Dong Xue flew forward, kicked the person who rushed at the little monk with a knife, and then firmly protected the little monk behind him, and said angrily at the Qinglou thugs: "You people, you guys, even did you kill a child? ”

Originally, seeing that the thugs in the building were helpless against the great monk, Sun Miaoniang was already angry, and at this time, seeing that someone stepped forward to make trouble, it added fuel to the fire, and said in her heart: "If you can't leave these three people today, I'm afraid that Liujinghe's face will be gone." ”

Thinking of this, Sun Miaoniang no longer hesitated, and secretly made a gesture towards the little guy at the door, and the little guy hurriedly ran into the building when he saw this.

After a while, a man in black of about forty came out of the building, and the man in black was holding a knife in his arms.

In the past, these extremely fierce Qinglou thugs actually showed fear on their faces after seeing the black-clothed swordsman come out, and they all lowered their heads and stood aside, occasionally someone looked up at the swordsman, but quickly lowered their heads, obviously afraid that the swordsman would find himself peeping.

The moment the black-clothed swordsman came out, the big monk's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Dongxue also reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

When Sun Miaoniang saw the black-clothed swordsman come out, she was obviously relieved, and saluted the black-clothed swordsman: "I'm bothering Mr." ”

The black-clothed swordsman nodded to Sun Miaoniang, his eyes looked around, his eyes only stayed on the big monk for a moment, and then he turned to Dongxue's side, but he only glanced twice, and his eyes finally fell on the little monk.

When Mu Qiuhuang saw the black-clothed swordsman come out, he couldn't help but smile and said in his heart: "There is still such a play?" ”

The little monk who was protected by Dong Xue ran out at some point, bowed to Dong Xue, and said, "Thank you to the female donor for coming to the rescue, the female donor is not only beautiful, but also has a bodhisattva heart." ”

"You?" Dong Xue was shocked, I don't know how the little monk saw that he was a daughter?

At this moment, the black-clothed swordsman was standing at the door, Sun Miaoniang was full of courage in her heart, and pointed to the three people in the field: "The three of you are so bold, and you don't ask where this is?" If you don't leave something behind today, I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word 'awe'......"

Seeing this, Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help but shake his head and stepped forward.

"And don't be afraid ......" Sun Miaoniang opened her mouth to scold, but when she saw that the person who came was Mu Qiuhuang, she hurriedly swallowed the filthy words that were about to be spoken, and replaced them with a flattering face.

"Childe is here to find Xiaoxiao?"

"Hmm." Mu Qiuhuang replied lightly.

Sun Miaoniang smiled when she heard this, and said to Mu Qiuhuang: "Childe, please enter the building first, and wait for my aunt to send these few people who are not long-eyed to listen to Childe's orders." ”

"Don't worry, I'll see the excitement." Mu Qiuhuang said casually, and looked at the black-clothed swordsman, who also turned his head and nodded.

"Childe." Dongxue hurriedly came to Mu Qiuhuang's side.

"Childe?" Sun Miaoniang wondered.

"What? Liujing River doesn't allow me to bring people here? ”

"What did Childe say, this is a big flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the family?" Sun Miaoniang said with a smile.

"What about these two monks?" Sun Miaoniang asked slightly.

"Oh, I don't know these two monks, if you want to kill them, you can kill them." Mu Qiuhuang glanced at the little monk and said casually.

When Sun Miaoniang heard this, she arched her hand at the black-clothed swordsman and said, "Mr. Lao has made a move." ”

The black-clothed swordsman glanced at Mu Qiuhuang, and Mu Qiuhuang nodded lightly.

Hearing this, the black-clothed swordsman no longer hesitated and took a step forward.

Just one step forward, the great monk had already turned around and held the tin staff in both hands.

At this moment, the little monk spoke: "Donor, slow down! ”

"Why?"

"Ask the donor for a helping hand."

Mu Qiuhuang turned his head when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Little monk, I have witnessed this whole process with my own eyes, you two monks, one big and one young, do not accompany each other, and you actually love this noisy red dust. Even if these are put aside, Buddhism says 'convenient with people', but the two of you are blocked at the door of the Qinglou, and you don't enter and walk and don't leave, so that people can't do business in the Qinglou, where is this convenient with people? ”

"What Childe said is extremely unreasonable, this big and small monk is very unreasonable." Sun Miaoniang echoed.

When Sun Miaoniang saw Mu Qiuhuang talking to herself, she was overjoyed in her heart, and she really didn't let Su Xiaoxiao out in vain the day before yesterday......

The big monk frowned slightly, obviously knowing that what he did was unreasonable, and couldn't help but set his eyes on the little monk.

The little monk didn't think so, blinked his eyes and said: "My Buddha is merciful, the Buddha looks eastward, and there is a great sin here, so I sent the two of us to find someone who is destined to purify everyone." ”

"Really? But what does the matter of looking for someone destined have to do with the two of you blocking the door of someone's house? "Mu Qiuhuang is unrelenting.

"That's because the little monk guessed that he would meet someone destined in front of this building." The little monk spoke.

"Have you found someone you are destined for?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

The little monk looked at Mu Qiuhuang and nodded, "The little monk hasn't found it before, but now he has found it." ”

"Then why haven't you left since you found it?" Mu Qiuhuang looked at the little monk and said with a smile: "Could it be that the little monk also wants to visit the Qinglou?" ”

The little monk tilted his head and said: "The donor laughed, the reason why the two little monks have not left is because they are destined to be ignited. ”

"Oh, then you can ignite slowly! I'm going to visit the Green House. Mu Qiuhuang turned around and prepared to enter the flower boat.

"Donor slowly." The little monk called Mu Qiuhuang.

