"The donor is not as rumored." The old abbot looked at the legendary county king.

Shen Ce, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a slight smile in his eyes. There is no need for this eminent monk to say, he just knew that what he swallowed was the words "violent and suspicious".

"It's all true," he said bluntly, "This king, it's just hidden deep."

Shen Ce still smiled faintly, concentrating on the abbot, his eyes were soaked with blood.

According to rumors, he was the king of the two rivers who had been trapped in Jingzhou by an army of 100,000 troops. At the end of the battle, there were only more than 500 people left, and he walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, like a ghost king crawling out of the Palace of Hell.

It is rumored that the reason why he was able to win that battle was that he brought three thousand knights into the battle, and he made a way out of life. In the end, there were only four people who followed him back, all with red eyes and blood in their fingers.

There are even more rumors that he was victorious that day, drinking the blood of the enemy generals and sacrificing thousands of souls before the battle.

The abbot finally understood.

If the two armies were to fight against each other with thousands of horses facing each other, it would be the general with a terrifying face that would be more frightening, or the person with a three-pointed smile like Shen Ce would be more frightening.

Shen Ce left the temple and asked the abbots and monks to be escorted to Lorgar.

The abbot guessed that Shen Ce specially sent elite soldiers to escort himself and his disciples in the chaos, so that they could recite sutras for Shen Ce to eliminate disasters. According to the truth of the master, Shen Ce is full of murderous sins, and it is difficult to disappear in this world, and it is useless to recite sutras and cultivate temples.

"It doesn't have to be for me," Shen Ceyu replied immediately, "for my sister."

After the abbot went to the southern border, he heard that no one on both sides of the river knew that Shen Ce had a sister, who was regarded by him as more important than life.

People who have long put their life and death aside, only one thought is bound by the world.

"Shen Shi has a daughter, her name is Zhaozhao, she looks like a flower of grace and beauty"

On that day, after the teahouse beheaded the storyteller, he ordered people to find the euphylla and keep it in a big tent. When the flower bloomed, he had someone take it and give it away. This flower does not live up to its name, it is much worse than Zhaozhao, but it is not good to throw it away to feed the horse, after all, it is said to be like her flower.

Three months later, Zhaozhao suffered an accidental fall.

He knew very well that she was trying to avoid marriage.

When he rushed home, he pretended to behead all the maidservants in that yard, knowing that she was kind by nature and could not bear to harm others, even if it was to protect the servants around him, he would not dare to hurt himself in the future.

That night, he was going to rush back to the barracks, but she was "sick".

In front of the bed, she leaned into his arms, saying that she felt at ease because of the smell of incense ash.

Since growing up, this was the closest night between the two of them. After she fell asleep, her hair fell on the back of his hand. He looked at those strands of hair, fiddled with them with his fingers, and fiddled with them for half an hour. She seemed to have been caught in a nightmare, and put her hand into his front.

He didn't move.

Let Zhaozhao touch his chest, slide it to his waist, and then go to the back of his waist.

That night was extremely quiet, like when he was young, after he finished practicing swordsmanship, he picked up the little girl who was leaning against the wooden door and fell asleep, and went back to the room to sleep. It was cold and there was no charcoal fire. She drilled into his arms, pulled his clothes off to warm her hands

Her fingers are soft, women's hands.

If she moves again, what will she do?

If he admits frankly to the soldiers who follow him in life and death, what will happen if he wants to be with his sister. In the palace, the DPRK has long been eyeing the military power, and there are also aristocratic factions in the military, which are all suppressed by his prestige. My compatriot is stubborn, only this crime does not need to be passed to the palace, it is enough to trap him and die in the midst of thousands of troops.

The group of dead soldiers who survived with him in those days will definitely protect him, and then hundreds of thousands of troops killed each other, causing countless casualties, and finally forced him to the end of the road, killing the red-faced disaster, or committing suicide to apologize.

And this beauty is still a beauty that goes against ethics.

He is not afraid of death, but is afraid that she will be forced to die.

And he couldn't stop his army of thousands of horses, and the good ending was that he died first, and she died later.

Can't get out of the dead end.

He wanted to pull Zhaozhao's arm out.

The warm fingertips slid across his waist like a flint, reminding him of the words of men in the army talking and laughing. The men in the army, who have been bathed in blood all year round, naturally do not avoid meat and vegetables, in front of him, the king of the county. The face is also often funny.

Zhaozhao frowned slightly, dissatisfied with "Brother, don't move" in the dream

Fire flashed in his eyes, he saw that she was pretending to be asleep, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he only dared to play with a few black hair all night, you're good, you really don't think of Shen Ce as a man.

He didn't speak, he just pretended to be in a daze. Let her go.

No matter how she pretends, she won't be able to survive him.

