The Yandere Came During the Night

Ever since Yu Xiang woke up from the dream and knelt in the Buddhist hall for a day and a night, the old lady felt sad. Every day she opened her eyes and asked if the Northwest battlefield had sent the war report to Beijing, and if the Lord Hou had delivered any news.

The servants shook their heads in addition to shaking their heads.

The old lady turned to ask what dream Yu Xiang had had. Yu Xiang just covered her chest and cried out in pain. The miserable little appearance made the old lady unsure whether it was true or false, so she gave up and hurried to find a doctor.

After such a toss, more than half a month passed. The old lady's attention was finally attracted by another event - the monk Kuhai from Zhenguo Temple returned from Yunyou and placed a lottery box for those who were destined to meet. Country Buddha.

Speaking of the monk Kuhai, he is really the most legendary figure in the Han Dynasty, no one. Seventy years ago, the founding emperor, the saint ancestor, was only a small thousand households. He was fortunate to draw the lottery king of the monk Kuhai in Guangji Temple, and talked with him. When he left, the monk Kuhai gave him a wild grass and wrote 'Longyou' Jiuzhongtian, the underground five continents are the same as 'two sentences.

Poetry is not a good poem, but the words are good words. The emperor of the Holy Ancestor framed it and hung it in his room. He did not understand until the day he ascended the throne. ——The fate of ninety-five, the supreme in the world. No one could have imagined that a little one thousand households would become the master of this vast land in a few years.

After that, Guangji Temple was renamed Zhenguo Temple by the emperor's imperial decree. Now that seventy years have passed, the monk Kuhai is still the same as he was back then, it seems that time has forgotten him.

Because of all these, his status became more and more detached and more desirable.

When the old lady got the news, she immediately sent someone to prepare a carriage to go to Zhenguo Temple.

"Let the girl put on more clothes for Xiang'er, and don't catch a cold on the road." She warned worriedly.

Ma Ma stood under the porch and looked at the sky, hesitatingly said, "Old Madam, it's pouring rain outside, the road is muddy and it might be difficult to walk, so let's go another day."

"I just have to go on the first day of the opening of the altar. Otherwise, there will be more people in the future, and they won't be able to squeeze in. The Crown Princess will definitely go there today, so I just lend her a hand." The old lady waved her hand.

Ma Mama couldn't, so she had to run to the west wing in the heavy rain and let Yu Xiang prepare quickly. It's also strange, the rainstorm was so powerful, I wish I could dump all the waters of the Nine Heavens. Yu Xiang just made it, and when he looked out the door, the rain stopped, and a bunch of golden sunlight pierced the clouds and fell. her head? , lining her already fair little face like chalcedony soaked in a thousand-year-old cold pool, pure and holy, and the floating dust around her added a bit of agility to her.

Ma Mama stood there and stared at her for a while, until Yu Xiang raised her eyebrows strangely at her, and then she came back and pushed her out.

When the grandfather and grandson arrived at the Zhenguo Temple, they saw that the Crown Princess's bicycle was parked outside the door. Many guards were patrolling around with swords and halberds.

Yu Pinyan is now fighting far away in the northwest. If he comes back after winning the battle, he will not be able to inherit the mantle of the old Yongle Hou and become a hussar general, in charge of millions of soldiers and horses. He is the prince's most trusted subordinate, and he is also the most reliant help for the prince. Because of this relationship, as soon as the old lady delivered the message, the Crown Princess sent someone to greet her, making the jealous ladies who had no way to get in turn red with jealousy.

The group greeted each other with greetings, and chatted with each other after sitting down.

"Could the Crown Princess be drawn to sign the king?" the old lady asked curiously.

"No, no one of the 100 people who came with this palace today has been selected as the king of the lottery. It can be seen that they have no luck with Master Kuhai, and they prayed and listened to the scriptures in the main hall.

The monk Kuhai was a godly monk in the Han Dynasty. Anyone who put the word "God" on the table had a turbulent factor lurking in his bones, and his actions and speeches all depended on personal preferences. The monk Kuhai has a strange and accurate face, but he can predict the future of life and death, but he is not calculated by everyone, and he also pays attention to a predestination method.

