Monk Hongxin removed his fingers from Jiang Anyi's ruler and said with a smile: "It's okay." Jiang Anyi silently checked his body, his true qi was running smoothly, and he felt a hundred times more energetic.

Jiang Huang let out a sigh of relief, recited the Buddha, stroked his chest and said, "No, I still have to burn incense for the Buddha again, so that the Buddha can bless the whole family with peace and security." With that, he took An Yongyan'er to the main hall together, and only Jiang Anyi and Monk Hongxin were left in the house.

"Master, what happened to me just now?"

"Your true qi reversed, and you almost went mad, didn't your master teach you how to use your true qi?"

Jiang Anyi was silent, how could he have any master to teach, but he practiced the true qi according to the mental method in the demon's memory combined with the demon's feelings, but he didn't know that the cultivation of the true qi should be done step by step, and the accumulation of savings to a certain extent must open up the second pulse of Ren Du, otherwise the true qi will be full of depression in the body, and the light one will go crazy and paralyzed all over the body, and the worst one will explode and shatter the bones. Today, Jiang Anyi's vain luck with his true qi caused the reversal of his true qi, and he was about to go mad, but fortunately, Monk Hongxin dredged the blocked place for him, and he was spared.

Jiang Anyi saw that Monk Hongxin's expression was solemn, and knew that this matter was not trivial, so he hurriedly said: "Xiaosheng accidentally saw a book of mental methods, and he was curious and practiced according to the book. ”

Monk Hongxin was speechless, and dared to practice internal strength without the guidance of a master, which was no different from looking for death, so he had to persuade: "This matter is extremely dangerous, don't practice the heart method in the future, otherwise your life will be difficult to protect." ”

There are many benefits to practicing the heart method, Jiang Anyi has already tasted the sweetness, and he is willing to give up, listening to the tone of Monk Hongxin, knowing that he is an expert, so he pleaded: "Please give the master some advice." ”

Monk Hongxin looked at Jiang Anyi and was really speechless, the heart method is not taught by the true disciples, and the "Demon Heart Sutra" he practiced is the secret of the Mingpu Temple, and he didn't even tell Chong'er, doesn't this young man know how precious the inner strength of the heart is?

Closing his eyes slightly, turning the rosary in his hand, Monk Hongxin silently recited the scriptures.

Jiang Anyi saw this situation and knew that he was reckless, so he had nothing to say and said, "Brother Fang is fine, I want to go and see him." ”

"He is fine, but his hands are a little swollen from the overexertion, and the poor monk has already asked him to apply medicine to disperse stasis. If you want to see him, please come with the poor monk. Monk Hongxin got up and took Jiang Anyi to the next door.

Fang Zhizhong was lying on the bed, wearing a cotton coat draped bare, his shoulder sockets were green, and he was covered with scattered herbs, and when he saw his uncle come in with Jiang Anyi, Fang Zhizhong rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Brother Fang, just now I was like having a magic barrier, I just want to vent, tired and your arms are injured, I'm really sorry." Jiang An sincerely apologized.

Fang Zhi glanced at Jiang Anyi again, seeing that he was sincere, waved his hand hard, and said, "Forget it, it's normal to not be able to hold back when you are fighting." Speaking of which, you are as thin as a monkey, and you have a lot of strength, and no one has ever knocked me to the ground except my uncle. ”

was evaluated as a monkey, Jiang Anyi couldn't cry or laugh a little, but Fang Zhizhong's words were straightforward, he was a real person, and Jiang Anyi liked it very much. Remembering that the monk Hongxin said that he "can't stand the cold in the temple, he is greedy for good wine, and he eats a lot", Jiang Anyi was inspired and said: "Brother Fang, the temple is bitter, you are not a monk, you might as well come to my house, my family has good wine and good food, you can eat enough." ”

Fang Zhizhong swallowed his saliva and firmly refused: "Don't go, I want to follow my uncle." ”

Monk Hongxin was a little moved, Jiang Anyi once used two hundred taels of silver to buy tea trees, the family should be very wealthy, looking at Jiang Anyi's appearance really likes the heaviest, the heaviest to the Jiang family is definitely better than staying in the temple, and he can also worship the Buddha with peace of mind. Thinking of this, Hong Xin looked at Fang Zhizhong with a loving face, and said, "Idiot, your fate is not broken, and you are doing something with the poor monk." Jiang Tan is more and more angry, not a thing in the pool, you can make a difference in the future by his side, it is far better than suffering in the cold temple. ”

"If I don't go, I'll follow you." Fang Zhizhong said, and the big man's tears came out.

