"Yes!" Mengxue nodded slightly, nestled in Ye Xing's arms, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her jade hands, looked at Ye Xing and said: "Ms., before returning to Earth, I want to go to my parents' graves to pay homage.

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"Yeah, okay!" Ye Xing nodded, picked up a bowl of hot porridge on the table and said, "Here, my husband will feed you. Drink this bowl of hot porridge first to restore your strength!"

After Ye Xing served his wife to drink porridge, after getting up, he immediately took her out of the City Lord's Mansion and headed towards the Black Wind Ridge outside Baiyun City.

The tombs of Emperor Donghua and Palace Master Youyue are not far from Baiyun City. In order to facilitate their care, Ye Xing specially selected a geomantic treasure land nearby, which is only about ten miles away from Baiyun City.

In the early morning, the sky and the earth were covered in white, and there was a hint of coolness in the air. It rained last night, and the fog had not dissipated. It was lingering in the mountains, floating in a dense mist, and the visibility was quite low.

The soft mud on the mountain road at his feet was very sticky to his feet. Ye Xing held Mengxue's little hand, treating it as a walk after dinner, and walked all the way forward.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, Ye Xing suddenly stopped suddenly, frowning and looking ahead.

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong, Namo Amitabha's night Duotagaduoye, Duo Diye he Amitadu Pobi... Zhi Duojia Suo Pohe... Namo Amitabha's night Duotagaduoye

, Duo Di Ye Him

Amitabhavi, Amitabhasidanbhavi, Amitabhavi Kalandi, Amitabhavika...Gagana, Zhiduojiasuosavaha...dong dong dong dong dong...Namo

Ami..."

The melodious voice of the Buddha in front, accompanied by the "dong dong dong" sound of the wooden fish, came through the heavy fog.

"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Mengxue looked at Ye Xing with puzzled eyes, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

"There seems to be a monk chanting sutras in front of the grave ahead!" Ye Xing looked at Mengxue and asked, "Didn't you hear the sound of the sutras?"

"Sutra?" Dongfang Mengxue immediately raised her ears and listened carefully, then shook her head, "No, it's very quiet around here!"

"There is no sound of chanting?" Ye Xing couldn't help but was stunned, "It's impossible!"

Under Ye Xing's powerful mental perception, the sound of the Buddha in front became louder and louder, like a long ancient bell, with an old, distant and profound aura. The person listening to the sound and chanting sutras seemed to be an old monk.

"There's something weird! Madam, let's go faster!" Ye Xing's eyes moved, and his true energy surged all over his body, pushing the two of them to rush forward.

As the distance got closer, through the heavy fog, Ye Xing vaguely seemed to see an old monk wearing a yellow cassock in front of the grave. He was gently twisting Buddhist beads with one hand, beating wooden fish with the other hand, and chanting obscure scriptures in his mouth.

"Madam, look quickly, is there an old monk wearing a yellow cassock?"

Because the white fog was too thick in the early morning, it was hazy and unreal, and Ye Xing was a little unsure.

"No, that dim patch of light is candlelight, sir, what are you—" Dongfang Mengxue's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Xing with some worry.

The mist ahead is floating and unpredictable. Sometimes it looks like an old monk chanting sutras, and sometimes it looks like candlelight flickering. It's cloudy and foggy, making people unpredictable.

Because Mengxue was pregnant, it was inconvenient to walk too fast. Ye Xing immediately picked up Mengxue, stepped on the eight steps of the magic sky, and started Qinggong to move forward quickly.

After traveling for more than ten miles, Ye Xing ran at full speed and in less than two breaths he arrived at the tombs of Palace Master Youyue and Emperor Donghua.

I saw no old monk in yellow cassocks chanting sutras anywhere in front of the tomb, and only two white candles were burning in the wind, emitting a dim candlelight.

"Meet the City Lord!"

At this time, next to the tomb, two Baiyun City guards guarding the new tomb quickly came over, knelt down on one knee and saluted Ye Xing respectfully.

"Well, there's no need to be polite!" Ye Xing raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Did you just see an old monk chanting sutras in front of the grave?"

"Old monk?" The two Baiyun City guards couldn't help but were stunned. Their expressions were confused. They all shook their heads and said quickly: "No, my subordinates have been guarding here all day long. I didn't see any old monk."

"No?" Ye Xing still had doubts in his eyes, and immediately asked: "Did you really not see it, or did you guys take a nap?"

"I don't dare! Please keep an eye on the city lord!" The two guards hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said in panic: "After receiving the order from the city lord, my subordinates have been guarding here conscientiously and have never seen any old monks chanting sutras.

If the city lord doesn’t believe it, you can watch the surveillance video.”

"Oh, that's right. I almost forgot that there is a camera here!" Ye Xing patted his head and said immediately: "Don't panic, I just thought something was a little weird, so I asked casually."

After Ye Xing said this, he immediately dialed the intercom of Protector Ma Feng and asked him to help him pull up the video here and check it out.

Soon, the reply from the right protector Ma Feng came through - there was no old monk chanting sutras at all. From the beginning to the end, the video showed only these two guards dutifully guarding both sides of the new tomb. As for the front of the tomb, it was empty.

Two candlelights were burning, swaying in the wind, emitting little dim yellow light.

"What the hell, what's going on? Could it be that I'm really dazzled?" Ye Xing frowned.

The surveillance footage should be correct. If there really was an old monk chanting sutras in front of his grave, the camera would definitely be able to capture it. However, the reality is that it was not.

"Ms. sir, why are you so suspicious!" Dongfang Mengxue rolled her eyes at Ye Xing and said warmly: "Monks are compassionate, so even if there is really a sound of chanting, there should be no malice. Maybe it is some eminent Buddhist monk.

When you travel around the world and see new graves for burials, come here and chant sutras for salvation!"

"Having said that, I always feel that something is wrong!" Ye Xing immediately checked the surroundings carefully again and again, but the result was still nothing unusual.

It seemed as if the Buddha's voice I heard before and what I saw dimly were all hallucinations.

The investigation yielded no results, so Ye Xing could only accompany Mengxue, light incense and paper money, and pay homage to Emperor Donghua and Palace Master Youyue.

There were wisps of green smoke from the incense candles, the paper money was burning with blazing flames, and a few pieces of black shredded paper and ashes moved with the wind, spinning and dancing in the mid-air.

Time passed bit by bit, and patches of red appeared in the eastern sky in the distance. Gradually, a round sun jumped out from behind the mountain like a red ball. Suddenly, thousands of golden lights spread all over the world.

The leaves are like emeralds with a bright green sheen, the lakes and waterfalls are like crystal clear gems inlaid in the mountains. The mist in the mountains is floating, and disperses with the wind under the sunlight.

After accompanying Mengxue to worship Emperor Donghua and Palace Master Youyue, Ye Xing immediately took Mengxue back to Baiyun City, and then sent her back to her home in Binghai New City, Luo County, Earth, through the purple light group portal, asking her father to

Mom takes care of me.

Last time, Ye Xing left a note and kidnapped the two elders' daughter-in-law. When he returned, he was naturally scolded severely by the two elders. So, Lord Ye quickly ran away.

It’s not that he is avoiding, but that Baiyun City has just experienced a big war, and there are indeed a lot of trivial matters to deal with. Moreover, Ye Xing is naturally at ease with entrusting Mengxue to the care of his parents, and the two old people treat him well.

A daughter-in-law is much more precious than she is to her own son. What's more, Mengxue is pregnant now, and she has long been looking forward to having a grandchild. She takes care of her with every possible care.
Chapter completed!