The fifty-second round throws stones and asks the way forward

Before the morning bell dissipated, Qin Ying picked up her blue cloth burden and walked outside the mountain gate.

With her hands together and bowing, she embarked on the road back to Chang'an.

After fasting this morning, she didn't say anything to Ruqi, so she went to the squatter in the backyard to get something.

It's a goodbye. Because she didn't know how to say goodbye to him, and besides, she didn't want to delay his meditation.

"--Daoist Qin stayed."

Before she had fully descended the path of the slopes of Guifeng, a familiar voice called her steps.

Just listen to the voice and you'll know who it is. Qin Ying slowly turned around and smiled at Ruqi, who was standing in the distance.

Ruqi grabbed the frame of the vermilion lacquered mountain gate with one hand, and said breathlessly: "The map of the Taoist chief is still here with the little monk." ”

Thinking that he didn't expect Qin Ying to say goodbye without saying goodbye, he hurriedly chased her to the door when he found her gone.

"Oh, really?" Qin Ying's hand reached into his empty sleeve and asked suddenly.

Sure enough, after arriving at Longtian Temple before, I forgot about it and asked him back.

But it doesn't matter if she doesn't have a map, she has walked through it with Ruqi, and now she knows the specific way to go.

At this time, Ruqi hesitantly looked at the distance between each other, and then lowered his eyes to look at the vermilion threshold under his feet, and finally crossed this threshold that is not high or low.

Walking in front of Qin Ying, he pulled out a silk book that was warm in his arms: "Qin Dao is careful here." ”

"Hmm." Qin Ying answered, wanting to say something, but he consciously cared about what he called him.

She thought to herself: It's only been a decade, has it been so strange that it has reached the point of honoring the Taoist?

Seeing that Qin Ying had put away the map, he thanked him thoughtfully, and Ruqi asked again: "Is there a period for the future?" ”

Qin Ying left a very vague response: "If the master lives in Zhongnan Mountain, it will naturally be a period in the future." ”

Ruqi nodded, folded his hands and made a Buddhist salute to her.

"Daoxuan Master is the master of the Vinaya, if you are lucky enough to have his guidance, practice hard."

Qin Ying guessed that Ruqi was able to say goodbye to him, and it was completely the credit of Dao Xuanshi behind this matter.

Only Dao Xuanshi knows what time she is going today.

It can be seen that Dao Xuanshi has already talked with Ruqi in private.

Ruqi nodded wordlessly. Seeing this, Qin Ying turned around and went straight down to Guifeng Mountain.

Qin Ying's blue cloth burden gradually became smaller in his field of vision, and finally condensed into an ink-colored point before disappearing.

Ruqi's heart can't say anything.

After eating breakfast fast, Dao Xuanshi called Ruqi to a corner of the cloister where no one was.

He said that Qin Ying would go down the mountain in a while, and she would go to Xuandu Temple in Chang'an City to stay temporarily.

He also said that Qin Ying entrusted the acquaintances he brought over to the poor monks.

"This acquaintance" refers to such as seven.

For example, when Qi was in the Wuxian Temple in the southwest of the Qujiang River, he had heard of the name of the Taoist Xuanshi. It's just that he hasn't been able to have the opportunity to meet this master.

But Qin Ying brought an unavoidable opportunity for Ruqi.

After hearing this, Ruqi thanked the Dao Xuan Master again and again, and then hurriedly chased out of the mountain gate.

Dao Xuanshi pinched his beard and smiled, he looked at Ruqi's surprised, happy and panicked appearance, and sighed in his heart: Don't forget to plan for others at any time, Qin Ying, this kid has a good heart. It's a pity to put her in the Daomen to cultivate.

Following a sheep intestine path down Guifeng Mountain, Qin Ying unfolded the thin map.

In the picture, the mountains of Zhongnan Mountain and the Fang City of Chang'an City were marked with a thin brush.

In some places, so many words can not be written, so they replace them with abbreviations, but they also make it clear to those who look at the pictures.

