Hospitality room.

There were no tables, no chairs, no tea, just a few futons, neatly arranged on the floor.

Sandalwood burned in the corner, and cigarette smoke curled.

The two old monks sat opposite each other, talking.

One of them was an inexplicable elder with a thin stature; The other is the abbot of the Golden Cicada Temple, Master Ning Yuan.

Master Ning Yuan's eyebrows were snow-white, his body was thin, and it was said that he had lived for more than five hundred years, but his face was still ruddy and his spirit was strong.

"Senior brother, you haven't seen a guest for more than ten years, haven't you?"

"Fifteen years."

"How is Senior Brother's cultivation?"

"It seems to understand but not understand, and it seems to be unenlightened."

"Hey, that young scholar, today he wrote six Buddhist poems in a row, all of which shocked the junior disciple. Especially the last two Bodhi verses, which made the senior brother deafening and the Buddha's heart vibrating, so he had to disturb the senior brother, and the senior brother is not strange. ”

"If I blame you, why do you need to come out? Those two Bodhi verses can indeed be treasures of this temple, and they are also the golden and stone words that spur us, and they are also the supreme Buddha treasures for my Buddhist disciples to practice. Indeed, I should have come out to meet this little guest. ”

"Senior brother, he's here to save people. There was a woman beside him, who seemed to be born with a weakened body and soul, and I looked at her complexion, which should have been a withered flower, but for some reason, she was able to support it until now. However, it seems that his life is not long in coming, and he is afraid that if the senior brother makes a move, he will be powerless. ”

"If I can save it, I will save it. If you can't do it, you can only let her go. ”

"Senior brother, that young man wants to see Master Wukong by name. I don't know where he heard this name, the old man has not been born for a hundred years, and he doesn't know what is happening now. It's hard for me to see him, let alone him. ”

"I haven't seen it in a hundred years. Since that distinguished guest has left so many Buddhist treasures for our temple, he naturally can't let him go back empty-handed. Master Wukong will definitely not be able to let him see it, if people can't be saved, then we can only give back some gifts. ”

"What gift is Senior Brother going to give back?"

"Look at what he needs. The scriptures of our temple can be read with him. The martial arts of the Damo Academy can also be taken away by choosing two by him. ”

"Amitabha, that's how it should be."

The two chatted for a while.

Hui Mingfang said respectfully at the door: "Uncle Abbot, Uncle Inexplicable, Master Luo and a few people have already brought it." ”

Inexplicably, he said, "Bring your guests in." ”

The door opened.

Hui Ming walked in with four people.

Ning Yuan raised his head and looked at the door, his eyes flashed with a deep light, and when he saw the young man, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "What a restrained and restrained young man!" ”

He clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly: "Young Master Luo, poor monk Ning Yuan, polite." ”

Luo Qingzhou supported Miss Qin Er, walked closer, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Master Ning Yuan, I'm very sorry to disturb me today." But my family ...... My sister is really sick for a long time, and she has been tortured for a long time, and there is no cure, so she came to trouble the master. I heard that there is a Wukong monk in your temple, with boundless powers, maybe he can cure my sister's illness, I wonder if it can be convenient? ”

Ning Yuan sighed and said: "Young Master Luo is polite, with the few Buddhist poems that Gongzi Luo left for the temple, if the temple can help, he will never dare to refuse." It's just that Patriarch Wukong was in retreat back then, and he hasn't been out for a hundred years, and he has long since disappeared. This Buddha Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, there are countless caves, we really can't find it, and we really can't help it. ”

After a pause, he said again: "Young Master Luo, can you let this female benefactor stretch out her left palm, and the poor monk will look at the palm?" ”

When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he hurriedly helped Miss Qin Er to step forward, spread out her slender jade hand, and handed it over.

Ning Yuan stared.

After a while, he looked at her eyebrows and pupils again, and said softly, "Can you cough?" ”

Qin Weimo whispered "cough" twice, and two faint traces of blood surged on his pale cheeks.

Ning Yuan frowned slightly, looked at it for another moment, Fang retracted his gaze, and sighed softly.

Luo Qingzhou's heart sank, and he said, "Master, how is it?" ”

Ning Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "Young Master Luo, can the poor monk talk to you alone?" ”

Luo Qingzhou was about to agree, but the girl next to him said softly: "The master doesn't need to shy away, how is the little woman's body, the little woman knows it in her heart, and the master has something to say." ”

Ning Yuan hesitated for a moment and looked at the young man in front of him.

Luo Qingzhou said: "Master, please speak, my sister can bear it." ”

Ning Yuan sighed and said, "The body and soul are weak, the five organs are depleted, and the disease is terminal, and it is difficult to save it. ”

There was silence in the meditation room.

Miss Qin Er suddenly asked, "Master, can I get married now?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several people looked at her.

Ning Yuan's snow-white eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and said, "If it's just a worship hall, it's naturally okay; However, if you want a cave house...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

He bowed his head slightly, and said no more.

