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The carriage slowly drove into Guangling, and Ma Xiuyuan did not return to Dingchan Temple for the first time, but went to Daxiangguo Temple.

When the welcoming monk saw that the visitor was Bai Xiaosheng of Buddhism, he naturally did not dare to slack off, and hurried into the mountain gate to report. The supervisor of Daxiangguo Temple is also familiar, and when he saw Ma Xiuyuan, he hurriedly saluted and asked, "Bai Xiaosheng came here this time, what is the so-called matter?"

"Go to Folin and find someone. ”

The superintendent of the temple looked embarrassed and said: "Are you still haunted by what happened at the beginning? Wasn't it Xiangguo Temple at the beginning, and later the poor monk and the palace guard of the Tianwang Hall were also punished by the presiding abbot, which can be regarded as a reform, and please forgive me." ”

Matthew's eyes darkened, and he said, "Abbot Deqing has passed away." Here are the ashes of Deqing and Delin, but I can't give them to you. ”

The Buddhist bead in the superintendent's hand fell to the ground, and his face turned pale, "You...... You wouldn't lie to the poor monks, would you? You must be the poor monks!

"Three days later, it is the Duanyang Festival, and a few days ago, the abbot also explained that he wants to go to Baoshan to visit you, and by the way, take a look at the Buddhist relics, how can he pass away!" said the little novice who served Deqing with a little excitement. Although Matthew Yuan didn't look like he was joking at all, he really couldn't believe the news.

"The Hanhai Buddha relics, the monks have fallen many times, and the elders who have not been able to return now are all killed by the hands of the Demon Lord. The abbot of Deqing sacrificed himself for others and died with the devil, this is what the little monk saw with his own eyes, and there is no need to speak. ”

The Buddha urn was handed from Miaoshan's hand to the little novice with trembling hands.

Xiao Shami's eyes moistened, and he suddenly remembered that early that morning, the abbot, who used to love tofu milk, only drank some rice soup that morning, and said that he was going to go on a long trip. The novice asked him when he would return, and the calm smile seemed to say goodbye to him now.

Ma Xiuyuan clasped his hands together and bowed, and said: "Please, the master has a last word, do not enter the pagoda of Xiangguo Temple, and please understand, choose one to bury quietly." ”

Shami wiped away tears, and all the monks who heard the news behind him wiped their tears.

Matthew took the eleventh ceremony, slowly walked into Xiangguo Temple, looked at the thousand-year-old temple, sighed, and walked straight towards the Buddha Forest.

Things are people, not everything.

Folin was still the same, and Ma Xiuyuan stepped in and shouted: "Buddhism Baixiaosheng Xiuyuan, come to meet the three monks." ”

The bamboo forest was rustling, and a Buddha light flashed.

Ma Xiuyuan followed this Buddha light and walked slowly. The three Buddha monuments are still the same, and Ma Xiuyuan said slowly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are the three of you?"

"Three days later, Duanyang, we want to open a big array to verify what you said at the beginning. ”

"No need. Matthew looked at his toes and said lightly.

"What? Do you think you're wrong now?"

"Delin is dead. Matthew Yuan sat on the ground, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes, squinted his eyes and said, "Deqing is also dead." The Demon Lord took Delin and died. ”

After Ma Xiuyuan said all this, he was not as happy as he imagined after slaughtering the Demon Lord, and seemed to be a little stunned, "It's all over." ”

"Is that true?"

As soon as the Buddha fire in Ma Xiuyuan's hand came out, the temperature in the Buddha Forest rose sharply.

The three old monks were shocked and said, "Buddha fire?"

"The gold and stone like alder iron and wood are difficult to break, and only the fire of the Buddha can be burned, are you willing to take off the shackles?"

The three elders frowned slightly, and sighed: "This matter is not urgent, can you tell me the details, it will not take more than forty years of hard work." ”

Ma Xiuyuan told the three of them one by one about the events in front of the Bayang Buddha Pillar, and sighed from time to time.

The old monk's tears were vague, "I didn't expect Master and his old man to hide from us for so long." ”

"Master Su Huai is compassionate, maybe he just doesn't want the three of them to have too much damage. Ma Xiuyuan slowly got up and said, the angry lion Buddha fire scorched the alder ironwood, and in a moment, the three shackles were broken.

