"You're finally here!"

Just as he was about to knock at the door, Fang Yuan shouted loudly from behind, startling Fuchen.

"Have you gone to Master Abbot?"

Fuchen watched Fang Yuan walk over standing under the circular door, so he guessed that he should go to the abbot master.

"I'm going to study Buddhism with Master!"

Fang Yuan walked into Fuchen in a few steps.

"Why are you so diligent now!"

Fuchen looked at Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan had only done the homework that had to be required before, and then he was a person who stayed still in his room.

"Hey, since the last time I saw you face up to others on stage, I felt that the gap between me and you was getting bigger and bigger, so I begged the master to teach me!"

As he spoke, Fang Yuan pulled the floating dust into the house, poured tea and took out the snacks he had hidden, the same as before.

"This is Chang'an asking me to return you!"

Fuchen took out the silver left by Chang'an, and then made up some by himself, at the beginning, there were only a few shadows a month, and it was definitely not enough for Fang Yuan's gold, so Fu Chen made up for the less, put it on the table, and pushed it to Fang Yuan's side.

"No, how can I ask for this!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand and pushed the silver back.

"This is left to you by Chang'an, what's the matter with me holding it!"

Floating dust continued to push over and explained.

"Speaking of the dust, you can be regarded as soaring now! The pilgrims who come to the temple are talking about you!"

Fang Yuan opened his big eyes and said happily as he looked at Fuchen.

"I'm afraid it's not a good word!"

Fuchen held his forehead and smiled.

"Yes, there are people who say shameless, but everyone calls you Li Fuchen, the first scum of Dongning City!"

Fang Yuan laughed out loud as he spoke, not caring at all that the floating dust was not around.

"That's getting too much......"

Fuchen heard words like scum and shameless, but now he has added a first, and this grade has risen several grades.

"Yes, they said that as soon as you fight, you hide behind people, and after you are exposed, you will pull the crowd to beat and intimidate the other side in the finals, and finally hit the young city lord in the face, hahaha......"

As he spoke, Fang Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"That's right, they said that you are more excessive than instructing others to beat girls younger than yourself, and after you can't beat them, you will go up and kick others yourself, hahaah......"

"That's what the pilgrims who come to the temple say, but that's right!"

Saying that, Fang Yuan had to go too far, so he endured his mouth, and his face was about to deform.

"Laugh if you want to, don't hold back ......"

Fuchen said speechlessly, and then calmly took a sip of tea, these are used to listening, nothing.

"They said that you molested others, and then they were dragged to the house to train you, anyway, there are all kinds of versions!"

"Poof......

Fuchen squirted a sip of tea onto Fang Yuan's face, and Fang Yuan's uncontrollable laughter was also frozen.

"The pilgrims in the temple say, especially since most of the pilgrims are women, you know......"

Fang Yuan wiped the tea on his face with his hand and complained.

"Excuse me!

Fuchen immediately took a towel from the washing shelf and handed it to Fang Yuan.

"The Buddha once said: Lions do not tremble at the sound of sounds, and Master also said"

"If you can't say it, you'll have to call me a thief. ”

Fuchen said with some emotion, why does a good person have such a bad reputation.

"Do you want to go and see my master first?"

After Fang Yuan wiped the tea on his face, he said to the floating dust.

Fuchen immediately agreed, otherwise if we continue to talk like this, I'm afraid there won't be enough tea.

However, it was not enough for Fang Yuan to wipe it, and he also went to take a bath, because his clothes were also a little dirty, according to Fang Yuan's words, we people who worship Buddha must keep it clean at all times.

After grinding for a long time, the two came to the courtyard next door, and at this time, the abbot master happened to be drinking tea under the pavilion in the courtyard.

"Fuchen, you're here!"

Master Abbot put down his teacup and looked at it with a smile.

Fuchen watched Master Abbot speak to him, folded his hands and saluted, and followed Fang Yuan down to the pavilion.

At this time, the scenery in the courtyard is similar to that when I came to Dongning City, and now two full years have passed.

Looking at the scenery in the courtyard, I unconsciously thought of myself when I first came to Dongcheng City, unlike this courtyard, I have matured a lot now, and I don't want to be lonely as hard as I was at the beginning.

In the same way, I didn't find any of the people I should be looking for, but the thought of leaving this Dongning City was mixed with some uneasiness in joy.

"How did Master Abbot know I was coming?"

Sitting down at the table under the pavilion, looking at the three cups of tea in front of him, Fuchen asked curiously.

"When I heard Fang Yuan's laughter, I knew it was you!"

Master Abbot said with a smile and motioned for Fuchen to drink tea.

Fuchen looked at the tea in front of him, and thought that the abbot master was also like an old beggar, a master, but after listening to such an explanation, he knew that he was wrong.

Shaking his head slightly, he picked up the teacup in his hand, and there was still a trace of residual warmth on it.

"I'm afraid it's a farewell to the floating dust!"

Master Abbot said directly.

"Are you leaving?" too, you're going to Ranshen Mountain......

