Little master, I want to draw a lot. Shu Ning said politely.

Hearing this, the little novice bowed slightly and said to the two, "Donor, please come with me." ”

The little monk led the two to the futon and said to them, "The donor only needs to reverently meditate on what he thinks in his heart." With that, he handed over the bucket.

Yinren knelt on the futon, holding the bucket with both hands, thinking about the problem in her heart, and after a while, a bucket fell out of the bucket.

Shu Ning picked it up and looked at it, only to see that it was written, signed, and then signed!

"This ......" Shu Ning looked up at Yinren, then looked at Xiao Shami and said suspiciously: "Little master, what does this signature mean?" ”

"Amitabha Buddha means that what the donor asks for will definitely be as the donor wishes."

Shu Ning secretly glanced at Yinren, and said to Xiao Shami, "Thank you, little master." ”

"Amitabha." The little novice said a Buddha word, turned around and went back to his own business.

"Master, don't you ask for one?" Shu Ning stabbed Yinren's waist.

Yinren looked at this solemn hall and said with a smile: "I don't ask for it, just kowtow to all the Bodhisattvas." ”

After all, reborn in a lifetime, Yinren believed in these immortals and Buddhas very much, so he knelt down respectfully and saluted, while Shu Ning was always by his side.

After the two of them finished saluting, Yinren went to the main hall again, "Amitabha, little master, can you have a talisman?" I want to ask for three under it. ”

"Yes, donor, please wait a moment" Xiao Shami turned to his abbot master, and after taking three amulets, he returned to the main hall.

"Amitabha." The little novice spread out his palms to reveal three amulets and said, "This is the amulet, please keep it properly for the donor." ”

Yinren took the talisman, and the little master left.

Yinren and others watched around in Xiantong Temple, saw all the scenery, and stayed in the temple for one night, until the second day, everyone went down the mountain.

After another half a day's journey, the group returned to the small courtyard they rented.

"How about the scenery that you asked you to paint?" Yinren's coming out was also planned, and he had been staying in Shanxi for a long time.

"If you know the young master, you have already painted eight paintings, and the rest have not been driven out." The two painters replied a little nervously.

"Eight?" Yinren played with the jade wrench in his hand, thought about it for a while, and then said: "Eight paintings are okay, I want you to drive out two more paintings, but is there a problem?" ”

The two painters glanced at each other and said, "If you go back to your father, no." ”

"Okay, then you guys go get busy." After the two painters bowed and retreated, Yinren instructed Xu Wei again, "Go buy some Shanxi specialties, and Ming'er will send someone to send them back." By the way, I will go to inform Leng Dashao again, and I will say that the master wants to see him. ”

"Yes."

There were many things, Xu Wei hurriedly ran out, and Yinren also turned around and went back to the main courtyard.

"Ning'er, grind ink for Ye." As soon as Yinren entered the main courtyard, he began to roll up his sleeves.

"What do you want to write?" Shu Ning asked as she polished the ink.

"I want to paint two paintings." Yinren said without raising his head.

In this way, Shu Ning did not bother, only quietly did the logistics work, and accompanied Yinren to paint.

"What do you do with these? Souvenir? Shu Ning asked curiously.

"These are what the master wants to give to Huang Ama, the old grandmother and the royal mother, so the master has to draw them himself." Yinren explained casually, and Shu Ning didn't ask any more.

It wasn't until the next day that the special products sent by Xu Wei were delivered.

"Master, the slave has done some Xinghua Village and Zhuyeqing, I believe the master will like it, and he also bought a lot of buckwheat noodles, these grains, which are good for the old man's health. The rest are the strange things in Shanxi, which are similar to those in the capital. Xu Wei didn't know if what he did was in line with the prince's wishes, so he quietly looked up to observe the prince's face.

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