Speaking of this question, grandpa's face, which was originally full of wrinkles and folds, suddenly became proud: "It's not because our feng shui is good, and we are fortunate to have a little Lingqi." ”

"Is this what Master told you?" I asked.

Grandpa was stunned again, and his eyes rolled: "Definitely, otherwise how would I know." ”

I always felt in my heart that my grandfather was playing a pretense for me, but I was too young to think about so many things.

Recently, I also have an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in my heart, which always makes me look in a trance, Master said that the Four Pillars of Pure Yang Body Spiritual Sense is naturally strong, and I will not have this feeling without coming.

At night, I lay in the bedroom that had always belonged to me at home, my hands on my head, but my thoughts were flying in the sky.

"Xiaoling, do you have parents? Would I like to take you back to see it? I asked, lying on my bed.

I don't know if it's affected by my emotions, Wang Xiaoling's tone at this time is also a little deep: "It seems to be, I don't remember, since I don't remember, there's no need to go back." ”

"Let them see it, and it will only increase their sadness." Wang Xiaoling sighed.

This little girl's IQ is not as low as I thought.

was about to pretend to comfort her a few words, but the sound of "ding ding ding" sounded outside the window.

"Which insect is so short-sighted, Xiaoling, you exude a ghostly aura to repel mosquitoes."

At this time, Wang Xiaoling became a tool ghost.

"Brother, it doesn't seem to be a mosquito." Wang Xiaoling's voice revealed confusion and fear.

The dinging sound kept ringing, and since it wasn't a mosquito, I struggled to get up and look outside.

"Damn, what the hell, why is Master passing me a paper crane now?"

It turned out that the master's paper crane technique came to deliver the news to me, and the family installed a satellite phone on the Taoist temple, is there something not fragrant to call? You have to pretend to be like this.

I opened the window, pinched the paper crane in, and unfolded it.

Master's vigorous handwriting appeared: "Tomorrow morning, put on Taoist clothes and return to the Taoist temple quickly." ”

As soon as I finished reading it, the paper crane spontaneously combusted.

I became more and more confused in my heart, I went to the Taoist temple and went to the Taoist temple, why did I still ask to wear Taoist clothes.

I was going to sleep, but Master's appearance made me think about what tomorrow would be, and whether I would be able to deliver the news in such a top-secret form in the middle of the night.

Finally, in my thoughts, I fell asleep...

In September, there was little rain and clouds in the south, and the rest of the six hours were scorching hot, except for the early morning and night.

Wearing the black Taoist clothes that belong to the disciples, when the sky is bright, he will carry a big backpack to the Taoist temple, this old man, let me go down the mountain for a while, let me go up the mountain for a while, and treat me as a cow.

"Old man, if you don't tell me why, I'll be done with you!"

I threw my backpack casually in the Sanqing Hall and sat on the futon on all fours.

"Why are you not done with me? Want to fight? The old man looked at me with disdain.

"I... I can't beat you, I will kill myself, and let you break the inheritance! ”

"Go outside, don't get my Taoist temple dirty."

...........

Master doesn't hurt me at all now.

"Then I have to give some explanation for what it is." I muttered.

The master still sat with his eyes closed: "There are guests coming today, pack up your things, don't embarrass me." ”

This huge Taoist temple is often deserted except for pilgrims, but there are visitors today? Could it be that Master, this strange old man, still has friends?

I immediately became interested, hurriedly went to pack my things, and sat cross-legged in front of the Sanqing Hall with Master, meditating quietly while pretending to beep.

The morning sun was reflected in the Sanqing Hall, and the master and I were clothed in a layer of golden holy clothes.

At this time, Master and I had a few strands of long hair scattered randomly on our foreheads, and we were in a calm appearance, lazy but solemn.

Two shadows, one long and one short, were reflected into the main hall against the rising sun.

"Wow, Master, they're so handsome, I want that kind of long hair, too." A cute bald little monk in front of the door exclaimed.

This little monk's round head has a fleshy smile, and his two eyebrows are curved and thick, looking cute and cute, and his neck is thick. Black Buddha beads, carrying a shabby bag, gray monk's robe full of worn patches.

There is also a tall man next to him, very large, holding a sword and a Zen staff in his right hand, holding a Buddhist ritual in his left hand, and the rest are dressed like little monks, but the rosary on his chest is much thicker, with a huge hat, and he can't see his face clearly.

Hearing the voice, Master and I opened our eyes almost at the same time, and slowly ended the breathing.

Seeing the visitor, the master's face was overjoyed, and he sat cross-legged and held a peer etiquette in front of him: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Master Qingjue, don't come unharmed." ”

To tell you the truth, it's the first time I've ever seen Master bow to someone so respectfully.

