Chapter 22: Three People Get Together and Have Different Thoughts (2)

Puya's throat stalked, Fang remembered Fadu's stubble, and vaguely remembered that Jingluan told her that Fadu wanted to stay Yunyun. But when did you summon the testimonies to me?

With a light thought, she turned her eyes to look at Jingluan again.

Jingluan had already turned around when he heard the maid say the word "Fadu", and looked at Shang Puya's inquiring gaze, and said urgently: "It's not me, maybe the guards misunderstood the queen's wishes and brought the monk to meet the queen!" This is true, but there is still some prevarication. If it weren't for his hints from Xiao Jingluan, how could the always cautious guard be misguided?

Pu Ya tacitly understood all this, but smiled helplessly: "In this world, only you dare to disobey me!" The almost inaudible sound was like a shallow sigh, and it was soft to the touch as it slid past the heart.

In the faint light, Jingluan stopped talking, straightened his body to Puya's side, and raised his hand to straighten the corners of his messy robe.

Puya turned his eyes and told the maid to summon the soothsayer, and at the same time raised his hand and motioned for the monk to come in.

Fa Du walked steadily, and bowed down to the palace man who led the way. When he walked through the depths and entered the gorgeous inner hall of brilliant colors, his expression was still indifferent, and he didn't seem to be very interested in the extravagant atmosphere in his eyes: "Amitabha." "First to the queen folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, and then the chin was slightly and the lips were opened and closed.

Puya leaned over to him, and when she saw him reciting scriptures and looking focused, she couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing?" "Putting aside the Jingluan on the side, Ye Bu is a few steps closer to the law.

"Chant the vows." When Fadu heard this, he said, "All kinds of praise for the benefactor." "The voice is calm.

"Phew!" Puya's heart was stunned, but she didn't resent this monk who was a little pretentious and behaved a little strangely, it seemed that every time she saw him, she would be aroused with a touch of heartfelt interest, "I detained you and hindered you from moving forward to follow your Buddha's footsteps, but you still pray for me, a wicked person?" Dai raised her eyebrows and covered her lips. This man is really strange, unless his prayers are not genuine.

Jingluan also retracted that fluttering mood, his eyes fixed on the wandering monk Fadu in this Han land, and was also aroused by the back-and-forth dialogue between Fadu and the queen.

Fadu bowed: "There is a cloud in the scriptures, 'When the Buddha and all the monks of the ten directions, they all first wish for the benefactor's parents for the seventh generation, meditate and make determination, and then receive food'. After a pause, the Adam's apple moved again, "Nowadays, the queen treats the poor monks so much, fasts and helps the poor monks, provides food and clothing for the poor monks, and assists the poor monks to practice, how can the poor monks not feel grateful in their hearts?" Sing scriptures for the queen to pray for blessings. "The eyes are sincere, and they are scorched by the warm sun.

Such words sounded really novel, and following that touch of fun, Pu Ya got up, put his jade hand on the forearm of Jingluan walking beside him, and walked all the way to Fadu: "You really have a little meaning...... Ahem, why bother? "Soft eyes, red lips slowly, "from the Han land to my Linchang, I have to keep walking, how far I count......" When he spoke, he raised his chin and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking seriously, and soon looked at him again, "You are so religious, can your Buddha know?" "It's still a joke.

Fadu Wenran: "Our shijie is a lotus flower, and we are born in a lotus; This dream is like this, but all the joys, sorrows, and joys are taken seriously. Turning his eyes and looking at the thoughtful Jingluan, "The Buddha was silently watching outside the lotus flower, and he knew everything about our every move, every thought and every thought, and he couldn't miss the slightest thing." ”

It was clearly a peaceful voice, but Jingluan's mind was certain, and he suddenly had a faint feeling of smelling the breath of cause and effect. He is different from Puyamedo, and he is also a Han Chinese, and he naturally resonates with a set of theories expounded by Fadu.

But Puya, who grew up in the desert, is not very able to understand, she will only feel novelty, but at least she does not resist, it is still a Buddha.

Pu Ya looked sideways, and her thin eyebrows were raised again, and she was about to open her mouth, but suddenly she saw the maid from behind the curtain and bowing sideways.

She turned her eyes to inquire, and the maid was ordered to enter, and bowed to Puya and Jingluan in turn, and then raised her eyes and humbly: "The soothsayer has arrived." "Just now Puya summoned the sorcerer of divination, and the soothsayer came neatly and did not slack off.