Magic City.

Wanshou Cihua Temple.

In the unpretentious Zen courtyard, there are three old monks.

The old monk turned his back to the door, facing the Buddha statue, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, and reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

In the calm temple, the voices of the three old monks were inaudible.

Suddenly, the sound of smooth footsteps came from far and near.

The three old monks sitting there acted as if they hadn't heard anything, and their fingers were still in order.

When the footsteps disappeared completely, the old monk sitting in the center of the Zen monastery stopped his movements and slowly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

A crisp voice came from behind him, and a young novice dressed in a gray monk's robe bowed lightly to the Buddha statue in the monastery, saying, "Abbot, there is a female benefactor who wants to see you." ”

Abbot Qingquan asked in a low voice, "Female donor? Where did it come from, and what did it do, and what could it be? ”

The little novice stretched out his hands and saw that he was holding a Buddha statue in his palms.

This Buddha statue is golden all over, and it seems that the color of the body has become a little dull due to time.

Xiao Shami held the Buddha statue high, pointed at the back of Abbot Qing Shui, and said, "Abbot, that female donor is carrying a golden Buddha statue with her, which should be the ancestor of Master Qing Shui, who has opened the light." ”

Hearing the words of the little novice, the two old monks sitting next to the abbot of Qingquan opened their eyes.

"I've turned on the light? I haven't left the monastery in years! Over the years, everything in the temple has been presided over by the abbot and his brother, how could I give this thing? The old monk Qing Shui, who was sitting on the left, bowed lightly to the Buddha statue, and then stood up and exited the meditation room.

When Qing Shui took the Buddha statue handed by Xiao Shami, his pupils flashed with a thoughtful look.

"This Buddha statue is indeed enlightened by me, but the object of my gift is not a woman." The eyes of the old monk Qing Shui were empty, and his thoughts seemed to have wandered in the sky. He thought for a while, and then continued: "Senior Brother Abbot, Senior Brother Qingneng, I'll go to the guest hall first to find out. ”

"Senior Brother Qing Shui walks slowly."

The two old monks, who were still kneeling there cross-legged, nodded, immediately closed their eyes, and continued to chant the scriptures and cultivate their minds.

The little novice led the way in front and came to the guest hall with Qing Shui.

Qing Shui walked into the guest hall, and the first thing he saw was a woman with her back to her, dressed in plain white clothes.

"This female benefactor, poor monk Qing Shui, I don't know where you got this golden Buddha statue?" The old monk Qingshui did not hide the meaning at all, and did not ask the other party about the intention, but directly asked about the origin of the Buddha statue.

The woman heard an old voice coming from behind her, and she turned around, the white veil covering her face, blocking Qing Shui's vision.

After seeing Qing Shui's figure, the woman spoke: "This golden Buddha statue belongs to my husband." ”

Husband?

Did he already have a wife?

Qing Shui nodded slowly, but didn't really believe the other party's words, but continued to ask, "Excuse me, your surname?" ”

"My husband's surname is Lee." The woman was not surprised, as if she had known that the other party would ask such questions.

Hearing this, Qing Shui seemed to let down his guard, and then waved his hand to invite the other party to take a seat.

After the two sat down, Qing Shui seemed to be a different person, staring at the Buddha statue in front of him with his eyes, silent.

After waiting for a long time, the woman saw that the old monk Qing Shui didn't seem to have the intention of asking, so she took out a map from her handbag, placed it on the table in front of her, and slowly pushed it in front of Qing Shui. "Master, I came here this time to ask your temple for help."

Qing Shui didn't pick up the map, but raised his head, stared at the other party with his languishing eyes, and said, "Xiao Li has entered reincarnation, didn't he tell you about the special significance of this Buddha statue before leaving?" ”

When the woman heard Qing Shui's words, her face changed suddenly, and her hands trembled involuntarily for a moment. Even though the woman forced herself to forcibly calm down, this brief change was still clearly captured by Qing Shui.

"It is worthy of being a master, before my husband left, he also mentioned to me that he should not hide anything in front of the master, and when I saw it today, I was deeply touched." On the woman's face, a smile was forced, and her voice also changed slightly.

Qing Shui just smiled indifferently, and then continued to bow his head, silent.

The woman sitting there saw Qing Shui's performance, and suddenly had a feeling that she had nowhere to borrow. She thought twice and made a decision. "Master, I think you'll be very interested in this map."

Qing Shui shook his head, stood up, and walked slowly towards the door.

"Since the female donor doesn't know the intention of the Buddha statue, the poor monk can't do anything, so please ask the female donor to go back the same way."

Looking at the old monk Qingshui, who was gradually moving away, the woman clenched her fists and suddenly said, "Before my husband left, he told me that with this Buddha statue, he could come to your temple and ask for help. ”

Hearing the woman's words, the footsteps taken by the old monk Qingshui suddenly paused in mid-air. There was a strange smile on the old face, as if he was mocking something.

When the woman saw it, she suddenly felt that there was a play, and she immediately asked: "Master, I don't know if what the little woman said is correct?" ”

"Right, right, of course right."

Qing Shui turned around and returned to his seat, he reached out and picked up the map on the table and spread it out to take a look.

Suddenly, Qing Shui's two white eyebrows were twisted suddenly.

On the map, yellow sand is everywhere, and a stone pillar stands in the center.

In the distance, above the vast sea of sand, a touch of green is clearly recognizable.

In the upper right corner of the picture, there is a zoomed-out map of China, with a red dot marked on it.

"It's a desert."

"Yes, it's the desert."

"Female benefactor, what do you want the poor monk to do?"

"I want to ask the master to press the formation and accompany me to go here."

"When?"

"Tomorrow."

After sending the woman away, Shimizu picked up the map and returned to the Zen temple.

Qing Neng and Qing Quan, having finished chanting, sat there, waiting for Qing Shui to arrive.

When Qing Shui handed the map to the two of them, for a while, the entire Zen courtyard suddenly fell into silence.

After a while, the abbot of Qingquan waved his hand, and in the void in front of him, a three-dimensional golden pattern appeared.

"This should be the boiling emperor's mausoleum that has been rumored recently, and it is best for our Wanshou Cihua Temple to be involved." The old abbot of Qingquan pointed at him, and the pattern in front of him was instantly fixed. "Who is Xiao Li? Why did the senior brother agree to the other party because of him? ”

"Xiao Li? It's just a well-qualified young man I took a fancy to back then. ”

Qing Shui's words surprised the two.

Qing Neng asked, "What did Senior Brother mean?" ”

"If you come to me with a Buddha statue, you can escape through the empty door." Shimizu replied with a smile.

"That ......"

As soon as Qing Shui's words came out, the other two had doubts.

Seeing the confusion on the faces of the two junior disciples, the smile on Qing Shui's face gradually retracted.

I only heard him say: "That woman has a fierce spirit aura on her body, although I don't know what it is, and I haven't found any clues, but since it has appeared, I can't let it go easily." ”

"Amitabha!"

Qing Neng and Qing Shui immediately shouted the Buddha's name.