The Yandere Came During the Night

Since Yu Xiang woke up from his dream and knelt in the Buddhist hall for a day and a night, the old lady felt that life was hard. Every day she opened her eyes, she asked whether the northwest battlefield had sent war reports to Beijing, and whether the LORD had delivered news.

The servants shook their heads in addition to shaking their heads.

The old lady turned to ask Yu Xiang what dream he had. Yu Xiang just covered his chest and cried for pain. His miserable appearance made the old lady not sure whether it was true or not, so she had to give up and go to the doctor in a hurry.

So much of a month passed. Finally, the old lady's attention was attracted by another thing: the monk Ku Hai of Zhenguo temple came back from a journey and put a sign to meet the people who were destined to meet. At least it would be three or five days, or more than ten days, she would go to sea to worship Buddha in Tianzhu.

Speaking of Kuhai monk, he was really the most legendary figure in the Han Dynasty. Seventy years ago, Emperor Shengzu was just a small Marquis of thousands of households. He was lucky enough to draw the autograph of Kuhai monk in Guangji temple and talk with him. When he left, Kuhai monk presented him with a piece of wild grass, which read "dragon travels in the nine heavens, and the five continents under the earth are the same.".

Poetry is not a good poem, but the word is a good one. Emperor Shengzu mounted it and hung it in his room until the day of his accession to the throne. It was his destiny that he asked Kuhai and the monk refused to state his destiny. The destiny of the ninth five year plan is the highest in the world. No one would have thought that a small thousand household Marquis would become the master of this vast land in a few years.

After that, the Guangji temple was renamed Zhenguo Temple by the emperor's edict. The king of Kuhai monk's autograph became an object of worship in the Han Dynasty. Now 70 years have passed, Kuhai monk still looks like that, it seems that years have forgotten him.

Because of all this, his status became more detached and more desirable.

When the old lady got the news, she immediately sent someone to prepare the carriage for the Zhenguo temple.

"Let the girl put on more clothes for Xiang'er. Don't catch cold on the way." Her uneasy advice.

Ma Ma stood in the porch looking at the sky and hesitated, "old lady, it's raining cats and dogs outside. The road is muddy and hard to walk. I'd better go another day."

"That is, we should go on the first day of the Sutra opening altar, otherwise we will not be able to squeeze into it if there are more and more people in the future. Today, the crown prince and concubine will definitely go there. It's just for her convenience. " The old lady waved her hand.

Mammy Ma couldn't, so she ran to the west chamber in the heavy rain and asked Yu Xiang to prepare quickly. It's also strange that the torrential rain was so powerful that she wished to pour out all the water from the nine days. Yu Xianggang straightened up and looked out of the door. The rain stopped. A bunch of golden sunlight pierced the clouds and fell on her head. Her white face was pure and holy, and the floating dust around her added a bit of agility to her.

Mammy Ma stood there looking at her for a long time, until Yu Xiang raised her eyebrows in a strange way, then returned to her and pushed her out.

When they arrived at Zhenguo temple, they saw that the carriage of the princess had stopped outside the door. Many bodyguards carried swords and halberds to patrol around. When they saw the idlers, they went to expel them.

Yu Pinyan is now fighting far away in the northwest. If he comes back after winning the battle, he will not inherit the mantle of the old Yongle Marquis and become a general of Hussars and take charge of millions of troops. He is the prince's most trusted subordinates, is also the prince relies on the most help, in terms of personal relations is not inferior to the legitimate brother. As a result of this relationship, the old lady had just delivered a message when the Crown Princess sent someone to welcome her. The envious eyes of the ladies who could not get in were red.

After sitting down, they talked to each other.

"Can princesses and concubines draw the king?" The old lady inquired curiously.

"Today, we can see that there is no one in the palace to pray for happiness, but we have no chance to go back to the palace The princess shook her head and laughed bitterly.

