Xie Jinglan bowed slightly.

"Where's this master?" Chu Yu asked, her hands still on Xie Jinglan's wheelchair, and she was about to push people over.

Xiao Shami hurriedly stopped, "Please stop this female benefactor!" ”

"Huh?"

Chu Yu looked sideways.

The young monk may not know what a woman is, but he can also distinguish between beauty and ugliness, especially the person's eyes are so bright, all of a sudden, he stumbles a little when he speaks.

"Teacher, Uncle only invited Master Xie to come over......"

Chu Yu pursed her lips and smiled, "But I didn't say I couldn't go over together, right?" ”

"This ......"

Xiao Shami was really stumped, raised his hand to salute, and unconsciously picked the ring scar on his head.

Xiao Shami's snow jade was born cute, but the head was bare, like a smooth egg, and at a young age, there were also a few ring scars on it.

Dressed in a simple monk's robe, his face was obviously immature, but he wanted to make a dusty expression...... It's not cute.

"Little monk, did it hurt when you ordered the scar?" Chu Wei subconsciously wanted to touch his head.

"Huh?"

Sensing the approaching movement, Xiao Shami hurriedly took a step back, as if what was in front of him was not a great beauty but some kind of flood beast, but his cheeks were suspiciously red.

"This donor, please respect yourself!"

"Where do I lose my self-respect?" Chu Yan's expression was more innocent than him, "As the saying goes, if you recite the Buddha in your heart, then the Buddha will ......be at ease in your heart."

Chu Yu's sophistry made the little monk completely stunned, and she couldn't help but feel-

Ah, I think she's right......

Xie Jinglan clearly looked at Chu Yu's face with relish when she teased Xiao Shami, it was a kind of relaxed and completely different beauty.

He had rarely seen it.

"Fit for it." Xie Jinglan stopped him, "That's still a child." ”

Little Novice immediately threw a grateful look at him.

Xie Shizhu usually looks fierce and difficult to approach, but he didn't expect to be a good person......

Xie Jinglan avoided Xiao Shami's gaze.

Chu Yu was confident: "It's because he's still a child that he can't let him go!" ”

Xie Jinglan: "......"

I don't understand what the other party is saying, but it must not be good or bad.

"You can go." In order to prevent Chu Yu from continuing to toss, Xie Jinglan took the initiative to persuade the little monk to leave, and seeing that the other party was still hesitating, he added, "I'll pass, alone." ”

-

In the end, Xie Jinglan went to see the master, and Chu Yu walked around the temple alone.

In the Zen courtyard, under the ancient pine trees.

A monk in a robe is meditating with flowers.

Different from the master imagined by outsiders, this master of the sky has a very young and handsome appearance, looking no more than twenty years old, however, when he looks up, his lips are not bent and he smiles, and his eyes are bright and bright, quite a bit of divinity.

It is the compassion of my Buddha, the appearance of the Buddha to save all sentient beings.

When Xie Jinglan's wheelchair was pushed in, the young monk just poured the tea on the opposite table and was about to withdraw his hand, obviously anticipating the time, and there was a chessboard in front of him.

The chessboard and the pieces are not precious, they are just ordinary stones polished, but they seem to have been tempered by many years and time, so they seem close and warm.

Plain and white give birth to a Buddha nature.

Looking up at Xie Jinglan, the thin sunlight leaked from the crack in the tree and fell on the face of the young Buddha, showing that his expression seemed to be sad and happy, and he said to the Buddha, and then said:

"Thank you, don't see you for a long time."

Xie Jinglan retreated from everyone, pushed his wheelchair to the other side of the chessboard, picked up a sunspot in his hand, and landed in the center without thinking about it.

It's too strong to make any sense.

"You're still the same, you're pretending to be a ghost all day long, bald donkey."

There was no anger in his tone, even rudely slandering the other party's beliefs, but he was not angry, and he picked up a white piece and fell.

The Buddha is at ease in his heart.

As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, it is a practice everywhere.

However, compared with Xie Jinglan's deviant way, he fell on the corner in a regular manner, appearing gentle and scrupulous.

The two of them soon played chess back and forth.

Xie Jinglan played chess at a fast speed, vigorously and resolutely, and every time he fell, he almost didn't think about it; And the empty look is much calmer and gentler, but the speed of the fall has not fallen a lot, and he has always followed Xie Jinglan, looking unhurried.

Xie Jinglan's chess style is like his people, falling into his hands, these sunspots have become warriors on the battlefield, arranging troops all the way, pressing step by step, and constantly fighting.

The air looks gentle and accessible, can accommodate everything, and actually does prevent every killing move of Xie Jinglan, and the black and white are staggered, and it also invisibly neutralizes the wanton killing in Xie Jinglan's chess pieces.

But if you look up, you will find that Xie Jinglan's expression is completely different from the crazy chess game, he looks very calm, and there is no chagrin that the chess path is blocked, except for a pair of dark and bottomless eyes, everything else can be described as indifferent.

It's as if the chess pieces in his hand and the whole chessboard are just toys under his control!

Soon, several confrontations passed, and the time began to chat casually.

"Lord Xie seems to be doing well lately."

The face on the other side is still as pale as ever, and the anger hidden between the eyebrows has not disappeared, but the whole person reveals a vitality that has not been seen before.

It's very light, but it's also hope.

Xie Jinglan ignored him, and the killing move reappeared in the chess game.

The young and handsome monk quietly defended, and said, "What good things have happened?" I heard that Lord Xie married his wife some time ago......"

Xie let go suddenly.

The black pieces fell back into the basket and collided with each other, making a crisp sound, which could seem a little harsh in the silence of the Zen courtyard.

"Isn't the monk already out of the world, why do the six pure monks also come to ask about this kind of furniture?" Xie Jinglan opened his mouth to mock.

"Amitabha, although the poor monk cultivates the Buddha, he is still living in the world, and he is still a person in this world, and he cannot be detached."

Monk Likong showed a knowing smile, and the Buddha nature seemed to understand everything, "It seems that the relationship between Lord Xie and Mrs. Ling is very good......

"Huh."

Xie Jinglan only snorted coldly, noncommittal.

He continued, "Thank you, the things in this world are nine deaths, the donor has demons in his heart, for the world and the common people, and thank the donor for turning back as soon as possible......

"Smack".

This time, Xie Jinglan directly smashed the sunspot into the chess basket, and this angry blow splashed out the rest of the chess pieces inside, messing up half of the chess game at once.

Xie Jinglan raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy and cold eyes, staring straight at the monk opposite.

"The world? The common people? ”

He sneered, and his posture was extremely domineering, "What does the life and death of others have to do with me?" This world was originally brought down by my Xie family, and I will also be disturbed by me! ”

"Why did Lord Xie bother to stir up the capital city?" After a while, he sighed, "Not for the outside world, Lord Xie should also think of the person you love in your heart......"

I never thought about it, Xie Jinglan's tone became more and more fierce and gloomy, "Everything I love is no longer there, why should I consider it?!" ”

He only shook his head slowly, making Buddhist words, and he looked at Xie Jinglan's eyes with transparent wisdom, as if he could see through everything.

"Thank you, your heart is not quiet."

Xie looked at him heavily.

"It said, it's messed up." ”

Under the sleeves, Xie Jinglan's thumb was unconsciously rubbing against something, only the top revealed a translucent green.

It was the jasper hairpin that Chu Yu gave him.