Yan Hui wanted to leave Putuo Temple, but who knew that her wish was in vain, and the outside of Putuo Temple had already been surrounded by a group of guards. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's the guard of the uncle's mansion. ”

As soon as Yu Mo saw the silver soft armor worn by those guards, he told him what happened to him.

"Although Shen Wuhuan is the uncle of the country, but so many guards are close to the category of private soldiers, is there no one to join him?"

According to "The Lawyer of the Xia Shang Dynasty", accomplices such as raising private soldiers and other complicity in rebellion, if this crime falls, even ten queens will not be able to protect him.

"There is indeed an army of 2,000 people in the Uncle's Mansion, but this is the promise of the current saint himself. ”

Yu Mo said the hidden secret, "The men of the Shen family were all over the house back then, and there were no descendants except Shen Wuhuan, and the emperor took pity on the withering of Queen Jiayuan's mother, so he promised an army to protect his safety." ”

Sending someone to protect his brother-in-law, this Emperor Mingde sounds very considerate, but Yan Hui always feels that it is not so simple.

"Since Uncle Shen's guards are here, what about the others?"

"It's coming. Yu Mo looked ahead.

Yan Hui looked for prestige, and saw a team of guards coming towards Putuo Temple, led by Shen Wuhuan, the brother of the queen's mother, the uncle of the country.

He was dressed in an ice-blue robe, and taking advantage of his face that was difficult to describe, he was simply the best of the ascetic department.

Yan took two steps back behind Yu Mo without a trace, although she was far away from Shen Wuhuan, and there were so many pilgrims around, it was better to be safe.

Shen Wuhuan stopped in front of the door of Putuo Temple.

"Knock. ”

Shen Wuhuan gave an order, and the guards on the side immediately stepped forward, but the brass beast head knocked on the door of the Vermilion Temple for a long time, and he didn't hear anyone come to answer the door.

"Uncle Qiguo, no one came to answer the door. ”

"Smash me. ”

"The master thinks twice. Uncle Xiang, who was following on the side, hurriedly stepped forward.

"After all, this is the Putuo Temple where the first emperor personally gave the plaque, if today's events are participated in by other ministers, even if it is the queen, I am afraid it will not be able to protect you. ”

"Wouldn't that be better, wouldn't she be happier without me. The corners of Shen Wuhuan's mouth were cold, "However, I still want to watch her die first." He looked at the courtyard wall outside the Putuo Temple, but saw two prayer flags hanging down from the courtyard wall:

This is not the Spirit Mountain, after all, what kind of boundary

If there is no living Buddha, why is it so solemn

"It's very interesting. Shen Wuhuan said, pointing at the wall where prayer flags were hung.

"Since this main gate can't be moved, then tear down this courtyard wall for me. ”

Hearing Shen Wuhuan's order, the guards behind him put down the long sword in his hand and picked up the shovel and other things, and wanted to lift the temple gate in front of him directly to the sky.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The closed door of the temple was opened from the inside.

A group of novices stood quietly on both sides with their hands folded, and the abbot in a robe walked out slowly behind the door with the peach blossoms rolled up by the breeze.

"This is the presiding abbot of Putuo Temple?"

It's no wonder that Yan Hui asked this question, but I saw that the other party looked no more than ten years old, but he had red lips and white teeth, and his face was like a crown of jade.

Obviously he is a little cream, but his eyelids are slightly blind, his expression is solemn, and he is lined with the cinnabar mole on his forehead, which is really like a Buddha who is compassionate to all living beings.

This kind of sultry contrast is what I am tempted by.

This is the presiding officer of Putuo Temple. Yu Mo said on the side.

"Although he was about the same age as me, five years ago, as a traveling monk, he lectured with the abbot of Putuo Temple for three days and three nights. With supreme Buddhism and exquisite Zen theory, the former abbot was convinced and recommended him to the position of presiding over Putuo Temple. Yu Mo made no secret of his appreciation for fate, but the more Yan Hui listened, the more strange it became.

"On the law for three days and three nights?" Why does she think that it is this fate that takes advantage of her youth and drags down the former abbot?

Thinking of the previous couplet, Yan Hui felt that he had guessed a little right.

Let someone else write pairs with a brush dipped in squid ink, even if this abbot does it himself, it is estimated that he will not be able to leave a single word.

If he hadn't let the lychee mix a box of rouge when he was grinding ink, it is estimated that there would be no red letters left on the prayer flag.

Yan thought about it and continued to watch.

There seems to be no sorrow or joy in the eyes, but it seems to contain supreme compassion, "Putuo Temple is far away from the red dust, and I don't know why the donor is here." ”

"I'll take what I want. You can either get out of the way or keep standing there. ”

Seeing that Shen Wuhuan was going to come hard, all the monks looked at the presiding abbot, but who knew that the fate was very indifferent.

"The donor is here for the peach blossoms, so why bother these innocent pilgrims. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little novice on the side holding a tray, and on the tray was a sutra book, and a blooming peach blossom was pressed on it.

This is the peach blossom of the donor, and this scripture is the "Sutra of Death" written by the poor monk himself, I only hope that the donor's deceased relatives can die as soon as possible. ”

Shen Wuhuan looked at the flower branches on the plate, the peach blossoms were pink and tender, fragrant, and a touch of bright color lit up the entire early spring.

This is her favorite peach blossom, and in countless dark nights, she is always smiling and describing those past to herself.

"Do you know, my favorite is March in the capital, because at that time, peach blossoms will bloom all over the mountains and fields outside the Putuo Temple, and I also saw him at that time. ”

The woman holding herself smiled shallowly, but she whispered a song "Taoyao".

"The peach is dying, scorching its beauty, the son is returning, and the room is IKEA'......"

Shen Wuhuan picked up the peach blossom, but he didn't look at the scripture that was pressed low.

Seeing that Shen Wuhuan turned around and wanted to leave, the voice of fate came again leisurely.

"I look at the donor's eyebrows with red, there will be a love catastrophe coming in the near future, this catastrophe is called love, also known as can't begg, it is the three sufferings in love, if the donor wants to avoid it, it is best to stay away from the capital.

Shen Wuhuan held the peach blossom, although there was no fluctuation on his face, but his eyes were already full of frost and snow.

Seeing this, Uncle Xiang knew that Shen Wuhuan was extremely angry, "Master, today is the birthday of the lady, and it is not appropriate to see the blood in vain." ”

Shen Wuhuan lowered his eyes and walked towards the outside of Putuo Temple, seeing him leave, those guards also followed.

Yuan Zhi glanced at the little novice beside him, and saw that the little novice took a step forward in understanding.

"Although today is not the fifteenth day of the first month, but because of the incense offerings by the believers, the peach blossoms in the temple are blooming, and the Buddha says that all beings are equal, so today the temple door is opened. ”

As soon as the little novice's voice fell, these pilgrims all sighed that "the host is merciful".

You must know that Uncle Shen Guo wanted to go in just now, but the host didn't let go, and now the temple door is opened for them to enter, isn't it just printing the phrase "all beings are equal".

Just when everyone's hearts breathed a long sigh of relief, the heart was immediately lifted.

Because Shen Wuhuan actually went and returned......