Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Wa country, in a certain shrine.

Xu Fu, who was wearing a shabby Taoist robe, sat on the tatami, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, which contained some wine.

He picked it up and took a sip, looked at the witch in front of him who was known as the most "excellent" of the royal family of the Japanese kingdom for a century, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "How many priests are there in the moon?"

"Ten."

Fukada Miko looked calm.

"Ten, that's too much. I'm afraid your body won't be able to support it." Xu Fu grinned, poured a pill from the wine gourd, and threw it to her.

Fukada Miko caught it, and couldn't help showing doubts.

Xu Fu waved his hand and said, "Anyway, you are also my descendant. Your life is still useful. You will continue to sit as the next shrine maiden."

"Yes." Fukada Miko nodded vigorously, showing no emotion.

Every priestess in the Wa Kingdom must abandon all emotions and desires, because their bodies and souls do not belong to them.

In short, they are all tools to convey the will of the Japanese gods, and they cannot have their own consciousness from the day they are born.

"What's going on with the Son of God?" Xu Fu asked lightly.

"I'm already purging. She's very clean and has an impeccable body. It won't take long, at most ten days." Miko Fukada said.

"Ten days..." Xu Fu rubbed his head: "Okay, you go down, you have nothing to do here, and the Japanese officials, you have to make it clear to them."

"Yes." Fukada Miko nodded again, got up and left.

Xu Fu turned his head and looked at the pale moon outside. After the purification by the Son of God, this moon will completely turn blood red.

At that time, the god will revive and rule the entire Wa country.

If His Majesty saw this scene after waking up, he would surely be delighted, right?
As soon as this idea came out, Xu Fu frowned, looked at Dongfang in the distance, and muttered to himself: "Why? I can't wait to find cause and effect? ​​Hurry up, too hurry up, your road is still long, the nine roads The luck of the dragon is not something you can bear, but please don't wake up His Majesty."

……

Early the next morning, Tang Xuan got up to wash up and changed into clean casual clothes. As soon as he walked downstairs, he smelled the aroma of fried steak.

He glanced into the kitchen, and as expected, it was Ye Chenyue with red hair.

Wearing a close-fitting cheongsam and an apron, she was busy in the kitchen, stroking her hair with her hands from time to time.

Hearing the sound of Tang Xuan going downstairs, she turned her head and smiled, pointed to the milk and steak on the table, and turned back to continue cooking.

Tang Xuan glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. He walked down the mountain by himself, but still didn't eat.

He didn't know what Ye Chenyue wanted to do, but he was cold by nature, so he didn't care about these so-called gestures of favor.

As He Danqiu said, in the fairy world in the last life, there were countless sects flocking to him to give gifts to the dojo where he was, and there were many saintesses from a certain ancient clan, whose seductive beauty was even placed in a certain place. In the realm, it can also be ranked first.

Even, some saintesses are good at cultivating furnaces. They have practiced charm since they were young. After being slim, they followed the arrangements of the elders in the family. When they were sent to Tang Xuan, they never had any fear. They were willing to kneel down and surrender, and became furnaces. , used indiscriminately.

It's a pity that Tang Xuan didn't even take a second look at that time.

With no dirt in your heart, the Dao naturally comes first.

It's just that in this life on Earth, because of a new identity, the situation he faces is completely different.

If Tang Xuan never cared about the lives of all living beings on the entire earth, then Tang Yan and Lan Xige were the only exceptions.

One is a biological sister who is related by blood, and the other is a fairy body with feelings.

Both are very important.

Walking down Longjing Mountain, Tang Xuanzheng was planning to take a taxi to Jingzhou University, but bumped into a monk in cassock.

It was the old abbot monk who took Tang Yan to the clear spring in Jiming Temple back then.

He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw Tang Xuan walking down the mountain, he went up to meet him with a Buddhist bead, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, benefactor, do you still have any impression of me?"

"Of course I remember." Tang Xuan nodded slightly, and smiled back politely: "Is the abbot waiting for me here?"

"That's right, benefactor, in the past few days, I have noticed that there are evil spirits appearing in your villa all the time, and I want to ask the benefactor, do you feel unwell recently, or have frequent nightmares?" The old monk bent slightly, his eyes widened Kindly said.

Hearing this, Tang Xuan couldn't help being stunned.

Demons appear?

Is it possible that it refers to the ghostly creature?

Or, when Chen Mengxuan asked for help that day, the dirty things appeared outside the villa?
This old monk was able to notice this, so it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person.

But Tang Xuan didn't intend to admit anything, he didn't want to attract attention, so he pretended to be stupid and said: "That's not true, why did the abbot say that?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't have one, maybe it's just that the old monk realized it was wrong." The old monk smiled slightly, put his hands together and said: "If the benefactor is in trouble, or encounters trouble, you can come to Jiming Temple to find the old monk. The so-called heart to God Buddha, all filthy things will naturally recede."

"Okay, thank you very much." Tang Xuan nodded with a smile, turned and got into the car.

The old monk watched the vehicle gradually go away, without any superfluous expression on his face.

After Tang Xuan disappeared at the end of the road, he took out a golden bowl from his sleeve, raised his head to look in the direction of Yinshanju, and muttered to himself: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. , don’t stir up dust.”

No one saw it, but in this golden bowl, a touch of clear water like a mirror quietly emerged, vaguely reflecting a picture.

Seeing this picture, the old monk couldn't help but sighed, turned and left.

Dependent origin, conditioned extinction, conditioned and empty.

All within cause and effect.

……

Jingzhou University, parking lot.

Several tourist buses had already parked on the aisle. The first-year freshmen had already got on the bus and sat down. Lan Xige, Tang Yan, and Huo Sisi all changed into different clothes and stood at the door of the bus, facing Tang Xuan. At the same time beckoning.

Of the three, one is sweet, the other is pure, and the other is cool-looking, which can be regarded as a beautiful landscape.

Tang Xuan stepped forward to say hello, Tang Yan took the initiative to step forward and took his arm and said, "Brother, go, sit with me."

Lan Xige surprisingly didn't fight for it, but instead smiled slyly at Tang Xuan, with a strange light in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Let's go, Brother Xuan, get in the car!"

Sitting on the lead bus, Tang Xuan found that Mr. Huo was also there, and the latter greeted with a smile: "Mr. Tang, are you here?"

"En." Tang Xuan nodded in response, looking into the car.

Except for some girls, most of them were students who participated in the martial arts competition not long ago, among them, the guy named Liu Chaoqun, when he saw him coming, he immediately stood up and saluted, with a solemn face, he smiled and shouted: "Brother Xuan! "

"Brother Xuan!"

"Brother Xuan!"

Others in the car shouted excitedly.