"The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and things change and the stars move a few degrees in autumn. Where is the emperor in the cabinet now? The Yangtze River outside the threshold is empty and artesian. Lu Wutong leaned in the small courtyard and drank the fresh chrysanthemum-soaked soju wine, and poured out a mouthful of turbidity, as if he wanted to say that the years had passed.

The group has been in Chu for half a month, and the people who accompanied them have walked and scattered, and now there is only one family left, and they also found their ancestral home a few days ago. Under the great dispute, population is always an important resource for countries to compete for, and in recent years, the king of Chu intends to learn from King Wu of Qin to absorb the population of other countries, so he did not suffer much sin by abandoning Qin and entering Chu.

This family quickly took back the original land before abandoning Chu, so that they would let Yan Yun and the others stay for a few more days. Lu Wutong was not in a hurry to go to the Linjue Temple, Zhao Feiyan didn't seem to be in a hurry, Yan Yun had nothing to say, and happened to take a few days to practice more exercises to enhance his strength.

So, there is such a scene. Lu Wutong leaned against the door, drinking his chrysanthemum boiled wine. Yan Yun stripped off his shirt and sweated profusely to practice his spear piercing in the field, and the most eye-catching scenery was none other than Zhao Feiyan, who was wearing a red scarf, and a little girl with a ball-haired hair playing on the side.

That girl was the one who was born in the hills before. The big name has not been taken yet, only the small name is called Qianqian. I like Zhao Feiyan's appearance very much, and she always pesters her.

"Sister Feiyan, Sister Feiyan, how can I be a hero like you." The child's voice was simple and pure, and Zhao Feiyan smiled.

"Well, but if you do good deeds, you can be called a hero." Zhao Feiyan rubbed Qianqian's little head.

The little boy was full of doubts: "Can you be like you by doing good deeds?" ”

"Yes." Zhao Feiyan replied.

Qianqian said happily: "Then I helped my mother collect the dishes and chopsticks today, and did a good deed, can I fly." ”

"Flying?" Zhao Feiyan was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what the core essence of Qianqian's so-called hero was, and immediately smiled bitterly: "No." ”

Qianqian's face was disappointed, and Zhao Feiyan pointed to Yan Yun outside the house and said, "If you want to fly, you have to practice every day like that brother." ”

Qianqian stretched out her head to look outside the house, but saw Yan Yun, who was shirtless, covered with stinky sweat, and was practicing a gun there boringly.

Qian Qian shuddered, and looked at Zhao Feiyan with a bitter face: "Don't, it's okay to be like that brother, I want to be like this brother!" ”

Qian Qian pointed to Lu Wutong, who was leaning on the edge of the door, and Zhao Feiyan smiled bitterly.

"Don't learn from him."

Qianqian was puzzled: "But the eldest brother said that he was an immortal." ”

Zhao Feiyan shook her head and glanced at Lu Wutong deeply: "Immortal, ......" and this glance, Zhao Feiyan and Lu Wutong's eyes intersected.

"Senior Lu." Zhao Feiyan gave a salute to Lu Wutong.

Lu Wutong then sang the wine: "Singing in a hundred days must be indulged in wine, youth ......"

Halfway through the chanting, I heard a sudden Sanskrit sound in the village, and the sound of mommy and mommy kept coming from the village. Lu Wutong put down the wine cup and looked displeased: "What kind of bird moves, it is pure and clean." Standing up suddenly, Yan Yun also put away his gun and looked at the village a little blankly.

Zhao Feiyan also didn't like the annoying Sanskrit sound, and said, "Maybe that family is doing things?" ”

Lu Wutong shook the folding fan: "That family is so pompous, the whole village has heard it." After speaking, he jumped to Yan Yun's side, patted Yan Yun on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, go and have a look." “

"You're here again?" Yan Yun was speechless, Lu Wutong has not been idle in the past few days, he will go to see what rice is harvested, and he will go to catch a market for a while, like a husky who is crazy about people, and he likes to drill in crowded places. If you want Yan Yun to say, this person is idle, do you say that you have nothing to practice and don't you smell good?

