An Feiran smiled lightly, looked at the willow tree next to the window outside the meditation room, tilted his head and said, "Little master doesn't have to take it to heart, doesn't Buddhism pay attention to cause and effect?" The reason why I was able to save you, little master, was only because of a relationship between us. ”

"Fate will eventually disperse, how can you repay your kindness or not?"

Her voice was very soft, with the unique immaturity of a child, her face was calm, the corners of her mouth were smiling, but her eyes were very calm, and there was no fluctuation from beginning to end.

Even when she knew that the breeze in front of her was someone who had helped, she just blinked in surprise, and then returned to normal.

Qingfeng didn't argue with her, and folded his hands and bowed to her: "Amitabha, the little donor only needs to remember what the little monk said today, cause and effect, cause and effect, there is a cause and effect, when the little donor saved the little monk, there was a cause planted in the past." ”

Ma Jingqing and An Zeqing looked at Qingfeng and An Feiran, who were talking with words they couldn't understand, with ignorant expressions.

An Zeqing: Why don't I know when my sister saved my little brother?

Ma Jingqing: Repay the kindness, don't repay the favor? Do monks also pay such attention to it?

The two looked at each other and shook their heads together, firming their positions.

Seeing that he was still stubbornly maintaining the original idea of repaying the favor, An Feiran frowned slightly and looked away from him.

When his eyes touched the willows blown by the wind outside the window, the frowning brow slowly loosened, looking extremely comfortable.

Dressed in men's clothes, she has red lips and white teeth, a round face, a sharp gaze, a small fan in her hand, and knocks on the bridge of her nose for a while.

Qingfeng knew that he should leave, he had come specially after hearing that they were coming, and if he didn't go back to watch the ceremony, it would be too eye-catching.

Seeing that he was leaving, Ma Jingqing hurriedly made a request in a very fast tone: "Little Master Qingfeng, are you going to the main hall?" If the little master doesn't mind, can you take us with you? ”

The breeze hesitated.

The ordination ceremony is very important to the monks, and no pilgrim ever comes to see it.

This......

Seeing that he hesitated, Ma Jingqing said in his heart that he had a chance and took the opportunity to make a promise, so he almost raised his finger and pointed to the sky and swore an oath: "Don't worry, little master, we will only obediently go over and take a look, and we will never cause any trouble." ”

An Zeqing also tugged at Qingfeng's sleeve and smiled at him flatteringly: "Little senior brother, don't worry, we are all very worry-free, we won't attract the attention of others, if the master accidentally finds out, I will definitely protect you." ”

The master in his mouth refers to the master of the national temple, Yichen, and a monk are brothers, and he can also call his master according to his seniority.

Although he doesn't often come into contact with the master of the national temple, he can know that the temple master is not usually a person who likes to be angry, if there is really some accident, as long as they say a good word, maybe people will not care?

Qingfeng looked at the little radish head in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't bear to hit him in the end, it was because they were going to go, so he was not at ease.

But when he saw a girl dressed as a man next to the window, his original resolute refusal suddenly relaxed, and nodded with a smile in his eyes: "That's it, since you are going, then come with me." ”

These few people are not Anfen, especially An Zeqing's little cousin, she has been rolling her eyes with a bright gaze, if he doesn't agree, these people may sneak to the ceremony by themselves.

Rather than let them go on their own, it is better to follow him, so that he can watch them well, so as not to really cause irreconcilable trouble.

An Zeqing and Ma Jingqing cheered at the same time: "Okay! ”

Compared with their excitement, An Feiran, who is traveling with her, can be said to be cold, except for the food that can arouse her slight interest, she doesn't care much about everything else, even if the monk in front of her has known her since childhood, and reunited after a long absence, her heart is not shocked at this time.

The front hall of the temple has been closed, and ordinary pilgrims are not allowed to enter.

By the time Qingfeng led the people forward, the man was already wearing a plain monk's robe, and his long black hair had turned into a bald head like the others.

Cut off the three thousand troubles, and since then escape into the empty door, with the Buddha as a companion, and believe in the Buddha for life.

Faith in your heart is the only way to have no worries.

Even though he had already glanced at the person in a hurry before, observing the person's face up close at this time, Ma Jingqing still couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What happened to such an excellent man, what would make him easily give up everything in the world, and instead become a dull monk.

"Since you have been my closed disciple, you will bear the heavy responsibility of the national temple, and from now on, your Dharma name will be Wuxiang, and you will definitely be kind to others, have great righteousness, and protect the whole national temple."

That man, at this time, is called Wuxiang.

Wuxiang lowered his eyelids, raised his hands above his head, and respectfully accepted the staff that Yichen had given him.

