When General Wei went to rescue Jiang Li, Puhui went out according to the instructions of Xiaoye Guoshi, and he had to go back to Daye Temple without stopping.

I looked for the door all the way, and suddenly stopped, and there was a small stone room in front of me, and a person leaned on the stone wall with a large blood stain on his chest. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person who had been sitting cross-legged with his head drooping slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

"Ahem, it turned out to be Xiaoye National Teacher."

Yuan Qi!

Yuan Qi didn't die, he fell from the first level and actually arrived here. In retrospect, it was true that there was only one grave in the pit.

Puhui paused, Yuan Qi was not lightly injured, and it was impossible for him to break out in a wave to take him away in his current state, after all, he knew the way and it was okay to do light work.

Yuan Qi supported his body and got up, knelt on his knees and solemnly kowtowed three times to Ni Xiaoye:

"Xiao Ye Guoshi, the seven of us were originally ordered by the door to kill you on the way back to Beijing. Yuan Qi was ashamed, and now he realized that he didn't know right from wrong, and he disregarded human life for his selfish desires, and he was really ashamed to be a cultivator. I don't dare to ask for forgiveness, I just hope that you will return to Beijing safely. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't stop wheezing, blood spilled out of his mouth, he covered his chest and knelt on the ground, with a wry smile on his face.

After all, Puhui is a monk with good roots, although he was led by Xiao Ye Guoshi on the crooked path, but the essence of compassion will not change.

Leaned down, helped Yuan Qi lean against the stone wall, and took out the Ji Lian brand gold sore medicine given by Xiao Ye Guoshi from his arms and sprinkled it for Yuan Qi. Yuan Qi's essence is not bad, he is just a person who acts impulsively, and he is also affectionate and righteous, taking the lead for Yuan Er, serving as a sword for Yuan Er, and he also has a pure heart in his heart.

Well, it's the kind that Xiao Ye Guoshi said, Hanhan!

Yuan Qi looked at Xiao Ye Guoshi not only didn't understand him with a knife, but also helped him with medicine, snapped, and tears fell: "Xiao Ye Guoshi is so disregardful, Yuan Qi is really ashamed." ”

"Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground is my Buddha, uh, the tolerant heart of my sect. Now that you know your mistakes, knowing your mistakes can improve you a lot. ”

Yuan Qi grabbed Xiao Ye's cuffs: "Yuan Qi knows that he is wrong, the second senior brother is good to me, I will treat him as a good person, and the result is ......"

"What is good to you is not necessarily a good person. Whether it is good or bad for you is your own sense of selfishness, and the starting point of treating others with selfishness is easy to be biased, and the road will be narrow.

Those who cultivate the Tao should take it as their responsibility to purify all sentient beings, distinguish right from wrong with the benefits of sentient beings, and measure themselves with the blessings of sentient beings, so that they can walk wide and far. ”

Yuan Qi Chong Puhui was deeply impressed: "The words of Xiaoye National Teacher are like an enlightenment, and Yuan Qi has been taught. ”

A dose of Ji Lian's special gold sore medicine went down, and the bleeding in Yuan Qi's chest stopped, and his face returned to a little blood.

Puhui got up and carried Yuan Qi by his side: "Alas, send the Buddha to the west today, you can go out with me." ”

Yuan Qi's eyes were red again: "Master Xiaoye, do you still accept apprentices?" ”

"Huh?" I still want to be Xiao Yeguo's apprentice! You don't have a door!

"It's Yuan Qi's extravagant hope, does Daye Temple still accept monks?" Yuan Qi hurriedly said.

"Collect, sweeping monk!" Pratt & Whitney walked out with Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi was overjoyed, and said sincerely: "What Yuan Qi wants in this life is to sweep the dust in the spring, the rain in the summer, the leaves in the autumn, and the snow in the winter in front of the Xiaoye National Teacher's Palace." ”

Puhui glanced at Yuan Qi: "No!" ”

"Xiao Ye Guoshi has learned a lesson. Can the little monk know, why not? ”

Puhui gave him a blank look: "It's too literary!" ”

Xiao Ye Guoshi doesn't like this kind of tune!

You don't have Lord Song's face, Hanhan, literature and art are too spicy!