"There is no delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the coarse tea and light rice are self-seeking. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "A leisurely voice sounded, and a lama in a red robe descended from a large courtyard.

This person looks to be about thirty years old, but his eyes are full of that kind of compassion.

Mai Wenjie seemed to know this person, and said hello: "Miaoshan Khenpo." ”

Miaoshan Khenpo stretched out his hand to Mai Wenjie and saluted, "Master Liuliu invites Master Ding Mu to enter alone." ”

Ding Mu looked at Mai Wenjie and found that she nodded to herself very calmly, as if she had expected this, so she followed Miaoshan Khenpo in.

As soon as I entered this courtyard, a sense of sacredness arose. I don't know what the reason is, and I don't know if it's because of the smell of the butter lamp.

As soon as Ding Mu entered, he found a man and woman in their thirties walking out of the temple, and respectfully greeted Khenpo Myoshan and went out happily.

When he walked to the door of the hall, Miao Shan did not go in, but stretched out his hand to guide him, allowing Ding Mu to enter the middle hall alone. It's all come here, and Ding Mu has no choice but to go inside.

This hall is very large, and the Buddha statue with a peaked monk's hat is enshrined outside, and Ding Mu can't figure out which god and Buddha it is. Walking along the left side, there are thangkas hanging all over the wall. Ding Mu didn't have time to look closely, so he directly opened the curtain and entered the apse of this hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, a deep and distant voice sounded: "Yunliu, that fake monk, is it your master?"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Mu was suddenly dumbfounded, raised his eyes to look, and found that there was a generous Buddha sitting on the futon on the soft couch. Sitting on a futon, taller than others standing, like a living Buddha.

Seeing that Ding Mu didn't answer, the big Buddha laughed and said to Ding Mu: "Little doll, do you know who I am?"

Ding Mu was speechless for a while, isn't this person a guru? Why doesn't he have the demeanor of a big man at all, he is still a little doll, and his speaking level is about the same as that of a butcher, which is too damaging to the sacred atmosphere here.

I only heard this person continue: "Back then, Yunliu had to call me a senior brother. The flowerless monk is also my master. Didn't you notice? Both of us have similar font sizes, my name is Zhuliu, and his name is Yunliu. It's just that I did some ridiculous things back then, and the master couldn't afford it, so he had to expel me from the master. It is in response to the font name that Wuhua gave me back then, this word by word. ”

"Oh?" Ding Mu found that this drifter was very talkative, and he didn't have the cold style of a teacher at all. He didn't say anything, he first explained his identity and background, and Ding Mu didn't have to hide his relationship with Yunliu, and said directly, "Master Yunliu accepted apprentices on behalf of his teacher, he is my senior brother." However, he said that we have no flower valley lineage, and there are only me and his two descendants, and he did not mention you. ”

The Grand Lama snorted slightly: "Of course Yunliu won't mention me, I'm an outcast who was expelled from the sect." Not long ago, he suddenly came over and asked me to ask for some superior tantric exercises, but the supreme methods of tantra are all passed down by word of mouth, not in writing. How can I make an exception. He must have felt very shameless. I thought he had taken in an apprentice. Unexpectedly, he pulled your seniority very high. It's the same age as me. I see that you have a magic skill of ten thousand flowers, and when you reach the top of the three flowers, you also have the foundation of my tantric sect. By the way, I heard that you have something to do and want me to help?"

Listening to the words of the great lama, Ding Mu felt a lot strange in his heart. This big lama is really strange, except for the first sentence is still a bit of a style, more and more like a Beijing movie, and upside down. I didn't know what was going on, so I said that I had something to ask him for. He didn't call himself here, and I don't know what Mai Wenjie told him.

But when it came to this, Ding Mu didn't hesitate, sorted out his thoughts a little, and said concisely to Zhuliu: "I have indeed encountered something recently. My friend Wang Tianbao, he was a movie star who was murdered. I'm unconscious in the hospital now. I'm pretty sure the indicators behind it are his agent and his wife. These two men committed adultery and the transfer of his property. The executioner of the murder is a scum of the police community. In the course of our investigation of the murder, we happened to discover the wrongdoing of this scum of the police world. Now this scum of the police world is being killed. My friend's case, the chain of evidence was broken. Now, the woman who cuckolded him, at large, and rightfully owns his billions of fortunes. If my friend dies, she is still the first heir to the property. ”

While Ding Mu was talking, Zhuliu kept nodding slightly, and when Ding Mu finished speaking, Zhuliu spoke: "Oh." ”

Ding Mu waited for a long time, but found that he had no intention of speaking again, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "I said, senior brother." You've got an idea. ”

Syllable.

Zhuliu's eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at Ding Mu, revealing two essences of light that were like substance, which really scared Ding Mu.

"Hahahaha, you actually call me Senior Brother?" Drift seemed to hear something extremely funny and funny, and laughed.

At this time, Ding Mu's face was a little unbearable, and he said angrily: "Hey, if you help, you will help, if you don't help, you won't help, as for laughing at people like this?"

Hearing Ding Mu's words, he laughed a few more times before he gradually stopped: "Okay, since you call me Senior Brother, I'll give you a meeting gift." ”

After speaking, he walked down from the couch and was more than two meters tall. He took out a thick thread-bound book from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Ding Mu. Ding Mu took it with both hands, looked at it carefully, and found that there was a line of cursive characters written on the cover, Ding Mu didn't see a few words, and it took a long time to see that it was four words.

