Fa Cheng hurried back to the temple and went straight to the current abbot.

"Abbot! Just now at the foot of the mountain, the disciple encountered a strange thing, and the voice of the abbot of Daguan more than two hundred years ago echoed in his ears!"

"Amitabha!" the current abbot said, brushing his white beard, "This phenomenon is not surprising. During the quiet night practice, the poor monks often talked freely with a dozen deceased Buddhist monks. ”

"A Chinese comer, claiming to be with the Daguan abbot fairy and his last wish, to fulfill his dream of revisiting his hometown. ”

"Good, good!" the current abbot was startled, "where is the person now?"

"Climbing the steps of the temple. ”

"Got it. Please. ”

After Fa Cheng left, the current abbot hurriedly tidied up his robe, held a tin staff, and went to the gate of the temple.

Judging by the tone of the current abbot, the comer should not be underestimated.

Out of the abbot's bedroom, Fa Cheng hurried to the outside of the temple and picked up Zhou Mengyuan and them in advance.

Zhou Mengyuan led his horse forward, and he was already close to the gate of the temple.

Like many monks, good men and women, in accordance with the highest etiquette of local worship of Buddhism, the incompetent monk pious step by step kowtowed, three steps and one worship, and was left far away on the mountainside.

By the last few steps, Zhou Mengyuan was already sleepy, exhausted, and had no strength to raise his head.

"This benefactor, but from China?"

Huaxia! Another Arrival?

When Zhou Mengyuan heard this, his heart was shocked. This surprise was not trivial, and it instantly exhausted all the remaining energy in his body. When he raised his head with the strength of faith alone, his legs had been drained of his muscles and bones, and he collapsed on the steps, and the reins of his horse fell with them.

"Donor, what's wrong with you..."

The current abbot hurried down the steps.

For some reason, the old monk Fa Cheng, who was walking briskly all the way, arrived at this moment, "The abbot stays! Fa Cheng is here!"

Walking down quickly, he supported Zhou Mengyuan's arm with both hands, "Donor, it's okay, right?"

Zhou Mengyuan closed his eyes, and forced a smile on his sallow face that was dripping with cold sweat, but he was powerless to reply.

"Amitabha! Fa Cheng, quickly take the donor back to the monastery for first aid. ”

"Fa Cheng obeys!"

As he spoke, he bent down and lifted Zhou Mengyuan on his shoulder...

The big green horse followed.

···· There was no diagnosis, and he didn't use his power to replenish energy, he just called the little apprentice to bring water and rice, and Fa Cheng personally fed Zhou Mengyuan to drink, and he woke up from time to time.

When he opened his tired eyes, he found himself lying on the bed in the meditation room, and in addition to the old monk and a young monk who had stopped him in front of the first step, there was also an old man with a flowing beard, who looked like a fairy god and wore a noble golden silk robe.

This kind of robe, Zhou Mengyuan has seen, only on the eighth day of the fourth month of the fourth month of the Famen Temple once a year, the day of the Buddha's birthday, when all the Zen masters go to the temple, the abbot will put it out.

It seems that he must have met the current abbot. Zhou Mengyuan was proud.

"Donor, you are in good health, but you are overworked and your physical strength is overdrawn. Take a break and you're ready to recover. ”

Zhou Mengyuan struggled to sit up, "Excuse me, is this indeed Daming Temple?"

"That's right. In the entire northwest, there is only one Daming Temple. The current abbot nodded in reply.

"Are you the presiding abbot? ”

"Hehe! The poor monk does preside over the monastery. What's the matter, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Zhou Mengyuan excitedly quickly took off the Daguan abbot relics around his neck, holding it with both hands, "This bone joint is a small unintentional gain, when I first saw it, I was told that more than two hundred years ago, he was the abbot of your temple, and on the way to our country to exchange Buddhism, unfortunately he was seriously ill and passed away." He also told me that he must take him back to Daming Temple to have a look. ”

The current abbot looked at it, and with only this rare and complete relic bone joint, the high cultivation and high virtue of the abbot of Daguan was beyond doubt.

"What a pious benefactor! It's a pity that the immortal spirit of the abbot of Daguan has been defiled and changed, and he is no longer pure. ”

Zhou Mengyuan was anxious when he heard this, "I beg the abbot to resurrect him and restore him to his original qualities." ”

"Amida Buddha!" the current abbot shook his head and said, "It is recorded in the temple documents that during his lifetime, Abbot Daguan was fluent in several Chinese languages, and when he went abroad to teach Buddha, it was like a string of neighbors and relatives, and the cultivation of truth was high, and there was no one before or since. The cultivation of poor monks is limited, and they are really powerless. ”

At this time, the voice of the abbot of Daguan sounded in the ears of the current abbot.

