There is no great thing in the world,

There are big things everywhere in the world.

"The Holy Emperor is also human. ”

In a garden in the capital, there was such a rebellious sentence.

The garden is not big, there are some peach trees scattered and scattered, there is no peach blossom blooming in the garden, only a few buds sporadically emerge on the branches that have not been pruned all year round. In addition, an ordinary pavilion, a stone table and two stone chairs are all there is to this garden.

At this time, by the peach tree, there was a young man in a purple robe.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, this is probably everyone's first impression of the man, but no matter how much they recall it after that, they can't remember his appearance. If there are Taoist grandmasters here at this time, they will definitely be shocked. Because this young man turned out to be the most mysterious "celestial and human appearance" among the nine major faces of Taoism.

"Since we are human beings, we have seven emotions and six desires. The man stared at the newly born flower bone in front of him, as if talking to himself, and he stretched out his right index finger and gently touched the flower bone.

Between breaths, this bud completes its life from blooming to withering.

This kind of means is close to the Tao.

"What do you say, teacher?" the man asked.

But after a few moments, there was no response behind him, but a repetition of the cry.

The man turned around and glanced helplessly at the old man in the pavilion, who was sitting and napping with his hands on his sleeves.

"It's a pity. The man sighed softly and walked towards the pavilion.

The young man stretched out his hand and took out an extremely exquisite white jade wine jug from the mustard seeds, and took out another jade cup, "A few days ago, the Western Mission paid tribute to some superb wines, and the students kept a pot privately. I thought I would use it to honor the teacher, but seeing that the teacher was so tired today, it was not good to drink more, so I still kept it for myself. ”

He slowly poured the lilac wine from the pot into the glass, and an intoxicating sweet aroma continued to spread.

The old man with white hair opened his eyes in an instant, and snatched the wine bottle and glass from the young man with a skill that did not match his age at all. The old man sniffed vigorously at the glass, and with an expression of intoxication on his face, he drank it all.

The old man closed his eyes and let out a snort that made the young man's hairs stand on end.

After a while, the old man opened his eyes, coughed twice in embarrassment, held the wine glass in his right hand, and hugged the jade pot tightly with his left hand.

"Ahem, for the teacher to study late at night last night, so this morning is a little sleepy! I have to say, the famous article "Deyu" by the sage is really the heart of heaven, every time the teacher reads it, you can have a new understanding, and the sage's thoughts and understandings are indeed not comparable to mortals such as me. The old man's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he pretended to admire.

"Oh?" the young man was suspicious, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Let's not say whether the student thinks the book "Yude" is good or not, my senior sister's temper has really not been good. The students heard that the teacher was drinking at Lu Fang last night. After a few cups in the stomach, I had to stand on the bow of the boat and show the two girls Xiaoli and Xiaotao what kind of raptor crossed the river. If it weren't for the fact that on another boat, Lord Xu of the military department was quick and slashed the lake with a sword, and the student would probably have to spill this glass of wine this morning. ”

"Bastard!" The old man who was exposed was a little annoyed, and stretched out his hand to fight, but almost threw the wine jug out of his arms.

Today, the only person who can stretch out his hand in front of Li Wang, the prison country, and scold him as a "bastard", is probably only his mentor, the former pillar of the Holy Dynasty - the previous Zhongshu Ling, Song Yuqiu.

The teacher and the students began to fall silent at the same time.

"Do you really want to kill?" asked the old Zhongshu first, while pouring himself another glass of wine, but not to the young prisoner. The old man knew too well that his student, he had only drunk a sip of wine since he was a child. When he was a child, he was ignorant, and was deceived by the master who raised him, and a glass of spirits was drunk by the child as sugar water.

"I don't dare to block. "For the first time today, Li Forget called himself a student and not a student, and his whole person's momentum changed. is no longer a disciple of Lao Zhongshu, but a holy pilgrimage prison above tens of thousands of people.

"After all, it's the blood of the Heavenly Family. Song Yuqiu sighed.

The young man got up and put his hands behind his back.

"I don't know what it was like when the Holy Emperor met the Heavenly Concubine, but I know that there are probably no men in the world who can resist her charm, and I can't. The Holy Emperor can not care who she is, because of the affectionate tribulations in the northwest day and night; the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty can not mind her demon origin, because of the riots in the capital that year, she killed her for three days and three nights with one person and one sword, saving the country between fire and water; the people can also not mind her origin, because she is a concubine but her heart is everywhere for the people. ”

"But she shouldn't be, it's one of the ancient heavenly demons!!" Li Wang's voice suddenly rose up, filled with an unprecedented anger.

