The walls of Zhuyan tiles are like red makeup, the golden dragon is carved with Optimus Prime, the white jade is paved like snow, and the silk and satin are all over.

As soon as I entered the Shen Mansion, I felt that the grandeur of the courtyard suddenly reduced a lot of grandeur. Just stepping on the stone path under your feet, which is inlaid with crystal clear and round jade, is full of luxury.

On both sides of the stone path, there were two rows of domestic servants, more than dozens of people, all the way to the entrance of the main living room.

The manservant has thick arms and muscles, and he must be a nurse, just by standing upright, it is enough to see that all of them are practicing families, like tall pine trees, standing still.

The section of the living room by the main hall is full of maids.

The face is green, and the slight rouge is smeared, and the complexion is more white and pure.

The black hair is coiled on both sides, standing respectfully on both sides, ** the slightly exposed breasts, which makes people feel the softness of women, like a stream of water flowing gently through the heart.

This short road can give people two completely different feelings, like power but not anger, tenderness like water.

Everyone in the world knows that the Shen family in Jinling is rich and rivals the country, but when they are immersed in the scene, they feel that the luxury of the Shen Mansion is by no means something that can be described in words.

"Master Kuzen, the Buddha is here, and the humble house is shining, which is really the blessing of the ancestors of the Shen family. Shen Lang arched his hand and said, "It's almost dusk, prepare some vegetarian food, and chat to fill your hungry stomach." ”

"Amitabha!" Kuzen said with his hands together, "Lord Shen has the heart to seek Buddha, and the old monk can't refuse, if he is disturbed, he will take care of it." ”

The three of them entered the west wing of the main living room together.

The room is very simple, four or five plates of dishes have been placed on the sandalwood square table, four sandalwood chairs correspond to each other, and the incense burner on the square table is curling, like jasmine fragrance, and like fragrant wood leaves are pure.

The three of them sit separately, the servants serve with tea, the water is light and slightly green, and when the light is poured, the water vapor fills the house.

"The best dragon beard!" Ku Chan smiled slightly, "It is worthy of the Jinling Shen Mansion, all of which are extremely rare, and the old monk is full of blessings today." ”

"Master, a living Buddha outside the world, also knows these mundane things?" Shen Lang said.

"Hehe, if you want to cross the world, you must first enter the world, and if you want to cross people, you must first be people. "If you don't know the greed of the world, how can you quit the greed of the world?"

"Prayer for advice. Shen Lang said.

"This West Lake dragon beard, this belongs to the best dragon well, just picked when the dew and frost fall, the most tender stamen leaves two or three, and then carefully selected one, only take the middle finger cover size of the young leaves. Kuzen said, raising the tea to take a sip, "The selection time must be short, while the dew is not dry, fry it over high heat, and bake the sweetness and fragrance of the morning dew in the fine leaves, so as to have such a sweet and endless aftertaste." ”

"That's true!" Shen Lang clapped his hands and praised, "Master, it's really a famous expert." ”

"The life of man is nothing more than three full meals, thirsty and moistened throat. "Bitter Zen Dao," even if it is a table of delicacies, it is just a selfish desire, in vain to comfort. ”

The master also said that the beauty of this dragon beard tea is by no means comparable to clear water. Shen Lang said, "Even if it is to quench your thirst and taste delicious food, wouldn't it be more enjoyable?"

"Huh. Kuzen took the tea and drank it all.

Although Chong Yu doesn't know how to use the tea ceremony, when he communicated with Wu Yuyin before, he also understood a truth, good things need to be tasted slowly, if it is a grunt, it is a waste.

Kuzen naturally knows how to taste tea, and tastes the wonders, so that after drinking it all, he has been able to restrain his inner selfish desires.

Even if it is a top-quality tea, it is only thirsty.

"Master, your real name is well deserved. Shen Lang took the tea in his hand, took a sip, and said, "It's hard for me to give up, so I can only be a layman." ”

Shen Lang said, took another sip, and drank the small tea, and there was still half of the tea left.

"As long as the donor has the heart of the Buddha, sooner or later he will get the right result, and it is not a moment. "Bitter Zen Dao," Buddhism is open to the world, and there is no time to close, but if the world lets go of desires, you can enter the Buddha at any time. ”

Shen Lang has been smart since he was a child, his family is rich, and he has been taught by famous masters since he was a child, whether it is the Four Books and Five Classics, Miscellaneous Treatises, and Buddhism Yin and Yang, he can be said to be proficient in the chest.

With such a few words, I can't cope with clever arguments, but it's really better to understand than to be fine.

Chong Yu was already extremely hungry, and he was not as noble as Shen Lang, nor did he have the realm of a great Zen master, so he devoured it and opened up to eat.

Whether you are jade fat white jade tofu, Buddha crispy bamboo shoots, or sheep mushroom and mushroom stew, it is better to fill your stomach.

The bitter Zen master chewed slowly, looking at the eating appearance of the feathers, but felt that this kid was really surprising, and the Buddha fate was not shallow.

"Master Shen, look at this young man, he has a Buddha fate. Kuzen smiled, "The delicacies on your table are no different from coarse tea and light rice for us, and they are really tyrannical." ”

"Don't tight, don't tight. Shen Lang said implicitly, "If you can make the two of you go to the mansion to teach, what is the pity of this table of food, if the two of you don't dislike it, even if you live in the mansion for ten days and a half months, the younger generation will be happy." ”

"Today's disturbance is already inconvenient, if Master Shen wants to inform the Dharma, he can go to Guiyuan Temple to work together, and he will definitely benefit a lot. Kuzen politely refused.