"Now that the matter is over, it is time for the little monk to go back. Xiangguo Temple can not be left without an owner for a day, and the three of them can come forward to sit in the town, so as not to ****. ”

"Thank you for the reminder. ”

"Amitabha, as for the ashes of the two elders, the little monk has been sent to your temple. Farewell. ”

"Thank you. ”

All grievances are settled here.

Matthew Yuan can be regarded as fulfilling a wish. Now, he just wants to go back to Dingzen Monastery and practice Buddhism well to meet the first life in his life.

The meditation room was full of flowers and trees, and Ma Xiuyuan took the flower pot on the stone bench, poured some water under the young pine tree, and said with a resolute look in his eyes: "You will thrive!"

The one in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion walked out, saw Yousongxia standing and got Ma Xiuyuan, and said slowly: "The Dharma in front of the palace, the monk is crying, I want to come to Su Huai to pass away, right?"

"You know?"

The old man nodded and said, "I promised him that unless he died, he would never tell him about it." I hid in the Scripture Pavilion for forty years, and I also wanted to destroy the Qiyang Demon Lord with him, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was you and him who killed this demon. Early that morning, he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and said that he was dead, and asked me if I could still keep the Great Xiangguo Temple for a long time. ”

"How do you answer?"

The old man who guarded the pavilion sighed and said, "I said that he is dead, I will definitely run away." ”

Ma Xiuyuan asked, "Then where are you going?" If you don't have a place to go, Dingzen Temple welcomes you at any time. ”

"Hehe, as soon as the big tree of Daxiangguo Temple fell, you are so anxious to pull the old man into your Dingzen Temple?"

Matthew smiled and said nothing.

The old man shook his head and said, "I still have to guard here." ”

"Then take your leave. ”

"Wait. ”

Matthew stopped and asked, "What's the matter?" Have you changed your mind?"

"What is the ...... of that broken scripture?"

Matthew glanced at the old man from afar and said slowly: "This is the Buddhist civilization buried in history, and now they want to be reborn and take revenge." ”

Matthew walked away, and the old man still stood still, savoring his words.

The summer sun was in full bloom, and the old man suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, his body trembled, and he hurriedly stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, such a thing was really not something he should consider. What Matthew Yuan said, he just talked nonsense like a little kid, and he just heard it.

Before preparing to return to Dingzen Temple, Matthew went to the palace, and in addition to saying goodbye to Liu and Yu, he also brought back the two major scourges that were left in the palace.

I haven't seen it for half a month, but the little toad has not changed, but the sao bag chicken has gained a lot of weight, and it must be that the big group of birds are serving too well. Today's Jiulong Pool has long been empty. Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, today's Xiling, I'm afraid, ...... Matthew shook his head and sighed again.

When the carriage slowly came out of the palace, the people of Guangling saw a scene they had never seen in their lives.

A flock of birds, which obscured the sky, followed a carriage, like a huge canopy, on top of the carriage.

This group of bird brothers, after being chickens for half a month, saw their chicken boss being taken away by Ma Xiuyuan, and seemed to remember that he could fly, and kept flying out of the palace and following the carriage. If the sao bao chicken in the carriage roared, it was estimated that it would be enough for Matthew to eat a bunch of bird feces.

When Ma Xiuyuan hurried and finally rushed back to Dingchan Temple on the day of the Duanyang Festival, a bunch of black monks, flashing their shiny big bald heads in the early sun, looked at Ma Xiuyuan holding a big rooster, a white toad squatting on his shoulder, and a bunch of miscellaneous birds in the sky, suddenly a little confused.

"Come...... What are you doing here? Do you want to occupy the mountain as the king?" Ma Xiuyuan was a little blinded by this huge formation, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

A monk who came from afar saluted with one hand, and asked with a smile: "Bai Xiaosheng said in person that day, on the day of Duanyang, there were Buddha relics falling on Baoshan, and this is only from afar, is the pile behind you ...... Buddha relics?"

After Ma Xiuyuan put down the sao bao chicken, the white phoenix chicken rushed into the forest, and immediately let the bunch of birds in the sky land straight down and ran into the forest with it.

"This thousand birds are strange and strange, but they are not any Buddha signs, Bai Xiaosheng, what do you say?"

Ma Xiuyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that a large number of elders had been killed in Hanhaiguan, and these people came to him to reason, so he smiled and said: "Everyone, go to the top of the mountain, and the Buddha will naturally appear." ”