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The people who were watching from all over the main hall of the Temple of Mercy and Grace gradually gathered into the hall, and the temple suddenly seemed much quieter.

Gao Yang stood at the door of the inner courtyard fixedly, his thin body stubbornly erect, refusing to move a step. The little girl on the side shrunk and hid under the Bodhi tree on the side, thinking that Gao Yang had been accumulating power for a long time, she didn't dare to make a sound, so she just waited quietly on the side.

The two gray-clothed monks glanced at each other, shook their heads slightly, lowered their eyebrows and pronounced the Buddha's name, and retreated into the door to avoid the snow.

After about a cup of tea, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from inside the backyard door, as if in a hurry, and they were kicking towards the door.

Gao Yang's backwater-like eyes gradually shone brightly, and the paleness of his face seemed to appear bloody at this moment, as beautiful and bright as the cherry blossoms blooming in spring, his lips were slightly pursed, and his hands under the long sleeves were pinched stiffly, and his bones were white.

The courtyard door squeaked open.

A gray-clothed monk about eight or nine years old poked his head out.

"Which one is the Gaoyang benefactor?"

"I am, you are ......"

Gao Yang looked at the little monk in front of him a little stunned, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet, the corners of his lips that seemed to be crooked, and he still seemed to be smiling, but the smile looked so fragile and panicked, and even with a hint of flattery and humility.

"Donor! The master ordered enlightenment to convey a word to the donor. The little monk squinted and laughed, and went out of the courtyard to make a mockery to Gao Yang.

He was an orphan, and he had not been with him for long, but he had always been gentle and attentive to him, and he had great respect for him in his heart, and he was always happy to send him out to do things.

"Please!" Gao Yang barely held on to his crumbling body, took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.

The avoidance of the debate machine made Gao Yang tremble like falling into an ice cave, afraid that this little monk was saying what he was afraid of, but he was afraid that he had missed something. It's really two heavens of ice and fire, double the torment!

"Master said: When the spring is dry, the fish are on the land, wet with each other, and foam at each other, so it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes."

The little monk said this according to the gourd drawing, and was about to turn around and enter the door, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Gao Yang's complexion change sharply.

The sunken cheeks, which had already been emaciated, were now a dead gray, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, and there were no tears in his eyes, but he looked gray and dying.

Knowing that he is still young, such a sentence is the head of the way, but where do you know the deep meaning? Seeing Gao Yang like this, he thought that he had done something wrong, so he took a step back in fright, and looked left and right at the two gatekeepers beside him.

"Enlightenment! You go in! The senior brother on the right hand was a little unbearable, and whispered to enlightenment.

"Forgotten in the rivers and lakes? Forget each other in the rivers and lakes! Debate! Gao Yang's body shook slightly, as if he would fall down at any time, and he murmured softly.

"You actually talk to me about Zhuangzi? Debate! You actually talked to me about Zhuangzi! ”

Gao Yang's eyes instantly burst out with a fierce color, and he stretched out his hand to push away the little girl who was going to hold her up, and her voice became more and more poignant.

"Haha! You talk to me about Zhuangzi! Hahaha...... Good! Debate! Hello! ”

With a terrible burst of wild laughter, Gao Yang bent down with laughter, his hand clutching the placket of his chest, and the sound of wheezing was clearly audible.

"Princess!" The little girl whispered in fear on the side.

She has seen Gao Yang's majesty in the mansion a lot, but it is the first time she has seen her look like crazy.

She is not the most intimate attendant around Gao Yang, but it is just because the grandmothers and girls waiting around Gao Yang refuse to indulge her anymore this time, Gao Yang really has no choice, so he picked her to follow him.

"Go home!"

Gao Yang, who gradually lowered his laughter and slowly stood up, looked coldly at the inky courtyard door in front of him, stretched out a hand and handed it to the little girl, signaling her to help.

Wu was standing at the gate of the courtyard at a loss, neither did he leave nor stay, Leng Buding was shocked by Gao Yang's gaze, and he only felt that he was immersed in ice water on a cold day, and he was frozen from head to foot.

"Donor, go slowly!" The two gray-clothed monks politely bowed.

The three of them looked at Gao Yang holding the little girl's hand, straightened their backs, and slowly walked out of the sight of the three.

"You just let her go?"

The merchant looked at the half-open courtyard door from a distance for a moment, and suddenly turned around.

Under the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard, I don't know when there was a monk in red who stood with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but the monk's robe was wide and wide, and a gust of wind blew, and I saw that the monk's robe attached to the body showed a skeleton like a skeleton, and the whole person was terrible and thin.

"Zhuangzi Cheng doesn't deceive me."

The snow fell on the flaming red monk's robe, and it melted in an instant, without a trace. The monk standing under the tree seemed to be on fire, exuding an aura of absolute determination.

"Debate! Don't mess with me about these mysteries! The merchant snorted dissatisfiedly.

Although it is just a luxury to have lovers in the world who eventually become dependents, she is really uncomfortable to see such two lovers finally become strangers.

When she came in to find a debate, although she knew in her heart that their relationship was not tolerated by the world and it was extremely difficult to achieve a positive result, she was not holding some luck in her heart.

I hope that these two people can be like Li Mo and her, and now they can finally look at each other and support each other.

But all of this was broken by the debate, what was this Zhong Lingyuxiu man thinking in his heart?

"Donor! The master is still waiting for you! ”

The debater chuckled and shook his head, since he had made a decision, he would not look back even if it was a hell waiting for him! As long as...... As long as...... That person can do well!

If it weren't for him, it wouldn't be difficult to think about, right?