He remembered it vividly.

Six years ago, in the Great Dynasty of Mountains and Seas, the Sixteen Roads God King and envoys from various countries came to the capital. Concubine Su Jinmeng, who was pregnant for ten months, gave birth to a daughter for the Holy Emperor on the last day of the Dynasty.

When the princess was born, the national fortune of the mountain and sea holy dynasty suddenly manifested, and thousands of golden dragons circled over Kyoto, and in an instant, black clouds were thick, lightning and thunder roared, and the dragon roared monstrously!

At the same moment, Li Xuanji, the old landlord of the Tianxing Tower and the great monk of the Twelve Volumes of the Three Tribulations, penetrated the heavenly machine, but in an instant, his lifelong cultivation was in vain! The old landlord who was dying knelt down in front of the Holy Emperor and the ministers, and revealed that the body of the Heavenly Concubine was the shocking secret of the ancient Heavenly Demon Tongtian Fox! The old landlord warned the Holy Emperor with his death that the princess was the heir of the Heavenly Demon and the Human Emperor, and the heavens and the earth abandoned it! The fortunes of the Holy Dynasty have been severely damaged, and if the princess survives in the world, the mountains and seas will be in danger!

......

In the garden, the old Chinese scholar was silent and drank another glass. Six years ago, I watched the old guy who had been fighting with him for half his life as an apprentice, less than five feet in front of him, exhaust the last trace of affection with the Holy Emperor, and begged him to kill the newborn princess in his arms. After kowtowing nine times, Li Xuanji's seven orifices of blood gushed like a pillar, and he was devoured by the Heavenly Dao and died.

"The higher a person is, the more frightened he becomes, and you should know this best, teacher. You have been in office for 20 years, and now you are not the same as wine every day. You old man knows what you're afraid of, and I know better. Li Forget turned around and stared at the old man, as if there were thousands of stars in his eyes: "Don't look at my senior sister, your daughter, she looks like she is not afraid of the sky and the earth every day, she is actually more afraid than anyone else in her heart." Of course, I'm afraid that you, the pillar of support, and the father she admires the most, will fall at some point. Before the master drove the crane, he spied on the heavenly opportunity that he couldn't bear. The funny thing is that what he is most afraid of is not death, but whether this catastrophe of heaven and earth is caused by him. ”

"Teacher, I'm very uneasy right now, and I can always feel that there are several great forces that are preventing me from doing this. Growing up, I've never felt this way. Not being able to control things makes me even more frightened, whether it's the young man who appeared in the palace, the Murong family, or some resurgence of pickled things. ”

The old man looked at the student in front of him in silence, as if he felt a little strange.

"Make sure nothing goes wrong. The young prisoner sighed.

"Absolute power will be foolproof. ”

The old man was terrified.

......

March 12.

Twenty miles south of the city of Wanzhou, there is a small temple named Lianxi. The small temple is not a Buddhist temple, and it is not a Tianzun Bodhisattva who worships it, but a golden body temple built spontaneously by the residents of the city many years ago in order to thank the two water shrines of the big and small Chongqing Lake for their protection. Although the statue was only carved in stone by craftsmen in the city at that time, the incense was flourishing every day, and there were countless prayers, so there was some golden charm on the two statues. As for why the small temple is called Lianxi, it is mostly because the people who built the temple hope to pray for marriage through the water shrine couple who love each other.

The Holy Dynasty of Mountains and Seas, the demon clan that serves as the god of the water shrine in a place, needs to go through the joint canonization of the dynasty and the East China Sea Shrine. The demon clan that has been canonized, in addition to being born with water and being good at using water magic powers, must also have a certain amount of merit. The water shrine is the god, and the god palace controls a water area on behalf of the god palace, and dispatches the water vapor transformation between heaven and earth within the jurisdiction, which is equivalent to the responsibility of the dragon clan in ancient times to "travel clouds and distribute rain". Therefore, for the Holy Dynasty, especially in the Jiangnan area where there are many waters, the assessment of the water shrine is particularly important. The people will not have too many taboos when they build temples for the righteous gods, they just need to report it truthfully. Of course, now the two righteous gods of Yuhu Lake are no longer the original husband and wife, but a pair of otter brothers and sisters who have practiced for many years.

