Fang Xirou snorted coldly, "Don't come to this set, the grievances between you and me are not over yet." ”

Now that Buddhism has not yet arrived, it has not yet reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, Xiahou Chun smiled in his heart, a pursuit of unrestrained, free and easy; A self-proclaimed 'compassion', one yin and one yang, naturally less than a pot.

In the future, if this little monk breaks with him, in addition to 'Liandao and punishing the Buddha', he may also be able to borrow the help of the Demon Gate.

But these are just precautions, let's work together to fight against Xuanzong now.

Fang Xirou didn't want to say more, and the little monk didn't dwell on it, and after joining hands with Weng Boying and others, he smiled and invited: "Recently, I heard that the donor came to the temple, and it is really affectionate with my Buddha." ”

Gasping his palms and thanking him, Xiahou Chun walked side by side, and said with a smile as he walked: "Master Cicada is highly respected, Xiahou has been famous for a long time, but the current situation is complicated, and it is difficult to get out of visiting."

Today seems to be a chance encounter, but because of hesitation, it is difficult to get rid of the heart barrier, so come to the treasure temple to seek the law, I think it must be the Buddha's guidance. ”

Knowing the cicada's eyebrows and clear eyes, smiling and smiling, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, how can he not know the meaning of the prince's words, he led Xiahou Chun and others to turn a few corners, pass through the arch of the yellow wall, and enter the bustling apse.

Before leaving, he did not forget to thank Zhang Sixi, and said softly: "Zhang Xiao donor, let's go, these donors will be greeted by the little monk." ”

The little helper greeted the big nobles, even if he was reluctant in every way, but he was helpless, knowing that these nobles were not something he could entertain.

But after seeing the demeanor of these nobles, he realized that the trip was worthwhile, and after sighing happily, he wanted to bow down and leave.

Xiahou Chun shouted to him and said with a smile: "It's hard work, you can't do it in vain, reward!" ”

Liu Wenzhen made a compliment in his mouth, and took out two salty dragon coins, which were regarded as guide fees, which made Zhang Sixi smile and thank him again and again.

However, Xiahou Chun and the others didn't know that after this 'little helper' left Changguo Temple, he found a remote alley, handed a message to a colleague, whispered for a while, and then left quickly.

Repeatedly, they are either peddlers and pawns, or singers, or restaurant guys, or even dignitaries, as if what they sell is 'news'.

After finishing all this, Zhang Sixi, the little helper, went straight to a garrison camp in the city.

In Changguo Temple, after Xiaofuren left, the cicada praised it, and then replied leisurely:

"Your Highness's confusion in your heart is nothing more than the family and the country, and the people, this is the same way as my Buddha's path, according to your words, it is not an exaggeration to say 'like-minded'."

Behind them, Weng Boying and Zhuge Dan subconsciously raised their heads and stared at the two in front of them, their eyes a little complicated.

I thought that the prince's visit to Changguo Temple was just a pleasure, but I didn't expect that there was also the meaning of 'connecting the west and resisting the east', but he was not afraid of the big bullying of the Buddhist store, or it was easy to invite God to send God?

Except for Liu Wenzhen, a loyal dog, the rest of the people were surprised and hesitated, but Fang Xirou looked at Xiahou Chun with admiration, her eyes flashed, and it was deep and difficult to understand.

Her eyes fell on Xiahou Chun, and she secretly wondered, is this guy a poor donkey and wants to fight to the death, or does he have a plan in his heart and have the intention of borrowing strength to fight?

Xiahou Chun naturally didn't know what others thought, and coming to Changguo Temple was not a temporary intention, in fact, he had already planned, after all, Dajing and Daomen competed, and there must be an injury in the battle between the two powers, rather than being kicked out by Xuanzong, it was better to take the initiative to attack, and join forces to resist Daomen.

