How long has it been since that dinner?

She was busy, and in the early morning, she accompanied her sister-in-law Luo Wantian to Sichen Temple.

Luo Wantian bowed sincerely, got up at this time, and when he saw the people around him, he was stunned, and muttered in a low voice-

"Wild goose? You...... Why are you here? ”

She didn't care, lightly withdrew the futon, straightened out her robe, and looked at Luo Wantian with a ...... expression Dumbfounding.

Hear her laugh -

"I remember, it was your sister-in-law who invited me to come, how could you ask such a question?"

Luo Wantian looked stunned, and said, "No, I mean you didn't have a ...... in the past Not ......"

Luo Wantian wanted to speak and stopped, Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he understood what Luo Wantian meant-

She doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, she has always come to Sichen Temple, and she is bored and wanders around. Now......

Do you have the leisure to bow down?

Don't talk about Luo Wantian, even herself......

It's all at a loss.

At this time, she also scratched her head, and muttered-

"Also, always come to drink tea, and don't say goodbye, it always doesn't seem to be good."

……

As soon as the words landed, Luo Wantian smiled? Finally relieved his expression, and said with a smile-

"It's like you, so reluctantly, as if someone forced you."

She also smiled helplessly, muttering to herself-

"Destiny, but who is the ......"

At this time, a little novice handed over the bamboo tube, looking at Luo Wantian is already very familiar, she is the owner of the incense here and a frequent visitor, at this time, the little novice who has always been expressionless and pretending to be deep is also smiling lightly? Childish voice——

"Lord Luo Shi's sincerity, if there is a gold stone, he will be moved by it."

Luo Wantian was flattered, but it was rare to see the little novice who handed over the sign to say these two sentences, and at this time he was also stunned, bent down and saluted, and took the bamboo tube with the hand of the little novice, and shook it gently?

Shake out a thin bamboo stick, and the red pen on it is dotted with words——

The word 'five'.

Luo Wantian didn't seem surprised, turned around and went to the side to get the lot, Dongfang Yan was just about to follow him, but was stopped by Xiao Shami? Seeing that the little bald head smiled almost shyly, and said respectfully-

"The donor is blessed, why don't you also take a lot?"

She was stunned, but Luo Wantian also turned her head with an interested face-

"Ah, the last time I came, someone said that you are blessed, maybe it is really fate, Yan'er, you also draw a lot?"

She looked strange, pursed her lips, and muttered to herself—

"If karma can be signed, why ......"

She was stunned and looked around, all of them were devout pilgrims? At this time, he pursed his lips, unwilling to say more-

But he didn't want to draw the lot, and turned around to leave.

When the little novice saw it, he didn't stop it anymore, and Dongfang Yan turned around, but he didn't know how the long wide sleeves hung a bamboo stick? She turned around, and even brought a bamboo skewer down—

'Let's click-', the bamboo skewer fell to the ground, crisp and sound.

She also froze, and she turned around—

The fox stared at the bamboo stick suspiciously.

Eccentric vision......

She seriously suspected that this was a new type of porcelain touching technique, but she was also stunned when she saw that little novice? I knew that I was deep in my routine, and I was cheating on whoever I caught, and I was wronging others at this time......

She had no choice but to lean over and pick up the stick, and without waiting for Luo Wantian to take it, she turned her head and handed it to the little novice? Listen to her whisper -

"The little master bothers you to put it away, I really have no intention of unsigning, I think there is no Buddha fate, today I just passed by and bowed, if there is any disturbance, please atone for the master."

The little novice took it, and I didn't understand why someone was so destined, why didn't they just give it a sign? At this time, he also felt that he shouldn't force it, so he took the lot, Na Na watched Dongfang Yan turn around and leave, and subconsciously glanced at it, but he was suddenly stunned? ! Hear him exclaim in a low voice—

"Yikes! No Signatures! ”

The immature voice seemed to have endless penetrating power, and at this moment the hall was silent, and even Dongfang Yan had no choice but to hold his forehead?

The hall was immediately full of consternation!

