The forty-third feast of Hongmen, the bells and drums of morning and dusk.

When Qin Ying and the others arrived at the mountain gate of Longtian Temple, it happened to be evening.

Holding the tin ring and clasping the closed vermilion lacquer door, Qin Ying thought: How can this Longtian Temple be built on the mountain so luxurious?

She knocked for a while, and finally someone answered the door.

The young monk who pushed the door open saw that the visitor was the head horn child, and there was a monk behind this child, and he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Dare to ask your guest's surname?"

Qin Ying held the Buddhist salute in his hand and said: "Don't give your surname Qin, and the road number is hanging stars." Today, at the invitation of the Taoist Master, I came here for a banquet. ”

He replied: "It turned out that Daoist Qin was here, and our temple was disappointed." ”

When the monk gave way to the door, he suddenly remembered the remarks from Chang'an.

On the eighth day of the fourth month of the Buddha Festival, debaters gathered on the secular podium of Daxingshan Temple.

The most eye-catching is a child who calls himself Qin Ying.

He first discussed Buddhism and Taoism with Fa Lin and Fu Yi on the stage, and then won the bet of the Taoist Xuanshi.

Qin Ying bowed politely and took the lead in entering the mountain gate of Longtian Temple.

Ruqi followed her closely.

Seeing this, the young monk was at a loss.

- Strange things, strange things. As a Taoist priest, how could Qin Ying be in the same place as a monk?

However, what he didn't expect was that Daoxuan Shi invited a small Taoist to come to Longtian Temple for a vegetarian banquet, which was even more weird.

Seeing that Qin Ying and the others' backs were getting farther and farther away, the young monk patted his head and followed.

On the way, Qin Ying had already heard from the young monk:

Daoxuanshi rushed back to Zhongnan Mountain from Chang'an yesterday. He first went to Caotang Temple to deal with affairs, and then returned to Longtian Temple a few days later. When he enters the temple, the ten-year vegetarian feast will officially begin.

Qin Ying didn't answer after hearing this, but just smiled.

She couldn't figure out what it meant for Daoxuan Master to invite her to Longtian Temple. But if he dares to invite, she will come—even if it's a feast.

When Ruqi passed by the Mahavira Hall, he said that he wanted to go over and worship.

Qin Ying turned around and said to him, "That's right, I'll go with you." ”

The young monk made a difficulty: the first great monk had instructed the monks in the temple, and when Qin Ying arrived here, he led her to meet the first one first. But what if this little Taoist priest doesn't listen to the arrangement?

So he looked at Qin Ying with a puzzled face and entered the palace gate.

He stood in the corner of the main hall, waiting for this "little ancestor" who couldn't be idle.

At this time, there were no pilgrims in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the two little novices stood in front of the incense table and respectfully dusted them.

Ruqi and Qin Ying knelt side by side on the futon. At first glance, the young monk only felt that it was a little awkward for a monk to do this together

He couldn't describe what was wrong.

Finally, the young monk remembered a scene he had seen when he was a child: the bride and groom worshipping heaven and earth together.

He couldn't help but feel that his thoughts were drifting too far away.

Qin Ying kowtowed and was about to get up, when he heard Ruqi: "Your posture of kowtowing is not quite right"

Raising his hand to straighten out the sideburns around his ears, Qin Ying blinked and said, "Really?" ”

Not long ago, I went to Daxingshan Temple to worship the Buddha, and I was not picked out by the pious Buddha Sumire.

I saw Ruqi nodding seriously, then picked up his magnolia-colored robe and took the initiative to demonstrate it for her.

He folded his hands and bent his back. Holding the futon in his left hand, his knees touched the golden brocade, and his right hand was also placed on it. Tap the futon with your forehead. Turn your palms upwards and then raise your palms.

Seeing Ruqi get up, Qin Ying pursed her light-colored lips and smiled: "Xiaodao is really ashamed of himself." ”

Because of such a solemn action, he actually made some elegant taste.

The young monk who saw this scene was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, and he deeply suspected that something was wrong with his eyes.

What is it about them who seem to be so well together?

You must know that in recent years, Buddhism and Taoism have been like fire and water, and no one believes in anyone.

The young monk thought about the many disputes between Buddhism and Taoism, and Qin Ying had already walked in front of him.

