Chapter 285: I Heard That the Donor Has a Female Named Feather Coat......

Jia Rudao sat in his Phaeton, looked at the Maserati that was gradually moving away, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Brother Qin. ”

Jinling City.

Qixia Temple.

A young man glanced at his eldest sister, who was looking at the Buddha statue, and withdrew lightly from the temple.

He looked at the bright and gentle light in the autumn and said softly, "See him?"

Jia Rudao snorted.

"How's that going?" asked the man outside the hall with a smile.

"It's unique, it's unfathomable. ”

Hearing the eight-character evaluation on the phone, the man squinted his eyes and chuckled: "It seems that he is really a wonderful person to be evaluated by Confucianism and Taoism." ”

Jia Rudao told the truth: "He also invited me to watch the upcoming gladiatorial tournament of the Warring States. ”

"The gladiatorial competition in the Warring States Club, that is a big event, since you have gone to the East China Sea, you naturally shouldn't miss it. ”

The man smiled, "If I have time, I'll take a look." ”

After that, he hung up his mobile phone and turned around, and the woman in Tsing Yi had already walked out of the hall.

"Sister, go down the mountain?"

He asked with a smile.

The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head, "Since you have come to Qixia Temple, there is a benefactor who should go and see it." ”

The man's smile slowly retracted.

The two of them bypassed the main hall, and finally came to the thatched hut that Gong Zhengyu had patronized.

"Junior Qin Yuyi, ask to see Master Longkong. ”

In front of the vegetable garden, the woman in Tsing Yi stopped.

Qin Yuyi, the daughter of Qin Pocheng, the head of the Qin family in the south, is almost equivalent to the existence of the eldest princess in the entire south!

And the man who followed her and kept calling her eldest sister was naturally revealed.

The second son of the Qin family, Qin Yunxuan!

With the words, the door of the thatched hut was pushed open from the inside, and the old monk Longkong walked out slowly, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said with a faint smile: "Seeing the magpie stop on the branch this morning, the poor monk knew that there was a distinguished guest coming to the door, and he had already prepared a meal......

He looked at the two young men and women, and his eyes were kind: "If the two of you are not too simple, please talk about it in the house." ”

Although his identity is extremely honorable, Qin Yuyi is not a little pampered, and lowers his eyebrows slightly: "I take the liberty to disturb the master Qingxiu, and I hope that the master Haihan." ”

The old monk smiled faintly and leaned sideways: "Please." ”

There is no drama in the outside of the ruined gold, the inside of the hut is also simple, without any superfluous furnishings, a person can live in such a poor and simple environment for so long, it is indeed admirable.

This old monk was not pretending to be a ghost, Qin Yunxuan could clearly see that the wooden table was not only set up with rice, but also two more dishes and chopsticks, as if he had calculated what they were coming.

"The master lives in a humble room, but his ears and eyes are well understood, and the younger generation admires him. ”

Qin Yunxuan smiled and sat down very unceremoniously. Naturally, he didn't believe in the nonsense of the magpie stopping on the branch, how could there be an unknown prophet in this world?

The old monk didn't mind, and his face was always peaceful.

"My father has always wanted to visit the master, but the world is busy and he can't get free, so he can only be done by the younger generation, and I hope the master will not be surprised. ”

Looking at the young woman in front of him, a trace of complexity appeared in the old monk's eyes, and then he shook his head gently: "People outside the poor monk's side, don't worry about it, please tell the Qin donor, the poor monk is all right, don't bother." ”

Qin Yuyi picked up the chopsticks and said softly: "The master is kind to my Qin family after all. ”

"The old things of the past, like a passing cloud, have long been forgotten by the poor monks. ”

"The master said it lightly. ”

Qin Yunxuan couldn't help but speak, his eyes sneering: "Do you know that it was because of your words back then that my sister was left alone for more than ten years, and now you have forgotten a word, then my sister's youth for so many years is not wasted?"

Qin Yuyi turned his head: "Shut up." ”

"Sister, why can't you say it?"

Seeing that this old monk looked like he had no desires and no desires, as if he had cut off seven emotions and six desires, Qin Yunxuan couldn't help but want to expose his hypocrisy: "If the master really cut off the red dust, why did he take advantage of the fire to rob back then?

"Now I don't know if that person is alive or dead, if I don't see anyone for the rest of my life, will my sister be lonely for the rest of her life?!"

In the end, Qin Yunxuan's eyes were red, staring at the old monk, and he almost wanted to burst out.

Just because of the words of the old monk in front of her, the eldest sister had no right to be in the wind and snow, and since then she has been pure and infatuated with the sword. How could Qin Yunxuan not hate?

The old monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

Ten years ago, he turned his back on the Buddha and broke his vows and went out of the mountain, but he finally failed to see his beloved disciples for the last time.

On that day, the wind and snow filled the capital.

Most of the phoenix went north, drove to the capital, and the soldiers pointed directly at the towering Li Mansion.

The dragon soul of the Li Mansion came out together, coupled with the flame of the Song family, the lone phoenix was finally defeated.

When the Phoenix Commander Qin Poyu was covered in blood, fighting to the death and not retreating, and was almost on the verge of despair, an old monk in a robe suddenly came out to save him from death.

On the second day, Qin Pocheng, the head of the Qin family, arrived in Kyoto.

The contents of the tripartite talks are not known.

Subsequently, Master Longkong of Qixia Temple took the initiative to step down from the presiding position, and on the grounds of being ashamed of my Buddha, he opened a thatched hut in the temple and went into hiding.

Time flies, ten years are a snap of a finger, and the picture at that time seems to have blurred, but it still seems to have a profound impact on some people.

"Master, the juniors have time to come back to visit again, I'm sorry. ”

If he continued to stay, it was difficult to guarantee that Qin Yunxuan would not be impulsive, and Qin Yuyi offered to leave.

The old monk did not stay.

Walking out of the hut, Qin Yunxuan was still resentful.

"Sister, after so many years, you really don't hate?"

"The Qin family never owes anyone, and it is worth exchanging my fate for the life of the third uncle. ”

"Sister......

"Alright. ”

Qin Yuyi turned his head and quietly glanced at the hut, "An old man who has dedicated his life to Buddhism to pray for eternal life but has never considered himself, in the end, just wants to leave a little security guarantee for his disciple's bloodline, and no one is qualified to resent." ”

Qin Yunxuan fell silent.

In the thatched hut, the old man looked at the meal on the table, and a scene that had become dim gradually appeared in front of him.

A majestic man looked at the third brother who was in a coma of blood loss on the bed but had no worries about his life, and turned around. "Thank you master for your help, and the great grace Qin will remember it in his heart. ”

A monk shook his head slightly, the robe on his body was cracked, and even stained with blood, he didn't realize it, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "I heard that the donor has a female name Yuyi?"

Ten years have passed in a flash.

The old monk raised his head and looked at the door, his expression blank.

He practiced Buddhism all his life, and he asked himself to be worthy of all sentient beings, but in the end, he only owed two women with the most Buddha roots.

(End of chapter)