According to legend, the climbing stairs of the Tiger Leap Temple have 999 steps, take the number of 95 supreme, it is one of the largest temples in Xiao State, the abbot Hui Neng Zen Master was given as the national teacher, 12 years ago, that is, the excellence of the question of the next day passed away, and the particles were sealed in the dome of the temple.

His disciple Wu Zen Master succeeded Hui Neng as the abbot, five years ago in order to rescue the villagers who were attacked by wild beasts, he loved tigers, and his sacrificial particles and Hui Neng were sealed together.

After this battle, the people grieved, so it triggered the relocation of the temple, after the temple moved to Longtou Town, it was renamed Puren Temple by Huyue Temple, which means Puren sentient beings, and one of the Buddha statues of Puren Temple is modeled after the Zen master of Wu.

The abbot of Puren Monastery was supposed to be passed on to the great disciple of the Wu Zen Master, Monk Zhijia, who was reluctant to leave the Tiger Leap Temple and led a small novice to still live in the Tiger Leap Temple on the mountain.

The current abbot of Puren Temple is the younger brother of Wu and the uncle of Sujia, and his Dharma name is the pure Zen master.

Push open the temple door covered with cobwebs, the majestic Daxiong Treasure Hall shows in front of you, even if it is dozens of meters away, you can still clearly see the Buddha statue of more than ten zhang high in the hall, the eyebrows are kind, the eyes are squinted, it seems to see the vicissitudes and changes of the world.

Looking at the benevolent Buddha statue, Lan Ya spontaneously felt a sense of guilt, knelt lightly on top of the Pu Tuan, folded her hands, closed her eyes, and read softly: "My Buddha is merciful, please forgive the disciple for his own selfishness and harm others into shackles, Lan Yue has approved this family business, and she is willing to take it down, if the disciple robs her, she will definitely think that the disciple is jealous of her, and she can't see her living a good life." The disciple can only promise that if she needs something in the future, the disciple will try his best to help her. ”

As soon as he hit the ground, his heart was making waves again.

With Lan Ya bowing down devoutly, a burst of fragrance but wisps of incense passed into the nose, Lan Ya frowned, forming a heavy Sichuan character, standing up gently, following the source of the fragrance, step by step to the Buddha statue to turn back, only to see the gilded Buddha statue behind, it is actually a hidden ear room, which is stacked with incense cases, incense candles and other sundries.

In the open space of the sundries, there is a small silver carbon filament pot, which is boiling with bubbling soup, with a strong aroma of spices, a six- or seven-year-old little novice, is putting a strip of sliced meat into the boiling pot, bright red, thin slices of meat, only rolled in the soup, and then was fished out, dipped in the sauce, rolled up by the tip of the tongue of the little novice, and then was filled with cheeks, drumming and squirming, with the sound of satisfactory swallowing, into the abdomen, the little novice was extremely satisfied to touch the belly that looked like a drum and was round like a ball.

After eating the last piece of meat and vegetables, looking at the empty small pot, the little novice stood up, picked up the ear of the silver filigree pot without fear of being hot, held the pot, and went out through the back door of the ear room.

After he went out, Lan Ya saw that what was sitting under his buttocks was not a wooden bottle or a maza, but a one-meter-wide tortoise carapace.

Lan Ya couldn't help but step forward, knocked on the turtle carapace that had shrunk back to his head, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go back to the Seven Star River, I'll help you." ”

The turtle poked its head out curiously, saw that it was a female baby, and said lazily: "There is a pure evil pool in this back yard, I have lived in it for decades, and I don't like to move anymore." With that, he slowly crawled in the direction of the pool behind him.

Lan Ya followed behind, and walked to the opposite with the little novice who had washed the empty pot and returned.

Xiao Shami rarely saw outsiders, and when he suddenly saw Lan Ya, he first looked panicked, and when he saw that the pot in his hand was as clean as ever, he turned pale and said: "Little donor, if you want to pray for blessings, please go to Puren Temple at the foot of the mountain." ”

Lan Ya smiled and folded her hands and said, "Little master, don't be nervous, I'm a hunter in Yujia Village at the foot of the mountain, and I accidentally got lost." ”

Xiao Shami's face turned pale: "Amitabha." The donor didn't need to panic, the poor monk asked the master and found someone to send the donor down the mountain. ”

Xiao Shami seriously hid the silver filigree pot in the incense tower in the corner, and then led the way in front without changing his expression, and Lan Ya followed.

Walk through the heavy, empty temple, push open the last door of the temple, out of the courtyard, behind the temple is the highest place of the Tiger Leaping Peak, a glance at the mountains, want to be poor for thousands of miles, lush, a good place to enjoy the scenery and the moon and enjoy the world.

At the end of the eye, on a prominent stone, an old and a young, a monk and a layman, are touching the chessboard and drinking tea.

The old monk was dressed in a robe, more than seventy years old, but he was a crane with a childish face and a strong spirit.

The young man is dressed in white and snow, his long hair is scattered, his fingers are in the clouds, his starry eyes are slightly squinted, his thin lips are slightly pursed, his eyebrows are slightly locked, he seems to be sorrowful, he seems to be obsessed, the breeze is coming, the white clothes are fluttering, the long hair is flying, if the ten-mile long pavilion, the hundred miles of peach blossoms, and the birth of the immortals, it is exciting.

The little novice led Lan Ya to the side, and then fell silent.

