It's not a year, and a huge firework blooms in Jinyun City, but the people in the city have long been surprised, and it must not be anyone's house

The alleys in the kitchen are evil enough, and I want to be a little elegant, after all, I always gnaw on the twisted melon, and I find that it is not sweet...

But there are few experienced know-it-alls in Jinyun City who know what it means, and there is a fire word in the fireworks

Whoever takes this name from the girl is the parents who are mixed up, and they can't be so violent about the pearl in their palms, and they can't be sure which big force it is

The contact code...

It seems that tonight, this Jinyun City is going to change, hurry up and find a safe place to stay, and it must be convenient to see the excitement and save the city gate

Fire, plague pond fish...

While the fireworks withered, the mountain temple was instantly lit up...

After the morning bell and dusk bell, the bell rings again through the heavens of the mountain temple, which is extremely rare...

It is no longer a hundred and eight sounds, nor is it unhurried, it is rapid and intense, the rhythm is like a war drum, and everyone who hears it is struck by the heart...

In addition to the Buddha, all the leaders of the mountain temple, there are countless people who break the hole and break the tower and break the door, and five or six out of ten are what I have not seen and cannot call the law

No.

The aura of slaughter is permeated with steaming, where is he still like a monk...

Their age, enlightenment and meditation are a little late... But to kill someone, this age is just right...

Abbot Gu Hai glanced around slightly, his eyes pierced people's hearts like a sword, and all the monks bowed their heads everywhere he went... Submit...

Yunzhou is used to being comfortable, and from time to time it is necessary to knock and knock... Otherwise, I really forgot who the heaven is here...

The abbot Guhai waved his robe and took the lead in dodging away... The mana is fully opened, one step of 100 meters, and the other three first and mountain temples are also the best

Immediately after that, the brilliance of various magic weapons flowed, and the stars in the night sky at this moment were full.

The true heritage of the mountain temple, this moment is fully revealed...

"Someone, someone, grab that old boy and castrate his useless object to the dog!"

The Mobei swordsman pulled his pants and escaped, his face full of fresh claw marks...

The old bustard chased after him in disheveled clothes, and tried his best to make a difference... Where do you care about the swaying half-dew of a white flower on the chest...

Mobei swordsman was in a hurry, jumped on the stage, and as a result, he mixed a round hard object, fell a sturdy dog and gnawed to death, and looked back.

The whites of his eyes rolled, and he fainted with fright, even if he didn't faint, he couldn't wait to knock himself out with a brick...

coincided with the kick of the Mobei swordsman, kicked off the brocade hat of the ancient fire, and rolled down the edge of the old bustard's embroidered shoes...

The ring scar exposed by the ancient fire, combined with the fiery red beard, in this Jinyun City, even a five-year-old yellow-mouthed child with a little insight can do it

Guess who he is...

"Oh my God, he's the Ancient Fire Zen Master of the Mountain Temple!"

The old bustard also learned from the Mobei swordsman, the whites of his eyes rolled, he fainted, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead...

When everyone in the hall heard it, where did they still have the heart to manage such idle things...

His expression was even more mixed in an instant, and he rushed out to escape...

Two young men in a snow and a purple shirt exclaimed again and again, hurting us and others...

I couldn't wait to tear a few pieces of pink curtain, wrap them in my face, and flee out in panic...

provoked the behemoth of the mountain temple, which is not inferior to the existence of the Yunzhou Imperial Temple.

Yunzhou people say that two SHI eaves can shelter from the wind and rain, one is the eaves of the mountain temple, and the other is the eaves of the royal family...

It can shelter you from the wind and rain at the same time, but you are also under the eaves and have to bow your head...

Just about to escape, Xiangyunfang thought of the enchantment, and everyone hit the stone wall...

When the first few people were in front of them, they had a splitting headache, and at the same time they shot back, they fell into the crowd and fell down...

Gu Hai, the abbot of the mountain temple, was already standing on the stage in the hall, and he took off the black veil, like an ordinary middle-aged man with a strange appearance, looking like a human animal

Harmless, the twelve burning ring scars on his head are as bright red as blood beads, but no one can see the river and sea in the depths of his eyes...

He looked at the motionless Gu Huo, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but when his eyes turned to the plum blood hairpin, he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

Instantly crawling with bloodshots, like a dragon entrenched...

