Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Zhou Hui lived in the shrine on top of the glacier for a while.

He may be the first **** demon to be able to live in the emperor's dwelling in the heaven and earth forbidden ground since he opened the earth. I don’t know if it’s the Heavenly Dao monks who couldn’t detect the situation in the temple, but they didn’t have the courage to know it. In short, no one disturbed him, and no one drove him. Everyone ignored the existence of the temple.

In the ancient lonely snow and ice fields, it is indeed easy for people to ignore the passage of time. There is a vast sky above the head, and there are snow peaks circling like dragons at the foot. The Xinghe stretches vertically and horizontally, exuding a brilliant band of light.

Sitting in the empty hall, Zhou Hui watched the rows of silver and white floor tiles spreading far away. The moon crossed the sky and moved the light and shadow at the dark junction, reflecting his lonely figure.

"Is this where you lived?" Zhou Hui asked the egg in her arms.

"It's really lonely," he murmured.

The handsome **** demon walked through a snow-white stone pillar, stroking every inch of cold walls. He felt the smooth stone slit slip across his fingertips, imagined that the Phoenix had done so thousands of years ago, and walked the same path and touched the same wall tiles in countless long nights, and the moment seemed to pass through time The Changhe River, facing away from the young Phoenix Ming Wang Yao, was confused in each other's eyes.

Will you come back Zhou Hui thought.

If time can return, people can go up the stream, and when Phoenix asks him if he wants him again at that moment, the answer is yes, will the current ending be different?

·

In the fifth month of staying in the temple, Venerable Bati returned to Mount Xumi.

Lord Venti forcibly broke into the colorless sky, robbed the soul of the true Buddha, exhausted his magic power, closed the entrance of the colorless sky, and banned the Shakya for hundreds of years. After entrusting the soul of the true Buddha to the Queen of Phoenix, the Venerable God’s consciousness could no longer support it, so he passed away and returned to the ruins of the 33rd Heaven.

After the orthodox Buddha returned to the throne, he did not know what method to use. He recovered the soul of Venti from the home market, reshaped the golden body, and sent it back to Xumi Mountain.

The various Vajra Bodhisattvas and Arhats all thought it was a great event, gathered outside the Buddha Hall to welcome them, and all the time the sky was full of Buddha's light, and the immortal music lingered. His Holiness did not climb back to the rosette surrounded by believers, but avoided all people. He crossed the frozen lake of mirrors and came to the glacier temple.

Zhou Hui stood on the ninth heavy steps, looked down on Venerable Venti, and asked, "Are you here to win the Phoenix Jade?"

Venti Venti folded his hands together and said warmly: "Fei Ye, Your Royal Highness knows, of course I hope to stay with you."

"Then you came to drive me away?"

"Neither is it. You can come as you want, and leave as you want. Who can stop it?"

Zhou Hui's face softened a little, but he was still very vulture.

"What is the intention of the Venerable to come? If there is a way to allow the Phoenix Jade to hatch in advance, it can be left to talk about. If there is nothing serious, please go to the new department."

"The ancient bird of paradise is between heaven and earth, and the non-nature Taoist dharma can be figured out. I don't know how to hatch the jade fetus in advance." Venerable Patti read the sound of the Buddha, apologizing: "But if you are willing to leave the jade fetus In the hot springs of Mount Xumi, if you use the geothermal heat to moisturize the jade tire, maybe... you can..."

Zhou Hui said coldly: "No, we will go back to Hell and go to Zhoushan after a while."

He no longer looked at Venerable Bati, and turned and walked deep into the temple. His Holiness suddenly stopped him behind:

"Wait, Lord Zhou-you are so indifferent this time because you still resent me for entrusting the true Buddha to His Royal Highness, causing all this now?"

Zhou Hui stepped in and walked back a moment later, the scary scarlet glowing deep inside his eyes.

This should be a very terrible and absurd scene. A **** demon lives high above the noble glacier temple of Heavenly Path, overlooking the Battti Venerable who lives with the Buddha, and his eyes are full of high, undisguised killing opportunities.

"I thought it was cheap, so I should hold it well and don't go out and sell it. Since you don't understand this truth, it seems that I want me to teach you it."

The wind blew over the steps, Venerable Bati looked up at Zhou Hui's hazy eyes, and a moment later a sudden chill rose from the depths of his heart: "Mr. Zhou misunderstood, I don't mean that."

