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 teacher benefited a lot from it, and his mood changed greatly, and before he knew it, most of the injuries were healed. ”

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 Jimod'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 recited the Lengyan Sutra in his mouth, "The first Lengyan Samadhi is immeasurable, and all the divine powers of the Buddha can be demonstrated, and immeasurable sentient beings will be beneficial......

The sound of the warp is like water, warming this unsettling night.

Liu Yu was very impatient in his heart, and he unconsciously calmed down after hearing this scripture. 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, one old and one strong, 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!"

Seeing this, the disciples of the Daruer faction hurriedly knelt on the ground and chanted the Buddha's name in their mouths.

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 Nakhapa up from the ground, then 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.

The one-armed monk who followed the old monk did not mean this, he put down the sledgehammer in his hand, looked around, as if looking for something, and complained in a low voice: "I haven't eaten meat for many days, and a bird is fading out of my mouth!"

Maybe it was because the distractions in his words were too strong, and he woke up Liu Yu, who was in a state of flux. After Liu Yu woke up, he hurriedly opened his eyes, 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 back then, and his current name was An Jingsi. And that old monk is the monk Puzhen, who once stayed in the ruined temple outside Wugou Village for a long time. Everyone in the village knew that there was an old monk in the temple, but they never knew his Dharma name, even Liu Yu.

In the past two years, Liu Yu's appearance has changed a lot, and with a long sword scar on his right cheek, Monk Puzhen and An Jingsi have not recognized him. It was only now that I listened to him and 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 the Dalur faction were dissatisfied with Liu Yu, because he had great favors to the Dalur faction, it was a bad attack.

Monk Puzhen didn't move, he beckoned to Liu Yu, and said kindly: "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 arm, walked in front of Monk Puzhen, and bowed respectfully, "Boy, meet the master!"

Monk Puzhen looked at him with interest, "When the old man went out to make a fortune, he came back and learned that Wugou Village had been burned and your family was missing. 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 Jiangnan Meizhen to seek 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. ”

After listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Yu was even more surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this old monk to be able to talk to his famous uncle.

Monk Puzhen smiled at his apprentice: "Very good, tomorrow you will pass a copy of Fu Lingyun's flying pigeon and tell him that the old man 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 with a long sword scar on his face, he looks even more vulgar and hideous.

If Yu Fuzi learned that he had such an "ordinary man" nephew, he would not only not be happy, but would also be angry. 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. When he saw that Monk Puzhen was an acquaintance, he thought it was better to get straight to the point, so he asked: "Master, I have a friend named Li Jing, a little girl with braided hair, and she is very ...... It's beautiful, have you seen her?" )