Lao Daoyun; "Last night, the lights were dimmed, and the old man knew that there were distinguished guests this morning, so he specially rushed back from the back mountain."

river channel; "So, it's very uneasy."

Lao Daoyun; "Please talk about the tea indoors."

Jiang Liu agreed, the two walked side by side into the old road of Qing Xiu, the room is simple, a bed, a pot, a bowl, a stool, a bamboo tube, the old Tao let Jiang Liu sit on the stool, personally pick up firewood to boil water, and tell Jiang Liu, this water is mountain spring water, water boiling, the old Tao first picked up the bowl on the table, poured out the verdant tea leaves from the bamboo tube, and made a bowl of tea for Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu stood up and humbled; "Just a bowl of ears, please use it."

When the Taoist heard this, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the clouds in the sky; "And, there's."

While speaking, the Taoist chief stretched out his hand in the air, a blue glazed tea bowl stood in his hand, Jiang Liu was stunned, and the Taoist chief poured tea leaves with a bamboo tube and brewed water.

For a long time, the river was tempted; "The Taoist is really a god and a man."

Dao Changyun; "No, it's that the distinguished guest does have the appearance of a great monk."

Jiang Liu asked; "Did the great monk that the Taoist said the previous time mean that the great monk is below?"

Dao Changyun; "It's like a fake."

Jiang Liu shook his head, did not believe it at all, and said that the clouds were long; "Great monk, if you don't believe it, we can make a bet."

Jiang Liu was speechless, I don't know why I gambled, and the road was long and cloudy; "If I let you see the rest of your life clearly, can you trust it?"

river channel; "I want to hear about it."

Lao Daoyun; "Thou shalt not look in vain, but give me what is in thy body."

river channel; "What?"

Lao Daoyun; "The little bamboo tube ear in your bosom."

After Jiang Liu listened, he didn't think about it, the little bamboo tube was given to me by the monk, and the little worm in it was extraordinary, how could he give it to him, if he didn't give it, he missed the great opportunity in front of him, and when he was hesitating, Jiang Liu suddenly remembered the scene that happened in the collapsed temple, and immediately put his hands together; "Yes, but the Taoist himself needs to take it from my arms."

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth trembled again and again, raised his hand to pick up the tea bowl in front of him, took a sip, and seemed to be making a difficult decision, after a while, the Taoist stood up, cut his hands upside down, walked in the room with slender legs, and the old Tao walked faster and faster, gradually spinning, until it turned into a cloud of mist.

Jiang Liu saw this scene there, and was dazzled for a while, and the smoke dissipated, but Jiang Liu saw that Lao Dao was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and for a moment, Lao Dao stood on his chest with one palm, holding the dust in one hand, and loudly pronounced the trumpet; "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Jiang Liu didn't know what the old way meant, and looked at him helplessly, the old way was cloudy; "A disciple breaks the vows once, just to achieve greater merit."

After speaking, Lao Dao reached out and took out a bronze mirror only the size of a palm from his arms, and said to Jiang Liuyun; "Let's go to the bronze mirror and see the rest of your life!"

Jiang Liu was suspicious, got up, hesitated, or glanced at the bronze mirror in the hand of the old Tao, there were cloud scrolls around the bronze mirror of Que Qing, but his face was not reflected, Jiang Liu was disappointed, and took another look, and clearly saw the collapsed broken temple, the first abandoned mountain gate, the reappearance of the broken wall, Jiang Liu was very strange, and another scene appeared, a person was chased and killed, the knife rose and fell, and the person who was chased became a monk wearing a gray robe, Jiang Liu looked at who was not himself.

In an instant, Jiang Liu entered the bronze mirror, where is a palm-sized bronze mirror, it is clearly the world, he saw the little monk, he was angry with him, Jiang Liu was at a loss, but the little monk gently stretched out a finger, poked his face lightly, and suddenly the sky collapsed, Jiang Liu was so frightened that he shouted, followed by the voice of the old Tao; "It's not good, it's not good, the disciple should die."