His Holiness leaned over and said, "I just want to tell you that no matter what reason your Highness Feng Mingming did for all this, killing the false Buddha and sending the real Buddha back to the place, he will not hesitate for Nirvana... It's just for your survival. He has changed the great cause and effect in this world, and saved countless future creatures from being charcoal, a very remarkable person."

"When I was in the colorless sky, the Buddha mentioned you. He was very appreciative of the sacrifices you and the Phoenix Ming King made during these hundreds of years..."

"No," Zhou Hui interrupted. "I didn't do this for him. Who is the Buddha? I don't know. I only have an acquaintance named Zhang Shun."

Zhou Hui turned and walked into the temple.

Under the steps behind him, Venerable Bati froze, standing there for a long time, with a complex and dazed expression.

·

Soon after this conversation, on one evening, Zhou Hui walked through a large snow field painted golden by the sunset, with a phoenix egg in his pocket, and left Xumi Mountain alone.

Like when he came, he walked very quietly. No one seemed to know or pay attention. The footprints in the snow were soon covered and disappeared into the vast world.

Many people in Tiandao thought that it was Venerable Bati who visited the Glacier Temple that day, and then retired the arrogant **** demon town, leaving the sacred 33th heaven. As a result, the monks breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on their knees in the endless temples down the mountain, conveying their conviction and respect to the Venerable with their eyes.

But no one knows that when he learned that Zhou Hui was leaving, Venti Venti chased out of the Buddha Hall and stood on the cliff of the glacier, but it was too late.

The world is full of white, and the glaciers across the snowfield reflect a large area of ​​light. Under the distant view, there is a small gray spot far away, step by step, towards the farther horizon.

That's the direction to hell.

·

Zhou Hui returned to the Four Evil Roads, crossed the Wanli Tielun Mountain, which separated the human world and hell, stepped through the choppy sea of ​​blood, and finally returned to Bu Zhou Mountain.

Thousands of years have made great changes in the landscape of Mount Zhou, and the sea of ​​flames during the Nirvana of Phoenix almost burned the primitive jungle on the top of the mountain to the ground. Zhou Hui climbed to the top of the mountain, stood on the cliff and looked down at the magic eyes. When he looked back, he saw the mountain road circling in the distance, and a huge mountain rock protruded abruptly in the height, like a natural platform across the deep stream Above.

There was a darkened ruin on the platform, which had completely collapsed, but it could barely be seen as a house-shaped hero alliance against Han Pioneer.

Zhou Hui's eyes were blurred, with a trace of nostalgia and worries that he didn't even notice.

——That was the place where he and Phoenix lived in Bu Zhoushan.

Zhou Hui spent a week to clean up the scorched earth, cut down towering trees to make logs, and rebuilt a hut on the ruins.

He planted asura flowers around him and carefully repaired the courtyard walls and fences. He paved a path with bluestone, and outside the door was a broad cliff, and farther away, the demon ginkgo forest was lush on the hillside, and he could not see his head at a glance.

"This is our home," he said to Phoenix.

"Welcome home."

Egg lay in his warm hands, quietly, as if in a sweet sleep.

Zhou Hui carefully arranged his and Phoenix's cabins, using good logs for tables, chairs and beds, and soft rabbit hair for mattresses. The asura flowers he planted soon opened, looking out from the window of the hut every day, splashing a bright red, swaying in the wind, as if always gathering together lively.

Zhou Hui likes the scenery very much. He often takes phoenix eggs to water in the yard, and sometimes goes out, walks through the path full of malaria, and walks around the magic eyes in the deep stream.

Jia Lou Luo had been there once, when Zhou Hui finished walking home one day and saw his second son standing in front of the door of the small courtyard, looking up at the hut inside, his expression filled with surprise. When he saw him, he shouted his father: "This... this one you built yourself?"

Zhou Hui asked: "How did you find it?"

"Moh is in the blood sea, and that day when I saw you haunting the magic eye, I told me."

"Why didn't he rush to die or live?" Zhou Hui asked.

"...He felt that his mother might be in your pocket, so he didn't act lightly."

Gauluo said, he couldn't stop looking at this slightly rough and peaceful house, he probably knew his father who drove a luxury car, lived in a villa, and often used money to kill people. He could actually build such a yard. The fact is quite unexpected.

"How is your mother?"

Zhou Hui was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said nothing.

Galuro actually knew this result in his heart, and then sighed softly.

"I'm just here... I'll tell you, there's nothing serious in the human world, everyone is all right. If you are in a mood, come and walk in the human world. Everyone misses you very much. The life of mortals is not too long... "

Galuro simply said something in the human world, and it was indeed very bland. It seems that with the passing of the false Buddha Sakyamuni, the entire six Dao have calmed down, and every day is living in peace.

