Ling Zhen was shocked inside.

Now he finally understands that there are differences between people.

Although he had known Nan Li for a short time, Yuan Fan had told many things about her, so he admired and trusted her very much.

"I'll give this talisman book to you." Ling Zhen said.

"How is this possible? This is the collection of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple." Nan Li quickly refused.

"No problem, although this book is precious, we in Tianfo Temple are all Buddhist disciples, and we can't learn this Taoist talisman seal. It's better to give it to you and let this book play its role." Ling Zhen believes that Nan Li can do it.

If you learn, you can also use it to benefit the people.

Nan Li was a cheerful person, so after hearing this, he stopped refusing and solemnly thanked her.

Lu Zheng finally woke up slowly.

He only remembered that he had hurt his heart and was in extreme pain. He passed out without saying a few words.

He thought he would go to the underworld and see Po Meng, but when he opened his eyes and saw a simple Zen room, he was slightly startled.

Isn't that what the underworld is like?

The pain in his chest made him quickly realize that he was not dead, but still alive.

He was even more confused. When he was about to get up, he saw Nan Li walking in together.

Nan Li came over quickly and asked him to lie down peacefully, "Your injury has not healed yet, so don't move too much."

"What...is going on?" Lu Zheng was full of doubts, "How...why didn't I die?"

Nan Li pursed her lips and then briefly explained what happened to Yunzhi using the demon pill to save him.

Lu Zheng was stunned, as if he had lost his soul. He lay there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

After a long while, he closed his eyes and said, "What does she mean..."

Even if she exchanges one life for another, he has no memory of his previous life and cannot remember her.

She is such an infatuated fool.

Nan Li said: "You were saved by the demon pill, and there is a certain amount of demonic energy wrapped around you. If you bring this talisman, you can suppress this demonic aura."

If other Taoist priests saw him, they might accidentally hurt Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng was in a low mood. He did not take the talisman. Instead, he asked: "Ninth Princess, I was obviously about to die, but I was saved because of this. Does Yunzhi violate the will of God? Will my soul be punished?"

"No." Nan Li replied, "But Yunzhi, as a goblin, slaughtered and maimed many people. She will have to bear the punishment when she goes to the underworld."

Just looking at Lu Zheng's current appearance, he already has a long life.

Lu Zheng could only sigh after hearing this.

He has read so many books by sages, so he naturally knows this truth.

This life was given to him by Yunzhi. He must serve the court well in the future, do more things for the people, and pay for Yunzhi's sins. I hope she can pay off her sins soon.

——

Ling Zhen has a high seniority in Wanfo Temple, and even Yuan Fan has to address him as "Uncle Master" when he sees him.

He found it boring, so he asked Yesi Heng to play chess with him, because the monk in Wanfo Temple was not only poor in Buddhist teachings, but also poor in chess skills.

He has lived for more than a hundred years and has played countless games of chess. This is the most interesting game for him.

It is indeed the famous Ninth Prince!

On the chessboard, black and white are fighting, and no one seems to be at a disadvantage.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that White has the potential to besiege, and if Black doesn't break through, he will only be trapped to death.

Ling Zhen stared at the chessboard for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "I lost."

Ye Siheng's expression remained as usual, as if this was an ordinary thing: "Accept."

"I didn't let you." Ling Zhen waved his hand, "In the past few decades, you are the only person who made me lose chess."

Yesi Heng curled up his lips, looking extremely handsome, "Master Ling Zhen's words are an exaggeration."

"It's not an exaggeration, I'm telling the truth." Ling Zhen looked at his appearance carefully. Once his heavenly eyes, which had been cultivated for many years, were opened, even if he was about to be blinded by the flash, he still persisted.

However, he could not clearly see Ye Siheng's past and present life.

Ling Zhen's face turned slightly pale and he had to quickly close his heavenly eye.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. He held the corner of the table and panted slightly.

"Master?" Ye Siheng felt strange, why Master Ling Zhen suddenly looked weak.

"I'm fine." Ling Zhen's voice was a little hoarse, "The Ninth Prince has purple energy in his life, he is an extraordinary person."

Yesi Heng smiled: "Ali has already said this."

However, he felt that the greatest luck in his life was meeting Nan Li.

Ling Zhen's eyes were deep: "That's not what I meant... It's just that there are some things that I can't see clearly. I think everything has been arranged."

The souls of these two people are so dazzling. Either they have great merits or they are reincarnations of immortals and have gone through many calamities.

But he is just a mortal who has lived a long time, so how can he be qualified to care about these things?

Ling Zhen was also tired and did not pester Yesi Heng for another round.

Wanfo Temple prepared a Zen room for the two of them. When Ye Siheng returned, he saw Nan Li reading at night.

The dim candlelight reflected on her delicate and delicate face, which was quiet and beautiful.

He was in a daze, as if he had seen this scene before.

But when Nan Li heard the voice, her eyes moved from the talisman book to Ye Siheng. She arched her eyebrows and said with a sweet smile, "You're back."

Yesi Heng nodded, "Reading at night hurts your eyes, so don't read too much."

"I'm waiting for you, just take a look if you're bored." Nan Li put the talisman book away and moved away.

The bed in the Zen room is not big.

Yesiheng took off his shoes and got on the bed.

The two of them had been sleeping in separate beds in Prince Yu's Mansion, and suddenly they had to sleep together on a small bed. They were a little embarrassed.

However, Nan Li thought about it and realized that they were already married. There were so many taboos. She just covered her with a quilt and said, "Turn out the lights."

Ye Siheng took off his shirt, waved his sleeves, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Yesi Heng was lying down properly, but Nan Li was lying next to him. How could he not react at all? He couldn't help but held Nan Li's hand, holding it neither tightly nor loosely.

With.

Her hands are small and soft.

There was also a faint fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose.

Nan Li sneered, turned around, stretched out her arms and hugged him, as if he were a pillow.

Ye Siheng's body stiffened and his voice was tight: "Ali..."

"Just give me a hug. Buddhism is a pure place. I won't do anything."

"With you holding me like this, what else would I rather you do?" Yesi Heng said bitterly.

Nan Li rubbed his chest, feeling inexplicably relieved, "Be patient, tonight will be over soon."

"..." Ye Siheng felt that this might be a sleepless night.

But he thought wrong.

He was indeed uncomfortable for a while, but Nanli fell asleep peacefully in his arms, and listening to her even breathing, his heart soon became clear.

Somehow, he felt that this was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Chapter completed!