No one is allowed to go up the mountain?

The middle-aged man looked up at this group of people, Lin Yin Temple is not big, presumably these people are almost all of the temple.

It's just that there's no reason to drive them all away?

"It seems that your abbot ...... It's a bit abnormal, the drumming assembly is to drive you away, is your head in the water......" The middle-aged backpacker laughed.

"Shut up!" the old monk shouted, his face sank.

He has been in Linyin Temple for many years, and he can be regarded as an elder, so many years of life, the abbot can be described as a god-like existence in his heart, omnipotent, and like a god. Moreover, the abbot has always thought about the temple and cared for the monks. Because of this, he never dared to have the slightest disrespect for him, let alone insults from outsiders.

This time, the abbot said that something big had happened, and asked them to take shelter for a day and go up the mountain tomorrow. They dare not disobey in the slightest.

The old monk shouted, and the middle-aged man's heart trembled suddenly, and he felt a powerful coercion coming to his face, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

He was shocked in his heart, it seemed that this old monk was not simple.

"Donor, please go down the mountain together!"

The old monk raised his hand and pointed down the mountain and said lightly.

The middle-aged man's face was cloudy, and he finally sighed, turned around and walked down the mountain.

The old monk at the head looked as usual, he looked back at the Lin Yin Temple on the top of the mountain again, and led everyone down the mountain.

……

Lin Yin Temple.

Half an hour ago, the sound of chanting was still echoing in the temple, and people were moving around from time to time. But at this time, the temple gate was closed, and all the halls and wings were empty.

There is a Bodhi tree planted in the front yard of Lin Yin Temple, this Bodhi tree does not know how many years, according to historical data, it was there before the establishment of the hospital, it grows green and straight, lush.

Historically, Lin Yin Temple was built and destroyed due to wildfires, wars or other reasons, and was destroyed and rebuilt. The same is true of this ancient Bodhi, which has been burned, slashed by knives, and slashed by lightning, but it has always stood tall.

At this time, under the ancient Bodhi tree, there was an old monk in gray clothes, whose face was like gray-brown bark, crawling with wrinkles. His eyes were slightly closed and motionless, as if he were part of the Bodhi tree.

If Zixuan and the others were there, they would be able to recognize it at a glance, this old monk who had entered the meditation was the abbot of Lin Yin Temple, Master Zhiyuan.

Clear skies and cloudless skies.

In the clear blue sky, a flock of birds flies together. While flying over the Linyin Temple, some of the birds landed on the Bodhi tree.

The crown is like a canopy, cool and bursting. The birds rejoiced, some perched on the branches and combed their feathers, some jumped around, and some circled and fluttered among the trees, chattering and chattering.

After a long time, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, smiled and said, "Since you are here, then come down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, deep in the canopy of the linden tree, a few oval Bodhi leaves fell through the frolicking birds.

The old monk stood up and looked at him with a smile. The leaves fell in front of him, and a cyan figure appeared in front of him like a breeze.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, dressed in a green coat, with a wide coat rippling in the wind, standing there giving people a feeling of being dusty and elegant, and fairy wind and bones.

He looked to be no more than forty years old, tall and tall, with a long flowing jaw, but four fleshy moles on his forehead, which made it impossible to look at him directly.

"Xuanji, don't come unharmed!"

A kind smile appeared on the face of the man in Tsing Yi, and he said softly.

"The poor monk's name is Zhiyuan, not Xuanji!" Zhiyuan put his hands together lightly and smiled indifferently.

"I became a monk and changed my name to Zhiyuan? I still used to call you Xuanji. Hehe, in fact, change or not, you are where you are, no increase or decrease. The man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"The name hasn't moved, it's the heart!"

Xuanji laughed and said, "That makes sense! Wang Xu, you are still so interesting, not less than back then!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled, flipped his right hand, and a white jade wine jug appeared in his hand.

"It's so boring to stand and talk like this. Let's go drinking. ”

He raised the wine jug in his hand, pulled Zhiyuan and said, "Monkey wine, the best wine, I don't give it to ordinary people......"

