[Rebirth] Pity

Chapter 17

Wei Yishuang thought that Wang Zi'an would be with a woman in the future, and he was almost mad with jealousy.For the first time, he knew what it was like to be jealous, like ten thousand ants eating one's heart.

Wang Zi'an saw Wei Yishuang's absent-mindedness, after the round, he won, but he was a little unhappy, and he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable.

"You're out of shape today, you can't stop, you're so weird."

"Aren't you happy that you won? It's really difficult to serve." Wei Yishuang put away the chess pieces and said with a smile, "This is the first time you beat me."

Wang Zi'an took a look at Wei Yishuang, stretched out his hand to put the chess pieces into the chess box, and said after a while, "I don't like your appearance just now, it's not like you at all, indecisive, reluctant, I don't like that kind of chess, hesitant It is useless, if you are afraid of regret, then give it a go, even if you fail, it is also a kind of fulfillment."

Wei Yishuang was not as sensitive as Wang Zi'an, and smiled wryly in his heart, if he could say it, would he still be like this?I am an official of the imperial court, and my words and deeds are watched by hundreds of officials; you are the son of the prime minister, and you are loved and loved by everyone.

You and me, is it possible?

Does your heart belong to me?

Wang Zi'an kept a straight face, with a serious and instructive appearance, Wei Yishuang felt bittersweet in his heart, "Zi'an, come out to play with me tomorrow!"

"?" Wang Zi'an didn't change all of a sudden, and asked confusedly, "Will my father agree?"

Wei Yishuang leaned on the railing of the pavilion, confident, "He won't say anything this time."

Wang Zi'an let out an "oh", lying on the railing and looking at the carp in the pond, with his back to Wei Yishuang, he happened to miss that moment of loneliness.

The setting sun is setting, the slanting light passes through the pavilion, and two or three birds fly across the sky, which is picturesque.

At this moment, he gazed affectionately, but he was ignorant.

The trip went as smoothly as Wei Yishuang said, Wang Zi'an wondered, when did his father become so talkative?With doubts, Wang Zi'an looked up at the man beside him with a serious face, "General, tell me! What did you use to bribe my father!"

Wei Yishuang laughed, "Do I look like that kind of person?"

Wang Zi'an gave the general a little questioning look.

Wei Yishuang brought Wang Zi'an to the foot of a mountain, and many people were walking up the mountain with things like incense sticks. At a glance, they knew that today's destination was a temple.

"Langjiu Temple is a famous temple in the imperial capital. There are many believers every year. There are many interesting things on the mountain."

Wang Zi'an was a little afraid of going up the mountain. He knew the origin of his resurrection from the dead body best. Wang Zi'an held his collarbone, and the faint warmth conveyed a sense of comfort.

Seeing Wang Zi'an's hesitation, Wei Yishuang teased and said, "Don't worry, I won't be able to climb later, I'll carry you up."

"..." That's not what he was worried about!

The climate on the mountain was cool and the trees were densely shaded. Together with the believers, the two of them walked up the steps step by step. The journey was very quiet. The piety in the hearts of everyone who went up the mountain moved Wang Zi'an a little.

When he reached the top of the mountain, what Wang Zi'an felt was shocking.

The purple smoke curls up from the furnace, the magnificent temples, the compassionate monks, the pious believers, and a sense of Zen is filled, which makes people feel calm and peaceful.

Wang Zi'an followed Wei Yishuang to pay homage all the way. After a series of procedures, he really felt that his soul was washed. This is a good place for self-cultivation.

"Where are we going now?"

Wei Yishuang smiled, "I'll take you to meet someone."

Wang Zi'an was puzzled, and followed Wei Yishuang towards the backyard of the temple, and then a young novice stopped the two of them, "No one is allowed to enter the backyard at will."

"We're here to find Master Zen Ji, and we hope to accommodate you." Wei Yishuang said respectfully.

The little novice raised his head and saw Wang Zi'an, his little face blushed, clasped his hands together, and stammered, "Master...the master is in the back mountain."

"Thank you." Wang Zi'an smiled gently at the little monk.

Well... what a beautiful person!Master will definitely not blame me for telling others where he is... right!

"How do you feel here?"

"That's right, the little novice just now is very cute." Wang Zi'an put a smile on his face, put his hand on Wei Yishuang's, and came down the slippery steps.

"Oh!" Wei Yishuang replied a little sourly.

"Did you hear the sound of water?" Wang Zi'an stopped and looked towards the source of the sound.

Wei Yishuang looked along and said clearly: "There is a waterfall over there."

"Fall?"

The two walked towards the waterfall, and the sound of the water became louder as they approached. When they passed the last tree, the true face of the waterfall was finally revealed. The air was filled with a layer of water mist, and the waterfall seemed to tear apart. It touched the sky, poured down from high altitude, and hit the cliff, making a deafening sound, mighty and magnificent!

The red plum on Wang Zi'an's right shoulder was slightly burning, and a poem came to mind. Under the infiltration of the plum pond, Wang Zi'an could last for a quarter of an hour this time. Wang Zi'an was very satisfied with this, and opened his mouth calmly , a beautiful poem flowed out, "The sun shines on the censer to produce purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance. The flying stream goes down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."

