The morning breeze of Guiyuan Temple gently blew on Yi Tianxing's face, and he gradually woke up from the contemplation he had started last night.

It's like a dream, and I really wake up.

He looked at a hut on the other side of the lake not far away, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart: Was it a dream of Nan Ke last night, or did he really recognize an old ancestor? He touched the second index finger of his left hand lightly, and formed a Buddha's heart mudra, and the heart sutra was slowly transported, and his brain and consciousness tried to probe to the hut.

There was a soft buzz.

The pale green sè demon vajra circle outside the hut showed its shape at a very fast speed when Yi Tianxing's divine consciousness touched it, and then it disappeared again, and it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

However, Yi Tianxing Zhihai was hit like a hammer, and his chest was bored for a while, and he was almost injured.

He sighed, didn't dare to try again, so he waited for the newly recognized master to speak. I don't know how long I have been waiting, but the hut has been extremely quiet, and the old ancestor and new master, who seemed a little noisy last night, are quiet like a mute at this time.

Yi Tianxing waited for a long time, and finally gave up, knowing that the master didn't want to pay attention to himself.

But in this way, he had a very strange idea.

"Did I really just have a dream last night?" he sat alone by the lake, and the man in the hut couldn't get out, and he couldn't get in...... Even if you recognize a master, isn't it the same as not having a master?

Yi Tianxing often sees in some of the writings of contemporary scientists: when we cannot observe and cannot affect all our behaviors, it is the world that we do not need to understand, and for the observer, these worlds do not exist......

What about the one who looks like the one in the hut? Although I know that he is very strong, and I vaguely realize that he has no ill will towards him, but if he has not been able to reach him, it will not be the same as last night...... Is it really like a dream?

Yi Tianxing stood up in a trance.

But I felt that something had changed differently from before last night.

This change was more fully manifested after Master Bin Ku quietly stood beside him, and he returned to the unfettered mentality he had when he first arrived in the provincial capital, and the shadow of the auspicious heaven, the burden of Buddhism, seemed to be less important at this moment. After all, he heard someone tell him with his own ears: There are really immortals in this world......

Since this student from the county town knows that there are immortals in the world, how can he be afraid of these mortals, even if they are mortal cultivators? This is like a young person who is always afraid of demerits and teachers when he is studying in school, but once he understands that there are crimes in this world, there are squid fires, and so on...... It's far bigger than demerits and teachers, and who cares about some of their troubles at school?

"Should I call Brother Yi's benefactor or a layman?"

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly and said, "It's the same for everything." ”

Master Bin Ku smiled slightly and said, "The layman is indeed destined. ”

Yi Tianxing suddenly had the idea of making fun of the old monk: "The messenger is the rule of Buddhism for thousands of years?"

"Exactly. ”

"All this is Buddha's fate, right?"

"Exactly. ”

"Then old monk, why do you have to cāo heart I don't agree? Buddha has thousands of methods, if it is really my blessing, even if I don't agree to you at this time, after all, I will take refuge in the Great Dao. ”

Bin was stunned for a moment and said, "The layman is reasonable. ”

"The porridge in Guiyuan Temple is too light, bring me two bowls of the kind of somen noodles that you and Ye Xiang eat every day, and they didn't eat very well in the detention center yesterday. Yi Tianxing said as he lifted his hands and walked towards the meditation room, leaving behind Master Binku, the presiding officer of Guiyuan Temple, who was stunned.

Yi Tianxing ate two large bowls of somen noodles in the meditation room, and then looked at Ye Xiangsheng who was standing beside him, and suddenly smiled: "Senior Brother Ye Xiang, the big mudra you played last night is shining, when will you have time to teach me two hands?"

Ye Xiangsheng should have been instructed by Master Bin Ku, and he no longer had a verbal dispute with this distinguished guest of the Buddhist sect, and said with a faint smile: "This is naturally no problem, Yi Jushi is already familiar with the convenient method of my temple, and the big mudra is just a way for external use, I will copy a few formulas for you later." ”

Yi Tianxing was astonished: "Senior Brother Ye Xiang really has a bit of a monk's demeanor now, which is much more pleasing to the eye than when he wore a white robe." ”

Ye Xiangsheng prayed to the Buddha repeatedly, with no expression on his face, but in his heart, he was annoyed by the young man in front of him, and he didn't know why the master looked at him so differently.

Master Bin Ku smiled on the side and said: "Yi Jushi these rìzi live in the temple, in the afternoon, I will call the guest monk to inform the auspicious celestials, and after more than a month, after the people of the North Dharma Gate South Lingyin Meiling Cottage come to Qi, the monk can receive the Dharma Protector card." ”

"Sounds complicated. Yi Tianxing scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Let's not talk about those, what kind of rank is this protector?"

