The carriage rolled and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Xuanyi picked up the red Buddha beads and looked out the window. Now it is still outside the city, and big trees come from the road. Occasionally, there are three or two people, all of whom are tired.

Shangyuan's joy has not blown here, and the wild suburbs are still a place of depression.

"Xuanyi, do you have something on your mind?" The abbot closed his eyes, as if he had a Buddha in his heart, and wherever he went, it seemed that he was performing a Buddha ceremony.

"Abbot, there is no such thing. Xuanyi turned the red Buddha beads, and his tone was as usual.

"Xuanyi, this is the first time you have been out of Nanling. Are you used to this long journey?" asked the truth.

"I didn't feel unwell, abbot, please rest assured. ”

"That's very good. ”

After this conversation, no one spoke. Even the heroic groom was so absorbed in his journey that he no longer talked.

After about an hour or two, we arrived at the gate of Chang'an.

Near the city gate, there was a lot of people. Many passers-by come and go, some into the city and some out of the city. There are also those who carry flat burdens and shout along the road.

"This is the Shangyuan Festival, everyone is happy, Chang'an, it's lively!"

Xuanyi had never seen so many people, but he was not interested. Listening to the bustling voices, you can also silently recite the long "Heart Sutra".

The carriage entered the city gates, and its journey was no longer smooth. There will always be passers-by who block them, and stop and go from time to time.

The child on the side of the road, looking into the corner of the car window, saw two bald heads in white clothes, sitting together, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh and point. In addition, they will also pull the corners of their parents' clothes, so that adults can also "see and understand".

The carriage passed through an alley, which was cramped and only a few inches wider than the carriage. Outside the window, there is a thick gray wall.

Under the obstruction of the high wall, Xuanyi, who was sitting in the car, felt dim, and for a while, it seemed as if he had returned to the Buddhist hall.

"Two, out of this opening, we came to the Shen Family Restaurant's 'Never Sleep'. Not only the restaurant, but even the entire street belongs to the Shen family. It is one of the most prosperous places in the capital. Whether it is the royal relatives, celebrities, or ordinary people, they all like to come here for a drink. The women of the 'Never Sleeping' are all elegant prostitutes who don't sell their bodies, if you want to have a good time, you have to go to the 'Sigh Red Mansion' next to it!"

After the groom finished speaking, he seemed to remember the identity of the two, and snorted several times, "Look at my memory, you two should not have heard it!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the sound of drums rang out. The light came in again, and the window suddenly opened up.

On one side, there are rows of shops, including pharmacies, cloth shops, small restaurants, and paper shops......

Outside Xuanyi's window, there is a continuous pavilion, with white tiles and red walls and golden pillars, from a distance, it is resplendent and brilliant, and under the illumination of the sun, it reflects a dazzling light.

The windows on each floor are decorated with a golden veil as thin as a cicada's wings. Looking through the veil, several richly dressed men were drinking wine and eating meat.

The buildings are connected by a red corridor. At a glance, you can't even see the head of this building.

There are many girls wearing skirts and draped in big hats, chasing and playing with each other in the corridor, and the laughter is very easy to infect the surroundings, causing passers-by below to frequently look sideways.

That's where drum music comes from.

Where the carriage stopped, a black plaque was embroidered with gold inscriptions, which read, "Never sleeps."

"Ahh

After a few more incense sticks, the surroundings fell silent. The building is starting to be less ostentatious, but more elegant.

"After this Huo Mansion, the two of you will arrive at the Shen family, look, this mansion is really magnificent!"

The mansion in front of me was much larger than Garanji, almost the size of five or six temples. Instrument Yu Xuanang. High walls seem to isolate the inside from the outside world, telling secrets to the dome that only it knows.

"It's here, it's here. Two masters, this is the 'Shen Mansion'!" Mafu pulled the rope and stopped the galloping horse.

Xuan Yi lifted the long curtain, Rong Weizhen got out of the car first, and then he followed.

"Brother Lan Yuan, is this true?"

If you don't hear them, you hear them first. A young girl smiled and walked from behind the carriage. The voice is as elegant as ever, but it is a little more coquettish, and the end of the sentence is slightly raised, and it seems that he is in a good mood.

"Qingjun, I won't lie to you. As soon as the girl's voice fell, a smooth male voice sounded. Between the words, the elegance is like the moon in the clouds, but the words are smiling, which is more beautiful.

The two talked happily and did not pay attention to the carriage in front of the house. They talked as they walked towards the house.

The woman is dressed in green clothes, green silk shirts, and green silk skirts. Outside is draped in a mink coat to keep out the cold.

The men, on the other hand, were black from head to toe, and their clothes were thinner. It seems that it is the age of the rising sun, and just a coat is enough to resist the cold wind.

"Ahh It's the kind of sluggishness that hasn't come back to your senses after being startled.

"Qingjun, what's wrong with you?" The young man on the side saw that the girl stopped walking, and also followed her towards Xuanyi, "Why are there two monks in your house?"

"It's you!" Shen Qingjun only had Xuanyi in her eyes, and at that moment, she forgot about Huo Lanyuan beside her, "Why did you come to Chang'an?"

Xu is girl's voice was a little bit louder, and Huo Lanyuan couldn't help but look at the young monk.

White kudzu cloth monk's robe, soap-colored gold-rimmed robe.

The eyebrows are sparse and the bones are smooth.

If you weren't a monk, you would definitely be a young man!

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a monk.

"Miss Shen, Xuanyi and I were invited by your father to come to Chang'an to pray for the blessings of your Shen family and ask for the blessing of the Bodhisattva!"

Xuan Yi didn't look at Shen Qingjun, but glanced at Huo Lanyuan. The young man was a few years older than him, and he already had solid and broad arms, but his eyebrows and eyes did not resemble his figure, and he was quite delicate. The pupils are light and the eyes are narrow. When I look at people, I will squint my eyes slightly, and I don't know what is going on behind it.

"Abbot, you and Xuanyi, can you stay here for a few days?" Shen Qingjun was not annoyed by Xuanyi's usual indifference, and instead asked about the truth.

"That's nature. "Defend the truth.

"So...... Very good. Shen Qingjun chuckled, a brisk smile.

That day, from beginning to end, Xuanyi didn't look at the woman in Tsing Yi. It's just the red Buddha bead in my hand, I don't know how many times I turned it. He fumbled with the translucent beads, reciting the Buddhist scriptures, but he didn't know which one to read.

After Xuanyi and Bianzhen took care of the side hall, Shen Pingru, the head of the Shen family, came.

"Master of Debate, I've worked hard this time. Shen Pingru was wearing a plain dress, and in the past few years, it seems that there has never changed. It's still like an eagle's eyes, cold muscles and bones. It's just that there are a few more wrinkles on the face, telling the wind, frost, snow and rain.

He looked at the indelible scar on Xuanyi's forehead, sighed, and lowered his voice, "In the past few years, the master has worked hard. ”

"It's fate, how to talk about hard work. ”

Xuan Yi looked at the two people talking in the distance, and cleaned up the courtyard again.

It's night.

Full moon.

Xuanyi and Bianzhen meditated and chanted in the Buddhist shrine of the Shen family.

A small pebble suddenly fell from the window to the ground between the two.