Called Yuantong, what can he do? Du Tong was a little puzzled by the master going to Guiyang Temple to help the Taoist priests do things, and now the master asked him to call Yuantong, and Du Tong was even more puzzled.

"Today, Mr. Yunqing talked about the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and Yuantong followed Xiaocao to occupy the place early, so it is better to call it Shangxingzheng, right?"

Master Zhizhen said unhurriedly, "Let Xingzheng follow, you tell Yuantong that when he is finished, it will not be too late to pass." The Holy God has sent me here, and there are some things that we always have to do. ”

But isn't it, they are called Zhenqing Temple, and now that the funeral utensils of the Qing King have been found in the mountains, their masters and apprentices should indeed do things actively, even if it is just a formality.

Although Yuantong is small, he is also the presiding disciple, and Dutong hurriedly went to find his junior brother.

Together with Xiaocao, Ah Niu, Qin Ernier and Xiaohua and a few other little radish heads, as well as a group of admiring readers, I listened to Mr. Yunqing's talk about the origin of the book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", and listened to Yuantong with relish, and immediately decided to follow my brother.

He said goodbye to Xiaocao, "Master told the little monk to go back to work, and the little grass behind him listened carefully, and then told the little monk about it, okay?"

Xiaocao nodded, "Wrap it around me." But if you see rhubarb, ask it to come too, and Mr. will talk about the tengu in the Illustrated Book of Mountains and Seas later. ”

Yuantong responded, followed his senior brother out of the study, and hurried to Guiyangguan. On the way, Yuantong listened to what his senior brother said, but he was still very confused about what he was doing.

Du Tong said, "You follow the master, you can do whatever the master does, don't talk nonsense or touch things." ”

Yuantong's small brows furrowed slightly, and Du Tong lovingly rubbed his junior brother's little brain, and explained, "It's all used in the tomb, what's wrong with it if it's not clean?"

Yuantong put away his doubts, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, "Yuantong is just thinking, what scripture should be recited later." ”

"Since it's a transcendent undead, it should be the "Jizo Bodhisattva Honjo Sutra". Pulling the junior brother to walk briskly, Du Tong replied.

Yuantong looked empty-hearted, "Senior brother, this scripture Yuantong hasn't been written down yet...... If only I had the ability to grass. ”

Du Tong comforted his junior brother, "Later, when we see the opportunity, we are here to help, the main singer is a Taoist priest, maybe you don't need to read any scriptures." ”

With the words of the senior brother, Dutong was relieved and began to concentrate on finding rhubarb.

After being guarded by layers of guards, when he arrived at the side hall of Guiyang Temple, Yuantong still didn't see Rhubarb. He felt that the Guiyang Temple was bigger than the Zhenqing Temple, and it was very difficult to clean, and the funeral goods placed in the side hall made him feel very uneasy, so he tightly grabbed the monk's robe of the senior brother, and when he arrived at the master's side, he was next to the master.

The Taoist priests methodically prepared Dao tools such as flags, runes, and soul-calming bells for the practice, which Yuantong had never seen before, and sat cross-legged beside the master, staring at it with wide eyes.

Xingzheng couldn't get used to the Taoist set, so he snorted lightly, attracting the sideways glances of a few small Taoist priests who were close. Master Zhizhen looked back and said, "Xingzheng is going to help your uncle do things, don't say much." ”

"Disciple Honorable Order." Xingzheng stood up and went to find his uncle Dutong, who was dealing with a nest of Taoist priests, to help him.

Zhizhen turned his eyes and saw his little apprentice staring at the stone horse in the hall with a solemn face, so he raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his head with a monk's robe. Yuantong turned his head and smiled at the master.

Zhizhen took out a gourd from the monk's robe and handed it to the apprentice, "What are you doing in such a hurry, drink some water to moisten your throat." ”

I have to recite the scriptures later, and I can't do it if I have a bad voice. Yuantong took the gourd, and although the water tasted strange, he still drank several large sips before handing it back to the master.