She raised her eyes as bright as a stone and asked, "Should I go to the guest hall to pay the degree like an ordinary order?" ”

"Daoist Qin is an honored guest of Longtian Temple, so he doesn't have to follow this system. Please enter the Guanyin Hall first to see the first monk. ”

He finally seized the moment to say the important thing.

"Isn't the temple master, Master Falin?" She asked knowingly.

Ruqiqing coughed twice and replied for the monk: "Daxingshan Temple still needs several masters to translate the classics. Master Falin is afraid that he will not be able to get out. ”

Qin Ying narrowed his eyes and yawned: "Then lead the way." ”

Sleepiness suddenly came up, and now she doesn't want to deal with others, she just wants to sleep beautifully with a thin blanket.

-- But reality is always unacceptable.

The lights in the Guanyin Hall were bright, and Qin Ying pushed the door in stiffly, and the door shaft creaked a few times.

Ruqi behind her was stopped by the young monk.

"The first monk wants to talk to Daoist Qin alone." The young monk raised his hands and said.

Looking at Ruqi's flawless face, he couldn't help but say again: "What is the relationship between this Buddhist friend and Daoist Qin?" ”

And Qin Ying in the Guanyin Hall drooped his head, knelt in front of the first monk with his robe raised.

"Daoist Qin?" The first monk looked at the child of this horn and said tentatively.

He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, still unable to believe that the rumored god was really so young.

She nodded listlessly. The sleepy bugs had invaded most of her will.

The first monk saw her posture that was neither salty nor light, but she only regarded no one in her eyes.

It's not good to care about anything for a child, he smiled dryly: "Daoist Qin is still young, and now he has made such achievements, and in time, he will definitely be able to carry forward the Daomen." ”

Qin Ying continued to nod. In the face of his compliments, she just went in and out of her left ear.

In fact, what the first monk said was exactly the opposite of what he thought.

――Qin Ying can win the Taoist Xuanshi at such a young age, will he still have it when he grows up? If we don't eliminate this huge threat in front of us, the life of Buddhism will be even more difficult in the future.

As for the means of removing the threat, there are soft and firm.

Rou probably refers to the method of the Taoist Xuanshi: to lead Qin Ying into the Buddhist temple and make him stay for a few days, maybe Qin Ying can change his faith with his ears and eyes.

Gang, probably using tough methods to force Qin Ying to give up the identity of the Yellow Turban.

Now that the Taoist Master has paved the way for Huairou to win, the first monk only needs to follow the path to lead.

"Throughout the ages, there have been many masters who have practiced both Buddhism and Taoism. Would Daoist Qin want to think about it and learn about Buddhism in the next ten days?

"Qin Dao is still young for a long time, and he wants to absorb knowledge quickly. Besides, it's good for spiritual practice."

He said with an unchanging face, as if there was no conspiracy in these words.

Qin Ying's eyes gradually widened, and that sleepiness had already been smoothed out by his crooked words.

"Thank you for your kindness. It's just that the trail has not yet been proficient, how dare you be half-hearted and turn your mind to the side? ”

Her consciousness came to her senses, and she understood what kind of thoughts were hidden in his seemingly gentle and harmless words.

After bowing once, Qin Ying raised his head and looked at the first monk: "Xiaodao recalled the table on the secular podium a few days ago, and felt that he still had regrets about how well he played.

"Bing Shuyun: Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. If Xiaodao has the opportunity to study Buddhism, then the next time he talks about the superiority of Buddhism, Xiaodao will definitely not leave the slightest affection for Buddhism. ”

Qin Ying's reply was not ruthless, and the first monk's face turned white when he heard it.

"The trail has been a day's drive to get here, and now I'm tired. Forgive Xiaodao to take his leave first. ”

The first monk saw her get up and leave, and let out a long sigh: This Qin Ying is not easy to deal with, I hope that the Taoist Xuanshi will have a way to subdue the foreign way and turn enemies into friends.

Qin Ying walked out of the Guanyin Palace, and his mood was suddenly very gloomy.

- I haven't done anything shocking and unreasonable like I did in my previous life, and these people in Buddhism hate me so much?

Ruqi stood under the pillars of the Guanyin Hall and waited for her, and when he saw Qin Ying hanging his head, he asked softly, "Why are you crying?" ”

"No, I don't. The lighting is not good, you are wrong. She raised her hand and wiped her eyes.