"Amitabha!"

The old monk with his robe and his eyebrows and beard turned white folded his hands and pronounced the Buddha's name. His back was slightly bent, his mouth pursed, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was strict and strict with himself.

He Xiaoqiao found that his shiny old eyes were secretly staring at the sizzling fish and shrimp in the oil pot, with a conspicuous red rosacea on his face, and his nose kept fanning, obviously smelling the fragrance in the wind.

Behind him was a small novice with the same expression and movements.

"Hey! I said, old monk, there are people everywhere here, where did you come from? Hong Fang was already very arrogant, and when he saw He Xiaoqiao's face turning green at this time, he couldn't help but shout, "You want to scare people to death so quietly?" ”

Grandma a bear! If it scares their boss's heart, what is it?

The old monk retracted his gaze, pulled the robe that was almost dragged to the ground by the little novices, and said solemnly, "Amitabha, the old man has no intention of disturbing the little friend, and I hope the little friend will forgive me." ”

He Xiaoqiao admired the old monk's self-acquaintance as soon as he came up, and immediately folded his hands and saluted, and asked with a smile, "I don't know what the master is called?" ”

The old monk laughed, revealing his mouth with two missing front teeth, and patted his round belly with his hand, "The old man's name is Yuantong." ”

He Xiaoqiao was immediately happy, "Dare to ask the master, but there are still senior brothers named Shentong, Zhongtong, Guotong, and PHS?" ”

"What is this...... Monk Yuantong really stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his old face wrinkled as if he was thinking, "I guess there used to be, but the old man is too old and has long forgotten!" ”

The little novice who was white and chubby like a ginseng doll behind him couldn't help but jump out and correct in a milky voice, "Abbot, you forgot again, we have Uncle Jingtong and Uncle Fatong." ”

After saying that, he immediately retracted behind Yuantong as if he was afraid, but a pair of big eyes were spinning, and he kept poking his head out to look out.

"Yes, yes, there are also Jingtong and Fatong." Yuantong nodded again and again, looking suddenly realized.

The people around couldn't help but laugh, this old and young are really a pair of living treasures.

He Xiaoqiao was also laughing, while not forgetting to use a shovel to turn over the small fish and shrimp in the pot, so as not to burn them.

Yuantong stepped forward, swallowing saliva and looking greedy, completely losing the demeanor of the enlightened monk just now, "My Buddha is merciful!" I wonder if you can share this food with my master and apprentice? ”

He Xiaoqiao was embarrassed.

Aren't all monks vegetarians? This one is straight to the point, is it swollen to see the meat?

But since everyone has spoken like this, it is estimated that the temple here does not have this clear rule and precept. Moreover, He Xiaoqiao is not so stingy, just small fish and shrimp, there are many at the foot of the mountain, and if it is not enough, just go and fish.

Seeing that the fish was almost fried, he took out two washed banana leaves, put a handful of them and handed them to the old and the young, and did not forget to remind, "Be careful of scalding." ”

"Thank you, donor!" An old man and a young man saluted happily, gathered up the corners of the leaves, and couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

He Xiaoqiao didn't want to stop them, but Hong Fang looked puzzled, "Didn't they all say that monks don't eat meat before?" Why is it that this old monk is going back more and more now, and he still brings his disciples and grandchildren out to find someone to ask for meat to eat, it is really strange. ”

"What's so strange," He Xiaoqiao divided a little bit of the fish and shrimp in the pot for everyone, placed a new batch, and threw two crushed garlic into it, "As the saying goes, 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart', this is called the great realm." ”

Everyone around looked at each other, but Bai Shou glanced at He Xiaoqiao in surprise.

And Hong Fang is a rough man, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, as soon as He Xiaoqiao said this, he seemed to understand and said, "I see." ”

When Lan Xin came back from looking for wild vegetables, He Xiaoqiao picked out everything that could be eaten, and everyone ate a round belly with steamed buns and fried small fish, and they all found a place to rest.

In the afternoon, Lan Xin invited He Xiaoqiao to the temple to listen to a lecture by a certain eminent monk.

He Xiaoqiao was not interested in these in the first place, and couldn't help yawning when he listened to the hypnotic voice, and finally couldn't stay anymore, so he had to sneak out and wander around with urine.

At that time, the sky was just right, everyone was listening to the lecture in the front yard, and the temple was quiet, but the insects and birds inside and outside the courtyard wall were very cheerful.

Hong Fang and Bai Shou didn't know where they went, so Cailian followed behind He Xiaoqiao.

The master and servant slowly swayed along the corridor, and finally found that there was a bluestone path behind the temple and artificially built, and at the end of the road was a small courtyard, covered by pine trees, and green bamboo.

There is a square stone table in the courtyard, and a chessboard is placed on the table, and there is a three-legged incense burner on the side of the chessboard that is curling white smoke.

To He Xiaoqiao's surprise, the old monk who had asked her for fried fish not long ago was sitting at the table, counting the rosary slowly in one hand, and holding a white child in the other hand was looking at the chessboard and pondering, his eyelids drooped, his long eyebrows fluttering, and he looked like a monk who was as immobile as a mountain.

And sitting opposite him, dressed in white and dusty, with long black hair as thick as splashing ink casually draped behind his back, sitting quietly with a folding fan in his hand, and a handsome face like a fairy, is Shangguan Yun, who can barely be regarded as an acquaintance.

The old monk of Yuantong didn't seem to notice that there were two more people in the courtyard, but Shangguan Yun glanced at them sideways, and then raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Miss He?" ”

"Brother Shangguan!" He Xiaoqiao smiled, and generously stepped forward to say hello, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to come to worship God!" ”

Bow...... God?!

