Zhuo Qingyi was busy, and in less than half an hour, a table of wine and food arrived on the table.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Gu Yun sighed: "This really feels like home!" "He is already alone on earth, and he is also alone in Dashun. Suddenly, someone made a table for him and sat down to eat it, which made him feel a little warm.

Zhuo Qingyi took the opportunity to say: "If Gu Gongzi doesn't dislike it, this will be Gongzi's home in the future!" ”

Gu Yun restrained his mood and said with a smile: "Hehe, could it be that Qingyi is in a position?" He said with a smile: "If Qingyi is willing, my son will not refuse to come, I'm afraid that Qingyi will joke for a while!" ”

"Childe ......" Zhuo Qingyi couldn't resist at all, and blushed to the base of his neck for a while.

"That's it!" Gu Yun stopped laughing, raised his wine glass and said, "Qingyi, this glass of wine wishes your wishes come true and your youth will last forever!" ”

Zhuo Qingyi also raised his glass and said, "I wish Gongzi a smooth journey and achieve his wishes!" ”

……

Full of wine and food, Gu Yun was about to leave.

Zhuo Qingyi took out a stack of golden tickets from his personal place and handed it to Gu Yun: "Gu Gongzi, some time ago, I recruited 10 branches, and collected a total of 2,000 taels of silver, plus Qingyi's income over the years, a total of 500 taels of gold were gathered. This is the golden ticket, please count it! ”

"I've taken the golden ticket!" Gu Yun didn't count it, he directly accepted the golden ticket, and admonished: "Qingyi, remember to take care of yourself, don't force anything!" ”

Zhuo Qingyi was impressed and responded: "Yes, son!" ”

……

Gu Yun led the horse and left Gezhou City.

This way to the north, the road is naturally indispensable to some strangers on the way. Of course, it is not uncommon to encounter a few robberies once in a while. In order to make less trouble, Gu Yun would usually pay the money. But when it comes to things that are really not eye-opening, riot arresters, electric shockers and other things are not decorations.

After seven or eight days on the road, Gu Yun finally came to his destination, Luozhou City.

Before coming, Gu Yun had already heard the news. There is a White Horse Temple in Songming Mountain in the north of this city, which is isolated from the world and has no quarrel with the world. Legend has it that this temple has existed for a long time, and the founder of the temple is said to have probably been one of the 3,000 disciples of Emperor Zhenwu. Gu Yun decided to visit the temple to find an opportunity.

After living in Luozhou City, Gu Yun returned to the earth to prepare, brought some incense candles and other items, and prepared to go up the mountain alone.

This Songming Mountain is inaccessible and extremely steep. Gu Yun deliberately stayed at the foot of the mountain for one night, set off early the next morning, and after reaching the top of the mountain, it still took most of the day.

The White Horse Temple in front of you is inconspicuous, with less than ten temple buildings, and even some dilapidated.

But that's not what Gu Yun cared about. He found the monk and donated 1,000 taels of silver. Then under the leadership of the monk Zhike, he burned incense and candles, worshiped the Buddha, and was arranged to rest in a guest room after the most retreat.

Until this time, Gu Yun had a separate time to visit the temples of the White Horse Temple one by one.

The few dilapidated temples of the White Horse Temple did not leave a deep impression on Gu Yun, but the monks of the White Horse Temple made him quite interested. I saw that these monks were full of energy, and they didn't seem to be affected by the dilapidated external environment of the temple.

The difference between these monks gave Gu Yun a glimmer of hope in his heart. He asked the monk to find a monk with a high backup, and said, "Master Kuai, I have a different Buddhist scripture here, and I want to present it to the abbot of your temple in person, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

"Oh, the donor has a different sutra in his hand?" The Master of Misery was slightly startled, and then asked, "I don't know what kind of scripture it is?" ”

"Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra!" Gu Yun took the version translated by Master Xuanzang, and this Dashun should not have talent.

"This temple has a long heritage, but I have never heard of any "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", what the donor said is not the "Prajnaparamita Sutra"?" When the Master of Misery heard this, he still didn't believe it.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased...... This Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra is the essence of all Prajna! Gu Yun had to read out the scriptures, and then explained.

"Childe, wait a minute, the old man will go to the abbot!" Master Kuai was so excited that he hurriedly went to the abbot. After only listening to a few words, he knew that this was an important Buddhist scripture.

In just a few moments, Gu Yun was called to a monk's room, where an old monk with white eyebrows had been waiting for a long time.

This old monk is kind and kind-eyed, and he is the abbot of the White Horse Temple. When he saw Gu Yun coming, he went straight to the point and asked for the scriptures: "Donor, can you take a look at the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?" ”

"Of course!" Gu Yun didn't hesitate, and directly took out the scriptures. This is the traditional version of the scriptures he brought from the earth, and the layout is arranged from right to left, which is in line with the reading habits of the ancients.

Master Wuxiang took the sutra, flipped through it, and recited at the same time: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relics, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the empty is the color...... This is indeed an important scripture of my Buddha! He turned his head, looked at Gu Yun, and asked, "Gu Gongzi, can you let this temple copy a copy of this scripture?" ”

"Master Wuxiang, it doesn't hurt to give this scripture to your temple!" Gu Yun's words just made Master Wuxiang's heart happy, but he heard him say again: "However, there is something to ask for in the future, and I hope that the master will allow it!" ”

"What's the matter? Childe, but it doesn't hurt to say! "Master Wuxiang also wants to hear what the requirements are, and it is common for them to exchange their needs with each other.

Gu Yun said cheekily: "I see that the monks in this temple seem to be strong and energetic, and they seem to have advanced kung fu in their bodies, which makes me very envious and want to learn it!" ”

"Amitabha!" Master Wuxiang shouted a Buddha horn and said: "It turns out that the donor is for this, I'm afraid I will disappoint the donor." The monks of this temple just work from time to time, and they are just full of blood! ”

"Is that so? Alas! Gu Yun couldn't hide his disappointment. I don't know if what the old monk said is true or not, he sighed and said, "That's it, this scripture will stay in your temple!" In the next farewell! ”

Gu Yun bowed and was about to leave.

At this moment, the voice of the Master of Phaseless came over: "Wait! ”

Gu Yun was overjoyed, but he had to pretend to be at a loss and turned around and asked, "Master, what's the matter?" ”