Coming out of the courtyard, Ciye drove along the street. Because of the men's clothes, Yushu didn't shy away from it, and she picked up the curtain and looked out.

Among the castles, large and small temples can be seen everywhere, and there are one almost every ten or so steps.

"There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. [1] "Yushu recites leisurely. Gathered the lotus clothes and ordered: "Ciye, stop." ”

As soon as the reins were pulled, the tall horse slowly stopped its four hooves, and Yushu hugged Ah Leopard and got out of the car, and said to Ciye: "I want to go." ”

The sky is getting colder, and now the sun is slanting in the west, and the coolness comes up from the soles of the feet, and wisps of white air come out of a mouth. Ah Leopard slept in a daze, and suddenly became energetic when the cold wind blew, but he still lazily held his eyelids, his chin rested on the crook of Yushu's arm, and the impatient meow meowed, indicating dissatisfaction. Yushu pulled the lotus canopy and blocked Ah Leopard inside, and then it breathed a sigh of relief and stopped calling.

Ci Ye couldn't say bad, and nodded solemnly. Yushu walked in front, and Liantong happily followed. It was difficult for him to go out in the other courtyard, and he finally had the opportunity to hang out with his master, and he was a little carried away with his happiness.

Ciye was not as heartless as Liantong, walking on Yushu's side vigilantly, and from time to time to see if there was anything unusual about the pedestrians on the left and right. Yushu observed Ciye's expression and knew that he must have known the origin of the arrow, otherwise he would not be so alert.

Yushu walked and stopped, passed in front of the temple gate, and stopped to watch. She was thinking about finding the two monks, one old and one young, however, there were so many temples in Liangzhou City, it was really a needle in a haystack.

Ciye and Liantong didn't know what she was thinking, so they followed silently.

"Little lady, there is Miaofa Temple in front." Ci Ye pointed ahead and said loudly.

Yushu raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ciye resentfully. Liantong was clever and hurriedly corrected, "It's Xiao Langjun, you have to deduct the monthly money if you say something wrong!" When I was about to go out, Sister A specially instructed Liantong to remember it in her heart.

Ci Ye shrugged his nose, monthly money? His monthly money is not received from the little lady!

Liantong also remembered this stubble, and laughed embarrassedly.

Ci Ye didn't care about him, and introduced the Miaofa Temple to Yushu, "Master Futu will give a lecture here on the first day of the next month. "I have been with King Qin for a long time, and I pay special attention to these things.

"Isn't that just ...... left" Lian Tong child's heart, breaking his fingers day by day, "Ah! It's five days away! ”

Yushu's eyes lit up suddenly, "Then we have to be early on the first day of the new year." "Those two monks will definitely come, Yushu couldn't help but be excited.

Ci Ye thought that Yushu was going to come to occupy a good position, and he had a bitter face at the moment, "Xiao and Langjun are the same sooner or later, there should be more than 10,000 good men and women plus monks......""

More than 10,000 people? Yushu chuckled in her heart.

If there are more than 10,000 people, where can I find them? Hope is extinguished in an instant.

Coming to the gate of the Miaofa Temple, Yushu paused for a moment and walked in.

Miaofa Temple is the largest temple in Liangzhou City. Single single hall of the Great Hero, five rooms wide in the east and west, four rooms deep in the north and south, enshrined in the Buddha Shakyamuni, Wei Dao, Wei Li two heavenly generals, and eighteen Arhats.

Before the evening class arrived, in the open space in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, about dozens of monks gathered in groups were talking about Buddhism, and the monks from Tianzhu, the Western Regions, and the Han Land were all there, and most of the languages they spoke were Sanskrit and Chinese.

Good men and women are scattered around the periphery, with peaceful faces, listening to the monks' talk.

"Greed, lust, lust, and anger are all born of jealousy, and if greed, lust, lust, and anger are all destroyed, then this person will have no jealousy, no hatred, no evil, and great wisdom and wisdom will be ......."

