In Chang'an City, the Hundred Monks have been completed for several days, and these foreign monks have left Beijing one after another, and finally returned a peace to Chang'an. Although in the good season, whether it is an ordinary household or a shop stall, life is not bad. But being persuaded every day and being turned into a fate every day is somewhat annoying. Especially those shops on the street, I can't say that I have to meet more than a dozen dials every day, don't give it, I look at the monks who come to see it, and there are a bunch of disciples behind me, I want to give it, it's really a little painful.

Now, the last group of monks who placed orders in Ximing Temple are also leaving.

At the side gate of Ximing Temple, a thin monk with a good appearance hurriedly went out, and without taking two steps, he saw a fat-headed monk. The two greeted each other from afar, stepped aside, and began to talk.

These two people are the monks who Li Bing and Ma Xuewen met in the restaurant that day, got meaty, and said that Ma Xuewen was "unclean".

"Let's go, find a place to drink two pots and give you candies." The fat-headed monk pulled the person and was about to leave.

The thin monk dragged back: "Eh~! I won't drink the wine, I'm here to say goodbye to you." There is not much time, it will be morning class soon, and after lunch, we will be leaving!"

The fat-headed monk was stunned: "It's really gone! This is the most prosperous time of the year in Chang'an, why don't you stay for two more days? Your uncle himself doesn't like to play, so he has to think about the little disciples below." ”

The thin monk sighed: "Under the New Year's Festival, there are many things in the temple. The holy decree is that the senior teachers and uncles have all come to Chang'an, can't this temple be able to deal with it? Now that the matter of Ximing Temple is over, we also have to go back quickly. The thin monk paused and said:

"This is still because Uncle Shi lost his strength in the Dharma of the hundred monks a few days ago and needed to recuperate, so he stayed for a few more days. You look at the other temples that left a few days ago. "The uncle of this thin monk is the master Xuhui who laid out the "Weibei Restoration Array" for Ximing Temple.

And he himself is a closed disciple of the abbot of the Beiluo Temple of the Bosha Sect, a monk of the "Xian" generation, and his Dharma name is "Xiancheng".

As for this fat monk, he is one of the disciples of the notorious "Bujie Temple", and his Dharma name is "Buxiang".

This non-precept temple is a wonderful flower in Buddhism, not only does not abide by the small precepts, but even does not abide by the five major precepts of Buddhism. The so-called five precepts are killing, stealing, fornication, lying and drinking. Even if he also believes in Shakyamuni and practices the inner strength of Buddhism, it is not recognized by other temples.

If it weren't for the many deeds on the rivers and lakes that were still compassionate and took the right path, I am afraid that they would have been surrounded and suppressed by the Buddhists and branded as a cult and rebellion. However, it can also be seen from this that within the Central Plains, whether it is regarded as decent or not, it really doesn't depend on which gods and Buddhas are believed, and it doesn't ask what kind of mental method is cultivated.

Speaking of the disciples of this non-precept temple, it is even more strange. No matter who you worship as a teacher or sooner or later, the Dharma name is the word "no". The word "no precept" is the name of the first teacher who founded the temple back then. Today's abbot's Dharma name is "no teaching", and four disciples sit down, which are "not fishy", "not greasy", "not fragrant" and "not alcohol".

The two chatted a few words. Xiancheng asked again: "It's you, how long do you want to stay in Chang'an, don't you go back to the temple to help?" As soon as he spoke, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he smiled slightly.

"Hey, if there is any incense in our temple, we all rely on ourselves to eat outside. He knew that Xiancheng didn't mean to ridicule, and he didn't take this matter to heart, so he immediately said: "And if you want to say 'swagger and deception', oh no, where is the best place to 'turn into fate and persuade incense', it is naturally Chang'an, where nobles gather." If I stay a few more days, won't I be living up to Master's kindness?"

