After breakfast the next day, Jiang Yixi took flowers, water incense, and two catties of tea to Baoguo Temple in a carriage. This time I was going to see Yuhe, and I was afraid that Shui Ling would leak my mouth, so I brought the fragrance of water.

Baoguo Temple is less than ten miles away from the West City Gate, but the Jiang family is far away from the West City Gate, and it still took an hour and a half.

Baoguo Temple is located at the foot of the West Mountain, is the largest temple of the Jin and Dynasty Dynasty, and is also the temple with the most incense.

As soon as they got out of the carriage and entered the temple, a little monk standing at the door first glanced at the flowers in Jiang Yixi's arms, and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, is it Lord Jiang?" ”

Jiang Yixi replied, "Yes." ”

The little monk is seven or eight years old, with white teeth and red lips, and he is extremely cute. He added, "The poor monk precepts nine." Master sent poor monks to wait for Master Jiang here, please here. ”

On the wagon? Jiang Yi cherishes the slander, and the foolish master is profound in Buddhism, but the name of the law is very ordinary. Li Zhenbao's law name is dieting, and this is another abstinence from alcohol.

They walked along the verandah to the apse, then through the woods and gardens, and around a bamboo grove to a zen temple.

The pink walls of the Zen courtyard are tiled, the flowers are red and willow green, and a bend of the blue stream is worn in and out. Deep and elegant, it is indeed a good place for Qing Xiu.

The little monk asked Shui Xiang to go to a pavilion outside the Zen temple to rest, and the young monk he saw the day before yesterday took the tea box in Shui Xiang's hand, and asked Jiang Yixi, who was holding the flowers, to enter the Zen courtyard.

He also introduced himself, "The poor monk precepts seven." ”

Jiang Yi only understood that the previous little monk was the ninth precept.

Shui Xiang was reluctant to leave her master, Jiang Yixi nodded at her, and she went to the pavilion.

The Zen temple is even quieter.

Jieqi directly invited Jiang Yixi into the side room of the meditation room, and then put the tea box on the kang table.

Master Yu and Master sat on the kang. As soon as Jiang Yixi entered, he stared at Huahua, and Huahua also stared at him.

A monk in his thirties in the house invited Jiang Yixi to sit on a chair, poured her a cup of tea, stepped back, and closed the door again.

There were only two people and a cat left in the house.

Master Yuhe smiled and said, "How fortunate Lao Na is in this life to be able to meet small things. Fate is here, and you can't run away. ”

Huahua was happily held by him, and when he saw that he was kind and kind-eyed, he was indeed like a monk with cultivation, so he was not afraid. He jumped on the kang and climbed onto his lap again, stared at him with wide eyes, and stretched out his paws to touch his white beard.

Master Yuhe laughed loudly, took Huahua into his arms, and said along the hair on its back, "Little things are very pleasing, and I will not often come to visit them in the future." With that, he picked up a piece of grain spot on the table and placed it on its paw.

The small thing belongs to the incense of the pot, and after a few bites, he stretched out his little paw to ask.

Master Fool smiled and gave it another piece.

Jiang Yixi took out the bamboo tube and handed it to the old monk.

"I only have so many, and I brought them all to the master."

The old monk opened the lid and there was no smell. The nose is close to the bamboo tube, and a faint fragrance hits you.

He closed his eyes and sniffed, then opened his eyes and smiled, "Qixiang, it's only in square inches." ”

Look inside, there's only one bottom. sighed, "It's too little, I'll bring some later." ”

Flowey was upset, but it was sad tears. It meowed at the old monk viciously, and then tugged at his white beard.

Master Fool smiled and smoothed its fur again.

Jiang Yixi still didn't believe it, "This water can avoid war and famine?" ”

The old monk said with a smile, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, and the female benefactor will solve her doubts when the time comes." ”

Jiang Yi said again, "May I ask the master, will the Fanwu monk and the Xuandiao come here, and if so, when?" ”

The old monk pinched his fingers and said with a smile, "The female benefactor thinks of Lao Na very much, Lao Na is a god at best, but he is not a god, how can he know everything so clearly." If the time is far away, it will also be miscalculated, just like the fate of a small diet and a small thing. Major events are also an approximate calculation, and only when the time is almost up, can it be calculated accurately. ”

Jiang Yixi was disappointed, "The master promised to tell me at the beginning, you can't just get the fairy water, you won't fulfill your original promise, right?" ”

Huahua is not happy anymore, what about this old bald scoop playing with it? He stretched out his paw and pulled his long beard twice.

Master Yuhe smiled, "Don't worry, Lao Na hasn't finished talking yet." At least for a year, the Panwu monk and the Xuandiao should not set foot in the Central Plains. As for the future, it will be calculated only when the time is approaching. ”

Jiang Yixi fully believed that he was deliberately hanging them, so that they could bring tears again and talk about the next step. Before, Master Yuhe was her idol to worship and worship, and she felt that he was not only profound in mana, but also in a moral character, but now ......

At least an old slippery head.

Huahua didn't think so much, but she was so happy that she could go to the forest to play casually this year.

The old monk was not very happy to see Jiang Yixi, and said with a smile, "The female donor thinks that Lao Na has taken a big advantage?" It's not Lao Na who takes advantage, it's ......" He hehehe, endured the following words, and said, "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the female benefactor and the little thing have saved countless lives, don't suffer from gains and losses, it's worth it." ”

Jiang Yi was right to think about it. No matter what method he uses, it is all to save people, and he and the little things indirectly save people.

Or said, "I am different from the master, the master is a high-ranking monk with the world in mind. And my biggest wish is just to make the life of my loved ones go smoothly, and let the little things that trust me in my heart be safe. ”

The old monk said with a smile, "The two wishes of the female benefactor are not low, and they are the same as Lao Na's wishes." He leaned over and took out five small brass cylinders more than an inch high from the kang cabinet, "These small tubes are taken back by the female benefactor, this thing is well sealed, suitable for holding that kind of water." ”

Even the container for tears was prepared, and so much more.

Jiang Yixi was angry and funny. The little thing is crying for a few years, and the tears can't fit a small tube.

Master Yuhe touched the two bags of tea leaves on the kang table again, "Lao Na doesn't like to owe favors, and after getting so much good tea from the female benefactor, he still has to calculate a hexagram for the female benefactor." ”

Jiang Yi was suddenly interested and looked at him.

Master Yuhe looked at Jiang Yixi's face, pinched his fingers again, and said, "The female benefactor is the life of great fortune and nobility. Fu comes and goes, and the good luck is all because of the four times of 'water'. The female benefactor has already passed three times, and once again, if the danger is saved, the rest of her life will be smooth...... Amitabha. ”

His words made Jiang Yixi's heart rise suddenly. Hurriedly said, "Master, what you said is too general. The concept of water is so big, falling into the water is drowning, drinking water is poisoned, and being slipped by water...... Can you make it clearer, I have a precaution. ”

Master Yuhe looked helpless, "Amitabha, Lao Na is not an immortal, he can only be counted to this step." You have to think about the specific events yourself, if you can't think through it, Lao Na can't do it. ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes with his hands together, and looked like a send-off shelf.

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