Space-time Traveler Chapter 19: Qing Ji (end)!

This tea has no taste at all.

If Su Ziyu is still strong, it will be a big deal with Qing Ji, but now he is only possessed by An Zhen, and An Zhen is just an ordinary monk, even one of the other's. I can't hit my little finger.

If you can't beat it, you can only outsmart it.

But Su Ziyu still doesn't know how to break away from this real dream. He just has a little clue and has to try it before he knows.

"An Zhen."

"You have been walking for a day. I'll give you bubble feet." Just when Su Ziyu was absent, Qing Ji walked in with a wooden basin.

There is hot water inside, and a few petals are scattered.

Qingji placed the wooden basin next to Suziyu's feet, and then stretched out her white fingers to help him take off his shoes. At this time, An Zhen's remaining consciousness was making trouble again, as if she wanted to take her feet away from Qingji. Breaking free from his hands, how could Su Ziyu let him do something bad again, so he forcibly suppressed An Zhen's remaining consciousness, vying for control of the body at this time.

"How about? Is it hot? Do you want to add some cold water?" Just when Su Ziyu suppressed An Zhen's residual consciousness, Qing Ji had already put his feet in the wooden basin with both hands. I didn't care about the dirt on my feet, and gently pressed the soles of my feet gently.

The soles of the feet were pinched by a pair of soft fingers, and I felt a little itchy.

An Zhen's remaining consciousness finally stopped resisting, and Su Ziyu couldn't help but froze at this time. It was the first time that he had grown up so gentle and carefully washed his feet. He looked down at Kiyuki, who was carefully cleaning the dirt in front of him and carefully massaging the soles of his feet, his expression could not help but ease a lot.

If there is no such morbid love and possessiveness, Kiyohime should be a perfect Fuso wife like a big and nadeshiko.

She is also very beautiful.

The small face is extremely delicate, the slender eyebrows, and the bright eyes give people a little jade-like feeling. In terms of appearance, among the monsters that Su Ziyu has seen so far, only the green lantern can match her.

"Let me do it myself." Su Ziyu said slowly.

He is still not accustomed to being served by others, and he is also afraid that he will not be able to do anything if he loses his heart. He knows the essence of the beautiful girl in front of him. At this time, Qinghime is almost turning into a monster. As long as there is a little something wrong to stimulate her, she will immediately blacken into a monster with a human body, and instantly burn the scorpion fish into a pile of coke.

"Is the concubine not doing well enough?" Qing Ji raised her head with a pitiful appearance.

"Then...then you go on..." Su Ziyu wanted to refuse, and was afraid that Qing Ji would become black again, so she could only be forced to enjoy her service.

After washing Su Ziyu's feet clean, Qing Ji walked out carrying the tub and whispered before leaving, "Then you have a good rest. I will take you to a fun place tomorrow. ."

She finally left.

After Qing Ji left, Su Ziyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He stood up and looked at the room, and found that there were a lot of Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelves.

Qing Ji's house should be very rich.

Although this manor is in the outskirts, it does not look small. It should be at the level of a powerful landlord. Qing Ji is an only child. If she really marries her, she should be a small landlord for the rest of her life. Su Ziyu couldn't understand why An Zhen had to repent, because in his heart the Buddhism is higher than the love of his children?

Sure enough, the monk's thinking is indeed different from ordinary people.

Su Ziyu flipped through these Buddhist scriptures for a while. He didn't know what to do with the situation in front of him, so he could only wait for the old monk to come back.

However, the old monk seems to be chatting with Qingji.

Su Ziyu waited for a long time without waiting for anyone. At this time, the night was getting darker. When Su Ziyu was about to take a rest and talk about it tomorrow, An Zhen's remaining consciousness came out again: "No! Qing Ji must want to keep me here."

"I have to find a way to escape."

"It's now."

Then, An Zhen's residual consciousness immediately seized control of the body and cautiously touched outside the manor.

Fuck!

Don't make trouble!

I haven't thought of what to do!

Su Ziyu tried to seize control of the body, but An Zhen's residual consciousness was quite firm at this time. There was only one idea of ​​escape in his mind, and he was unable to seize control of the body for a while.

The gate of the manor is right in front of you.

