Next to the stone table in the courtyard.

The gentle and handsome young monk was fiddling with Go on the table with his head bowed.

He held three sunspots in his right hand, as if pondering something.

"Presiding Master, Master Yan is here."

The little monk walked up to the young monk and bowed slightly.

Wuchen beside the stone table nodded slightly, looked up with a smile and said, "Okay, you go down first." ”

"What about the Master of Wisdom?"

Yan Tao sat opposite Wuchen and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "You usurped the throne?" ”

Wuchen clasped his hands together, a look of compassion appeared on his handsome face, and he said softly: "Senior Brother Wuzhi has passed away and returned to heaven. ”

"The relics are enshrined in the temple, and if the Yan donor wants to see him, he can go to the temple to worship."

Yan Tao's expression was slightly stunned: "Master Wuzhi...... Passed away? ”

Wuchen smiled and stopped talking.

Yan Tao took out a pile of broken fragments of copper coins from his pocket and scattered them on the stone table.

"I'm here today to thank Master Wuzhi."

If it weren't for the copper coin that Master Wuzhi had given her in the first place, she wouldn't have been able to break through the Lord's defensive barrier.

When Master Wuzhi gave it to her, it was in the name of Yan Zun.

As a result, she took this thing to ask Yan Zun, only to find out that it was not left by Yan Zun at all.

Wuchen picked up a fragment of a copper coin and said with a smile: "Senior brother thought that you would come back to inquire about this matter before he passed away. ”

"He told you that you don't have to take such a small matter to heart. Fate comes and goes, it is all fate. At the beginning, Tanga Temple inherited the kindness of Master Qilinzi, and only then did it have today's prosperous incense. He gave you this copper coin, and he also wanted to repay the favor of Master Qilinzi. ”

Yan Tao: "Then this copper coin ......"

"This copper coin was left by the fog lamp master who opened the temple of Tanga Temple, and it has been enshrined in the temple before, and it is the treasure of the town temple of Tanga Temple."

Wuchen put away the pile of fragments on the table, and said with a smile: "Now, these fragments are of little use to you, so let's stay in Tanga Temple." ”

Yan Tao frowned.

Wuchen put the fragments in the palm of his hand and put them in his pocket: "Do you still want to ask, how did my senior brother know that you need this copper coin?" ”

Yan Tao nodded.

Wuchen laughed, he folded his hands together, and said a Buddha name: "Don't say, don't say." ”

Yan Tao ......!!

Wuchen put down his hands and rejoiced in his heart: Very good, I finally got back a game!

Happy!

Yan Tao squinted: Think, fight, people!

"Master Yan, I see that you are shining, and I think something good is coming."

"When the time comes, don't forget the invitation from Wuchen here!"

Young Master Yan squinted at him: "The monks still eat banquets?" ”

Wuchen smiled and smiled.

"If you have the heart to worship the Buddha, you will naturally be informal."

Yan Tao: "When you enter the world, you naturally have to abide by the rules of the world. ”

"The invitation won't be missing you."

"I only hope that when the dustless master enters, don't forget to bring gift money."

Dust-free ......

Yan Tao stood up: "Eating and drinking for nothing, it should be the style of Tanga Temple, right?" ”

"I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Wuchen stood in place and let out a long sigh.

"Amitabha! The monks don't care about these people in the dust. ”

He turned, pulled out the broken copper coin again, and carefully glued it together.

It's just that the copper coin is still missing a mouth.

He held the bronze coin in front of the Buddha statue in the temple and placed it respectfully.

"Senior brother, Master Yan has returned to China, the reincarnation has not been destroyed, the disaster has been avoided, you can rest assured."

He whispered a few words and put on three more sticks of incense.

Then he knelt on the futon, closed his eyes slightly, and began to recite the scriptures. ()

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