Bu An didn't know what Abbot Puci had explained to his disciples before he died, but he felt that this little monk with the Dharma name Guangnian always looked at him coldly behind his back, as if his ghost was not gone.

In the evening of that day, he finished copying the scriptures and was about to go to eat with the monks, when he suddenly saw Song Manqiu and Kong Ling.

Miss Song came up the mountain to worship Tongtian Arhat, saying that there were no women left on the mountain to stay overnight, so she was about to leave, and casually invited Bu'an to go down the mountain together.

Bu'an has eaten fasting for several days, and he really misses the wine and meat, and he looks bald for several days, and finally has a chance to catch his eyes, so he agreed.

From the Kaiyuan Temple Jushilin to the Jiuxian Town at the foot of the mountain, it takes nearly an hour.

Bu An and Song Manqiu walked in front, followed by a small tail far behind, naturally Kong Ling.

Interestingly, after Kong Ling, he actually followed the little monk Guangnian.

In fact, ever since he learned that Guang Nian's fate was his heart, Bu An had been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

Guang Nian didn't seem to have a good impression of Bu An, but he just ran to stare at him every day, as if to prevent him from taking something from the temple - the sky was pitiful, Bu An didn't have the slightest interest in those scriptures, incense burners, wooden fish.

At this moment, it seemed that even Kong Ling felt that this little monk was troublesome, and asked him with a straight face why he wanted to follow him, and said that the monks in the temple were not allowed to go down the mountain without the permission of the prison.

It was rare that Guang Nian didn't speak coldly, he just smiled and didn't speak, and when Kong Ling snorted coldly at him, turned around and trot, he followed again.

Song Manqiu looked at it strangely, and couldn't help but ask Bu An, what was going on with the little monk.

Bu An had no choice but to spread his hands, saying that he didn't know it either, and said that this little monk's Dharma name was Guangnian, and according to Huiyuan, it should be a fate that he has a heart.

Song Manqiu was also taken aback when she heard it, and when she looked back at Guang Nian again, there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Bu An casually explained: "Hui Yuan said that this Kaiyuan Temple has a rule that was set thousands of years ago, because there are two kinds of fate that are too domineering, and if they are not clearly revealed to others, they will be suspected of bullying." Therefore, if there is a reading word in the Dharma number, the fate of the law is his heart, and with a wisdom word is the leakage. ”

This rule is frank and should be extended. Song Manqiu said with a smile.

But Hui Yuan also said that God knows if this rule is done accurately, maybe it's just a cover. Bu An smiled slightly, remembering that when he first saw Hui Yuan, he seemed to be a natural stay. After the experience of the Seven Divisions, at present, this monk not only has a bent brain, but even has a cold face and a black belly.

Song Manqiu burst out laughing: "Then don't generalize." ”

Bu An also shook his head and smiled: "If it's really a pretense, then the person who set this rule is really bad enough." ”

"Step Gongzi ......" Song Manqiu paused at his feet and hesitated: "Saying this, it's not big, right?"

"Miss Song, this is your fault. Bu An replied without looking back: "I only said what if." Thinking about the past generations of monks in Kaiyuan Temple, they are as merciful and compassionate as the abbot of Puci, how can the heart of a villain be speculated. But you seem to mean that this must be a disguise, and the person who sets the rules will also be harmful. ”

Naturally, he said this deliberately to a certain "tailwind ear" who might exist.

Song Manqiu was speechless by him, and suddenly remembered that Bu Gongzi's reputation for sweeping away demons and evil did not spread when he returned to Qimin Road, but it was the city head who teased Zhang Xianye, and the nickname of iron teeth and copper teeth spread widely.

She had no choice but to shake her head helplessly, and then bowed in the direction of the mountain gate behind her, silently reciting "unintentional transgression". After doing this, I followed up again, and asked Bu An with a smile, do you know what day it is tonight.

Bu An looked up at the blood moon that had faintly appeared in the middle of the night sky, and suddenly felt a little depressed: "The evil moon is four yin, maybe the restaurants in Jiuxian Town under the mountain have long been closed." ”

Song Manqiu was speechless for a while, and then said softly: "No, tonight is exactly the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." ”

"Oh...... No wonder the evil moon is so round. ”

Song Manqiu said in her heart: "Bu Gongzi, Bu Gongzi, you are too good at pretending to be stupid." A trace of loss flashed on his face, and then he was a little energetic, and said with a smile: "On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the mountain may be lively." ”

It's okay if she doesn't say this, but as soon as she said it, Bu'an actually stopped.