Wei Yishuang listened, looked at Wang Zi'an's profile, and couldn't help feeling turbulent in his heart, "It sounds good, and the poem is beautiful." People are more beautiful.

Wang Zi'an accepted the compliment with a smile. He was very happy, because the pleasant sounds came first, and the poems came second.What he said first was nice.

Not far away, an old monk in cassock came towards this side, clasped his hands together, and said, "Benefactor Wei, what can I do with this old man today?"

"I brought someone here, and I want to get to know you." Wei Yishuang introduced Wang Zi'an to the monk, and during the moment he spoke, he didn't notice the astonishment flashing across Master Chanji's eyes.

"Master Chanji, in fact, Wei has a merciless request for coming here this time. You have superb medical skills. Can you show Zi'an, even if Wei owes you a favor."

Wang Zi'an suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Yishuang slightly astonished. He always felt that he was not in the heart of the other party to the point where he was worthy of a favor from the dignified God of War.

Master Zen Ji shook his head and said, "Amitabha, monks don't talk about human relationships. If I can help you two, it will be a great merit to me!"

"Master!" The little novice who had been following Master Chan Ji like an invisible person suddenly exclaimed, "Master, this..."

Master Zen Ji waved his hand at the little novice, and said to Wei Yishuang and Wang Zi'an: "I'm laughing at you, please come with me." What a blessing to be able to help Tian Lianzi!

Wei Yishuang expressed his gratitude to Master Chan Ji, while Wang Zi'an didn't know what it was like, and a long-lost throbbing quietly rose.

"Thank you." Wang Zi'an whispered to Wei Yishuang beside him, Wei Yishuang just smiled and patted Wang Zi'an's head.

Several people returned to the monastery. In the meditation room, Master Zen Ji first asked Wang Zi'an and Wei Yishuang to sit on the mats, and then ordered the little novice to get the medicine box.It seems that Chan Ji hasn't practiced medicine for a long time, so many masters in the hospital were shocked, but these people who always look at the truth are blocked by Chan Ji.

"Put your hands up."

Master Chan Ji felt very compassionate and gentle. Wang Zi'an listened to his words and put his hand on the pulse pillow. Chan Ji held Wang Zi'an's wrist. His expression was a bit serious. It had been a long time since he spoke. To the throat.

"Master, how is it?"

Master Zen Ji let go of Wang Zi'an's hand, put the pulse pillow back into the medicine box, and seemed to say with emotion: "Heaven is pity, there must be some pity, I just tell the truth! According to common sense, Wang Gongzi's body may not be able to survive. At this age, but the young master has a special fate, it is God's favor, although the young master has such a body, but I can be sure that there will be no worries for a hundred years, as long as I want to be like an ordinary person, there is nothing I can do."

Wei Yishuang was not feeling well, and hurriedly looked at Wang Zi'an's face, only to see that Wang Zi'an's face was as usual, neither happy nor sad, but this made Wei Yishuang feel even more distressed.

As if aware of Wei Yishuang's gaze, Wang Zi'an raised his head and looked at him, with a faint smile on his lips, "Don't worry, I know my own body, and it's God's favor to be alive, Master Zen Ji said Am I a hundred years old without any worries?"

Wang Zi'an really felt that God treated him kindly, not only gave him a second life, but also gave him Merlin. The hot spring of Merlin made him hardly feel the pain of illness, which was enough for him to be grateful.

At this moment, Wei Yishuang only had the urge to rub her into her arms and take good care of her, why did she speak so humblely?

Master Zen Ji appreciated Wang Zi'an's optimistic attitude very much, and said, "I can't help you today, why don't you let me make a divination for the two of you!"

Wei Yishuang was slightly surprised, and then thanked Master Chan Ji.

Chan Ji didn't say anything, and asked directly: "What do you want to divination?"

"I don't have anything to know, master, please give Zi'an a divination, divination for peace." Wei Yishuang said with a calm expression, as if this difficult-to-get divination is worthless.

Zen Ji has been reading the world for many years, and there is no way to see Wei Yishuang's thoughts. Wang Zi'an is not clear about the thoughts of these two people, nor does he know the status of Master Chan Ji, so he teased Wei Yishuang and said: "General, you don't have to count the marriage for yourself." Is it? You are about the same age as my brother, but my Xuan'er is already four years old!"

Wei Yishuang was speechless for a while, but Chan Ji said: "The marriage of the two of you is fixed, and it will come soon, so there is no need to divination!" Let's help these two people, Chan Ji thought so, besides, he also Seeing the beads on Wang Zi'an's wrist, the faintly visible line of marriage can be seen even with a little effort between the two.

Chan Ji's words were vague, and Wei Yishuang didn't think about it. All he could think about was that Zi'an's marriage was coming, and his heart was about to break. He didn't expect it to come so soon!Fortunately, he was leaving and was out of sight.

Wang Zi'an felt that Chan Ji's words were a bit weird, but he didn't think about it.