At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The king of the country was in trouble.

Facing the little prince's vigilance, Jin Xian was speechless, and that look contained disappointment in His Majesty.

But in fact, His Majesty did not issue an order to capture the little prince.

At least for him, he did not receive this order.

Jin Xian shook his head, then he put the sword back into the scabbard, and after taking a deep look at Xiao Ruolin, he took out the white jade from his arms.

The white jade was crystal clear, reflecting a little starlight in the sun, and the worried heart formed a light belt of looking forward to the son, like sheep fat, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Little prince, this is what the queen asked me to leave for you."

Xiao Ruolin took the white jade and felt a warmth passed into his hands.

"Mother..." His voice trembled a little. He thought of his mother, the most beautiful person in the world.

Jin Xian nodded silently, "Little prince, go back and see her when you have time. The queen... is not doing well."

Xiao Ruolin held the white jade tightly, his heart full of guilt and longing.

This is the queen's personal token. It was rumored in the palace that when she gave birth to the emperor's brother, her life was in danger and she almost died of dystocia.

Until a piece of white jade fell from the sky and fell into the Fengluan Palace like a stream of light.

This piece of white jade symbolizes protection. Its appearance allowed the queen who was about to die to live longer.

The White Jade Capital in the sky, and that day was also hailed as a miracle. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory could not calculate the origin of the white jade, but only knew that an unknown force made the queen rejuvenated.

It was not until later, after the queen's mother was pregnant with him, that the Imperial Astronomical Observatory deduced that it was the thirteenth son who changed the queen's fate.

In the end, he was regarded as the disaster star of Beili and the culprit who would destroy Beili in the future.

This white jade protected the life of the queen mother, and the queen mother always associated the white jade with him.

He believed that it was his appearance that made the heaven bless him.

What Xiao Ruolin didn't know was that it was indeed the case. In the dark, his appearance changed the fate of some people.

And Queen Hu, who was originally going to die, also broke the death catastrophe because of his appearance.

Holding the white jade tightly in his hand, it seemed as if he was holding the whole world.

"Little prince, take care of yourself." Jin Xian said softly, and then stepped into the sedan chair.

The four strong men in front of the sedan chair immediately lifted the sedan chair in an orderly manner. Lingjun and Boyong also put away their weapons, lined up on both sides of the sedan chair, and slowly left.

"What did the eunuch say to Ruolin? Why does Ruolin look a little wrong?" Lei Wujie scratched his head.

Xiao Ruolin stood there for a long time without saying a word, as if he was trapped in some kind of memory.

When the luxurious sedan passed by several people, a voice came from inside: "Xiao Wuxin, people from Jiulong Temple are rushing over here. If you want to escape, run quickly."

Hearing this, Wuxin smiled helplessly: "You can't escape."

"All choices are in your hands, but people in the world cannot be satisfied with limited choices. If they greedily want to get better, they will naturally end up in a helpless situation." Wuxin sighed.

Then, the sedan left Jiulong Temple. After leaving Jiulong Temple, Jinxian frowned.

"Boyong, prepare a fast horse for me. I want to go back to the palace."

...

After Jinxian and his group evacuated Jiulong Temple, Xiao Se's feet shook.

Slowly came to Xiao Ruolin, and when he saw the white jade, he understood everything.

"Brother, are you going home?" Xiao Ruolin raised his head and smiled slightly.

Facing the unpredictable smile, Xiao Se did not hesitate this time, but nodded: "Okay!"

Facing the two brothers, Lei Wujie was confused.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Rensun not far away, walked over, and raised a grateful look on his face: "Master, just now... eh?"

"Come back to me." Xiao Se grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

"Xiao Se, what are you doing?"

"Stay still." Xiao Se said softly.

Afterwards, Lei Wujie felt that the atmosphere at the scene was very strange.

I saw that Wuxin monk slowly walked towards Wang Rensun, very calm and plain.

But Lei Wujie seemed to see the sparks in it, or it could not be said to be sparks, but a sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the face that was 80% similar to his father, Wang Rensun smiled, but this smile was full of desolation.

He sighed and said quietly, "The child who was not even knee-high back then has grown up..."

