"Master Abbot, I don't know if I can take the liberty of asking, what does this Baoling Temple mean to you?" Tang Sanzang looked into the abbot's eyes and asked calmly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The abbot raised his head, looked at Tang Sanzang's clear eyes and was slightly stunned, his eyes turned to the outside of the courtyard, there were spider webs hanging on the broken eaves, even if it was a temple under the morning sun, it was still dull, and the little monk who passed by the door was skinny, and long-term malnutrition made them look less energetic.

As if touched by the scene he saw, the abbot's eyes were filled with tears, and he choked up: "I became a monk at the age of seven, and there were only seven or eight monks in Baolin Temple that year. But as soon as the country of Wuji was founded, as soon as the peaceful days arrived, the master died, and he didn't have a day of peace. After the master died, I became the abbot, and there were already more than 100 monks in Baoling Temple, but after the peace, the number of people who worshiped the Buddha and burned incense gradually increased. Ten years ago, I entered the court to see Your Majesty, to show the benefits of my Buddhism and teaching, Your Majesty specially appointed the prince to supervise the construction of Baolin Temple, the whole country is famous, for a time the monks gathered, the incense is prosperous, it is called the first temple of the black chicken country. ”

The old abbot's face was a little red, recalling the grand occasion of the Baoling Temple back then, and the mood was still surging, it can be said that the prosperity of the Baolin Temple was created by him.

Tang Sanzang was surprised that the abbot was able to rely on a mouth in exchange for the first temple of the Wuji country, and he also had some emotion for the story behind, and single-handedly created the Baolin Temple, the old abbot took in the foot monks of Laipi and did not restrain their behavior, and it also directly destroyed the first temple of the former Wuji country, the reputation was ruined, and the monks left.

"Baolin Temple is everything to me, if I can choose again, I will definitely not let those few monks enter my Baolin Temple and trample on this pure treasure land. The abbot lifted his monk's robe and wiped the corners of his eyes, his words full of remorse.

"I don't have the ability to give the abbot master the ability to re-choose, but now there is an opportunity to revive the Baoling Temple, I wonder if the abbot is interested?" Tang Sanzang looked at the abbot and said with a smile.

"Revive Baolin Temple?" The abbot suddenly raised his eyes to look at Tang Sanzang, his eyes were full of hope and shock, he took a step forward, grabbed Tang Sanzang's hand and said, "Master, what are your clever plans!"

"Master Abbot don't be impatient, I also see that the abbot has the heart to revitalize Baolin Temple, and I am a person in Buddhism, so I don't want to stand idly by, so I plan to give Baolin Temple a chance, which is also a Buddha's fate. Tang Sanzang quietly withdrew his hand from the abbot's hand, and said unhurriedly: "There is a noble person who will come to the temple today, and it is no stranger to come to the abbot, but this noble person is here to see me today, not to see you, and it is not suitable to be seen by the monks in the temple." So, ask the abbot to open the side door, and then let the monks in the temple go to the front yard, you see that the pulpit and the square below are not overgrown with grass, you let them go and pull the grass, as long as what I talked to the noble man today is done, then your Baoling Temple, the custody of incense will be more prosperous than ten years ago. ”

"I don't know who the noble person the master is talking about?" Could it be ......" The abbot listened to Tang Sanzang's words, and the joy in his eyes couldn't be stopped, although the words behind him were not finished, but in the country of Wuji, Baolin Temple can be more beautiful than ten years ago, and one hand can guess it.

"The abbot will naturally know, but I hope you will do what I say first, although the matter is simple, but if the nobles are not satisfied, the things that were supposed to come naturally may come to an end, then I have no way to help you." Tang Sanzang didn't answer, and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go and make arrangements, if Baolin Temple can really restore the prosperity of ten years ago, I will immediately resign as abbot and ask Master Sanzang to preside over Baolin Temple!" The abbot nodded hurriedly and looked at Tang Sanzang with excitement.

"Master Abbot will take this first, and it will not be too late to say it after the matter is completed. Tang Sanzang waved his hand.

The abbot was excited to remove the small courtyard, and soon his voice of mobilizing the monks came from outside, and the monks rushed towards the front yard with weeding tools, and the surrounding area of the small courtyard immediately became quiet.

"Master, why do you want to help that monk? Didn't he look down on you yesterday?" Zhu Tianpeng looked at Tang Sanzang with some puzzlement.

"He was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, and if it were me, I guess I wouldn't give the monk a good face. And I'm not helping him, I'm trying to help the three hundred or so monks in this temple, what's wrong with those little monks. Tang Sanzang shook his head with a smile, sat down again, and looked at the sky in the east, "Back then, my master also took in many orphans, and I was one of them. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly.

Ao Xiaobai stepped forward and grabbed Tang Sanzang's hand, and said coquettishly: "Master, you still have Xiaobai." ”

"Yes, Xiaobai is the most well-behaved. Tang Sanzang smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Ao Xiaobai's cute face, and also felt the concerned eyes of Zhu Tianpeng and Sha Wanjing, and his heart was warm.

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The words were divided into two ends, and after Sun Wu vacated the small courtyard, he flew more than twenty miles in the direction of the imperial city, waiting for the mighty hunting team.

The young man in the front, dressed in golden soft armor with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, rode a red horse under his crotch, held a big bow, drew the bow like a full moon, shot an arrow, and a hare fell in response to the arrow, and a group of officials next to him immediately clapped their horses and praised them, and a soldier dismounted and took the rabbit, and raised it with both hands.

The prince listened to the praise of the courtiers and guards, and his face was full of red light, as if he had killed a big tiger with an arrow.

"Heh, it's just a domestic rabbit, and this prince is too easy to fool. Sun Wukong looked at the rabbit and pouted, looking at the prince's gaze was also a little lower, looking left and right, thinking about how to lead him to Baolin Temple.

The first arrow was gained, and the prince's interest was also raised, and he continued to beat the horse and gallop forward, rushing to the front, and sat down on the horse, which belonged to the first place in the field, so he slowly distanced himself from the guards and officials behind.

The domestic rabbits were not scattered, and the prince ran too fast for the guards to let go, so apart from another hare in the back, the prince basically did not shoot any prey.