As soon as the group stepped on the wooden bridge, a silver shadow suddenly galloped from the gazebo like lightning and directly into Zhang Bin's arms.

This scene suddenly surprised Xiao Xi and Yelu Shiwu, but the old monk Zhichen was still expressionless, and just glanced at the little gold in Zhang Bin's arms a few more times.

"This is the silver lynx that confesses you as Lord." Yelu Shiwu looked envious and surprised.

"That's right, it's the silver lynx under it." Zhang Bin gently held the little gold and replied with a smile.

"Yangwu County, I'll exchange ten taels of gold for your silver lynx." Yelu Shiwu's eyes lit up as he looked at Xiao Jinzi.

Zhang Bin didn't refuse immediately, and said with a smile: "I have to discuss this matter with my family in the future, and then I will give General Yelu an answer." ”

"Does the woman in the pavilion know Yangwu County?" Xiao Xi focused on another matter.

Zhang Bin said: "One of them is in the lower sister. ”

As they spoke, several people continued to walk towards the pavilion, and on the other side, Zhu Niang and Han Yiyi seemed to be deeply attracted by the words of the monk in the pavilion, and the little gold under their feet ran to Zhang Bin's side without noticing, and they didn't even notice the arrival of a group of people.

As they got closer, they heard the monk's voice in the pavilion.

This man has a standard local Tokyo official accent, the words are round, the tone is abrupt, and the deep and low is full of magnetism, which actually gives people a very fresh and warm feeling.

Hearing this voice, everyone involuntarily slowed down, worried about disturbing the people in the pavilion.

Zhang Bin thought to himself, no wonder Han Yiyi and Zhu Niang, as well as a few little maids, didn't even notice that Xiao Jinzi had left.

Everyone came to the outside of the pavilion with light steps, and stopped four or five paces.

Zhang Bin looked through the gap between Zhu Niang and Han Yiyi, and found that the monk who spoke was different from Zhichen, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, with a thin face, a dark face, and an ascetic temperament.

This monk looks like he is in his forties, but his skin is fair and delicate, and his appearance is extremely handsome, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is beautiful, and if you look closely, you will find that there is an intoxicating sense of vicissitudes in his expression, as if he is more than forty years old.

At this time, this beautiful and charming monk is holding a ** in his left hand, holding a bead in his right hand, sitting behind a table, his face has a sacred and solemn color that makes people yearn for it, and the bearing of the monk is a mess.

Two other young monks with clear eyebrows sat on either side of the table, their hands folded with solemn eyes, their lips moving all the time, as if they were chanting scriptures.

Five or six steps away from the table, Han Yiyi, Zhu Niang and the two little maids had their backs to everyone, each kneeling on the futon, all of them clasped their hands together, listening to the monk with devotion and concentration.

"All those who have no mind, i.e., bodhi, liberation, nirvana, silence, meditation, and even the six perfections, see the ...... of nature."

"Do not do something, and don't do nothing......"

"All actions are impermanent......"

"All things are constant, and nothing is good; Thou shalt have no heart in all things, that is, there are no deeds, and there are no deeds......"

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"Mo is not pretending to be ......" Zhang Bin felt a little confused when he heard this, because he couldn't understand what the monk was saying, even if what he learned in the later life and the original Zhang Bin's knowledge of learning rich and five cars had been fused, he couldn't understand what the monk wanted to express after a long time.

But seeing Han Yiyi and Zhu Niang listening carefully, and even a little intoxicated, he couldn't help but wonder if he was uneducated......

Xiao Xi next to him also looked serious, and even closed his eyes slightly to listen.

And the bewildered look on Yelu Shiwu's face was even stronger, so he simply didn't listen anymore, and his eyes frequently focused on the two little beauties Han Yiyi and Zhu Niang.

"Childe has asked me to control the Cao Gang Chen Wu these days, and through the people of the Cao Gang to inquire about some useful news inside and outside the capital, I have heard of this monk, who is a celebrity in Tokyo City, called Zhiyuan, known as the Three Lives Divine Monk, who will judge people's good fortune and misfortune, and it is rumored that all of them are successful." The snake slave whispered in Zhang Bin's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Zhang Bin was slightly startled and said in a low voice: "Three Lives Divine Monk? Hit it all? Can anyone be sure? ”

The snake slave heard Zhang Bin's suspicions, and said in a low voice: "I heard that these three life gods and monks don't tell fortunes for everyone, it all depends on chance, and only people who have a relationship with him will help him tell fortunes." ”

Zhang Bin sneered: "Whether it is related to him or not depends on his net worth and identity." ”

The snake slave thought for a moment and said, "The news I heard is true, I have never heard of him telling fortunes to ordinary people. ”

Zhang Bin sneered in a low voice: "Sure enough, the premise of chance is money and identity. ”

The snake slave said in a low voice: "Childe, there are two stories about this wisdom that have been widely circulated, and these two stories involve the three prime ministers of the dynasty, and it is these two stories that made him the name of the three-life god monk. ”

Zhang Bin was taken aback and said curiously: "Three prime ministers involved?" What's the story? ”

The snake slave said: "It is said that when Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi were just admitted to the Jinshi, they went to Xiangguo Temple with some other friends who were also in the same Jinshi, and met this Zhiyin monk who was still very young at the time, Zhiyin looked at Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi and was shocked and said: 'Look at the two faces, I will definitely be the prime minister in the future. At that time, the two were still not well-known among their friends, and everyone did not take them seriously, and as a result, twenty years later, Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi became prime ministers one after another. ”

Zhang Bin frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, this story spans 20 years, if someone deliberately finds someone to spread this story and manipulate public opinion, it is not true or true after a long time, but when I think about it, this story involves Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi, if it is false, these two people can stand up and expose this lie, and no matter how bold this monk is, he will not dare to deceive the two Zai under the guise of it!

Zhang Bin couldn't figure out the reason, and asked in a low voice: "Which prime minister is the second story related to?" ”

The snake slave said: "This second story is related to Wang Anshi. ”

Zhang Bin frowned even tighter, and motioned for the snake slave to continue.

The snake slave said in a low voice: "It is said that Wang Anshi came to Beijing for the first time as an official, and took his eldest son Wang Yan to visit the Daxiangguo Temple, Wang Anshi suddenly fainted, this Zhiyuan monk knows how to medicine, so he diagnosed the pulse of the prime minister Wang Anshi, not only prescribed medicine to see Wang Anshi's illness, but also saw from Wang Anshi's pulse that his eldest son Wang Yan can not only be named on the gold list, but also must take the list. Wang Anshi didn't take it seriously at the time, but Wang Yan said arrogantly to Zhiyuan, "I will definitely be able to be named on the gold list, and I must be the champion." As a result, in the second year, Wang Yan was admitted to the Jinshi, and he was the leader, not the champion. Because of this matter, Wang Anshi also specially wrote an inscription for the monk Zhiyuan: 'Master Miaoying Zhiyuan, diagnose the veins of his father and know that his son has the joy of fame'. ”