Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 587 Prince's gift

   "That's all!"

   "Since he is a disciple of Guangming Buddha, I'm afraid you will be powerless when you meet him."

  The Moon Shadow Guard breathed a sigh of relief.

  Cao Chengmu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked again: "The news I asked you to send should have arrived long ago."

  The Moon Shadow Guard hurriedly responded: "Go back to the city lord, judging from the time, it should have arrived three hours ago."

   "Three hours?"

  Cao Chengmu secretly calculated the time and distance, it has been three hours.

   If it is fast, the reply letter should already be on the way.

   Just thinking like this, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky on the sixth floor of Huanhua Building.

  The next moment, a gray figure galloped over.

   In the blink of an eye, he flew into the sixth floor of Huanhua Building.

  咻咻~

  The corners of Cao Chengmu's mouth raised slightly, and the Moon Shadow Guard beside him raised his arms tactfully.

  咻咻~

  Accompanied by a gust of wind, a huge figure landed on the Moon Shadow Guard's arm.

  Moon Shadow Guard only felt his hand sink, and looked intently, he saw that there was already a big bird more than three feet tall on his arm.

  The whole body is dark brown, the head is bare, only covered with short dark brown down feathers, the nape of the neck is completely bare without feathers, and the base of the neck is covered with long black or light brown white feather clusters forming wrinkled feathers.

   It is a vulture.

   Sunda is windy, making it difficult for other birds to fly.

  Only vultures can travel against the wind and sweep thousands of miles every day.

   Can be regarded as the best messenger of Sunda Huang.

  咻咻~

   "Hahaha, it really is here!"

  Cao Chengmu stepped forward and reached out to touch the feathers of the vulture.

   Someone had already served a plate of fine lamb cut into thin strips.

  Cao Chengmu picked up one with chopsticks and carefully put it into the vulture's mouth.

  咻咻~

  The vulture turned its head nimbly, savoring the food carefully.

   "Mr. Wu~ You really have a clever plan."

   At some point, a thin figure stood behind the city lord.

  This person has disheveled hair and is unkempt. The whole person is hidden behind the messy hair, and he cannot see his true appearance clearly.

   "The city lord is too famous."

   "Everything depends on the decision of the city owner."

  Cao Chengmu nodded slightly, taking the opportunity to pluck a secret letter from the vulture's leg that was eating meat.

   "Mr. Wu, don't you want to watch it?"

  The figure remained motionless, and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to look."

"Oh?"

   Cao Chengmu became interested when he heard the words: "How do you say it?"

  The figure said slowly: "With the character of that Highness, this secret letter should be empty."

  Cao Chengmu was taken aback, and subconsciously opened the letter paper, he couldn't help being surprised.

  The letter paper in front of me was as white as new, indeed, there was not a single word!

   "Mr. Wu is really good at predicting things!"

  Cao Chengmu's eyes lit up, and he admired the person in front of him even more.

  Mr. Wu laughed lightly, shook his head and said: "A person's appearance, cultivation, temper, etc. can change with time, but his natural temperament and the seeds in his heart will not change."

   "This Highness has been a very lonely person since he was a child."

   "It is already a great surprise that he can reply to your letter."

  Mr. Wu grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, which made people feel cold.

  Cao Chengmu silently put away the letter paper, then asked again: "Then what does His Highness mean..."

  Mr. Wu: "The city lord can prepare people to welcome him."

   "In less than two hours, he will come here."

   "Oh? Sir, how can you be sure that His Highness will definitely come as long as I reveal the news of 'Nine Dragon Cauldron'?" Cao Chengmu couldn't help asking.

  Mr. Wu pursed the corner of his mouth, and a pair of cold eyes in the middle of his messy hair moved slightly: "Because you are a lonely person..."

   "Ambition is big!"

  …

  The wind is blowing everywhere, and the dust is long.

  Where the world was at a loss, a golden light suddenly pierced the void.

  A fast boat flew in the air, and a young monk stood proudly at the bow of the boat.

  At the last moment, he was still the world-renowned disciple of Leiyin Buddha.

  Now that he took off his disguise, he finally regained some of the courage of the Eighth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

  At this moment, his heart was extremely excited.

  Nine Dragon Ding!

  The weapon of the country in the previous dynasty.

  Although it is not as capable of suppressing the luck of the entire world as the Great Xia Jiuding.

  However, Xuanshang Jiuding can condense dragon energy, which is a great help for him to reach the peak.

   Unexpectedly, one of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons would appear in Xunhuang.

   Originally, he set up an ambush and wanted to catch Lichen and others in one go.

   I didn't expect that there would be unexpected joys under the circumstances.

  Is this God’s will?

  The Eighth Prince Ji Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his chest was full of courage: The way of heaven is with me!

  The small boat flew past and disappeared in a blink of an eye, which was much faster than the floating cloud flying boat of the monk Ye Hui.

   It took less than two hours for the boat to reach the sky above Moon Shadow City.

   At this time, Cao Chengmu and a group of Moon Shadow Guards had been waiting here.

   "See Your Highness!"

  Cao Chengmu, who was the leader, bowed to the young monk without hesitation.

  The Moon Shadow Guards behind them followed suit.

  Looking at the Moon Shadow Guard who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, a corner of Ji Xu's heart seemed to be lifted.

   Once upon a time, in the deep palace, a weak figure sat in a corner stupidly.

  He sits for a whole day, waiting for someone.

   Waiting for the lord of the Kyushu, waiting for the Great Zhou Zhenlong, waiting for the man he calls his father.

  Unfortunately, the expectations of teenagers are always in vain.

  From sun up to night down.

  From March in Yangchun to the long snow in winter.

  The courtyard is deep, covered with waste grass, and gradually withered and yellow.

   Gradually, the boy's longing for his father began to accumulate and change.

  At the moment when longing finally turned into resentment, the seeds of ambition were quietly born.

   Later he met the old eunuch.

  The courtier who was originally by his mother's side.

  He is the only one who understands teenagers.

  He saw the boy's ambition.

  So he asked the young man to study Buddhism.

   Use Dharma to suppress your ambitions.

  Because what Da Zhou needs is an eighth prince who has no ambitions.

  So young, immersed in Buddhism every day, finally showed his talent.

   Directly worshiped under the gate of Daleiyin Temple, and since then, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng has a pure heart and few desires.

   Also since then, he seems to have forgotten the scene he once yearned for.

  At this moment, the actions of Cao Chengmu and Yueyingwei were like a flame, which ignited the young man's heart.

  The dust-laden memory is being excavated bit by bit.

  My own ambition finally occupied the entire atrium.

   That's the feeling, that's the feeling!

  Ji Xu's eyes gradually became hot, and a wall in his heart collapsed.

   Ninth Five-Year Lord!

   That is his pursuit!

   A look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, he forced himself to suppress the boiling in his heart, and said coldly: "Get up."

  Cao Chengmu secretly looked at the young monk in front of him, and he felt an extremely turbulent aura from him.

  Suddenly remembered that when he left Huanhualou, Mr. Wu confessed a particularly meaningful sentence: "Treat him with the courtesy of a prince!"

   Until now, Cao Chengmu didn't understand Mr. Wu's intention.

   It takes a lifetime to suppress the heart.

   And indulgence only takes a moment.

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  (end of this chapter)