He stretched out his hand, without pinching it, but sucked the plum blood hairpin into his palm...

The blood of the ancient fire sprayed on his face, he didn't wipe it away, he didn't care...

"Lan Songyu, why did she come to Yunzhou?"

Abbot Gu Hai frowned, staring at the plum blood hairpin, but after thinking for a while, he relaxed...

"It seems that Gu Huo should be on the Red Flower List?"

"But whose bounty is it?"

After only a small section of incense, the monks of the mountain temple have already stood in the hall and the entire water alley...

In this battle, the royal family of Ren Yunzhou will inevitably panic when they see it...

The guests were all huddled in a small corner, shivering, how could this big monk who usually seemed to be kind and kind be so fierce tonight

Hey, could it be that Chengdu has fallen into the devil collectively?

Seeing this scene, the monks had nothing to say, only solemn Xiao Killing, all waiting for the instructions of the abbot Gu Hai...

"Amitabha..."

"My junior brother has been in charge of the Martial Buddha Hall for fifteen years, slaying demons and subduing demons, although he still has to clean the world, but he has also killed too much, and he has been bewitched by the charm and spirit.

Caught in the sam... Near killing, far Buddha fire... Color is me, I am color, lock color with my body, it is a great detachment, a great true self..."

The way is not greedy and ambiguous, but it is really shameless, such an evil monk was guilty of a few words by the abbot

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

The monks have a lot of feelings, different expressions, grief and indignation... Astonished... Numbness... Some even secretly rejoiced in a little disguise, only the old guys

Indifferent glances, unhappy as usual...

"Spread the decree of the law... The first ancient fire in the Wufo Hall, plastic flesh and golden body, forever enjoy the incense... Blessing the Friendship Number, the Venerable Evil Color, warn me of the world, the evil color

Shitta, Amitabha..."

Suddenly, the abbot's gaze swept towards the side door and the Mobei swordsman, and his gaze gradually became cold.

"It's you guys, what are you doing here..."

"I... I..."

A few of us had to come out and kneel in front of the abbot Gu Hai... I stammered in fright, and I didn't know how to answer...

"By the way, we're here to arrest him..."

As soon as the law monk pointed at me, I was shocked, but it was also instantly clear, and the rest were too lazy to think about it, and I didn't bother to look...

"He is in the same group as the demon girl who killed the ancient fire Zen master, and he also has such a hairpin, and now he is in his arms!"

But they really grasped the life-saving straw and frantically slandered and spread rumors...

Mobei swordsman is even more a carp stood up, where is still faint, both hands in my arms for a moment, and pulled out the bloodless hairpin, again

Knelt down and pinched in front of the abbot Gu Hai...

"We noticed that my junior brother was plotting against me, and I tracked it down with the ancient fire Zen master, but I didn't expect that the junior brother and the demon girl had already secretly communicated with each other.

The ancient fire Zen master fell for their tricks and died in the prime of life. Now that the human and material evidence are there, I hope that the abbot will be the master of our martial arts hall

Ahh

After that, several people burst into tears, and their grief was unusual... It seems that this relationship has a look...

I'm too lazy to argue, because I can't argue...

Anyway, you don't have to worry about having too much debt, and the same is true for the black pot... I lowered my head, but I didn't dare to look at the old guy's face...

"Yixin, where did you get this hairpin?"

"Picked up..."

"Good!"

Abbot Guhai laughed angrily, and with a palm of his forehand, he rushed to my heavenly spirit...

"Slow!"

"Senior Brother Gujuan still has something to say..."

Abbot Furumi is waiting for this word...

"Yixin is an abandoned baby in front of the mountain, and has been adopted by me since childhood. Although there are occasional stubbornness, but the temperament is still charitable and simple, frank and abnormal, bottom

The seeds are clean, the roots are red, and it is impossible to secretly communicate with demons!"

Although the old guy is the chief, he is scarred by 12 rings and wears yellow clothes, but he usually recites more scriptures, and he is bookish and sloppy.

I don't have much contact with people, and I have dug out all the ancestral heirlooms for me, and I am afraid that I understand this love, but I am also unkind

Finish.

Abbot Gu Hai He didn't understand this truth, he knew that it wasn't me, but now the matter needs a scapegoat to calm the anger of the people in the mountain temple,

To save face in the mountain temple, the specific details of the matter are estimated to be investigated by him slowly.

