Following the little novice into the courtyard, Shi Qingqian saw the abbot sitting under a hundred-year-old tree at a glance, and it was not until she got close that she found that the monk had his eyes closed, as if he was chanting sutras to send the Buddha.

The little novice on one side didn't move, just stood and looked at the abbot.

Shi Qingqian was also embarrassed to bother, so she could only stare at the abbot like Xiao Shami, but when she had almost counted a few wrinkles on the host's face, the abbot still didn't mean to open his eyes, which made Shi Qingqian a little crazy.

"Little monk, little monk." Shi Qingqian lowered his voice and called the little novice, but the other party seemed unwilling to pay more attention, and even seemed to condemn Shi Qingqian's sudden voice.

Shi Qingqian was choked by the other party's silent condemnation, and was a little speechless in his heart, what, it's like a wooden stake, or an unkind wooden stake.

At this time, the abbot, who had been closing his eyes, spoke up: "Ring seven, serve tea to the benefactor." ”

Xiao Shami, who was called the seventh ring, answered, his face was light, only the eyes were like a deep lake, deep but full of a look that Shi Qingqian couldn't understand.

"The female benefactor is here for the beads." The abbot looked at Shi Qingqian with a smile, but he looked a little unfathomable.

Shi Qingqian nodded, not too surprised, the other party could guess that she was coming, and how she didn't know what was going on.

"You say that I have a Buddha fate, I don't believe this kind of thing." Shi Qingqian looked at the abbot, obviously a five or six-year-old female doll, but her words revealed a bit of undoubted steady wisdom: "I won't tell you, I don't believe in Buddhism." ”

When the abbot heard this, he just smiled and didn't say much: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's better to taste this tea with Lao Gao." ”

Shi Qingqian followed the abbot's meaning and looked at the tea on the seven rings, just a glance, Shi Qingqian couldn't help but be stunned, and then his face was full of doubts.

I saw that the tea in the simple tea cup was clear and colorless, and it looked like the freshly boiled white water, but in the steaming white gas rising from the cup, there was indeed a faint fragrance of tea.

There is no doubt that it is a cup of tea, and as for how it is made, she does not know.

"How?" The abbot looked at Shi Qingqian and asked.

Shi Qing glanced at the abbot suspiciously, reached out and carefully picked up the cup and tasted it, just one sip, and the refreshing fragrance of tea almost penetrated all the internal organs.

At that time, Shi Qingqian only had one thought, perhaps, the enlightenment of a cultivator was probably nothing more than that.

Jieqi on the side couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at Shi Qingqian's expression, and when he turned his head to look at the abbot, the other party just smiled and nodded.

"This ......" Shi Qingqian didn't know how to answer, let alone how to describe that feeling.

"That's the answer I gave you." The abbot looked at Shi Qingqian, although he didn't say anything, but he seemed to know everything.

Shi Qingqian was puzzled.

The abbot summoned Jie Qi and handed his cup of tea to Jie Qi.

Seeing this, Shi Qingqian couldn't help but carefully observe Jieqi's reaction, but saw that the other party didn't seem to feel like himself, and when the tea was in his stomach, the other party's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

"How?" The abbot asked about the seven precepts.

Jie Qixiao's face wrinkled tightly, and it took a long time before he replied, "It's very bitter." ”

"How so!" Shi Qingqian was a little surprised, stood up and walked to Jieqi and smelled the remaining tea in his cup, the same fragrance as himself, and the liquid was so clear and transparent.

"You and the seven rings are Buddha, but the same cup of tea, everyone's taste is different, the road of the seven is destined to be tortuous and bitter, and your road, although there are some twists and turns, but all with the help of the nobles around you, turn the danger into a disaster, full of hope, or rather, you are hope."

Shi Qingqian was puzzled.

"One day in the future, you'll understand."

Coming out of the courtyard, Shi Qingqian looked at the little monk who closed the courtyard door behind him, opened his mouth and finally said nothing, and finally took a deep look at the closed courtyard door and left.

She didn't understand before she came, so she came to solve her doubts, but after she came, she didn't understand even more, and the abbot didn't mean to say any more, and directly asked the little monk to send off the guests, and she couldn't continue to rely on.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Jieqi looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, lowered his eyes, and slowly folded his slender hands in front of him: "Amitabha." ”

Shi Peng, who had been following Shi Qingqian all the time, couldn't help but be curious when she saw Shi Qingqian enter a courtyard gate, but through the crack in the door, she only vaguely saw the respected abbot, nothing else, not one.

Shi Qingqian didn't know what she was talking to the host, she couldn't really hear it, so she had to hurriedly dodge when the other party came out.

Shi Qingqian stopped under a relatively secluded pavilion, looking at the vague mountains and rivers in the distance with some distraction, and couldn't help but think of Shen Shu, who was still in danger now, and his heart was a little dull, and he didn't know what to do.

Sitting on the stone edge of the pavilion, Shi Qingqian exhaled faintly, now that he is still grounded, he can come out because of his grandmother's burning incense and praying for blessings, he can't get out, even if he has a way, he can't do it.

Shi Peng looked at Shi Qingqian in the pavilion from a distance, few people come here, why not the best time? Even if Shi Qingqian is pushed down, no one will find out, not to mention that this is a steep cliff, if he falls down, there may be no bones left, and besides, those extremely hungry wolves are enough for Shi Qingqian to bear.

Thinking of this, Shi Peng's heart was excited, and her eyes stared at the lonely little figure in the pavilion, but as soon as she walked out from behind the tree, she took a few steps closer with trembling hands, and the sudden sound behind her frightened her, and Shi Qingqian in the pavilion couldn't help but look at it when she heard it.

"Who are you? What to do here. Shen Mi frowned and looked at Shi Peng, glanced at Shi Qingqian in the pavilion, thinking about the other party's movements and expressions just now, his brows couldn't help frowning a little tighter.

Shi Peng didn't expect someone to come here suddenly, and when he saw the other party's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment.