"Father-in-law. ”

Seeing that Mo Zizhai was like this, Ning Qingwei said guiltily, if it weren't for her, it wouldn't be like this.

"I'm fine, you guys come in, I'll wait here. Mo Zizhai waved his hand and said calmly, as if it was not his blood that was saved.

"Those bald asses aren't good people, be careful. He admonished again.

From his tone, it can be seen that he does not have a good impression of Buddhism.

"In any case, three hours, three hours later must come out. ”

Wan Er nodded, and the two of them walked in without hesitation, success or failure, in this move, this is about the life of Wang Dao, and it must not be sloppy.

Stepping on the clouds, like walking on the ground, although he learned from Mo Zi Zhai's mouth that this was just an illusion, but the feeling he gave him was very real.

This seems to be the Western Elysium that everyone yearns for.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, only the rustling sound of their footsteps is infinitely amplified and constantly reverberates in this heaven and earth.

Finally, after walking for a long time, a monk appeared in front of them, dressed in plain clothes, barefoot, kind eyebrows, and really good-looking.

"Little master, we ......"

Finally seeing someone, it was naturally impossible for them to let go, Ning Qingwei hurriedly stepped forward and was about to speak.

However, as soon as she spoke, the monk interrupted and said, "The two benefactors, the abbot, are already waiting in the temple, just follow me." ”

After speaking, he bowed slightly, folded his hands, and whispered Amitabha.

"I'm tired. Ning Qingwei said politely, after all, there is a request for others, or on someone else's territory, and the surface article still has to be done.

But our Wan Da Commander was very uninterested in him, and directly pursed his lips secretly, and said in his heart: Pretending.

The real Buddhist monks, they are all compassionate, helping the world and saving the people, and there is the spirit of not going to hell who goes to hell, and he admires this.

But now, it is obviously a great chaotic era, and the people are not able to make a living, but these monks live in this pure place with peace of mind, do not ask about the world, guard their own one-third of an acre, and live a happy life.

This can be regarded as a high-ranking monk.

Although he thinks so, Wan Er won't say it, and he's not a fool.

After walking for a long time, just when the man was a little impatient, a temple finally appeared in front of him.

It's not big, it's not magnificent, it's just an ordinary temple that can't be ordinary anymore, and you can see it everywhere.

Next to the temple, there is a 10,000-year-old pine, intertwined roots, lush branches, as thick as two people hugging together, at a glance, the year is not short.

"The abbot is inside, and the two of them can enter. The little monk said.

By the time they were attracted to the temple, and when they came back to their senses, he was gone, as if he hadn't appeared at all.

It's no wonder, this is a place that shouldn't exist, so it makes sense that anything happens here.

"It is really a sin for a distinguished guest to come from afar, and it is really a sin to miss the welcome, please come in and talk about it. ”

At this time, a voice came out of the temple, very magnificent, as if the bells and drums were ringing in unison, shaking people's hearts.

Listen carefully, which is also mixed with the sound of the Buddha, such as countless Buddhas chanting in a low voice, which makes people's hearts feel refreshed and happy, and the restless heart suddenly becomes calm, and the mind travels to the nine heavens.

What's even more terrifying is that I actually have a feeling of wanting to take refuge in Buddhism, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot.

"Wake up. ”

Another voice came, all too familiar to them, it was Mo Zizhai.

A spirit, the two of them woke up suddenly, out of a cold sweat, just now, looking at nothing, in fact, it was already magnificent, thrilling.

If it weren't for Mo Zizhai, they might have become Buddhas on the spot.

The abbot of this Buddhism is really extraordinary, Wan Er can't help but be a little more vigilant in his heart, this line of work is really not easy.

"Dare to plot against me, bald donkey, wait for the opportunity, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you. ”

Wan Er muttered quietly, and after speaking, he secretly glanced at the temple.

He can only live here, and when he sees the monk, he is not polite.

"Why don't Mo Sheng come in and talk about it. ”

The man in the temple spoke again, this time, it was at Mo Zi Zhai, and his voice was no longer the same, just like an ordinary person.

The hand just now, when it was unexpected, may have a miraculous effect, and now that they have been prepared, they naturally don't have to waste their efforts in vain.

What's more, it was Mo Zizhai.

"Mo Sheng. ”

Hearing his words, Mo Zizhai laughed at himself, this name, no one has mentioned it for a long time, ten years ago, there was no Mo Saint in the world, some were just Mo family giants, Mo Zi Zhai.

"Master Dayuan, you are also a generation of Buddhas, why use such unsightly means to deal with the two juniors,"

Mozimai continued,

The two are separated by an unknown number of miles, but they can talk like this, not seeing each other, only hearing their voices.

But in case the two of them are really innocent, they can only passively feel the game of these two big guys, and they don't even have the right to refuse.

"Isn't it nice to think that these two people are destined for my Buddha, so they have the heart to love talents, and want to extradite them out of the sea of suffering?" said Master Dayuan.

He is still reasonable, he does things to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and he has a relationship with my Buddha, I bah, three-year-old children don't believe this, let alone our ten thousand leaders.

Just now, if Mo Zizhai made another step late, they would have been planted with the seeds of Buddhism, and even if they could break through the confusion, they would have planted a bane, and maybe they would break out at any time.

At that time, it will be born to see through the rolling red dust.

"In that case, do I still want to thank the master for them?" Mo Zizhai said sarcastically.

This monk, there has been no change at all for so many years, it is still the same as before, fake compassion, it's really disgusting.

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. And when these words came out of his mouth, it was unseemly.

In fact, this Dayuan Master is not so unbearable, if there is really no compassion in his heart, and some are just flies and dogs, how can he become a big Buddha, how can he become an abbot.

What he did was nothing more than to carry forward Buddhism, and by the way, let himself live a few more years.

"Two little donors, I am in this temple, and what you want is also in this temple. ”

He said another sentence, this sentence was said to Wan Er and the two of them.

After listening, Wan Er couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looking at this posture, there may be what kind of Longtan tiger's den is inside.

The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, stomped their feet, and.

It's all here, no matter what you say, you can't give up, as long as you can save the life of Wang Dao, no matter what, you have to try.