Second Miss Qin was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Thank you, Master." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the young man beside him and said, "Brother-in-law, let's go." ”

Luo Qingzhou paused, took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "Master Ning Yuan, this is a scripture called "Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra". Only half, to be exact. If the Wukong monks of your temple are willing to meet us, I can write them all. ”

Ning Yuan took it in his hand and sighed: "Young Master Luo, it's not that the poor monk is unwilling to help, it's really the Wukong Master Ancestor who ......."

Luo Qingzhou arched his hand and said, "Master, we will come again tomorrow and say goodbye." ”

After speaking, he supported Miss Qin Er and turned to leave.

Ning Yuan hurriedly got up and said, "Young Master Luo, there are other gifts in the temple, treat the poor monks ......"

"Master, let's read the scriptures in your hand first. We are here only for the treatment of the disease, not for anything else. ”

Luo Qingzhou didn't stop, and helped Miss Qin Er out of the door.

Huiming hurriedly followed to see off the guests.

Ning Yuan watched the backs of several people go away, sighed, unfolded the rice paper in his hand, and looked down.

The inexplicable elder on the side also walked closer and stared.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color......"

……

Luo Qingzhou helped Miss Qin Er out of the backyard, joined the Qin family, and walked towards the outside of the temple together.

Song Ruyue saw that everyone was silent, and her heart suddenly became uneasy, and she couldn't help asking, "Qingzhou, what did you say?" ”

Luo Qingzhou did not answer.

Qin Weimo smiled slightly and said softly, "Mother, it's okay." ”

Bai Ling said: "Madam, we saw the abbot, but we didn't see the Wukong master. ”

Song Ruyue hurriedly asked, "Did the abbot help Weimo see a doctor?" What did he say? ”

Bai Ling's face showed two shallow dimples, and said, "The abbot said that the second lady looks very good, so let's not worry." ”

Song Ruyue looked at her suspiciously.

"Pu Jia, you say."

She looked at her eldest daughter.

Qin Pujia was silent for a moment and said, "It's hard to save." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, and their hearts suddenly became heavy.

Song Ruyue didn't speak again.

Hui Ming walked in front and sent them outside the gate, Fang bowed his head and saluted, and was about to speak, when a bell suddenly rang in the temple.

Forthwith:

"When—"

"When—"

"When—"

The bell is quick and continuous!

Hui Ming's face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran back, and said urgently: "Donors, go down the mountain quickly, there may be a great enemy invasion in the temple!" ”

Qin Wenzheng's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Go!" ”

Nangong Meijiao listened to the bell that was still ringing, frowned, and said: "Listen to my father, if there is an enemy invasion in the Golden Cicada Temple, the bell will be struck ten times at most, but now it is more than ten times." ”

"It's likely to be a great enemy enough to destroy the temple!"

At this time, other pilgrims hurried out of the temple, running down the hill with panicked faces.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Damn! It's not going to be here to catch the king, is it? Didn't this king just rob them of a few poems, and this poem is not theirs yet! ”

That Duan Wang Ye suddenly ran out of the temple with five guards, and when he saw the people of the Qin family, he was stunned for a moment, and when he saw him, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said happily: "That kid is here!" Grab this king and bring it back to Rui'er as a husband! ”

The faces of the people of the Qin family suddenly changed, and they immediately protected Luo Qingzhou at the back and waited for them.

One of the female guards hurriedly whispered: "Lord Wang, these people are not easy to mess with, we may not be able to beat them." And when she came out, the princess told the princess not to cause trouble. ”

Another male guard said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, that woman in the purple dress is a little familiar, it seems to be the daughter of the Nanguo County Palace, she fought with people on the street some time ago, and she was sprinkled with lime everywhere, and she was seen in a humble position." ”

Duan Wang Ye was stunned when he heard this, and said, "The daughter of the thirteenth brother? Why hasn't this king seen it? ”

Then he said: "Okay, the thirteenth brother only returned to Beijing from the fiefdom last year, and this king went to the palace a few times and didn't even see others, so naturally he didn't know his daughter." ”

Then he shouted to the girl in the purple dress: "Virtuous niece, this king is your uncle, who is that kid?" Is it your relative or a descendant, are you married? Can you let him go to my palace? ”

Everyone in the Qin family immediately glared angrily.

Nangong Meijiao came out of the crowd and arched her hand: "Uncle Eighteen, he is the son-in-law of my aunt's family, and he has already married. ”

When Duan Wang Ye heard this, his face was immediately full of disappointment, and he said, "Bad luck." Since he is his own family, this king forgives him for the sin of disrespect just now. ”

After that, take the people and leave.

When they were far away, Nangong Meijiao explained: "That person is the younger brother of the first emperor's mother, and he is extremely favored, and he was named a prince just after birth. Usually idle.,Love poetry Danqing or something.,But generally don't bully people.,Won't grab people's things casually.。 He snatched those poems before, and he will pay him when the time comes. Also, I heard my father say that he has a daughter who should have just turned nine years old this year. ”

Everyone in the Qin family turned their heads and looked at someone.

At this moment, Huiming, who had just hurried back to the temple, suddenly ran out in a hurry and shouted urgently: "Young Master Luo! Young Master Luo, please stay! Abbot, please go back! ”

At this time, the bell of the bell tower was still ringing rapidly.

In the huge Buddha statue of the Buddha Mountain, a figure suddenly opened his eyes.

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