Ten Thousand Realms Arena: Desolate Emperor Vs. Ye Hei At The Start!

Shakyamuni was finally able to go out, and the driver for him was a young man, because King Jingfan knew that if he was an old slave by his side, Shakyamuni would feel distressed when he saw it, and he might fall into the path of Dharma again and be unable to extricate himself .

So I specially chose a healthy young man, and the two talked and laughed along the way, and the atmosphere was still harmonious, but until the carriage drove outside the city, Sakyamuni's eyes gradually changed.

On weekdays, he lived in the palace, and he didn't know the sufferings of the world, so he observed all living beings after he came outside.

Most of the women in the palace are rich and precious, but there are also many women on this street who are carrying their children in one hand and setting up a stall with the other. They are quite different from those in the palace. They are dressed plainly and have no makeup on their faces.

Even the figure is not as good as the women in the palace, but they still look at the guests with smiling faces. All of this is something Shakyamuni in the palace has never seen. The young man driving outside also made a sound when he saw this. King Jingfan entrusted.

"The king once said that His Royal Highness likes a quiet place. I know there is a place outside the city. Why don't we go there?"

Sakyamuni was no longer interested in going to the city, so he waved his hand and asked the young man to drive away, but when he reached the gate of the city, he was stopped by a white-haired old man way to go.

The old man was staggering, with white hair all over his head, and he muttered words that others could not understand. Drive the old man aside.

Let Shakyamuni pass first, only to see that the old man trembled and couldn't even walk a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

"Can you get out of the way first, and walk faster if you don't, our Prince has urgent matters to attend to!"

Hearing that His Royal Highness was sitting in the gorgeous frame, the old man seemed more anxious than before, "But after walking a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground, even the crutch fell to a place far away from him. place.

The young man driving was a little impatient, and wanted to continue driving away when Shakyamuni came out from the frame, stepped forward and helped the old man up from the ground, the old man muttered Words of gratitude.

Looking at Shakyamuni in front of him with cloudy eyes, he felt sincere gratitude for his old man's rough skin and scrawny body. Shakyamuni couldn't bear it, took off his purse, handed to the old man.

"Go slowly, the road here is not smooth, don't worry, we have a long time to do it."

The old man thanked him again and again, but he resolutely pushed the money bag back. He just hung up his crutches and staggered towards the not far away. Sakyamuni sighed. In this world, no matter how noble the status is people.

It is also no match for the passage of time, and there is no way to prevent the years from leaving traces on the body. It is just a mortal, only a few decades in a hurry[In the end, he will not have a healthy body like that old man.

He was about to fall even after walking a few steps, and Shakyamuni couldn't imagine what he would look like at that time. His mood became more and more heavy. The young man driving the car just wanted to rush to the quiet place immediately. land.

It is enough for Sakyamuni to calm down. If not, he will be severely punished when he goes back to King Jingfan. It was originally a relaxing trip, but Sakyamuni felt that his heart was getting heavier. This mortal being.

He may still be able to deceive himself and others to live with the idea of ​​the King of Pure Rice, but when he sees these people, those old people, children and women, he knows that he can no longer maintain his original intention and deceive himself.

What he should do is definitely not in his own palace, (cheb) immersed in the gentleness, there is no way to save Sakyamuni, and he tightens the clothes on his chest, only feeling that something seems to be broken Out of the cocoon.

The more the young man driving the car wanted to reach his destination as quickly as possible, the more accidents there were on the way.

Another person blocked their way, it was a sick man, he fell on the side of the road and shouted for help, with fresh blood still hanging on his lips, the young man knew that if Sakyamuni bumped into him, there must be a lot Mind your own business.

He originally wanted to drive by quickly, but Sakyamuni was faster than him, and before he had time to leave,

Shakyamuni jumped off the carriage, and the young man had no choice but to hold back the horse quickly. Shakyamuni stepped forward to check on the man's condition. The man burst into tears, but held on tightly Clothes of Shakyamuni.

"His Royal Highness, I think we should leave it alone, hurry up and leave here, the other side has already made preparations..."

But the young man's persuasion had no effect on Sakyamuni at all. Sakyamuni carefully checked the situation of the person in front of him and sighed slowly.

Sakyamuni had long been familiar with medical books, so he naturally knew the situation of the person in front of him, and it was almost hopeless.

"Help me, please help me."

Even knowing the result, Sakyamuni still sent the man to a nearby medical clinic, and left enough money for the consultation, and then left the young man driving, only praying that there would be no other accidents along the way.

If not, I don't know how Sakyamuni would react. Sakyamuni could hear the patient's wailing from a distance. Everyone can't avoid getting sick. Illness seems to be a gift from heaven to mortals. Road training.

From a minor cold and fever to a serious illness, there are countless times in a person's life that he will be infected with the disease, and how many times he has narrowly escaped death.

And that was the case with that person just now. For him, that illness was his death gate. Until later, Sakyamuni was unable to recover from the two incidents, but the third person followed one after another. As if arranged by God.

I saw a funeral procession walking past them, everyone in white, and everyone was crying.

The leader held a portrait in his hand, and this scene seemed to coincide with a scene in Shakyamuni's memory.

When Queen Maya passed away, everyone mourned the dead woman as sadly as they are now. At that time, Sakyamuni was really too young, and he was just being hugged and looked at the pale woman through the ice coffin. .