"With this opportunity, he will go to the temple one day to ask for advice. Shen Lang responded.

The meal is full, and the tea is more than three rounds.

Shen Lang finally couldn't hold it back, Kuzen had already rejected himself with his words, and if he didn't say it again, he would have no chance.

"I invite you two to come to the humble house today, and there are two unclear points, and I hope to give you some advice. Shen Lang looked at the feather with his eyes and asked with a smile.

But it should not be planted.

Kuzen knew in his heart that this was the key, but seeing that Shen Lang was not asking himself, he had no choice but to close his eyes.

"I am the same age as my brother and I am very blessed. Shen Lang said, "Thinking of how old he is, he has the courage to respect his brother, and there have been rumors outside, and he is very confused about his brother, and he hopes that his brother will say it clearly." ”

The feathers are still not supposed to.

"Ni Clothes and Feathers!" Shen Lang continued, "It's really not in my brother's hands?"

"I gave it away. The feathers echoed.

"It seems to be the same as the rumors from the outside world. Although Shen Lang said this, there was disbelief in his eyes, "I heard that when I was planting a family slope, my brother gave a neon dress and feather coat to a woman, it seems that it is really a hero who is sad about the beauty." ”

The feathers are no longer due.

"The second thing is the disaster of the Qiushui Sect. Shen Lang said, "Since Xu Qiushui and the brothers fought in Zhuting, they knew that they were bored to fight back home, and the grudges in the rivers and lakes should have been paid off with blood, but most of the more than 130 people sent by Qiushui did not participate in the battle of Zhuting, and they died in vain, and they were indeed wronged." ”

"What do you mean?" Tan Yu asked rhetorically, "I destroyed the Qiushui Sect?"

"Xu Qiushui, the head of the Qiushui faction, has a bad character, but he has been friends with me for many years and can be regarded as half a friend. Shen Lang said, "Now that the Qiushui Sect has been wiped out, if I can't seek some justice for them, wouldn't I be an unrighteous person?"

"I don't know. "Seed Feather Road.

"Master Kuzen. Shen Lang turned his face to Kuzen and said, "The disaster of the Qiushui faction's annihilation must have nothing to do with the brothers, but does it have an indirect relationship?" No matter what you say, the Qiushui faction can be regarded as one of the three gangs and six factions in East Lake, and being destroyed in such an unknown way can be regarded as a slap in the face of the three gangs and six factions. ”

"When is the time for retribution? "Bitter Zen Path, "Of all kinds of bad karma, only the obstacle of killing is the most difficult to eliminate, the dead are dead, if the living are indulged in hatred, how is it different from the dead?"

"What the master said is very true. Shen Lang said, "Shen Lang is just a junior in the Douqi world, but many famous sects have a very close relationship with me, and the morality of the rivers and lakes cannot be abandoned. ”

"I don't know. Chong Yu responded this time, but his tone was hesitant and slow.

Who destroyed the Qiushui faction?

There is no doubt that Huang Suyun must have done it!

When Chong Yu heard Shen Lang say that the Qiushui faction was destroyed, he was already thinking about it in his heart, since the battle of Zhuting, Xu Qiushui retreated with a broken arm, and Huang Suyun had the thunderbolt smoke bomb of the Qiushui faction, which must have been taken from Xu Qiushui.

As for the killing of the disciples in the Qiushui Sect, it is also completely in line with the style of Mantuomen.

It's just that Huang Suyun is in the mantuomen, what kind of position he is in, the seed feather doesn't know.

"Okay. Shen Lang said, "Since the brothers don't know, then I won't ask." ”

After a burst of affectionate greetings, the two said goodbye to the Shen Mansion.

It was getting dark, but Kuzen insisted on leaving, after all, Guiyuan Temple is located in Nanjiang Prefecture, and there are still hundreds of miles away.

Fortunately, Shen Lang gave a good horse and a carriage, so that the coachman could sit with him, and Chong Yu and Kuchan sat in the carriage and hurried away at night.

Kuzen knew very well in his heart that although Chong Yu had already given the Ni Shang Feather Cloak to others, those who were bent on seeking the Ni Shang Feather Cloak might not believe it.

Along the way, you will inevitably encounter some trouble.

There are many dreams at night, so it's better to return to Yuan Temple as soon as possible.

In the end, it was a good horse of the horse, and after galloping all night, it arrived in the territory of Southern Xinjiang Prefecture.

By the time dawn, the three people and one carriage had already arrived at the foot of Guiyuan Mountain.

The coachman stayed up all night, yawning incessantly and his belly rumbling.

The Kuzen master breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, meditated all night, and did not dare to fall asleep, but he did not expect that there would be nothing to do along the way, so when he arrived at the foot of the Buddha Mountain, he was relieved.

"Master, it's better to eat something early and then go up the mountain. The coachman was blindfolded.

"It's fine. "Bitter Zen responded.

The mountain road to Guiyun Mountain is steep and dangerous, and the carriage cannot go up, so it is better to fill some stomach and increase some physical strength. The carriage stopped in front of the roadside shop, and the three of them sat around the table.

Three bowls of gruel, five round cakes.

The coachman must have not eaten last night, grabbed the round cake and devoured it, and just ate a round cake, his face was as blue as a tomato.

The coachman did not show anything unusual, drank the gruel in a big gulp, and picked up another round cake and ate it.

Kuzen had only eaten half of it, and when he looked at the coachman's unbelievable appearance, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Poisonous!"

The coachman smiled and fell on the table.