Seeing this, Qingjue also recited a Buddha name, and bowed slightly: "Amitabha, since the day before yesterday, it is said that you have a thought in your heart, so you come to visit it." ”

Fortunately, Master has asked me to study ancient books since I was a child, and I can understand classical Chinese and the like, and his general meaning is: "Since the last time we parted, I have always been concerned about you, so I came to visit." ”

But I always felt a little awkward to speak like this, I couldn't help but interject, got up and saluted Qingjue: "Senior, can I speak Mandarin?" (Can we communicate in Mandarin?) ）”

The master reprimanded me: "Shaft, don't be rude, what are you doing when you interject?" ”

I was a little aggrieved and was ready to refute Master, but Master Qingjue relieved me.

"It doesn't matter, you are a guest when you come, you follow the customs of the locals, and the guests should follow the wishes of the host."

This Qingjue seems to be a little unaccustomed to speaking official language, and when he speaks, he is also literary, but he is not as tongue-twisting as he was at the beginning.

I didn't know how to deal with the monks, so I bowed to the deacon: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Master Compassion." ”

Qingjue led the little monk and walked in, and the master hurriedly got up to greet him.

The little monk didn't have so many twists and turns, and took Qingjue's hand and kept asking, "Master, when will I be able to grow my hair as long as you?" ”

"Jingming, the teacher told you that you and I are different, you can only focus on the Dharma in this life, otherwise you will fall into karma, and you will have the opportunity to enter the red dust in the future." Qingjue's voice was rough, but it was flat.

In fact, the master doesn't like to talk to people about the same language, the same sentence can represent too many meanings, it is not easy to communicate, and he simply does not write crepe.

"Qingjue, is this your apprentice?"

After speaking, he looked at Jing Ming: "Yes, what a little monk with six pure and transparent roots, if he focuses on Buddhism in this life, he will definitely make great achievements." ”

Hearing this, Qingjue took off his hat and put it behind him, he was actually full of slender white hair, his face was resolute and angular, and his eyes seemed to be full of monstrous war intent all the time!

Qingjue smiled and touched Jingming's head: "Yes, this son is related to me, but he is different from me in some places, in fact, his best destination should not be me, but I have been ascetic for many years, and I thought that I had long been accustomed to walking the world with a precept knife, and I couldn't help but accept apprentices when I saw such a spiritual child." ”

The smile on his face became even bigger as he spoke, and he touched Jingming's bald head again.

This Qingjue's face is resolute and solemn, like an angry King Kong, with long hair and like a heavenly god of war, with this smile and intimate gesture, there is an indescribable weirdness.

"This apprentice of yours is also very powerful, the Four Pillars of Pure Yang were born with a cultivation life, and he has successfully refined and refined his qi at a young age, and you have also picked up a treasure."

My face was slightly happy, is this praising me? You must be praising me, right? It's been a long time since I've been complimented by anyone.

Seeing that my face was overjoyed, Master patted me on the back of the head and said to Qingjue, "This baby can't boast and is easy to be impetuous. ”

Qingjue still insisted on his point of view: "It is not a bad thing for a cultivator to do nothing and do as he pleases. ”

"It's just.... Why is there some traces of his innate Qi that have been made up, and there are still some missing traces? ”

Master waved his hand: "He had an accident when he was a child, and I helped him fix it." ”

Qingjue was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed the master's pulse: "Xuan Lingzi, you..."

The master hurriedly made a silent gesture: "It's okay, it's just a few years earlier." ”

Seeing this, Qingjue didn't say anything, and hurriedly pulled Jingming over: "Don't hurry up and salute your seniors." ”

Jingming touched his round head: "Isn't this that I dare not disturb you to reminisce." ”

"Amitabha, the younger generation is called Jingming, I have seen my predecessors, I have seen my senior brother."

There are many ways for monks to greet Taoist priests, such as senior brother, Taoist chief, Taoist friend, etc., but seniors must be honorific.

"Okay, go to the kitchen and cook some fasting, don't be lazy." Master commanded.

Tut-tut, I've never seen Master treat me so well.

I can only comfort myself mentally: [No matter how I say that this Taoist temple is also my family, I will be the host for once.] 】

..........

At the dinner table, the four of them sat upright, chatting about their daily lives, and I felt very awkward in this kind of restrained occasion, always looking for a chance to leave, but it was not good to save the master's face.

Qingjue noticed my abnormality and smiled slightly: "Xiaoyou don't have to be restrained, you are the master here, how comfortable you can come." ”

I skimmed Master, who nodded slowly, and I quickly relaxed my body with a sense of relief.

Dripping ran to Jingming's side, this baby fat little fat man is very cute, I have long wanted to pinch his face.

When I thought of it, I did it, and pinched his face directly: "Little fat man, senior brother, I can enter refining and refining qi now, what level are you?" ”

Jingming slapped away the hand I was holding him: "Senior brother, I am now in the "Relic" realm. ”

What kind of realm is this? I looked at Master suspiciously, and my hand was pinched again dishonestly.

Master looked at me with a wicked smile: "It is equivalent to the middle stage of refining and refining qi." ”

I know my own cultivation system, although it sounds like only a small realm, but the gap between them is very different.