Shangguan Yun was stunned, and after a while he realized that he was now in the temple, no wonder He Xiaoqiao thought so.

At the moment, I can't help but be a little ridiculous, "I have heard that Master Yuantong has good chess skills, and today I am here to ask for a lesson or two." ”

"I see."

He Xiaoqiao looked like he suddenly realized, and dared to love that this brother was idle and had nothing to do, so he specially asked someone to play with his hands to relieve his boredom!

At the moment when the two of them greeted each other, Yuantong had already pointed the black chess piece sandwiched between his two fingers on the chessboard, and at this time, he raised his head and smiled at He Xiaoqiao, "Do you want to give it a try?" ”

"No, no, you guys can play." He Xiaoqiao waved his hand again and again, "I don't know such an elegant thing, if I play mahjong and fight the landlord, I can still play two games." ”

"Mahjong boss has heard of it, but what is this landlord?" Yuantong subconsciously reached out and touched his bare head, and then buckled the ring scar on it with his fingers, looking bored.

He Xiaoqiao couldn't think of whether 'gambling' was one of the rules and precepts that monks must abide by, but they all said that small gambling was pleasant, and if he wanted to come to teach monks to play poker and live under the adjustment, the Buddha should not blame him.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely teach you how to fight the landlord today, it's easy."

Remembering that when he went out in the morning, he seemed to have lost a deck of cards in the box containing the tribute, He Xiaoqiao hurriedly sent Cailian to get it, and he happily picked a round stool and sat down at the table.

The knowledgeable monk who is quite eye-catching immediately sent a cup of tea with hot steam, and then silently retreated.

He Xiaoqiao didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picked it up and picked it up as a cow drink, smashed it and smashed it, and looked at Yuantong next to him with kind eyebrows, "I said master, how does the fish taste at noon?" ”

Speaking of this, Yuantong's face was immediately full of joy. Like a thief, he looked left and right, and saw that no one else was there, so without saying a word, he gave a thumbs up, grinned and said with a mouth that was missing several teeth, "Incense!" Be'er Fragrance! I've never eaten such fragrant fish in my life! ”

"That's right!" He Xiaoqiao clapped his hands vigorously, and slapped his hand on the table very righteously, "If you always like it, next time I will secretly fry it for you, you can keep it and eat it slowly." ”

"Good! Xiaoyou really has a heart! Yuantong laughed, then lowered his voice and leaned over and said mysteriously, "Later, the old man will let those rabbit cubs come to recognize your face, and even if the money of Xiaoyou's sesame oil is halved in the future, the kung fu of chanting scriptures and praying for blessings will still be the same!" Guaranteed never to cut corners! ”

He Xiaoqiao is embarrassed, I can do this!

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness!"

Shangguan Yun, who had been hanging aside for a long time, watched the old and young people chatter together, and somehow, the original depressed mood was actually relieved a lot, and looking at He Xiaoqiao for a long time, a smile faintly appeared in those ancient eyes.

"That's right, Brother Shangguan," After chatting with Yuantong, He Xiaoqiao couldn't help but be idle, and turned his head to look at him with concern, "Is your headache better?" ”

"It's a lot better for the girl to remember."

Shangguan Yun chuckled, took the fan and patted his palm, his thin lips, which were a little less bloody, were slightly raised, and the alienated aura on his body instantly dissipated a lot.

Yuantong seemed to be aware of it, and the shrewd old eyes turned back and forth between the two without a trace, looking thoughtful.

But He Xiaoqiao didn't realize it at all, and still warned Shangguan Yun vigorously, "I'll tell you, headaches are the most terrible, don't take it seriously, pay more attention." Don't drink wine, don't be too tired and nervous, try to rest early at night, you can find a quiet place to avoid light during the day to recuperate, or squint your eyes, if you can't sleep, you can also drink some soothing tea. Don't get angry on weekdays, it's best to be calm......"

The slender fingers rested on the rim of the cup and tapped lightly, Shangguan Yun listened to her chatter like an old mother with a smile, but she was inevitably a little moved in her heart.

Since my father's death, it has been a long time since no one has been like this, but purely concerned about whether he is doing well.

As for the mother and uncle......

Thinking of these two elders, Shangguan Yun's face couldn't help but darken, and there seemed to be a moment of loneliness on his face, but he quickly let the impeccable smile cover it. Whether it is Yuantong or He Xiaoqiao, they didn't find it.

"Thank you Miss He for bothering to remind me, I will definitely not forget it in the future."

In fact, there are many people in the Prime Minister's Mansion who take care of all his diet and daily life, and he never has to worry about these things, but after all, it is He Xiaoqiao's kindness, so he responded with a smile.

"Today, let me replace the wine with tea and toast Miss He."

After speaking, he picked up the teacup and faced He Xiaoqiao.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then touched his nose with an embarrassed face, picked up the teacup in front of him, and nodded with the mouth of the cup facing down, "That, why don't we come back later?" My tea seems to be ...... Nope. ”

The monk is not kind, and he pours such a small cup of tea for people, and it is gone after drinking it all in one gulp.

“……”

The old monk of Yuantong snorted and sprayed tea, and without saying a word, he hurriedly shouted at the rescue of the scene, pretending not to know that his subordinates were stingy while hurriedly ordering the kitchen to fill a large kettle and send it here, so as not to lose face and end up with the reputation of an iron rooster.

He still wants to go out and meet people in the future!

Shangguan Yun was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he slowly withdraw his hand, covering his mouth with the back of his hand and coughing lightly, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

It's just that the smile in his eyes and the joy on his face can't be hidden.

And his rare look fell into the eyes of Lan Xin, who followed Cailian to find He Xiaoqiao, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Young master, he ...... How long has it been since I've had such a happy laugh?