Hearing this, many people expressed their agreement.

The voice is old and calm, full of transparency that breaks through the world

Clarity.

Isn't this the master?

Yushu's eyes lit up suddenly, and she stopped, her face showing joy and following the prestige. It's true that he is an old monk, but he is not the master of Yongnian County. Yushu couldn't hide her disappointment, sighed, and walked towards the hall.

"Master, what do you mean by what the master said?" Ah Jian looked ignorant, and looked at Bai Li Ke for some reason.

Bai Li Ke listened but did not listen [2], his eyes stared at the person not far away for a moment, thoughtful.

Yushu was mostly focused on the monk who was talking, and she didn't notice that the old man and the young man standing sideways in the crowd were the people she was looking for.

It's so close that you can't see it.

Wufu accompanied the master to listen here for a long time, his ears were filled with karma and reincarnation, the weather was cold, and the monk's shoes were torn and frozen, so that his feet and legs were wooden, and he was a little impatient. It's a pity that the master has no intention of leaving, and his flat mouth is bored and he looks left and right. Suddenly, he found that the back of the person who hurried to the Daxiong Treasure Hall was quite familiar, and he muttered, "It seems that I have seen it somewhere." His brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, desperately remembering which family he was in and gave alms to Xiao Langjun.

When he arrived at the gate of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Yushu handed Ah Bao to Liantong, ordered him to wait outside, and walked into the hall with Ci Yexin. In an instant, the long-lost peace and tranquility arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

It is like a wanderer from afar, happily returning home.

Yu Shulai knelt down on the futon under the Buddha's knees, and prayed silently, "May my Buddha protect the female monk and hope that she will stay away from calamity and achieve positive results as soon as possible." ”

Ciye may have been contaminated by Yushu's piety and auspiciousness, and he also sincerely prayed in his heart for his relatives in Donggu.

The wooden door of the main hall is open, and a gust of east wind rises, blowing the Buddha flags in the hall.

"Look, the Buddha flag is moving!" A fat monk shouted loudly, Yushu was disturbed by him, frowned slightly, stood up and followed the sound.

The Buddha flags are new, embroidered beautifully, and are moving with the wind.

A thin monk was displeased and waved his hand again and again, "No, no." It's obviously the wind, why do you say it's moving? ”

"It's a flag!" The fat monk stiffened his neck and argued with the thin monk.

"If the wind does not move, how can the banner move?" After all, the thin monk was complacent about his witty rebuttal.

Huh? The fat monk stammered, his face turned red, he was stalemate for a moment, and he still insisted on his opinion, "If it is not for the Buddha flag fluttering, how can you see the wind moving?" As soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt that he was smart and clever, and he praised him.

The thin monk was frustrated and roared: "The wind moves!" ”

"Move!" The fat monk did not show weakness. This body of flesh is not long in vain, more than the bottom? Hmph, enough!

The two of them quarreled, and neither of them would let the other.

Buddhism is pure, and although they did not exert enough strength, they also attracted many people to gather to watch the excitement.

There are many people, and they are even more vigorous, no matter what, they can't lose their hands in front of people!

One said that the wind moved, and the other kept screaming and moving, and he didn't feel that it was enjoyable, and dragged the innocent people who watched the excitement into the water by the way, "Look, look, is it moving?" You say, don't you? The fat monk pointed to the Buddha flag and asked with a blushing face.

"Don't listen to him, it's the wind! You see, is the wind moving? The thin monk asked loudly with his hands on his hips.

Everyone looked at each other, whether the wind was moving or the flags were moving, everyone had a plan in their hearts, but they did not speak easily.

Yushu walked over slowly, looked up at the Buddha flag, then at the two monks, and said, "Two masters, can you listen to a certain word?" The young man's words were particularly loud in the spacious hall.

Everyone turned their eyes to Yushu, curious about what this yellow-mouthed child could say.

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