The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 265:

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She grabbed Liu Mudan, put her head on her shoulders, and said, "It's better to trouble the concubine."

Liu Mudan was startled, glanced at Feng Zhi slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay... okay... I'll send you there. I'll leave when you're fine."

"I'm about to give birth..." Hua Qiong leaned on Liu Mudan's shoulder and whispered to her, "There are some things that I can't say to her girl's family, and I don't want to say them to the man, but I want to ask you. You are the right one..."

After saying this, Liu Mudan could not refuse, and quickly called the slave girl to help Hua Qiong away.

Feng Zhiwei looked at Hua Qiong's back slowly moving back and smiled.

No one is blocking me now.

She drove straight in with two people, and asked for an audience at the gate of Dama Living Buddha's courtyard. The little lama who was waiting came out to follow her. Although she was a little uneasy, she was the concubine, and she only brought two people here openly, thinking There was no reason to refuse, so he had to invite her in.

The varnished corridor was silent, and the tung oil lamps under the eaves were dimly lit. The old man, as shriveled as a child on the thick multicolored carpet, was still peeping at the visitors with his clairvoyance.

A gold-covered bronze Buddha statue was behind him, with a mysterious smile, silently watching the woman who walked in gracefully.

Feng Zhiwei opened the door wide, and everything in the room was clearly visible. Zong Chen and Gu Nanyi stood at the door. The young lamas waiting in the yard stared at the two people in the room without blinking.

"What are you doing here?" The old lama lowered his thick eyelids and looked at the ground.

"Come and see our Dama God." Feng Zhiwei sat down from a distance and spoke kindly, but her tone didn't sound like that. The next sentence shocked Dama, "Look at him. Why aren't you dead yet?"

"You want me to die..." Dama was silent for a while, then laughed hoarsely, "You, a she-wolf with ulterior motives, can you bite the **** in the clouds on this grassland?"

"For decades, the tribe has worshiped and offered incense, and it has really made you dizzy and thought you were a god." Feng Zhi smiled lightly and turned on the oil lamp on the table, and the light of the lamp illuminated her eyelashes under her eyes. Shadow, "In my opinion, you are not as good as the solid one behind you, who will never talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Dama stared at her for a moment and said hoarsely, "This is the biggest sin for a disciple who observes the precepts. Don't dare to commit it."

"Even if every word you predicted is true." Feng Zhiwei leaned forward and stared into his eyes, "Do you dare to say that you made the prediction out of public motives? Do you dare to say that you have always Have you not been affected in any way? Dama, as a disciple who observes the precepts, you must uphold an impartial mind at all times. Do you dare to say that in this matter, all your words and actions are blameless and you have a clear conscience?"

Dama remained motionless, her old wrinkles layered together like a tattered blanket huddled in the shadow of the oil lamp.

There seemed to be something pressing down heavily in the dark and solemn atmosphere, and a tired look appeared between the old lama's brows.

"What did Klie say to you?" Feng Zhiwei leaned back and leaned on the huge pillow with a leisurely expression.

"He just told me what happened recently." Dama shook his head, "It's not what you guessed. He said something bad. Even if he said something, the result of the divination is destined by God and no one can manipulate it. ."

"When you were doing divination, he was by your side, right?" Feng Zhiwei showed a sneer, "Dama, think carefully."

The old lama was shocked, his turbid eyes rolled, recalling the scene during the divination, his original confidence gradually revealed a trace of confusion, but after a while he shook his head, "He is very far away."

"You can't do anything if you're far away?" Feng Zhiwei followed further.

The old lama fell into another round of contemplation. His expression became more and more confused. His old brain seemed to be turning particularly slowly tonight. He tried desperately to recall the scene when Kled arrived at Huyin Temple not long ago, but he found out how I can’t remember exactly what the details are.

"I'm old...I'm old..." He shook his head and sighed, but still stubbornly said, "God's will will never be wrong. You don't need to say anything else. God's disciples will never change the results of divination."

"Who wants you to change it?" Feng Zhiwei stood up and smiled lazily, "Dama'ala, you look bad and you often suffer from insomnia, right? But it doesn't matter, you will be able to sleep well soon. ”

She turned and left with a smile, her brisk steps causing the flames of the oil lamp to flash wildly. In the swaying light and shadow, the old lama struggled to raise his eyelids, looked at her back, and muttered: "The she-wolf who came to the grassland..."

"What kind of fabric do you think is good for children's diapers? Is it made of kudzu in summer? Or is it cotton? Will it cause sores due to heat?" Hua Qiong grabbed Liu Mudan in the back hall and asked endlessly, no He kept stroking his belly, "Oh...he made me so upset tonight."

"Cotton is fine. Our grassland is not as sophisticated as the Central Plains..." Liu Mudan gently stroked her belly and asked worriedly, "Shall we call for a medical officer? You kid, I said you need to ask for a doctor." Officer, you refuse no matter what..."

There were footsteps outside the corridor.

As soon as Liu Mudan let go of her hand, Hua Qiong sat up, stretched out, and said with a smile: "Oh, why do you want a medical officer? I'm fine."

Her eyes were clear, she got up quickly, walked around the room quickly, and spread her hands to Liu Mudan, "Your words are more useful than a panacea. I feel so much better now!"

Liu Mudan looked up at the pregnant woman who was still dying just now. The expression on her face was very wonderful. Her nose was not a nose, and her eyes were not eyes.

"Okay?" Feng Zhiwei stepped in and said with a smile, "It's really troublesome for Peony Flower. Peony Flower is out and no one can stop it."

"Hua Qiong is unstoppable when she takes action." Peonyhua laughed and got up, "Okay, she is in good spirits, I have been used up, you have walked away, I will continue to walk away. ”

"Please." Feng Zhiwei smiled and watched as Queen Mother Mudan ran away. She turned around and said to Hua Qiong, who was proudly stroking her belly and praising her son: "If you don't bother me, I will use your big belly tomorrow." ."

The morning breath of the grassland is fresh and bright, shining on the brightly colored royal court with black tiles and white walls, making the Second Potala Palace on a high hill pure and noble.