Someone stared at the little novice with wide eyes, and then followed the little novice's gaze again—

Oriental geese?

Xiao Shami was slightly anxious, she also looked back in amazement, looking at the cute and cute little Shami, with a helpless face? Listening to her smile wryly muttered -

"What's that, it's weird?"

But I was thinking unkindly in my heart - didn't your master forget to write and threw a white slip into it......

Fortunately, it's just thinking about it, otherwise-

Rao is a Buddhist family with a benevolent heart, if you know that she has such a nonsensical idea, you can't help but grit your teeth and recite two Buddhist scriptures......

But the little novice rushed up and respectfully handed the sign to Dongfang Yan? Seeing him salute respectfully, he said childishly-

"This sign for decades few people draw, today the donor has a fate, but also do not mistake the Buddha's fate, the signature is rare, no signature is even more rare, it must be the donor's blessing caused by the providence, but also please donor smile, interpretation pavilion in a narrative!"

……

The backyard of the Buddha Hall –

"There is no need to be blessed, there is no need to ask, there will always be a break if you use all your scheming, the yang world does not know the affairs of the yin world, and the official law is not free?"

At the end of his thoughts, Luo Wantian couldn't help but show a puzzled look, scratched his head at this time, muttered to himself, but pulled Dongfang Yan to mutter-

"I've never seen such a strange sign, it's too deep, what does that mean? Well...... What are you, Yan'er? ”

She looked at herself, and then leaned in to look at Dongfang Yan's.

Dongfang Yan was not very interested, but he was snatched by Luo Wantian at this time?

She was helpless, and it was up to her, but she saw her whispering-

"No one has arrived in the four fields, the pedestrian road has turned lost, the wolf and the tiger have swallowed the ground, and the danger is even more dangerous???"

……

Ha?

Luo Wantian showed a helpless look, a bitter face, and a look of grievance? Muttered -

"I don't understand it, you don't understand it, you don't say it, it looks very dangerous, what kind of sign......"

"The next lot."

Who was it who stood firm and stepped out from behind the tree with a slight hurry?

The warm velvet ground in spring is wet with spring dew, but it doesn't stain half of the person's clothes? Still dry and sassy.

At this time, the deep smiling gaze looked at Dongfang Yan?

The look was always unfazed and bland.

"Meet the Master."

The two were stunned, but they also recognized the old monk, and Luo Wantian hurriedly bowed and bowed to him.

And this man ......

Who is the crazy monk who is not a legend from the outside world?

Dongfang Yan didn't seem surprised, and at this time, he spoke with a little mockery and a little familiarity-

"I don't think I'm blessed, I'm destined for the Master of Dust, how can I see it every time?"

This face is disgusted by every word and mouth, if you let those pilgrims outside know, you have to grit your teeth again?

I haven't been out of the Buddha hall for many years, how can I encounter it every time? The one who asks for a hundred things but can't see them -

It's too much~

However, they don't know.

Chenxuan smiled, not angry, and looked at Luo Wantian, but he still smiled kindly? Listen to him –

"The old man is willing to help the donor untie the sign, why don't you bring it, and the old man will take a look?"

……

The language of flowers is beautiful, when-

The back hall of Sichen Temple.

Interpretation Kiosk.

"Master, why did you lie to that female benefactor?"

Who is the immature question?

The wise man replied –

"What is deception?"

The sagar in his eyes reflected the mess in front of him.

Instead of being annoyed, Dusty was—

With a slight smile.

"Even I can calculate that the benefactor has an extraordinary life, but he was born in response to a catastrophe, why did the master tell the donor......"

The little novice wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing how to speak.

"You think I'm wrong?"

……

There was silence, and after silence—

Someone spoke childishly.

"But the benefactor doesn't seem to believe in the destiny of heaven."

A word landed, as if there was a spring breeze blowing and the winter snow gradually melting, revealing the delicate beauty of spring?

Dusty picked up the hot teacup in front of him, like a cup of clear water, but there was a long smell of sandalwood.

Drunk by the heat—

I can't tell the source in a trance.

