Jia Luo and his mother, Mrs. Cui, fled all the way to the Guangming Temple, but Yuwen Hu had already calculated and ordered the monks in the temple not to take in people of unknown origin tonight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mrs. Cui often came to the Guangming Temple to worship the Buddha, and also donated a lot of money, cloth and food, these monks naturally recognized them, and they understood that Yuwen Hu wanted them to turn them away.

"Donor, forgive the poor monk for being rude, I can't take you in!" The abbot himself came out and looked embarrassed.

"You...... You monks are so unreasonable, my mother worships you a lot on weekdays, and raises you to be fat and fat, but at this critical time, she turns her face and doesn't recognize people? Garo angrily pointed his horsewhip at the abbot.

The abbot expressed the grievances in his heart: "Miss Jia Luo, the poor monk is also for the sake of the monks of the whole temple, how can you see the sword and blood in the pure place of Buddhism." Besides, if you use a lot of swords here and hurt innocent monks, I'm afraid Mrs. Cui will not be happy in her heart, right? ”

The words of the abbot of the city government made Mrs. Cui embarrassed, and the compassionate Mrs. Cui really couldn't bear to hurt the innocent, so she turned the horse's head: "Jialuo, the abbot is right, let's go!" ”

Just as Mrs. Cui turned her horse's head and was about to leave, a mellow and rich voice came from behind: "Mrs. Cui, slow down!" ”

Jia Luo and Mrs. Cui turned around and saw that the person was Master Huiyuan, and they saw that the master had a long beard and walked up to Mrs. Cui with extraordinary steps: "Amitabha, since it is fate, why do you have to leave in such a hurry?" ”

Mrs. Cui and Jia Luo dismounted, and Mrs. Cui folded her hands and saluted: "I've seen the master, I can't hide it, our mother and daughter came to the treasure land by Yuwen Hu, and I am afraid that it will affect the monks of the temple, so we can't stay for a long time!" ”

"Mrs. Cui is really compassionate!" He said to the monks behind him: "You and other cultivators often say that you want to benefit all sentient beings, but today there are people who need to cross the calamity, why do you want to stop them? ”

The abbot stepped forward and said: "The master doesn't know, Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu has already sent someone to warn him, you must not take in any idle people tonight, if you disobey, I am afraid of a bloody disaster!" ”

Master Huiyuan said: "In the short period of time I have been practicing in Guangming Temple, I have often seen people sent a lot of donations from the Great Sima Mansion. ”

The abbot said: "Master, the dispute between the Yuwen clan and the Dugu clan has been going on for a long time, and it was doomed to this catastrophe in the future as early as nine years ago. We are monastics, and we don't have to worry about this worldly thing! ”

"Hahaha!" Master Huiyuan said with a smile: "The abbot keeps saying that he doesn't care about the world, but he knows the world well, isn't it duplicity?" If you don't ask about the world, you can't tell the Yuwen clan or the Dugu clan, when you come here, you have a hard time asking for each other, how can you refuse people thousands of miles away? If the Buddha knew it, wouldn't he be disgusted that the practice was not true? ”

Master Huiyuan's words made the abbot speechless for a while, hesitated for a long time, and ripped off the last fig leaf: "The master is a wandering monk, and he is not qualified to ask about the internal affairs of the temple, and please go back to rest, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face, and even the master will not stay!" ”

Seeing the two monks arguing, Mrs. Cui, who was anxious, said, "The two masters don't have to quarrel for our mother and daughter, let's just go!" ”

Saying that, he and Jia Luo got on their horses and were about to leave, but Master Huiyuan said: "Mrs. Cui stays, the poor monk has a hiding place, please come with me!" ”

Master Huiyuan led the way in front and left the Guangming Temple together. After walking about three or five miles, I heard the sound of killing behind me, and when I looked back, the fire outside the Guangming Temple was all over the sky.

"Not good! Guangming Temple is in trouble! Mrs. Cui said.

"If there is trouble, there is also a crime that is deserved, why should my mother make such a fuss!" Jia Luo also had some schadenfreude in his heart, who let these bald asses be so rude to their mother.

"We're here!" Master Huiyuan groped in the dark.

These are two thousand-year-old trees, each trunk is so thick that it takes six or seven people to hug each other, and these two ancient trees are like a thousand-year-old husband and wife. In the middle of this ancient tree, a thatched hut was built. The thatched hut is covered with vines and foliage, and if you don't pay attention, you can't really make out the sight.

"How can there be a room like this, it's so fun!" Jia Luo felt very curious, so he went in first: "Mother, come quickly, it's so cool here!" ”

Master Huiyuan said: "This is a thatched hut built by a poor monk when he was young, and occasionally he will rest here for a few days when he comes back from wandering, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today, Mrs. Cui, please!" ”

Mrs. Cui thought for a while: "Thank you Master Huiyuan for your kindness, please take care of the little girl!" ”

Garo had a premonition: "Mother, what are you going to do?" ”

Master Huiyuan understood that Mrs. Cui was going to save those monks: "Although the poor monks don't know why Yuwen Hu is chasing your mother and daughter, I think it must be for the sake of the country, Madame, you have to think about it, it is important to save the monks of this temple, or to save the people of the world!" ”

"It's not much, it's just about the order, besides, these people are provoked by our mother and daughter, we can't let innocent people die in vain because of us!" Mrs. Choi was about to get on her horse, but she was whistled by Galuo, and the red horse returned to Galuo's side.

Jia Luo grabbed the reins tightly: "Mother, I won't let you go, those monks deserve even if they die, where are they cultivators, they are obviously snobbish who are lazy and love money!" What is there to be sorry for! ”

Mrs. Cui said: "Jialuo, no matter how others treat us, we can't afford others. Although they are cultivators, they are also flesh-and-blood commoners, and it is understandable that they are afraid of power. After all, people's hearts must be good, and I believe that they also have a last resort! ”

Jia Luo couldn't help his mother's paranoia: "I don't care, I just won't let you go, I'll be left with my mother who loves me and loves me!" ”

Mrs. Cui stroked Jia Luo's head: "Child, after all, one day you will grow up, if your mother is reluctant to live today, the rest of your life will be worse than death." Do you remember the catastrophe in our family nine years ago? The pain of life and death, my mother deeply experienced, as if falling into hell. If you can save these monks, it can be regarded as a complete mother's merit! ”

Mrs. Cui said that, she was about to turn around and walk away, Master Huiyuan said: "Madame's loving heart, the old man is deeply in awe, and the poor monk goes with Madame!" ”

As soon as Madame Cui and Master Huiyuan turned around, they saw Jia Luo riding a red training horse and galloping away from them. Jia Luo said: "Mother, they just want this letter, if you give it to them, you will definitely let go of all the ways of life!" (To be continued.) )