However, it is said that when Xuanzang, Wukong and others were traveling to Qujiangchi at night, they killed the powerful ghost king, so that countless ghost pawns recovered their free bodies and got the opportunity to regain the good way......

And that night, many people in Chang'an City dreamed that their ancestors were overjoyed and liberated and ascended to heaven under the joint transcendence of Master Xuanzang of Hongfu Temple and a hairy-faced walker.

As a result, the next day, the Hongfu Temple was flooded with pilgrims several times larger than before, making the huge temple suddenly crowded.

"I want to see the abbot ......" "I want to thank the hairy face walker......" "I came with my father's dream request...... "The pilgrims rubbed shoulders one after another, and the crowd was excited, looking for the abbot's room from the mountain gate, and from the abbot's room to the meditation hall......

At this time, in the meditation hall, Master Xuanzang and Wukong were telling the monks about the magical experience of traveling to Qujiang at night. Taking this opportunity, Xuanzang solemnly encouraged everyone: as a disciple of Buddhism, as long as you believe in Buddhism and often make your own mistakes, you can obtain the blessing of the Buddha and the blessing of the Bodhisattva, so as to save others and yourself, live in bliss, and get physical and mental liberation......

Xuanzang spoke truthfully, and everyone was listening attentively, and suddenly there was a noisy noise outside the meditation hall. Everyone didn't know what was going on, but when they heard the sound and watched, they saw that the gate of the meditation hall had been crowded by fanatical believers.

"Master Xuanzang, you are the true Buddha of our Chang'an City, and I have kowtowed to you on behalf of my father......" I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and immediately knelt down at the door of the meditation hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please get up, Xuanzang is a little monk, how can he be virtuous, how dare he accept such a big gift......" Seeing this, Xuanzang hurriedly ran off the platform, and together with the monks, helped everyone up.

"Master don't have to be too humble! You don't know, last night, we all dreamed of you......" "Yes, Holy Monk, you are exactly the same as in the dream...... "Yes, Master, in our dream home, you and a hairy face walker are our common patron saints......" For a while, the emotional people were chattering and scrambling to tell Xuanzang about their wonderful dreams......

Xuanzang was surprised when he heard this, so he laughed loudly: "Donors first be quiet and listen to the little monk's words! The little monk feels that the high monk in your dream is not the little monk himself." As the saying goes, if you think about the day, you dream at night! Yesterday was the Midyear Festival, maybe you missed your deceased relatives too much, and thus moved the gods and Buddhas. Therefore, the Buddha and Bodhisattva took the Buddha and pretended to be a monk you knew well, that is, a young monk, to transform your ancestors, in order to achieve the effect of universalizing sentient beings and promoting the Dharma. From this point of view, the little monk is also stained with the light of the Buddha and Bodhisattva. Therefore, don't bow to the little monk, if you want to worship, go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to thank the Buddha!"

"Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha......" Listening to Xuanzang's words, the pilgrims shouted slogans!

And no sooner had the group left than a large crowd of believers poured in. Seeing this situation, Xuanzang had to explain to everyone again.

In this way, back and forth, until the sun is flat, a large number of pilgrims gradually left Hongfu Temple. The meditation hall, which had been noisy for most of the day, finally returned to its original tranquility after the monks also retired one after another......

At this time, there were only five people left in the empty meditation hall, including Xuanzang, Wukong, Little Dumb, Hanging Gall and Qiushui. A ray of warm sunlight slanted in, illuminating the silent meditation hall.

"Division...... Father, you speak of ...... The Dream of the People...... What exactly is the situation...... True or false? Look at our group...... But the image of Jesus is like...... Solo walkers, no ...... Over, the group ...... The Lord's ...... Where's the hair......" The little mute teased faintly, making the tired crowd laugh.

"Little knock, I want to see Sun Dasheng with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, it's not time to ......" Suddenly, a delicate voice floated in from outside the meditation hall.

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw a beautiful woman in her thirties, dressed in white, walking into the meditation hall.

"White Peony?!How is it a White Peony ......" For the uninvited guest in front of him, this proprietress of Xinghua Village, who had a relationship with Wukong and others and left a deep impression on everyone, everyone still recognized it at a glance after nearly a year.

"Master Xuanzang, the poor nun is polite...... "Huh, no one expected that the white peony would actually put his palms together and call himself a "poor nun......

"You are a white girl in the west of Chang'an City, the poor monk recognizes you! Did you also have any dreams last night?" Xuanzang bowed and returned the salute and smiled slightly.

"Poor Ni had a dream, but not for one night, but for five hundred ......years," Bai Peony sighed solemnly, which made Wukong feel terrified!

"Five hundred years, the girl is not joking, is she?" Xuanzang said in surprise.

"Alas...... In front of real people, he does not tell lies, does not hide from the holy monks, and the poor nun is no longer a human being, but a wild fox who has lived for 500 years, but is still homeless...... "The white peony burst into tears, and soon turned into a big fluffy fox, and then rolled on the spot, and turned into a woman again.

"Auntie...... The girl turned out to be a fox fairy, and the poor monk was rude......" Seeing this change, Xuanzang couldn't help but be surprised.