I didn't want to bird him at the moment, so I continued to practice stabbing guns. But who would have thought that as soon as the head of the gun was stabbed, it would be held in Lu Wutong's hands, and before Yan Yun could react, Yajiao was robbed by someone.

Yan Yun: "......"

"Any comments?" Lu Wutong gently shook the paper fan.

Good! I can't beat you, I'll bear it! Yan Yun exhaled.

Then he squinted at Zhao Feiyan. Zhao Feiyan understood what Yan Yun meant, and asked her if she could get by, and it happened that Zhao Feiyan was also looking for Qianqian's parents, who had been bothering here for many days, and it was time to leave, and this time she was going to say goodbye. So the three of them walked into the village together.

The Sanskrit sound is still in my ears.

I didn't meet any people in the village along the way, so I thought I was going to do that way. It is said that there was once such a passage, "Famous scholars of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Tiger and Wolf of the Western Qin, Danhuo of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Foguang of Southern Chu, and the two Jin families." "It is the characteristics of the kingdoms that compete for hegemony. The Buddha of Southern Chu is talking about the prosperity of Buddhism here in the Chu country. The old emperor of Southern Chu, Emperor Chushan Xiao Zhenghe, believed in Buddhism and gave up his life to become a monk three times. It can be seen that the Buddha country is prosperous here.

Yan Yun walked down the street, and finally saw a few villagers and ordinary people when they were close to the center, but their faces did not look devout to the Buddha, but they all looked bitter, as if the Dharma was some kind of torture.

Yan Yun looked at Lu Wutong curiously and asked, "Isn't Nanchu a believer in Buddhism?" Why do you look unhappy when you participate in the rituals? ”

Lu Wutong shook his fan and didn't speak, but continued to move forward. When I arrived at the peak of Sanskrit, I saw a group of monks wearing apricot yellow monk's robes, sitting cross-legged on a three-story Dharma platform, and at the highest point of the Dharma platform, there was a big fat monk wearing a big red and gold robe. A group of monks, all holding the magic in their hands, chanted the scriptures with sacred faces. Among the bald monks, interspersed with white-clothed believers in plain clothes, scattering flower petals there, as if trying to imitate the Buddha's teachings and the scene of flowers falling into the lotus pond. Then there were a group of good men and women prostrate in front of these three-layer Dharma platform, bowing their heads and bowing, extremely pious, and shouting the Dharma immeasurably.

What a big show, Yan Yun frowned and didn't like it slightly, he is from Qin, "Qin people are still strong, and martial arts are respected" is engraved in his bones, so he naturally doesn't like such a scene of worshipping "idols". Lu Wutong and Zhao Feiyan were also frowning, always feeling that the drama of falling flowers on the lotus platform was too much for an ordinary village.

But when he heard the Buddha's name, the sound of chanting on the Dharma platform stopped, and the fat monk on the highest Dharma platform pinched the Dharma recipe in his hand and said: "Good, this song of the "Peace Sutra" and you, the listener can live a long life without disaster, and the believer can see Bodhi eliminate karma and have no troubles and obstacles. Amitabha. ”

Shut up, and under the Dharma platform, a few men who were not like the village opened their mouths and shouted: "Xie Da Bodhisattva preaches the Dharma." The villagers in the audience also shouted: "Xie Da Bodhisattva." “

The great monk on the high platform was proud, and said: "Today, the poor monk Hui Neng is here, which is to pursue the decree of the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, and build a Buddhist temple treasure temple here, spread the merits of the scriptures to the whole world, and shine brightly. The Buddha saw the ceremony, allowed a hundred acres of blessed land, and all good men and women entered the blessed field to enjoy the merits of the Buddha's light and the world, and the goodness of the good. “

After that, the audience heard the call of "Originally received the Buddha's decree" again, but this time, not as many people responded as before.

Suddenly, Yan Yun only felt the murderous aura on the side, and turned his head to look, but it was Zhao Feiyan who touched her waist and the show girl seemed to be about to draw her sword.

”？“ Yan Yun was puzzled, and listened to the sound of the Buddha on the Dharma platform again, dignified and upright, as if he wanted to wash away all the sins in this world......