Bukong Sanzang and its lineage had a close relationship with the Li Tang Dynasty, and were not only deeply loved by Xuanzong and Suzong, but also had a large number of supporters in the court. Even during An Lushan's occupation of Chang'an, Bukong still managed to make his disciples pass on the book and maintain close contact with Xuanzong and Suzong.

Therefore, Hui Lin is not indifferent to the affairs in the court today, he knows what kind of existence the prosecutor's hall is, so he is very disdainful of the arrival of Yu Nuohai and others.

"Oh, listen to Senior Brother's tone, have they bothered Senior Brother?" asked Guo Xuan.

"Nope. It's just that the emperor's edict said that the Bodhi Temple of Ximing Temple is pure, and the scriptures are very rich, which is convenient for translating the scriptures and practice, so it is suitable to come here. Unexpectedly, a group of eunuchs came here to search for some anti-thieves. "Hui Lin, I'm a little angry.

This is strange, Senior Brother Hui Lin is not a person who likes to be angry, although he has also expressed his views on some things today in the past, but he should not be so resentful. Isn't it influenced by anyone? Guo Yu muttered in his heart, and found that Fang Cai Huilin's words were a little strange.

"What can they ask, who will they take?"

"I don't know, but they should have been the last to come to Bodhi Monastery, and it seems that they didn't see anyone. You're here to ask about the affairs of the Prosecutor's Office?" Hui Lin asked rhetorically.

"Sort of. Recently, a friend of Jin Bang Wuwei visited a case, it was the nephew of Lord Du You, Du Huangongzi disappeared, and the clues of the visit were somewhat implicated in Ximing Temple. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing! Du Huangongzi, oops, I knew that he had returned to Chang'an, but I heard that he was suffering from madness, otherwise I would have liked to meet him. He followed General Gao Xianzhi, stayed in Qiuzi for a long time, and often went to Shule, which is my hometown, and later traveled all over the Western Regions and Tianzhu countries, and I really wanted to have a good talk with him. Hui Lin's interest was all on Du Huan.

Hui Linjing is studious, but she is not a poor nerd, and she is also a person who likes to travel. Guo Yu knows this, presumably he has walked through the corners and corners of Ximing Temple, flowers and plants many times.

So Guo Yu took out the picture he had drawn and presented it to Hui Lin.

"A crow, you're drawing it wrong, aren't you?" Hui Lin squinted at Guo Xuan.

Hearing the senior brother say this, Guo Hua was shocked at the moment, he really came to the right place. It seems that Senior Brother Hui Lin knows this pattern.

Guo Yu hehe, before he had time to speak, Xian Yuyan grabbed the conversation: "Master Huilin, do you know this pattern?"

"This pattern is not unusual, three-legged golden crow. However, it is also a rare thing, and there are very few tribes of clansmen who use this pattern now. Look at the bird you draw, the appearance of the wings and the head of the bird is very close to the figure left over from the era of the ancestors, but it is missing a claw. ”

Hui Lin is erudite and naturally knows the three-legged golden crow, but his ability to tell whether this figure has been in the era of the ancestors or what Guo Hua has been unexpected, at least shows that it is very unique.

"Listening to Senior Brother, do you know the special features of this three-legged golden crow?" Guo Yu didn't answer Hui Lin's words, and continued to ask.

"Yes, not only are there fewer tribes using these three-legged golden crows as totems now. As you have drawn, the strokes are simple and clumsy, but they are full of heroic spirit, which is characteristic of a belligerent people. Hui Lin said, and then stopped, thoughtful.

"Which nationality is it?" Guo Yu and Xian Yuyan asked in unison.

"This, this country has been annihilated for a long time, don't ask!" Hui Lin seemed to think of something, and didn't plan to say any more.

"Senior brother, it's about Du Gongzi's safety, senior brother. Guo Yu planned to continue to persuade.

"Master, just say which ethnic group this totem belongs to, what's the obstacle?"

As soon as Xian Yuyan spoke, he suddenly understood, the more Hui Lin refused to speak, the more it meant that the answer they were looking for was close.

Hui Lin regained her old holdings, poured tea for the two of them, and poured herself a drink.

Hui Lin naturally wouldn't ignore Du Huan's life or death, there must be something hidden in this, maybe he was thinking of some way to have both worlds.

There are many entanglements in the world, and Hui Lin often likes to do both, which is his character.

Guo Yu also fell silent and quietly accompanied his senior brother to drink tea.

"Amitabha, the monk originally wanted to save your life, but the second class revealed his whereabouts!"

Hui Lin, who was slowly tasting tea, suddenly pronounced the syntax and said, revealing a lot of helplessness and sadness between her words.

Those who are harmful to others always live in darkness, and they always think that others will easily hurt them, and they always have the foolish idea of striking first. This is where the Buddha has compassion for the world.

