When he arrived at Xinjue Temple, Volcano and Hirotaka had already met. His cheap son stood between the two of them sweating profusely, and when he saw that he was not returning, the second son sighed and said to his 'biological father': "Old fellow, you are finally here, you just left just now, and this red-haired one has arrived." If Lao Tzu hadn't supported it here, this Xinjue Temple would have been demolished a long time ago. ”

After glancing at his cheap son in disbelief, he said, "Silly son, what have you done, can you survive until now?" ”

"I just didn't do anything!" Bai Wuqiu replied in a serious manner: "Old man, what do you expect Lao Tzu to do?" It's not your son, I'm boasting, Lao Tzu has a mouth, and the two of them will fight hard if they don't want to, and then half of Shouchun City will be gone. Lao Tzu will light a fire in this life, and he will not persuade to fight! Old guy, can you say this, when you go out, you lent your brain to Xiao Rensan, and forgot to get it back, right? ”

I knew that I couldn't reason with this dumbfounder, this stupid boy has been a monk for a few days, why does he talk more and more like that white-haired man......

When the volcano entered the Xinjue Temple, Guangxiao was conducting an evening lecture for the monks. Just when he was talking about the six realms of reincarnation in the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, the face of the abbot monk of Xinjukuji suddenly changed color. He told the monks to stay in the Buddha hall and not to come out without permission. Guangxiao himself walked out of the Buddhist hall and saw the volcano that he had just walked in the courtyard.

At this time, Bai Wuqiu was sleeping in the corner, but at the moment when Guangxiao pulled the door out of the Buddhist hall, the monster actually opened his eyes. I followed Guangxiao to the courtyard and saw the volcano that I had just walked into.

After seeing the volcano, Guangxiao didn't speak, the two of them looked at each other with one expression, and neither of them said a word first. Originally, it was good to look at it from a distance, but these two stunned people stood in the middle of the two people with a big grin. It's really its luck to survive until now.

"It's really rare to see both of you at the same time." As he spoke, the hand hidden in his sleeve tested the remaining spells in the deposit. After feeling that there was not much left, the old guy smiled like no one else, and poured the spells inside into his body one by one.

The spell entered the body, and it was a little bit more confident that he was about to say something to the two former uncles and nephews. Unexpectedly, the red-haired volcano suddenly spoke: "I'm used to seeing Mr. Guangxiao's appearance, but at first glance, I don't have any hair now, and I'm really a little unaccustomed to it." ”

"The teacher and nephew of the year have become the current Dafang teacher, and I am a little unaccustomed to this." After Guangxiao smiled slightly, he continued: "But I don't know what Dafang Master has to do when he comes to this small Xinjue Temple this time? Didn't you want to listen to the monks explain the Buddhist scriptures? ”

The volcano seemed to be a different person now, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Mr. Guangxiao doesn't need to be called by Dafangshi, just treat the volcano as a passerby." The volcano passed by Shouchun City, the money on his body had been spent, and he couldn't afford to live in an inn, so he remembered that Mr. Guangxiao was the abbot of Xinjue Temple first, and wanted to borrow it in Guibaosha for three days. Three days later, the volcano will leave by itself, I heard that the Buddha is purdue, the Buddha is purdue, I don't know if Mr. Guangxiao is inconvenient? ”

"Dafang Shi's coiled flowers, want to borrow the monk's small temple?" Listening to the words of the volcano, Hirotaka himself felt ridiculous. He turned his head to look at the old guy and said, "Donor, you and Dafang Master have also had a friendship. Dafang Shi is in Shouchun City, don't you know that Dafang Shi went to the mansion to rest? ”

"The matter of your uncle and nephew, I don't participate in the old man's family" After smiling, he continued to say to Guangxiao: "Monk, you also know that a few of us are still eating in Master Peng's mansion, my old man's face is thin-skinned, why are you embarrassed to eat and eat by yourself, and take your friends to eat and drink for nothing?" ”