Qin Ying looked at it, his heart was hot, and finally put it into the mezzanine of the robe.

She didn't want to slip it into her sleeve for fear of losing it.

This is not just a picture, but also someone else's full heart for her.

When she and Ruqi walked from Chang'an City to Longtian Temple in Zhongnan Mountain, it took four or five days of effort; This time, Qin Ying returned to Chang'an City from Longtian Temple alone, using the method of traveling day and night, saving two days.

When Qin Ying walked to the Xuanhua Gate of Chang'an City, the sun had just climbed overhead.

The officers and soldiers who were interrogating stopped Qin Ying, who was wearing a Taoist robe: "Du Mu brought it." ”

She smiled while offering the degree: "Xiaodao Qin Ying, I was invited by the Taoist Xuanshi to go to Longtian Temple for a banquet, and now I have returned to Chang'an City." ”

The officer and soldier at the head looked at her a few more times, and repeated in disbelief: "You are Taoist Qin Ying?" ”

"The main owner is the same as rumored, he is a chief horn child." Another soldier sighed.

Qin Ying didn't show any emotion on his face, and still bowed his head and saluted: "The trail has entered." ”

"Let's go inside."

Walking on Suzaku Street, Qin Ying, who was about to go to Xuandu Temple, was down-to-earth because he had a letter of recommendation written by the Taoist Xuanshi on his body.

Xuandu Temple is located in Chongye Fang, across Suzaku Street and Daxingshan Temple.

It is not the fifteenth day of the first month, and the pilgrims are not endless, and the door of the Taoist temple is hidden.

She knocked lightly twice on the door and it opened.

Qin Ying didn't rush into the door, but bowed down and saluted: "Xiaodao Qin Ying, ask to see the master."

The two Dao boys who answered the door seemed to have such a famous name, but they were about the same height as themselves, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

"Daoist Qin? Your side please. "It's still the little road boy on the right who is smarter, so he put away his doubts first and lead the way.

Peach blossoms are planted all over the Xuandu Temple. It's April, and the crimson color on the trees is like colorful clouds.

The breeze was blowing, and the peach petals were falling in a flutter. There is a place of fragrant flowers, and the beautiful land is not like the world.

When Qin Ying passed by the colorful scenery, he was reluctant to look away.

The little Taoist boy who answered the door took Qin Ying into a small room. There is a wooden door in the small room, which is divided by layers.

"The Lord is still meditating, Daoist Qin waits." Xiao Daotong served a cup of tea for Qin Ying and respectfully withdrew.

Qin Ying knew in his heart that the outside of this small room was used by the viewer to entertain guests, and the inside was used by the viewer to meditate on himself.

In a few moments, the wooden door of the small room was opened.

Out of the inner room is a person who is not confused.

He was dressed in a moon-white middle robe, and he was simply draped in a dark Taoist robe outside, and his gestures were very dignified.

Sitting opposite Qin Ying, listening to her intentions, and reading the letter of recommendation written by Dao Xuanshi, he smiled and said:

"Daoist Qin doesn't have to take any letter of recommendation. After all, your name has spread all over the Fang City of Chang'an City. Just by virtue of your name, now all the avenues are willing to let you place orders. ”

Qin Ying couldn't help but laugh and said, "It turns out that the matter on the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival has spread. ”

The viewer took a sip of tea and said, "As a person in charge, you don't know yet. The teahouses in the East and West markets have already told countless jokes about the events of that day. Anyone who has been to the East and West Markets is not immune to the contamination of this teahouse. ”

These words will lift her up to heaven. Qin Ying accompanied him to say a few words haha, and turned away without leaving a trace:

"A few days ago, Xiaodao heard from the Taoist Master that the Lord has the ability to judge people's good fortune and evil. Today, Xiaodao has the honor to meet the viewer, please ask the viewer if he can count the trail. ”

The viewer took a chessboard and a straw jar from behind him.

"Grab a handful of chess pieces and throw them on the chess floor to show the poor road."