"Senior brother, leave me alive... The ancient scroll is willing to live in the place of his body, one life for another..."

"This thought..."

"I'll give it to you too..."

"After chanting for decades, you have only realized a little, are you really willing to do it?"

"Willing!"

"The Pure Land of Nothingness cannot tolerate evil obstacles, and your life can be kept, but you must leave this Yunzhou..."

"Yes..."

The old guy sat down calmly in front of Gu Hai, and Gu Hai didn't hesitate, and sat head-on...

The two monks and four palms are facing each other, and the Buddha's light is shining in an instant...

"Senior brother, I only have a trace of thought, but I know that I have really thought into the mystery, and I am only two or three silks worse than him... Disciple, today I will give you nine thoughts,

Leave him a memory... The road ahead, without me, you have to grasp it... ”

Telecommunication through the air, it turns out that this old guy will also...

A divine enveloped me, and I closed my eyes to feel the last warmth the old guy gave me... Just like the fireworks just now, the last bloom of the warmth

Warm, it must be brilliant...

A hundred years of truth... Ten years of silk thoughts, ninety years of silk reading...

When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was desolate...

It's been a long dream... Did I dream of those 80 years of life? Or did I dream of this dream for those 80 years of life?

The years have pushed me into a wider confusion, and I can't see through it...

But the old fellow saw the confusion in my eyes, but smiled with relief...

After this laugh, the old guy instantly raised his eyebrows, and he was old...

The tears on the old face were full of love...

"According to the heart, I have given up my life as a teacher to help you realize the Buddha... What about hell? What about Western bliss? Where is it, as you say,

The Buddha must be happy..."

"A cup out of the rivers and lakes, can you drink a cup of nothing?"

I picked up the flask on the side table and poured two glasses to it, and the old guy picked up one glass and drank it all... When I want to have a drink with him, old home

But the guy held my hand...

"A cup into the rivers and lakes, can you endure a cup of nothing?"

"Put the mountain temple in your heart and take it away... Follow... The temple is in the heart, the Buddha is on the way..."

"It's just a long sit-down for the teacher, so you don't have to wake me up..."

The old guy was still in tears, his hand slipped off mine, the oil ran out...

I did not shed tears, because there were no tears in great sorrow...

"Senior brother, you... You're confused... Is it worth it for you fool?"

Guhai does not have the beauty of adults, but it also begins to die and the fox is sad...

After all, those who can realize the slightest thought, even in the mountain temple, are not idle...

"As for the others in the house, let them go to Western Bliss..."

Before everyone in the corner could calm down, the golden Zen staff had already been slapped on their heads...

"My father is a purple spirit! Abbot Guhai, for the sake of my father's face, spare my life!"

"My father is the Snow Fox City Lord!

"Okay, give the two fathers a face, pull out their tongues... Chopping hands... If you dare to say what happened tonight, you will be wiped out..."

All the screams came to an abrupt end... The bell rang, the mountain temple lifted, the monk burned the torch, the poor scorched earth, and he didn't even leave his name...

Before I had time to grieve, I was kicked out of the mountain temple, and I didn't even have a mango shoe hat...

A thought of the Buddha swept me, and it was only a thought...

Mo thousands of miles of flowers, legend has it that a man meets a wonderful young woman, love is hard to find...

I know that she walks this thousand miles on the way home in the early spring of every three years, and has great perseverance to plant thousands of miles of flowers and trees...

Mo Shang flowers bloom, just to slow down her footsteps, occasionally stop, into today's lush scene, this is the ultimate infatuation...

I stepped on Mo, didn't stop, didn't look back...

Because my temple is in my heart, and the Buddha is on the road... Staying and looking back, there is no pursuit of me...

I took the bowl and wandered north all day and all night on this mo...

In the eyes of this March, with this flower tree as a backdrop, I am really afraid that the past will strike...

There is no bridge at the end, and I don't deserve to cross the bridge...

If you want to leave Yunzhou, you either walk over the lake or wait for the boat...

But I don't want to stay for a moment... Because no matter how cold the spring is, it can't be cold to the eyes of the world...

Barefoot and in rags, I walked alone across the melting icy lake...

Step by step, faltering, it seems that I have been suffering for many years...

And over there is the sunset, where I am happy......