As he said to Wei Boyu in the prison of the Criminal Department, Dajing's goal has always been only 'Xuanzong', not the entire Daomen, as for the Buddha's voice to spread eastward and even the prosperity of Lingzong, they have to stand aside, and they have no time to deal with these for the time being.

One Lang is affectionate, and the other sister is intentional, it can be regarded as an instant hit, and a preliminary consensus was reached, but this matter is important after all, and the two are only nodding friends, so they will not be heart-to-heart for the time being.

Of course, Xiahou Chun also knows that deep-level cooperation also requires equal strength between the two sides, even if he has the Demon Gate Little Saintess Town, and there is a thousand cavalry battalions stationed in addition to Shenluo, but it is still not enough, and now he is not qualified to join forces with the entire Buddhist Sect.

Therefore, the two tacitly did not take the initiative to mention the matter.

As soon as I entered the apse, a noise broke into my ears, but I saw that on the tree-lined road, there were all clothes and long sleeves, or some people wore sleeves to appreciate the paintings, and they saw it with relish.

Or pick and choose on the small seal carving stall, and see that the stall owner's face is green; There are also guests who enjoy the words in their sleeves, and they are surprised, but they don't buy it.

After jumping over two or three stalls, a hollow snow jade plate dragon seal fell into Xiahou Chun's eyes, picked it up and took a look, and the bottom was engraved with the word 'Shen Yi' Zhu Wen.

There is also a 'mountain wood' carved under the hollow dragon face, which is as big as a mosquito and fly, and it is difficult to detect if it is not carefully observed.

The word "Shen Yi" is beautiful and elegant, and the style is charming and fresh, which is unique.

Zhicicada's eyes showed approval, and he smiled at Xiahou Chun:

"This seal comes from the hand of a foreign scholar, the surname is not known to the little monk, but the carved seal text is more grotesque, there is no lack of mountain gods, water monsters, in the small monk to see the seal of the person, this person should be the best."

Xiahou Chun commented: "Zhu Wen's method is sparse, simple and vigorous, and he claims to be a family. ”

Then he turned his head to everyone and said with a smile: "Do you know this master?" ”

With a snort, Weng Boying held up his feather fan, and said leisurely: "An Chengshou, the word Shanqiao, a native of Gusu, was raised in the seventeenth year of Tianhong, and was first awarded Beichuan to patrol, but it was too far away, so he resigned and traveled away.

A few years ago, he was proud to travel in the eastern capital, and he traveled to temples and temples, bookstores and teahouses, and took calligraphy and painting as his business, and repaired engraving, which was a good material, but unfortunately he went more and more deviated, and he had a good deck of cards, and he played poorly. ”

"Whom, whom." A shout rang out.

Xiahou Chun and the others looked at it in amazement, only to see an unkempt fifty-year-old man under the small stall bookstore, with a scruffy beard and a rotten jacket, like a beggar.

I saw him step forward quickly, snatched the 'Divine Edict' seal from Xiahou Chun's hand, rubbed it gently, blew it again, and squinted at the smiling cicada:

"Little monk, where did this little gentleman come from, spreading wild on your territory, and you don't care?"

Weng Boying, who was caught by someone, closed the fan with a snort, and glared: "Who are you talking about?" ”

The stall owner glanced up and down at Weng Boying, flicked his nose, squinted and asked, "Which onion are you?" ”

"Hmph, the little master is too Kang Weng Boying!" Weng Boying propped up his fan, like a proud little peacock, and raised his chin.

The stall owner cut a snort, waved his hand impatiently and said: "Weng family boys, everyone loves to play tricks, while playing, Lao Tzu has no time to take care of you." ”

Xiahou Chun quietly approached Fang Xirou and secretly asked, "This senior, how is your cultivation?" ”

Fang Xirou pursed her mouth, muttered a sigh, and replied: "I can't see it."

Can't see it? That's unfathomable.

Xiahou Chun looked at Weng Boying, "Who is this senior?" ”