An Zhen didn't care about that much, she wanted to climb out of the wall directly.

"Where are you going?" At this moment, a faint female voice suddenly came from behind.

It's over.

This one must be cold.

An Zhen turned her head back a bit stiffly. Behind him was Qing Ji with an expressionless face. Her face was no longer the gentle color before, and her eyes had turned into strange vertical pupils. A little dark red flame appeared around her, Qing Ji said coldly: "You really lied to me! You actually want to escape!"

"I...I want to visit Kumano..." An Zhen was sweating profusely. He didn't even believe this inferior excuse.

A dark red flame struck.

In the piercing pain, An Zhen's whole person turned into coke, and the weird flame began to spread, and soon the entire manor was burned to ashes, and Qing Ji, whose body turned into a snake's tail, appeared in the flames. , Venting his anger recklessly, turning everything around him into a sea of ​​flames.

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"An Zhen, An Zhen!"

"Get up."

Su Ziyu slowly opened his eyes, and then cursed: "Fuck! It's dead again!"

He ignored the surprised old monk beside him, stood up and patted his **** and said, "Go. It's going to rain. We have to hurry up."

This is not the second time that Su Ziyu has been burned to death by Qing Ji.

In fact, he had just been burned to death by Qing Ji for the eleventh time. After so many deaths, he was almost used to Qing Ji's flames. The pain made him a little numb.

Su Ziyu tried many ways to break the game, and even tried halfway to escape, without going to the manor of Qingji.

However, he didn't expect that in the middle of the night, he was caught up by the demonized Qing Ji, and then he was turned into coke by a fire. After dying so many times, Su Ziyu has gradually understood something, that is, An Zhen really wants to be a monk. Even after dying so many times, his residual consciousness is already very weak, even He was about to dissipate, and he would still forcefully take control of his body and escape at a critical time.

If you run away, you will die.

Su Ziyu has already found the contradiction.

If he goes to the manor and suppresses An Zhen's residual consciousness too much and gets closer to Qing Ji, then An Zhen's residual consciousness will resist and escape early in the middle of the night, which is basically a dead end. And if he does not suppress An Zhen’s residual consciousness, then because he is too cold, he will trigger Qing Ji’s inquiry in advance, asking him if he wants to go back. At that time, no matter how he answers, Qing Ji will quickly become black, which is also a dead end. One.

An Zhen is determined to become a monk.

Qing Ji is also determined to marry An Zhen, otherwise it will be a cremation ending.

Both people are extremely paranoid people.

So many times before, Su Ziyu died of the contradictions between the two sides. If you get too close to Qing Ji, An Zhen's residual consciousness will rebel, and she will soon run away and be burned to death. But if you follow An Zhen's ideas, Qing Ji will be blackened at night, needless to say, it will also be burned to death.

Poor Su Ziyu thought for a long time, and finally thought of a possible way to break the game.

That is to let An Zhen be a monk again and marry Qing Ji.

Of course.

In the current era, that is impossible to achieve.

Because the current monk can never marry a wife and have children, but in the distant future, a Fusang monk can marry a wife and have children.

Soon.

A manor appeared in front of her eyes, and Kiyohime's expectant figure also appeared quickly.

"You finally came." An unusually gentle female voice sounded.

Qing Ji walked quickly in front of Su Ziyu, with a very happy expression: "An Zhen? Hungry, right?"

"I have prepared some fast food for you."

An Zhen's residual consciousness at this time can no longer control the body's daily behaviors, and only under certain circumstances will she run away desperately.

"Yeah." Su Ziyu smiled politely and kindly.

He nodded and walked back half a walk: "Let's go in."

Qing Ji's expression was a little bit disappointed, but she soon followed.

Su Ziyu is already very familiar with the next plot. He quietly enjoyed Qing Ji's service, and then waited for the night to come.

The old monk went to discuss Buddhism with the Qing lay layman again.

After a while, Qing Ji also came in with a tub. If she was not too close to her, she would not bring tea, but if Qing Ji did not come to An Zhen to wash her feet at night, it would be basically The above means that she is about to go black.

Su Ziyu enjoys Qing Ji soaking her feet indifferently. He has been burned to death by Qing Ji so many times, so she should serve him.

