After saying goodbye to Senior Brother Tianshui, Jingye hurriedly came to the Empty Character Scripture Pavilion.

The empty word scripture pavilion, where the Buddhist scriptures of the entire temple are hidden, except for a few important scriptures, it can be said that the empty word scripture pavilion is all the subtleties of the temple. Empty character scripture pavilion, only one pavilion, the appearance of an ancient tower like a bulge exquisite, a total of eight floors, standing in the temple, is also the symbol of the world of the pure industry temple.

"Amitabha, may I ask this senior brother, can I recite sutras here?"

Under the tall building, Jingye respectfully asked the two monks guarding the door. Both monks wore dark red cloth robes, large rosaries on their chests, and a Zen staff in their right hands, with solemn faces.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Kongwen is practicing in the pavilion, what is the matter with you?"

One person was palmed with one hand, bowing his head slightly but saying without any expression.

"Senior Brother Lao told Senior Brother Kongwen that the disciples of the clean word sweeping house are pure, and there is something important to look for. ”

Jingye bowed his head again and said. However, when he said the clean word sweeping room, the eyes of the two monks guarding the door suddenly flashed.

"This?"

"Go ahead, he's a disciple of the Pure Word Sweeper. ”

The monks guarding the door are a little embarrassed, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place of the temple, unless there is an order of the temple host, or the other house hosts are here in person, they cannot easily enter, even if it is to spread the word. However, the other monk who had not spoken suddenly opened his mouth at this time, he looked at the young pure karma, and the little monk in front of him gave him the feeling that it was too clean, not to mention that he came from the pure word sweeping room.

"Thank you, two senior brothers. ”

Seeing this, Jingye is even more respectfully grateful.

The embarrassed monk shook his head and turned to enter the pavilion, leaving only another monk.

The monk no longer looks at the pure karma, but at the future. Jingye didn't bother him, his small body stood straight, his hands clasped together.

After a long time, a gust of wind blew, and a white-clothed figure came out with the guarding monk.

"Amitabha, are you the junior disciple of pure karma?"

The white-clothed monk was naturally empty, and he was reading the scriptures in the pavilion.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Kongwen, I am pure karma. Thank you, two brothers. ”

Pure karma replied. At the same time, he looked at the monk guarding the door and thanked him. The monk nodded, stopped talking, and looked ahead.

"What is the matter with Senior Brother Pure Industry looking for me?"

The two of them walked a few steps to the side, looking at the pure karma, and they were very puzzled in their hearts, they didn't have much contact with the latter, at most, they could meet when the host brought them to study the scriptures. What can he do with himself?

"I learned from Senior Brother Tianshui that Senior Brother Kongwen went down the mountain a few days ago and got a piece of news. ”

Jingye looked at Kongwen's eyes and said calmly on the surface.

"Senior brother turned out to be for that. On that day, I went down the mountain to make a fortune and accidentally rescued a beggar in Chang'an City. It was he who told me that he saw someone kill the drama in the building. ”

After listening to the words of Pure Karma, he understood what he meant, and he thought that Pure Karma also wanted to hear about this mundane thing, so he simply said it.

"Then can the senior brother know the specific story from the beggar's mouth, who killed the person, and where is the body?"

Jingye was a little excited, and his hands trembled.

"Amitabha, sin and sin. Pure karma junior brother, you are a disciple of the pure word sweeping house, you have been in the hospital for five years, and your heart can be said to be the best disciple in the courtyard, you should not care about this matter, so as not to contaminate karma. ”

I don't know why Pure Karma is looking for me to say this, according to the evaluation of the latter by the hosts of each house, Pure Karma is a Buddha who has not been met in a hundred years, but now in front of him, he is asking about such a thing, which is really not right.

"Amitabha, it's the senior brother who lost his temper, but the senior brother misunderstood. The junior brother didn't want to get involved in mundane things when he inquired about this, but he had some doubts here. ”

Jingye knew that he was excited again, and said with a sigh of relief. When I heard it, I wanted to say something, but I was interrupted by the pure karma.

"Senior brother doesn't need to solve my doubts, senior brother wants to understand alone, thank you for your kindness, and please tell me what I just asked. ”

"Amitabha, what you want to know, I also want to know at the time. But when I opened my mouth to ask the beggar, the beggar suddenly became insane, and it was difficult to ask for any useful information, and I could only follow him to his quarters, which was not far from Hua Manlou. ”

Kong Wen let out a long sigh and told Jingye everything he could say. The Buddha is kind-hearted, and it is considered a merit to be able to help when encountering this kind of thing, but he did not get any useful news, and Chang'an City, as the capital of the Tang Kingdom, will have its own officials from the Criminal Department to investigate, not to mention that there are people killed in the building.

"I disturbed my brother today, and I hope my brother will forgive me. ”

Jingye listened very carefully, and when Kongwen's voice fell, Jingye paused for a moment, and then said apologetically.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, but I still want to remind you that mundane things have their own cause and effect, and junior brother must not forcibly change them. ”

Kongwen frowned and said.

"Thank you, brother, remember. ”

"Amitabha. ”

Kongwen said softly.

"Amitabha, my brother and sister say goodbye. ”

Jingye also chanted, and immediately turned and left. Sora Wen turned his gaze to the tall ginkgo tree in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

Chang'an City, full of flowers.

"Sister Xiao'er, what are you doing here, are you fanciing a son, provoke my sister to look at flowers and think of spring here, hehehe. ”

Flowers fill the second floor of the building, and Xiao'er is in a daze at the gorgeous flowers on the wooden fence. A coquettish laugh suddenly sounded behind her, waking her up.

