Mu Jiu took the little herring fish to the back mountain, the door of the back mountain was closed, Mu Jiu didn't knock, and directly stepped on the stone next to him and climbed over the wall.

Seeing that his young lady was familiar with the way, Xiao Qingyu was slightly surprised, but she quickly followed over the wall.

The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and there are dragons.

This Nanshan Temple is very small, compared to the nine hundred and eighty-one incense tripods of Xiangguo Temple, it is really small and pitiful.

But there is a master in this temple, Master Yuan is a monk who has attained the Tao, he is 90 years old this year, the Dharma is profound, compassionate to all sentient beings, knows the way to come, and breaks off the rebirth, that is, the current queen mother and queen have come to listen to the master talk about Zen.

Master Yuan is very approachable, looking at him is like seeing the real Buddha in the world, very respected, but Master Yuan also likes to travel, not often in the temple, many people come to find no one, in the words of Master Yuan, everything depends on fate.

If there is fate, you may meet everywhere, if you don't, you will kneel three feet on the ground and see your true face.

Mu Jiu turned over the courtyard and his eyes flashed by a light head, the little monk raised his head when he heard the movement, a delicate and handsome face was revealed, and when he saw Mu Jiu, his hands were folded: "Amitabha, Mu Shizhu, don't come unharmed?" ”

The little monk's name is Mingguang, and he is a disciple of Master Liyuan, and Mu Jiu has been to the temple a few times, and he also recognizes it.

Mu Jiu looked at the bright light in front of him, he was only a teenager, his body was like a cultivated bamboo, the breeze and the moon were bright, especially his appearance, even if he was bald, he was very handsome, if he changed into a brocade dress, he would definitely be a graceful young man, but he couldn't think of being a monk.

The corners of Mu Jiu's lips hooked slightly, and he strode over: "I am naturally fine, but after a while, Master Mingguang is a lot more handsome, how many little girls do you have to charm if you want to go down the mountain to turn your fate?" “

Mingguang looked at Mu Jiu, his black eyes were clear and clean, revealing the transparency of the Dharma: "Master Mu Shi said with a smile, you are here to see Master, he is already waiting for you." ”

Master Yuan's Taoism is very good, and it is not strange to be able to calculate that Mu Jiu is coming, but it is Mingguang's reaction that makes Mu Jiu feel bored.

You have to remember that when she teased Mingguang a few years ago, he would still run away with his bald head covered and ashamed, but now he doesn't react at all, it's not fun at all.

Of course, the main thing is that Mingguang has seen that Mu Jiu is just saying a few words, but he has never made any out-of-the-ordinary actions, even those eyes are clean and cool, he has seen through it, what is there to be shy about?

Mu Jiu raised his hand: "I'll go find the master, you take the girl behind you to play for a while." ”

Mingguang looked at the herring fish and bowed slightly: "Little donor, please come with the poor monk." ”

Mu Jiu was familiar with the way to touch the meditation room of Master Yuan, the meditation room is three-in-one, the empty side is facing the valley, there is a thousand-year-old Bodhi tree on the cliff, there is a stone slab under the Bodhi tree, and an old monk with silver eyebrows is sitting on it.

Mu Jiu walked in slowly, and Master Liyuan opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes seemed to see all the vicissitudes of life and the reincarnation of sentient beings, containing the power of vigorous Buddhism and compassion for sentient beings.

He smiled slightly: "Amitabha! ”

Mu Jiu folded his hands and bent over: "Master Yuan." ”

Master Yuan's gaze fell on Mu Jiu's eyebrows: "There is a cloud on the eyebrows of Master Mu Shi, have you done anything that damages your merits recently?" ”

Moving the dragon vein of a country, isn't it a loss of merit? However, there is no blood for the time being, so it is not serious.

Mu Jiu sighed lightly: "Old monk, don't say this as soon as you meet." ”

Everyone just knows what to do.

Saying that, he walked over and sat down cross-legged next to Master Yuan: "Where have you been wandering in the past few months?" Did you bring me some souvenirs or something? ”

In the whole world, only Mu Jiu dared to ask Master Yuan for souvenirs.

"Haha." Master Liyuan smiled loudly, took out a piece of charcoal from the wooden bowl next to him and handed it to Mu Jiu: "This was picked up by accident on the road, and it was useless for the old man to hold it, but I thought that Master Mu Shi might like it, so I brought it back, you see." ”

Mu Jiu glanced at him and was speechless: "I said that you are also a generation master, and giving me a gift is actually a lump of carbon?" ”

Master Liyuan didn't laugh at Mu Jiu's ignorance, and explained: "This is the heart of the thousand-year-old Yin Thunder Wood, the last piece left after being split and burned by the thunder fire, the Yin Thunder Wood belongs to the Yin, after being quenched by the thunder and lightning, it is cool but not cold, polished into wooden beads and wooden cards to wear, which can calm the mind and calm the soul." ”

Mu Jiu knew that this was found by chance, and it was obviously found specifically for her.

took the wood, took out the knife he carried and scraped it, it was obviously burned into charcoal, but it was still extremely hard, Mu Jiu scraped hard several times before he saw a little wood color, the brown color was close to inky black, and he didn't pay attention to it and thought that it was burned like the outer layer.

Mu Jiu put away the wood, took out a string of hand beads from his purse and handed it over, the Buddha beads were polished by the thousand-eyed Bodhi, a total of nineteen, every moment was the size of a thumb, but this is not just a hand bead, each hand bead has a life-saving pill, the master of the edge travels all over the world, and likes to be relaxed, he can't bring anything else, the Buddha beads are more convenient to carry.

Of course, Mu Jiu prepared medicine for him many times, most of which were not used by him, but used to save people.