"Brother Fang, my house is only thirty miles away from Anlong Temple, if you want to be a master, you can come to the temple at any time, and besides, the master can also come to my house to see you if he is free." Jiang Anyi persuaded lightly, Fang Zhi thought about it again, and did not make a sound.

Seeing that Fang Zhizhong was a little moved, Jiang Anyi turned around and said to Monk Hongxin: "Master, please rest assured, Brother Fang will be my relatives after he arrives at my house, and my mother, brother and sister are good people, and they will not treat Brother Fang badly." ”

Jiang Huang came in from outside the door and said, "I heard what Yi'er said just now, and I also like this big man very much." If this boy does not dislike me, I will take him as my godson, as if he were my own flesh and blood. ”

Monk Hongxin clasped his palms together, recited the Buddha's name, bowed deeply to Jiang Huang's family, and said, "Thank you, madam." He turned around and looked at Fang Zhizhong, and said with tears in his eyes: "Chong'er, don't you hurry up to meet your stepmother." ”

Fang Zhi saw his uncle crying again, he didn't dare to disobey, got up and lay on the ground, "Bang Bang Bang" kowtowed three times, and said, "Meet my mother." ”

Jiang Anyi hurriedly mixed him up and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, we will be a family in the future." ”

Yan'er stood beside Fang Zhizhong, compared her height, and said with a smile: "Why does this big brother grow so tall, my mother said that he grows taller when he eats meat, does he eat meat every day." ”

Jiang Anyong was still a little angry, tilted his head and said: "Big man, you dropped my wine gourd, when will you compensate me, I will call you brother." Fang Zhizhong scratched his head embarrassedly, knowing that he was in a bad position and didn't say anything.

Monk Hongxin has already burst into tears, and the monks are also human. Ask Jiang Huang to sit down, monk Hongxin began to talk about Fang Zhizhong's life experience, saying that his father Fang Ninghou was the martial cavalry captain of Da Zheng, the Northern Desert broke through Yuanning County and died for the country, and his mother took Fang Zhizhong to escape and contracted a disease, and finally supported himself to find himself and died.

Speaking of emotion, the monks shed tears, Fang Zhizhong touched the sad thing, and cried "woo", Jiang Huang accompanied the tears, causing everyone to be sad together.

Jiang Huang inevitably talked about the past of his husband's death and poverty, when it came to Jiang Anyi's sudden thunderstorm two years ago, when his life and death were unknown, Hongxin monk frowned, and seven years ago he pushed down the post of Mingpu Temple Zhizang and went south to preach the Dharma. Master Guangming, my uncle, sent himself a verse: Dead wood meets dead wood, and spring meets spring again. An Long and meditate, the opportunity came because of thunder. Build Anlong Temple by yourself, practice quietly, and consciously cultivate for the day by day, but in the deep mountains and wild temples, there are few pilgrims, how to spread the Dharma. Two years ago, the old tea on the top of the mountain was robbed, and the dead wood and the opportunity came because of the thunder, but the dead wood is the dead wood, and today it is clear.

Monk Hongxin looked at Jiang Anyi's gaze became different, the young man in front of him was his own fate, and it was his lifelong wish to go south to spread the Dharma, and today's origin should not be missed. Glancing at Jiang Anyi carefully, Monk Hongxin took a breath of cold air, this young man's face is so strange, the black gas between the halls is faint, but there is a red light that goes straight to the sky, this is the appearance of dead wood in spring.

Suppressing the surprise, Monk Hongxin smiled indifferently: "I look at Tan Yue's surprising appearance, the poor monk knows a little about physiognomy, and I am willing to meet Tan Yue, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

This is a good thing that cannot be begged, and of course it will not be refused. Monk Hongxin said to the others: "Although the face is a small technique, but the language involves the heavens, and it is ominous, you go to the main hall and wait for a while." ”

The meditation room quieted down, and Monk Hongxin looked at Jiang Anyi seriously, and said after a while: "Tanyue Yintang is the main culprit, he lost his father at a young age and his family was poor, and there was a big catastrophe before the age of fifteen, which was extremely fierce. There is a red light in the dark to the extreme, which is a sign of operation, and there is a saying about this phase, which is called dead wood in spring. ”

These Jiang Huang clan have already said just now, Jiang Anyi naturally doesn't believe that Monk Hongxin can see it from his own face, and his family has taken in Fang Zhizhong, and this monk has given him a hexagram for free and said some good things. Listening with an attitude of evaluation, Jiang Anyi nodded yes.