The staff is made of two golden dragon heads, with a transparent bead in the center, which gathers the light of heaven and earth, which is a necessary ritual for every temple master when choosing an heir.

When Wuxiang received this staff, it meant that in this life, he had an inseparable relationship with the national temple.

Qing Ran Xingran walked to Qingfeng's side, touched his nose, and didn't know whether to relax or dissatisfied: "In the past, I was always worried that my master would find an heir and pick one of my brothers at random, for fear that I would be the unlucky ghost, but I didn't expect that after so many years, my master would really be able to find the next temple master who suited his heart." ”

Yiye is too picky, he always emphasizes that only those who are related to the Buddha are qualified to enter the national temple, and the best person who can become the head of the national temple is the reincarnation of the god and Buddha.

But the people he values are all rich or noble, even if they themselves are willing to escape into the empty door, their family will never allow it, even if it is dusty, there is nothing to be done.

Qingfeng: "That senior brother can rest assured now, with Wuxiang's presence, you won't have a chance to become the temple master in this life." ”

"Come on, your senior brother, I have never thought about the position of the temple master, that position is only qualified for those who really have great righteousness, and I want to wait until I am tired of being a monk in the future, and I will enter the world like a monk and master to experience it." Qingran rolled his eyes indecently, and his shiny head almost flashed Ma Jingqing's eyes.

Ma Jingqing clenched his hand that was about to move, coughed lightly, pretended to be chic and walked to Qingran's side, and smiled politely at him, looking like a son of a family: "This little master, I borrowed your head very beautifully, I don't know if I can let you touch it?" ”

She has been coveting the bald heads of these monks for a long time, but she has endured it for some reason, and now that she has finally found a chance, how can she still endure it?

Qing Ran was stunned, and immediately cried and laughed, he has been shaving for more than ten years, no one has ever made such a request to him, and the strange boy in front of him looked longing, his heart softened, and he said generously: "You are so interested, what does it matter if you touch it?" ”

Most of them are bald heads in the temple, walking around the temple with their bare heads on their heads all day, and of course they don't take an interest in other people's heads.

If you really want to feel the feeling, just put your hand on the top of your head and rub it casually.

When the words fell, in order to match Ma Jingqing's height, she bent down slightly so that she could easily touch the top of her head.

The opportunity is delivered to the door, and it is a fool who does not want to take advantage of it!

Ma Jingqing unceremoniously put her hand on the top of his head, and because the person in front of her was too generous, she couldn't continue to be presumptuous, so she retracted her hand regretfully after touching it casually.

Although it is itchy, it is not as eager as it was at the beginning.

Ma Jingqing smiled shyly: "Thank you, little master." ”

Qing Ran smiled indifferently, a little weird in his heart, the delicacy of that hand was beyond his imagination, although he was young, but a boy's hand looked like this, it was too girly, right?

An Zeqing asked in his sister's ear: "Is it not right for my cousin to be so close to a monk and make such a rude request when we meet for the first time?" ”

An Feiran thought for a while, and organized words in her heart: "Cousin likes smooth objects very much, if you want to give her gifts in the future, you should refer to those bald heads." ”

She had known from a long time that her little cousin was fond of smooth objects, such as a jade pendant that had not been carved in any way, but she could carry it in her pocket day after day, year after year, and wait for it to be polished smooth.

It's just that because the third aunt controlled her cousin too strictly, her cousin didn't dare to express her preferences easily.

What's more, according to the third aunt's temperament, I must hope that my cousin can like elegant things, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if she can study one of them until she is proficient, then the little cousin will not have to worry about it in the future.

It's a pity that although she has long known that her little cousin's hobbies are different from ordinary people, she never thought that her little cousin would be so bold and dare to flirt with a little monk in the monk's temple in a men's dress.

If the monk knew that she was a daughter, I don't know how wonderful the expression on her face would be.

An Feiran sighed silently in his heart, and secretly glanced at Qingfeng who knew the inside story with the corner of his eye, and was even more sure in his heart that he was not as pure as he seemed on the surface.

He knew that his cousin was a daughter and should not have such an intimate behavior with a man, but he did not open his mouth to stop his cousin's behavior, let alone remind his senior brother that he should not be so close to his cousin.

Another guy with a belly full of black water.

Sensing An Feiran's gaze, Qingfeng's heart trembled, and he rarely felt a sense of being in a hurry, and immediately pursed his lips and smiled in her direction, showing his most perfect posture.

Obviously he is also a monk, and he should have six pure roots, but for some reason, he always wants to keep his best state in front of this person, perhaps because he has been the most embarrassed posture she has ever seen, and he can no longer tolerate such things after that.