Kuhai monk is a Buddhist monk in the Han Dynasty. Anyone who has the word "God" on his stand has a wild factor in his bones. He does things and talks according to his own preference. Kuhai monk's face is very accurate, and he can explore the future of life and death. However, not everyone will calculate it and pay attention to a fate.

He asked the craftsman to make a huge rotatable signboard, which was divided into two layers, and the middle was blocked by a partition board, which could hold 50000 sticks in total. The person who wants to sign turns the barrel and then pulls off the clapboard in the middle. When all the signatures fall to the bottom, bend down and pick up one at will. If the winner is the king of the lottery, it means that the person who asks for the autograph has affinity with the monk Kuhai, and he will talk to you. No matter what you ask, you can get the answer from him.

Fifty thousand lots, one chance. In the 70 years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, only emperor Shengzu was lucky enough to win the lottery. In this way, every time Kuhai monk returns to Beijing for meditation, the people who go to Zhenguo temple to ask for autograph are wave after wave, hoping that the mountain top can be flattened. A few days ago, it was the royal family's charter party, and the next few days it was Xun GUI's turn. If the common people want to enter, they have to wait until all the dignitaries in the capital have been there once.

The old lady and the princess sobbed for a while. Seeing that the parents of the princess and the queen had smoked, they took Yu Xiang to the place.

"I'm responsible for turning the cylinder, and you're responsible for picking up the labels. When the sign rain falls, you can't be hesitant, just pick up the one that looks good. This is to see and not to pay attention to a word of fate, not too extravagant The old lady whispered.

Yu Xiang nodded and agreed.

They put their hands together and read a word of Bodhisattva Blessing to themselves. The crown prince and a group of ladies stood aside and looked forward to it.The signboard was very heavy, and the old lady only turned two times and was sweating all over. She managed to turn it three times before pulling out the clapboard. Just listen to a burst of clatter, with bamboo strips cut into the fine stick like raindrops. A little monk stretched out his hand and said, "please choose one within two breaths, but it's not for the master to choose again after two breaths."

It's not possible to cheat if you choose one between two interest rates. Yu Xiang did not wait for all the bamboo sticks to fall, so he took one from the air and gave it to the little monk.

At first, the little monk was still smiling. When he saw the word "sign the king" carved in Sanskrit on the bamboo strips, his face immediately changed. He ran to the backyard in a panic, shouting, "master, someone has won the lottery king!"

As soon as the words came out, the hall was boiling. The old lady came with a tentative attitude. She never thought that she would win. She was silly. She looked at the sign and Yu Xiang. She was a bit heavy headed and light hearted, like falling into a dream.

The princess gazed at Yu Xiang with good eyes, and thought in her heart: the first lady of Yongle Marquis house is really a spiritual person. All the sons of Yongle Marquis are deeply blessed. Strange ways can make the prince escape from death twice.

Because this sign is only about whether to meet with monk Kuhai, not fate. The person who draws the lottery can only say that he is lucky and has a good fate with Kuhai, but the slander rumors nearby can not be spread out. The old lady exchanged greetings with the ladies who came to visit Yuxiang and touched him. Then she walked into the back hall under the guidance of a monk.

Several small monks came around and put the bamboo sticks back to the upper layer.

Kuhai monk's meditation room is very simple, only 20 square meters of a small single room, in addition to a PU Tuan, a few other things, outside a courtyard, planting a bodhi, digging a lotus pond, simple but atmospheric.

The old lady held her breath and walked slowly. When she came to the door of the Zen room, she hesitated, "xianger, could you wait outside the courtyard for a moment? The old ancestor wants to speak to the master alone."

Yu Xiang was an outsider. If he wanted to see a god like Kuhai, he would feel anxious and uneasy, even if he nodded his head. Her heart has been dug out, her body in her mother's hands, in order to hide the truth, must have been hastily cremated. Even if she can go back, she is not Yu Xiang? Can you see that man again?

She was lost for a moment.

