Zhao Shuchang blushed at what he said, and just wanted to scold, but then he thought of his mother's upright temperament, and he couldn't say the words in his mouth for a while, so he choked for a while, and said, "If you come, let's stay." Without waiting for him to refute, he turned around and ordered, "Butler, clean up a yard and take care of it." ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, when did anyone dare to talk to Hou Ye like this? But looking at Hou Ye's appearance, it didn't look like he was angry, but seemed to be a little guilty! Hearing his command again, he hurriedly put away the speculation in his heart and nodded in agreement.

The man looked at Zhao Shuchang with hesitation in his eyes, originally after he made a series of doubts, he shouldn't have stayed here, but thinking of his empty money bag, he had to nod again.

"What name did your mother give you?" Zhao Shuchang looked at the man's appearance, and remembered the old things many years ago, and felt a little powerless for a while.

"Zhao Bin. Zhao Bin said and bowed his head, if he had a choice, he would rather not have the surname "Zhao".

Zhao Shuchang waved his hand weakly, and the housekeeper was worried in his heart, and hurriedly led the man to the guest house.

On this day, Peng Mo was sitting in the guest courtyard of Huangjue Temple drinking tea and reading books, when suddenly a little novice came and said politely: "Miss Peng Si is here?"

At the age of about ten years, Xiao Shami looks white and chubby, and he feels a little round in a monk's robe, which is very cute.

Liuying looked at the appearance of the little novice, walked over, and said with a smile: "Little monk, what are you looking for my master? Who asked you to come?"

Xiao Shami recited a Buddhist sentence decently, and then said: "The little monk is called mercy, not a little monk." ”

Liuying laughed, squatted down and looked at Xingci, and said, "Aren't you a monk? Aren't you small? Then what's wrong with me calling you a little monk?"

Xingci looked at Liuying, his face was flushed, and he couldn't refute it in the end, so he only recited a Buddhist sentence and ignored her.

Peng Mo looked at it and smiled, got up and came to Xingci, and asked with a smile: "I'm Peng Mo, what is Master Xingci looking for me?"

Xingci was young and low, so he had to look up at the person in front of him, she stood against the light, her eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and she was amiable to watch, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and secretly said that this donor is really good-looking.

Liuying looked at Xingci and was dazzled, reached out and poked his bright head, and said with a smile: "Little monk, what are you looking at?"

Xingci returned to his senses, hurriedly retracted his gaze, twisted the Buddha beads, and recited: "The color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color..." ”

"Poof. Liu Ying couldn't help laughing, this little monk is a little old, he has to make an old appearance, it's really funny.

As soon as Liuying's laughter came out, Xingci's face turned even redder, and he lowered his head and couldn't speak.

"Liuying, don't laugh, listen to Master Xingci what's going on. Peng Mo was also funny, but looking at Xingci's embarrassed appearance, she still couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, master. Liuying covered her mouth, not daring to laugh again.

"Miss Peng Si, my master is invited. Xingci blushed, not daring to look at their master and servant.

"Who is your master?" Peng Mo was puzzled, although she often came to Huangjue Temple, she didn't know who this little novice's master was!

The little monk saw that the two of them were not smiling, his face was better, and he lowered his head slightly and said: "The little monk's master is the master of Kongwu." ”

Master of Kongwu! Huangjue Temple presided, highly respected, profound, widely spread the Buddhist altar, promote Buddhism, and was deeply admired by the people of Dayong.

Peng Mo's eyes flashed, and he smiled lightly: "Master Xingci, please lead the way." Although she often accompanies Peng's family to live in Huangjue Temple, she is not familiar with Master Kongwu, without him, just because Master Kongwu rarely sees guests, and when there is nothing to do, she will enter the Dharma when she has nothing to do, and she has only seen a few times in public forums.

What is he doing with himself now? Peng Mo couldn't guess a little.

Passing through the heavy guest courtyard, Xingci took Peng Mo's master and servant to the main hall, and when he stepped on the steps of the hall, Xingci stopped Liuying and said, "Master Peng, please come in, the master is waiting for you." ”

Liu Ying looked at Peng Mo, Peng Mo nodded, and walked towards the hall alone, the closer to the main hall, the more obvious the smell of sandalwood, and the sound of the wooden fish became closer and closer.

Standing in front of the main hall, Peng Mo looked inside, only to see the Buddha statue of the Dharma**, looking at all living beings, two futons were placed under the Buddha statue, Master Kongwu sat on one of the futons with his eyes closed, twisting the Buddha beads with one hand, knocking on the wooden fish with the other hand, and muttering softly in his mouth.

Peng Mo looked at it for a moment, walked in lightly, sat on another futon, closed his eyes and chanted Buddha.

After a moment, Master Kongwu opened his eyes, looked at the woman with a serene face in front of him, and gently recited a Buddhist word.

Peng Mo also opened his eyes, and shouted respectfully with his jaw head. "Master of Emptiness. ”

Master Kongwu nodded. "Is the donor okay living in the guest house?" The voice is mellow and rich, so that people can precipitate their inner troubles when they listen to it.

