There are two main streets crisscrossing the town of Buddha's feet, which are called Bodhi and Mingjing, and the intersection is called the cross street, and there are many restaurants, and the prosperity is abnormal.

Mingjing Street, where the Zhu Mansion is located, is mostly either rich or expensive, and it is a place where the residences of squires and celebrities gather.

Zhu's courtyard is five into, with a small garden, covering an area of only a few acres, the scale is naturally far from the residence of the neighbors, the victory is in the courtyard of the building is unique, carved beams and paintings, meticulously crafted, often see the article in the subtleties.

Today, there is an expatriate steward who came to Zhu's mansion to pay tribute, and the head of the family, Zhu Xun, ordered someone to set up a few tables of banquets in the evening.

The small garden behind the courtyard, the pavilion is hidden in the verdant wood, the water pavilion is hidden in the splendid flowers, and the mind is revealed everywhere, which is quiet and elegant and unconventional.

At this time, most of the people in the Zhu Mansion gathered in the front yard, and the garden here was sparsely populated, which seemed a little quiet and deserted.

Jing Qing and Lan Shan were sitting on an ancient tree in the courtyard at this time, and there was an enchantment around them, and the outside world had no way to explore.

Several black-clothed figures crossed the wall and entered, like a raccoon cat landing silently, sneakily touching towards a rockery.

Jing Qing leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, bent on one knee, dangling on one leg, and holding a jar of aged wine with fresh soil in his hand, his posture was lazy and relaxed, although he looked at those sneaky figures out of the corner of his eyes, he was indifferent.

Lan Shan sat on the trunk of a tree not far away with his legs dangling, with a few empty altars beside him, at this time, he was a little drunk, looking at the group of young people, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes flashed coldly. With a flick of his left hand, a finger-length branch broke through the air.

The most athletic man among the thieves suddenly stiffened, and his body shook and almost fell down.

The man was also a ruthless man, the right thigh was dripping with blood, and he pulled it out without saying a word, and at the same time waved his hand to stop the accomplices who were coming around, and spread out his palm, and a bloody branch lay in the palm of his hand.

The man in black looked at the ancient tree, but was obscured by the enchantment, and it was difficult to see the clues, the man in black's eyes flickered a few times, and his heart was clear, the hidden master had no intention of taking his own life, so he stood up and arched his hand towards the ancient tree.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no further means, he clenched his teeth and lowered his body to order to everyone: "The wind is tight, pull and breathe!"

A group of frightened birds suddenly scattered, and the rabbits fell and disappeared in an instant.

Jing Qing Dynasty Lanshan shook the wine jar, then raised his head to drink, and after a long rest, Jing Qing asked with interest: "You are still a good person, what is the heel of this Zhu family?"

Arashiyama elbowed the empty jar, smiled intoxicatedly, and scooped up a new jar of wine.

"The Zhu family was born and raised in Fojiao Town, and was not prominent before, doing a small business of paper money, incense and candles, and then gradually prospered after being run by the current head of the family.

The head of the Zhu family is named Zhu Xun, who is a temperamental person who is skilled in human affection, righteousness and wealth, and travels extensively on weekdays.

In order to find some livelihood for everyone, he recommended the monks in the temple to do some miscellaneous work in the hanging temple.

Later, because of its excellent craftsmanship and fair price, it was gradually recognized by the temple, and gradually took over all the civil engineering projects in the temple, and the surrounding towns and villages were also invited, and the Zhu family became rich here. ”

"Oh! So Zhu Xun is a good person and a good reward, unintentionally inserted into the willows and willows, interesting!" Jing Qingqu pointed to the altar, and his eyes became brighter and brighter the more he drank.

Arashiyama took out a piece of talisman paper and a rat whisker pen from his bosom, dipped the brush in his mouth, and wrote with a wave of ink.

"There will be afterglow in the house of goodness. ”

Lan Shan smiled at the paper, folded the written rune paper into a paper crane, took advantage of the upsurge wine burp, a mouthful of rich wine sprayed towards the palm, the paper crane instantly full of aura, slowly bent its neck and spread its wings in the palm of its hand, like a living thing, Lan Shan shook gently, and the paper crane flew towards the front yard of Zhu Mansion.

The cups in front of Zhu's mansion are staggered, the voices are boiling, it is the lively moment of the banquet, a touch of brown light suddenly enters, and a delicate paper crane hovers on the dining table in front of Zhu Xun, Zhu Xun opened it carefully after a little hesitation, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he didn't care about the banquet everyone, stuffed the rune paper into his sleeve, hurriedly called the left and right henchmen, and hurried to the backyard.

"Wonderful!" Jing Qing clapped his hands and laughed, not knowing whether it was Zanlanshan's epilogue or Zanlanshan's magical means. Jing Qing wiped the residual wine on his beard and suddenly changed the topic.

"There is a long-aged turtle in the release pond of the Hanging Temple, which can be boiled to accompany wine. ”

"No, that old turtle was originally ......" Lan Shan woke up three minutes when he heard this, and wanted to stop it, but unfortunately he was slow to speak, and Jing Qing's figure disappeared in a flash. Lan Shan smiled bitterly speechlessly, waved his hand and sacrificed a Wuyue Shapeshifting Talisman, his fingers interlaced and flashed with a flash of inspiration, following closely behind.

The night is as cool as water, and the insects are lonely.

There is a child in scale armor waving a branch by the release pond of the Hanging Temple, and he is directing a team of shrimp soldiers and crabs to send troops to set up a formation, and he is having a lot of fun.

Suddenly, an invisible net of light suddenly appeared in mid-air, covering the child, and the crabs and shrimp soldiers scattered in horror and fled into the water.