He once waded into water to ambush the enemy, fought for three days and nights, and attacked the city for two days and three nights. Tonight is a warm bed and a soft quilt, Zhao Zhao is in her arms, so it doesn't matter if you don't sleep all night. From the moment her fingers curled up slightly and her fingertips lost strength, Shen Ce knew that Zhao Zhao was asleep, her knees were on his lap, her face was on his neck, and her breath fell on his neckline.

"Shao Zhao"

He wanted to hug her to lie down, leaned over, his body blocked the candlelight.

Zhaozhao slept in his shadow and didn't know it at all, so he stared at her for a long time in this posture. For a long time, even Shen Ce thought that the two of them were really sharing the same bed tonight. And he just left Zhaozhao in the middle of the night, and he had to deal with military affairs, but he was still reluctant to give up.

At dawn, he summoned someone to bathe and change her clothes, washing away the murderous aura that had been contaminated from him overnight. Since he was proclaimed king, he seldom returned to the Shen residence, because he was afraid that murderousness and ill-will would affect her.

Across a wooden door, the sound of water was faint.

After listening for a while, he thought of the fingers on his waist and chest last night, which really shouldn't be kept.

"elder brother"

He didn't answer and walked away.

Soon, there was a shortage of military rations, making it difficult to survive the winter, and the enemy attacked again, and the emperor had no intention of fighting for a long time.

"Shen's Zhaozhao" is already famous and can be used for marriage and peace talks.

Shen Ce suppressed the imperial decree, ordered the generals to send troops, broke through three cities in just half a month, and even attacked at night in person, took the head of the enemy general, and plundered three years of military rations, invigorating the army, and winning a great victory years ago.

Shen Ce returned injured, afraid that Zhaozhao would miss him and hide the matter.

But he was afraid that Zhaozhao would see it through smartly, so he took the initiative to say that he had nothing to do this year, and would accompany her to watch the night.

On New Year's Eve, he was afraid that the snow would fall early and delay the trip back to Shen's house, so he rushed to Linhai County with his injuries. He carried all kinds of food stuff with him and slowly packed several large boxes. When it was still light outside the Shen residence, afraid that she would see her injuries, a dignified county king with a military doctor and a lieutenant rented a flower cake shop in a small alley facing the Shen residence. Sitting in a room.

There was nothing to do, so he opened the boxes, picked them all, and finally carried a bag of fruits that the Yi people had offered to him. It's not dark yet, so I can't enter the palace.

After entering the mansion, he changed his clothes, took off the bandages, and put a handful of incense ashes in his hand, rubbed it for a while, and washed his hands before going to see her.

Zhao Zhao in the candlelight.

It was his heart that was shocked, and it was his soul that moved.

In her deer-like eyes, she reflected herself and the candlelight. There is him there, but he is still not reconciled, always trying to find his own position.

"Since I was young, I couldn't see clearly." She said softly.

It's good if you can't see clearly, it saves a lot of trouble, and you don't have to know that he is always looking at her.

The whole room was lit by candles, and he leaned there, rarely relaxing, looking at her while peeling the nut shell, watching her put her chin on her hand, and obediently stretch out her hand to face him.

He wanted to ask, why didn't he hug me while sleeping?

But he still smiled and said casually, "The barbarians came to worship."

Zhaozhao took it and ate it, causing his mind to move slightly.

"Come here, let me see the injury," he said.

She pushed the case away, with a smile on her face, and moved closer to her.

The skirt swept the back of his hand resting on the couch, his hand went up, grabbed her shoulder, and looked at the demon that had trapped him for many years. Rouge was applied to her lips, but they were all swallowed by eating the fruit. There was a moist water glow floating in the candlelight, and the eyelashes blinked and blinked again after a while.

Since childhood, he likes to wink when he's upset.

It was a small patch of red, like a light rouge. He wanted to touch it, but didn't move.

After leaving the Shen residence, Shen Ce went to Luojia Mountain.

Just like every time, don't cross the sea and wait for the abbot to see you.

The abbot once asked him why he did not cross the sea, thinking he was afraid of water. But the people stationed on both sides of the river, how can the abbot be afraid of the water and wonder.

"There is a saying here, you can cross the lotus wave before you can cross the other side." Shen Ce looked at the waves called "lotus wave" and told the abbot, "I don't want to go to the other side, why should I cross the sea?"

In the Buddha's house, free from samsara is the other shore.

But only in reincarnation would he have the chance to wait for a chance to be with her.

The abbot asked with a smile, "The donor is not afraid of the suffering of the world"

He smiled and replied, "Even if the world suffers, Shen Ce is happy."

Chai Sang Shen Lang, Shen Shi Zhaozhao.

Will wait until the fateful life. Even if he forgets the past, he will still remember the eternal system.