Xiancheng naturally knows what the monk does on weekdays, and seeing that he looks carried away, eighty percent of them have gained a lot in the past few days. He also smiled and said: "You! Are the big families in Chang'an easy to provoke? It's better to keep a low profile and be careful of getting into trouble." ”

The unfragrant monk waved his hand: "No, no." I am very measured, and Master has already taught me who can deceive and who can't. ”

Xiancheng was silent for a moment: "It's not easy to see each other a few times, I don't know when the next time we will meet." Two months later, it's the death day of Master Xingzhu', do you want to come to Beiluo Temple to pay respects?"

"Forget it, I'm not going. Your uncle in the room, every time he sees me, he feels like he is going to eat me alive, his nose is not his nose, and his eyes are not eyes. I'm still not bored with myself. If you have a Master in your heart, you can worship it the same wherever you worship. ”

At this point, both were silent. This is how the two met in their early years. Both of them have been orphans since childhood, and they were picked up by a monk named "Xingshie" and taken around the world.

Later, Xingshi's health was not good and it was difficult to walk, so he went to his friends in Beiluo Temple to spend his old age in peace. The seven or eight orphans he adopted were also brought into Beiluo Temple, and the youngest two of them were Buxiang and Xiancheng, who were only seven or eight years old at the time.

Soon after Master Xingzhi arrived at Beiluo Temple, he died of chronic illness and passed away. His disciples all followed the master's orders and worshiped under the Beiluo Temple. Among them, Xiancheng was deeply loved by the abbot because he was young and smart, worked safely, and looked good, and was accepted as a closed disciple. If it is not fragrant, it is stubborn, and he is hung under the name of the ordinary uncle, and his legal name at that time is still 'obvious'.

Later, it became obvious that he had repeatedly violated the precepts, either facing the wall, or kneeling, and was not liked by various uncles. Because he was too young to be expelled from the temple, he was eventually freed to do rough work in the vegetable garden. By chance, he once went out of the temple to open meat, and met a 'non-teaching' monk, and the two smelled like each other and looked at each other.

The monk who did not teach came to the door to ask the abbot of Beiluo, wanting to lead the 'manifest for' to go. Beiluo Temple was also very happy when he heard this, there was such a scourge missing, and he couldn't ask for it, so he agreed immediately.

After that, 'manifestation' becomes 'unfragrant'. It's funny to say that this Dharma name was taken when we first met. At that time, he stared at the chicken leg in the hand of the master of the Bujiao, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Why don't you eat it." Isn't this fat chicken leg in your hand fragrant?"

This is really a proverb, a simple sentence gave himself a legal name, so that his later juniors and disciples, the legal name has taken this path, "not fishy", "not greasy", "not fragrant" and "not alcohol". Ouch, tell me, is this a legal name used by people?

The two chatted a few words, and a bell rang in the temple. Xiancheng patted the monk on the shoulder: "It's about the same time, it's time to go back to the temple for morning class." ”

If it is not fragrant, he said goodbye, and when he was about to pull him again, his eyebrows twitched, and he asked, "Your uncle is leaving, I should be sure that the things in this temple are fine." ”

Xiancheng didn't know what he was referring to: "It should be, why do you suddenly ask that?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Isn't my mission also related to this temple? I asked casually, and I went back to talk to Master. The unfragrant monk snorted and waved his hand again: "Come on, you can go back." Later, your uncle will settle this account on my head again, and he will have to say that I have brought you badly. ”

"Oh!" Xiancheng responded, and the second bell in the temple rang again, he hurriedly straightened his clothes, and said, "I'm going back!"

Buxiang waved his hand: "Go, go, go, it's okay! You be careful on the road." ”

Here, the two waved goodbye in the alley. Upstairs, there were two girls by the window, one red and one green, leaning against the window lattice, knocking chestnuts, looking at the lively street market next to them with great interest.

Suddenly, the girl in the green shirt patted the girl in the red shirt on the back, put down the chestnut in her hand, and pointed out the window, where a sparrow flew straight from the sky above the Ximing Temple.

The red shirt also spit out the chestnut shell in his mouth, hurriedly put down the food in his hand, picked up the bird cage on the side, opened the cage door, aimed at the window, and waited for the bird to fly straight into the cage.