At this time, I don't know-

The heat is thick, the sandalwood is everywhere, the fragrance is ......

Does it come out of the cup, or does it seep in from outside?

He looked at the overturned teacup in front of him, the ice crystals were in disarray, and there was an indifference in his eyes looking down on all beings, as if there was a prosperous mess?

The bottom of the eye—

But there is only a pool of clear water.

In a trance, I heard the Sanskrit voice speak, and the wise man said warmly-

"If you don't believe, why are you angry?"

There was silence again, and some people scratched their heads.

The wise man looked into the distance, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his lips, listening to his voice was not shocked, and it seemed that he could also soothe his mind, and the Zen words were deep-

"After the catastrophe, it is ascension, but what is ascension, and what is real ascension?"

Xiao Shami thought about it carefully, revealing a look of understanding, and the immature and crisp voice sounded in the silent backyard, echoing the cold of spring and the snow melting and getting warmer.

"Yes, the disciple has been taught."

……

Where is the picture?

The fiery red manzhu sawa is overwhelming, and the reflection of the sky is like blood-

"This old monk is too smart, you can just mention it a little bit and understand?"

Who is wearing a flamboyant red dress and leaning lazily on the chaise longue with her toes crossed, half of the sky and half of the sky, half bright and half asleep, in a trance, this is the only bright color in this chaos? Chuckle.

Who is sitting quietly on the opposite side of the case in a dark robe, with a faint expression? Whispering –

"If you want to play, you naturally have to have fun, how can you and I have the only fun for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to end?"

He smiled and added.

"What's more, this old guy seems to be on the list of the West Heaven of Bliss, I'm here, but I'll give him a fate."

'Bang' a son fell, and the black dragon strangled it.

On the chessboard with black and white warp and latitude, white presents an irreparable disadvantage.

And the black dragon came in anger, turning the world upside down, occupying half of the country-

The woman wasn't in a hurry?

glanced faintly, and heard her sneer-

"Sending fate? When will you also do what the nosy old moon should do? Say it again~" She chuckled, full of disapproval, and said, "That fate, who cares?" ”

She gently stretched out her slender jade fingers, held the white child in her hand, and paused in mid-air, as if she was thinking about the direction of the falling child.

Who's smiling on the other side? quipped—

"Why don't you give in?"

I don't know if you're talking about this game of chess? Maybe......

Something else.

Her eyes swept lightly, and suddenly a smile of unknown meaning hung on her lips? The jade finger in mid-air fell without hesitation, and the man in Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the chessboard carefully in this short time, thinking that there was no place to fall, and he was looking forward to it at this time?

The son—

Where will it fall.

The woman looked at his expression and smiled slyly, the chess piece 'clicked' and fell, but it didn't stop, but it was the one who held the chess piece in his hand and swept it around?

A good game of chess, 'Bang Bang Bang' splashed crisply, black and white, like a shower of stars in the sky, facing-

It was the man's helpless look as expected.

She raised her eyebrows, looking at his calm look, it seemed that she suddenly felt bored, but the white child was always clenched in her hand?

She 'snapped' and landed in the middle of the chessboard?

Seeing her looking at the man, her expression was provocative, her red lips were lightly raised, and her teeth were lightly opened-

"Another plate?"

The man smiled helplessly, perhaps there was a hint of connivance in that smile that he had not even noticed, and at this time he spoke-

But he sighed helplessly and listened to him.

"When are you going to be a head like this?"

She squinted and smiled, and snorted—

"I'm afraid I'm not the one who cheats, otherwise how could the sign be different from what I expected?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses-

That sign, I haven't seen it before, and I was also shocked at this time, with a wave of my hand, it was like a movie playback, and the water wave mirror scene in front of me rotated for a while? At the last moment, stopping at a certain scene, he squinted his eyes and muttered in a deep voice—

"No one arrives in the four fields, the pedestrian road turns confused, the wolf and the tiger swallow the ground, and the danger is even more dangerous......"

His expression changed suddenly, and he muttered as if he was shocked—

"How so?"

