Gimod replied with help: "These days, there is a senior monk from the Central Plains with his disciples, who comes to sit down and talk with his teacher every night. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the teacher benefited a lot from it, and his mood changed greatly, and most of the injuries were healed unconsciously. ”

At this time, he heard Jimod talk about the frequent visit of two Central Plains monks, and he was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that these two Central Plains monks were the two monks in Tongma's mouth, and if he could meet these two people, he might be able to know Li Jing's whereabouts.

He grabbed one of Gimod's hands and said hurriedly, "Where are those two monks now, can you help introduce them to me?"

Jimod estimated in his heart and said, "Liu Shaoxia, don't worry, look at this hour, those two senior monks should be coming soon." ”

After hearing this, Liu Yu hurriedly said: "Then I'll wait here!"

The Darur disciples in the tent had been protected by him before, and they were grateful to him, so they hurriedly got up and asked him to sit down.

For a moment, the tent suddenly fell silent, and only the sound of Nakhapa's chanting remained.

Nakhapa's mouth recited the Lengyan Sutra, "The first Lengyan Samadhi is immeasurable, it can show all the divine power of the Buddha, and immeasurable sentient beings will benefit......

The sound of the meridian is like water, warming this worrying night.

Liu Yu was very impatient in his heart, but after hearing this scripture, he unconsciously calmed down. He closed his eyes and felt the sound of the compassionate Buddha. Time passed slowly, and it was unaware of it.

I don't know how long later, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and two monks, an old man and a strong monk, entered uninvited. One of the old monks smiled at Nakhapa and said, "The old man has been listening outside the tent for a long time, and your Dharma has improved again!"

Nakhapa stopped chanting and fell to the ground, "Everything depends on the teachings of the master! Nakhapa has lived for so many years, and what he has done is not unjust even if he goes to hell." It wasn't until I met the master that I got a glimpse of the way to the Dharma!"

The disciples of the Daruer faction hurriedly knelt on the ground and chanted the Buddha's name.

The old monk stretched out his thin palm and stroked the top of Nakhapa's head, "Amitabha, it's not too late for you to understand this, it's good!"

He lifted Nakhaba from the ground and walked to the bed and sat down. The disciples of the Nakhapa and Darul sects stood respectfully to the side, ready to listen to the old monk's teachings.

He put down the sledgehammer in his hand, looked around, as if looking for something, and whispered in his mouth: "I haven't eaten meat for many days, and a bird is fading out of my mouth!"

His words woke up Liu Yu, who had quietly settled down, and Liu Yu opened his eyes when he heard the sound, his eyes fell on the face of the middle-aged monk, and he exclaimed: "Song Qiyun, it's you!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned to the old monk sitting on the central couch, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. It turned out that the middle-aged monk was Song Qiyun, who was a soldier in the Huangchao Army that year, and his current name is An Jingsi, and the old monk was the Puzhen monk, who had been stationed in the broken temple outside Wugou Village for a long time. Everyone in the village knew that there was an old monk there, but they didn't know his Dharma name, even Liu Yu was the same.

In the past two years, Liu Yu's appearance has changed a lot, and with a long sword scar on his right cheek, neither Monk Puzhen nor An Jingsi recognized him. At this time, I listened to his voice, and I remembered the situation of that day.

An Jingsi didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the master, he quietly leaned over to Liu Yu, slapped him on the shoulder, bit the root of his ear and said to him: "It's you kid who made me a monk, hehe, go find meat for me to eat, otherwise I'm not done with you today!"

Liu Yu cried out in pain, "Monks also eat meat?"

He shouted quite loudly, An Jingsi was startled, for fear that the master would blame him, so he hurriedly dragged him over and reached out to cover his mouth. The originally quiet and solemn atmosphere in the tent became a little funny because of the two people mixing together.

Although the disciples of Nakhapa, Jimod and the Darur faction were dissatisfied with Liu Yu, because he had great favors to the Darur faction, it was a bad attack.

Monk Puzhen didn't move, he beckoned to Liu Yu, "Child, come here!"

When Monk Jingsi saw that his master had summoned Liu Yu, he didn't dare to use force on him anymore, and hurriedly let go of his hand.

Liu Yu got rid of Monk Jingsi's arms, walked in front of Monk Puzhen, and bowed respectfully, "Boy, meet the master!"

Monk Puzhen looked at him with interest, "After Wugou Village was burned back then, your family disappeared. Lao Wei thought that you were killed by bandits, but I didn't expect you to live well in Khitan. It's good, it's good, it's really a good man!"

After hearing this, Liu Yu hurriedly corrected: "Master, I am the only one who was taken into exile by Khitan for some reason. My father and mother first went to Meizhen, Jiangnan to take refuge with my uncle, and then for some reason, the two went south to Guangzhou to do a small business. ”

After he met his old friend, his heart suddenly brightened, so he no longer hid it and told the truth one by one.

Pu Zhen was shocked when he heard this, "Jiangnan Meizhen, what's your mother's surname?"

"The surname is Fu!" Liu Yu replied honestly.

Monk Puzhen nodded slowly, and then turned to Monk Jingsi on the side and asked, "How long ago was the last time Fu Lingyun sent us a letter?"

Monk Jingsi replied, "Master, it's been about two months. At that time, it was his eldest disciple Zuo Mengqiu who sent a flying pigeon to inform us of the traces of the Tubo army, so that we could rush here. ”

Monk Puzhen smiled and said: "Very good, tomorrow you will send a copy of the book to Fu Lingyun Feige, and tell him that Lao Wei has found his own nephew." ”

Monk Jingsi hurriedly replied yes, and Monk Puzhen thought about it for a while, and said, "Don't send the letter." ”

He looked at Liu Yu and sighed in a low voice. As a person who has been friends with Yu Fuzi for decades, he knows that this person has a quirk in life, and he only loves elegance in his life, and despises ordinary people like dung. Although Liu Yu's appearance can be regarded as masculine and tough, he is far from being elegant and handsome, and he has a long sword scar on his face, which makes him look a little vulgar and hideous.

If Yu Fuzi learns that he has such an "ordinary man" apprentice, I am afraid that not only will he not be happy, but he will also be angry because of it. In the end, not only did he not become a good person, but he did a bad thing.

At the same time, Liu Yu also has his own calculations in his heart. He didn't have any feelings for the uncle he had never met, but he was always worried about Li Jing's whereabouts. He saw that since Monk Puzhen was an acquaintance, it was better to talk about something straight to the point, so he asked: "Master, I have a friend named Li Jing, who is a little girl with braided hair and looks very ...... It's beautiful, have you seen her?" )