The girl in the green shirt asked, "Is it closed?" After speaking, she went to bring a bowl of soup and medicine on the round table.

"Alright! ”

The girl in the green shirt picked up the medicine bowl and walked cautiously to the bed.

On the bed was another girl of their age, meditating with her eyes closed. This person is the "Venerable Luan of Rongjiao North Fourth Hall - Ai Xiaoying", and she is also the daughter of the previous generation of traitors. And these two red-shirted and green-shirted maids are her personal maids, red beans and green beans.

Qingdou gently opened Ai Xiaoying's mouth and poured the whole bowl of decoction into it. Red Bean relaxed her body and helped her sleep. The two of them just stood by the bed, one left and one right.

It was a long time before the man in bed woke up.

"Miss, are you awake?" Qingdou reacted first, overjoyed.

"Water, give me water!" Ai Xiaoying woke up, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sat up straight, trying to get out of bed to get water.

Hongdou stroked Miss's arm, signaled her not to move, hurriedly ran to the table, picked up the teapot, was about to pour a bowl of water, thought about it, directly touched the temperature of the teapot with his hand, and handed the entire porcelain pot to the bedside: "Miss, give." ”

Ai Xiaoying hugged the pot and drank the cow, and the water oozing from the corners of her mouth didn't bother to wipe it, and flowed down her cheeks into the collar.

Hongdou looked at his young lady's appearance, couldn't bear to feel distressed, and while gently rubbing Ai Xiaoying's back to give him relief, he said melancholy: "Miss, how many times do you have to use this spell!

"Yes, Miss. In the past few days, you have relied on decoction to collect your work, and after you have finished your work, you will wake up later and later every day. If this continues, I'm really worried that Miss will have some accident. Qingdou also chimed in: "Let's stop using it, it's scary." Where is the credit of Rongjiao, where is the importance of one's own life. I don't have to worry about food and clothing at home, let's go back. ”

Ai Xiaoying put down the teapot and exhaled a long breath: "Comfortable!"

She lifted the quilt and came to her senses: "What do you know, when you go back at this time, you don't want to be flattened by a few aunts and aunts? What if my mother doesn't give birth to a son? If she gives birth to a daughter, she can still inherit the family business, and the family property will never fall into the hands of my aunt and a few ruined sons!"

She said impassionedly, and when she turned her face, she saw the faces of the two maids with rain, and she felt a little more unbearable: "Okay, okay." Don't worry, you don't need to use this 'Guigu Mind Turning Method' anymore. I can also recuperate for a while. ”

"Why, miss. Are we going back?" Hongdou was honest, just talking to Miss with a smile, and was hit by Ai Xiaoying's brain crash in an instant.

"Go back to your size, seeing that Miss is so happy, you must have seen something in Ximing Temple! Am I guessing right, Miss?"

"That's right, just now the 'Xuhui' master of Beiluo Temple and the abbot of Ximing Temple had a secret conversation in the room, and I listened to it all, and finally it was not in vain for me to go to Ximing Temple every day to guard. ”

She got out of bed, just stood up, her head was still a little dizzy, she didn't stand firm for a while, and she was supported by red beans and green beans and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Today, the people of Beiluo Temple are leaving. After they left, the guards of Ximing Temple were even more lax, and after we cultivated for two days, we went to the temple to have a look. It has now been determined that under the tower there is indeed a deity of the 'Tail Tail Attendant'. When the time comes, we'll see if we can steal this thing.

Even if you can't steal it, if you can find out the whereabouts of the "Three Phases Sutra" and then tell the Fengtang master, it will be a great credit. ”

Ai Xiaoying's eyebrows fluttered, and the longing for the success of his plan made his heart flutter. The three girls laughed in the room, apparently unaware of what they were up against.

"Click!" "It was a good day, but suddenly there was thunder, and the rainstorm came in an instant.

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Haha, I didn't expect it, there is still ~!