Tonight, the Zhoucheng Seven-Star Sky Lantern Festival is approaching, and nine out of ten of the people in the city have entered the small world of the Murong family, so the small temples that were originally in an endless stream have really been ignored in recent days.

At noon today, Lianxi Temple ushered in the first "guests" in a few days.

Ryozuki, Fatty, Xiaobai, and the little county lord Hanamaki who has to follow no matter what he does now. I don't know why, the maid Green Sprout, who has been in charge of taking care of the county lord on weekdays, has not appeared together today.

The four of them did not take the royal carriage, but came all the way on foot, according to Liang Zhi's meaning, to strengthen the body of Young Master Zhou. Since the arrival of the little county lord, he has been playing around every day. When I went out of the city today, I was used to seeing the flower rolls of the buildings in the city, and it was like a fish flying into the sky with a deep-sea eagle, fluttering butterflies all the way, and I was extremely happy. Twenty miles away, ordinary people have a lot of trouble walking, but the little county lord has polished his physique since he was a child, and his foundation is excellent, and he is not tired at all along the way.

On the contrary, the fat man who usually talks the most suddenly became silent, with lingering worry in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Liang Zhi shook the folding fan in his hand and asked the fat man with his divine sense, lest the fat man be excited, and some heavy words would be heard by the little county lord.

The fat man looked at it coldly, and seemed to be a little confused about how to speak for the first time.

"Worried about Hanamaki?"

"Hmm. The fat man also replied secretly with his divine sense, "There are less than two days left." ”

"Let me tell you something. Ryoyuki knew what he was worried about, and he was not comforted, but instead smiled and diverted the topic.

"Liu Yueyue is my senior brother. ”

......

Half an hour after the Liang Zhisan people entered the small temple, Zhou Da God of Wealth was late. At first, he was absent-minded and didn't listen to what the boss told him, and then he suddenly woke up and stopped in place for half an hour.

The fat man was really stupid.

At this time, the fat man was silent on the surface, and the excitement in his heart had already turned over the river. He never thought that the person he respected the most in the world would be the eldest brother!

He pushed open the temple door, and what caught his eye was a one-person high incense burner, and the incense ash in the furnace was piled up, and it could be seen that the people had many offerings on weekdays. Then there is the main hall in the temple, the stone statues of the gods of the two childhood sweethearts of the big and small Yuhu Lake are lifelike, although they are old, they are still very clean. In front of the stone statue, there are several felt mats for people to kneel and worship, and in front of each cushion there is a hexagram stick, from the people who seek the hexagram, most of them are men and women who have not yet been married, and it is said that the marriage is very effective.

But at this time, there were no figures of Liang Zhi, but in the backyard of the temple, there was a burst of aroma of roast chicken.

The fat man slandered in his heart, and said that while there was no one in the temple, a few people came to ask for a marriage, and see if the two famous ancestors of the water temple were worthy of the name, and now you not only threw me away, but also ate roast chicken by yourself!

Rushing in the morning, the fat man was also a little hungry, and ran to the backyard in three steps and two steps, and what he saw in his eyes shocked him!

There was nothing on the side, as the fat man expected, the little county lord was holding a chicken leg to eat exquisitely, without any ladylike image, and his hands and face were oily everywhere, which was extremely cute. Liang Zhi and Xiaobai are too, one of them grabs a large piece of chicken and eats it, and Young Master Liang takes a sip of the wine in the gourd from time to time.

To the fat man's surprise, on a stone platform opposite Sanren, there was a little monk who was also eating chicken legs!

The little monk was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and some female statues. There is a dark red mark between the eyebrows, but there is no ring scar on the top of the head. The little monk had no image of a monk, half-lying on the stone platform, eating chicken legs, while his eyes kept sweeping the wine jug in Liangzhi's hand.

The fat man became a nameless fire in an instant!

As we all know, Princess Zhao of Yong'an, as the niece of Hubu Shangshu, both parents died in her early years, and she was raised by Lao Shangshu as her own biological daughter. And Lord Shangshu's real eldest daughter is one of the Holy Emperor's concubines, so it stands to reason that the princess can be regarded as half of the Holy Emperor's younger sister. Princess Zhao Lingyue, who did not like to practice since she was a child, but had a good talent in medical skills, and studied under the famous female saint Qianzhen mother-in-law in the capital. When he married the prince who was not in the right household at the age of sixteen, he was only a monk with test papers, but he had all his medical skills.

