"Are you a lay disciple of Qixia Temple?"

Li Futu really didn't expect that the girl who met in Pingshui last night would still have such a 'prominent' identity.

"yes, what kind of eyes are you looking at, am I going to lie to you?"

Although the skin is delicate, the flesh is white, the skin is white, the beauty is obviously from a wealthy background, but Tao Xiaoxiao climbed the steep Qixia Mountain, did not shout tired, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and panted a little quickly: "Tell you, I am not only a lay disciple of Qixia Temple, but also my master, but not an ordinary person." ”

"Oh, is that a large class or a small class?"

Li Futu laughed and hid the vicissitudes in his eyes well.

"You ......"

Tao Yaoyao's eyes widened, "I advise you to be respectful, otherwise believe it or not, I will let you not be able to enter the mountain gate later, and let you run for nothing!"

"So powerful?"

Li Futu raised his eyebrows and asked very cooperatively: "Miss Tao, dare to ask who your master is? Which senior monk in the temple is it? Can you introduce me later?"

Although the monk is an outsider, but some respected masters, that is not what ordinary people say to see, some monks, even if some rich people want to meet, then they have to make an appointment in advance.

"It's not impossible to introduce you, but it depends on your performance. ”

Miss Tao Yaoyao is very stylish, and naturally began to put up a shelf.

"Uncle, my shoulders are a little tired, help me carry this bag. ”

Looking at the Chanel bag handed over, Li Futu's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

It took nearly half an hour, a pair of men and women who met in Pingshui crossed the mountain gate of Qixia Temple, although it was still early, but the pilgrims who came to worship the Buddha were already in an endless stream.

"Master, I came here once last year, and you can see that I have a rough road, and you are indeed right. ”

Under a hundred-year-old locust tree, a man of about thirty years old is asking a monk in a robe: "Dare to ask the master, how can I meet a suitable person?"

His tone was low, his spirit was sluggish, and he was mostly trapped by love.

In a thousand-year-old temple like Qixia Temple, under this background, this monk looks far more professional than the monk who Li Futu bought at the temple fair in the East China Sea. ”

The man asked, "And then?"

"When you become a better version of yourself, there must be another person working hard in different time and space. ”

The master said: "You are walking a similar trajectory, you meet by chance at a certain intersection in your life, and then you meet your opponent in chess, look at each other and smile, and walk hand in hand......"

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he had imagined the beautiful picture, and then bent deeply at the monk.

"Thank you, Master, for your explanation. ”

The monk folded his hands in return.

"Amitabha. ”

"Uncle Xuande. ”

Tao Yaojiao shouted and ran over with a smile.

Teacher?

It seems that this little girl is really not lying.

Li Futu, who was still carrying the other party's bag, could only follow.

"Uncle Xuande, aren't you tired of being here every day to relieve people who are trapped by all kinds of troubles and tell them stories?"

Tao Yaoyao asked with a smile.

"It is the duty of our Buddhists to relieve sorrow and overcome disasters for the people of the world, so how can we be tired. ”

Monk Xuande looked at the slim peach, with a pleasant face and kind eyes.

"Then Uncle Xuande, if you were to choose, would you like to live in the story or in reality?"

Tao Yaoyao asked, tilting her head.

"It should be in the story. ”

Monk Xuande responded, at this time, Li Futu also walked over, he folded his hands, smiled at Li Futu and nodded, Li Futu also nodded and smiled in return.

"Oh, why?"

Tao Yaoyao looked at Monk Xuande and asked.

"Because no matter how absurd the story is, it is also carried out under a certain logic, and the reality is often illogical. ”

Monk Xuande said: "Whether the story is happy or sad, there will always be an ending, and in reality, there are only sudden joys, sorrows, and aimless life practice." ”

"Uncle Xuande, you yourself want to escape from reality, and you always explain others, you say, are you deceiving people?"

Tao Yaoyao smiled brightly.

"You girl. ”

Monk Xuande also laughed, didn't pick up any more, and looked at Li Futu.

"Oh, uncle, this is my friend. ”

Tao Xiaoyao only then remembered to introduce it, but she didn't know Li Futu's name at all, so she could only explain vaguely.

"Hello Master. ”

Li Futu said hello politely.

Monk Xuande clasped his hands together and nodded with a smile, and then said to Tao Yaoyao: "Your master should be presiding over the morning song in the Daxiong Treasure Hall now, go quickly, he is probably not there at the party." ”

"Then I'll go see my master first, and I'll see you later. ”

Tao Yaoyao turned around and walked in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Li Futu also followed in her footsteps.

Monk Xuande looked at their backs and slowly closed his eyes: "Amitabha." ”

"You should believe it now, right?"

Tao Yao turned his head and said.

Li Fu's surface does not change color.

"Believe what?"

"Tell you, my master is the host of Qixia Temple, Master Xuanwei!"

Tao Yaoyao's tone unconsciously raised, and her face unconsciously raised slightly, looking proud of her honor.

Master Xuanwei, the contemporary host of Qixia Temple, has a pivotal position in Buddhism in the Dragon Kingdom, and is a figure that many high-ranking officials are vying to visit.

But what surprised her was that the guy next to her didn't show any surprise when he heard such heavy news.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

She thought it was too many people around and too noisy, so the other party didn't hear it.

Li Futu seemed to realize it later, reacted half a beat slowly, glanced at her, and then smiled: "I didn't expect you to be the presiding disciple, it's really disrespectful." ”

"You ......"

The other party's light and breezy appearance made Miss Tao Yaoyao feel a little frustrated for no reason, she gritted her silver teeth, turned her head, and stopped talking to Li Futu.

"All the Dharma of Doing is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such, Sariputta is the emptiness of all dharmas, not born or destroyed, not impure and impure, not increased or decreased, is the law of emptiness, not the past, not the future, not the present, it is the colorless ...... in the air"

As soon as you enter the majestic Daxiong Treasure Hall, you will hear the solemn and mighty chanting sound, which is enveloped in the power that shakes people's hearts.

The scene is magnificent.

Buddha crosses sentient beings.

Tao Xiaoyao stood at the door, waiting for the morning song to finish before walking towards the front of the main hall.

"Master. ”

There was a monk standing there, and the rest of the monks were sitting, only he was standing, and the robe on his body was particularly gorgeous.

"Peach girl?"

The monk followed the prestige, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and then he soon saw Li Futu who followed Tao Yaoyao step by step.

His eyes fluctuated along with his face, and then he lowered his eyes slightly, folded his hands, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

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