Jimo Qinglian hurriedly walked out from under the big monk's wrist, and let the big monk hug an empty one, but the big monk didn't realize it at all, and went around again, wanting to hug her, and shouted in his mouth: "Beautiful little mm, come - hug one for my brother"

"If you dare to touch her, beware of someone cutting off your pig's trotters to worship the Buddha." Mr. Shi leaned on the Shanzi stone on the side and said lazily.

"Your flower slave?" The monk, who was not wearing a robe, finally stopped, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Who worships those who are enough to be spiritual?" ”

"She is the daughter of Jimo Mingjing," Mr. Shi said lightly.

"Oh?" The great monk pronounced a Buddha horn, nodded and said, "So what?" You ask people to ask for it, but he dares not to give it? ”

"I don't have a hobby of raising flower slaves," Mr. Shi said.

Flower slaves? Jimo Qinglian was a little surprised in her heart, originally she thought that Niu Dasha forcibly left Qi Yanwu to be a flower slave for her, just because of the flowers and plants in the courtyard of the Rejuvenation Fang today, so she casually took a name, and now it seems that the word "flower slave" seems to have some allusions and reasons.

And it was only at this time that Jimo Qinglian paid attention to the big monk, dressed in a white shirt, silk fabric, and did not wear leather shoes on his feet, but ordinary cloth shoes, however, looking at the style and workmanship of the cloth shoes, they are definitely not the kind sold on the street now, they should be customized by someone.

In some modern shopping malls, although there are also cloth shoes for sale, most of them are plastic soles, simple workmanship, low cost, and can also be non-slip and moisture-proof. The pair of cloth shoes worn by the monk on his feet are typical mille-feuille soles, layer upon layer of cloth paste, and then sewn with needle and thread.

The monk is not very old, in his early thirties, less than forty, and he is white and pure, very similar to the Tang monk on TV - if you encounter a monster, you are definitely a typical eater.

"Come in and talk" The great monk looked at Jimo Qinglian again, smashed it, smashed it, and then said.

Jimo Qinglian sighed a little, although this monk is a color monk, but he is still quite tasteful, living in the mountain behind Lingyin Temple, the antique building built near the mountain, the cyan wall bricks, the ground inside are paved with real bamboo floors, smooth and bright. Most of the furnishings inside are made of bamboo, revealing a bit of elegance.

When a young novice poured his tea, he heard the news and withdrew, leaving the three of them in the room. The monk looked at Jimo Qinglian, and then asked, "Mr. Shi is not in Nafu in the East China Sea, why did he come to Lingyin Temple?" ”

Mr. Shi shook his head and sighed: "I'll go out for a walk, first come to Lingyin Temple to see you, and then go to Haicheng to play for a few days." ”

"Mr. Shi, the monk has a letter here, I wonder if you are interested in reading it?" The monk suddenly laughed incomprehensibly.

Jimo Qinglian looked at the monk's appearance, and was suspicious in her heart, feeling that there was probably some mystery in that letter.

But Mr. Shi actually smiled without moving: "Since it's your private message, I don't need to read it." ”

"I'll see Mr. Shi should take a look," said the monk, who had already stood up, walked to the table on one side, opened the drawer, took out a piece of letterhead, and then handed it over with both hands.

Mr. Shi just took it casually, and then handed it to Jimo Qinglian and said, "***, do you want to see this monk's private message?" ”

"I feel that this should be about you, or do you see" Jimo Qinglian shook her head with a smile, since the big monk asked him to watch, if it has nothing to do with him, what else to watch?

"Little girl, you can read it to him," the great monk laughed.

"Oh?" When the great monk said this, even Mo Qinglian was also curious, and immediately opened the letter, just by looking at it, she couldn't help but laugh.

"What did you write?" Mr. Shi asked.

"Little girl, read it out quickly and listen to him," the great monk laughed.

"Today, my Majesty the Qingxuan Palace on Yuluo Island has absconded, and a reward is offered for capture, if anyone who sees his whereabouts is notified, the reward will be one hundred taels" Mo Qinglian read word by word.

There's also a phone number underneath, a sign that makes her look uncomfortable. After finishing reading, Jimo Qinglian looked at the big monk, and the big monk just looked at Mr. Shi with a smile.

"I ...... The ...... next door to Mary Mr. Shi cursed in a low voice, although he knew that 90% of the letter was for him, but he did not expect that it was actually written like this.

"If you are interested in that Virgin Mary, I have no objection at all" Monk Se picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of tea, and then said to Jimo Qinglian with a smile, "Jimo little beauty, do you want to get rich?" ”

"Uh......" Jimo Qinglian's eyes widened, looking at the big monk curiously, although she was very disgusted by the big monk calling her Jimo Little Beauty, but out of politeness, she still didn't say anything.

