The sudden death of Master Fotucheng shocked the whole country of Zhou. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This monk was born in the Western Regions, became a monk in the country of Wuchang, and went through the Wuhu and Sixteen Kingdoms to the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties for a total of 120 years.

People all over the world say that this god and monk have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, can serve ghosts and gods, see thousands of miles of foreign affairs, and predict good luck and evil.

died suddenly, and the scene at that time was also a storm.

However, no matter what you say, there is one detail that will inevitably be conclusive.

Emperor Yuwen Yong of Zhou took King Lanling, the proton of Qi, to pass by Fotu Temple, and the monk suddenly passed away in the Zen room.

Venerable Yuanming, the eldest disciple of Buddha Tucheng, held a meeting for the Venerable Master on the third day after the death of the monk.

In front of the treasure hall in the temple, the monks surrounded, in the sound of chanting, the flame was blazing and turned the body of the monk into a relic, which was preserved in the pagoda of the Buddha Temple for eternity. Emperor Yuwen Yong wore linen and wore filial piety on the master's mourning hall for three days, and the army outside the temple sounded the horn to mourn.

The whole country mourns, and the ceremony is the same as the state funeral.

"Your Highness Changgong, Your Majesty has asked you to stay in the meditation room and not go out. ”

It's been three days, and Zimo has stayed here without leaving home. He was also surprised to hear that this monk had passed away, but the rituals outside had nothing to do with him, and Yuwen Yong ordered someone to bring him three meals a day, and no one came to disturb him.

I can only hear the wooden fish in the Buddha Temple, and the Buddha's light is like a rainbow. It is said that the monk is also one hundred and twenty years old, and his sudden death is embarrassing. Entered the Buddha Temple, but passed by twice and did not see the true face of the world's first monk, so it is a pity to let the son.

Yuwen Yong regarded the monk as his father, ordered the whole country to mourn, and issued an edict to retire for two years on the grounds of national mourning.

This holy decree made Qi Erguo's contract come into effect, and Zi Mo's original hanging heart was also relieved.

He didn't come to Zhou in vain, I hope Gao Zhan can wake up, and I hope that the national situation of Qi can turn around after two years of recuperation.

This Yuwen Yong is still talking in the end, Zi Mo sighed deeply, a little physically and mentally exhausted.

It's ridiculous to think about it, he really can only dance knives and guns, and there is no fear in front of the two armies, but he is really uneasy when he arrives in Chang'an, ridiculous, ridiculous!

"Can you let me go to the front hall to send the monk a ride, and I have long admired the great name of the Great Zhou monk. ”

Zi Mo said to the guard outside the gate.

The man looked at him, 200,000 troops were camped in the field outside the temple, and only this Lanling King from the Northern Qi Dynasty asked the emperor to bring it into the temple to settle down, thinking about it, it is really impossible to underestimate the weight of this proton.

"Wait, I'll report to Your Majesty. ”

"Thank you. ”

One went out, while the other remained at the door.

Zi Mo has been really depressed in this meditation room for three days, and even the light outside feels dazzling at this moment.

Anyway, I didn't want to escape, so it was better to go out and go around to loosen my muscles.

His stubborn heart suddenly rose, because he was really aggrieved and depressed in the past few days, thinking that when he arrived in Chang'an, he was a man for swords and I for fish and meat, and he was locked in the Zen room every day as if he was imprisoned, and he really had the idea of going outside to breathe the wind.

Zi Mo smiled at the guard outside the door, and the guard was stunned, and was knocked unconscious by Zi Mo with a hand knife and fell next to the door of the meditation room.

"I'm sorry, big brother, I'll go out for a walk and come back soon!"

Zimo patted the shoulder of the knocked down soldier, although he was embarrassed, but he was really about to become moldy.

If this continues, every day he thinks about facing the four walls of the meditation room, he thinks that it is better to become a monk in Fotu Temple and not go to Chang'an.

Ay!