Lan Ya looked at the young man in a daze, all along, in her opinion, the young man has always been a freshly dressed angry horse, a person in power who decides rewards and punishes, and a person with a black belly, but today's young man is a fairy and a person outside the world who does not eat fireworks, pampered and humiliated, and people can't take their eyes off it.

The young man gently dropped the clouds, and his good-looking lips showed a good-looking loneliness, which provoked Lan Ya to follow the corners of his mouth.

The chess pieces of the two finally fell, and the monk Yijia sighed lightly and said: "The little benefactor's chess skills have improved a lot, and at the beginning of the year, the poor monk could still give up the three sons, and by this time he was already between the two of them." ”

Zhuo Xiaoran lightly put down the chess pieces and smiled indifferently: "But the result is still the same, if you lose, you lose." Find a master to fight again next month. If you win, I hope the master will fulfill his promise. ”

Monk Zhijia folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, turned his head to look at Lan Ya and Xiao Shami, and said, "Enlightenment, who is this benefactor?" ”

Shao Shami bowed to the old monk in a proper manner and said: "Master Hui, this benefactor is a hunter in Yujia Village, who went up the mountain to hunt and got lost. ”

Monk Yijia looked at Lan Ya deeply, and then looked at Xiao Ran, and saw the silence on the other party's face, as if he had never known each other, so he lightly sued the Buddha: "Amitabha, there is a donor." After speaking, he turned to one side, made a gesture of please, and drove people away.

Looking at the two of them who were gradually moving away, Monk Yijia sighed lightly, Zhuo Xiaowangye's chess skills are increasing day by day, and I am afraid that the secret will not be hidden for a few days, and I am afraid that time is running out.

Looking at the six-year-old little novice, a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart, and he looked at the two people under the mountain again and nodded deeply.

Descending the stairs, there was silence, and the needles could be heard, except for the solemn sound of the wind swinging the willows, and the occasional chirping of birds, insects and frogs.

Lan Ya felt that she was so depressed that she was about to lose her breath, and stomped her steps twice, but the other party ignored them. Slow down the pace, the other party seems to be waiting for him, he also slows down the pace, he spends his pace, and the other party seems to speed up the pace, so that he can follow him like a shadow.

Lan Ya finally stretched out his hand unbearably, grabbed the cuffs of the young man in front of him, and said angrily: "Don't tell me that you are not Zhuo Xiaoran, you are just his half-brother?" ”

The young man turned his head and looked at Lan Ya with his slender little hands, pulling the white cuffs, his fingers were like a piece of fine jade, almost transparent and bright, his heart was inexplicably injured, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he said indifferently: "Thanks to you, I will become the son-in-law of King Beixiao in a short time, do you want me to thank you for the kindness of the big media?" ”

Lan Ya couldn't help but froze, and was looked at by the young man's indifferent eyes, as if he was really a big traitor, but didn't we have an eighth-generation grudge between us, why was he so uncomfortable in my heart?

muttered for a long time: "I didn't expect that just a marriage post would decide your marriage, aren't you the future prince?" How can there be nothing that can be done? ”

The young man's eyes were full of color, looking at the green mountains like Dai, and he was silent for a long time.

"It's too cold in a high place", this sentence couldn't help but overflow into Lan Ya's mind, I am afraid that this young man will bear much more than ordinary people think.

Lan Ya looked at the sunset that was sinking more and more westwardly and said: "Enjoy the glory that ordinary people do not have, you must bear the weight that ordinary people do not have, life is a lifetime, eight or nine times out of ten, it depends on whether you can persevere to the end." ”

The young man glanced at Lan Ya, his brows furrowed even deeper, and he said disdainfully: "You brought the weight I beared, and the unsatisfactory things were all brought by you." ”

Lan Ya suddenly stagnated again, and found that her language ability was rapidly degrading today.

Seeing Lan Ya's embarrassed face, the young man raised his brisk steps and walked down the mountain, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he silently said in his heart: I will definitely persevere to the end.

The two of them set foot on the road without stone steps, shuttling in the jungle, a sweet fragrance penetrated into the nose of the orchid bud, the orchid bud happily followed the fragrance forward, turned over a gentle slope, and saw the wild flowers all over the hillside spitting the core of the fragrance, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, butterflies flying, bees around, a thriving scene.

Lan Ya flew into the flowers, and when Xiao Ran thought that the other party was a little girl's heart and smelled the butterflies dancing, he saw the little girl tracking a bee, going around and around, walking under a tree not far away, raising her eyes, jumping to the tree quickly, stabbing with a branch, a big honeycomb fell to the ground quickly, and a nest of bees rushed out.

Lan Ya quickly picked up the hive with her coat, and galloped away from the tree with lightning speed, the bees formed a dense web behind her, but they were thrown farther and farther.

When Lan Ya ran away from the bees' tracking, she turned sideways but didn't see Zhuo Xiaoran, and looked back in surprise, but saw the young man lying on the ground stupidly, besieged by a group of bees.

Lan Ya jumped to her feet in anger, threw the beehive, wrapped her head and face with clothes, and only two small holes were left, her hands were wrapped in a towel, and her whole body was wrapped tightly.

Quickly jumped back in front of Zhuo Xiaoran and pulled the young man hard, but the young man shook off Lan Ya's hand in a panic, just waved his hand to chase the bees, and protected his head and face.