"Alas...... What kind of fox fairy fox ghost, the holy monk should not make fun of the poor nun. Five hundred years ago, the poor nun was also the abbot of the West Huasheng Nunnery in Chang'an City, and his legal name was Yuanji...... "White Peony had a miserable face, forced a smile, and when he said the word "Yuanji", he glanced at Qiushui beside Wukong intentionally or unintentionally.

Qiushui's heart immediately trembled: Yuanji...... I remember that last winter, on the night when Brother Shan burned the wooden Buddha, I had a strange dream that the old nun who kept saying that he wanted to take him as an apprentice also claimed to be the abbot of the Avatar Nunnery, Mrs. Yuanji...... What is the relationship between this Yuanji and the other Yuanji......

"Back then, as the lord of a nunnery, the poor nun was famous, and he was full ......of pride," when the autumn water was in a daze, he listened to the white peony continue to speak, "I remember that it was a spring day when a hundred flowers were in full bloom, and when the poor nun was speaking for everyone in the meditation hall, a foreign Taoist scholar who came from afar asked me in public, 'The great cultivator still does not fall into cause and effect?' 'Alas...... Who would have thought that this sentence would not fall into cause and effect, and it would make the poor nun fall into a wild fox body for 500 years......"

"The girl has suffered, and the poor monk has also heard about the mistaken words of several ancients......" Seeing the sad appearance of the white peony, Xuanzang said in a tone of relief as much as possible, "White girl, it's been hundreds of years, haven't you asked some people who have the Tao to help you open your heart?"

"Why haven't you asked?!" Over the past five hundred years, the poor nuns have asked monks, aisles, gods in the sky, and dragon kings in the sea, but they have never received a satisfactory answer...... "The white peony looked lonely, her speech was low, and two lines of eager and disappointed tears slipped down her cheeks between her words......

"Don't be sad, the poor monk is not talented, there may be a way to help you break the lock of your heart and regain your life!" Xuanzang was compassionate for a while.

"Master, don't you, you don't know, this white peony is crazy to eat people......" Seeing Xuanzang's kindness, Wukong immediately thought about the thrilling daydream he had on the street when he first saw the white peony......

"Mr. Jin misunderstood, although the poor nun is a fox, but the good thoughts are not lost, in the past five hundred years, he has never killed a good person in vain......" Bai Peony smiled sadly, and turned to Xuanzang and said, "Although the holy monk is relieved, the poor nun has also been instructed by the master here." Poor nuns heard that the holy monk is the authentic sect of Buddhism, the chosen son, and has always had the ambition to spread the Dharma. Poor nuns are also people who follow the law, and now they can swear by heaven that if they intend to harm the holy monks, they will let the poor nuns fall into the evil path forever and sink into the sea of misery forever!"

"The white girl is serious! It is the duty of the monk to help the poor, and the poor monk must do his best!" Xuanzang said and paused slightly, and then said with a stern face, "What the girl wants to ask, just ask boldly and boldly......"

"That being the case, thank you Holy Monk!" Bai Peony immediately gathered his breath, folded his palms and bowed, and said in a trembling voice, "May I ask the Master, the great cultivator still has no cause and effect?"

"It's not cause and effect!" Xuanzang was silent for a long time, and suddenly said.

"Ignorance of cause and effect...... It turned out to be a cause and effect...... Bai Peony heard this, and suddenly realized, "Master Xuanzang, thank you for your guidance, the poor nun has been liberated, and then I will bother you and all your colleagues to spark the fox bone of the poor nun into nothing!"

After Bai Peony said that, Chong Xuanzang and others bowed three times, and turned into a wild fox again. Then, the wild fox let out a long roar, crawled to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha, the white girl has a good journey!" Xuanzang sighed softly, signaled Wukong to find a Zen staff, and picked out the body of the wild fox out of the meditation hall......

It was dark and there was no word all night. On the second day, in the tower of the east courtyard of Hongfu Temple, the monks of the temple gathered early. At the suggestion of Master Xuanzang, Hongfu Temple will send white peonies with the gift of dead monks.

At noon, Xuanzang recites the sacrificial text, the monks have finished praying, and a little monk holds the torch high, and it seems that the white peony in the "incarnation kiln" is about to be incinerate.

Suddenly, a ball of heavenly fire fell out of thin air, and landed on the white peony's bright wild fox skin with a "poof", instantly refining it into ashes! At the same time, countless crystal clear relics jumped out of the "incarnation kiln", staggered, and sprinkled all over the ground......

"Haha! The wooden Buddha really burned the relics, I'm going to make a fortune......" Suddenly, Xuantan, who had been crazy for most of the year, crying and laughing from time to time, got into the crowd, rushed forward with a shout, grabbed a handful of relics and turned around and ran!

"Xuantan, who let you come out, you put down the relics quickly......" Xuan Ce, who has been taking care of Xuantan's daily life for several months, saw this situation, and hurriedly chased after a few little monks.

"Alas...... Senior Brother Xuantan, although the white peony is a beast, but all the time, dedicated to the Buddha, and finally able to achieve its positive results! And you are obsessed with money, and you are dizzy, even if you are wearing a robe, but you can't escape the fate of falling into the fire and ruining your reputation...... "Looking at Xuantan, who is scurrying around in Tallinn and howling wildly, Xuanzang, who has always been helpful and brave and diligent, only has a helpless sigh......