Guo Yu was startled, and just before Hui Lin's words fell, dozens of cold lights swept across the lake with a strange and powerful murderous aura.

Hui Lin let out a low cry and swept out her right hand, which was the gesture of the Dreadnought Seal.

I saw that dozens of cold lights stopped there strangely, and a "wall" of colorful streamers forcibly sucked those hidden weapons.

This is exactly what Hui Lin is best at, the tantric water scroll, which is to build a wall of water with tantric methods, which is indestructible and soft to overcome rigidity.

Hui Lin waved her hand, and the wall of the streamer phantom, wrapped in the secret weapon of Han Sensen, fell into the bottom of the lake together.

The lake was calm and there was no one to come. But Guo Hua could clearly feel that the huge murderous aura was still on the other side and had not receded.

After a short period of calm, I saw that the water near the opposite shore moved, and three columns of water rose up ——, the sky, and suddenly turned into three vicious wolves with fangs and sharp teeth in mid-air, attacking the three people in the pavilion.

"Hmph—stupid!" said a disdainful tone, which seemed to come from Hui Lin's nose.

I saw the monk chanting a mantra in his mouth, unhurried, just stretched out an index finger, and gently stroked towards the surface of the lake, and a heaven-swallowing cave appeared on the surface of the lake, swallowing the three evil wolves transformed by the lake water.

When you look closely, the huge cave is actually the mouth of a water dragon. Hui Lin continued to chant the incantation, and the huge dragon head gradually rose from the bottom of the water, glaring angrily into the depths of the willow forest on the other side.

Hui Lin cast the secret method, the lake level dropped, and the water of the whole lake was stirring, it seems that Hui Lin turned the water all over the lake into that dragon.

Hui Lin, the use of the water scroll, has reached the realm of supernatural powers.

The people hiding in the shadows thought that they knew that they were powerful, and after two teas, there was no movement on the other side, and the murderous spirit gradually retreated.

"Escape-" Guo Hua felt the enemy's murderous aura gradually disappearing, screamed, swept out of the pavilion, crossed a beautiful light and shadow on the lake, fell to the opposite bank, and chased out.

Xian Yuyan heard Guo Yu's low roar, and hurriedly performed light skills and arrived on the other side. Originally, he thought that the enemy would kill him, but he didn't expect to be frightened by Hui Lin's powerful mana and retreated.

Perhaps, Hui Lin never wanted the thieves to expose their deeds at this moment and kill in vain, so she exerted her supreme Buddha power to make them retreat.

Guo Yu and Xian Yuyan chased after each other separately, where to see people. It's just that the person who came was able to hide the murderous aura on his body, and it seemed that he was not an ordinary assassin.

The two of them found no trace of the killer, so they turned back and walked towards the pavilion where Hui Lin was.

Then I saw a staggering monk staggering out of the pavilion, and the monk raised his hand and raised his neck to drink the wine in a gourd as he walked.

When the drunken monk saw Guo Yu and Xian Yuyan coming over, he recited a Buddha name with a smile, wiped the shoulders of the two, shook his body, and walked out of the garden.

The drunken monk, with the smell of wine and sweat, smoked the two of them with a straight pain in their brains, their beards were unshaven, the corners of their mouths were stained with grease and saliva, and their eyes were full of despair and sadness. Bald, can't tell the actual age.

"That man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he should be a very handsome person, but he is so down! Guo Yu couldn't help sighing, thinking of someone in his heart, but he didn't dare to be sure.

Xian Yuyan shook her head and ignored Guo Yu's words. He is not as sentimental as Guo Xuan, in Jin Wuwei for many years, in the prosperous Chang'an City, there are still many unsatisfactory people.

"It turns out that Ximing Temple is so lively, there are worldly masters with good manners, and there are such greedy and arrogant monks. Guo Yu said jokingly with Hui Lin.

"That's a crazy Arhat, a monk Huaixiu, he has profound Dharma, but he couldn't get through the last hurdle, so he went crazy, half Buddha and half devil. The Buddha and the devil are in one thought, and if you don't practice deeply, you naturally can't understand it. ”

Hui Linwu drank tea by herself, looked at the lake dyed amber by the setting sun, and replied casually.

It's really him, Crazy Arhat, Huaixiu.

He went crazy and called himself Huaicao. Therefore, some people call him Monk Huaicao, and some people call him Monk Huaixiu.

It is said that before he was 14 years old, before he entered the empty gate, he had already read the Mahayana and Hinayana laws, and the famous monks of Chang'an debated with him, saying that he was proficient.

After he entered the Ximing Temple, the cultivation of Buddhism has advanced thousands of miles day by day, and the statement has spread far and wide. Bukong Sanzang also intended to recruit him as a disciple, but he strangely refused.