"Sit down." Just when Qing Ji got up to take the tub out, Su Ziyu suddenly said, "Do you like to hear stories? I'll tell you a story."

Qing Ji knelt down and sat beside her, and said softly: "As long as you say it, I love to listen."

An Zhen used to tell her some stories, but they were all stories from the Buddhist scriptures. The purpose was to make Qing Ji understand that he could not give up the Dharma, and by the way, see if she could persuade her to give up on her own initiative.

Qing Ji didn't like to listen to those boring sutra stories, but she still listened patiently.

"This story comes from the Eastern Tang Dynasty." Su Ziyu's tone was very calm, as if she had returned to the day when she was telling the story to Qingxingdeng, and slowly said: "The protagonist of the story is a monster, a man who has practiced for thousands of years. Snake spirit, whose name is Bai Suzhen."

Not the story in the Buddhist scriptures?

A monster?

Qingji's beautiful pupils were faint, and her gentle expression gradually disappeared, but she was still full of curiosity. She seemed to want to know what kind of story it was.

"A long, long time ago, there was a grazing boy."

"He rescued a small white snake from a snake catcher, and then released it..."

Su Ziyu unhurriedly told the story of Bai Suzhen, and it was clear that Qing Ji in front of her was very engaged, as if she had already replaced herself in the role of Bai Suzhen, especially when she heard that Bai Suzhen was flooded with water. After being suppressed under the Leifeng Pagoda, the whole person couldn't help tensing up, and wisps of dark red flames appeared around the body.

"This Fahai is really hateful!" Qing Ji's pupils were full of anger, as if they were on fire, they exuded a strange light.

When hearing the ending of the story.

She is full of joy again, seemingly excited about this happy ending.

"This story is really wonderful!" Qing Ji's eyes became gentle again, surging like water, looking at the Suzi fish in front of her, and said softly: "Qing Ji will also work hard to be like Bai Suzhen. Wife’s!..."

Su Ziyu was silent.

An Zhen's residual consciousness seems to be another sign of wanting to rebel. He is determined to be a monk.

"Do you know?" Su Ziyu thought for a while, and said slowly: "Being a monk and studying Buddhism is my lifelong pursuit."

"But a monk can't marry a wife and have children."

"I am troubled by this."

"If I marry you, I can't be a monk. But if I want to be a monk, I can't marry you again."

When I heard Su Ziyu's words, the surrounding air suddenly became silent.

Qing Ji's expression gradually became cold, and a pair of faint pupils watched him, and the shallow vertical pupils had emerged. It seemed that if a word was not said right, she would directly blacken and become a monster.

Su Ziyu looked up at Qing Ji’s faint pair of vertical pupils, as if ignoring the ghost fire that burned beside her. He had watched movies for countless times in previous lives. The acting skills of generations of movie emperors are now being added to him. He even entered the play completely, completely substituting himself as An Zhen, and said in an affectionate but extremely complicated voice: "Do you know?"

"I had a dream yesterday, and the dream is in the future a long, long time in the future."

"At that time, the monk in Fusang could marry a wife and have children!"

"At the time, I was thinking, if we lived in such an era, how nice it would be!"

Su Ziyu sighed softly, then said solemnly: "I will marry you."

"But it must be my lifelong pursuit to become a monk after I go to Kumano to visit and return, and I must personally settle this period of cause and effect."

Qingji heard this for a long time without saying a word, then looked up at him and said: "Okay. Then I will wait for you to come back."

"In a long, long time in the future, can Fusang monks really marry a wife and have children?"

Qing Ji only cares if An Zhen will marry her. As for whether she is a monk or not, it does not matter. The fact that a monk cannot marry a wife is what she hates most. If possible, she certainly didn't want An Zhen to give up her lifelong pursuit.

"Well. That's how it was in that dream." Su Ziyu said slowly.

In the fifth year of the Meiji era, the Fuso government, in order to weaken the power of Buddhism, imitated Emperor Wu’s Tweet Order, and issued the "Lifting the Ban on Meat Eating Wife", announcing that "no matter how monks grow up, marry, have children, or eat alcohol and meat, All follow it at their own convenience". At the beginning, this decree was extremely resisted by the monks, but the monks in it could not hold back the residuals. Some people began to blatantly drink, eat meat, marry wives and have children, and the decree allowed the monastery to be inherited as private property and can be directly passed on. To your own descendants. This has led to a result, that is, monks who strictly observe the precepts have no heirs to stay. On the contrary, those monks who break the precepts can turn the monastery into their own property and pass it on to future generations.

