And so something wonderful happened.

It came very suddenly.

There is a little subtle interaction between one male and three females.

When Chu Qianqiu walked out of the room, he realized that he had made a mistake.

"The virtuous nephew is really talented, it seems that the three little nuns are still not enough, do you want to add a few more?" Master Juemi said with a smile.

"Second uncle, this is really, ahem." Chu Qianqiu's face was a little flushed, embarrassed, embarrassed.

The three little nuns were pure and lovely, not to mention the sinking fish and geese, but they were also bright-eyed and pitiful beauties, coupled with the dress of that body, Chu Qianqiu became involuntarily and fainted for a while.

You are an elder, how can you be so unserious.

You take this to test the juniors, which juniors can withstand this kind of test, it's too evil.

Chu Qianqiu had no choice but to change his name to call him the second uncle.

"You're blushing."

"Lao Wei, Brother Huang, and Brother Chu Xian never blushed like this when the three of them wandered the streets."

"It's just that the three of them were poor and couldn't afford to play with flowers." Abbot Juemi obviously looks so solemn, and he is afraid that he is the first of the three in terms of appearance, and he is also a famous beautiful man in the entire Lingzhou, but as a result, he is full of hooliganism when he speaks.

Second uncle, if you talk like this, do other donors know?

In this huge Lingzhou, can't there be a serious monk?

"If Brother Huang behaves as seriously as Xiaoxiao in front of him, will he show his virtuous nephew "Iron Bottle Plum"?"

"After reading this book, I felt that it was not very tasteful, and it was too little work, so I gave it to him."

"In terms of virtuous nephews, it takes a lot of exercise to be able to spread out for the Chu family in the future and have a few more children."

"Don't talk about the old man's nagging, the Chu and Huang families are sparsely populated, so they rely on you to spread the branches."

"Come, let's go."

Abbot Juemi asked people to cut two catties of beef mixed with sauce, and brought a pot of wine, and the two of them were under the pine tree, looking at all living beings, and talking about wine.

Second uncle, you really don't keep a single commandment.

Chu Qianqiu is not afraid of having a problem with alcohol now, three real worms are enough to be immune to most of the poisonous Gu worms, not to mention that if even those who have been verified several times dare not trust, it would be too pitiful to live.

So he took the glass and took a sip.

"Second uncle, this wine seems to be very fragrant?" Chu Qianqiu has never drunk such a fragrant wine in his two lives, so he couldn't help but take a sip.

"Yes, the virtuous nephew has a lot of vision, this is the best fruit wine in Yuzhou."

"There is a place in Yuzhou called the Valley of No Life, where there is a drought in all seasons, except for one fruit tree that is still alive, all the other tree species, plants and trees are dead."

"It rains only one day a year, and it pours down, and the tree comes to life for the next few days."

"It grew new branches and leaves from a dry fruit tree, and in just a few days, it bore abundant fruit."

"This fruit is incomparably fragrant, extraordinarily sweet, without the bitterness of roadside fruit trees."

"The wine made from it is the best fruit wine in the world, and it is also the tribute wine of the imperial court."

"Not to mention that in this Baixiang Town, even the feudal officials of the imperial court, few are qualified to drink such fine wine."

Abbot Juemi introduced this bottle of fruit wine very solemnly, allowing Chu Qianqiu to once again see how terrible Master Juemi's wealth was.

"Ants are still greedy, and this little fruit tree is so tenacious." After hearing this story, Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The virtuous nephew does have some wisdom roots of Buddhism, but unfortunately he doesn't understand the story told by the old man." Master Juemi shook his head and said.

"Please also ask the second uncle to teach me." Chu Qianqiu understood that all this was done for his own guidance, and hurriedly asked.

"This lifeless valley is very large, although there is only one rain a year, it can also live other plants and trees, why is it that only that fruit tree can live with one heavy rain a year?"

Master Juemi said with a smile.

"Is it?"

The rest of the tree species, plants and trees all died.

Chu Qianqiu remembered what Master Juemi had just said, and a possibility appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, my nephew guessed right." Seeing Chu Qianqiu's expression, Master Juemi nodded approvingly.

"The roots of that fruitless tree are spread throughout the valley, and no other vegetation is allowed to take over the only source of water once a year."

"Its roots are deep and deep, ensuring that the heavy rain every year can only be enjoyed by itself."

"There used to be other plants and flowers in the Valley of No Life."

"Since the root system of the fruitless tree was arranged three hundred years ago, no other plant has had a chance to seize the water source."

"So all the other plants and trees died, and they didn't even have the opportunity to grow every year."

"Nephew, do you think this tree is respectable or terrifying?"

"This fruit tree is inside the Buddha Gate, and it is also called a lifeless tree."

In the extremely harsh environment of the Birthless Valley, the fruit tree did its best, seizing all the water sources and not giving other plants and trees a way to live.

But—

"Even if it is exhausted, it will be in vain in the end, and the fruit will be plucked and made into fruit wine." Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but say with emotion, even the wine on the glass seemed to be a little less tasteful.

"That's right, the virtuous nephew is indeed very wise."

"But the virtuous nephew might as well think about it."

"Compared to most of the dead plants, the lifeless fruit tree not only survived, but also survived well."

"The imperial court sent someone to protect this fruit tree, and if it didn't rain that day, a farmer would be invited to water it."

"Isn't it also a blessing for the lifeless fruit tree to make its own fruit into delicious fruit wine?"

"Is it just this kind of happiness that the virtuous nephew wants?"

"Make a wedding dress for others."

Abbot Juemi is really a strange person, he can be transformed into a hooligan at any time, and he can talk like a monk.

"As the saying goes: the heart contains all kinds, and the rain is all cute. The epiphany has been realized, and the Bodhi fruit has come into its own." (Note:1)

"Is the second uncle trying to persuade me not to be confused about killing?"

"Don't kill for the sake of killing?"

Actually, I didn't feel that much.

Chu Qianqiu understood the good intentions of his elders, and Huang Qianhu instructed him to let Master Juemi help him clear his killing thoughts and cultivate his self-cultivation.

"That's true." Master Juemi nodded in satisfaction.

"The human heart is like the valley of lifelessness, which originally contains all kinds of seeds, some good and some evil, some good and some bad."

"Whenever nectar falls from heaven, trees grow, and some will produce seeds of good, and some of them will grow of evil seeds."

"Murder is not a sin, but only a part of the bodhi fruit."

"But if the seeds of evil grow too luxuriantly, it is easy for other seeds to have no chance of blossoming and bearing fruit."

"The seed of evil will grow into fruitlessness."

"Although there is no life and there is merit, in this world, even if there is no fruit, it will be plucked and made into wine."

"There were many killing gods in the army, and they didn't have a life, they didn't."

"To put it mildly, it's just a doll in the hands of a big man, like a wine in this cup."

"Sentient beings should not abandon their roots and pursue the higher bodhi fruit, not the unborn fruit that blooms from the flower of evil."

The abbot of Juemi talked eloquently, showing the true character of the monk.

"Thank you for your advice." Chu Qianqiu realized something in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his glass in respect.

"Okay, the little nun is also served, the wine is drunk, and the conversation is also discussed." It's a pity that Master Juemi has limited time to pretend to be a monk, and he suddenly showed a rogue face again.

"Let the old man see that the virtuous nephew is capable and murderous, again

I'll make arrangements for you!"