The child sometimes transforms into a huge giant turtle without friends, and sometimes restores the body of a small and delicate child, but the light net is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, changing with the child's body as the child's body grows and changes, no matter how the child tears and bites, it is useless, the child has nothing to do, and desperately shouts for help up the mountain.

"Help, little monk, come and save me! If you don't come again, you will be arrested!"

Jing Qing stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the struggling child with interest, and muttered to himself: "A hundred years old, the meat will not be too old, nor too tender, simmer slowly for an hour, just right, the meat is full, soft and elastic." ”

The child looked at Jing Qing Sensen's white teeth, and felt more and more trembling and uneasy, and cried out in despair.

"Stinky monk, say that I am safe, I will drop the chain at the critical moment, die monk, stay monk, I will never be able to play with you in the future, woo woo woo woo ......"

"Amitabha!"

With a Buddha horn, the moonlight by the pool suddenly became a cluster, and the abbot of Zhiran stepped out of the aperture.

The old turtle named Xiao Yuan saw that the backer was coming, his tense heart relaxed, and his arrogance rose with it, and he didn't struggle in the net, the old god sat down cross-legged in Zai, grinning at the corners of his mouth, and shouted arrogantly towards Jing Qing.

"That old man, do you know who the person who came back here is? Master Zhiran, the abbot of the Hanging Temple, be sensible and let the master go, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"Oh!" Jing Qing responded honestly, his curled fingers slowly opened, and the light net slowly loosened.

Xiao Yuan's little hand patted his chest, and he was secretly glad that Jing Qing's fingers suddenly bent back, and he saw that the light net suddenly flickered and contracted, and Xiao Yuan, who had relaxed his vigilance, was immediately tied into a dumpling, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Old fellow, you cheat! Quickly let go of the master!"

Xiao Yuan's body was difficult to move, and his mouth was not idle, and he was noisy.

"Xiao Yuan, if you use foul language again, don't blame the monk for not remembering the old feelings, and choose to stand by. ”

Xiao Yuan is actually timid by nature, relying on Zhiran's momentum on weekdays, he is a master in the nest, today he was detained by Jing Qing, and his life is currently in the hands of others, listening to Zhiran's reprimand, where he dares to be arrogant and playful, he is busy pursing his mouth, but he looks at Zhiran with earnest eyes.

Zhiran saluted Jing Qing eleven times and smiled kindly.

"Jing Qingzhen came to the Hanging Temple late at night, and the old man missed the welcome, sin!"

Jing Qing's body was smoky, his finger was Xiao Yuan, and he smiled playfully at Zhiran: "Abbot Zhiran, you are a little interesting!"

Jing Qing made a pun, Zhiran was not annoyed, and sincerely persuaded with his palms together: "The Bodhisattva should contemplate that everything is flesh, all according to his parents, pus and blood are not pure, red and white are harmonious, and life is not pure." Real people are people who come out of the dust, and don't kill for no reason because of oral desires. ”

Jing Qing took out a jar of new wine from his sleeve, waved his hand to pat open the mud, the rich aroma of wine diffused, although Xiao Yuan was in a difficult situation, he was still inevitably deeply attracted by the rich aroma, his throat unconsciously swallowed a few times, Jing Qing smiled:

"A great Buddhist once said: Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. I think so. ”

When Xiao Yuan heard this, his body was cold, like falling into hell.

Zhiran held the rosary in his hand, and his eyes showed compassion.

"Flesh and blood are full of preciousness, and the general pain and grievances are difficult to reach. Put yourself in their shoes and ask yourself who can cut themselves with a knife. ”

Jing Qing took a sip of the wine in the jar and disagreed.

"The Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle and fulfilled the eagle's appetite, what does the master think?"

"The old man can't do it. ”

"Oh?" Jing Qing took the wine jar in his hand and looked at Zhiran with interest, his eyes surprised.

Zhiran smiled embarrassedly and replied honestly: "The poor monk is afraid of pain." ”

"Hahaha! Interesting!" Jing Qing stroked his beard and laughed, his laughter was hearty, and the sound shook the mountains and forests.

Zhiran didn't smile, and glanced at Jing Qing lightly.

"Jing Qingren came to visit late at night, it shouldn't be just to tease a brute, right?"

"I'm actually here to find fault, just to fight you. ”

Jing Qing's face is upright, exuding the coercive momentum of the whole body, the mountain wind stops, and the insects are silent.

At the same time, Zhi Ran Baoxiang's solemn eyes showed compassion, and a white halo rippled around his body, and the insects and frogs and drums shrouded in the halo gradually came to life.

Zhiran and Jingqing's aura spread out at the same time, forming two realms between the fields, half fierce and indifferent, half warm and friendly, the two completely different momentum showed a trend of confrontation, heaven and earth Yuan Qi was constantly clamoring, and countless Qi breaths were surging, forming an aurora streamer, changing non-stop.

Xiao Yuan was between the two, in the turbulent whirlpool, miserable, only felt stiff, difficult to breathe, and waved his little hands helplessly.

Zhiran took a step forward and covered Xiao Yuan's body with a palm on the light net, and the light net suddenly trembled, gradually melting like spring snow, turning into a stream of fireflies flowing around.

As soon as Xiao Yuan got out of trouble, he didn't flee immediately because of his righteousness, curled up behind Zhiran, a pair of small hands pulled his trousers, carefully poked out a small head, and stared at Jing Qing with unkind eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything cruel.

Zhiran wrapped the rosary in his hand around his wrist, and smiled helplessly at Jing Qing, "Poor monks don't fight." ”

"Afraid of pain?" Jing Qing smiled and moved forward, while slowly raising his arms, ready to go.

"Stop!"

With a soft drink, a small seal suddenly appeared on the scene, Liuhua converged, Qi Liu Pingning, Lanshan, and finally Yan Shan was late.