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Yu Xi's head exploded with a bang, and he didn't know how to answer. It was quiet, but unusually noisy, and she didn't know what she had said, so she walked up the steps and shouted one after another. But she never saw him come out, she ran through the halls like crazy, ran away from a shoe, and didn't even realize it.

She stood under a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree like a lost soul, with thousands of red ribbons floating in the wind, constantly caressing her long hair like ink.

"Donor?"

"Donor?"

"Donor?" Yu Xi came back to her senses in a daze, and the tears on her face were not dry. He clasped his hands together and saluted, "Master, my child is lost, and you ...... See? ”

Before he could finish speaking, tears flowed down again.

"Donor, is the child you are looking for a boy wearing a red belly pocket and yellow pants?"

Yu Xi was dazed with a hint of joy, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes!" ”

Xiao Shami recited the Buddha's name and said, "The little donor is listening to the uncles in the backyard, and the master is afraid that you are in a hurry, so I will report it." He looked at her feet again and said, "No matter how anxious the donor is, it is better to put on your shoes first, this bluestone road will inevitably catch a cold, and the cold will start from your feet." ”

Yu Xi wiped away her tears, and then noticed that her shoes were held by a little monk next to the monk and handed over. Yu Xi clasped her hands together, and said happily on her face: "There is little Master Lao." ”

The little monk grinned, but he was only eight or nine years old, and he stood behind the monk.

Yu Xi followed the two to the backyard, and saw that there was indeed a small child sitting there decently, holding his chin with both hands, listening extremely seriously. When Yu Xi saw such a scene, he couldn't wait to go up and beat him again. It's just that there are too many people to start. I walked up to him and looked at him for a long time before I could barely calm my anger.

Sitting down next to him, Mo Xi saw that it was his mother who came, and leaned on her arms.

Yu Xi patted him lightly on the back, only to feel that if her son was lost at this moment, she would never be able to live anymore. I silently recited the Buddha's name in my heart, and when I looked up again, I only heard one person in the crowd say: "I heard that Nan Wu implies the beginning of cultivation." South, away, the heart is on fire, and if there is none, the fire is extinguished. Honesty and cultivation, silence and observance, self-denial, and kindness. I just don't know, what is the solution of refuge? ”

Only then did Yu Xi notice that on the top of the steps, there was a wide platform planted with green bamboo. At the place of the platform, there is a gray-clothed monk sitting cross-legged with his back straight, his back straight, and he looks at the past as if he has a sense of acquaintance. It turns out that there is a high monk saying here.

The old monk said, "Taking refuge is what I mean. The voice was ethereal and ethereal, and Yu Xi couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, and she really had a master here. It's just that I was in a hurry to come in, and I didn't pay attention to the name of the temple.

Yu Xi took a long breath and looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to see that this backyard was even more bamboo-keeping, and on the bluestone steps, there were a few fallen leaves, which was also elegant. At this time, the little guy looked up and saw his mother, his eyes were smiling, he rolled into her arms, and said in a milky voice: "Mother, I'm hungry, I want to eat grandma." ”

A cold sentence grabbed all the eyes of everyone, and Yu Xi's face was red with shame at the moment, and she couldn't wait to escape three feet away. The little child refused to give up, and still shouted, "I want to eat grandma, I want to eat grandma." ”

Everyone saw a woman with the appearance of a girl in a country with a low eyebrows and a bowed head, her face was slightly smoky, naturally shy, and her body seemed to be surrounded by five-colored flowing clouds, which really looked like an immortal. couldn't help but inhale slightly, and said in his heart, whose lady is this, so young and stunning?

Yu Xi was so ashamed that she had to get up and pull Mo Xi up and leave.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving." Mo Xi rolled on the spot, but he had to stay. Yu Xi's teeth itched, and he really wanted to slap him.

Yuxi couldn't help him, only to hear the old monk above say again: "The childish is innocent, and the lady is blessed." ”

Everyone laughed, Yuxi had to sit down again, only glanced at the courtyard lightly, everyone only felt that this young woman was full of spring breeze, but they all seemed to be looking at themselves. Everyone was in a trance, not wanting a shy and timid woman to have such an aura.

The old monk smiled and said, "Speaking of cultivation, donors, I would like to ask you, if one day, a donor's mother goes out and is beaten and her head is bloody, how will you deal with it?" ”

Mo Xi grinned, and stopped crying, as if he was extremely interested in this question.

The little monk who came in just now peeked at the master and said tentatively: "Amitabha, at this time, just chant the Buddha's name and walk away." ”

When the crowd heard this, they couldn't stop laughing. The old monk smiled slightly, his eyes swept over everyone, and only one person laughed: "The eldest husband is a man who behaves for people, of course, he stands up to the sky and protects the family, if my mother is bullied like this, of course I will beat them all over the ground to find teeth!" As he spoke, he shook his fist, and there were a few in the crowd who agreed in favor.

Another person said: "Pull the two apart first, and then report to the manager to know, and see how the official family handles it?" ”

Another person said, "Since they are all cultivators, everyone is a Buddha, so I will go up and persuade them." ”

Someone else retorted: "What if it is a very vicious person, and they are not willing to listen to you?" ”

The one in front said, "If you don't listen to persuasion, I'll let him beat me, not my mother." ”

The man in the back laughed and said, "The premise is that the person will listen to you?" ”

The man in front of him said, "How do you know if you don't listen without trying?" ”

The man in the back laughed: "If you were really reasonable, you wouldn't have beaten your mother......"

The two quarreled like this, and they didn't let go of each other, and they both felt that they were reasonable. At this time, the old monk suddenly turned around and asked Mo Xi with a smile, "What do you think of this little benefactor?" “

Yuxi patted Mo Xi, lowered her head and asked with a smile, "Xi'er, what do you think, if my mother is beaten." ”

When the little guy heard this, he slapped his little fist and said, "I'll just take the sword, split them, split once, recite a sentence of Amitabha, split a sword, and then recite a sentence of Amitabha, what's so difficult about this?" ”

Everyone laughed, and so did the old monk. When everyone dispersed, the old monk walked down slowly. Yu Xi saw that he had a childish face and crane hair, and he looked so elegant. Filled with admiration, he bowed.

The old monk raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "When I met the donor, the donor was only six or seven years old. Now that there are even small donors, time flies. ”

Yu Xi's heart moved, and then she looked at his appearance carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's you?" Your old man...... How did you become a monk here? ”

The old monk smiled slightly, and walked ahead to lead the way, "The dust edge is broken, and the old man has been here for ten years. ”

(To be continued.) )