After a final glance at the closed courtyard door, the debate machine followed the businessman who wanted to stop talking and walked into the meditation room where Xuanzang lived, and gently closed the door.

Xuanzang's meditation room is as messy as before, all kinds of scriptures are piled up on the desk, the side of the feet, the whole meditation room is difficult to find even a place to stay, the only clean and tidy place is the meditation bed against the wall, a bed and a half new and not old mattress meticulously stacked on the inside of the bed,

The waiting monk knocked on the door, brought in a charcoal basin, and thoughtfully lowered the wide open window, leaving a vent, and the originally cold room was warmed up.

The merchant looked around the meditation room, sighed helplessly at the mess, and casually pulled out a spring stool and sat down.

Xuanzang touched his head a little embarrassed, he was too involved in sorting out the scriptures and forgot the time, and originally planned to clean up the house before the merchants came.

"What is the matter with the master looking for a merchant?" The merchant was not polite to him, and went home early after finishing it earlier, this monk temple is about penance, but it is not as comfortable as the boudoir in her kitchen.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a small apprentice's work, and the poor monk should say thank you!" Xuanzang smiled politely and sat down opposite the businessman, his bookish face revealing some honesty.

"I didn't do anything, it's just his luck, the emperor and those Qingliu in the court happen to be busy with other things these days, so I let him go." The merchant waved his hand indifferently.

Xuanzang said with a serious face: "Debate! Come here and thank Lord Su! ”

The debater stood up silently, bundled his clothes, and walked in front of the merchant to bow down.

"What is this?" The merchant was startled, and hurriedly stood up and avoided the side.

"How old am I? Worship me like this, isn't Master Xuanzang thinking that I will lose my life? ”

"Don't waste your courtesy!" The debate machine said solemnly: "I dare not thank you for the grace of life!" Please don't excuse yourself! ”

"Master! If this is all there is to it today, then the merchant should not have come! Shang Shang rolled his eyes and chuckled: "If the master insists on thanking me, Shang Shang has an idea." ”

Xuanzang saw that Shang Shang insisted on not accepting it, and he was no longer reluctant, so he waved his hand at the debate machine and motioned for him to sit down.

"Donor, please speak!"

"Then the merchant is welcome!" Shang Shang looked at Xuanzang with a solemn face and couldn't help but smile.

"The master previously handed over the Buddhist protector to Shang Shang by letter, and said: Shang Shang is a person who has exclusive luck for a thousand years, but I don't know how to explain this?"

As soon as Shang Shang finished speaking, he looked at Xuanzang's eyes, not for a moment.

"This ......" After listening to the businessman's question, Xuanzang's expression was a little uncomfortable.

It's not that he doesn't want to tell Shang Shang, it's that even he hasn't understood the joints in it, and if he talks nonsense, he is afraid that there will be a leak in the future and cause complaints, and he will lose the name of Buddhism Dafa.

"Master, what's the inconvenience?" Shang Shang knew in her heart, thinking that Xuanzang had something inconvenient to say, but she couldn't figure it out.

Is it really the so-called "heavenly machine cannot be leaked?" ”

"There is no inconvenience in this matter, it's just ......" Xuanzang paused, and finally spoke: "At the beginning, the old man looked at the face of the donor, and asked for the rehearsal of the donor's birthday, and after several calculations, I am sure that the donor's luck is long, and it can reach a thousand years later, but there are some joints that are unknown. ”

"Oh? What is the joint? Shang Shang looked at Xuanzang curiously, and even the debate machine couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity on his face.

"It is said that this luck changes with life, old age, sickness and death, and the wonder of the donor's luck is that it actually reaches a thousand years." Xuanzang paused, and said: "Even the fortune of the Tang Dynasty is far less stable and prosperous than the fortune of the donor!" ”

Xuanzang's last sentence was spoken, and the faces of the businessmen and debaters present changed greatly.

Now it is the rise of the national strength of the Tang Dynasty, a thriving image, but Xuanzang said this, if the emperor of the dynasty knows, it will be a big disaster!

"This ...... But where does this begin? The merchant laughed.

As a person of later generations, of course she knows that the Tang Dynasty has only been passed down for two or three hundred years, and there are more than 20 emperors, but if you want to say that the prosperity of the country and the strength of the country are also a handful, according to Xuanzang's statement, isn't she stronger than the Tang Dynasty?

The debate machine on the side was also shocked. Shang Shang's face was strange, he had also heard the master talk about it, but he never expected that there would be such a surprising thing in it, and he couldn't help but look at the next thing that the master was waiting for him.

"The so-called luck is born with life, and it is destroyed with death, and the poor monks cannot understand it, that is, the donor's luck can affect as far as a thousand years, which ...... The poor monk is really ......"

The more Xuanzang spoke, the quieter his voice became, as if he didn't even believe it.

"Then according to you, my luck endures, that is, I will live for a thousand years? Am I not a monster then? The merchant was not shocked and laughed, but felt ridiculous in his heart.

Xuanzang actually said such a thing, which really made her a little unsure whether to cry or laugh!

Looking at the disdain on the face of the businessman, Xuanzang's face was also embarrassed, and he said twice, and finally said like a gnat: "Although my Buddhism is not long-term, but this luck has never made a mistake, if you don't believe it, you can go to Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang to see what the solution is!" ”

Having said that, the dissatisfaction on his face is obvious, thinking that this master is still quite a bit of a mustard for the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, if Shang Shang really goes to find these two people, I am afraid that the first one who is not angry is him!

Shang Shang smiled and shook his head.

That's it! That's it! I've been bothering myself for so long, I never thought it would be like this, it's really funny! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )