souls scattered in the desert.

By the Yushui River, Yin Shu clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm, and his chest heaved violently.

The hatred and resentment accumulated for 13 years are about to explode and scatter around the world.

The veins on the side of Yin Shu's neck bulged, and with a long roar, he clenched his dagger tightly and rushed towards the crowd in front of him...

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★Humble on the surface, but in fact, the master of the drama, the master of the school, the favored son of x, is ruthless in the early stage and regretful in the later stage

Wen Qing, the youngest and promising physicist in the academic world, has become the bitter male supporting role in a danmei novel.

In order to survive, Wen Qing, as the prince's companion, worked hard and devoted himself to serving the prince's study and daily life.

[Everyone] Oh, lick the dog

But the prince only loves his beautiful face that resembles the white moonlight, and he doesn't care about him, he comes and goes when he invites him.

[Everyone] Oh, substitute

Wen Qing acted conscientiously, and firmly believed that as long as the prince and Bai Yueguang got married, they would be completely freed.

It's just that the drama seems to be a bit over-

The prince [can't bear it anymore] [full of disgust] [kicks away]: Don't cling to me all the time!Leave far away!

Wen Qing [tears in eyes] [delicate and pitiful] [one step and three turns back]: Let me stay...I will be with you forever...don't let me go! !

The next moment, the door was slammed shut, Wen Qing immediately got up from the ground, and sneered——

The experiment of the previous space-time theory has not been completed yet!How to explain dark matter!What is the ultimate fate of the universe!

dog man!How much time wasted on me!If it wasn't for the fear that I would die miserably if I just shot and parted, I would have devoted myself to my career long ago!

Lick the dog?substitute?

Laughing dead, it doesn't exist at all!

Later, Wen Qing became the number one scholar in the new discipline, solved a difficult problem that had not been solved for a century, was worshiped by hundreds of officials, admired by thousands of people, and rewarded by the emperor...

Prince [too regretful] [poor] [kneeling for forgiveness] My concubine, please take care of me, okay?

Wen Qing: Save the world, don't bother idlers.