There was also an old acquaintance standing next to Lin Pingzhi, it was Ding Jian, who was nicknamed 'one-word electric batons' by the sailors, thinking that Lin Yuantu couldn't rest assured after all, so he sent him to walk with Lin Pingzhi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"yes, it's time to go."

Shen Cheng said hello to Lin Pingzhi and Ding Jian, reached out and patted Xiao Hongsleeve's head, and said softly: "I'm leaving, you should be careful these days, and you should take care of the affairs of the family." ”

Little Red Sleeves nodded obediently and said, "Don't worry, Childe, I will protect the master." ”

To tell the truth, when my dad hears this, it probably hurts his self-esteem.

Shen Cheng smiled at Xiao Hongsleeve, took the reins from the dart master beside him, and shouted, "Xiao Linzi, let's go." ”

immediately turned over and got on the horse, and secretly, used his finger magic power to flick on Lin Pingzhi's little white dragon's hips.

Under the pain of the little white dragon, the people on the ground stood up, Lin Pingzhi was startled, and almost fell off the horse.

Shen Cheng laughed and shouted, "Xiao Linzi, brother, I'll go first." "Clamp the horse's belly and ride away.

"Wait for me!" Lin Pingzhi said angrily, greeted Ding Jian, and chased after him with a whip.

……

In this plane, South Shaolin is built in the north foot of Jiuhua Peak of Jiulian Mountain outside the west of Putian City, the official temple is called Linquan Zen Temple, it is said that it was built by the high monks of Shaolin Temple in the north of the former south, so it is called South Shaolin, backed by Jiulian Mountain, there is Mulan Creek flowing slowly under the mountain, and it is extremely advantageous to win.

After more than 400 years of development, Southern Shaolin has also produced many high monks, such as Master Fang Zheng, Master Fang Sheng, and Lin Yuantu's Du Yuan and called the three major monks of the four crossings, the three major monks, the most honored among the southern temples, and the head of the Southern Zen Buddhism. Shen Cheng's body is quite respectful of Buddhism, and every once in a while, he will go to the temple to worship, so he is quite familiar with the first red leaf Zen master of the South Shaolin Bodhi Temple.

Shen Cheng rode a horse briskly through the south gate of Fuzhou City, compared with the previous time he went to Putian, this time his mentality was undoubtedly much more relaxed, this time he went to South Shaolin only to be invited by the Red Leaf Zen Master to see the grand event of Buddhism, as for the belonging of the family, it has nothing to do with him

The three of them set off from Fuzhou and hurried to Putian slowly, and it took about five and a half hours to travel from Fuzhou City to South Shaolin on their feet.

After the three of them ran out of more than ten miles, they came to a fork in the road, and the intersection was the official road leading to Putian, on the official road, from time to time there were three or two monks passing by, and their eyes were full of bright bald heads.

Lin Pingzhi was a little curious and asked, "Uncle Jian, are these monks all going to participate in the Southern Sect Zen Meeting?" ”

Ding Jian bowed his head slightly, and whispered: "Exactly, this Nanzong Zen meeting is a five-year grand event of Zen Buddhism, and most of the world's eminent monks gather here. ”

Shen Cheng looked in the direction Ding Jian was pointing, and saw an honest-looking, somewhat thin monk, wearing a jute monk's robe, wearing a pair of very torn straw sandals on his dirty feet, and the wind under his feet quickly walked past him.

He was very fast on his feet, and he was obviously very good at light skills, but he had traveled a long distance in three or two steps, and had reached the front of the three.

"This is the honest monk in "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"?"

Shen Cheng controlled the small round ball, followed the honest monk, and said in the live broadcast room with his mind: "Friends, this monk is the honest monk in "Lu Xiaofeng", one of the four great monks. ”

"66666, meet another celebrity."

"Honest monks are not honest......"

"Anchor, don't mess with him, it seems that he is not a good person!"

"Not necessarily, an honest monk is both good and evil, anyway, as long as you don't offend him, the anchor is not in any danger."

……

Shen Cheng introduced a few more words about the situation of the great monk, and then took the small round ball back.

By noon, the three of them felt a little hungry in their stomachs, and Ding Jian said: "Two sons, I know that there is a tea shed in front, let's go over and take a rest, drink a few bowls, eat something, and let the mount rest." ”

The tea shed was open on the side of the road not far ahead, and I saw a banner hanging diagonally from a distance, and I walked slowly towards the tea shed.

The three of them dismounted, tied their horses to the pillars beside them, and walked into the tea shed.

This tea shed is slightly smaller, Shen Cheng saw at a glance that in the tea shed, there were five or six people sitting sparsely, and in the innermost part of the tea shed, there was a fat monk who was very obese, and he sat alone in three seats, glanced at Shen Cheng lightly, narrowed his eyes, and nibbled on steamed buns as if nothing happened.

When he was stared at by this fat monk, Shen Cheng felt a huge trembling sensation emerge from his heart, and he even had difficulty breathing, as if he was facing an insurmountable mountain.

In my heart, I knew that I had met a top master comparable to Shi Zhixuan, and I didn't dare to look at it at the moment, so I called Dr. Tea and ordered a cup of tea, and asked for a few pastries, and the three of them each took a few pastries and ate them separately.

Sitting opposite them were two young men with very smart eyes, the one on the left with long and narrow eyes, a high nose, and a broad forehead, with some ethereal and dusty air; The one on the right has big ears, and the silhouette has a strong taste of masculinity, and he carries a long knife at his waist.

The two exchanged words from time to time, and they seemed to have an unusually deep relationship.

Shen Cheng smiled politely at them, and didn't pay much attention to them, but chatted with Lin Pingzhi.

After a while, the curtain of the tea shed was lifted again, and a big monk wearing a jute monk's robe and covered in dirt walked in, and said, "Shopkeeper, the monk wants to drink a glass of water." ”

It was the honest monk he had just met on the road.

The honest monk politely saluted everyone present, and when he saw the fat monk in the innermost, his face changed, revealing fear, and he reached out to take the tea and put it on the table.

He honestly sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, and folded his hands and silently recited the drinking mantra.

"If you don't hold this mantra, it will be like eating the flesh of sentient beings......

The honest monk's drinking mantra was very loud, which attracted everyone's attention in the tea shed for a while.

The fat monk squinted his eyes at him and said slowly, "What about killing?" The Buddha said that Maitreya was born in the Buddhist scriptures: the master gave the record, when the Buddha was born, he was called Ci, as the scriptures before and after. Maitreya Buddha said: Those who kill one person are one Bodhisattva, and those who kill ten people are ten Bodhisattvas. How could you, the great monk, put the cart before the horse and recite this noisy bird scripture? ”

The honest monk's forehead suddenly oozed sweat, and he suddenly knelt down straight in front of him, bowed his head and said, "The monk is wrong." ”

The fat monk nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then I won't kill you." ”

Xuan sat down again and began to munch.

The honest monk drank the water honestly, stood up slowly, and saluted the fat monk, and flashed out of the tea shed with a smoke, and even the figure was no longer visible in an instant.

Looking at this situation, the sailors in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"66666, anchor, who is this person?"

"Isn't the honest monk a super master, how can he be completely coaxed by this fat monk after a glance?"

"Listening to him is a bit like Maitreya or White Lotus ......"

"I'm dizzy, it's really a group of demons dancing around, just a fat monk, even an honest monk is scared like a dog."

Shen Cheng was also a little confused, he looked at Ding Jian with puzzled eyes, Ding Jian shook his head, didn't dare to make a sound, and ate the pastries by himself in silence.