Chapter Eighty-Three: Leaving in a hurry
Seeing the two of them like this, Helan Minzhi didn't know what to say. Although www.biquge.info was secretly surprised by Yuan Tiangang's unscrupulousness, it was not unreasonable.
Whether he can really predict the future, or whether he can really feather and soar. But what is certain is that he really has a set of physiognomy techniques. As for what kind of feather ascended to immortal, if it was put in the previous life, he would not believe what he said. But now that I can survive well in the Tang Dynasty, it is a thing that cannot be explained by science, and it seems that becoming an immortal is not so difficult to accept!
Feeling a little amused by his thoughts, Helan Minzhi hurriedly picked up the tea and smacked it, for fear that in front of these two people who had almost become land immortals, he would show some feet.
As Master Xuanzang spoke again, what had just happened was taken over.
"Little friend, I don't know where you wrote this "Journey to the West"?" It seems that although he doesn't seem to care very much, Helan Minzhi can still clearly grasp this great monk's obsession with the book Journey to the West.
"Uh... This time, I've already written about the real and fake Monkey King, I wonder if the master wants to take a look? ”
"Okay, okay, I have to say, although Xiaoyou is not very old, this Wensi is really good. The old monk was ashamed of himself. I don't know when? He looked a little embarrassed as he spoke. As a member of Buddhism, although Master Xuanzang does not require his apprentices to be pure, he is very strict with himself. For so many years, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, I thought that there was no obsession of my own in this mortal world for a long time, but suddenly a child named Helan Minzhi handed over a legendary novel.
took it, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, this "Journey to the West" has also become one of Tang Xuanzang's obsessions. Aside from the daily work of translating, he hardly put down the manuscript of the book in his old man's hand. If Helan Minzhi is still a little vague when he remembers the fragments of the first few chapters of Journey to the West, then he can almost recite it backwards.
Seeing that he looked a little like a child, Helan Minzhi didn't think it was a little funny. It's like this every time I ask for a manuscript with myself. It's really hard for him. Fortunately, this book was originally remembered to be able to meet him, and now although it is not only written for him, Helan Minzhi is also very sensible.
"I wonder when the master will turn against the city?"
Xuanzang thought for a while, and then said: "The scenery in the mountains in this spring is very good, and the old monk has also felt tired recently. Therefore, I want to stay in this mountain for a few more days, and it is estimated that I will not be able to return until a few days after the peach blossoms bloom. ”
"In that case, then tomorrow the boy sent someone from the house to send you a manuscript, do you think it?"
"Good, good, good." said three good words in a row, which shows that he is really happy. I thought I wouldn't be able to see it until I went back, so I didn't have to worry too much about sending it over now.
The city of Chang'an is so bustling that even in the monasteries there is a lot of noise. The body is tired, although he doesn't care very much, but the monk is always in the red dust, it is inevitable to be blindfolded, this translation of Buddhist scriptures can not be sloppy, Xuanzang also wants to take this opportunity to clean up in the mountains for a while. Only after going back can we better translate the scriptures and leave more scriptures for future generations of Buddhism.
After finishing the novel, Master Xuanzang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that he really took this matter to heart. Helan Minzhi couldn't help but feel a little funny. Then the three of them drank tea together and discussed.
In fact, it is said that it is three people, but it is better to say that Master Xuanzang and Yuan Tiangang are exchanging things about Buddhism and Taoism. From immortals, to classics. From thought, to sacrifice. The two of them quoted scriptures and said that they were out of the blue, Helan Minzhi didn't say a word from beginning to end, in front of these two great gods, he really didn't know what his half-baked level could say.
But for nearly a day, he didn't find it boring at all. These two are both famous masters of Buddhism and Taoism in the world and in history, and they are almost no different from listening to the teachings of the saints.
But this beautiful atmosphere was interrupted after all, and the clear sound of horses' hooves gradually pierced through from a distance. The sound is getting louder and louder, and there is no doubt that it is coming here.
Sure enough, after a while, I heard a loud voice outside, and then someone knocked on the door.
"Except for what?" Master Xuanzang asked.
Outside the door, Peeki's voice came in: "Master Qiqi, the servant of Lord Helan is here." said that there was something at home, and he wanted to ask the Helan donor to return early. ”
"Huh? I wonder if I can let the domestic servant come in and talk back? looked at Xuanzang and Yuan Tiangang.
The two of them naturally didn't care, and they both nodded slightly. Helan Minzhi shouted outside: "Who is here?" Come in and talk back. ”
As soon as the door was opened, Ah Da Ah San and Monk Peeki walked in.
Seeing Ah San coming, Helan Minzhi was also a little surprised. After all, he only came out of the house in the morning, and he should go back in the evening, so could it be that something happened just this afternoon?
"Ah San, is there an accident at home?" The voice involuntarily brought a little anxious. Ah San hurriedly bowed down to him: "Young master, don't worry, there is nothing at home." It's just that the old lady sent a letter, saying that this time the lady will take you and the young lady to the martial arts family for dinner, saying that there is a big event. It's not easy for me to inquire, the old lady is also a letter from not long ago, did you say anything specifically, Mrs. heard it for fear that you would be late, so she asked me to ask you to go back. ”
"Grandmother?" Helan Minzhi frowned and pondered. You must know that since leaving the Wu family, Mrs. Yang has never asked herself and any of her mother and sister to go back to dinner. After all, the two brothers of the martial arts family have always been not very happy, and eating together is also a blockage. Moreover, as Mrs. Yang got older and older, she became more and more lazy to care about the disputes in the house. So for so many years, except for coming to my house from time to time to sit and visit Yang Sai Restaurant's house, I didn't care about anything. How could she suddenly invite us to dinner?
"Okay, master, Dao Chief, since my grandmother has something to call the boy, then please forgive the boy for being rude, so I will take my leave first. The master's manuscript will be sent to you tomorrow, and if the Taoist goes to Chang'an in the future, he might as well come to the boy's house to sit down. ”
As he spoke, he stood up.
Master Xuanzang and Yuan Tiangang both smiled, and the two didn't have to stand up.
"There's still snow on the road, so be careful when you ride your horse. Naturally, there is nothing important at home, you pay attention to safety. Master Xuanzang gently advised. The tone is gentle, as if he treats his own children and nephews.
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