Zhizhen said kindly, "After a while, the wooden fish will sound eighteen times, and you will recite the scriptures silently, and you don't have to make a sound." ”

You don't have to make a sound, it's much easier, "Master, what should the apprentice read?" ”

"Whatever you want, read whatever you want." Zhizhen put his hands together, closed his eyes and turned the beads, and stopped talking.

Yuantong also learned from the master's appearance, cross-legged and closed his eyes to recuperate, the smell of incense lingered, and he really felt that the Lingtai was much clearer.

After Mu Yu thought about eighteen sounds, the round little fat hand turned the rosary and began to recite the sutra he was most familiar with, the Sutra of Amitayus.

This ritual of purifying the world and transcending the dead lasted from the second half of the day until the next morning. Yuantong followed the master and recited the three Sutras of the Pure Land ("Little Amitayus", "Amitayus" and "Amitayus Sutra") that he was most familiar with, and finally couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep with his head down.

When the senior brother shook his little arm, Yuantong let out an "ah" and opened his eyes blankly. Dutong handed him a glass of warm water, "Asleep?"

Yuantong was embarrassed, "Senior brother, I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, it's very powerful if you don't fall down." Du Tong showed two big squirrel teeth, "It's over, you move your legs and feet, don't make a fuss later." ”

Sitting cross-legged all night, when he got up, the blood in his legs was not smooth, and it was easy to get numb and fall.

Yuantong quietly moved his legs and feet, and saw that the master was still turning the Buddhist beads one by one as yesterday to chant the scriptures, and Zhang Guanzhu, who was standing in front of the flag, was still walking the gossip steps energetically, and he admired their ability.

After the Dharma was done, Zhizhen and Zhang Guan resigned, and after taking them back to Zhenqing Temple, they first asked the little apprentice, "What do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yuantong scratched his bald head embarrassedly, "The apprentice dreamed of evil ghosts rampant in Guiyangguan, and the apprentice was scared, and his head hurt badly." ”

Zhizhen touched the little apprentice's head and said gently, "Let's go to eat first, and then go back to the room with the teacher to sleep." ”

After the age of six, Yuantong moved out of the master's house and slept with his senior brother, but he didn't expect to be able to sleep with the master today, Yuantong pulled the master's monk's robe, and was very happy, "Master......"

After Yuantong fell asleep, Zhizhen sat cross-legged beside him and recited the Heart Sutra for him for half a day.

After Yuantong woke up, he ate refreshed, and ran to the first village to find Xiaocao, wanting to hear her tell the interesting stories of the mountains and seas that he had not heard.

Like Nanshan Pass, the first village was also heavily guarded, and Yuantong passed through the layers of guards, and finally saw that Xiaocao had not yet spoken, and Rhubarb yelled at him.

Rhubarb's cry not only stunned Yuantong, but even the Qin family and the others were startled. You must know that Rhubarb has always regarded Yuantong and Da Niu as its little brothers, and has never been like this.

This voice startled Xiao Nuan, looking at the confused little monk and the angry rhubarb, Xiao Nuan was surprised, "What's wrong?"

Xiaocao shook her head, "I don't know why, rhubarb is very angry." ”

Yuantong raised his arm and sniffed his sleeve, "I'm afraid that Rhubarb doesn't like the little monk's incense, and the little monk has already changed his robe when he comes." ”

"Wang, Wang, Wang!" Rhubarb was still angry, as if he had seen an enemy.

Qin Shi was worried, she heard that Yuantong followed his master to guard those funeral goods all night last night, didn't he mess with something unclean? With Master Zhizhen here, it is said that it will not be.

Xiao Nuan touched Rhubarb's head and asked, "Yuantong, who did you see this morning?"

"Little Monk ......"

"Girl, the third master has arrived in Ji County, and he will be coming over soon!" Before Yuantong could answer, the green butterfly jumped in happily and reported the good news. /13_13675/