"Sister Ziqing. ”

When I looked back, a tall woman was walking around with a snake waist. The woman's appearance and temperament are excellent, her timbre is moving and charming, and she is also a famous drama beauty in this flower building.

"Who do you think?"

"Sister, don't tease your sister, look at this flower and lose her mind for a while. ”

Xiao'er said this on her lips, but she didn't feel like this in her heart. Just now she was thinking about the little monk who came that day, it's not that she hasn't seen a monk before, but this little monk seems to have a special feeling.

"Okay, okay, sister doesn't laugh at you, you know in your own heart, we have to hurry up to rehearsal, don't forget that there is a distinguished guest who will entertain you later, but you can't slack off. ”

"Sister Ziqing, ignore you!"

"Good sister, sister is wrong, we should go. ”

Ziqing said that she didn't laugh at her smiling sister, but the look on her face didn't look like that at all. Xiao'er blushed slightly, stomped her feet, turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled into her arms by Zilan. The two giggled and went to rehearsal.

At the mouth of an alley outside the building, Jingye stood quietly at the mouth of the alley with a Zen stick in his hand, looking into the alley.

"This is it. ”

Jingye looked through the debris in the alley, and saw a huddled figure at the end of the alley.

Jingye walked into the alley step by step, and behind him was a bustling long street, where people came and went, but no one cared about the empty alley.

At the end of the alley, a strong rancid smell came to my nose. A middle-aged man, wrapped in a large, tattered coarse cloth stained, shrunk into a ball and shivering. His messy hair was covered with fallen leaves, and his long beard covered his face.

The weather has entered the late autumn, and if you don't have enough food and no shelter from the wind and rain, it is unbearable for any ordinary person, let alone the beggar in front of you.

Jingye hurriedly took off the light blue cloak on his body and put it on the beggar's body.

"You...... How did you come back again. ”

The beggar felt a warmth, the body temperature on his clothes. Twisting his head, he didn't know if he could see it clearly, and he only said this sentence for a long time.

"Amitabha, donor, you and I are meeting for the first time. ”

Jingye is half-squatting, holding the palm in one hand.

“...... He...... He's crazy...... He's not human, he's got six hands, not eight...... Hahaha. ”

The beggar was quiet for a while, and then suddenly he shouted in horror, he lifted the rags and the clothes of the pure karma on his body, stretched out his hands and grabbed the mouth of the pure karma clothes and laughed maniacally.

Pure karma smelled the pungent smell, and he and the beggar were close to each other, but Pure Karma did not have much change in expression, and he repeated the beggar's words in his heart.

"Donor, have you seen these eight hands?"

Jingye said calmly, not stopping the beggar from grabbing him.

"Hachijo, haha...... Hachijo, you're right, I've seen it, I've seen it, Long Wuyin, Hachijo, haha. ”

The beggar repeats Hachijo, laughing maniacally, but in it he says three words and is caught by Pure Karma.

"Long Wuyin, what is this?"

Jingye said in his heart that he had never heard of any dragon martial seals, but he knew that this dragon martial seal must be very important.

"Donor, that day!"

As soon as the words in Jingye's mouth came out of his mouth, a rush of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Suddenly turning around, a cold light flashed. The Zen stick in Jingye's right hand crossed to his head and blocked the long knife that was slashing at him. At the same time, the top of the foot lifts the person with the knife backwards.

"Haha, here it is, haha... Ha ha. ”

Jingye stood up, holding the Zen stick tightly in his right hand, staring closely at the few people wearing hats who had blocked the alley, and the beggars behind him were still laughing madly.

"Amitabha, are the benefactors here to kill the poor monk, or are they here to kill the benefactor behind me?"

Jingye asked slowly.

"Kill them all!"

The man with the hat closest to the net industry said hoarsely. When Jingye stood up, several people saw that there was a young monk in front of them.

But for them, it's all the same. As soon as the words fell, the man in the hat went straight in with his knife, and the tip of the knife showed a little red light. The remaining four people behind him took off their bows and arrows on their backs and waited for the opportunity to shoot arrows.

Jingye glanced at the posture of the few people in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, held a stick in one hand and a palm in the other, and did not move.

The hat man smiled, he thought that the little monk in front of him was scared and didn't know what to do, and the hand holding the knife was even harder.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to touch the coat on Jingye's chest, Jingye suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden rays of light pierced into the eyes of the man in the hat, and then covered the four people behind him.

"Ahh

Several people screamed in pain, and the golden light almost blinded their eyes.

The man in the hat stopped in place, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and a violent burning sensation hit his eyes. In his heart, he regretted that he underestimated the enemy, but at this moment, he was one step away from the monk, and the sharp blade in his hand could pierce the latter's heart. This thought was only in a few seconds, and after the golden light entered his eyes, the man in the hat only stopped in place for a few seconds, and then stabbed straight at the pain.

"Squeak!"

The sound of rubbing rang out.

The hat-hated man was shocked as he realized that the long knife in his hand had lost control. No matter how hard you push, the long knife will not move at all.

"Bang!"

The man with the hat had a pain in his abdomen, and the whole person flew upside down on the ground.

What happened in this short period of time was only seen by the beggar behind Pure Karma, and the beggar didn't know when to close his mouth, looked at Pure Karma in front of him in a lost mind, grabbed the long knife between his two fingers, and slowly withdrew his right foot.