As the capital of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an occupies a large area, but in this vast area, there are only two mountains.

The reason why the two mountains are left is to serve as the station of Buddhism and Taoism in the capital, and it is also the connection between the Tang Dynasty and the two sects.

Taoism is Daokong Mountain, Buddhism is Buddha Yuan Mountain, has always been sparsely populated, prosperous Tang Dynasty, but there is no need for any sect to win people's hearts, but because of the face of the two sects, one on each side, leaving some not strong or weak support field......

Taoism and Buddhism are still very strong, although, Foyuan Mountain only has two top vajra fruit positions to support the field, and no one to provoke a commotion, the mountain is very clean, but today, from the top of the mountain down is the golden glow smoothly spreading, the nuns on the left, the monks on the right, two rows of bare-headed straight down standing, the scene is particularly grand.

And this grandeur lasted until midnight......

Buddha Yuan Mountain, the ancient Buddha hall.

Xue Ying'er was wearing a pale cyan monk's robe, standing in front of the temple gate, looking inside were statues with faces that could not be seen clearly, in different shapes, symbolizing the holy Buddha and Buddha of Buddhism, she just looked, passed the time, and waited for the night to continue to darken.

Xue Ying'er doesn't like the night, especially the dark night, which used to be her childhood nightmare.

When I was a child, I heard my mother say that my father was drinking and writing poems in the heavy rain, and when he drank and drank, he disappeared, which was a turning point in his mother's and his own life, and today is also a turning point, so Xue Ying'er asked the two hosts of the temple to wait, until the deepest midnight.

However, late at night, Xue Ying'er couldn't help but remember the first time she saw Baoyu Fa Wei, that time was her heart after tasting the fishy sweetness, and not long after, Baoyu broke the 300,000 Jinshi army in the autumn starry night, and it was really majestic.

Xue Ying'er couldn't help but smile, if Baoyu knew that she was watching from the side at that time, she would probably blush.

That kind of majesty, in my opinion, is not much different from a child's play......

"Purple Void, it's midnight. ”

A nun wearing a crimson monk's robe walked over, and with the nun came a monk who was also wearing a crimson robe.

The Buddhism of the Tang Dynasty is not divided into temples and nunnery, and it is impossible for this kind of thing to 'rob the teacher with poor monks'.

Purple Void?

Xue Ying'er paused for a long time before she remembered that this was her name after becoming a monk, and turned her face, smiling like a cherry blossom falling and swaying.

She walked into the ancient Buddha hall, knelt down on the futon in front of the immeasurable ancient Buddha in the center, pulled down the vermilion hairpin on her head, and her hair fell down sprinkled.

The hair is like the Milky Way, shining and shiny, and in the next moment, this hair is about to disappear, as if the troubles of life are also gone.

Cut off the green silk, too, cut off that obsession......

"All living beings are suffering seas, and the three thousand worlds are empty.

Cut off the green silk to survive the dust and come to my door with a smile. ”

The nun abbot groaned in a ghostly and empty tone, but he couldn't hide the feeling of excitement that was forcibly suppressed in it.

The one in front of her is Xue Ying'er, who is the descendant of that one's bloodline, and the strongest one among the three Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, Xue Ying'er has entered the Buddha's door, which is a great merit, and it is also a great merit of my Buddha!

The nun abbot's palm trembled a little, and he quickly picked up the razor, and then, impatiently, lifted Xue Ying'er's soft hair with his other hand......

Suddenly, a hand gently took Xue Ying'er's hair.

In this Buddhist hall that is not contaminated with dust and does not contaminate the vulgar dust, there is a sudden flutter of more than ten zhang long black hair, the wind is howling, and some people laugh softly:

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight.

When I get drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy ......"

Baoyu's hair will not be snow-white, and even doubt, even if he dies, will his hair wither and turn white?

It's not Baoyu's own hair, Baoyu's hand also gently brushed through Xue Ying'er's hair, twisted a white hair, and pulled it off.

And with Baoyu's chanting, the pure Buddha Yuan Mountain suddenly became more noisy, and hundreds of iron-boned scholars chanted in unison Baoyu's poem just now, and the lake of talent and qi flooded the entire mountain.

There were also two people, melodious and melodious and melodious stood behind the nun abbot and the monk abbot respectively, and the sword of the city was not easy to be half unsheathed.

"Don't shave, go back. ”

Baoyu said softly.

Xue Ying'er didn't nod or shake her head, raised her head, and quietly looked at the statue of the immeasurable ancient Buddha.

Baoyu followed and glanced over, the statue was very tall, dressed in black, so familiar that Baoyu's heart exploded, but he didn't have time to care about this, and continued: "Go back?"

Silence, long silence.

The monk abbot recited the 'Immeasurable Ancient Buddha', and smiled at Baoyu: "It turned out to be the star-picking Tianzun of Yamen, and the mighty old man of Tianzun saw it yesterday, and he was indeed the proud son of heaven......

Picking up the stars Tianzun, our Buddha is the fate of the mountain, and it is also the fate of walking, and everything is not forced. ”

This is soft, Chang'an has already experienced the devil's 'willfulness' once, Baoyu even dared to attack Li Yuanba, and said that it would be enough to kill, the monk abbot didn't want to provoke Baoyu, and looking at this posture, it was still the kind of provocation that never stopped.