He said, "All beings are Buddhas, not empty Buddhas, I am also Buddhas." It's not empty, I'm seeing it. ”

Not only was he not angry, but he was very relieved that he stayed in Ximing Temple. Not empty Sanzang, often send his disciple Hui Lang to Ximing Temple to exchange teachings with Huaixiu.

A new star of Buddhism is rising, but no one has discovered the hidden crisis, and people are amazed and even admired the roots of this young monk, blindly flattering and praising him.

The regret finally came, and the monk Huaixiu was twenty-three years old that year.

On the occasion of the death of the first Huaiming Master in the Zhengdao Hall of Ximing Temple, the resident holder intended to choose Huaixiu as the first, and there was no objection in the temple.

Just a month before the inauguration ceremony, Huaixiu suddenly went crazy. There was a panic up and down the Ximing Temple, because Huaixiu entered the temple as a prodigy, and soon became a monk in the two capitals, and his practice was even taken care of by Emperor Xuanzong, which was a big deal.

Huaixiu's madness is not only a scandal for Ximing Temple, but also a royal temple and a monk who has been cared for by the Son of Heaven, but also hinders the royal face.

Huaixiu, who went crazy, ran out of Ximing Temple, ran on the left and right streets of Chang'an, thirsty, went to the tavern to grab wine to drink, hungry, took the things sold by roadside vendors to eat, sleepy, just fell asleep on the side of the road.

Huaixiu went crazy in Chang'an City for more than ten days, and finally fainted and couldn't wake up.

Huaixiu is also a tantric kung fu, and most of the monks in Ximing Temple are based on Buddhism, so there is nothing they can do about him. In desperation, I had to invite the Bukong Sanzang, who was stationed in Xi's Kaiyuan Temple at that time, to come, hoping to resolve Huaixiu's suffering.

It took three days and three nights, and with the efforts of Bukong Sanzang and all the disciples, Huaixiu came to his senses.

Facing Bukong Sanzang and the others, he smiled and walked out of the monk's room.

Since then, Huaixiu hasn't gone as crazy as he did that time, perhaps, he hasn't really woken up.

The handsome young monk never returned, and when he returned to Ximing Temple, he was a sloppy and crazy crazy Arhat.

He sometimes regarded himself as Huaixiu, sometimes as Huaicao, and got drunk every day, or wandered around in and out of the temple, or said * Buddha to the monks. Crazy all day long, known as "Crazy Arhat".

People can't tell when he's awake and when he's insane.

Seeing this, the abbot of Ximing Temple reported to Xuanzong, saying that Huaixiu had entered Zen Buddhism from Tantra, and that Buddhism had advanced and had become transcendent, which did not prevent him from continuing to stay in Ximing Temple.

After the monk Huaixiu became a Huaicao crazy Arhat, it took three years for Guo Hua to be born, so he should be nearly half a hundred years old.

When Guo Hua was a teenager, he heard rumors of crazy arhats in Ximing Temple, saying that he was crazy and profound, and even recruited a few Qinglou women to swagger through the market on Suzaku Street.

However, madness is madness, but it is the dragon that sees the head and does not see the end. Several times I made a special visit with friends, but I didn't meet Huaixiu. Today, I met unexpectedly.

All kinds of deeds, in a flash, Guo Hua got carried away.

But Xian Yuyan asked: "After we left, he appeared here?" There was vigilance and suspicion in his tone.

Xian Yuyan had never heard of the name of the Crazy Arhat, let alone knew his deeds, but instead maintained the original intention of visiting Ximing Temple.

"After you left, he came here. Hui Lin saw what Xian Yuyan meant, and replied without mind.

"His steps, scattered but not chaotic, his body shaken but not falling, should be a person with kung fu. Xian Yuyan asked.

"In addition to his profound knowledge of the Dharma, he is also a master of Tantra. What, you doubt him?" replied Hui Lin with a smile all the time.

"Well, after all, he was here for the first time. Xian Yuyan said bluntly.

"Let's think about how to save people. Bad guys, it's not so easy for you to catch!"

Hui Lin's first sentence reminded them both. In the second sentence, Guo Yu heard it, and there was something in the words. Xian Yuyan heard it, but it seemed to be ridiculing herself, and her face was embarrassed.

Hui Lin saw Xian Yuyan's thoughts, took a sip of tea, and laughed to herself.

"But, how can you save people? I ran away at the moment of the attack, and there is really no trace of it now!" Guo Hua's mischievous energy came up and asked Hui Lin, he knew what Hui Lin should have thought of.

"It's not difficult to save someone, but you have to find him first!" Hui Lin said mysteriously.

Guo Yu and Xian Yuyan looked at each other, rolled their eyes, and thought to themselves, isn't this nonsense!

Looking back at Hui Lin, I saw him glaring angrily, like King Kong, and the two of them suddenly felt a sharp pain in their abdomen like a knife, and beads of sweat the size of beans on their faces were dripping down.