To the thousand temple is located in the Jingjun County within the jurisdiction of Jizhou, in a radius of hundreds of miles of incense is very vigorous, a lot of Jiangnan and the border of the distant areas have a lot of people inexplicably come, worship the Buddha, and some famous monks in the temple to participate in Zen, and finally learn the scriptures to get the solution.

Most of the temples are built in the middle of the mountain, but Xiangqian Temple is located in the plain area, so the layout of the temple has a different style.

"The front is to the Thousand Temple!" "The little maid Ning'er who walked in front looked at the glowing buildings in the distance and said uncertainly, with a slightly baby fat face, and her big eyes felt very spiritual.

"It should be!" Xue Rubing's eight-faced and delicate face was indescribably relaxed, and people couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"This Thousand Temples really deserve its name, it looks majestic from a distance, but there is a kind of mysterious atmosphere that is not found in the temples on the mountain, it is not very high-profile, but like a Buddha embedded in the mortal dust, concentrating on cultivation. "Long Qingyu has studied some Buddhism after all, and he has a bit of Buddha nature when he speaks.

"Miss, Master Long, this Xiangqian Temple is not small! I am afraid that it covers an area of hundreds of acres!"

"That is, the scale is too small, and it is not in line with the Thousand Temples! It will not allow too many people to worship the Buddha together. Xue Rubing stepped forward and stretched out her little thumb and gently knocked in front of the little girl's head and teased.

"Miss, it hurts!" said the little maid as she pretended to cover her head, with a bitter gourd face on her face.

Long Qingyu couldn't cry or laugh when she watched on the side, this little girl was only less aggressive in front of her own young lady.

Coming to the mountain gate of the Thousand Temple, the three of them all felt that their eyes were bright, the antique wooden door was embedded in the spectacular mountain gate, and the plaque above did not have the gilded and luminous words of the dignitaries, but engraved with the three black characters of "Xiang Qian Temple", which also implied the Buddhist principle of Buddhism's inaction.

However, the stone lions on a pair of stone pillars in front of the mountain gate are majestic, and it seems that the mountain gate is extraordinary, which makes people not underestimate.

At this moment, the mountain gate was closed, and there were some wooden fish sounds from time to time, Long Qingyu walked up the steps to the mountain gate and knocked on the door knocker a few times.

"Bang! bang!"

After a while, there was a gap in the mountain gate, and a young monk came out, looking at the few people in front of him, his eyes lit up, especially when he saw Xue Rubing behind Long Qingyu, he was even more stunned for a moment.

This female benefactor is really a fairy descending to earth!

The little monk also knew that he was a little rude, so he started a Buddha ceremony with one hand, and muttered alone in his mouth, "Amitabha, sins and sins." ”

However, after the little monk blamed himself, he looked at Long Qingyu who was in the wind in the jade tree and said, "Go to the Thousand Temple, these days are not open to the mountain gate, the donor please come back to the incense in a few days!"

We're not here to make incense.

Long Qingyu knew that this little monk would be wrong, so he stepped forward and said in a harmonious voice, "This little master, we are not here to offer incense, we are here to find a little monk of Qianxiang, please give me a bow." ”

The monk looked at Long Qingyu suspiciously, could it be that these people were friends of Uncle Qianxiang, but there were rules in the temple that no outsiders were allowed to come in.

"I'm sorry for the benefactors, the temple has really refused to allow outsiders to enter recently, Amitabha!" The little monk didn't dare to allow outsiders to enter without authorization, and then retreated to the door and quickly closed the door.

"Bang bang!"

Seeing this, the little maid Ning'er didn't say anything, ran over and patted the door and shouted, "Little monk, which Buddha you cultivated, you don't have any sympathy at all, we came all the way in the stars and the moon, and you didn't even let you drink saliva." ”

"Little monk, open the door for me! Otherwise, you will fall when you walk." ”

The little monk who had just closed the door and had not gone far heard that he had fallen down, and the female benefactor's mouth was simply sharp.

"Amitabha, don't hear the voice of this female benefactor, otherwise I'm afraid that my own life will be lost. The little monk muttered to himself, and then trotted away quickly.

"Peng!"

The little monk patronized and lowered his head when he thought about things, not paying attention to the fact that he collided with a person head-on in front of him.

"Baiwu, what kind of system is it to be so flustered!"

Baiwu saw that it was his youngest uncle Qianxiang, but he was the same age as himself, but his generation was a generation higher.

"Back to Uncle Xiao, there were a few people outside who wanted to enter the temple, I didn't let them in, they said some mean things, I was ashamed to hear it, so I left in a hurry, and accidentally bumped into Uncle Xiao, please punish Uncle Xiao. Baiwu was very apprehensive and trembling respectfully said, there is a difference between respect and humility in the temple, and the generations of thousands of statues are placed there, and the people of the little uncle of Qianxiang in the temple are extremely high, and he is strict and caring for the disciples in the temple.

"Oh, be more careful when you walk in the future, I'll take a look. Hearing this, the little monk of Qianxiang admonished calmly, and walked towards the mountain gate after speaking.

"Uncle Junior, I know. Baiwu bent down and saluted, fortunately he was a little uncle, if he bumped into the master, he would definitely be scolded miserably.

Baiwu touched Cheng Guang's shiny bald head depressedly, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly chased after Uncle Xiao, and shouted in his mouth, "By the way, Uncle Xiao, one of the teenagers said that he was looking for you." ”

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"The little monk hurry back and open the door, otherwise you will choke on drinking water and fall when you walk. The little maid Ning'er was still chattering outside the door.

"Ning'er comes back, don't make trouble. ”

As soon as the little monk came to the mountain gate, he heard this tricky word, but his expression still did not change, and then he took the deadbolt of the door, opened the wooden door and poked out.

Squeak!

Seeing this, the little maid Ning'er shouted again, "Don't be ashamed of yourself, don't open the door to us obediently." ”

But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly found that the little monk was not the original one, although it was also Cheng Liang's bald head, but there were several more dots on the top of his head.

The little scar on the head of the Buddhist family is the incense scar, which represents the seniority and status in the temple, but the little maid Ning'er knows it.

"Oh, it turned out to be Long Shaoxia!" Qianxiang Little Monk and Long Qingyu are also familiar with each other, they met at the martial arts conference, although they didn't bow down, they are still familiar with each other, they can be regarded as ordinary friends!

"Hehe, a thousand like a little master, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come to harm!" Long Qingyu said hello to each other like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

"Amitabha, the hospitality is not good, please invite a few inside!" said the little monk with a little embarrassed smile, remembering the embarrassment of Baiwu just now, and generally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

"That's right! You're still a reasonable little monk. The little girl Ning'er said with a big stinging smile, and suddenly she found Baiwu behind Qianxiang again.

Gritting his teeth, he said hatefully, "Little monk, look at the people. ”

"Uncle Junior, I'm ....... Baiwu saw that Uncle Xiao was looking at himself, and he didn't know what to say.

"Long Shaoxia, Miss Xue, come with me into the temple. The little monk said calmly.

"Haha, okay!" Long Qingyu laughed.

"The little master of Qianxiang is worthy of being the proud disciple of Master Wankong, which makes the little woman admire. Xue Rubing said with a smile.

"Hehe, the fairy has won the prize, I admire Long Shaoxia!" said the little monk Qianxiang and Long Qingyu turned around and walked like a temple, followed by Xue Rubing and others.

(End of chapter)