"It's been twelve years, how can he not grow taller?" Wu Xin asked with a smile.

Wang Rensun picked up the sword that fell on the ground like a child who had made a mistake.

Sit down in front of Wuxin.

"How much do you remember about your childhood?" He smiled bitterly.

Wuxin smiled and sat down with him, supporting his chin with his left hand: "I remember a lot, such as riding on your neck to make you feel cool, burning your beard with fire while you were asleep, and seeing you play the Sky-Breaking Knife loudly, I insisted on learning from you, and for example..."

Suddenly, Wuxin's eyes turned cold, and a fleeting murderous intent flashed in his eyes, saying: "You killed my father!"

The murderous intent made Xiao Ruolin couldn't help but look up. He had been in contact with Monk Wuxin for a long time along the way.

In his eyes, the other party has always been an interesting person, a sunny and cheerful boy.

But the murderous intent in his eyes just now made him feel frightened.

Wang Rensun looked up and said, "I actually thought about it a long time ago, will you come to kill me when you grow up? I asked Master Wangyou, and he told me a lot of Buddhist principles, but I am a fake monk who can only play with knives, and I don't understand the great principles he said."

"Later, I thought that maybe all I can do is to throw the knife to you when you come to me."

After saying that, Wang Rensun picked up the sword, lowered his head, and stuck the sword into the ground.

"This!" Lei Wujie was stunned.

What's going on? Why is it more confusing than one.

He pulled the corner of Xiao Se's clothes: "Xiao Se..."

I really can't bear to see Monk Wuxin commit murder.

Xiao Se narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Watch it honestly."

Wuxin sneered, slowly stood up and walked to Wang Rensun's head, and pulled up the sword on the ground.

The blade reflected his shocked face, and he did not cut down the murderer in front of him.

He touched the blade lightly and said slowly: "If there is no old monk, I might really kill you, but there is no way. I promised the old monk not to kill people randomly."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." He put the knife back.

Wang Rensun shook his head: "I hope you are here to kill me. If you don't kill me, I'm afraid there will be more troublesome things for me to do."

"No trouble." Wuxin smiled.

Wang Rensun stood up and raised the sword: "Tell me, what do you need me to do."

"I'm not asking you to kill people, but to help me with a ritual."

Wang Ren was stunned, "You know, I'm just a fake monk. Let alone chanting scriptures, I have touched all the six laws of Buddhism."

"I don't want you to do it alone, but I want to ask the entire Dafenyin Temple to help." Wuxin shook his head.

"You are one of the few friends of the old monk. You are here to perform the ritual, which can be regarded as repaying his nagging for all these years."

As the largest temple in Khotan, Dafenyin Temple is not as large as the Central Plains, but at least 300 people from the entire temple are mobilized.

And the only one who can invite them is probably the king of Khotan.

But Wang Rensun did not hesitate at all and shouted: "Brother!"

The monk Jiedao quickly poked the host.

"Hmm?" The Venerable Falan, who was originally standing in the same place, suddenly raised his head.

"Junior brother has something to ask of you, please agree to it." Wang Rensun asked loudly.

Venerable Falan put his hands together, smiled and nodded gently.

"I want to perform a ritual, and I will probably need 300 monks from you." Wang Rensun was not polite.

There are probably only 300 monks in Dafenyin Temple, almost all of them have come out.

Facing his junior brother's big mouth, Fran Zun still nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, Wuxin smiled: "You can leave after the ritual. They forced you to get involved in that incident, but Wuxin won't."

Wuxin's figure flashed, and when he was close to Wang Rensun's ear, he said easily: "The address is at the old site of Dafenyin Temple. Goodbye, Uncle Wang."

At that moment, Wang Rensun froze in place, and tears flowed in an instant.

How many years have he not heard Xiao Wuxin call him like this for how many years.

For a moment, the valve opened, and memories flooded into his heart like a tide.

[Uncle Wang, I want to ride a big horse! ]

[Ah! Old Xie, your kid peed on me, take my knife]

[You have the guts to go find him, swing the long knife to chop me, why]

[Stop talking nonsense! ]

[Xiao Wuxin, watch out, Uncle Wang's knife will be very handsome]