Chapter 973: Monk or Tao? Reality or illusion?
"Ji Lang!"
As soon as the singing in the house stopped, a bun came into view. It was Mrs. Wang who could not help but look closer - but Sun Shaozong was tall and strong and he could not see sideways, so the only thing he saw was the high bun.
Then she asked hurriedly, "You said you were curing illnesses and saving lives, but why are you suddenly humming a little tune?"
Who knows this?
Besides, even if he knew, Sun Shaozong looked like a clay or wooden sculpture at the moment, so how could he explain it to her?
but……
If she could be made to realize that something was wrong, there might be some unexpected progress.
Just as I thought of this, I saw the bun swaying back and forth, as if nodding, and then I heard Mrs. Wang helplessly say: "Erlang is right, this is the only way now."
What do you mean by 'that' ?
Have I ever said a word?
Sun Shaozong was surprised at first, but then he realized with shock that the group of beauties around him might have already fallen into Prince Yi Zhong’s magic!
No wonder he first took the initiative to attack the old hipster, and then stood outside the door for a long time, and no one noticed anything wrong.
After thinking this through, Sun Shaozong's evaluation of Prince Yi Zhong unconsciously became higher.
At the same time, the fear in his heart was greatly reduced - because with the ability displayed by the immortal Yi Zhong, if he really wanted to kill Sun, there would be no need to go to the trouble of seducing the women in the Jia family.
Speaking of which...
With this ability, it shouldn't be difficult for him to usurp the throne, right?
Especially now that Emperor Guangde is seriously ill and the Crown Prince is a coward, it is a good time for the old Immortal King Yi Zhong to return!
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly stumbled. If Sun Shaozong had not held on to the wall in time, he would have almost stuck his chin into Mrs. Wang's wide collar.
It turned out that the power that bound him suddenly dissipated silently.
Sun Shaozong stood up awkwardly and was about to explain, but he saw Mrs. Wang still complaining about her husband, disliking him for not caring about Baoyu's life or death and for running to the yamen at this time to be looked down upon and ignored.
Looking at the girls around him, they all seemed to be oblivious to his rude behavior.
Uh~
This spell is still as magical as ever, but it always feels a little strange.
But this did not prevent him from turning around, bowing to the door, and solemnly asking: "Old sir, do you need us to prepare any herbs or utensils?"
Since he was willing to let me escape, I believed that the other party did not have the intention of "shooting me in the back when fellow villagers meet", and he might even have some use for me.
But the current situation is stronger than people. If the old intellectuals really want to rebel, I may just be the vanguard.
In fact, if you think about it from another angle, it may not be a bad thing for himself that Prince Yizhong ascended to the throne - as a time traveler, even if his values are not the same, he is always closer to others in terms of science and humanities than others.
In addition, the immortal Yi Zhong has boundless magical powers, so there is no need to worry that he would rebel and betray him. He can fully support him in expanding his territory and realizing his ambitions.
By this calculation, isn't it a hundred times better than submitting to that eggless prince?
Huh?
Speaking of the crown prince, Prince Yizhong has no children and has irreconcilable feuds with the royal relatives. So after he ascends the throne, who should he make the crown prince?
Thinking of this, a round-faced fat man in a green coat suddenly popped up in my mind...
"Baoyu, Baoyu!"
Just as he was habitually thinking divergently, Mrs. Wang behind him called her son and pushed the door open and walked in.
Sun Shaozong pretended to stop her, but seeing that she didn't encounter anything unusual after lifting the curtain, he hurriedly followed her in.
After entering the room, he looked up and saw Baoyu, who was dying just now, sitting on the bed, letting Daiyu cry on his shoulder - it seemed that the song just now was most likely about these two people.
But apart from these two people, there was no one else around!
Where are the Immortal Yi Zhong and his men?
How could it disappear out of thin air...
Uh~
Since they had learned magic, it wasn't surprising that Prince Yoshitada had seemingly vanished into thin air.
But why did he just leave like that?
Could it be that the sudden appearance of this old intellectual was really just to treat Baoyu's illness and sing a song for him?
Sun Shaozong was completely bewildered for a moment, but Mrs. Wang didn't care. She rushed to the bed, grabbed Baoyu's sleeve, and cried with joy, "My son, you...how did you get up? Come on, let me take a look, is there anything wrong with your body?"
Li Wan and a few others came up from behind and asked about their well-being.
But Jia Baoyu did not respond at all, and just stared blankly into the empty space, as if he had seen some unforgettable sight.
Mrs. Wang was immediately panicked when she saw this. She was about to push Daiyu away to have a closer look, but Pin'er had already stood up from Baoyu's shoulder and shouted, "Fool, wake up quickly! Foolish, wake up quickly!"
The tone of the address was surprisingly unusual.
After six or seven shouts in a row, Jia Baoyu finally responded.
He let out a long breath of anger, still mumbling to himself in a daze: "A monk? A Taoist? Reality? Illusion?"
The sound was still ringing in her ears, but Mrs. Wang had already smothered her in her arms, crying, "My son, my flesh! You scared me to death!"
This time it was Baoyu's turn to comfort his mother.
After another round of chaos, the house finally quieted down. Mrs. Wang could not help asking about everything that had just happened, especially how the old doctor diagnosed the patient and how he left without saying goodbye.
But when asked about these things, Baoyu's eyes became blurry again. It was not until Daiyu repeatedly called him that he finally woke up again, mumbling the same eight words:
"Sangha or Dao? Reality or illusion?"
Mrs. Wang didn't dare to ask him any more questions now. She just pulled Lin Daiyu aside to find out the truth.
But Daiyu had no idea what was going on. She only vaguely remembered that someone had told her that if she found Baoyu distracted, she should call him to wake him up quickly.
Apart from this, I can only recall a few lines of lyrics and music in the vastness.
Unexpectedly, the old man knew how to take care of the killing and burial. It was such a mess, so there was no need to worry about anyone knowing he had been there.
"Amitabha."
Who knew that just as I thought of this, I heard Mrs. Wang chanting: "This must be the blessing of the Buddha, who sent down the old immortal to save my son from danger. Zhu'er's daughter-in-law, please ask someone to paint a portrait of the old immortal and enshrine it in the family temple, so that we can burn incense and worship him morning and night."
Upon hearing this, Sun Shaozong almost vomited blood!
I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen anyone seeking death like this.
It's not enough to have a White Lotus Saint at home, but they even want to worship the thorn in the eyes of the emperor and the prince. Is it not enough to be afraid of the whole family being executed, but they want to exterminate all the clans? !
She was about to try to dissuade him, but suddenly she heard Li Wan say in surprise, "It's strange, mother, when you mentioned the portrait, I realized that I couldn't remember what the old immortal looked like."
If you ask others, they are all the same.
Only Sun Shaozong himself could recall the ugly appearance of Prince Yi Zhong.
But that old fellow deleted everyone's memory except for his own. What was his purpose?
Is it out of so-called "hometown ties" or is there some other plan?