He asked the craftsman to build a huge rotatable lottery cylinder, which was divided into two layers, the upper and lower layers, and the middle was blocked by a partition, which could hold a total of 50,000 lottery tickets. The person asking for the lottery turns the lottery cylinder and then removes the middle partition. After all the lottery signs fall to the bottom, they bend down and pick one up at will. If the lottery is the king of lottery, it means that the lottery has a relationship with the monk Kuhai, and he will talk to you. No matter what you ask, you can get the answer from his mouth.

50,000 lottery, one chance, the Han Dynasty was founded 70 years ago, only the emperor was lucky enough to win the lottery king. In this way, whenever the monk Kuhai returned to the capital to sit in meditation, the people who went to Zhenguo Temple to seek fortunes came one after another, wishing they could level the mountain. A few days ago, it was naturally reserved for the royal family, and it was only in the next few days that it was the turn of the nobles. If the commoners wanted to enter, they had to wait until all the dignitaries in the capital had visited once.

The old lady and the prince concubine sighed for a while, and seeing that the prince concubine and the queen's maiden family had all smoked, they took Yu Xiang over there.

"I'm in charge of turning the drum, and you're in charge of picking up the signs. When the sign rain falls, you must not hesitate, just pick up the ones that are pleasing to the eye. It's a matter of seeing and not seeing, and you shouldn't be too extravagant to ask for it." The wife exhorted softly.

Yu Xiang nodded in agreement.

The two put their hands together and secretly recited the blessing of the Bodhisattva. The Crown Princess and a group of noble ladies stood by and waited eagerly.

The lottery tube was very heavy, and the old lady was sweating only after turning it twice, and she tried to turn it three times before pulling out the partition. I just heard a crisp sound, and the thin sticks cut with bamboo strips fell like raindrops. A little novice stretched out his hand and said, "Please make sure that the donor chooses one within two breaths. If you choose after two breaths, you will miss the master."

If you choose one in two breaths, there is really no chance of cheating. Yu Xiang did not wait for all the bamboo sticks to fall, and reached out to grab one from the air and hand it to the little novice.

The little novice was still smiling at first. When he saw the word 'lottery king' inscribed in Sanskrit on the bamboo strips, his expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly ran towards the backyard, shouting, "Master, someone has won the lottery king!"

As soon as these words come out, in the hall? Instantly boiled. The old lady came with the mentality of giving it a try. She never thought she would win the lottery. She was dumbfounded.

The Crown Princess stared at Yu Xiang with good eyes, and thought to herself: This young lady of Yongle Hou's mansion is really a spiritual person, and the Yongle Hou family is blessed with profound blessings, and the strange way can make the crown prince escape from death twice.

Because this lottery is only about whether to meet with the monk Kuhai, it is not a fate lottery. Those who are drawn can only say that they are lucky and have a relationship with Kuhai, but there are no malicious rumors. The old lady had a chat with the ladies who came to Dao Xi and touched Yu Xiang's good fortune for a while, and then walked into the apse under the leadership of a monk.

A few small novices gathered around and put the fallen bamboo sticks back on the top layer.

Monk Kuhai's meditation room is very simple, only a small single room of 20 square meters. There is nothing in it except a futon and a desk. There is a small courtyard outside, where a bodhi tree is planted and a lotus pond is dug. It is simple and elegant.

The old lady held her breath and walked slowly. When she came to the entrance of the meditation room, she hesitated, "Xiang'er, can you wait outside the courtyard for a while, the old ancestor has something to say to the master alone."

Yu Xiang was an outsider, and she was a little anxious when she wanted to see a god like Ku Hai, so she nodded in agreement. Her heart had been dug out, and her body fell into her mother's hands. In order to hide the truth, she must have been cremated in a hurry. Even if she can go back, is she still Yu Xiang? Can we still see that person?

She was lost for a while.

Seventy years have passed since the founding of the Han Dynasty. What was the sea of ​​bitterness seventy years ago, and what it is still like today, with frosty eyebrows and beards, and crisscrossing frowns on the face that are not more or less. Together, his eyes were as deep as the sea. When he saw the old lady, he recited a Buddha and extended his hand to invite her to take a seat.

