Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 68

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

He may be the first **** demon who can live in the forbidden land of heaven and earth. I don't know if the monks of the Heavenly Dao were unable to detect the situation in the temple, or if they knew it, they didn't have the guts. In short, no one would bother him, let alone chase him. Everyone ignored the existence of the temple.

In the ancient and lonely ice and snow field, it is indeed easy for people to ignore the passage of time. The top of the head is the vast expanse of the sky, and the snow peaks hovering away like a dragon at the foot. When the long night falls, there will be aurora across the sky in the distance. , Stretched vertically and horizontally under the vast galaxy, emitting a brilliant band of light.

Zhou Hui sat in the empty hall and watched the rows of silver-white floor tiles spread far away. The moon crossed the sky, moving light and shadow at the junction of darkness, reflecting his lonely figure.

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

"It's really lonely," he muttered.

The handsome **** demon walked through the snow-white stone pillars and stroked every inch of the cold wall. He felt the smooth stone slits sliding across his fingertips, imagining that Phoenix had done the same tens of thousands of years ago. He walked the same road in countless long nights and touched the same wall tiles. That moment seemed to pass through time. Long River, and the young Phoenix Ming Wang looked at each other in a distance, and each other's eyes were filled with confusion.

Will you come back? Zhou Hui thought.

If time can return, people can go back up the flow, back to the moment when Phoenix asked him if he wanted to be himself, and the answer was yes, would the ending be different now?

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

Venerable Bati forcibly broke into the colorless sky, took away the soul of the true Buddha, exhausted his mana and closed the entrance of the colorless sky, and banned Sakyamuni for hundreds of years. Entrusting the soul of the true Buddha to Queen Phoenix Ming, the venerable's divine consciousness could no longer hold it, so he passed away and went to the ruins outside the 33rd heaven.

After Zheng Buddha returned to his throne, he did not know what method he would use to retrieve the soul of Venerable Bati from the Guixu, reshaped the golden body, and sent it back to Mount Xumi.

Vajra Bodhisattvas and Arhats are considered grand events, gathered outside the temple to welcome them, and the sky is filled with Buddha's light and fairy music. The Venerable did not climb back to the lotus seat surrounded by the believers. Instead, he avoided everyone and crossed the frozen mirror lake alone, before arriving at the glacier temple.

Zhou Hui stood on the nine steps and looked down at Venerable Bati and asked: "Are you here to take the phoenix jade?"

Venerable Bati put his hands together, warmly said: "No, His Royal Highness Ming knows, of course I hope to stay by your side."

"Then you came to drive me away?"

"No, you come and go as you want, who can stop it?"

Zhou Hui's expression eased a little, but he was still very vulgar.

"What is the intention of the Lord when he comes? If there is a way to hatch the phoenix jade fetus in advance, you can stay and talk. If there is nothing major, please go."

"The ancient gods and birds are detached from the heavens and the earth, and the unnatural Buddhadharma can be guessed. I don't know how to hatch the jade fetus in advance." Venerable Bati said the sound of Buddha, apologizing: "But if you are willing If the jade fetus stays in the hot springs of Mount Xumi and uses the geothermal heat to moisturize the jade fetus, maybe...you can..."

Zhou Hui said coldly: "Forget it, we will go back to Hell or Zhoushan in a while."

He didn't look at Venerable Bati again, turned around and walked into the depths of the temple. The Venerable suddenly stopped him behind him:

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

Zhou Hui paused, then turned his head a moment later, the horrible scarlet glowing deep in his eyes.

This should be a very terrifying and absurd scene. A **** demon lives high above the noblest glacier temple in heaven, looking down at Venerable Bati who lived the same life as the Buddha, and his eyes are full of lofty and undisguised things. Murderous.

"I thought that if I got the bargain, I should hold back and don't sell well. Since you don't understand this truth, it seems that you want me to teach you to understand it myself."