Zhou Hui listened noncommittally, did not say to go or not to go, and did not take the initiative to ask the status of those companions in the world. Galuro soon had nothing to say, and did not stay too long, leaving some necessities brought from the human world, and left.

"Can I come to see it occasionally?" Galuro asked before he left. "You can tell me what you need. After reading you, I can drop in and visit the Sea of ​​Blood. It's about a few times a year, no Would be too frequent..."

Zhou Hui stood in the courtyard door, and Jialou Luo stood outside the courtyard door. The teenager has more and more adult silhouettes. From the perspective of Zhou Hui, he can even find a shadow that coincides with himself from some of his expressions.

But his eyes were very calm, as if separated by a layer of invisible and indifferent barrier, and as if he had insight into everything in this world all the time, clear and indifferent.

Those are the eyes of Phoenix.

"...Just sell your soul to Lord Lucifer." After a long silence, Zhou Hui finally said: "Don't come too hard and it will be done."

Galou Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No."

·

Jialou Luoguo didn't come too diligently. In the second month, he didn't show up. In the third month, he only left some daily necessities and plant seeds at the door. There was no outcrop.

After receiving the seeds, Zhou Hui planted them, absent-mindedly expecting them to bloom in **** next year, and then continue to take the phoenix, go for a walk in the valley after lunch every day, only to return in the evening.

This has almost become his fixed schedule of work and rest. Yamanaka doesn't know the time. Sometimes he even has the idea that if it is like this for a lifetime, it seems quite good.

However, what Zhou Hui did not expect was that just a few days after the second batch of seeds he planted were about to germinate, he found a newly established channel of God Realm near the magic eye.

The timing of discovering all this was accidental. At first, it was just the flow of air pressure and wind speed that made him feel wrong. Zhou Hui thought it was his illusion. Then one day he found that the night near the magic eye glowed at night. When he inspected it during the day, he found that the channel had been formed, just like when it was opened naturally, it was a transparent cavity in the void that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it led to God Realm Another dimension.

Is this part of the colorless sky rebuild?

Standing at the entrance of the passageway, Zhou Hui had a little interest after a long absence. After hesitation, he finally walked in a few steps.

The next second, the dimension suddenly rolled over, and the space formed countless intricate angles. Zhou Hui was thrown into the vast void before he stood firm!

"Hey!"

thump!

Zhou Hui seemed to be rolled up by the tide and washed ashore, and fell heavily on the ground, dizzy for a while before he stood up.

The heavens and earth in front of me were also familiar, with a vast area of ​​gold and white. The road at the foot extended to a towering building not far away, golden jade walls, carved beams, and it was a huge buddhist hall that was collapsed into powder during the decisive battle.

...Colorless sky?

It came up so simple? !

Zhou Hui's mouth twitched slightly, inspected that the phoenix egg in his pocket was still there, and settled down toward the temple. As a result, he heard a faint sound of music in front of him. He thought he had heard it wrong, and after a few steps, he found that it was more and more clear. The ending of a famous popular TV series in the world-it was popular until once on the streets and alleys. , Even Phoenix will hum.

Zhou Hui: "..."

Zhou Hui walked to the front of the Buddha Hall and stood looking behind the high threshold.

A familiar back is wearing a sea soul shirt, beach pants, a few beads of beads around his neck, tilting his head on the rosette, and paying attention to the TV screen of the DVD player. Two wires were dragged behind the TV and connected all the way to a small generator placed in the corner of the Buddhist temple, which was working buzzing at the moment.

"..." The expression on Zhou Hui's face was indescribable:

"Zhang Shun...?!"

Zhang Ershao turned around and said in amazement: "Zhou Zhou...Zhou Hui?"

Inside and outside the threshold, the two looked at each other in a strange atmosphere.

Five seconds later, Zhou Hui suddenly lifted his legs and stepped in. He rushed into Zhang Shun's face, kicking the righteous Buddha who had no time to escape, and kicked off the rosette: "Lao Zi worked hard to finish your ticket, and he will die below. When the phoenix breaks its shell, what the **** are you doing here, watch the DVD at home?!"

The Buddha was busy with his hands and feet and used to climb up. As a result, Zhou Hui was knocked down with a punch, and then turned back to watch TV and became even more angry: "Zhang Shun! You are a monk anyway, why don't you watch what Zhen Huan Chuan is doing?"