Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 316 Abbot
Fang Zilan stared blankly at Master Liao Yuan, his appearance was too similar to Zhuge Ming and Zhuge Yu's, as if carved out of the same mold, but his expression was more solemn, could it be...

"Don't be rude in front of the master." Li Shengxuan said lightly, Fang Zilan pursed her lips, "I was rude, I hope the master will not take offense."

Master Lio Yuan clasped his hands together and said in a gentle voice, "Amitabha, Mr. Fang is too serious."

"Your Majesty and Master Yuan are old friends?" Fang Zilan hesitated and asked without holding back, Li Shengxuan wrote lightly: "After listening to Master Yuan's lecture, I can meditate."

Listen to scriptures and meditate during festivals?Fang Zilan looked suspiciously at Master Liao Yuan in front of him, only to see him smile slightly and said: "If Master Fang is free, you can also come to the temple to listen to scriptures."

"I'm afraid I don't have the wisdom to listen to the scriptures." Fang Zilan smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I want to ask the master for a cup of tea. I wonder if the master is willing?"

"Welcome." Master Liao Yuan raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. While the cassock was shaking, Fang Zilan noticed a long scar on his wrist, which climbed ferociously to the depth of his arm under the sleeve.

As if feeling Fang Zilan's gaze, Master Liao Yuan straightened his sleeves calmly, as if he didn't care about the scar.

"It's getting late today, so I won't bother you any more." Fang Zilan withdrew her gaze, "It won't be too late for me to visit you again when I'm free in the future."

"Master Fang, please go ahead." Master Liao Yuan lowered his eyebrows, and his expression became softer.

Master Lio Yuan looked exactly like Zhuge Yu when he lowered his eyes, Fang Zilan was thinking like this, when Li Shengxuan said, "Fang Zilan, follow me out for a walk."

Hearing the sound, Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously nodded in agreement, and then remembered that there was Mo Han beside him.

"Sister Lan, I'm going to burn incense in the main hall of the front mountain." After Mo Han said that, he saluted and left.

Fang Zilan followed Li Shengxuan, walking on the winding path behind the mountain, thinking that Li Shengxuan really had leisure time, so he came to climb the mountain at night.

"Fang Zilan, you asked me just now, why did you know you would come?" Li Shengxuan's voice broke the dull atmosphere, Fang Zilan hummed, and heard him say: "You said before that when you were young, your mother would take you Come to Baiye Temple."

Fang Zilan coughed lightly, "I just said it casually, but His Majesty took it to heart?"

Li Shengxuan stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at Fang Zilan, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Fang Zilan asked instead, "What does Your Majesty want me to ask?"

Li Shengxuan stared closely at the person in front of him, and sighed softly, "Fang Zilan, sometimes I think you are the most unconstrained person in the world, you dare to say anything, and you are not afraid of anything. But sometimes I feel that you are very far away from me." Far."

"Then what does His Majesty want me to be like?" Fang Zilan looked at Li Shengxuan with an almost cold look in his eyes.

"No matter what you look like, it's you." The corners of Li Shengxuan's lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of astringency in his voice, "I only hope that I can see the real you."

Fang Zilan smiled, and said solemnly: "I am not a beauty, and I still have this self-knowledge. As for the heart hidden under this skin, it may not be very beautiful. Why bother?"

Li Shengxuan said noncommittally: "So far, what I have seen of you has exceeded my expectations. As for..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise, and gorgeous fireworks exploded above the heads of the two, reflecting the sky radiantly and beautifully.

Fang Zilan looked up and murmured softly, "I never expected to see fireworks during the Double Ninth Festival."

Li Shengxuan didn't watch the fireworks, his eyes all fell on Fang Zilan.

As Fang Zilan said, she is not a beauty, and the lines of her side face are not as gentle as ordinary women, but are indescribably sharp. Even when watching fireworks, her tightly pursed lips did not relax at all.

But in her eyes, there was a more grand and bright light than fireworks.He wanted to find his own reflection behind this beam of light.

Fang Zilan turned her head sideways, and met Li Shengxuan's burning gaze, she frowned slightly, "Why does Your Majesty look at me like this?"

"Do you like fireworks?" Fang Zilan was stunned for a while by Li Shengxuan's thoughtless question, before he said, "Your Majesty, are you sick?"