The wind blew across the steps, and Venerable Poti looked up at Zhou Hui's haze-filled eyes. After a while, a chill suddenly rose from deep in his heart: "Donor Zhou misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

The Venerable leaned over and said: "I just want to tell you, no matter what reason is for His Royal Highness King Ming to do all this, kill the false Buddha, send the true Buddha back to his place, and do not hesitate to Nirvana... Even if it is only for your survival, he is a great person who has changed the cause and effect of this world and saved countless lives in the future."

"When I was in the colorless sky, the Buddha mentioned you. He admires and admires the sacrifices made by you and King Phoenix in the past hundreds of years..."

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

Zhou Hui turned and walked into the temple.

Under the steps behind him, Venerable Bati was stunned, and stood there for a long time, with a complex and dazed expression in his expression.

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Shortly after this conversation took place, one evening, Zhou Hui walked through a large golden snowfield painted by the setting sun, with a phoenix egg in his pocket, and left Mount Xumi alone.

Like when he came, he was also very quiet when he left. No one seemed to know or pay attention. The footprints in the wind and snow were quickly covered and disappeared into the boundless world.

Many people in Tiandao thought it was Venerable Bati who visited the Glacier Temple privately that day and retreated the arrogant Hell Demon town with a word, leaving the sacred 33rd Heaven. The monks breathed a sigh of relief as a result, kneeling down in the endless temples that followed the mountain, expressing their conviction and admiration with their eyes.

But no one knew that it was too late to learn that Venerable Bati chased out of the temple when Zhou Hui left and stood on the glacial cliff.

The whole world is only white, and the glacier that runs across the snowy field reflects a large amount of light. Looking far away, there is a small gray dot far away, step by step, towards the farther horizon.

That is the direction to hell.

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Zhou Hui returned to the Four Evil Dao, crossed the Iron Wheel Mountain which separated the human world and hell, stepped through the turbulent sea of ​​blood, and finally returned to Buzhou Mountain.

Thousands of years have caused tremendous changes in the landform of Buzhou Mountain. The sea of ​​flames at the time of Phoenix's Nirvana almost burned the primitive jungle on the top of the mountain into flat ground. Zhou Hui climbed to the top of the peak and stood on a cliff looking down at the magic eye. When he turned back, he saw a mountain road hovering in the distance, and a huge rock straddling a deep stream like a natural platform. Above.

There is a scorched ruin on the platform, which has completely collapsed, but it can barely be seen in the shape of a house.

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

——That's where he and Phoenix lived in Buzhoushan.

Zhou Hui spent a week clearing the scorched earth, cutting down towering trees to make logs, and rebuilding a small house on the ruins.

He planted Shura flowers around and repaired the courtyard walls and fences carefully. He paved a path with bluestone, opened the door and there was a vast cliff outside, and farther away, the demon world ginkgo forest was lush and lush on the hillside, and he couldn't see it at a glance.

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

"Welcome home."

The egg lies in his warm hands, quietly, as if in a sweet sleep.

Zhou Hui carefully arranged his and Fenghuang’s cabins, using fine logs for tables, chairs and beds, and soft rabbit fur for mattresses. The Shura flowers he planted quickly bloomed. Looking out the window of the hut every day, they splashed and sprinkled bright red, swaying in the wind, as if they were gathering together lively all the time.

Zhou Hui liked the scenery very much. He often took phoenix eggs to water in the yard, and sometimes walked out, walked through the miasma mountain path, and walked around the magic eye in the deep stream.

Garuda once came. It was when Zhou Hui went home from a walk one day. He saw his second son standing in front of the door wall of the small courtyard, looking up at the small house inside, his expression full of expression. I was surprised, when I saw him, he called my father: "This...Is this built by yourself?"

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

"Maha was in the sea of ​​blood, and he told me that day when he saw you haunting near the magic eye."

"Why didn't he rush to death and death?" Zhou Hui asked.

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

As Garuda said, he couldn't help but look at this slightly rough and peaceful hut. He probably knew that his father, who drove a luxury car, lived in a villa, and killed people at every turn, could actually build it by himself. The fact of a courtyard is surprising.

"How is mother?"