Speaking of this, the old guy suddenly said to the cheap son who was still smirking: "Silly boy, your father and I have been dreaming of your dead mother in the past few days, and she gave the old man a dream, saying that she was enlightened by the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth below, and asked you to go home and recite the sutra to her for three days." Old man, I'm here to tell Abbot Guangxiao for your leave, so what, great monk, you can't help but give the face of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva, right? ”

"It's rare that you still know the Jizo King Bodhisattva." Guangxiao smiled strangely, and then continued: "Since it is the Bodhisattva's decree, Guangxiao naturally does not dare to disrespect. Donor, you can take your son back, you don't want this child's filial piety to be commendable, and the scriptures that are only recited for three days for the deceased mother are too short. In this way, I will give a hundred days of vacation without asking for anything, and I will not be in a hurry to come back after a hundred days......"

This stunned man has tormented Guangxiao for such a long time, and the abbot of Xinjue Temple has long had words of suffering. Now I feel relieved to hear that Bai Wuqiu is going to leave for a few days, even though it is only a few days, I can also make myself feel a rare peace.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wuqiu was still reluctant to give up on Guangxiao, and the second stunned man glanced at his 'biological father' and said: "Old guy, why doesn't Lao Tzu's mother entrust me directly if she wants to dream?" I went around looking for you, so why bother? Besides, Lao Tzu has accompanied the master Guangxiao monk every day for half a year, either eating or sleeping. will memorize a fart scripture, or Lao Tzu will continue to stay in the temple. There are many monks in the temple, and Lao Tzu asked them to recite scriptures to the old lady together. If that old lady has anything, you let her directly trust her dream to Lao Tzu......"

"It's better for you to go back first, and talk to your mother directly at night" Gui Yi grabbed his cheap son's arm and pulled it out of the temple gate.

After watching the father and son leave, Volcano smiled like his master, and then said to Guangxiao: "Their father and son have left, so what do you think about the matter of the volcano?" If it's not convenient, please let us know directly, and it's okay for the volcano to make do with it for a few days in front of the temple gate. ”

"Dafang Master is becoming more and more like your master, I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know what happened to that Dafang Master." After Guangxiao laughed for a while, he turned around and called out a few little monks to the Buddhist hall behind him, asking them to clean the wing room next to his abbot's meditation room, and ask Master Dafang to live in it temporarily.

Volcano was also polite, and followed the little monk to the wing. Looking at the back of this generous master, Guangxiao's eyes narrowed, at this time, the volcano came to his temple alone, and he couldn't see what he wanted to do.

From this weather onwards, there was no personal harassment without asking for anything, and Guangxiao actually had a feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe. Although he had been mentioning the fire mountain, the red-haired man had not come out since he entered the wing. If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel his breath staying inside, Guangxiao had the illusion that the volcano would not leave or die in his Xinjue Temple.

For two days in a row, there was no movement in the wing of the volcano, and on the morning of the third day, Guangxiao watched coldly whether the volcano would go to the preface and leave his Xinjue Temple. Outside the temple, there was a sudden sound of neighing horses, and soon after, the little monk who answered the door entered Guangxiao's meditation room with the officials of the nearby post station.

Without waiting for Guangxiao to give a salute, the official of the post station first bowed to the abbot of Xinjue Temple. Then he took out the official document that was urgent for three hundred miles in his arms and handed it to Guangxiao's hand, and the official said with a smile: "The lower official is here to report the good news to the master, and the abbot of the White Horse Temple, your old teacher, the Buddha Jiaye, will return to the Xinjue Temple tonight to visit the master." Master, you are the master of the Buddha of Kasyama, and if you receive the teachings of the Buddha, you will definitely become a Buddha in the future......"

When the official spoke, Guangxiao had already opened the official document bamboo slip in his hand. What is written on it is the same as what the official said, and there is also an official letter from a distant post station on it. It is clearly written that the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Ka Yemo, will return to Shouchun City before tonight, and orders the officers and soldiers guarding the city not to close the door.

When he saw this, Guangxiao didn't have the heart to pay attention to the officials who were still reporting the good news. The monk turned around, looked at the wing room that the volcano had never come out of, and said to himself: "I haven't seen you for a few years, it's a bit of a generous master's strategy......"