Master Bin Ku smiled and replied: "The protector of the mountain gate is just speaking to the people in the party. ”

"Is it just that the scripture preacher said it in a different way?, then what will be the treatment of this mountain gate protector in the future?" Yi Tianxing became interested.

Bin shook his head bitterly and said with a wry smile: "Cultivating the Fa is the Great Dao, and foreign things do not linger. ”

Yi Tianxing said with a smile: "I know that your old monk used the Dharma Protector brand to bluff outsiders, and it is estimated that the Buddha Sect has not said this for many years." That's it......" He pursed his lips and said, "In the future, when I come to your Guiyuan Temple to fast, you can't use this vegetarian face to deal with me again." ”

Although Bin Ku has a lot of worldly wisdom, after all, he has lived in an ancient temple for a long time, and he is not good at these bickering things, thinking that he is telling the truth, he can't help but wonder: "Isn't this somen noodle taste bad?"

Yi Tianxing smiled and said: "It tastes good, I can also get used to eating this vegetarian soybean oil, but a big soup bowl of silver noodles, if you can sprinkle a few green onions, wouldn't it be more beautiful?"

He just said it casually, but unexpectedly, Master Bin Ku showed embarrassment.

"It's not about dog meat. Yi Tianxing was confused by his expression, and asked sullenly: "How many green onions are so difficult for a monk like you?"

Ye Xiangseng, who had been standing quietly beside him, finally couldn't see the look of this poor boy, and responded in a rough voice with a black face: "The disciple of the Buddha Sect is not a ......."

Yi Tianxing was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, he read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, but he forgot about this matter, and couldn't help but pat his head and apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't eat onions and garlic." ”

Yi Tianxing is not a fool, he is not an ED patient, and he is not a martyrdom fanatic, so he loves beautiful women, likes AV, loves Lei Lei, is as greedy as his red bird son, and loves the flowery world he lives in - so it is impossible to make him a great monk for the rest of his life.

He stilted Erlang's legs, lying on the bamboo chair in the Zen courtyard, taking two sips of warm tea, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, looking at it seemed to be very leisurely, but his brain was faster than the wheels of the car on the road outside Guiyuan Temple, after all, in the provincial university hospital, there was still a broken leg Xiao Xiao, and Yuan Ye was only afraid that he was also in a hurry, not to mention that he hadn't called his dear Lei Lei for a long time.

"How do you get out of this situation?" he closed his eyes slightly, feeling the gentleness and softness of the morning light, "If I want to live a normal life, then I definitely can't do anything with Ji Xiangtian, even if according to Master's words, even if I can't win with my perverted physique, there is no danger of my life, but if I am entangled with the other party, this ordinary person's life is over." Not to mention...... What if I am imprisoned by the people of Jixiangtian? Just like Master, a perverted old monster......"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and was locked up for 500 years. Even if he can endure it for five hundred years, after five hundred years, Lei Lei's wife will have already become a skeleton, a pink skeleton, maybe it is no different in the eyes of the peerless monk, but he doesn't have that kind of insight.

Since there is no way out with Ji Xiangtian, he has no choice but to negotiate, just like negotiating on the underworld in a provincial city. Yi Tianxing raised his eyes slightly, recalling the godfather he had seen, thinking about how Master Mario arranged the negotiations of those gangsters in the United States, and finally came to a conclusion, the so-called negotiation is to first remove the righteous name of the other party, and then the two sides fight for the younger brother.

In this way, first of all, it is necessary to make the people of Jixiangtian not think that they are monsters, and secondly, to make their background hard enough, so that there is the possibility of negotiation.

And to achieve these two goals, there is one best way in front of us, that is, with the help of the name of Guiyuan Temple, put on a Buddhist protector's clothes, and then pose for millions of monks across the country to pretend to be a little brother, forcing the principal of Jixiangtian to talk to him.

Of course, since he has the shameless idea of dumping Guiyuan Temple afterwards, he can't let these monks exert too much effort, otherwise he will feel that he has a problem with his character.

"I can't let the monk help me fight, so how can I talk about it?" Yi Tianxing was used to raising his eyes again, and at this time, the sun hit his eyes, and through his eyelashes he made a different kind of halo, and his brain gave birth to a memory out of nowhere, which seemed to rise spontaneously, and he was a little surprised to find that he knew that the master in the hut had been locked up for five hundred years after losing a bet with a certain aunt...... Bet?

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the hut, which was more quiet and vague than at night.