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Under the guidance of the old lady, Hu Qunzi restored most of Xiye's memories through the "family law", and a long-hanging heart finally landed, taking care of Xiye wholeheartedly.

After a full week of recuperation, Nishino returned to work at the company, working harder than before. In less than a month, he sorted out the genealogy of the Yang family and the major figures surnamed Yang in the history books, and the full text outline and chapter ideas were almost written, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the company, Nishino has no impression of Long Xiaoxiao, and he saw a friend who was only an ordinary friend, which made Hu Qunzi deeply gratified, because of her mistake, Nishino picked up a life, a great luck in misfortune, thank God.

It's another rest day, and after breakfast, Nishino suddenly remembered something: "Qunzi, is there a big Buddha temple in Guangzhou?" I want to go there and check it out. ”

"Yes, you want to become a monk?" Hu Qunzi didn't understand Nishino.

"Hey, what did you say? Could it be that those who go to the temple to play are not monks? Nishino replied angrily.

"That's not true. Did you know? After taking me on the bench, you talked to me about Monk Fahai, I was a little skeptical that you were Fahai in your previous life? Hu Qunzi said as he cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks and cups and saucers on the table.

"I can't remember, it seems that I didn't say anything about the old monk Fahai?" Nishino's head began to ache faintly again, and he held his forehead, "Don't mention the old monk, my head hurts a little." ”

"Alright, alright, just don't mention it. You rest for a while, I'll brush the dishes and chopsticks, and I'll take you to the Big Buddha Temple. ”

"Hmm." Nishino left the dining table and lay down on the sofa, the plot of the water flooding Jinshan immediately appeared in his mind, and the scene of the demon town in Leifeng Tower lingered for a long time.

"Fahai doesn't seem to be a person who isn't like this? Isn't it against the principles of heaven that a great Zen master who purifies all sentient beings and benefits the people is actually interpreted into a fantasy drama by later generations? Nishino pondered.

"A few days ago, Tulong wrote that Master Huiwu had left Baiyun Temple and went to Jinshan Temple to be a scripture copying monk, specializing in calligraphy! I need to get Mr. Wu Xian's contact number," Nishino dialed Tulong's number.

After calling the phone several times, Tulong answered the phone: "Professor, what's the good thing?" ”

"I've received the money you called. Where did you get 100,000 yuan all at once? ”

"He Yan's car was sold by me for 200,000 yuan, and if it is left there for a long time, it will rust, and I won't drive it."

"Who is He Yan?"

"Your dead wife, brother."

"I don't know. I don't think I have a wife. ”

"Professor, in less than half a year, have you forgotten?"

"Director Tuda, I really don't know He Yan."

"No, you can't find another second aunt? You guy. ”

"No, it's just a stop at the company's editor-in-chief's house."

"You kid God, women have a good fate, and women like them everywhere. It's really loved......"

"Flowers bloom, hahaha-"

"Hahaha...... My wife Xu Xiaoqiao is due in mid-June, and when you make three dynasty wine, do you have time to come back? ”

"Little Joe? Zhou Yu's wife! Why did you marry me? ”

"The boss is not serious, Xu Xiaoqiao was our classmate in cram school, you can't remember it, right?"

"A month ago, I was smashed on the bench by the company's editor-in-chief, and I had a strange disease - intermittent syndrome, and I can only remember the previous period intermittently, and I can't remember some girls at all."

"That's serious, why don't you go to the hospital for a craniotomy?"

"If I don't go, if the craniotomy is not successful, I will die."

"Also, the risk of craniotomy is too great, so it is better not to do it. What does your company do? ”

"Media business for commercials, scripts, novels, and games."

"How many?"

"Not many, more than thirty people?"

"That's not a big deal, do you have any new plans?"

"I want to do real estate, but I don't have enough funds, just think about it."

"Then I'll give you another 100,000 yuan?"

"100,000 is too little, you just keep yourself for emergency for the time being, I know you need money very much."

"Then what's so embarrassing, I didn't pay back the 100,000 I borrowed from you last year...... Thank you, Professor. ”

"Do you know Master Huiwu's phone number?"

"I don't know, he changed his mobile phone number after he arrived at Jinshan Temple, and he couldn't be contacted. What do you ask him for? ”

"Just ask. I don't have time, I'm going to the Big Buddha Temple later. Goodbye-" Nishino hung up the phone after speaking, and Hu Qunzi stood beside him for a while without noticing.

"Zen Master Huiwu? Isn't it a wandering monk of the Great Buddha Temple? Hu Qunzi gave Nishino a whole tie.

"Yes, how do you know."

"He often comes to the Big Buddha Temple to give lectures, and I go to listen to his lectures whenever I have time. Every time after the lecture, good men and women compete to find him to sign autographs! ”

"It's still that virtue, and the stinky problem of being a monk hasn't changed at all."

"Master Huiwu, do you know it too?"

"It's not just acquaintance, it's too familiar. He's my junior high school history teacher! ”

"I see. I understand, famous teachers make high apprentices! ”

"I've never been to the Big Buddha Temple, but it appeared in my dream, and today it really worked, Amitabha-"

"Don't talk about it, the weather is good today, I'll take you to have a look."