Jiang Liu came to his senses, but saw that the bronze mirror in front of him had cracked a crack, but it was still dark green and dull on the surface.

Jiang Liu stood opposite the old road in a daze, and the old road shouted; "Damn, damn it, damn it!"

River flow consolation; "The Taoist chief doesn't need to be angry, he has something to say;"

The Taoist chief was furious, and stretched out his hand to point to the river; "Quickly take out the small bamboo tube in your arms, it can be regarded as compensation for me."

river channel; "If you have a word, you should take it yourself."

Lao Dao made a move, sacrificed the dust, and the dust shot directly into the small bamboo tube in Jiang Liu's arms, and he heard a bang, the dust was shattered, and Jiang Liu was shocked and jumped up, Lao Dao was surprised, and there were words in his mouth; "Great monk, I really didn't look away, my cultivation is not shallow, my cultivation is not shallow."

Lao Dao raised his hand again, which tea bowl on the table suddenly came to Lao Dao, Lao Dao opened his mouth and swallowed the tea bowl, Jiang Liu didn't know why, was about to ask, suddenly saw Lao Dao open his mouth, spit out a mouthful of thick fog, the thick fog exit, and then turned into a sharp arrow, Jiang Liu was stunned, I don't know how to be good, but unexpectedly, the sharp arrow flew around the top of Jiang Liu's head, suddenly, Ping Fei over, shot directly at Jiang Liu, Jiang Liu wanted to hide, there was too late, he closed his eyes and waited for death, but unexpectedly, a divine power, Shot out of the small bamboo tube in front of his chest, aimed at the sharp arrow, Jiang Liu saw that the sharp arrow broke inch by inch, scattered on the ground, at this time, Jiang Liu's body trembled, sat back and fell, Jiang Liu opened his eyes, saw the smashed tea bowl in front of him, and then saw the old Taoist mouth vomit blood, fell to the ground.

"Well, what the trouble is!"

Jiang Liu sighed, immediately stepped forward, helped Lao Dao, and apologized again and again; "Dao Chief, how is this good, it's not that I don't want to give it to Dao Chief, but I don't even take that little bamboo tube, so what's the matter?"

The Taoist chief opened his eyes with only one slit, spurted out a mouthful of blood, reached out and took out a pill from his inner arms, swallowed it, put his legs together, meditated on the spot, and regulated his breath. "You, a monk, are also sincere, not like you are lying to me, you can go quickly, I want to retreat."

After the old Tao finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his hand, pointed up to the world and the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, Jiang Liu shook his head, left the old way, went out of the Taoist temple, Jiang Liu walked back home, and sorted out the situation in the past few days behind closed doors.

At night, when Jiang Liu was realizing that the small bamboo tube in his arms was fake, and what he really wanted must be the worm in the small bamboo tube, he faintly heard the sound of chanting Buddha outside the house; "There is no Amitabha, there is no Amitabha!"

The sound of sending the Buddha is very familiar, like a trickling stream, flowing into the heart of the river, the river can't help but also follow the recitation, in the middle of the night, from the sound of chanting the Buddha faintly came the words of the little monk, "It's better to go back, it's better to go back." ”

It is these eight words, like a stick to drink, like an initiation, so that the river flows like drinking nectar, when he is savoring it, his heart rings again; "The master is waiting for you to regain your golden body and build the temple again, not moving at this time, but when?" The voice of entrustment.

Jiang Liu is tired, Jiang Liu is sleepy, in the sound of encouragement, Jiang Liu fell asleep, Lu Hua Rooster raised his head to report the dawn, Jiang Liu turned over, put his hands together, and recited a sentence; "Amitabha," immediately went to the house of his two sisters, divided the property left to him by his father, gave them to them, and then walked away.

Three days later, Jiang Liu returned to the collapsed ruined temple, dug the small pit, and took out the gold, Jiang Liu was stunned, thinking about how to rebuild the temple, unexpectedly, from the collapsed roof in front of him, a yellow silk floated down, Jiang Liu stretched out his hand to catch it, but it was a degree, on which there were two lines of beautiful handwriting; Qin was ordered by the Holy Order, presided over the Zhun Jialan Temple, obtained the Taoist monk Jiangliu, rebuilt the temple, rebuilt the temple, continued the incense, Jin Zhongyuan, Jiangzhou Mansion.

