I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 665
Zhengjingmen, Houshan.

There was a sobbing sound, and Li Yu sighed deeply.

Feng Ziying came, and he brought back news that Lin Ruhai was killed by Jia Lian and his wife.

Their original intention was simple, to seize the property of the Lin family.Jia Lian entertained a group of cronies and friends at the place of Second Sister You, and uttered the truth after drinking, triumphantly saying that how much money he got from Lin's residence was more than enough to support hundreds of outhouses.

After he took care of Second Sister You himself as an outhouse, he was worried at first, worried that the tigress in his family would find out, but who would have thought that she would be lucky enough to be favored by the Holy Mother of Lishan, and be accepted as a disciple to learn art on the mountain? .

As soon as Wang Xifeng left, Jia Lian went wild, acting without any scruples, and almost took Second Sister You into the mansion.

Lin Ruhai only gave birth to a daughter, Lin Daiyu, and had no heirs, so the Lin family's incense was cut off.

Jia Lian packed up and took away all the properties of the Lin family in Suzhou.

For Lin Daiyu, those family properties don't matter, and even ten times or a hundred times they can't compare to her father.

Li Yu looked at the mournful Lin Daiyu, and didn't know how to comfort her. He patted Jinlian's butt and motioned her to go up and coax her.

Jin Lian shook her head, pouted her mouth and signaled Li Yu to go by herself.

Li Yu had no choice but to go forward, sit down beside Lin Daiyu, picked up a small stone, and threw it into the water.

Lin Daiyu turned her head slightly, sat on the grass with her calves in her hands, and put her face on her knees.

Li Yu looked ahead and said leisurely, "If I were your father, I definitely don't want to see you like this."

Lin Daiyu raised her head, her eyes were red, and stared at Li Yu.

Li Yu looked at her fierce and pitiful look, reached out and touched her head, and continued: "Your father is a good person. She cherishes her wife and loves her daughter. It's a pity, you all treat him Not good, leaving one early makes him heartbroken and misses him day and night;

"If he sees you like this every day, he doesn't know what it's like to be sad."

Lin Daiyu wiped away her tears, and said in a sobbing voice, "I feel so sad, if only I stayed with Daddy."

"If you stay by his side, he still has to take care of you. How can he have time to miss his beloved?"

Lin Daiyu leaned on Li Yu's shoulder, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Li Yu smiled and said, "You should cheer up, practice hard, and then go and avenge your father."

Lin Daiyu wrinkled her nose and said fiercely, "Revenge!"

She rubbed against Li Yu's arm, wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and said suddenly, "Brother Yu, don't die."

Li Yu looked puzzled. Looking at her expression, Li Yu instantly understood. In just a few years, her parents are gone. This little girl is too pitiful. He stood up and said, "I am so powerful, how can it be possible?" will die."

"Then you swear."

Li Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, raised his hand and said, "I'll forget it, I'll swear to Xiao Daiyu, I swear that I won't die, and I will always grow up with you."

Seeing this scene through the fresh green willow branches, the little golden lotus suddenly smiled.
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The clouds are misty and the road is long.Although the land is thousands of miles away, the scenery is generally rare.

The auspicious mist is shrouded in auspicious smoke, and the breeze and bright moon are swaggering.The distant mountains in the mountains open up the picture; the gurgling flowing water splashes Qiongyao in pieces.

Baoxiang Kingdom was originally a very prosperous and peaceful small country, but now it is full of dead bodies and no one to restrain them, and ten villages and nine empty areas are lifeless.

The wind was strong, the sun was sinking, and a puff of black smoke was blown everywhere.

Out of the smoke and dust, a monk covered in white walked out. He uttered the Buddha's name, and countless scarred monks stood up on the ground.

"Zen Master, the journey to the Western Paradise is more than ten thousand miles away. I have been fighting for so long, but I am still spinning in circles. How can I reach the Pure Land of the Western Paradise? Has Buddha come?"

The monk who spoke was not very old, and there was a terrible gash on his bare arm. He was wrapped in his cassock, and the blood flowed out, which was very frightening.

Xuanzang brushed his arm with his hand, and the wound healed quickly. He glanced at the young monk and asked, "What's your name?"

"Back to the Zen master, the disciple's Dharma name is Huineng."

Master Shenfang beside Xuanzang said, "This is the disciple of my uncle Hongren."

Xuanzang sighed and said, "Has Master Hongren died in battle?"

"Dead in battle."

The expressions of the people present were darkened. When the monks came, there were tens of thousands of monks, and at this time there were only a little more than half of them left.Fortunately, the size of the Buddhist sect is large enough, and there are still monks coming from the Central Plains in a steady stream, so the total number of monks has not decreased but increased.

Xuanzang said: "The reason why we are unable to move forward is that the enemy dare not let us go westward. Otherwise, we will expose their lies, believers on the road to the west will be lost, and the evil spirits in the pure land will be lost. A source of strength. So they are desperate to stop us."

"This first pass is the most difficult and the most important. Just like the Buddhadharma, after awakening, all dharmas will be as usual. I am waiting for this difficult time. Once I take the first step, I will no longer have the strength to Block the Buddha's light. My Buddha Sakyamuni will also return to the pure land and drive away the evil spirits."

"We haven't advanced much, but we haven't been beaten out either. It's not us who should be worried at this time, but the demons in the pure land. Every drop of blood we shed is a knife in their hearts."

Xuanzang's words alone made the monks present rejuvenated and cheered up.

Hui Neng clasped his palms together and bowed: "Chan Master, my disciples are as enlightened as they are when they hear the Zen Master's words, and they don't dare to speak nonsense anymore."

Xuanzang nodded and said, "Let's go, because of being harmed by these evil spirits, the Baoxiang Kingdom has survived in name only. Let's go to the palace to see how many people are still alive."

A group of monks followed him, supporting each other and walking slowly forward. The place where the smoke was everywhere was once the royal palace of Baoxiang Kingdom.

The nine-fold high pavilion is like a palace, and the ten thousand-zhang terrace is like a championship.The capital of Baoxiang Kingdom is a complete imitation of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, and it can be regarded as a small Chang'an in the West.Even the streets are named after the neighbors in Chang'an City. The king once sent a large group of people to Chang'an to observe, and then spent 20 years building this city, called Baoxiang City.

Now it has long since become ruins. On a pile of broken jade and burning logs, there stands a man with a thin waist, a pointed head, an indigo face, white fangs, a sword hanging from his waist, and a yellow robe. Robe, with a fierce look in his eyes.

When he saw Xuanzang from a distance, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he still bravely shouted: "Xuanzang, don't step into the palace half a step!"

(End of this chapter)