At this point in the play, the master has probably completed the task of lobbyist.

Tian Gongzi pushed away Matsui Pingzhi's check: "Mr. Matsui, Master Chuansu is not an ordinary monk, and he cannot be regarded as common sense. ”

"This is a donation, a donation to the Su Shin Deeds Foundation, Master, I hope you will use it for those in need."

"Amitabha, good, good, thank the donor for them." Only then did Master Chuan Su accept the cheque and accept the gift in the name of the sacred, which seemed very noble.

Matsui Pingzhi took out another check and handed it to Sha Yingying: "Please Miss smile, the master said that three thousand threads are all life, and Pingzhi does not dare to be ruthless." ”

Sha Yingying wanted to refuse, but when she saw the number on the check, she hesitated.

Tian Gongzi nodded, she accepted it, and said sweetly: "Thank you." ”

Yanzi appeared in front of the door, and said with one palm: "The vegetarian meal has been prepared, please go to the side room to eat." ”

Everyone stood up, and Sha Yingying walked to the door, stopped in front of Chuan Su and said, "Master, it's time to eat." ”

"Poor monks keep the precepts and don't eat at noon. Amitabha, thank you for having a heart. Chuansu gave an excuse for not eating at noon, and everyone showed admiration, such a monk is a monk.

Master Kongmu has been quietly tapping on the wooden fish, ignoring everything outside of him; Zhu Tong had the heart to invite him, thinking that it was very inappropriate, so forget it.

The side room is still in this small courtyard, the smoke let them into the side room, which is more comfortable than the side hall, the mahogany table of eight immortals, bright lights, exquisite tableware, a table of sumptuous vegetarian food has just been served.

Zhu Tong had a small amount of food, and after eating a few bites, he stopped his chopsticks and only drank wine.

What is provided in the Fuxian Temple is fruity rice wine, and the jar is marked with "Ten Years of Buddha Brewing", which is brewed by the monks and nuns in the temple themselves, and the taste is good; Quite to his taste.

Vegetarian food is usually eaten quickly, Matsui Heishi and Tian Gongzi returned to the main room to talk with Master Chuansu, and Zhu Tong took the three beautiful ladies to cool off in the courtyard.

Master Kongmu paced out of the room and moved his hands and feet, but was stopped by Zhu Tong: "May I ask Master, what is the origin of this banyan tree?" ”

"Amitabha, how can the donor ask this?" Kongmu looked at Zhu Tong in a little surprise, although everyone didn't know each other in name, they were old friends in private.

"I just feel weird about this banyan tree...... There must be some story, right? ”

"This ancient acacia has been a thousand years, it is indeed a legend, if the donors want to hear it, the poor monks should know everything. Legend has it that there used to be a quiet village around ....... ”

Because of the perennial chanting, Kongmu's eloquence is very good, and he tells the story with emotion, and the three beauties are drunk.

A lot of the nonsense in front of me is just to turn a deaf ear, and that is to promote the long history of Zixia Nunnery and the boundlessness of Buddhism. It is impossible to know that the previous affairs of Zixia Nunnery were ruthless, and when a few old nuns were repaired, there was only a dilapidated ghost temple left, and the former monks and nuns did not disappear early, and even half of the scriptures were not left.

In the end, ruthlessness finally talked about what Zhu Tong cared about.

“…… That year, only half of the hall was left in Zixia Nunnery. Nearby farmers needed a few planks and took a fancy to the old banyan tree. They came here with tools, and first cleared the wild grass around them, revealing a large nodule at the root. A reckless young man hoeed a tree with a shovel, and an elder next to him saw that something was wrong and hurriedly stopped him. The nodules were large, like a horse's head; The lad was hoeing between the marquies. They saw a puff of green smoke coming from the horse's mouth, wrapping around the young man. The young man's face turned blue and he collapsed with a shudder. There were four people present at the time, and they looked at each other for a while and trembled with fright. I don't know who shouted and ran, until I ran to the front of the main hall to stop, and watched the young man lying under the tree from a distance, not knowing what to do.

Only the elder did not run, he pulled the young man up, dragged him to the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the main hall, and found some old incense ash mixed with water from the corner and fed the young man to drink. He said: I have heard people say that this is a sacred tree, and if you dig it, you will be punished, and it turns out to be true. The young man drank the fragrant ash water a little better, and the blue and purple on his face subsided. They took him to the hospital, but he died in the early hours of the next morning. When he was dying, the young man foamed at the mouth and his stomach was as big as a basin. Amitabha, sins and sins.

"And then?" Chen Yiyi asked, putting her hand on the crook of Zhu Tong's arm and leaning closely; Miss Song's face turned pale with fright, and she dodged a few steps and hid behind Zhu Tong; Sha Yingying had already stood on the right side of Ruthless, biting her lip.

"The next day, four other people came to the banyan tree and placed incense sticks and offered five-colored offerings; The young man's family also came to burn incense and prostrate and pray for forgiveness from the sacred tree. Finally, he covered the nodules with soil and built a fence around them, and then left nervously. But half a month later, the four of them became ill one after another, and the symptoms were the same as those of the young man, all of them were cold and bruised. They went to many hospitals, taking medicine and injections, and struggled to save their lives. Since then, no one in the vicinity has dared to approach the tree, and the surrounding temples and trees have been able to stay.