When she fought with the prince for many years, the princess didn't know how many lives she saved. So at this time in the Northwest Army, the prince can be laughed at will by the older generation of ruffians, but if anyone dares to be disrespectful to the princess, the end may be worse than facing thousands of troops.

The three sons under the throne of the prince are all born to the princess in the military camp, and when the third week is pregnant in August, the princess was injured by the grassland evil cultivator, the cold air into the body unconscious, the accompanying physician is helpless, seeing that the mother and son are about to die, a wandering Mahayana temple monk happened to pass by, with profound Buddhism to expel the evil cultivation of true qi, and made the princess successfully give birth to the third son.

In order to repay the great kindness of the monks, the Zhao family worships the monks and becomes their lay disciples, and the palace is extremely friendly to the wandering monks in these years, often giving alms, every festival, the couple will also go to the temple to pray for blessings and repair the temple. Therefore, the royal family, although they are military people, has a heart for Buddha. And the fat man Zhou Zheng, when he grew up a little, knew that his life was saved by the monks of the Shi family, although he learned the business of the hundred schools, but he was more courteous to the disciples of Buddhism.

Therefore, the fat man who is committed to the Buddha in his heart is naturally angry when he sees the little monk who violated the second of the nine precepts of Buddhism at a young age!

"Little monk!" the fat man shouted slightly angrily, and took a thousand steps: "Which disciple are you! At a young age, how can you still eat wine and meat even after being ordained! Aren't you afraid of being locked up in the Buddhist hall and copying scriptures?"

The little county lord was taken aback, the chicken leg in his hand almost fell out, and his big eyes looked at the third brother who was usually extremely "gentle", and the remaining half of the chicken leg in his hand was not eaten or not, as if she was being trained.

And our protagonist, the little monk, turned a deaf ear to this matter, and still nibbled on the last piece of meat. After the little monk finished eating, he carefully licked the bones clean, and he didn't see her pinching the trick, a stream of water came out of his hands, and after rinsing it off, he stood up and folded his hands to make a Buddhist salute to Zhou Fatzi.

"Amitabha, what the donor said is false. The little monk spoke, his voice was crisp, and there was a little immaturity that had not yet retreated.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha..."

"Fart!" Zhou Fatzi blocked back what the little monk was about to say next, "The Buddha kept in his heart that he was a real enlightened monk, and everyone else was just an excuse for their greed! Although I am not a disciple of Buddhism, my mother is a disciple of a Buddhist monk, and every fifteenth day of the new year, the whole family has to fast with my mother." And you are a monk at a young age, how can He De come out with such wild words!"

The fat man was not afraid at all, even if he guessed that the little monk should be not small, otherwise he would not eat and drink with the boss. But the truth is the truth, and you can't afford not to listen!

The little monk was a little overwhelmed by the fat man's head cover, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I told you to read more Buddhist scriptures, but you didn't listen to them. Ryozhi took a sip of wine and smiled at the little monk, "There's nothing to say now, right?"

"I read a lot. The little monk turned his head and replied with a straight look.

"Hmm. There are indeed a lot, what "Chivalrous Jianghu", "Flying Knife and Quick Sword", when I just came in, I also saw that there was a plum character on the book that you quickly hidden, and I was very curious what kind of book this is?"

"It's a good book, I'll tell you about it privately when I have time. The little monk's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he calmly responded, and then looked at the fat man who was saliva flying everywhere: "If the little monk guesses well, this... Well... This articulate benefactor should be the third young master of the Yong'an Palace?" the little monk asked.

"That's right, it's Young Master Ben. What a little monk. Do you know that you are wrong?" The fat man looks like a high-ranking monk, and he always plays the role of being reprimanded in the past, but he can finally take advantage of the reason, so he naturally wants to get back to the scene and enjoy it.

When the little monk heard that the fat man had confirmed his identity, there was a look of excitement in his eyes. He straightened his clothes, walked slowly to the fat man, found that his body was a little short, and simply stepped up to a stone bench next to him to stand still, looking at the fat man very solemnly and condescendingly.

"It's called Uncle Shi. The little monk said tentatively.

The fat man thought he had misheard.

"Ahem. The little monk felt a little amused, and cleared his throat, his voice loud.

"Zheng'er, call Uncle Shi. ”

......

A moment later.