"One hundred taels of gold," the monk said very demagogically, "Do you have a mobile phone?" If not, I have a phone here, I can borrow you to call, dial the number on that letterhead, and tell them that His Majesty Qingxuan is sitting next to you. ”

"The great monk is also fooling people if he wants to" Jimo Qinglian shook her head, and returned the letter to the great monk, the person who wrote the letter, but it was a good handwriting, although the handwriting was handsome, but between the lines, there was a faint domineering spirit that looked down on the world, "This letter is definitely not new, it should be some age, at least three or five years old." ”

The letterhead has been faintly yellowed, and from the ink, it doesn't look like something recent, which is still visible to Mo Qinglian.

The bounty of three or five years, I'm afraid that it will be invalid a long time ago, even if she calls according to that phone number, God knows if people will treat her as insane.

Also, in three or five years, it is impossible to say whether people have changed their phone numbers.

"Seven years ago," Monk Se said, "Every time a monk wants to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff, he takes out such a letter and looks at it, think about it, there are people in this world who are more miserable than me, so this letter is the spiritual pillar of the monk in the past seven years." ”

"Why haven't you died yet?" Mr. Shi scolded.

"You can't get rid of this fate even if you're dead?" The monk sighed and said, "I don't want to die because of your experience." ”

"Great monk, Mr. Shi is still alive and well" Jimo Qinglian is very dissatisfied, how can she curse people to death when they meet?

"Ten years ago, he faked his death and escaped," Monk Se explained, "Then, the Leng Island Master of Yuluo Island, as if he was crazy, searched for his body, and as a result, an unreliable person got a fake corpse for him, and the Leng Island Lord was angry, and almost caused a catastrophe." ”

Jimo Qinglian was very curious, what was the relationship between the cold island owner of Yuluo Island and Mr. Shi?

Lu Li, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, Mr. Shi definitely doesn't dare to condescend to others, his temper should be the master who has never seen anyone's face.

However, since Yuluo Island has a cold island master, what else does His Majesty Qingxuan Palace need to do? What does Your Majesty mean, she naturally knows, the honorific title of the ancient king, she heard Niu Dasha talk about it, the monarch of the poisonous sect, and the subordinates also called him so.

Moreover, since Mr. Shi is from Yuluo Island, how can he have anything to do with the poison gate?

"This time, I'm going back to Yuluo Island, I haven't been back for a long time," Mr. Shi sighed softly, "Don't be emotional, countless people are envious of our decadent life now." ”

Hearing this, the monk sighed softly, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then said: "Senior brother always says - let me worship the Buddha seriously, but I really don't have that interest, I like to drink wine and eat meat, I like beautiful little girls, I like to play around, I also like to go out for a walk, experience the suffering of the world all of a sudden......"

Jimo Qinglian couldn't listen to it, and couldn't help but say: "You can enjoy the suffering of the world, and you can also return to the world, you don't need to be a monk, let alone worship the Buddha." “

In fact, in the pure place of Buddhism, there is such a color monk, which is definitely to defile the Buddha's tranquility, that is, Mo Qinglian can't understand, such a color monk, Lu Li, should be confiscated and driven out of the door, how can he be kept as an eyesore?

"He is the reincarnation of a Buddhist holy monk, and he is destined to be a monk in this life." Mr. Shi said with a smile.

"I don't see it" Ji Mo Qinglian shook her head and said, she never believed in the reincarnation of reincarnation, people die like lights go out, she would rather disappear after death than have the word reincarnation - the past life and this life are too bitter, and the god who masters the six realms of reincarnation can not control everything?

She has never been reconciled, her fate is in the hands of others, even if it is the six reincarnations after death.

And this monk, if he wants to say that he is the reincarnation of a living Buddha and a holy monk, she really doesn't believe it, such a person will be a holy monk? Then in this world, there is nowhere to pile up the holy monks.

When Mr. Shi heard this, he stroked his palm and smiled.

"Mr. Shi, what about you?" Jimo Qinglian asked curiously, "Who are you?" ”

At the mention of this question, Mr. Shi seemed to be very confused, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "I don't know, who should I be?" Zhuang Sheng's Dream Butterfly - Am I dreaming or waking up now, is it really illusory, or is it all illusory...... Even the world is nothing, just a ridiculous dream? But why haven't you woken up from this dream? ”

With that, he gently pounded his head.

And the color monk seemed to be very confused about this question, and then, both of them sighed, and then, picked up the teacup and drank tea together.

Jimo Qinglian couldn't figure it out, forget it, she also drank tea.

Finally, they ate a vegetarian meal in the meditation room of the colored monk, the vegetarian meal was very good, the taste was good, and Mo Qinglian ate it with relish.

After the meal, Monk Se also invited them to read books in his scripture pavilion, at first Jimo Qinglian didn't care, but when she arrived at his scripture pavilion, she was immediately shocked.

There are too many unique books of historical sites, and even a lot of them, they are all ancient manuscripts, that is, Mo Qinglian is very suspicious, so many rare ancient books, where did this color monk get it, it is difficult to do it, he moved out the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Lingyin Temple*

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