Wu Zhiyuan saw that the little monk was not very old, about seven or eight years old, and he was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he had no impression of him, and asked with a smile: "Little master, do you recognize me?" ”

"Recognize, recognize. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The little monk hurriedly smiled, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, and raised his head and said seriously, "The last time you came to our temple was four or five months ago, when you had a misunderstanding with the Moon Shadow Donor and Uncle Kong Ming in the front yard, and the abbot asked me to inform you to go to the main temple to see you." ”

Wu Zhiyuan then remembered the situation at that time, when he saw the Moon Shadow Fuxian and the white-clothed monk Kong Ming in the front yard, because he misunderstood that the Moon Shadow Fu Immortal was the murderer of the husband, so he had an argument with the Moon Shadow Fu Immortal and Kong Ming, and even made a move. At this time, a little monk came over from the west courtyard and informed Abbot Wu Zhiyuan that he was invited. It turned out that the little monk at that time was the little master in front of him with clear eyebrows and lovely eyes.

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly realized, and hurriedly thanked: "It turns out that it was you who came to inform me to meet the abbot at that time, thank you." As he spoke, he involuntarily touched the little monk's head.

This move is a natural outpouring of feelings, Wu Zhiyuan saw that the little monk was smart and cute, and he completely forgot the identity of the other party, he liked children, so he made an intimate child's action.

"Ahem!" At this moment, a throat-clearing voice sounded at the entrance of the Zen Temple.

Wu Zhiyuan and the little monk turned their heads at the same time, only to see a white-clothed monk standing on the steps of the door, his hands half-covering his mouth, pretending to cough twice, there was no trace of joy and sorrow on his resolute face, and he said in a deep voice: "Shancong, sweep the floor with your heart!" ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!" Shancong was the name of the little monk, and he hurriedly buried his head and continued to sweep the floor, no longer paying attention to Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan recognized at a glance that the white-clothed monk was the Kongming with whom he had a dispute that day, he was too reckless at the beginning, misunderstood the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and even moved with Kongming, thinking that he had never apologized to Kongming, and now was the time, so he walked over, but before he could speak, Kongming said with a straight face: "Master Wu, the abbot has been waiting for a long time." ”

"Oh? Does the Dustless Master know I'm coming? Wu Zhiyuan looked surprised, after all, he and Sheng Wanxiang had just arrived outside the gate of Cong Ma Zen Temple, and Master Wuchen had no reason to know that his visit was.

"Please come with me!" Kong Ming stretched out his hand and motioned for Wu Zhiyuan and Sheng Wanxiang to go with him, without saying a single superfluous word.

Wu Zhiyuan was bored, glanced at Sheng Wanxiang, and the two followed Kong Ming into the front yard.

Everything in the front yard hasn't changed, it's still clean and tidy. Kong Ming walked straight to the west, his footwork was light and clean, and he was a master of Zen Gong at a glance.

The three of them walked into a bamboo forest path to the west. This road Wu Zhiyuan walked on last time, and through this bamboo forest is the Zhengdao Institute where the monks participate in Zen and chant sutras.

The main hall of the main hall of the Zhengdao Temple was closed, Kong Ming stopped at the door, saluted with one hand, and said respectfully to the door: "Abbot, Master Wu has arrived." ”

"Please come in." An old voice came from inside the door, but it was full of confidence.

Kong Ming gently pushed the door of the hall open, and flashed and said the word "please" to Wu Zhiyuan. Wu Zhiyuan returned the salute, turned around and motioned for Sheng Wanxiang to wait outside the door, and then walked into the main hall by himself. Behind him, Kong Ming gently closed the door of the temple again.

"Master Wu, don't come unharmed." Opposite the main entrance, an old monk sat cross-legged facing the wall, he said a coarse cloth monk's robe, his back was solid, as steady as Mount Tai, if it wasn't for his voice, Wu Zhiyuan didn't notice that there was still a person sitting there.

"Hello Master Dustless." Wu Zhiyuan made a gesture respectfully, although Wuchen who had his back to the door couldn't see him doing it, but Wuchen, like Zhang Zefang and Gushen, was the most respected person in Wu Zhiyuan's heart.

"Master, do you remember me?" Wu Zhiyuan looked up and asked in amazement. After all, he and Wuchen had only had one conversation, and the two had never even seen each other's faces.

"Since the last time I said goodbye to Master Wu, Lao Wei has been concentrating on meditation and has never seen other visitors. Now, more than five months have passed, but at this time, it seems as if it happened yesterday. The world is cloudy, but overnight, one night is short, how can the old man forget? "Dustless voice is old and rich, full of energy, unhurried, and his body does not move when he speaks, like a rock.

Wu Zhiyuan was surprised that Wuchen said that he had not seen other visitors for more than five months, could it be that he had been facing the wall like this for more than five months, chanting sutras and participating in meditation? What kind of life should that be? Will his rash visit this time disturb his cultivation?

"Master, in fact, I didn't come this time to disturb your cultivation, but I have something very important to tell you." Wu Zhiyuan said respectfully.

"Everything is empty, it doesn't matter if it's important or not. Fate is born and destroyed, robbery comes and goes, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, what should come is always coming, Lao Qu was ready to bear everything as early as fifteen years ago, and there is Lao Wu Shizhu to bother. Wuchen said a lot of seemingly inconsequential words, but it seemed to be a response to Wu Zhiyuan.

"Master, listen to me first, this matter may be related to your personal safety." Wu Zhiyuan was anxious, and he rushed from Yunnan to Haiyang non-stop, in order to inform Wuchen to beware of the Moon Shadow Fuxian's master to come to the door to make trouble, but Wuchen seemed to have no interest in what he wanted to say.

"Thank you Lord Wu for your kindness. If you come, you will be safe, Wu Shi please go to the wing room to rest and fast, in the next few days, I am afraid that our temple will be more distinguished guests, and please stay a few more days. Wuchen's words seem to be an eviction order, but they also have another meaning.

Seeing Wuchen's reaction, Wu Zhiyuan was a little puzzled, and he secretly said in his heart, could it be that Yueying and her master had already arrived before me, and had already met with Master Wuchen? So he hurriedly asked, "Master, is it true that Moon Shadow Fuxian and her master have already arrived at your temple?" ”

Hearing Wu Zhiyuan's question, Wuchen's back trembled slightly, this detail was extremely inconspicuous, but it was seen by Wu Zhiyuan, which shows that Wuchen was moved in his heart, but why was he moved? Wu Zhiyuan also does not know.

"Lao Wei has already said that after Wu Shizhu left last time, until Wu Shizhu arrived this time, Lao Gao has never seen any visitors." The dustless voice is like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves, and it is impossible to guess the emotion in his words.

Wu Zhiyuan wondered when he heard this, Wuchen's words showed that he seemed to know the purpose of Wu Zhiyuan's trip, could it be that he really had the ability to spy on the unpredictable prophets?

"Kong Ming, send Master Wu to the wing room to rest." Wu Zhiyuan was pondering, Wuchen gave a faint order, and as soon as the words fell, the door of the main hall was gently pushed open.

A slender figure dressed in red, with long hair and a slender figure standing outside the temple gate.

(Thank you for your continued support, the Spring Festival of the Year of the Monkey is here, I wish all readers and friends a happy New Year and all the best.) Friends who like this book can join the group, chat and brag about nothing, because we met in this book, which is a kind of fate. ）

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