Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 293
From Shen State to Jing State, the journey is neither short nor far.

The three monks walked unhappily.

When passing through the wilderness, the three of them went to visit the holy temple on the snow mountain.

The holy temple is no longer there, it was completely blackened by the fire.

Then there was wind, sand, rain and snow.

Soon decayed and vicissitudes, like the old site that has existed for thousands of years.

After visiting the destroyed holy temple, he left the wilderness soon.

From the wilderness to the country of Jing, from the very beginning, I felt a difference.

The wild people are peaceful, hardworking, with a red smile on their weathered faces, and they are very happy.

The people of Jing State are silent, hardworking, with a serious expression on their weathered faces, very majestic.

It seems to be the case everywhere.

Jing people don't talk and laugh.

Very hardworking.

Like the group of men in black behind the three monks.

These people are unpleasant.

It wasn't until the three monks arrived at the Jingguo Palace that they understood the cause of the unhappiness.

The whole palace is full of chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemums are very beautiful, but it is said that in Xiguo, chrysanthemums are one of the sacrifices used to worship ancestors.

Xiguo people are rich and romantic, and when they go to worship their ancestors, they will not only prepare joss paper money, but also carry a large bouquet of chrysanthemums.

It is fully spread in front of the tomb, giving people a very warm feeling.

Even if you die, you still need a little beauty.

But the whole palace is full of chrysanthemums, which is another feeling.

There is a vast sea of ​​flowers, if you are in the wild, you may be surprised at a glance.

But in this majestic and majestic Jingguo Palace, the vast number of chrysanthemums make people feel like they are in a cemetery.

Yes, the entire Jingguo Palace is like a huge cemetery.

It was evening when they arrived.

Emperor Jing didn't summon them, but arranged for them to live in the palace.

On the second day, the palace people took the old monk and the great monk away.

There is a big temple next to the palace.

The old monk became the host, and the great monk became the senior brother.

This temple is extremely large, not only several times larger than the wild holy temple, but even larger than the Heavenly Man Temple in Shen Kingdom.

Because Jing country's territory is really vast.

The temple is also vast.

Not only is it vast, but it is also full of incense.

The silent Jing people don't need to eat and drink, but put most of their income in front of the God of War.

Every day when the great monk went to pick up the money, he had to fill several barrels with it, which was very heavy.

This temple is called the Temple.

The great monk Ah Ba was very strange. He, his master and his younger brother had been to the Heavenly Man Temple in Shen Guo, and they stayed there for a while, but they were excluded in various ways.

But now that he and his master came to the temple, the master directly became the abbot of the temple, and he himself became a senior brother, but no one pushed him away.

Because this is the order of Emperor Jing.

The little monk stayed alone in the palace.

His residence was arranged not far from Emperor Jing.

No one used old stuff inside, everything was new.

Apparently it was all for him.

Very attentive.

Tables and chairs, clothes, decorations.

The only inconvenience is that there are no futons, no scriptures, no incense, and nothing related to monks.

Not even monk clothes.

Shi Qi is a clean person, but the monk's robe on his body is already dirty.

He didn't change it.

All his luggage was taken away.

There are many clothes in the wardrobe, all in his size, which are very gorgeous.

But from the beginning of his memory, he was a young monk, wearing a monk's uniform of gray coarse cloth.

He's used to it.

Sitting in a chair is a bit like cross-legged.

Then he met Emperor Jing.

Speaking of which, it was the second time we met.

The time interval is not too long.

However, the little monk was still a little surprised when he saw the man with half-white hair.

Seventeen is rarely surprised.

Because he has eyes that can see many strange pictures, and he won't be surprised if he sees a lot.

But at this moment, he was still a little surprised.

Even subconsciously miss a sentence: "Amitabha."

But I quickly remembered that this man didn't like me saying it that way.

The Emperor Jing in front of him was terrifying.

The last time I saw him, he had the appearance of a dog with fangs and wings.

But now, there is only a sea of ​​blood.

Full of killing intent.

But on his face, there was a gentle smile, even very kind.

