Although Yunyin Temple is not as famous as Renyuan Temple, it is also a century-old temple, pilgrims do not say all over the world, and it is also a famous temple known to every household in the Huaihe River. Especially the abbot Wukong's unsigning, I don't know how many people want it.

It is said that the abbot of Wukong chooses an unknown pilgrim to sign every fifteenth day of the new year. This sign can seek a future, marriage, blessings and misfortunes, hopes, and family homes...... Therefore, this ten lottery per month has become the target of everyone's competition.

Ke Xiyuan secretly felt that this abbot of Wukong seemed to know how to collect money better than the money-greedy old monk in his own family. The most famous thing in Lichen is the peace charm, and this Wukong seems to be more in line with everyone's hearts here.

Who doesn't want to know the blessings and misfortunes in advance? In this regard, this abbot of Wukong is indeed a wonderful person.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, Zhou Chenyu was busy settling down the accompanying Imperial Forest Army, and Ke Xiyuan took his female dependents to the courtyard to sort out his bags, and he took Jiuhui to the main hall to ask for a signature. Before he begged for a sign, a little novice took Ke Xiyuan to the meditation room in the back hall, saying that the host was waiting here.

Ke Xiyuan is now holding a sign that has just been asked for in his hand, thinking about the abbot's introduction of his law name just now, he really wants to laugh.

In any case, the short and somewhat fat old monk in front of him cannot be grouped with the Monkey King in the mythical story.

Jiuhui looked at Ke Xiyuan's appearance and was secretly surprised, the master is usually not like this, and he doesn't know what's wrong. It didn't look like she was unhappy, and the officials didn't say anything that made her unhappy. However, as soon as the abbot of this Yunyin Temple spoke, his master had a clear smile. What's going on?

"Master Wukong. This is the sign I just asked for, and I ask the abbot to explain it. Although he knew that the abbot only solved ten sticks a month, he still wanted the master to be able to solve the doubts. ”。 Although he has thousands of years of advanced thoughts, he may miraculously live again, and still have memories, then he can't help but believe in some strange ghosts and gods. This trip, the future is uncertain, or ask for a sign to see. However, I just don't know if this monk will ask for a sky-high price?

Wukong took Ke Xiyuan's sign. He took out the signature in the bag behind him and handed it to Ke Xiyuan, "What does the donor want?" ”

Ke Xiyuan's eyes lit up. "Seek hope, and ask the master to explain." , spread out the signature in his hand, and saw that it read: Go to Dongsheng one day. 2nd day in the water; Spring breeze and air warmth. Rima entered the court.

"I shouldn't have made an exception for the donor, but since he was an old man's apprentice, the poor monk also made it convenient for the donor. The sign that the donor asked for was a good sign, but if he sought hope, the poor monk could only say that it was more inviting to meet here, and the dragon and snake were all over the world. Accompany you in your life, the clouds have ladders and water bridges. It is because of this line of war, although there is a quarrel of tongues. Or difficulties and obstacles, as long as there is courage and strategy. Don't be afraid that it won't happen. After speaking, Wukong recited a Buddha name.

"Thank you, Master, for signing the sign!" , Ke Xiyuan carefully folded the signed document and handed it to Jiuhui, then motioned for Jiuhui to take out the letter that had been prepared a long time ago, took it and handed it to Wukong, "Master, this is a letter from the family teacher." Since the dust has been mentioned, it is natural to take out the token.

Wukong took it, looked up and glanced at Ke Xiyuan, looked puzzled, and lowered his head again, "A monk like Master Chen, the poor monk never expected that he would accept female disciples." ”

This sounds a little uncomfortable at first glance, and it is not okay to use those rules and regulations to restrain a person from outside.

"Since the master is sincere to the Buddha, he must understand the truth of the equality of all beings. As far as Master is concerned, Master has the grace of teaching and teaching. Being a teacher for one day and a father for life does not mean that his other identities will change. There is nothing in itself, where to stir up dust. Master accepted me as a disciple because of fate, or I have the fate to cross the sea of suffering from Master in this life. Is there a rule in this world that death is or is not possible? I think what the master said is inevitably biased and misinterprets the teacher's sincere heart to the Buddha. Ke Xiyuan suddenly felt that the monk was actually very cute. Of course, it is to compare with the short and fat monk in front of him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has been concentrating on the Buddha for so many years, but he is not as clear as the benefactor. Fang Cai's words were wrong, and please don't blame the donor. For 7749 days, the poor monk arranged for the benefactor to pray for the Guanyin Temple, where the feng shui is the best, and the quietest, the most suitable. Wukong didn't read Chen's letter in front of Ke Xiyuan, but put it in his arms casually, and talked about the place of blessing in the future.

"That's very good. It's just that the younger generation has something to understand and wants the master to solve the puzzle. Ke Xiyuan doesn't care where the blessings are in the future, this time, she is just waiting for the golden cicada to come out of her shell, but it is very necessary to deal with the old monk in front of her.

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it." , Wukong put down the wooden fish stick and looked at Ke Xiyuan with his hands folded.

"When I heard that the embankment of the Huai River had burst, countless families were displaced. But the younger generation came all the way, but they didn't see any displaced people, and I don't know how these displaced people are settled now? Ke Xiyuan saw the good scenery of the Huai River, but he was also puzzled. Except for Xiaosheng, I will never see the color of depression along the way.

"What does the donor think there should be? Or rather, what does the donor want to see? Wukong looked at Ke Xiyuan with a subtle smile on his face, and there seemed to be wisdom in his eyes to see through it.

"It's just that I heard about the disaster along the way, and I thought that I also brought some softness with me, and I just wanted to do my best." , Ke Xiyuan is not sure whether this Wukong is a traitor or not, and he wants to test a thing or two.

"It's good that the donor has such intentions, but now the world is unclear, and many wicked people take advantage of this chaos to commit crimes. Poor monks are outsiders, and many things are inconvenient to start. If the donor has a heart, the poor monk can show the way to the donor. Wukong's expression has always maintained his usual expression, and Ke Xiyuan can't see what his plans are.

"When I first arrived, I naturally depended on the abbot for many things. The road is far away, and I am covered in dust, so I will go back to the meditation room to freshen up, and there will be an abbot in the future. Ke Xiyuan got up, and Jiuhui hurriedly supported her.

"Donor, rest well, I have instructed my disciples to send fasting over, Amitabha!" , Wukong closed his eyes, but he didn't say anything because Ke Xiyuan changed the topic.

Ke Xiyuan glanced at him a few times before turning to leave. In this first round, nothing was found. However, the dust said that the abbot of this Yunyin Temple is a very interesting person.

Ke Xiyuan couldn't help but sigh, did this master say that he was a friend of this monk or was it just to evaluate this person interestingly? He looked back at the closed door of the meditation room and pursed his lips, "Jiuhui, go back!" You will take the silver taels and donate sesame oil, remember my instructions. ”

"The slave knows, grandma rest assured!" , Jiuhui also vaguely knew that this trip was not so simple, but she was also happy because Ke Xiyuan did not avoid her. I thought in my heart that I had to talk about my own mouth, and I must take good care of my master, and there must be no mistakes. (To be continued......)