The woman frowned, between her eyebrows, faintly solemn, listening to her mutter—

"You mean...... Not you? I remember that the sign was told to the old monk by you in a dream. ”

He was just stunned for a moment, and regained his expression in a blink of an eye? But the color is right—

"I don't know why that's happening."

As soon as the words fell, he squinted his eyes even more at this time, looking at the chubby monk holding a tea cup in the picture, but the picture that was frozen at that moment was exactly the smile like looking down on all beings?

That smile may have a little demonic nature, and a little holy breath-

One thought to become a Buddha, one thought-

Become a demon.

At this time, it seems that evil is appearing in such a holy and quiet scene, which is also inexplicably terrifying.

I saw that the monk's smile seemed to be bland, and it seemed to carry some subtle mockery? He smiled wryly and muttered—

"This gamble seems to have been messed up."

The woman on the other side looked at him, but became more and more leisurely, holding the white child in her hand and throwing it one by one-

That white son is shiny, and it seems to be more and more shiny in the chaotic skylight, emitting a light that cannot be ignored? Illuminate the blurred gaze of whom.

"It doesn't matter."

At this time, the corners of her lips hooked, it was an interesting arc, she licked her lips, and her little tongue scarlet lips were powdery? This lick is the silent charm -

Muddy, natural, heavenly, become.

But she didn't think so, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the reflection of her dark and bright eyes reflected the white and clean chess pieces? Listen to her smiling words -

"Gambling, naturally, the more variables - the more, the more interesting~"

Suddenly, she changed her bright smile, and the smile shook the eyes of the man opposite?

So bright and so bright, she seemed to be really happy, and at this time she smiled more and more crisply, full of relief and light frivolity? Listen to her –

"If it's not interesting, how to ~ pass the time of you and me for a thousand years?"

……

Si Ming looked at this scene from afar and sighed speechlessly, but his immature face had a touch of depth beyond his age, listening to him sigh-

"Fate is not a straight line, if the gamble of two people becomes the gamble of three people, the whole game will be changed......"

He shrugged his shoulders as if he was glad or disappointed? Aphasia murmuring.

"Two plus one, how can it really be equal to three in the choice of fate?"

He sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at the man beside him with a domineering posture, a moon-silver robe revealing a holy and unblasphemous atmosphere, and Si Ming's words unconsciously brought three points of respect? Sigh -

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, seeing that the divine calamity is coming, do you really let them entertain the world?"

The eyes of the person known as the Emperor of Heaven remained unchanged, almost with a hint of imperceptible softness, and when he turned around, it was the Ninefold Cloud High Pavilion, where people were busy coming and going, a group of busy and tense under the crisis? Playing against the man who played leisurely-

A stark contrast.

The cold-eyed person seemed to have a hint of smile and relaxation, and the coldness emanating from his body seemed to have faded a little? Listen to him –

"If the catastrophe is coming, it is better to indulge in a pleasure, why bother frowning?"

Si Ming was slightly stunned, opened his mouth and didn't know how to speak, at this time, he could only respectfully take a half step back and bow to salute, and said in a deep voice-

"Yes, I obey orders."

……

In the mountain pavilion, the front yard is a noisy and prosperous incense, and the backyard is a comfortable and quiet paradise? At this time, drinking alone, in front of him is the beautiful scenery of the empty mountain, shrouded in light mist, adding three points of hazy beauty, but some people have a plain eye to appreciate the tranquility of the world, at this time chanting a Buddha number -

That laugh adds three points of ridicule?

Listen to him –

"Those who play with fate will be played by fate, and the world will be disturbed, when will they rest?"

After he finished speaking, he smiled again, sprinkled a cup of tea, and when he landed, the sandalwood overflowed and the mist steamed and the figure was hazy. It's like seeing all the things in the world.

Whose voice is coming from all directions?

With an ethereal and ethereal ghost, there seems to be a hint of pleasure in a trance, echoing in all directions.

The man smiled and muttered, Exploring the Heavenly Tribulation, but it's just reincarnation—

"It seems that ~ time, day, nothing, more."