"Dare to ask the donor what advice?"

"Master, please help me look at these two characters." The old lady took out two pieces of paper from her sleeve pocket and spread them out on the table.

The monk Kuhai nodded and pointed to one of them after looking at it for a while, "Yin evil, lonely and widowed, separated by stars superimposed, punishing father and mother, punishing husband and child, six relatives and domestic animals, none of them were spared, both the noble man Jie Xing , and helpless."

The old lady had already made psychological preparations, and her face was inevitably pale after hearing these words.

Monk Kuhai ignored her, pointing to another piece and continued, "Parents are weak, the earthly branches are not punished, the female is fond of martial arts, the male is aggressive, and the sword is naive, and cannot end well."

"No, you can't die peacefully?" The old lady swayed, as if she was about to faint, and Ma Ma hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

The monk Kuhai glanced at her, and then said, "The fate of these two collide. If they are husband and wife, there will be no peace in the family, and disasters will continue. If they are brothers and sisters, they will fight with each other, and they cannot coexist."

The old lady became more and more dizzy, and said in a trembling voice, "If you don't have a good death, there is no way to change your life? How can you not have a good death?" As for the conflict of fate, she didn't have time to think deeply.

Monk Kuhai closed his eyes and made a calculation, and suddenly let out a loud noise.

The old lady rushed over and asked anxiously, "Master, is there a way?"

"It was originally an unsolvable life, but suddenly a noble Taiyi appeared. It's good and good." The monk Kuhai folded his hands and sighed, "This person just passed a catastrophe of life and death a few days ago, and this noble Taiyi must be by his side. The benefactor. You can rest assured."

"Who is this noble Taiyi?" The old lady was exhausted, but she still wanted to ask for help.

"It's far away in the sky and in front of you." The words fell and stood up and walked towards Yu Xiang under the Bodhi tree, with brilliance in his eyes.

Clearly the body of a child, but the soul of another world, the left eye is cruel, the right eye is indifferent, the brows are bulging with the majestic golden Buddha light, canopy? , unparalleled luck. He was the only person he had ever seen in his life with such a profound Buddhist connection.

"Amitabha..." The monk Kuhai put his hands together and was about to speak.

Yu Xiang grabbed the white and said, "If you want to ask me where I come and go, I will tell you where I come and go. If you want to ask me what I think, I will tell you that when there is no delusion, one mind is a Buddha country; When I have delusions, my mind is one hell. I have delusions, so I would rather be in hell." So there is no need to pity me, and there is no need to save me. Since I have made up my mind to hold on to the only one I can hold, I will not go again. Looking forward to that uncertain future, or should be said to be the past.

She spit out a turbid breath at the lotus leaf in the pond, and only felt that her mood was unprecedentedly bright.

The monk Kuhai finally showed his first smiling face today, and said slowly, "The donor thinks clearly, and there is no need for the old man to say more."

Yu Xiang nodded and asked, "Is my brother still safe?"

"If you don't die, you will have good luck." The monk Kuhai looked at the old lady and smiled, "The luck is unparalleled, the Buddhist relationship is deep, the family is prosperous and the family is prosperous, this son can be the treasure of the town house. This noble Taiyi, There is no need to look elsewhere for the donor. Amitabha, good is good."

The old lady was stunned for a moment before she showed ecstasy, and thanked Kuhai in a series of voices. Ku Hai smiled and shook his head, and said that if he found his junior brother, the monk Ku Hui, he would definitely order him to come to the door to treat the injured leg for the female benefactor.

The treasure of the town house? me? Yu Xiang's mouth twitched when she heard it, but she also understood that with the old monk's words, her life in Yongle Hou's mansion would be better. But no matter how good the fate is, it is only a foil for the heroine, and they are destined to dance for nine days.

When the heroine returns home, all fate will start to turn, and nothing can be said now. Thinking of this, Yu Xiang's eyes flashed with a trace of anger. It seems that she can no longer be as indifferent as she used to be, because she has something that she can't lose no matter what.