The fat man sat beside the little county lord boringly, silently nibbling on the chicken that was a little cold in his hand. Hanamaki felt a little sorry for her brother, and took out a sugar pill from her arms and put it in the fat man's mouth as a comfort. Xiao Bai pretended to have an innocent smirk on the side, and it was not easy for him to pull away the third young master who was going to fight hard with the little monk, he couldn't understand where this five-volume cultivation came from, so that Gongzi had to use magic to tie him up.

Princess Zhao of Yong'an, a wandering monk who once worshipped a lay disciple, is actually one of the three major temples in the world, the old abbot of the Mahayana Temple, Master Mikong, and the world's top monk in the Twelve Volumes Tribulation Period. Taiping Academy Heavenly Machine List, under the Holy Realm, one of the twelve masters in the world. And the little monk who eats chicken legs in the small temple of Lianxi is a closed disciple of the master, and he has not yet obtained the Dharma name, and he does not know the name of the layman, so the brothers in the temple call him "Loulou".

The little monk Loulou was a little apprehensive, he was just thinking about being an uncle, but he didn't expect the third young master of the palace to show a kind of chastity that would rather die than obey.

The fat man's depression is real, his mother is the same generation as the little monk, and it is reasonable to call him an uncle in that generation. But reasonableness is reasonable, and it doesn't mean that the fat man will do it!

I must not let my mother see this little bald man! The fat man made up his mind.

"Fatty, don't care. Liang Zhi smiled and explained: "Lou Lou is the closed disciple of Master Mikong, although you should call Uncle according to your generation, but if you shout, I will shout with you." ”

"No, no, no!" the little monk immediately shook his head like a rattle when he heard this, and his heart was worried. Just kidding, let this guy call himself uncle? I'm still young, and I still have a lot of good days, so there's no need not to think about it.

Hearing the little monk's attitude, Liang Zhi smiled with satisfaction. If this kid doesn't know the height of the sky, then he doesn't mind measuring it for him.

"Loulou is called the innate seed of enlightenment by the entire Mahayana temple, and if it is placed in the Western Regions, it is like the reincarnation of the body that is born to know. Therefore, after the old abbot accepted him as a disciple, he did not let him completely belong to the Buddhism, nor did he take the Dharma name, and the three-legged cat kung fu on his body now was basically taught by me. Liangzhi then said to the fat man that he knew that although the fat man was kind on the surface, he was very stubborn in the face of great rights and wrongs, and if he didn't explain it to him clearly, even if the little monk was close to him, he would not be accepted by the fat man.

When the fat man heard this, he suddenly realized, and his gaze at the little monk softened again. Since he is not yet a disciple of Buddhism, then of course he has the freedom to act on his own.

But the little monk on the side was not happy.

"Hey, I'm talking about Brother Liang, what's going on? Anyway, I'm also a six-volume monk now. There are also many Buddhist scriptures, where is the three-legged cat kung fu. Lou Lou was a little aggrieved and hurriedly defended.

Liang Zhi ignored the chattering little monk, he pulled the little county lord down, and wiped her slightly oily mouth with his sleeve. Feeling that she didn't look good at eating, some shy Hanamaki was amused and giggled, and Ryoyuki rubbed her head.

"Hanamaki. Liang Zhi said softly, "In a while, my brother needs to let you sleep and let the little monk of Loulou treat you." Don't look at the little monk and look unreliable, but he is a first-class doctor in this world. Don't worry, just sleep for two hours, and when you wake up, we'll go eat crab roe porridge together!"

When the little county lord heard that it was a big matter to cure himself, he immediately became honest, and his big eyes rolled: "Then I want to eat a big bowl!" She took the opportunity to put forward conditions.

"No problem!" Ryoyuki agreed with a smile, stretched out his right hand, and slapped the little county lord as an agreement, and then put his index finger and ring finger together, and gently touched her eyebrows, making her fall asleep. Xiaobai took out a jade bed prepared in advance from the mustard seeds, and Ryoyuki carefully put her on it.

The fat man stood up, a little overwhelmed.

Ryoyuki motioned for him to be calm, then stood in front of the jade bed, slowly closing his eyes.

Inside the small temple, all sounds disappeared in an instant.

It is as if it has been stripped by heaven and earth.

A moment later.

"Knock !!"

A huge drum beat that the people of the yang world could not hear, resounded through the heavens and the earth!

Countless transparent figures continue to converge around the small temple, kneeling on one knee!

Above the 10,000-meter sky, a beautiful figure lay on the clouds to rest, she glanced at the temple at the moment when the drum sounded, and eight words flashed in her heart:

The ghost art of the world, the heavenly bell and the soul drum.