"Let's go back. He looked at Song Manqiu, and his face seemed to be a little apologetic.

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Walking back to the mountain from the foot of the mountain, Guangnian kept stretching his face.

Bu An didn't care what the little monk thought, but he was a little sorry for Song Manqiu.

Shangyuan Festival is Valentine's Day, and Song Manqiu deliberately chose to go up the mountain on this day, so she naturally thought about it in advance.

Bu'an is on the mountain these days, copying scriptures every day, living in a daze, forgetting the days. If he knew that this was the Shangyuan Festival, in the face of Song Manqiu's invitation, he might not have agreed so happily.

But he had always been soft-hearted to the girl, so that when he was almost at the foot of the mountain, he suddenly insisted on coming back.

There are really other reasons.

On the Shangyuan Festival, it is necessary to tie lanterns and guess lantern riddles in the night market, but the group is about to go down the mountain, but it is still dark in front of them...... Why are there no lanterns in Jiuxian Town? You don't need to think about it to understand that it must be haunted again at night these days.

The bottom of this mountain is haunted every three or five times, and they are all painless little ghosts.

Every time Kaiyuan Temple returns, a few young monks will be sent to practice excess, mix a few meals, and get a few incense money.

In the past, it was naturally good to encounter hauntings, but now it is different. Bu An was afraid to avoid it, because he was not far from the next promotion.

This step cannot be taken in Qimin Road, because it is winter, and thunder will fall from the sky, which will definitely cause suspicion from all parties - when he was in Jiangnan, the thunder tribulation happened in Jiangnan, if he came to Qimin Dao, the thunder tribulation also came, and others would easily think of him.

He didn't want Su Su to help carry it again, because God knows how strong this catastrophe will be, what if this little girl can't carry it?

So this catastrophe, we have to wait until after the monthly meeting, find a place where no one is, and think of a way to do it alone. For example, find a cave, for example, make an iron cage, or do both, make an iron cage in the deepest cave.

Although Bu'an's current situation is not as soon as he gets the ghost qi, he will be struck by lightning immediately, but before thinking of a perfect way, he can not provoke the ghost qi, or try to provoke as little as possible.

But the bitterness is suffering, and this reason cannot be explained. Even when they were separated just now, Miss Song was about to cry, and Bu An could only bite the bullet and go back to the mountain.

I finally wore other people's clothes, and this time I hurt people so deeply, but how is it good......

At this juncture, the little monk also came to stimulate him, and sneered: "You are too incomprehensible. ”

"You little monk, what kind of customs do you know?" Bu An glanced at him.

"You don't know more about customs than monks!" Guang Nianxin said, I can finally borrow your light and follow down the mountain for a walk, but I ran back and forth in vain.

Bu An naturally didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly wondered: "Didn't you look at that little girl?"

"I ......" Guang Nian was stunned, and sneered: "What if I just fell in love with others?"

"It's just right, although she's a few years older than you, but you two are really a good match. Bu An added another sentence in his heart: two eye-catching followers.

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and he walked straight up the mountain, but he didn't notice that Guangnian was far behind, his face was a little strange, and his mouth was chanting back and forth: "Is it a good match? Not a good match? I am a monk, she is a Confucian, where is the good match?"

In the next few days, Guang Nian was a little absent-minded about what he was doing, and there was always a figure dangling in his mind, which seemed to be a back figure bouncing all the way down the mountain.

Finally, on the seventeenth day of the first month of the third year of Longxing, Guang Nian found the senior brother Guang Kai, saying that he had figured it out and was going to follow this step donor down the mountain to practice.

At this moment, Guang Kai felt that the depression in his heart was suddenly resolved, and his thoughts were unimpeded.

So a few days later, Bu'an said goodbye to the monks, and when he walked out of Kaiyuan Temple, in addition to Hui Yuan, there was a little monk behind him.

A little monk who blamed Bu'an for the sudden death of the head of the family, so he always looked at him unpleasantly.