Xuan Yi stood under the morning sun, facing Huo Lanyuan's gaze, not afraid, and did not move. The gold rim of his robe, the glimmer of light that came out, died and shattered into butterfly wings. The infinite clarity in the eyebrows does not show the slightest hint of emptiness.

Huo Lanyuan's back was facing the big sun, his face was buried in the shadows, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he only knew that his eyes narrowed by three points, as if he was probing the enemy. But the monk's eyes in front of him were cold, only alienated and ruthless, as if he was doing more.

"Two masters, I'm really sorry. Qingjun's younger sister grew up under the doting of Uncle Shen since she was a child, and she is inevitably a little pampered and uninhibited, and she has always been used to being casual. If she disturbs the two masters, I will compensate her for nothing. Huo Lanyuan looked at Xuan Yi, and suddenly laughed softly, the voice was warm, not arrogant and obedient, and it didn't seem to be hostile.

It's just that in his words, he drew a clear line between several people. It is clear who is an outsider and who is an insider.

Xuan Yi lowered his eyes and smiled, he said, "No need. Then he straightened his robe and passed away with Huo Lanyuan.

Huo Lanyuan looked at the back of the monk, still squinting and smiling, until he couldn't see the figure of Xuanyi. He took off his black robe, wrapped it around Shen Qingjun's body, touched the girl's cold red cheeks, and picked her up.

"Mom Zhang, I'll take her back to the room, you go to boil the pot of hot water first, and then wake her up and take a hot bath. It's not good to get a cold after freezing all night. Huo Lanyuan was afraid that the girl was still cold, so he tried his best to keep her head close to her chest, her arms strong, and her steps gentle. When walking, the girl was not disturbed to sleep.

Zhang's mother hurriedly said yes, and helped Shen Qingjun tuck the corners of her clothes, "I'll cook some more ginger soup, young master, it's cool today, for the sake of safety, you can also drink some." ”

"Okay," Huo Lanyuan whispered, his voice was low, he looked at Shen Qingjun's face, thought for a while, and finally said, "That's the end of today's matter, Mother Zhang, don't mention it again." ”

Mother Zhang is old and sophisticated, she never understood what the young master of the Huo family asked her not to mention, but she still nodded, "Young master, don't worry." ”

Xuan Yi strode forward, and inadvertently, he was already in front of the abbot of the truth.

Bianzhen looked at Xuanyi and didn't make a sound to remind him.

The two of them walked one after the other for a while, and then Bianzhen suddenly asked, "Xuanyi, do you know how old the girl of the Shen family is?" I remember that she is slightly older than you. ”

Xuan paused for a moment, and knew that he was disrespectful to the debate, so he stopped and waited for the abbot to go first, "After this year, there will be fifteen." ”

"It's really fast," Bianzhen sighed, "In a few years, Miss Shen will also get married! I think the quality and appearance of the son of the Huo family are not ordinary." The eyebrows and eyes reveal firmness, and it must be the dragon and phoenix among people. If the two are married, then ......"

Before the abbot finished speaking, Xuan Yi took the lead in saying a few words, "That's excellent." ”

Bianzhen was silent for a moment, and then said: "You have never been out of Nanling since you were a child, and you have come to Chang'an this time, what do you think of Chang'an?"

"The disciple has not looked at it carefully, and he has not commented on it, but he only knows that it is not as pure as Nanling. ”

"Pure or impure, which one do you prefer?" Bianzhen responded to Xuanyi's answer and continued to ask.

"It makes no difference to a disciple whether they are pure or not. As long as you have a Buddha in your heart, you will practice everywhere. ”

"Exactly." Xuanyi, you have Huigen. As long as you concentrate on cultivating Buddhism, maintain your original intention, and add a little bit of enlightenment, you can eventually achieve positive results. Xuanyi, you are the child chosen by the Buddha. ”

“...... Disciple remember. Xuan Yi held the hand of the red Buddha beads and tightened it, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to smile.

One meal a day, no lunch. This is the rule of the monks of Garan Monastery.

Xuanyi and Bianzhen had eaten fasting and were returning to the side room. On the side of the lotus pond, Bianzhen was called away by a small slave, saying that it was Shen Pingru, the eldest master of Shen, who had something to discuss with him.

Bianzhen followed the little servant to the other direction, leaving Xuan alone to return to the side room.

Xuanyi can't be idle, usually in this situation, he is either meditating or cleaning the temple. He looked at the courtyard that had been cleaned by his subordinates, then pushed the door open and meditated in the direction of the south.

In a hurry, the rustle of irregular footsteps approached. It shows the impetuousness and detachment of the people who come.

When he got closer to the door, the footsteps slowed down, and a female voice sounded, her voice was elegant, but the adjustable child had its own coquettishness, "Fortunately, you haven't left yet." ”

Xuanyi silently recited the Buddhist scriptures and ignored them.

Shen Qingjun was holding a food box in both hands, she walked up to Xuan Yi and put down the reddish-brown food box, "I learned to make pastries from my mother, and I forgot to bring them to you to taste yesterday." This is a plum blossom cake, sweet but not greasy, soft and glutinous. Can you taste it?"

The only answer she was the sound of chanting.

Shen Qingjun was not annoyed, she patted another futon, and knelt down in the same way, "I put the food box here, you must eat it!"

After a few incense sticks, Xuanyi maintained the same posture, closed his eyes, closed his palms, and chanted.

But beside him, Shen Qingjun was always twisting around, touching his sore neck and rubbing his cramped calves. The body that was a little cold, and from time to time he sneezed and sniffled.

"You say, why do you have to be a monk? You can't eat meat, you can't drink alcohol, you can't ...... You can only chant and chant and chant every day, so what's the fun of such a day?"

Shen Qingjun didn't seem to be waiting for him to answer, he just wanted to express his emotions, sentence after sentence, "I've heard you recite so many scriptures, and I can recite a few paragraphs." It is rare for me, a mind who has been scolded by Mr. Teach, to be able to do this. But I didn't hear it and never had fun with the scriptures. Xuanyi, what are you pursuing?"

After the girl in Tsing Yi finished saying this long paragraph, she was silent for a while, she opened her eyes, turned her face slightly, looked at Xuanyi's side face, and saw that he was not angry, and boldly continued: "Is the Buddha so good? Is it even better than me to you? Can you occasionally give me a little bit of the thoughts that are assigned to the Buddha?"

There was a long silence.

Xuanyi finally stopped chanting.

From Shen Qingjun's direction, it could be seen that he opened his eyes, but he didn't turn his head to look at her, his gaze fell on something in the air.

Xuanyi sighed, this was the first time he couldn't read the scriptures, he stopped turning his hand on the red Buddha beads, frowned, just a moment, he said, "Miss, you don't want to disturb my practice." ”

"Ha," Shen Qingjun said with a smile, "If you don't have me in your heart, how can I be bad for your cultivation?" Xuanyi, you have me in your heart, but it's not as important as the Buddha, isn't it?"

She insisted on a conclusion, so she repeated it several times, "Isn't it?"

Xuan Yi couldn't help it, and only replied, "No." His eyes drooped.

"I don't believe it!" the girl's voice was cheerful, full of vitality again, she pointed to the small Buddha statue in front of her, "I don't believe that I can't compare to it in my life, Xuanyi, one day, I will make you feel that I am more important than your Buddha." All Buddhist practices must stand aside. ”