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

Gardello actually knew this was the result, and then sighed softly.

"I just came...to tell you that there is nothing big in the human world, and everything is fine for everyone. If you are in the mood, come to the human world. Everyone misses you very much. The life span of a mortal is not too great. Long..."

Galuda briefly talked about things in the human world. They were indeed very plain. It seems that with the passing of the pseudo-Buddha Sakyamuni, the entire six realms have calmed down, and he lives calmly every day.

Zhou Hui was noncommittal after hearing this, and did not say whether to go or not, nor did he take the initiative to inquire about the current situation of his fellow human beings. Garuda quickly had nothing to say, and did not stay for long, leaving behind some necessities brought from the human world, and left.

"Can I come and see it occasionally?" Garuda asked before leaving. "You can tell me what you need. After watching you, I can stop by the blood sea to visit Maha. Almost a few times a year. , And not too often..."

Zhou Hui stood at the courtyard gate, and Jialou Luo stood outside the courtyard gate. The young man has an adult profile. From Zhou Hui's perspective, he can even find a shadow that coincides with himself in some of his expressions.

But his eyes are very calm, as if separated by an invisible and indifferent barrier, and as if they are always insight into everything in this world, clear and indifferent.

That is the eyes of Phoenix.

"...whatever you want." After a long period of silence, Zhou Hui finally said: "Don't come too hard and it will be done quickly."

Galuda breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No."

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Garuda did not come too diligently. In the second month, he did not show up. In the third month, he only left some daily necessities and plant seeds at the door without showing up.

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

This has almost become his fixed schedule. I don’t know the time in the mountain, and sometimes he even has a kind of idea that if this is the case for a lifetime, it seems to be quite good.

However, what Zhou Hui did not expect was that just a few days before the second batch of seeds he planted was about to germinate, he discovered the re-established God Realm passage near the Demon Eye.

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

Is this part of the reconstruction of the colorless sky?

Zhou Hui stood at the entrance of the passage, after a long absence, he developed a little interest, and finally walked in a few steps after hesitating for a while.

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

"Hey!"

Plop!

Zhou Hui seemed to be lifted up by the tide and washed ashore. He fell heavily to the ground, feeling dizzy for a while before standing up.

The world in front of me is also very familiar, a vast expanse of gold and white, and the road under my feet stretches to a towering building not far away. The golden and jade walls, carved beams and painted ridges are huge Buddhist temples that were crushed into powder during the decisive battle.

...The colorless sky?

It's so easy to come up? !

Zhou Hui's mouth twitched slightly. He checked that the phoenix egg in his lower pocket was still there, and walked towards the Buddhist hall with concentration. After a while, he heard the sound of music faintly in front of him. He thought he had heard it wrong. After a few steps, he realized that it turned out to be a clearer ending song of a famous popular TV series in the human world. It was popular until it was once played on the streets and alleys. , Even Phoenix would hum.

Zhou Hui: "..."

Zhou Hui walked to the front of the temple and looked inward from behind the high threshold.

A familiar back figure is wearing a sea soul shirt, beach pants, a few rings of prayer beads around his neck, and his head tilted on the rosette, concentrating on the TV screen of the DVD player not far away. The two wires were dragged behind the TV, and they were connected to a small generator placed in the corner of the temple, and they were working buzzingly at the moment.

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

"Zhang Shun...?!"

Zhang Ershao turned his head and said in amazement: "Zhou Sha...Zhou Hui?"

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

Five seconds later, Zhou Hui suddenly raised his leg and stepped in, rushing to Zhang Shun fiercely, kicking the Buddha who was too late to escape from the lotus seat: "I have worked so hard to finish your vote. Waiting for the phoenix to break the shell, what the **** are you doing here, staying at home and watching DVDs?!"

Zhengfo was busy with his hands and feet to get up, but Zhou Hui was knocked down with a punch, and then turned around to watch TV and became even more angry: "Zhang Shun! You are a monk anyway, it's okay to see Zhen Huan's biography. What do you want to do? ?!"