Seventy years have passed since the founding of the Han Dynasty. What was the bitter sea like 70 years ago? What is it still like today? The eyebrows and beards are frosty white. There is no more or less wrinkle on the face, and the eyes are as deep as the sea. When he met the old lady, he read a word of Buddha and asked her to sit down.

"Do you have any advice?"

"Please help me to read these two characters." The old lady took two pieces of paper from her sleeve pocket and spread them out on the table.

Kuhai monk nodded, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then pointed to one of them and said, "Yin Sha, lonely Luan, separated by stars, Xing Fu Ke mu, Xing Fu Ke Zi, Liu Qin livestock, all of them are not immune. It is not only helpful for noble people to understand the stars, but also for them."

The old lady had already made psychological preparations, and after listening to this, she was inevitably pale.

Kuhai monk doesn't care about her, pointing to another one to continue, "parents' fate is thin, the land branch has no punishment, Chong is harmful, the female is good at martial arts, the male is aggressive, and the Nayin sword is sharp, so he has no good end."

"No, no, no good end?" The old lady was shaking, as if to faint, and mammy Ma rushed to help her.

Kuhai monk glanced at her, and then opened his mouth, "these two people's lives are in conflict. If they are husband and wife, there will be no peace at home. If they are brothers and sisters, they will fight with each other and cannot coexist."

The old lady was more and more dizzy, trembling, "if you don't die well, there's no way to change your life? How could it be a bad ending? " As for the fate conflict, she did not have time to think deeply.

The bitter sea monk closed his eyes and calculated, and suddenly he heard.

The old lady rushed over and asked, "master, do you have a way?"

"This is the fate of no solution, but suddenly appeared Taiyi nobleman, good and good." Kuhai monk put his hands together and sighed, "this man has just passed through a catastrophe of life and death a few days ago. You can rest assured

"Who is this Taiyi nobleman?" The old lady was prostrate, but she was still bent on solving the problem.

"Far in the sky, near in front of you." The words fell to his feet and went to Yu Xiang under the bodhi tree. His eyes were full of splendor.

It is clearly a child's body, but there is the soul of a different world. The left eye is angry, the right eye is indifferent, the eyebrow is bulging with the majestic Golden Buddha light, the canopy covers the top, and the Qi is incomparable. He is the only one who has such a profound Buddhism.

"Amitabha..." Kuhai monk, with his hands together, will speak.

"If you want to ask me where I come from and where I'm going, I'll tell you where I've ever been. If you want to ask me what I want, I will tell you that when there is no delusion, one mind is a Buddhist kingdom; when there is delusion, one mind is a hell. I have delusions, so I would rather be in hell. " Therefore, there is no need to pity me or surpass me. Since I have made up my mind to hold on to the only one that I can grasp, I will not look forward to the uncertain future, or the past.

She vomited out a puff of turbid air toward the lotus leaves in the pool, only feeling that her mood was unprecedented.

Kuhai monk finally showed his first smile today and said slowly, "benefactor, you can think through everything. I don't need to say more."Yu Xiang nodded and asked, "is my brother safe?"

"If you don't die in a disaster, you'll be lucky." Kuhai monk looked at the old lady and said with a smile, "fortune is incomparable, Buddhism is deep, and wangfuwang's family has six animals. This son can be the treasure of the house. You don't have to look for this Taiyi noble person anywhere else. Amitabha, good and good. "

The old lady was stunned for a moment before she showed her ecstasy. She said thanks to the bitter sea. Kuhai chuckles and shakes his head. He says that if he finds his younger brother, monk kuhui, he will be ordered to go to the door to diagnose and treat the leg injury for the benefactor.

Treasure of the house? Me? Yu Xiang listened to the mouth straight, but also understood that with the old monk's words, her life in Yongle Hou's house would be better. However, no matter how good the life is, it's just the foil of the female master. People are destined to dance for nine days.

When the female master comes home, all the fates will start to turn. Now, I can't say anything. Thinking about this, Yu Xiang's eyes shed a trace of anger. It seems that she can no longer be as indifferent as it was, because she has something that can not be lost in any case.

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