"Is it a habit to live here? It's much drier than Shencheng here. When you come from Shencheng, you need to get used to it for a few days."

"It's okay, I lived in the wilderness when I was a child, which is similar to here." The little monk replied.

"Do you want to see your mother and younger brother?" Emperor Jing asked suddenly.

The little monk nodded.

He also heard the rumors.

Jing Huangrui burned the dead empress Bo and the prince to ashes and put them in jars.

He is a monk, he practices Buddhism, and the teachings of Buddha pay attention to the cycle of life and death.

It is said that when a person dies, his soul will return to his hometown and be reincarnated.

But if it is burned to ashes and put in a jar, can it be reincarnated?

Monk doesn't know.

He saw the two jars, they were very exquisite.

It's not the gorgeous kind of exquisiteness, but the exquisiteness that has been well cared for.

There are patterns on it, which have been rubbed very brightly, but there is no black dirt in the middle of the lines.

The little monk asked, "Can I touch it?"

Emperor Jing nodded: "We are a family, so we can do it."

The little monk's hand touched the big copper pot, and it was a little cold.

When I touched the small copper pot again, it was still a little cold.

Not very comfortable.

This cool, cool feeling.

"If she knew you were like this, she wouldn't be happy."

Jing Huang shook his head: "If she can come and tell me that she is unhappy, I will not be like this. She can't, she is dead."

"The young child died young, and the ghost lingers on. The whole palace is like a cemetery. What do you want to do?" the little monk asked.

The little monk's brows and eyes are also a bit wide, which is very similar to Bo's, and his nose is even a bit like Emperor Jing. After all, Emperor Jing is his own uncle, and it is normal for his nephew to look like an uncle.

Of course, the young monk's cheekbones were not as high as Jinghuang's, and were more rounded.

The little monk has a standard oval face, which makes people feel very peaceful and friendly. Looking at his face, he will feel very calm.

Emperor Jing glanced at him, and looked very calm.

In other words, Emperor Jing has always been very calm, with a smile on his face.

The little monk was extremely uncomfortable with this smile.

In fact, this feeling is not unique to the little monk. The courtiers of Jing State are all afraid of their emperor's smile.

The bigger the smile, the more scared.

It's really scary to laugh when you obviously don't want to laugh.

"I don't want to do anything, I want to be with them." Emperor Jing placed his hands on the two copper pots again.

There were tears in his eyes, but also love.

The little monk looked at him with a sea of ​​blood.

The little monk went back.

Sit for a night in this cemetery-like palace.

until dawn.

He used to sit in the same way, on the edge of that cliff, watching the sunset and the moon rise.

At that time, there was a boy beside him.

The boy stayed with him, but the boy was very sleepy, so the boy fell asleep.

He was awake, looking at the stars and listening to the breathing of the boy beside him, he didn't feel sad, but felt at ease.

What he wants is company, and company is the best medicine.

In the sky, the sun is rising.

The red ones, the golden ones, reminded the little monk of her again.

He went to take a bath and took off his monk robe.

I put on new clothes with beautiful dragons on the sleeves.

This was the first time in his life that he wore other clothes.

He solemnly tied a knot on his belt, a Buddha knot.

After thinking about it, he untied the Buddhist knot and tied a simple knot again.

There are still two long straps left, floating with you, very handsome.

His house also has a mirror.

He saw in the mirror that there was a young man who was very handsome, but he had no hair.

After getting dressed, he came to Emperor Jing's bedroom.

Emperor Jing also got up, he was a very diligent emperor.

When Shi Qi passed, he also got dressed, and there were two copper pots by the bedside.

Seeing Shi Qi's appearance, he was a little surprised.

"Let me accompany you instead of them in the future." Seventeen said.

Jing Huangrui looked at the boy with complicated eyes.

Looked for a long time.

The palace was quiet and there was not a breath of wind.

Jing Huang's long hair suddenly floated up a little.

He patted Shiqi on the shoulder and said, "When your hair grows up, it will look great."

(End of this chapter)