"After the catastrophe is gone, the darkness fades, and the general physiognomy will think that this is the appearance of robbing the blessed life, and the future will be smooth sailing from now on, but in fact, it is not." Monk Hongxin pinched the rosary in his hand, kept turning, and continued: "The dark color of Tanyue Yintang is hidden under the skin, and it is more and more dangerous. ”

Jiang Anyi's heart sank, what Monk Hongxin said was not bad at all, first Hou Qima Ba, and recently there was the disaster of Canglan Mountain, he didn't even know who his opponent was, and he wanted to borrow him to protect his family.

"Dead wood in spring is like sailing against the current, and you need to be cautious and careful at all times to get through. I look at Tan Yue's life, the opportunity is hidden in the danger, very people do extraordinary things, Tan Yue is destined to be different from ordinary people in this life. Be cautious, reluctant, and remember to always have compassion and be blessed by God and Buddha. Amitabha. "Monk Hongxin clasped his palms and sang to the Buddha, and the Dharma was solemn.

This monk has some Taoism, Jiang Anyi's mind flashed thoughts, how did he know that the monk Hongxin studied under Master Guangliang of Mingpu Temple, and at the age of thirty, he was promoted to the throne to say that he was a famous monk of great virtue, and he admired Taoism in the south, so his reputation was not obvious, and he wanted to be in the north, which was a rare figure to see.

Jiang Anyi respectfully folded his salute and said, "Thank you for the suggestion." ”

Monk Hongxin has already decided that Jiang Anyi is the opportunity for him to go south to promote the Dharma, of course, he will not use a few words to dismiss Jiang Anyi, and said with a slight smile: "I think Tan Yue has a fate with the Buddha, can you be my Buddhist protector?" ”

Buddha Protector? Jiang Anyi was stunned, he was a Confucian disciple, and he had always been respectful of the gods and Buddhas, and he said that there was a demon in his body, and if he was discovered by the Buddha, he would not be able to subdue the demon.

Seeing that Jiang Anyi was silent, Monk Hongxin continued: "Confucianism governs the world with benevolence and righteousness, Taoism is quiet and inactive to cultivate the body, Buddhism persuades people to cultivate their hearts for goodness, safflower and white lotus root and green lotus leaves, and the source of the three religions is one family. Tan Yue can know that Han Boxiong and Han Taibao were once the protectors of my Buddhism. ”

Han Taibao, the prime minister of Emperor Zheng Zhao, is valued in the world for moral articles, but he didn't expect him to be the protector of Buddhism. Jiang Anyi's heart was stirring, it was really a great honor that he could become a Buddhist protector like Han Taibao. It's just that what is this Dharma protector going to do? He is a scholar without power and power, how can He De be on a par with Han Taibao?

Hearing Jiang Anyi's doubts, Monk Hongxin smiled indifferently: "Although the protector of Buddhism protects the Dharma, what he does is still to serve good and abandon evil, protect the country and protect the people, which is not contrary to what Confucianism says. It's just that when encountering evil things such as destroying the Buddha, destroying the temple, killing the monks, etc., the Dharma protector of the Buddha Gate should stand up, and the Vajra Demon will protect the Buddha Gate. As for the status, in the eyes of my Buddha, all beings are equal, and there is no difference between Han Taibao and Tan Yue. ”

Jiang Anyi breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the Dharma protector of the Buddha Gate had nothing to do with him, and nodded in response: "Thank you Master for your love, An Yi is willing to protect the Dharma for the Buddha Gate." ”

A piece of Bodhi wood, the front is a sitting statue of the Buddha, the back is engraved with the eight characters of "all good deeds, protecting the country and protecting the people", the wooden sign is simple and solemn, and it looks like it is a little old.

Monk Hongxin saw Jiang Anyi put away the wooden card, and said with a relieved smile: "Since he is the protector of Buddhism, the poor monk is commensurate with a layman." Although the poor monk can't teach you the mental method of this temple, the poor monk has been practicing the mental method for many years, and some of his experiences can still be discussed with the layman. ”