Becoming a monk is also a way!

Zimo actually came up with such a thought, in fact, in his heart, it was not unclear why he made such a concession to Yu Wenyong.

Looking at the sky and sighing, he made a light effort, and then went to the backyard of the Buddha Temple, remembering that there was an ancient well, a small gate, and a path down the mountain.

However, as a proton, he exchanged the safety of the Qi country, even if he knew where to go down the mountain, there was nowhere to go.

I simply took a leisurely stroll, looked at the new shoots of the big trees in the backyard, and sighed that it was spring again. is full of vitality, but he can't see the new appearance of Yecheng.

In my ears, there was a sudden sound of sweeping the floor.

Zi Mo looked back and found that an old monk was sweeping the ground in the backyard. Slowly, swept away the dust, fallen leaves, very carefully.

He looked closer, and there was something familiar.

With long eyebrows and a beard hanging down his chest, although he is an old man, his eyes are piercing, and he is very deep and spiritual.

"It's you, master, I, we met a few years ago, and we are here, do you remember?" Zi Mo was very surprised when he saw his acquaintance.

When he fled from here, he fled from Zhou, and it was also this old monk who swept the floor here, so many years have passed, and he can see him again, it is really fate.

"Hehe, remember, remember, why did the donor come to this temple again?" the old monk nodded and smiled kindly, and continued to sweep the floor, bending over very hard.

"I'll help you sweep it, isn't there anyone in this temple? Why do you see you sweeping the floor here every time?"

Zi Mo stepped forward to grab the broom to help, but he didn't think that the old master's skills were very active, and he didn't let Zi Mo succeed in a light flash.

"The old man is about to leave, here, the old man has been sweeping for thirty years, let me sweep again one last time. ”

The old monk looked around with great emotion, this tree, this well, this broom, and the leaves that fall and grow new every year.

"Where is the master going? "Is the master going everywhere?" Zi Mo sat on the stone steps with his cheeks, there was no one here, only this Buddha's Zen heart, he also felt very tired, and the old monk's calm and determined back made him feel very relieved.

"Well, sort of.

This universe is already in the heart of the old man, if he has lived too long and seen too much, he should let go of everything and start over. ”

The old monk spoke with a sense of Zen, Zi Mo seemed to understand whether he understood or not, smiled and said: "The master is really a master in the world, he said to put it down." ”

"Is the donor willing to give up everything and start over?" Suddenly, the old monk somehow came to Zi Mo's face.

"Ah?!" Zimo was surprised, how did this monk get to him?

Suddenly, I felt a little weird, obviously there was no wind, but the leaves rolled up from the ground, and the wind was gusting, which was really quite weird.

"How can I do it all over again?"

Zi Mo actually felt that the old monk's body was hot, and his face was red as if it was reflecting the firelight.

"You shouldn't have been here, and you shouldn't have had such an entanglement with Yu Wenyong.

I don't know why someone actually acted against the sky, and you changed your destiny。。。。。。 Come with me, I'll take you where you need to go!"

The sky-high flames actually came towards Zi Mo like a giant snake, and the old monk turned into ashes in the flames and disappeared long ago.

What's going on?!

Zi Mo panicked and retreated again and again, but he saw that the fire was about to burst out. He tried to escape, but there were stairs behind him, and in his panic, he forgot about it, and in one step, he stumbled and fell on his back.

The flame seemed to be spiritual, and it was chasing him, and looking for his figure seemed to be about to swallow Zi Mo and initiate.

"Changgong!"

Zi Mo heard someone call him.

Then his vision darkened, and someone pounced on him and protected him firmly under him.

Yu Wenyong crossed the barrier of fire in a few steps, supported Zi Mo's waist, and protected the man in his arms with one sleeve. He said why the master's primordial spirit was not on that body, it turned out that he came to the backyard to find Changgong!

Why did they have to put him to death?! Why did this man have to leave him? Why did they have to take him away from him when they finally met again in this world!