Peng Mo smiled lightly, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Thank you Master Kongwu for your inquiry, the guest house is clean and comfortable, and the little girl lives well with her mother." "It's often the subject after the politeness.

Master Kongwu was kind and kind-eyed, and smiled when he heard the words: "I heard that Miss Peng Si likes Buddhism, and the poor monk has a few Buddhist scriptures here, which are now given to you, I hope you will cherish them." As he spoke, he picked up a few Buddhist scriptures at his side and handed them to her.

Peng Mo followed with both hands and read them one by one, which were: the Dizang Sutra, the Prajna Sutra, the Huayan Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Nirvana Sutra.

"Sincerity, purity, equality, enlightenment, compassion, seeing through the freedom to let go and recite the Buddha at will. Master Kongwu read a sentence.

Peng Mo looked up at him when he heard this, and then looked at the scriptures in his hand, and he didn't understand what he meant, and said with a smile: "If the master has something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

"It is difficult to predict the origin and extinction, and the cause and effect are less to consider, and the poor monk asks the donor to act kindly. Master Kongwu said in a soft tone.

Peng Mo's eyes shrank, his lips smiled, he put down the scriptures in his hand, looked at Master Kongwu, and said, "What does the master mean by this, that I have done evil things?" ”

Master Kongwu didn't speak, just looked at her calmly.

Peng Mo smiled lightly at his acquiescence, got up and walked to the Buddha shrine, pinched up three incense sticks, lit them at the candle flame, inserted them in the incense burner, bowed for a while, and then turned to look at Master Kongwu again, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what the master heard?" Or did he misunderstand something?"

In the past and present lives, Peng Mo and Master Kongwu have no intersection, and his admonition is really abrupt and confusing.

Master Kongwu had never heard of Peng Mo, the only time he saw her was in the emperor's Qinzheng Palace, it was that time he saw the blank barrenness on Peng Mo's body, this situation was abnormal, and she had a little anger on her body, so he had what he did today.

The poor monk didn't hear anything outside the window, and he didn't hear anyone talk about Miss Peng Si's deeds. ”

Peng Mo lowered his eyes and smiled, and said, "That is, the master himself is speculating, thinking that I will do evil things, so he has made this move?"

Peng Mo smiled again, still sat back on the futon, and said: "The capital is the pure land of Buddhism and the pure world, but I don't want the master of emptiness to wantonly attack the virtue of the little girl with his own reverie, the master is highly respected and admired by the people of Dayong, you know that your words are a capital crime for the little girl." ”

Kong Wu frowned and looked at Peng Mo.

Peng Mo's smile remained unchanged, and then he said: "You also know that if your words are spread today, even if my heart is good and not evil, in the eyes of others, I will feel that I have bad intentions and cause trouble, and my results can be imagined at that time." ”

Master Kongwu shook his head and muttered. "Amitabha!" this was not the result he wanted.

Peng Mo looked directly at Master Kongwu, and the smile on his lips finally cooled. "Dare to ask the master, I have not done anything, but I have been attacked by the master so much, where is the good that the master preached, and where is my evil manifested?"

She never thought that the meaning of Master Kongwu coming to her was to warn, it was really ridiculous, if you want to lead me to goodness, you have to let me take revenge, otherwise, people will block and kill, and Buddha will block and kill Buddha!

Master Kongwu recited a Buddhist saying, and his voice was low and desolate. "It's the poor monk who lost his words, Miss Peng Si is not strange. It was he who was arbitrary, and rashly made such words and deeds with the worries in her heart, she really did not do anything evil, but saved all the villagers in Shuangxia Town, donated food and medicine, such a good deed, others are incomparable.

"The master is serious, the master is old and respectable, I have admired the master for a long time, I am really fortunate to be able to talk with the master like this, how dare I blame?" ”

Master Kongwu looked at Peng Mo's departing back and sighed deeply.

Liuying saw Peng Mo come out and hurriedly greeted her, took the scripture in her hand and said, "Master, what is the master looking for you?"

Peng Mo looked back at the towering hall, smiled lightly, and said, "Master is merciful, knowing that I like to read scriptures, so give me a few copies." ”

Xingci looked at the scriptures and wondered: "This is my master's manuscript, the most precious one, how can it be given to the donor?"

"yes, I'm really honored. Peng Mo looked at the scriptures, his eyes were deep.

Regardless of whether Master Kongwu heard something or calculated something, as long as he did not pose a threat to the revenge plan, Peng Mo would not pay attention to it, and otherwise...!

When Shura returns, is he a good person?

In the evening, after accompanying Peng to recite the last Buddhist scripture, Peng Mo returned to his small side courtyard, and just poured a cup of tea before he could take a sip, Youmeng ran in in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Peng Mo looked up at her, these days of observation, although the dream is not as steady as Liuying, but it is also a proper act, what is the big deal with such a panic?

Youmeng hesitated for a moment, slowed down his tone, and said, "Master, the slave and maid have something to say to you, don't worry. ”

Peng Mo couldn't help but "chuckle" in her heart, and the hand holding the cup clenched tighter, and the heat from the wall of the cup made her let go of her hand again.

Yumeng swallowed, trying to keep her voice as slow and soft as she could. "Master, something has happened to Your Highness!"