After speaking, he pulled Xuanji and walked towards the corner of the temple on the right. Not far from the linden tree, there is a stone table with four round stone piers around it.

The sunlight leaks through the leaves of the canopy of the Bodhi tree, scattering the ground into gold, leaking out the warm imagination of a place.

Wang Xu took out the two wine glasses he carried with him and gently placed them on the stone table. Then, he poured a glass for each.

"Good wine! worthy of monkey wine!" Xuanji took a sip of his wine glass, and then couldn't help but drink it all.

"That's nature, I've been treasured for a long time. It's hard to find in the world!" Wang Xu smiled a little proudly, and then filled him again.

"You have been the abbot, you haven't drunk for a long time, right? You can make an exception today! Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. But don't drink water, that's a waste of my wine!"

Hearing this, Xuanji smiled and nodded. The next cup, he no longer drank it impatiently, but savored it.

It's no wonder that Wang Xu is complacent. This kind of wild brew is really a coincidence, because the real monkey wine is worth a thousand dollars.

Monkey wine is said to be the monkeys in the mountains picking a hundred fruits in a tree hole as a storage food for wintering. When there is no shortage of food for wintering, the monkeys will forget the cave of fruits that were once stored, and then the hole of fruits will gradually ferment and then make a hole of fruit wine.

To make monkey wine, the empty tree that the monkey chooses to store the hundred fruits must be the trees that can ensure that the hundred fruits do not rot during the winter...... Therefore, this kind of wild brew is hard to come by.

After a few glasses of wine, the two of them gradually opened.

"!" Wang Xu raised his glass, touched it, and took a sip.

Then, he said slowly, "I said Xuanji! Now in this small world, the alliance has already sent someone to replace you. Do you still have to deal with those people? Since you can let the monks in the monastery leave safely, you can also walk away yourself!"

Xuanji smiled, "What's the point of living for two more years? ”

When Wang Xu heard this, he shook his head and smiled, "You said that you entered the Buddha Gate from the Dao Gate and thought you were detached. In fact, you are still the kind of scholar in the world, why take the world as your own responsibility, and want to support the community!"

"In a word!" Xuanji smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said, "I can't fix this problem!, but why are you here today?"

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "Do you still have to ask, I came, you should have expected it a long time ago, right? Although your brother forcibly took me to the lower realm, no matter what, we will come down from the upper realm together, and we will have to share weal and woe!"

"Hey, I did have a negative impact on you back then!" Xuan Ji looked gloomy and said, "But today, you should have calculated that after you get involved in this matter, it will be difficult to be spared......

"Isn't it better where you came from and where are you going?" Wang Xu patted Xuanji on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are gone, I am still a little lonely to stay here alone." ”

"It seems that you have made a decision! Anyway, I promise you that I will send you back to the world!" Xuanji was a little moved, and then said with a straight face.

"It doesn't matter!" Wang Xu laughed, "Over the years, I feel that I have been worth it." ”

"Haha! That's right, you can be regarded as famous in history here! I think back then, not long after you came here, the world was turbulent because of you. The disciples you taught casually, such as Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Su Qin, Zhang Yi, etc., are only a few people, but they have made Guiguzi a great name for you in Huaxia!"

Xuanji recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "After that, you practiced incognito and no longer taught apprentices. Hundreds of years later, you have changed your life, traveled between the East and the West, traveled all over the world, worked as a commoner, a merchant, a pirate, a general, and even an emperor...... Turning the clouds and rain, playing with the east and west, it can be regarded as living up to my crisscrossing valley!"

"I can't hide it from you, brother!" Wang Xu said with a smile: "Carving insect skills, let you laugh!"

"It's not a lie, although you are incarnated from the fairy grass, your talent is really unimaginable!" Xuanji shook his head and said, "It's just that the aura of the small world is not as good as the big world after all, making it difficult for your cultivation to progress an inch, which is a pity!"

"What is the perfect thing in the world? Wang Xu smiled indifferently and said disapprovingly.

"You can see more than I do!" Xuan Ji thought for a moment and said with a smile,

"Do you remember how you came to human form?"