With a wave of Yu Wenyong's sleeves, he set off a wind and rose from the ground, splitting the strange fire dragon several feet away.

An old man's face seemed to slowly emerge from the flames, and it was the Buddha Tucheng who had passed away.

"Is it going to be so? He's going to hurt you. The old man admonished.

"This intention has been decided, and the sky will never change. It was you who woke me up and accepted this body as a disciple, and the deity thanked the master for his teachings.

However, dust to dust, dust to earth, the master's merits in this life are complete, don't worry about this matter anymore, the deity will give the master a ride!"

The flames gradually became smaller and extinguished in the wind of Yuwen Yong, and a golden light suddenly flew up and flew towards the front of the treasure hall where the Tubi Assembly was being held.

The monks were wondering why the relics had not yet appeared, and a strong wind blew the flames that burned the remains of the monks even more violently.

After a while, Buddha Tucheng's body was gradually dissolved, and a golden relic appeared on the altar.

The merit was completed, and all the monks recited in unison the Buddha to worship the altar.

In the backyard, everything is calm again.

Zi Mo was already dizzy from the scorching flames, and the flames seemed to devour his three souls and six spirits, so that he didn't know where he was for a while.

The high temperature receded a little, Zi Mocai shook his head and reluctantly stood up, stroked his forehead and looked at it, the person who used his body to block the fire for him was actually Yu Wenyong, the emperor of this Zhou State, and he was suddenly surprised.

"How are you here?" Zi Mo asked.

He saw that the back of Yu Wenyong's hand was scorched black, and he was shocked, so he quickly pulled his hand over to look at it.

"Why is it burned like this? With such a big fire, are you okay with the rest of the world?" turned Yu Wenyong's shoulders and looked back and forth, but he didn't notice that the person's gaze changed from a deep silence to a difficult feeling for himself, and it was difficult to suppress it.

"Chenxing, you will be the first apprentice of Ziwei Palace in the future, and you have never accepted an apprentice as a teacher, so remind you more if it is inappropriate. ”

"Chenxing, you are very talented, you will be better than the blue in the future, and you must take it as your responsibility to help the people of the world, and the gods have high hopes for you!"

"Chenxing, torture. After I leave the Heavenly Court, you will be in charge of the Ziwei Palace, which is the teacher. There is no need to blame myself, I have made such a mistake, and it is a relief that you can carry out the heavenly punishment.

True Martial Demon Emperor, you must be worthy of this divine position!"

。。。。。。 He didn't want to be a true martial emperor at all, he didn't want to, he still wanted to be a disciple of his master!

Yu Wenyong's lips moved, but he found that he was choked and could hardly say a word. After thousands of years of waiting, the man's eyebrows were still the same, and his expression of frowning and worrying about him had not changed in the slightest.

Thinking that there is no Ziwei Emperor Ji Chen in the heavens and the earth, he has been born in the world again and again, knowing that this person has been scattered, but he still hopes that a miracle can happen.

Even if it's just a wisp of that person's remnant soul, looking back, the vast sea of people, he is just pursuing this hope.

He opened his arms and hugged the man tightly in his arms. He had always been silent, and he didn't know how to place this unexpected joy at the moment.

Zi Mo was hugged so much that it seemed that his body and bones were about to be cut into two pieces.

The mood that had finally calmed down instantly became ups and downs again. What is Yu Wenyong going to do in broad daylight?! He grabbed it tighter and tighter, thinking of the incident on the Tiger Leaping Cliff, Zi Mo couldn't help but blush, and hit the man in the face with his backhand.

"Your Majesty!"

Before the slap dissipated, Master Wei came with a group of Zhou soldiers.

"Bold and long-handed, you dare to run away if you want to。。。。。。 Assassinate Your Majesty! Take it down for me!"

Behind him, Zhou Jun was stunned, assassinated?

They only seem to have seen the unspeakable ambiguity between their own majesty and the king of Lanling。。。。。。