A few years later, a group of Red Guards from other places came to break the four olds, saw that it was deserted, and pushed the Buddha statue in the main hall to leave. There was a girl who was in a hurry, so it was convenient to hide behind the banyan tree. Her companion, a disturbed and kind boy, quietly climbed a tree to peek. After watching it for a while, he became ill-intentioned and jumped off the tree in a vain attempt to be rude. Unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly blew in the sky, and half of the big tree was blown off by the wind, crushing the boy below. When he was rescued, his leg had been broken, and when he was sent to the hospital, he trembled all over, his face was blue, and his eyes were yellow. Some people say that this tree only blesses women, and it is a fairy tree; The other half of it was ruined by that time. ”

When the story was over, the faces of the three beauties changed greatly, and they were not afraid of the old banyan tree; Sha Yingying even leaned over the fence and stretched out her arms to caress the tree.

Zhu Tong felt the heavy pressure again, the banyan tree was lush, the branches and leaves were gently swaying, and there was nothing wrong with it. Zhu Tong also stretched out his hand and carefully stabbed the dragon star into the tree.

"Is that girl still alive?" Miss Song has an occupational illness and asks the supporting characters for the story ruthlessly.

"Donor, be careful." Master Kongmu ignored Miss Song, grabbed Zhu Tong, and forcefully pulled him out of the enveloped range of the banyan tree; "Amitabha, men can't approach the sacred tree, and neither can the old man."

"I am not afraid of evil, master, I am not afraid, I will bear what happens." Zhu Tong shook his hand to get rid of it, mainly because Long Xinghao was still in the tree, and the baby couldn't stay here.

However, he was now weak, and he did not break free of the empty wood after a few strokes; Stopped, looked at him coldly: "Master, what do you mean by this?" ”

Kongmu hurriedly let go and said: "Amitabha, if the donor has any accident in the small temple, the poor monk can't afford it." ”

"Who said you were going to take care of me?" Zhu Tong approached the old banyan tree and leaned over to fetch Long Xinghao.

He understands that Master Kongmu is really afraid that he will have an accident, at this point in time, the eight factions of the rivers and lakes are uniting together to hunt for treasures, and the agreement of Hongfa Temple has not been dispersed, and if something happens to Zhu Tong in Zixia Nunnery, no one can say clearly.

If Long Xing didn't stay on the tree, Zhu Tong would be fine, stories and legends are also a part of life, and to engage in the business of faith, you need to use these mysterious things to attract attention and then seek benefits. The three beautiful young ladies next to them proved that they didn't notice what was going on here, and they were completely fascinated by this sacred tree. In particular, I knew that the lost half of the old banyan tree was to save a young girl, and I was moved as if I had seen a god.

As soon as Zhu Tong's fingers pinched Long Xinghao, the cold current poured in along Long Xinghao and quickly spread throughout his body; He was frozen there for a moment, unable to move his hands or speak, unable to even blink his eyes.

The cold snap came from the roots of the old banyan tree, where there was an earthy yellow creature, slowly wriggling.

At this moment, the butterfly god instantly moved from the Yintang Cave to the Shoulder Well Cave, where he resisted the invasion of the cold current; Zhu Tong felt better, the butterfly god had teleported to the black crystal in the middle of Long Xinghao, and he was guarding there like a general.

"I see." Zhu Tong took out Long Xinghao and took a few steps back; Suddenly, he saw Tian Gongzi, Matsui Heizhi and the old monk Chuan Su all standing beside him; "What's wrong? What are you all looking at me for? ”

Chen Yiyi walked into two steps: "Is the director okay?" ”

"Very good, what's wrong?" Zhu Tong feels really good, since the injury, now is the moment when he feels the best; The heaviest part of the lungs, itchy, numb. He knew it was a sign that the injury was getting better.

"You were so scary just now, you were trembling, like an electric shock. The Ruthless Master came up and pulled you, and all of a sudden it became like that. Sha Yingying pointed to the ground, and her eyes were blue and purple, but fortunately, she was still able to meditate hard.

"He's evil, nothing." Zhu Tong squatted down and grabbed Master Kongmu's head, and pulled out the phoenix star and stabbed it into his eyebrow Yin Tang acupoint; Draw a trace of black mist to refine in the spar, and when you feel your fingers warm, carefully enter it.

The blue and purple on the empty wood food subsided, his body slowly relaxed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zhu Tong who saved him, and he let out a long breath: "Amitabha, good and good, the donor is fine." Thank you for your mercy. ”

Tian Gongzi laughed and said, "Director Li is really a miracle doctor, and he is smart." ”

Zhu Tong smiled and didn't speak, helped Master Kongmu up, and advised: "The master has been dragged down by me, and it is me who should be thanked." It's just that don't drink fragrant ash water for a while, drink three taels of spirits first, and then drink a bowl of dried ginger and licorice soup, and sleep with your head covered and sweating, and you should be fine tomorrow morning. ”

"It's as simple as that?" Master Kongmu is still a little cold, it is a matter of life and death, and he will not put the master's shelf.

"Yes, there is one thing to be aware of; If the master usually drinks alcohol, the amount of spirits should be weighed by himself, and the amount of liquor should be half drunk. In other words, if the master usually gets drunk after drinking one catty, this time he has to drink half a catty. ”

"Amitabha, thank you for the gods. Excuse me, can this prescription save others? ”

Zhu Tong nodded, and said thoughtfully, "As long as it is caused by this tree, you can use this prescription." If it is in autumn and winter, you can add a taste of ginseng. Hey, no, no one could have gotten sick that season. ”

Master Kongmu wanted to ask why he didn't get sick in autumn and winter, and when he looked at a few pairs of eyes around him, he thought that his illness was not a majestic thing; There are many people who ask outsiders for advice, and they are suspected of falling into a reputation; The Buddha chanted the sound of the Buddha, and drank and decocted the medicine under the support of the smoke.

After all, this old banyan tree is in Zixia Nunnery, and a group of monks and nuns have been guarding it for many years.

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