The Shurangama Sutra once said: In the era of the end of Dharma, evil masters say like sand on the Ganges River.

When the Buddha died, the Demon King also said: At the end of the Dharma, my sons and grandchildren are monks, put on your robes, corrupt your Dharma, have the name of a monk, and practice the way of demons.

No words for a night.

Suzi fish finally lived to the next morning.

The next day Qing Ji sent him out personally. An Zhen's residual consciousness that was about to dissipate, took over the control of the body at this time. He took a deep look at Qing Ji in front of him, and then his head also Walked towards the distance without going back.

On the way, Su Ziyu became a bystander again.

And An Zhen's residual consciousness seemed to be burning, and she was already almost disappearing, but she persisted extremely stubbornly until he came to a place called'Daocheng Temple'.

At the same time.

Qing Ji, who was waiting at home, suddenly shook her whole body. She seemed to feel something, and ran out like crazy. Soon the whole person was running out of shame and embarrassed. I don’t know when her eyes have melted. A pair of strange vertical pupils were made, and the body of the lower body turned into a long and narrow snake tail. Qing Ji's whole person turned into a look like a demon. She flew by on the road, shocking countless people fleeing around.

Daocheng Temple appeared in the front little by little.

Qing Ji's figure set off a violent wind and approached here. She looked at the shivering monks in front of the door, with an expressionless expression, and said coldly: "Let An Zhen come out to see me!"

He didn't visit Kumano!

He came to this temple!

He lied to me! ! !

Strongs of dark red flames appeared around Qing Ji, the calmer her expression, the colder her expression was. It was a frantic anger that was about to erupt that was suppressed and restrained.

But the next second, her anger suddenly went out.

"An Zhen is already sitting down." An old monk walked out slowly, with a frightened expression on the demonized Qing Ji, clasping his hands together: "Come with me. An Zhen left some words for you. You."

In front of a big clock, An Zhen's body was sitting cross-legged, like a Taoist monk, but there was no breath of life for a long time.

Qing Ji swam over slowly, with a very sad expression on her face. She leaned down and stretched out her hand and stroked An Zhen's face. She saw a piece of paper left by him during his lifetime with a Chinese poem written on it.

"I used to worry about being passionate and hurting the Brahma, and I was afraid not to fall down when I entered the mountain."

"There will be peace in the world, and the Tathagata will not lose the Qing."

A drop of blood-red tears slipped down.

The Qing Ji in front of her was shaking with her hands holding the paper, and she mumbled the poem that An Zhen left her before she sat down. Her whole body was choked to the point where she couldn't speak. Her breath of a monster gradually Fading away, the original dark blue snake scales turned into crystal white little by little. At this time, Qing Ji turned into a white snake in just a few breaths. She slowly, very carefully, and gently. Entangling An Zhen's already sitting body, murmured: "If there is no you in this world, what does it mean for me to live alone?"

Strongs of dark blue flame emerged.

The flame soon rose up, swallowing An Zhen and Qing Ji, and the two of them disappeared with the flame in front of the big clock.

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"Thank you."

With a faint sound of thanks, Su Ziyu slowly opened his eyes.

"It's finally out!"

Su Ziyu's expression could not help but was taken aback, he looked at his palm, where there was a strange bead lying quietly.

"An Zhen's Theory [Legend]."

At the same time.

Somewhere in the forest, a panicked voice sounded: "No! He woke up! Kiyohime should be waking up soon too!"

"I have to run quickly!"

"Otherwise he must find me desperately!"

"Old slippery head!"

"This time I was miserable by you! This real dream actually compromised my century-old Taoism!"

"No! It seems that I can't stay here! I'll go to Ryukyu!"

Mount Fuji.

In a dense and isolated forest, in a temple that was burned to ruins, suddenly there was a rushing and worried female voice.

"An Zhen!!?"

A long, narrow white snake's tail flashed across the ruins of the temple, and then disappeared into the lush forest.

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