"The world is chaotic, and the human heart is selfish. The death of the poor monk was indeed a victim. The person who harmed me was a bandit on a hill in Qiaoshan, the leader of the bandits, whose surname was Qi, and who had been doing evil for generations. The reasons are complicated, and it cannot be blamed only on the Chinese people, but also related to the frequent military aggression and armed plundering of local bullies and robbers in our country. When I go to China, I will assist this person to do the right thing for heaven, eliminate violence and peace, support justice, and work for the peace of mankind. ”

"Amitabha! Good! How great is the heart of the predecessors! It can be with heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon!"

The current abbot said to himself with emotion, which made Fa Cheng and the little monk suddenly confused.

Zhou Mengyuan was even more confused.

Teng knelt up, hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I beg the abbot to be cautious! The little one is not even a layman, let alone the Buddhist scriptures and Dharma, and he doesn't dare to take on any seniors when he loses his head! This is a torment for the villain!"

The current abbot immediately came back to his senses, stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Hehe! Don't misunderstand. The poor monk is speaking to himself. ”

Zhou Mengyuan wondered, when he first saw the old monk at the bottom of the mountain, he also reacted like this, could it be that he carried some kind of confusion or confusion element on his body?

The management of the Daguan abbot is powerless, and the current abbot still washes the dust for him with the highest and most intense etiquette of Buddhism, and sings praises for him.

The grandeur and grandeur of that scene were enough to make the spirit of the abbot of Daguan in heaven rest in peace.

In front of the main hall, Zhou Mengyuan and the current abbot met an incompetent monk.

Incompetence first Amitabha Buddha met the current abbot and asked Zhou Mengyuan how he had been in the past two days, and the answer was naturally joyful.

However, in the past two days, the magic finger did not give Zhou Mengyuan any information about its existence, and Zhou Mengyuan was very worried.

However, the current abbot knew it perfectly well in his heart. When sending Zhou Mengyuan to the front of the steps down the mountain, he said: "There is a labor donor who treats the abbot's relics well and keeps him at any time, as long as he works hard, his efforts will not be wasted, and his good karma will eventually crystallize and shine." ”

Zhou Mengyuan understood the meaning of the instructions, and his heart was still uneasy.

After saying goodbye, he led the big green horse, and slowly went down the mountain with mixed tastes in his heart.

After all, in this life, you can only come to Vacuum Mountain once.

After all, Daming Temple is a sacred place.

Stepping down the first step that was stopped and interrogated by the old monk Fa Cheng when he went up, Zhou Mengyuan suddenly felt a sense of affection, turned around, and solemnly knelt down in front of the mountain and the Daming Temple on the top of the mountain, and solemnly bowed three farewell salutes.

Just as the third salute was bowed, the moment Zhou Mengyuan's forehead touched the ground, a white hada floated leisurely from the air and rested on his shoulder impartially.

Zhou Mengyuan got up, took off the Hada, and saw that there was no one nearby, although he felt inexplicable, he liked it very much.

The right to make it is a gift from Daming Temple. The right to make a souvenir of a long trip.

"It would be nice if it could be shorter and wider and draped over the body to make a trench coat, which is beautiful and warm. ”

The heart thought like this, and Hada also changed with Zhou Mengyuan's intentions.

Just when Zhou Mengyuan shook lightly and tried to drape on his body, the Hada magic generally gave birth to a tie, which was not long, short, wide or narrow, and was draped on Zhou Mengyuan's body, and the red brocade was like a striking material around the edge, the red and yellow gold wire and the mysterious silk were checked, and with the eye-catching vermilion lines, a few Sanskrit characters were embroidered on the left chest.

If you get this good thing, you will not travel far in vain. Zhou Mengyuan couldn't let go.

But those crooked Sanskrit, Luo Di Xiucai, who used to specialize in Chinese, really didn't understand, and wanted to find someone to ask for advice, but there was nothing nearby.

Such a god-given thing will never be inscribed in clumsy writing.

Strap on and turn over on your horse.

"Daqing, raise your cloud-driven hooves, and let's go home!"

Just when the big green horse neighed, raised its hooves and galloped, and instantly came to the shore of the canyon.

A beautiful rainbow stretched under the hoof.

The rainbow that stretched past, like a multicolored bridge, was flat and solid with no end in sight.

Zhou Mengyuan just felt dazzling and hazy in front of him, and couldn't see clearly whether it was on the ground or in the air, dizzy, and his heartbeat accelerated sharply.

On the rainbow bridge under the warm sun, there was not a trace of wind.

However, Zhou Mengyuan's hairband fell on its own and flew away. The cloak fluttered horizontally, and the sound of dancing was endless.

It's the speed of the big green horse, and it's the wind that gallops!

When Zhou Mengyuan came back to his senses, the hooves of the big green horse had already stepped on the streets of Wolf Ming Town and went to Daming Temple, and he met the beauty not far away.

Touching the scene.

Zhou Mengyuan's eyes appeared in front of the voice and smile of a beautiful woman.

When saying goodbye to the majestic mountain tunnel, the sound of Sisi's affectionate exhortation over and over again echoed in his ears.

"Brother Mengyuan, I'm waiting for you in the town!

And "our custom here is that as long as a man and a woman have hugged, they must get married..."

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