Looking at the Great Compassion Master in front of him, he was secretly surprised in his heart that the abbot who was in charge of the Thousand Monks Temple was so young.

Originally, the imaginary Master of Great Compassion would be the same as Master Dazhi, an old monk in his sixties with a white beard and a childish face.

However, when he saw the middle-aged monk in front of him, who looked to be only in his forties, claiming to be Master Great Compassion, Lai Cheng suddenly understood why Master Dazhi would let him come here.

The Great Compassion Mage didn't speak, and looked at the lonely Daqi in a daze with a smile.

Lai Cheng hurriedly put away the thoughts in his heart, and gave a salute: "Master forgive me, the kid is rude." ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the donor is more polite." Master Great Compassion returned the salute, stretched out his hand, and then said, "Come to the donor, please sit down and talk." ”

"Thank you, Master."

Master Great Compassion smiled slightly: "Come to the donor, please drink tea." ”

"Huh?" Lai looked at the roasted tea brewed in front of him, and was a little stunned: "The master actually has roasted tea?" ”

"Haha!" Looking at the somewhat confused man, Master Great Compassion laughed out loud: "Coming to the donor all the way, it must be to watch the wind and enjoy the scenery along the way." It's not as good as the roasted tea sent by Senior Brother Dazhi to arrive earlier. ”

"I see~" suddenly realized: "The kid thought it was the roasted tea made by the master himself." ”

It seems that after he left Chongjue Temple, Master Dazhi had already sent someone to send a letter over, and by the way, he also brought some tea leaves left in the temple.

Master Great Compassion smiled and shook his head: "The tea soup has been brewed for hundreds of years, but the old man does not have the whimsy of the donor, so he stir-fried it and brewed it to drink. ”

"The kid has nothing to do, which makes the master laugh." Come and give way.

"The donor is really as the senior brother said, he is too modest." Master Great Compassion took a sip of tea and continued: "The tea leaves have been stir-fried by the secret method of the donor, and the taste is really extraordinary, and drinking it can make people calm down, dissolve tyranny and be peaceful. It is really an indispensable thing for a monk. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the master praised it falsely."

Master Great Compassion waved his hand and said, "Come to the donor, although humility can win the favor of others, it cannot help others establish majesty. If the donor already has the heart to help the world, he should not be humble and cautious again and again. ”

"What the master said is very true, the boy is taught." Come and nod your head yes.

Master Dabei took out a letter from the monk's sleeve and put it on the low table: "Senior Brother Dazhi has sent a letter, and the cause and effect have been clearly and clearly explained. ”

When I heard this, I really had a palpitation: the old monk is too unreliable, how can such a serious matter be written on paper? Once this thing gets out, it's going to lose your head. Once this letter is lost, it is definitely a great crime to destroy the rebellion of the nine clans if it is taken by someone with a heart and sent to the court. Why did the old monk write it in a letter and casually find someone to send it over?

As if he had seen through Lai's thoughts, Master Dabei smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry about coming to the donor, the old man and the senior brother communicate in Sanskrit proverbs, and every time they do the book, the scriptures used are different, don't say that it is useless for outsiders to take them, even if the old man does not compare the chapters of the scriptures used one by one, he can't understand them." ”

"I'm rubbing, this is the ancient version of coded communication?" Come and mutter, a black line emerges. Unexpectedly, the monks of this era knew how to use encrypted communication to prevent leakage.

"It's the kid who is too careful, don't blame the master." Lai Cheng knew that the Great Compassion Master had seen what he was thinking, and hurriedly apologized.

"Why should the donor apologize?" Master Great Compassion said, "This matter is very important, and it is appropriate to deal with it carefully. ”

After speaking, Master Great Compassion opened the letter and handed it to Lai Cheng.

Knowing that this was because the Great Compassion Master was afraid that he would not be at ease, he deliberately let himself see clearly before doing so, and hurriedly glanced at the letter in front of him.

The small page is densely filled with strange words, and I don't know any of them.

Withdrawing his gaze, he stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Master." ”

Master Great Compassion nodded: "Come to the donor, before you arrived, the old man meditated on retreat for a day and a night. ”

"Let the master bother."

Master Dabei waved his hand gently: "The words of the first master are the will of my Buddha, and all the disciples of the master must do their best, and they must not bother to say anything."

However, this matter is related to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Buddhism, so it is difficult for Lao Qu to be in a dilemma. ”

Came to be silent, and said in his heart: Didn't labor and management agree when they were forced into a corner by your senior brother? What do you mean by that now?

"Alas~" Master Great Compassion sighed: "If it had been placed ten years ago, even if it was personally instructed by the first master, I am afraid that the old man would not have agreed."

It's just that since Emperor Guang succeeded to the throne, tyranny has become more and more serious, and the people's lives have become increasingly difficult. In the long run, I am afraid that it will not be long before the world will be chaotic and the people will not be able to make a living. ”

Lai Cheng nodded slightly, no one in this world knows better than him the chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, in just ten years, there is a population of more than 35 million.

Even if you throw away the poor people who fled into the deep mountains and old forests to live in seclusion, and the black households who were secretly included in the door by the family gatekeepers, the number of people who died due to the turmoil in the world in the past ten years will not be less than 30 million.

But no one will take this seriously, and the old monk can see that the chaos in the world is beyond his imagination.

After sorting out his thoughts, he said calmly: "Master, the kid is a vulgar person who doesn't know how to talk about big truths. Even if there is no seven-word words of the honored teacher, the kid will not stand by while watching the people of the world suffer.

If the master is really embarrassed and doesn't matter, the kid will still do his best to save as many people as possible. ”

Master Dabei waved the big sleeves of his monk's robe and smiled: "The donors who come to the donor have the heart to save the suffering, is it possible that the old man has been reciting my Buddha's compassion for decades in vain?" ”

Lai Qian hurriedly waved his hand: "Master, don't get me wrong, that's not what the kid meant." After all, the kid will be able to go out with the army in another year, and if he is lucky, he can be in charge of an army before the chaos, and he dare not say that he can save the world, but he can always ensure the safety of the people. ”

"The monks are compassionate, and it is a great evil to know that they can be saved but not to save them." Master Dabei folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." If you come to the donor, just count the old man's share. ”

Come to the whole day: "If the master can help, the kid can't ask for it." Thank you, Master! ”

Master Great Compassion nodded: "Although the old man got the letter from his senior brother, he still had to speak out and try the donor's compassion, and I hope the donor will not blame him." ”

"Where, where, it's too late for the kid to be happy, how can there be blame." Come to the whole overjoyed.

"That's very good." Master Dabei picked up the letter full of Sanskrit and said softly, "Come to the donor, there are 12 credible disciples under the old man's seat, all of whom are proficient in Sanskrit. In the future, letters can be written by them before they are delivered, and many troubles can be saved. ”

Come to the whole day: "Great, thank you master." ”

After a pause, he asked, "Master, are these twelve masters willing to follow the kid down the mountain?" ”