Li Shengxuan was silent, Fang Zilan had no choice but to answer honestly: "I can't tell, I probably like it."

"Really?" Li Shengxuan suddenly remembered that he had asked a similar question when he led the girl out of Baiye Temple that year.

So many years have passed, and the past is so vivid that it has become a lingering obsession in my heart.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's go back." Fang Zilan bowed respectfully, and Li Shengxuan looked at the person in front of him with lowered eyebrows and obedient eyes.

"Okay." Li Shengxuan turned around, no longer looking at Fang Zilan, nor at the sky full of fireworks.

Fang Zilan followed Li Shengxuan step by step, only feeling that his back was set off by the beautiful fireworks, making him feel more lonely.The so-called high place is unbearably cold, he is alone on the top of the crowd, who knows why what he sees?
Fang Zilan thought about this, and for some reason she suddenly didn't want Mo Han to leave.If he left, no one in this world would know where she came from.But if he doesn't leave, can she, a lonely ghost, really be able to protect his last hope in the land of tigers and wolves in the capital?
"Fang Zilan, what's wrong with you?" Li Shengxuan's voice interrupted Fang Zilan's thoughts, and she suddenly came back to her senses, "What did His Majesty just say?"

"It's nothing." Li Shengxuan held Fang Zilan's wrist, "Pay attention to the road when you walk."

Only then did Fang Zilan realize that the two of them had reached the entrance of the main hall of Qianshan, and she would fall down if she was not careful while standing on the edge of the steps.She collected herself and took her hand back, "Thank you for your reminder, Your Majesty."

Mo Han, who was waiting at the foot of the steps, saw the two of them from a distance, so he waved his hand and called out "Sister Lan".

Seeing this, Fang Zilan saluted Li Shengxuan, said goodbye and left.Li Shengxuan watched her jumping and running down the steps almost happily, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"The beautiful scenery on a good day should be shared, why is Your Majesty here alone?" Master Lio Yuan's voice reached Li Shengxuan's ears, it was completely different from the gentle and solemn before, and he deliberately teased, "Could it be that she is someone His Majesty has been thinking about for many years?" ?”

"You also met her back then, what do you think?" Li Shengxuan seemed lost, Master Liao Yuan pondered for a while and said: "The ordinary things in the world of mortals seem like a lifetime away, and the poor monk can't remember it."

"Zhuge..." As soon as Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, Master Yuan pressed his index finger on his lips, and said meaningfully: "The poor monk is Yuan, Your Majesty, don't call me wrong."

"You..." Li Shengxuan took a deep breath, looked at the person who was approaching the steps below, reverent and respectful like a believer, and said in a low voice: "Master Liao Yuan, since you have ended the fate of the world, how should you treat him?"

Master Liao Yuan stared fixedly at the figure at the bottom of the steps, and saw him standing still, saluting, "Zhuge Yu has met His Majesty, Master Yuan."

"Amitabha, Master Zhuge is well." Master Liao Yuan Zhuang Rong said solemnly, "There are complicated affairs in the temple tonight, and it is inconvenient for the poor monk to stay longer, please help yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard Zhuge Yu say: "Master, please stay."

"What advice does Mr. Zhuge have?" Master Liao Yuan stopped and turned around, Zhuge Yu's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and he did not speak for a long time.

Master Liao Yuan had no intention of urging, and quietly watched the expression on the face of the person in front of him change from calm and self-possessed to a little embarrassed, and between the movement of his thin lips, thousands of words finally turned into one sentence - "Cultivation is hard, Wan Wang The Master cherishes."

"Young Master Zhuge is too worried." Master Liao Yuan looked calm, "The purpose of the poor monk's practice is to cultivate the mind, and he dare not speak bitterly."

Do you worry too much?Zhuge Yu watched Master Yuan's leaving back, his clenched fingers trembling uncontrollably.

Everyone in the world knows that the abbot of Baiye Temple can save all living beings, but who can save him?And who has crossed himself?

　Regarding the fireworks that I don’t know how many times——

　　Fang Zilan: Absent-minded...

　　Li Shengxuan: Fang Zilan, I only hate that you are a piece of wood!

　　Master Lioyuan: There are a lot of gossip in Baiye Temple...

　　Zhuge Yu: So am I the only one who seriously comprehended it?If people don't cross by themselves, who will cross?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)