"As long as you have good thoughts and sincere prayers, the Buddha will bless your son with a speedy recovery."

Master Zhiyuan sat in the crowd, surrounded by a group of women, who had suffered natural disasters or man-made disasters, in short, they had a request for the Buddha.

He is the most famous master in Chang'an City, and it is only on the night of Shangyuan that ordinary people can have such an opportunity to be enlightened by him.

Cui Jiu looked at him from a distance with an unfathomable divine stick, and couldn't help but think, if Ah Qiao was still there, Ah Qiao would definitely say anything, let you say anything, it's really capable.

If the woman's son recovered, it was the blessing of the Buddha; If you don't recover, you're not sincere.

The old monk didn't dare, so he moved his mouth!

If I am sick, shouldn't I go to the doctor for medicine? What the hell is praying to God and worshiping Buddha!

He thought so, hooking the corners of his mouth.

No matter how powerful a monk is, he has to be respectful.

Cui Jiu blinked his eyes and followed quietly, Master Zhiyuan walked to a secluded path, and suddenly stopped, "You have been watching the poor monk there for a long time, can you show up and take a look." ”

The answer to him was a sleeve arrow, Master Zhiyuan didn't wipe it for a while, and the sharp arrow grazed his ear and stuck it in the big tree behind him.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, young man, I don't know what the poor monk has to worry about and resentment with you?" The master folded his hands and looked like a monk.

"Then Ah Qiao, what is the grudge against you?" Cui Jiu's cold voice sounded in the night sky.

As soon as Master Zhiyuan heard it badly, he ran away, and said as he ran, "You are Cui Jiu." ”

But before he could run a few steps, he fell to his knees, shocked, "Poison in the arrow? It seems that you are going to ask for your life from the poor monk today. Ah Qiao has no grudge against me, but his father has a grudge against me, which is a long story......"

Before he finished his words, Cui Jiu had already stepped forward, tied him up, and gagged him.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to you tell stories, Ah Qiao's most common words book says that those who kill people just love to listen to stories, so they have changed, so I don't listen to stories and kill people directly."

After Cui Jiu finished speaking, he put Master Zhiyuan into a sack and carried it on his shoulder, "Are you thinking that you are a lot old, and you have already lived enough, even if you die, you can become a Buddha and be admired by thousands of people, right?" ”

"In that case, you're thinking too kindly. Don't worry, so-and-so will definitely make you die a vigorous death. ”

Master Zhiyuan secretly said that it is not good, Cui Jiu's guy is already crazy, and I am afraid that he will really die today. I don't know what kind of medicine was applied to the crossbow arrow, it was so powerful that he couldn't exert any strength.

Chang'an is a city that never sleeps tonight, and Naping Kangfang is lit up all year round.

The old bustard, dressed in gaudy clothes and covered with white flesh, is waving a handkerchief and standing at the door to solicit customers, "Ouch, the guest officer comes in to play a trick, our flower girls here are tender and tender, and they are all cute!" ”

As soon as her words fell, her expression suddenly became weird, and she saw a Lang Jun, who was all black and had a small white flower on his neckline, and walked over with a big white beard.

What the hell is this? The male owner who has white things in the family, and the great monk who came to do things, came to visit Pingkangfang together?

She has been in the Qinglou for so many years, and it is the first time she has seen such a strange combination.

That Langjun stepped forward and threw a gold ingot into the old bustard's arms, and the old bustard looked at it, and hugged the old monk with a smile, "Please come in the guest officer." ”

Master Zhiyuan's eyes were already wide open at this moment, and he was about to lose his breath.

Cui Jiu helped him into the room, and stuffed a pill into his mouth, and after a while, Master Zhiyuan felt that his whole body was hot, as if it was about to explode, and he secretly cursed in his heart, this despicable and shameless villain is simply crazy!

Cui Jiu saw that the effect of the medicine had already worked, and said as he walked out of the door: "Master, so-and-so has already been arranged according to what you said, you ...... After that, I must do enough Dharma for my deceased wife for 7749 days......"

The old bustard was coming over with a group of flower girls, and Cui Jiu stuffed a gold ingot into the old bustard's hand, "Sin and sin, dead wife...... Alas......"

The old bustard took the gold and looked into the house with disdain, "This monk in Chang'an City is running all over the ground, why do you have such a stall?" Wouldn't it be better to change to another one? ”

Cui Jiu's voice cried, "The master is highly respected, but he has some unknown habits, and the kid's family has been looking for the master for many years, and he is used to it." As soon as the boy's beloved wife died, he did not stay here for a long time, so as not to resentful her. ”

The old bustard is also a person who walks the rivers and lakes, but he sighed, then waved his hand, and several girls went in together.

Cui Jiu walked out of the door of the flower building, and then walked towards the lively Chang'an City.

Let a person die is not the most painful thing, the most painful thing is to let a person of high moral integrity die in disrepute, so that he will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of his life and cannot turn over.

But no matter how ruthless he is, his Ah Qiao can't come back.

Cui Jiu thought about it, and left without looking back.

As a result, the master and one more person, and then, he can go to accompany Ah Qiao.

……

On the night of Shangyuan, a sharp cry pierced the night sky of Pingkangfang.

A flower girl stumbled out of the house, "Oh no, no, dead!" That old monk is dead! ”

After Hua Niang shouted, many people rushed out of the house and came to see the excitement, and the master visited the Qinglou, which was simply unheard of!

The old bustard's face turned pale, and he touched the two ingots of gold in his sleeve, what a sin!

A few of them were from the government, and when they squeezed in to take a look, they were immediately shocked, "This ...... Isn't this Master Zhiyuan? ”

"How is it possible, is it really Master Zhiyuan? How old is Master Zhiyuan! ”

"I heard my grandfather say that Master Zhiyuan was very romantic when he was young, and the girl who slept all over Chang'an City thought that he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot, but I didn't expect it...... It turned out to be a wind. ”

The old bustard pricked up his ears and listened, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I heard that every time the master does the Fa, he has to come to Pingkangfang to have fun, so he will go to ......."

The people around them all sighed, and suddenly realized, and the sound of tsk was endless.

This matter was a strange talk in Chang'an City, and it took a while before it dispersed.

……

At the same time, Cui Jiu had already walked to the crowded Suzaku Street.

This is the main road of Chang'an City, there are three most beautiful places for lanterns every year, one is Pingkangfang, because those prostitutes want to be elegant and elegant, racking their brains to play flowers; The second is the winding water, where there are mainly flower boats, suitable for young men and women who meet secretly.

The third is Suzaku Street, what is called magnificent, royal style, where you can peek into the luxury and wealth of Daqing.

There are many palace lanterns hanging here, because at this time of year, there will always be people in the palace who come out to enjoy the lanterns to show that they are happy with the people.

Cui Jiu stood in the midst of the bustling crowd and looked up at King Jin standing on the high platform, he was now the emperor.