I don't know how long it took, Ma Xiaoyang opened his eyes, and the winter sun shone on this quiet room, spread on the wooden floor, and there was a warm feeling.

The surroundings were quiet, and there seemed to be no change in the qiē, and the tea in the teacup was still steaming, but the deep space monk was gone.

Ma Xiaoyang stood up and stretched, and there was a crackling sound on his body.

At this sound, Ma Xiaoyang suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body, this was a very mysterious feeling, the true qi was operating normally, and the divine consciousness came out of the body, and there was nothing wrong with it, the whole body, I couldn't check out what was wrong, but it was just a feeling, there was a feeling that I really wanted to miss something, this feeling made Ma Xiaoyang very anxious, and there was nothing to do.

The deep space monk is gone, Ma Xiaoyang doesn't feel anything, he listens to the scriptures and falls into deep thought, if he doesn't wake up, he can't ask the deep space monk to accompany him to guard, people are just preaching, there is no obligation and need to stay by his side.

So Ma Xiaoyang understands very well, in fact, Ma Xiaoyang still thinks in his heart that when he fell into a hallucination, the little monk in this temple did not carry himself out, even if he gave himself face.

Got up and walked around the quiet room, moved his muscles and bones, pushed the door out, the deep space monk said, this lecture is a total of 24 days, and now, it is only the first day, I took out my mobile phone, and found that the mobile phone was automatically turned off, and I don't know the specific time.

This generation, it seems that after having a mobile phone, few people wear a watch, nothing to take out the mobile phone to see, the mobile phone has everything, including the function of the watch, except for some families have traditional, or like watches, would rather wear what Buddha beads on the hand or the like, do not like the comfort of the watch.

When I went out, I looked at the sky outside, the sun was already tilting to the west, and I don't know when there was a large fire cloud in the sky, which shrouded the world red.

No one paid attention to Ma Xiaoyang, Ma Xiaoyang opened the door and went out, this monk's house, from the morning to the time when I went out, it felt relatively deserted, as if no one lived, the clean road and the monk's house, in the sunset, there is a special charm.

Ma Xiaoyang got up, walked, opened the door, and left, during this period, it seemed that there was no other idea except for checking his body, as if everything was going with the flow, Ma Xiaoyang's heart was very ethereal, ethereal without a little clutter.

Walking on the reins, Ma Xiaoyang didn't know where to go for a while, so he walked by feeling, and after a walk, he suddenly saw a few little monks hurrying in one direction.

It seems that there is a kind of guidance in the dark, Ma Xiaoyang chased after those little monks, and there was an illusion in his heart that a very important thing was lost.

In a few steps, I came to a square, which was hidden in a high-walled courtyard and towering ancient trees.

When I came, the courtyard was full of monks, and at a glance, it was all monk's clothes, and the sunset actually illuminated this place transparently.

"Hmph, you still have a face!" Ma Xiaoyang stood at the entrance of the square, and when he didn't know what was going on, a voice came.

Ma Xiaoyang looked back, it turned out to be the little monk who was going to sweep himself out in the morning, precepts, I don't know why, this little monk had an angry look on his face, and it seemed that there were still a little tears in his eyes.

"It turned out to be the little master of the precept, what did you say, what did I do, I didn't have the face to come?" As soon as the precept sounded, Ma Xiaoyang's ethereal feeling disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, he regained his cynical appearance in the morning.

The little monk in front of him is the one who almost swept himself out of the house, so Ma Xiaoyang can not be cynical, even if he is cultivated.

"What are you doing, you still came to ask me, if you hadn't come to listen to the scriptures, my master would not have passed away!" As soon as Jianjie spoke, this originally quiet place began to hum in an instant, and this group of monks also looked at themselves one by one.

"Passed away?" Ma Xiaoyang was also a little confused.

"Hmph, my ancestor went to the epicenter of the earthquake in Sichuan Province a few years ago in order to stabilize the country's fortunes, and he went to the epicenter of the earthquake in Sichuan Province, and he was overwhelmed by his soul, and his cultivation was almost dissipated.

"This, what does listening to the scriptures have to do with the death of the Deep Space Mage. Ma Xiaoyang was stunned and asked.

"Hmph, the patriarch preaches the scriptures, not to open his mouth to recite and explain the content word by word, but to have great magical powers, Daigo empowerment, and pass on all his feelings about this sutra to you, you say, does it have anything to do with you!" "As soon as the **** entered the door, I watched you look at your demonic spirit, and I wanted to sweep you out, but I blamed me for not being good at learning and letting your demon succeed. ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Ming Ran didn't know where to come out at this time, so he grabbed the warning and opened his mouth to stop it. "The ancestor passed away in the west, it is the creation of cause and effect, you can't complain about others, your cultivation time is still shallow, don't talk nonsense. I also hope that the donor Haihan. ”

Ming Ran first stopped the little monk, and then saluted Ma Xiaoyang.

"Master, what the hell is going on, but in the morning, how did the Deep Space Master pass away, if I had known, I would never have come to listen to the scriptures!" Ma Xiaoyang hurriedly asked.

"Donor, this is not the fifth day of the lunar month, it is already the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the day of Chinese New Year's Eve, the deep space mage has been the donor**, twenty-four days, the master ancestor also passed away this afternoon, at this time it is necessary to follow the instructions, hold a law meeting, and send the master to the west. Ming Ran explained.

When Jianjie and the other little monks heard Ma Xiaoyang say that it was time in the morning, their eyes glared, and they seemed to feel that this was an insult to the White Horse Temple.

"Twenty-four days? How do I feel that in the blink of an eye, the tea in the quiet room is still hot. Ma Xiaoyang asked dumbfounded.

"On the way to practice, the years pass like water, a thousand years at a glance, it is not difficult, donor, in order to avoid misunderstanding, please leave it early, since the master has finished preaching according to the agreement, then the donor has nothing to do with the temple, at this time it is my Buddhist event, and please donor please please. Ming Ran said, saluted, and then pointed to the back and let Ma Xiaoyang leave.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know, I'm really sorry for the death of the Deep Space Mage. Ma Xiaoyang hurriedly saluted and explained.

"The ancestor went to Nirvana to enter the world of bliss this time, it was a chance, the ancestor studied Buddhism all his life, and was kind to others, the donor didn't have to blame himself too much, okay, the Dharma meeting is about to begin, and it is inconvenient to ask the donor to stay, so I will not send it. ”

Ming Ran repeatedly asked Ma Xiaoyang to go out, but Ma Xiaoyang was also uncomfortable, not to mention the countless eyes around him who were not kind to him, and it was uncomfortable to keep them.

Hurriedly saluted, ran away, and walked outside the White Horse Temple.

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