When Xie Wenliang and Xu Nanchan really stood in front of the Xinghua Temple, they realized that they were wrong.

Miss by a mile.

From the foot of the mountain, Xinghua Temple is majestic as a whole, and the temple is actually half embedded in the mountain mark. From a distance, it is the Buddha lying down, but it is not big up closely, only two stone carvings of lions in front of the door, the whole is like a woodcut, and it is a whole.

Pedestrians continue to walk into Xinghua Temple.

There are constantly pedestrians walking out of Xinghua Temple.

There is always the sound of wooden fish, but you can also see a lot of incense. Put a donation box at the door, and the monks have a BMW and are not empty.

Xu Nanchan was just about to walk in, when suddenly a white-clothed monk appeared on the left and held her hand, while he was holding a broom in his other hand.

She wanted to break free, but she glanced at the monk head-on, and the spring breeze in the corner of her eyes was warm.

Xie Wenliang remained motionless in place.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you are very much like a poor monk." The white-clothed monk smiled: "The girl's companion has a fate with my Buddha, of course it's okay, someone will come later." The poor monk wants to talk to you, the Dharma name is dustless. ”

Xu Nanchan snorted coldly: "Say, how many rivals is my father again?" ”

Monk Wuchen touched his head, a little helpless: "You little girl, just follow me." ”

Let go of your hand.

Xu Nanchan ran directly to Xie Wenliang and made a grimace: "Wait for me for a while." ”

She couldn't actually hear it, and she didn't want him to hear it.

Then he walked directly in front of the dustless monk: "Stinky monk, where are you going?" ”

Wuchen was a little confused, is this really why Xi's daughter?

He thought about it, smiled, followed Xu Luoshan, and complained about Xu Luoshan!

The people around couldn't see Wuchen at all, they could only see Xu Nanchan jumping around, like kicking a stone.

The monks passing by did not stop her from walking towards the last Fang Zen Monastery at all.

All things are equal, there are no rules.

There was an apricot tree, as tall as a canopy.

Among them, the yellow-clothed monk walked through the crowd of people who came to worship incense and walked straight to Xie Wenliang at the door.

A finger on the center of the eyebrows.

"Donor, please wake up."

Xie Wenliang suddenly became excited, and hurriedly looked around, but found that there was no shadow of Xu Nanchan. turned around and faced the monk directly, with a murderous expression.

He said, "What about the girl, I know it's your people. ”

The yellow-clothed monk clasped his hands together, and his face was also old, with a compassionate face.

Slowly turned his back and walked to Xinghua Temple: "The poor monk is dusty, and the seventy-eighth generation of Xinghua Temple is presiding." If you want to know if the girl is okay, you can follow the poor monk, but don't look murderous. ”

The incense in the vat in front of the door was burning.

Wisps of green smoke drifted into the air.

See flowers.

Xie Wenliang took a deep breath, removed the wooden sword from his waist, and followed closely with Monk Chen.

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Under the apricot blossom tree, there is a game of chess.

Just two stools.

Xu Nanchan was unceremonious and sat down directly: "Hey, stinky monk, why are you calling me?" ”

The dustless monk just waved the broom, obviously there was no ash, but he cleaned it very seriously.

"Don't you just want to know your father's whereabouts?" Wuchen raised his head and looked at Xu Nanchan: "He came here two months ago, and this game is a game of chess between me and him." ”

Xu Nanchan looked at the chess, the black son Yu San, and the white son Yu Yi.

She propped up her chin: "That stinky monk, you asked me to come because you wanted me to break my father's chess." And then you'll tell me where my father is, right? ”

The apricot blossom tree actually began to lose its leaves.

Then the flowers fall.

As soon as the dustless monk flicked his sleeves, the flowers and leaves stopped in mid-air.

"Yes, I've been thinking about it for two months, and I haven't thought of a way to break the game." Wuchen held an apricot blossom in his hand: "Your father said that someone would break it." ”

In fact, the original words left by Xu Luoshan that day were: "Your skills are not as good as my daughter, and you dared to rob my wife with Lao Tzu at the beginning?" ”

Quite funny.

Xu Nanchan pointed at Wuchen and said directly: "I don't believe it, you and my father must have a bet." ”

Even smiled and bent over.

How can anyone like to play chess with Xu Luoshan?

Los Angeles two uniques: sword and chess.

"Well, I owe your father three jars of apricot blossom wine." Wuchen touched his head: "But if you break the game, I can tell you where your father went, and I can also give you a jar of apricot blossom wine." ”

Wuchen pinned the apricot blossom to his ear like this, but it didn't look charming, but it was quite like a Buddhist King Kong.

A round of gold rings in the back of the head.

Xu Nanchan raised his eyebrows: "The dustless little monk is not authentic, I heard that you give the Wu family an altar every year." It's a little stingy when you get here, right? ”

is worthy of being your daughter of Xu Luoshan!

Wuchen reluctantly stretched out three fingers, looking distressed.

Apricot blossom wine is not easy to obtain, but Xu Nanchan directly opened his hand, revealing five fingers.

The eyes are rolling round, and it is easy to break the game.

"Okay, okay, you're uncle!"