Mu Qiuhuang turned around when he heard this, and smiled at the little monk: "What? The little monk called me something? ”

"The donor is exactly the person the little monk is looking for." The little monk smiled slightly, looking a little shy.

Mu Qiuhuang smiled slightly and said, "Little monk, are you here?" I thought you were so cute, I couldn't bear you being bullied, but I didn't expect you to like to talk nonsense and fool the world like those great monks. ”

"What, Childe doesn't believe that he is destined?" The little monk asked.

Mu Qiuhuang smiled and said, "I don't believe in the Tao, and I don't believe in Buddhism...... Naturally, there is no faith in my heart, and the Buddha in your mouth is far less beautiful than the girl in the building in my opinion. ”

After Mu Qiuhuang finished speaking, the little monk didn't say anything, but he saw Sun Yaoniang smiling, "What Childe said is very true, the girls in our building are famous for their good looks, how can the big bald donkey compare?" ”

The little monk's face showed anger when he heard this, and he was obviously very angry at the two for slandering the Buddha.

With a "bang", the tin staff in the big monk's hand was inserted into the ground, that is, the sound made by the big monk, and the angry color on the little monk's face disappeared in an instant.

"Amitabha, the little monk accidentally committed the precept of resentment."

The little monk bowed to the big monk and continued to read: "How should I deal with people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and deceive me?

I must bear with him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, and ignore him......"

After the little monk finished reading, he said to Mu Qiuhuang: "This is a dialogue between two eminent monks of my Buddhist sect, what does the donor think of this dialogue?" ”

"Do you really want to say it?"

"Donor, please."

"Not necessarily a good word?"

"The donor said that it doesn't matter, my Buddha is merciful and purifies all sentient beings; My Buddha is broad and can accept a hundred words. ”

"Then I really said it! The little monk should not be angry. Mu Qiuhuang said again and again, obviously the next words may not be good words.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that's okay." The little monk asked.

Mu Qiuhuang smiled strangely: "In my opinion, what you senior monks said is simply nonsense and bullshit. ”

The strange thing is that the little monk didn't mean to be angry this time, but looked at Mu Qiuhuang seriously, wanting to hear him finish speaking.

Mu Qiuhuang cleared his throat and continued: "There are people in the world who slander you, bully you, insult you, laugh at you, despise you, despise you, hate you, and lie to you? You will endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, endure him, respect him, and ignore him...... It's your stupid.

If anyone dares to slander me, to deceive me, to insult me, to laugh at me, to despise me, to despise me, to hate me, or to deceive me? I will slander back, deceive back, insult back, laugh back, go back, go back, go back...... If not? I'll kill him, no more? I'll kill his whole family......"

"Amitabha, the donor's killing intent is too heavy." The little monk couldn't help but speak.

"Little monk, is this the weight of killing intent? According to you, should I repay my grievances with virtue like you? ”

Mu Qiuhuang didn't wait for the little monk to answer, and continued: "Let me ask you, if everyone is like what you advocate to repay grievances with virtue, then how should we repay virtue?" ”

"If you repay your grievances with virtue, then how should you repay virtue?"

After hearing this, the little monk frowned, and the big monk also fell into deep thought.

"Amitabha, the donor's broad, the little monk's Dharma is shallow, so he has no words. However, since the donor can make such a broad statement, it can be seen that the donor also has studied the Dharma deeply. The little monk said seriously.

"Little monk, I see that your six roots are not pure, and the red dust is not broken......" Mu Qiuhuang pretended to be a pity.

"The donor has something to say, but please speak up." The little monk said.

"Good! Little monk, since you are happy, I am not a mother-in-law, I have guessed your intentions. ”

Mu Qiuhuang approached the little monk and said in a low voice: "You just want to spread Buddhism in my Beiyu territory. Am I right? ”

The little monk folded his hands and said, "The donor's wisdom is very deep. ”

Mu Qiuhuang's voice was still very low and said, "Since I guessed correctly, why don't you and I make a bet?" So, I ask you a question, and if you answer it, I'll help you spread the Dharma. But if you can't answer, then you will be vulgar from today onwards, and from then on follow me to serve tea and pour water for me to be a scholar for three years? ”

Hearing this, the little monk asked seriously: "If I answer, donor, you say that my answer is incorrect, then what should I do?" ”

Mu Qiuhuang smiled, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "You little monk, can I still coax you?" Why don't you answer right or not, it's up to everyone to judge? ”

"The benefactor is courteous." The little monk nodded, and asked weakly, "If the little monk can't answer, is it okay not to return the vulgar?"

Mu Qiuhuang sneered when he heard this, and said, "You little monk is really cute, you haven't started yet, and you just want to lose." It's okay if it's not vulgar, but three years have to be turned into ten years? ”

When the little monk heard this, he thought about it seriously, and then saluted the great monk and said, "The good wealth boy has traveled through one hundred and ten cities, visited fifty-five good knowledge, and finally obtained the good fruit...... has no heart and no talent, but he is also willing to follow the example of the good wealth boy fifty-three ginseng. ”

"So your name is Wuxin? It doesn't matter, it's not just you, the great monk can also answer. ”

Mu Qiuhuang asked indifferently: "By the way, why didn't the great monk say a word? Is it a closed-mouth meditation practice? ”

"Returning to the benefactor, the Zen monk was born with a hidden disease, so he can't speak." Wuxin explained.

"I see." Mu Qiuhuang was a little disappointed.

"What does the donor want to ask? But ask questions. The little monk asked.

"Okay, listen up."

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Wuxin and said: "You keep saying that I am destined, then the question I want to ask you is: What is 'fate'?" ”