"Thank you, sister-in-chief."

"It's called Qunzi, it's at home."

"Thank you."

"No, who told me to fall in love with you, it should be."

"Talking nonsense again......

Hu Qunzi drove her logo car, got on the highway, and introduced with interest while driving: "The Big Buddha Temple is located in Guangzhou, the 'flower city' with evergreen and flowers, and is located in the south of No. 21, Xinzhong Street, Huifu East Road, Yuexiu District. The temple was built in the Southern Han Dynasty, the name of the new Tibetan Temple, the Ming Dynasty expanded to the Longzang Temple, and later changed to the Patrol Office.

In the first year of Shunzhi, the office was destroyed in the fire, and the king of Pingnan was still happy with the rain in the spring of the second year of Kangxi, and donated his own king's money, imitating the system of the temple of the Beijing division, and rebuilding the temple in the local style of Lingnan, which has a high cultural and artistic appreciation value......

In 1981, the vice president of the Guangzhou Buddhist Association, Master Guangming served as the abbot, began to rebuild, after efforts to restore the original appearance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, recast three bronze statues of the Buddha, each 6 meters high 10 tons, pilgrims and tourists at home and abroad came to visit the Buddha and increased day by day. ”

"Qunzi, you have such a good memory, it's more than enough to be a tour guide."

"I don't do it as a tour guide. In the rest of my life, I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to be a husband and children at home, be a full-time wife, and write memoirs when I had time. ”

"It's beautiful to think about, I hope you get your wish. So what kind of man do you want to marry? ”

"If you don't get married, I want you to come to my house as a son-in-law."

"I don't have that ability, and I don't have the life to get rich."

"Who knows what will happen in the future? If you come to work from time to time, you will be a big businessman worth tens of millions of dollars in the near future. ”

"No way. A person who writes a book is a good thing not to starve. ”

"Let's ask for the Buddha at the Big Buddha Temple—" ......

Soon, the two arrived at the Big Buddha Temple, after entering the Buddha Gate from the "Buddha Realm", the two went to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall covering an area of 1200 square meters (the treasure hall covers an area of the crown of Lingnan) to sit in the north and face south, although it has gone through more than 300 years of wind and rain erosion, but the style still exists. As soon as you step into the hall, the beams and pillars made of high-quality nanmu wood donated by King Annan are basically well preserved, which is amazing.

The main hall is 30 meters high, deep and wide, the hall enshrines Sakyamuni, Amitabha Buddha, Maitreya Buddha three tall bronze Buddha statues, a Maitreya Buddha, Nishino casually recited a couplet:

A big belly can tolerate, and the world can tolerate intolerable things: smile often, laugh at the ridiculous people in the world.

Then, he bowed three times in front of the Buddha statue with his palms together, knelt down, closed his eyes and made a wish, his mouth moved slightly, and Hu Qunzi couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What did you wish?" Hu Qunzi asked with a smile.

"Don't ask, it won't work if you say it, give the incense money quickly." Nishino commanded.

"Okay." Hu Qunzi put eight large bills of 100 in the merit box.

The little Shatuo on the side clasped his hands together and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you two donors, Amitabha-"

Nishino climbed up from the futon, pulled Xiao Shatuo and asked, "Little Master, is there a master of Huiwu in the temple?" ”

"Good, good, the master has left yesterday and headed for Jinshan Temple." Shatuo replied.

"When will Master Huiwu return to the Big Buddha Temple?" Nishino was not reconciled.

"Masters come and go without a trace, and they will naturally meet if they are fated." Xiao Shatuo answered.

"Thank you, little master." After Nishino performed the Buddha salute to Xiao Shami, he left the Daxiong Treasure Hall and left the group to wander elsewhere.

Hu Qunzi had to follow closely behind, and after wandering around for most of the day, Xiye was also tired.

The two went down the mountain from the "Zen forest", and when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the scene on the mountain was completely different, and the tourists and pilgrims were scarce.

In front of him, an old man in his sixties was on crutches, and he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and his body convulsed.

When Nishino saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped the old man up: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

The old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Nishino: "I...... Dizzy..... And then ......"

"You don't have any medicine..... The old man ...... "Nishino groped around the old man's body for a while, but he didn't find any medicine.

"The onset of illness was sudden...... Help me...... The young man ...... "beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down the old man's face, and he clutched the corner of Nishino's clothes tightly, and then fainted, and the situation was extremely critical.

"Qunzi, call 120—" Nishino shouted to Hu Qunzi on the side.

"What else do you call 120, we just send it to the hospital." Hu Qunzi suggested.

"Okay. You go and drive here, hurry up-" Nishino kept calling out to the old man, "Uncle, wake up....."

A few minutes later, Hu Qunzi drove the car over, and Nishino gently put the old man on his back in the back seat of the car, and then did it himself, helped the old man, and shouted: "Drive-"

"Where's it—" Hu Qunzi asked.

"Southern Medical University—"

The car started, and a woman in a red dress with a boy of six or seven years old flashed by outside the window.

"That figure seems familiar, it can't be Zhou Hongying, right?" Nishino only saw the back, saw the woman's face, and couldn't be sure who it was.