The dustless monk shook his head vigorously on the surface, but there was a little joy in his mind.

The little girl is still shallow after all.

As long as the wine is collected and a few altars are managed, Xinghua Temple and Xu Nanchan will also have cause and effect, that is, the fate of Buddhism.

Sometimes it's wonderful, and it's mostly man-made.

Hearing Wuchen's answer, of course Xu Nanchan was not afraid that he would not give wine, this girl has Xu Luoshan!

Xu Nanchan sat on the stool and watched Xu Luoshan's good chess.

One son fights three sons.

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Lichen took Xie Wenliang directly to the main hall.

This is completely different from what Xie Wenliang thought, I thought that it would worship the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, or the Dharma Protector King Kong, Xiangmen Rui Beast and the like. I never thought that there was a dead tree enshrined in the middle.

Completely withered.

Lichen didn't say anything, lit three sticks of incense, and inserted them in the altar of worship in the main hall.

The main hall usually only the monks knock on the wooden fish here in the morning, and the monks are chanting in their rooms on weekdays, so naturally there are only the two of them.

Xie Wenliang spoke first: "I don't know what the master brought me to do?" ”

"Thirty years ago, there was a young Taoist named Shenhui who picked a Bodhi here and stood in the Eight Realms." Lichen smiled: "Maybe I think you can also stand in the Eight Realms, donor." ”

The incense of the three cigarettes gathered together, and instead of drifting away, they were absorbed by the dead tree.

Lichen clasped his hands together, and then said, "But unfortunately, the donor seems to be learning kendo." ”

"Hmm." Xie Wenliang was a little vigilant: "The master has good eyesight. ”

Lichen looked at him a little nervously: "If I want to kill the donor, it is estimated that it will only be between one move." So don't worry, you have a relationship with my Buddha. ”

In fact, I was about to scold my mother in my heart, Xu Nanchan walked with you, not only because he had a relationship with my Buddha, but also walked side by side with my Buddha!

Buddha and sword, there were two people nineteen years ago.

The sword is called Xu Luoshan.

Xie Wenliang breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know what the master wants to say?" ”

"In the past, Shenhui left a confession, and no one in my Buddhism can do it, and today I hope that the donor can confess it." Lichen lowered his head and looked a little sincere: "I feel the breath of divine wisdom on the donor, and I hope the donor can do it." ”

If the former sentence is an invitation, then the latter sentence is a threat.

Lichen knew that the Bodhi was on Xie Wenliang, but he didn't dare to really make a move.

His eyes had a green lotus open, and the moment he looked at the boy, it was through the bones.

Lichen saw the sword aura of the entire sky, like the sea.

Feeling something, the sword qi was surging instantly, and he hurriedly retracted his gaze and found that Xie Wenliang was not affected at all.

It seems that this piece of sky is not known yet.

After calming down, he said: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in the first place, and there was dust everywhere. ”

"This is the confession left by Shenhui back then, it is very ethereal." Lichen is very impressed.

Even after thirty years, he still remembers that day.

A young man, a word, a tree withered.

Maybe Shenhui shouldn't learn the Tao, and he will be exempted from guarding the sword behind.

Xie Wenliang was already very shocked, and this edict was completely in line with the atmosphere of the four major Buddhist sects.

Even empty, empty, empty, empty!

For a while, Lichen stopped talking, and Xie Wenliang was silent.

In the main hall, only cigarettes burn slowly.

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The cigarette burned half of it.

Xu Nanchan suddenly raised his head and smiled at Wuchen: "But that's it." ”

She directly picked up the white son and ate the main general of the black son.

Xu Luoshan is talking about breaking the game, not winning or losing.

Almost at the same time.

Xie Wenliang bowed to the dead tree, then straightened up and shouted: "The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a spiritual mirror." Always wipe frequently, do not let the dust be contaminated. ”

In an instant, the dead tree sprouts!

Lichen was directly stunned in place, even though he had been knocking on the wooden fish for decades, he still couldn't hide his excited look.

It turns out that the Tao of Shenhui is false, and the Tao of Xie Wenliang is real.

You are destined to become an immortal in the sky, and I will only be a sword bearer on earth.

Xie Wenliang suddenly felt that Lingfu was hot, and fainted on the spot.

And Lichen laughed wantonly, shedding tears.

For 30 years, the disciples of Buddhism have been arguing about how to surpass the emptiness of divine wisdom, but they have forgotten the reality.

It is precisely because of the way of nothingness of divine wisdom that Bodhi withered.

Today it sprouted because of Xie Wenliang's confession!

Xu Nanchan smiled: "Dustless monk, quickly get the wine." ”

I see, but that's it.

Wuchen scratched his head, as if complaining: "Only my daughter understands her father, but the intimate little padded jacket is not!" ”

Xu Nanchan also caught an apricot blossom floating in the air, looking proud.

Wuchen also smiled, of course he also knew that the Bodhi in the main hall was open again.

Sword and Buddha, nineteen years ago, why did the Buddha live in the stream!

It's like the story is re-enacted, and it's really interesting.

Wuchen glanced at Xu Nanchan again, and she really looked like her.

"Well, monk, I'll get the wine!"