Ding Mu was puzzled: "What notes on illness?"

"It's a mad monk's note. "Drifting away has no good airway," the descendant of the dignified Flower Valley doesn't even know cursive. Go back and study hard, don't fall into the prestige of a flowerless family. ”

Ding Mu was embarrassed, and opened this notebook casually, and found that it was a fly's head in small letters, and the handwriting was timeless and beautiful. On the first page, it is written that Yu Nai is a drifter, an outcast in the Valley of Flowers, who swept the world in the early years, swept through the East and picked Western Europe. Because of the absurdity, he was removed from the name of the great monk Wuhua and changed from Zen Buddhism to Tantric Buddhism......

As for the rest of the content, it should be before this first page, and it is not written all at once, like a diary. But judging from the font, it is all a stream-based handwriting. And there is also a Danqing wonderful pen, which is vivid, but this content is ...... It is restricted.

"Okay, you can go back and read the contents." Let's talk about this incident first. What do you want to do?"

"Of course it'......" Ding Mu was suddenly speechless, this matter really didn't seem to be that simple.

"In seven days, you can do whatever you want. With your martial arts, no one in Dinghai City can stop you at all. Even if it's murderous, I'll bear it, you can do it. After speaking, Zhuliu took off a bracelet from his wrist and handed it to Ding Mu, "There is no basis for what you say, take this as a letter." ”

Ding Mu knew at a glance that this bracelet was amazing, there was a dzi on it, and the treasure light on it was extraordinary. You know, the kind of dzi that is sold in any auction house now, it is all fake, model. The real dzi is the fossilization of meteorites outside the sky, and it can be said that there are only a few of them. With this priceless dzi, even if you buy it, you can buy I don't know how many lives.

Seeing Zhuliu's attitude of sending off guests, Ding Mu said goodbye and left the hall where Zhuliu was. When he went out, he couldn't help but panic, he didn't think of killing people anyway, he just thought of eight words, that is: "Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil."

Walking out of the courtyard and going down the stairs, Miaoshan Khenpo was no longer close to the left, and Mai Wenjie and Yu Zilan were still waiting at the door. Seeing Ding Mu come out, the two of them asked in unison, "How is the situation?"

Ding Mu didn't expect the words of these two people to be so consistent, first stunned, then happy, and then said: "It's nothing, he said, let me deal with it myself, and I can deal with it as I want." He took it after the accident and gave me a dzi as a token. ”

"Niu B!" Mai Wenjie seemed to let out a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves relaxed, "What I'm most worried about is that the Drifting Guru will be bad for you. If he stands on your side, Dinghai City and even Tianhai Province, you can go sideways. ”

Ding Mu said: "Yes, then let's find a place first, and take some fasting food, I'm so hungry that I panic." "Ding Mu understands his panic because of nervousness as if he was hungry.

"Let's go, let's take a look. Look at that yard where someone is cooking. Mai Wenjie was also a little hungry, so she took Ding Mu and walked into this temple complex, for the dignified public security chief, it should not be difficult to find a place to get something to eat.

While walking, Mai Wenjie introduced: "The small courtyard here is where the little lama practiced. The lamas of Tianhai are different from the monks in the temple, the management is relatively lax, and there is a morning class at 5:00 every morning, but there is no need to order it, and no one cares if you don't go. Also, unlike in the monk's temple, there are special fireworkers and monks who are responsible for cooking, and in principle, everyone has to cook their own meals. Unless you have money, hire servants. ”

"Lamas also have servants?" Ding Mu didn't know much about this, so he asked Xiaobai.

At this time, Mai Wenjie hadn't answered, and Yu Zilan hurriedly replied: "Of course, many living Buddhas are reincarnated, they are great nobles, and the emperors of the Qing Dynasty have titles back then, and there are a lot of lands and industries under their names. They come to other monasteries to practice and give alms. Sometimes, one donation is 1 million. ”

"Well, I see you know a lot. Ding Mu glanced at Yu Zilan again.

Receiving Ding Mu's heartfelt praise, Yu Zilan smiled like a flower, and said proudly: "I was born as a reporter, I have seen a lot of things, how can I do it if I don't have a wide range of knowledge." ”

As he spoke, Ding Mu and the three of them came to the gate of another courtyard, and Mai Wenjie said, "I see, there is cooking smoke in this house, so it should be fired." Let's go grab some food. ”

Ding Mu volunteered to go forward, and found that the door was hidden, but he did not push it open, so he buckled the door knocker three times, and shouted: "Is there anyone? I have come from the capital to pay a special visit to the master of the stream, passing by your place, can you make it convenient?"

Hearing Ding Mu say this, Yu Zilan burst out laughing, and said strangely: "Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures!

Mai Wenjie couldn't help but smile: "Tang Seng is to the donor, and Brother Ding is asking the lama for fasting." Same. ”

Ding Mu turned his head, put on a straight face, and deliberately made a very dissatisfied expression. I'm cheeky, you still talk about the wind and cold, I haven't eaten in the morning, you two are full and not hungry. (To be continued.) )