Fang Yuan was surprised at first, and then thought that Fuchen had obtained the assessment qualifications, so he naturally wanted to leave Dongning City, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

"Yes, I don't know when I will be able to come to the temple again to meet the abbot......

Fuchen saw that the abbot master directly broke it, and he didn't have to think about saying goodbye, which was also a good thing.

"The world is impermanent, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future!"

Master Abbot still said with a smile.

But Fuchen didn't care, he really didn't know when he would come back, the time was dangerous, Fuchen had also seen the death of the person who cultivated immortals in the North Pass, and the position of the station was different, but the danger still existed.

The three of them chatted together, and it was evening all of a sudden.

After the three of them had eaten together, the abbot took a yellow-covered scripture book from the room and handed it to Fuchen.

At this time, the road is far away, and there is nothing to give, the donor has a relationship with the Buddha, and the poor monk will give the donor a Buddhist scripture, which can be used to pass the time in the donor's spare time. ”

Master Abbot said rigorously.

"Thank you, Master Abbot! ”

The floating dust turned out to be a little yellowed and worn-out scriptures in the abbot's hand, and there were three words on the cover, but the floating dust didn't know it, that is, it was the kindness of the abbot master, so he accepted it.

I won't forget, not only to read the scriptures, but also to save lives, take in, and give guidance, I owe too much, although I can't read, but I won't be literate in the future?

Sure enough, literacy is a big and difficult problem, and I must study hard in the future!

After saying that, he took advantage of the night and left the temple.

At night, walking on the road, it is inevitable to recall the night when I first came to Dongning City, and at this time, I came and went, and the difference was so big.

When I was in a roadside tobacco shop, I bought some tobacco for the old beggar, and walked and walked unconsciously to the City God Temple.

"I forgot to invite everyone to dinner in the evening......"

Thinking of this, Fuchen felt a little embarrassed.

Entering the City God Temple with a thick face, everyone welcomed them warmly.

"Floating dust is back?"

"Come back, come back, what do you do with so many things!"

"The dust comes up and the mountain is chaotic, you can take care of us more!"

"Hahaha......"

Everyone, you and I said word by word, Fuchen talked to everyone for a long time, and then got out and came to the backyard, and saw the old beggar sitting on the stage smoking dry tobacco.

Fuchen took the tobacco bag from the old beggar's body, took out the bag of tobacco from his bosom and put it in, and after the old beggar finished smoking, the cigarette stick knocked on the stone a few times, and Fuchen immediately filled it with new tobacco and pressed it.

"Boxing?"

"Practice!"

As he spoke, Fuchen put aside the book given by the abbot in his arms, and then went down to practice boxing.

"Old beggar, I made a good cash out that day, didn't I?"

As soon as Fuchen made his first fist gesture, he said to the old beggar with a smile.

"Make do!"

The old beggar took a sharp puff of his cigarette and said.

"That's okay, I took the first place!"

Fuchen changed his posture and said with some complaints.

"After fighting for a long time, I almost beat myself to death before knocking over others, and you are embarrassed to say ......"

The old beggar paused, sighed, and continued.

"Shame on you......"

Fuchen saw that the old beggar didn't mean to praise himself at all, so let's continue to practice boxing.

But the question that the old beggar said had been haunting his mind, and indeed, he had been fighting for so long......

Fuchen practiced a set of boxing over and over again, and the boxing of the previous military middle school was put down, and he honestly practiced "Called Huazi Boxing".

After practicing ten times, an hour has passed, and I am already sweating, but fortunately, I am not as tired as I was at the beginning.

When he got to the old beggar, he saw the old beggar reading the book given to him by the abbot.

"Old beggar, is there any benefit to this book?"

Fuchen looked at the old beggar and saw it with relish, and thought of the boxing book that Old Man Xu asked Lao Huang to send over, so he asked curiously.

"Yes!"

The old beggar said with the same smiling lewd smile.

"What kind of good exercises or fists?"

Looking at the old beggar's smile, this made Fuchen look forward to it even more.

"Calm the mind and calm ......"

The old beggar said word by word.

"What?"

Fuchen didn't believe what he heard, so he asked again.

"What do you think, you think you are the son of the emperor, what do you want!"

The old beggar picked up the book in his hand and knocked on the head of the floating dust, and said scoldingly.

"What's the name of this book?"

The floating dust was beaten and you knew, this is not the effect of Buddhist scriptures, so I asked for the name.

"The Diamond Sutra is all over the street, so I hear it...... You don't know. ”

With that, the old beggar threw the book to Fuchen, got up and walked to the center of the backyard.

"Come, I'll teach you to practice again. ”

As he spoke, the old beggar made a gesture of his hand.

Fuchen followed, stood next to the old beggar, and practiced the set of "Called Huazi Boxing" again.

An old and a young are at ease in this moonlight.

When leaving, Fuchen picked up the book and stroked it, then came to his own corner, put the book in his bag, and read it again when he was literate.