Seeing the text falling from the sky, Jiangliu's belief doubled, the next day, he went all the way to visit Wutai Mountain, then visit Mount Emei, Qingcheng Mountain, and then crossed the East China Sea to visit Penglai Xiandao, he made a good relationship, studied Buddhism, and everywhere and the monks, preached the scriptures, and became famous for a while, five years later, Jiang Liu learned that Linyuan County was deposed for sin, and then returned to the more dilapidated temple, when he saw that the pile of straw was still there, he immediately said; "This is my blessed land!" Then he rested in a straw pile for the night.

The next day, Jiang Liu found the new county commander and told him about the previous county commander's collusion with bandits and defrauding the people.

Jiang Liu said that when the new county commander was thinking about it, the official came to report that the boat that the previous county commander was riding on the way home was overturned by the evil waves, and the body has not been salvaged so far, and it seems that it has been buried in the belly of the fish.

When the new county magistrate heard this, he immediately clasped his fists with both hands, praised the Jiangliu monk for what he said, and then paid out of his own pocket to help the Jiangliu monk rebuild the temple and shape the golden body.

Three years later, Jialan Temple was built, the wide * red mountain gate, the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the courtyard of the advance is dedicated to the Buddha and Manjushri Bodhisattva, in the golden body of the eighteen Arhats, there is an Arhat statue and the little monk that Jiang Liu met is exactly the same, many pilgrims asked about Jiang Liu, that Arhat is that one, Jiang Liu smiled and did not answer, one day, Linyuan County Ling had an indecisive matter, came to pay homage to Jiang Liu monk, begged him to crack, Jiang Liu did not wait for the county order to say the doubts in his heart, he put his hands together, said to the county order; "To retreat as the advance, retreat is the sea and the sky, the so-called sea is wide and the fish jumps, the sky is high and the birds fly, the monk congratulates the adults, and it will rise in a few days."

The county magistrate is *, after listening to the words of the monk of Jiangliu, he bowed down to the ground and said; "The monk is really my teacher."

Then worship the Jiangliu monk as a teacher, and at the end of the year, the county order was really promoted to Futai.

When this incident came out, all the pilgrims were surprised and respected the great monk of Jiangliu more and more.

Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, Jiang Liu practiced hard in Jialan Temple, and when Jiang Liu monk passed the year of the sixtieth year, he took out the small bamboo tube from his arms and recited a sentence; "Ah, Mi, Mi, Mi, Mi", and then said; "Come out, worms, I have trapped you for forty years, but I am also worthy of you, I let you drink the blood of my body when I am hungry, and I let the bamboo tube grow up when I am tired, I don't know what you have felt in the chanting of Buddha in the past forty years?"

After Jiang Liu recited these, the lid of the small bamboo tube opened, and a small blue and white snake crawled out of it little by little, after landing, the little blue and white snake grew and grew, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into a giant python as big as a cow, more than a foot long, and about two feet thick, and saw it swim around the river monk three times, and obediently coiled in front of Jiang Liu, the snake's head rose and fell three times, thank Jiang Liu, Jiang Liu stroked its head with his hand and said; "Xiaoqing, the master handed you over to me, you saved me from danger twice, it stands to reason that you are the master's disciple, and we should be commensurate with each other."

At this point, Jiang Liu immediately shook his head, arched his body again, and bowed down again and again, Jiang Liu had no choice but to say again; "Alright, alright, even if you are my disciple."

When the blue and white python heard this, he immediately retracted his body, sat in a circle, and listened to Jiang Liu's words, and saw Jiang Liu continue to speak; "Xiaoqing, don't worry, as the so-called coming days are long, your evil period has not passed, the tribulation is not over, you have to meditate for forty years, and after I pass away, there will be some tribulations waiting for you, but at that time, I don't know what the will of heaven is."