The nun abbot's face was particularly complicated, she and the monk abbot were both the top Buddhist King Kong, and the strength of the two melodious brothers was equal.

To be honest, she doesn't like Baoyu!

Xue Ying'er is also a great merit that she can get by surprise, and as Xue Ying'er, she is not willing to give up......

"Star Picking Heavenly Venerable,"

The nun abbot took a step forward and said half-hard and soft: "That's right, it's fate to come, it's fate to go, Miss Xue Ying'er and my Buddhism have a fate, even if it is a bachelor Tianzun of Yamen, you can't forcibly give up this fate, right? ”

"Huh?"

Baoyu tilted her neck and looked over, her purple lips curled up in an exaggerated arc......

"Ben Tianzun said, this time the shaving, give up!"

"I'm Yamen Tianzun's order!

"I'm Yamen Tianzun's order!

"I'm Yamen Tianzun's order!

It was followed by three consecutive roars, and the lake suddenly collapsed, and countless monks and nuns were lifted off the mountain and stood in the air in embarrassment.

Hundreds of iron-boned maesters laughed along, Yamen's habit of doing things was incomparably elegant to his friends, and casual to his enemies, and they didn't mind playing a game of cat and mouse.

Xue Ying'er didn't look back, and her voice was colder: "Brother Bao, are you really enchanted?"

"Huh?"

Baoyu knew what Xue Ying'er meant, and she must have become a demon, but she didn't become a demon.

Becoming a demon only changed his identity, and entering the demon included being immersed in insidious and vicious physical and mental conditions, and he was no longer the previous Jia Baoyu, he was a completely different person, and it could be said that this person killed him.

Baoyu still wants the world to misunderstand, at this time, how can she tell Xue Ying'er the truth, seeing that Xue Ying'er has a trace of murder, she has no choice but to snort, and sits cross-legged on the futon next to her......

"Want to shave her?"

Baoyu pointed at Xue Ying'er and snorted coldly at the nun abbot: "Then let's shave this Tianzun first! You have the guts, even if you drop the razor, you can cut your hair and cut off your head!"

When the monk abbot heard this, he hurriedly glanced at the nun abbot, Baoyu is the star picking Tianzun of Yamen, and he is the leader of all the bachelors of Yamen, this cause and effect is too great, and they can't afford it.

However, the nun abbot thought about something else, if Baoyu was shaved and scarred, wouldn't it be another great merit in addition to Xue Ying'er?

The nun abbot doesn't believe that Baoyu has the strength to repent, and he doesn't believe that he is just a little elegant, and he has the courage to turn his face with the entire Buddhist sect!

Yamen is only one of the six sects of Confucianism, but Buddhism is the entire Buddhism!

"All living beings are suffering seas, and the three thousand worlds are empty.

Cut off the green silk to survive the dust and come to my door with a smile. ”

The nun abbot suppressed his excited laughter, grabbed the roots of Baoyu's hair with one hand, and steadied the small, sharp iron razor with the other.

Baoyu didn't expect the nun abbot to be so bold, and was stunned for a moment, and was pinched by the nun abbot.

Then, Baoyu sneered and became angry......

Quack!

The nun abbot's movements were very fast, and the razor quickly swept over Baoyu's hair roots, sweeping through, but instead of Baoyu's hair falling down, the razor broke completely.

The nun abbot was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand, and solemnly instructed the surrounding nuns: "Take my Buddha Gate Silver Dust Razor." ”

The silver dust razor was brought, and after a few clicks, the razor burst into something like a saw blade, and the nun abbot ignored the monk's abbot's ugly face, stretched out his hand, and said again: "Take my Buddhist Venus razor." ”

iron

silver

gold

It sounds like it's just a difference in material, but when Baoyu saw the Venus razor, his eyes were a little ruthless.

No matter how strong his body is, his hair is just hair, and he can't stop the ten thousand two treasures of Buddhism cutting red dust......

Baoyu stared at the nun abbot quietly, and watched Venus razor slash it over, and his more than ten zhang long hair was also blown everywhere by the wind.

"Come again. ”

Baoyu felt a fire in her heart, and sure enough, her hair grew back as quickly as last time.

Then, the nun abbot did not hesitate to knife again, and this time, he grabbed a large handful of lit incense candles inserted in front of the immeasurable ancient Buddha and pressed them towards Baoyu's head.

This is the precept and scar of Buddhism, as long as you press it, no matter how good the hair is, it will not grow!

The flame of the incense is near,

It's close!

With the color of crimson,

With a unique temperature that makes the scalp tingle,

It keeps stimulating the nerve in Baoyu's heart.

Baoyu doesn't want to provoke Buddhism, take people away, how simple is it to give each other face, if you want to play the role of a wayward demon, you can't provoke a behemoth like Buddhism, right?

The iron-clad scholars outside made a scene, showed their attitude, took people away, and let Yamen deal with their own face of the Buddha. Xue Ying'er has done so much for herself, it doesn't matter if she is depressed, she has her hair cut off, and she can regress and endure it.

However, the nun abbot was too tormented and depressed.

I can't help but decide:

Flip the table!