Everyone in the world knows that there are two temples on the rivers and lakes, but they don't know that there are ten thousand temples in the world. The masters of Gaoliang Temple are all gentle and gentle, no matter what the pilgrims or the donors under the mountain ask, there is no monk of Gaoliang Temple who does not agree, even if it is difficult, as long as it does not violate the Buddha's thoughts in the heart, it will definitely be agreed and done. Compared with the equally famous masters of Tieji Temple, who look like they don't eat the fireworks of the world, the people feel that the monks of Gaoliang Temple are approachable.

The snow in the north is always heavier than in the south, and it has been snowing for two days today. The snow at the bottom of the mountain was half an adult's height, and the four or five-year-old children hid from the adults and made holes in the snow, no matter how their mother told them not to go out, and secretly covered their mouths and laughed, until their mother was about to cry. Tables, chairs and benches can be piled up in the snow cave, and the "roof" is lit, and there is no need to light it inside. I played until it was dark, and I didn't go back for fear that if there was a chicken thief in the black hole in the snow house, I would not be able to pee after biting off my little brother, so I had to run home.

The heavy snow kept falling, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of the pilgrims to climb the mountain to Gaoliang Temple to burn incense. People come and go, shoulder to shoulder, the stone steps are lined with thick snow, the stone steps have been walked without a single snowflake, and the wet ground can not prevent the pious pilgrims from throwing themselves on the ground to worship.

The upper part of the Daxiong Hall has been surrounded by purple gas for hundreds of years, and the cigarette has never been broken. A large cypress tree surrounded by three or four people in the temple is said to be 3,000 years old, and the house has been renovated several times, and it has witnessed it.

Dozens of monks in the temple were sweeping the floor at the same time, because the snow was so big, even the abbot Sanneng monks, as well as the three elders of the Luohan Hall came out to sweep the snow. Only the master of the courtyard sat at the small table in the courtyard, measuring words and divination for the pilgrims, and the line of words was long and halfway up the mountain.

This Gaoliang Temple is famous for the kung fu of copper skin and hard hands, and it is said that each is a diamond body, invulnerable, cold and heat do not invade. The abbot Sanneng holy monk has the legend of "three uniques", but the world only knows that one of them is a Zen staff, called "low eyebrows", and the second is the Buddha beads called "angry eyes" for the thousand-year-old blessing inheritance, and no one knows what the master's third must be, but the people firmly believe that the master has a third unique.

The Sanjie Elder of the Luohan Hall looks terrifying, the left forehead is black dead skin, not even the eyebrows are long, the right half of the face is normal, but he always has an unsmiling expression, and a long white eyebrow hangs down to the cheeks.

Only Master Sansi of the Academy, who is said to have no martial arts, is the abbot's junior brother, who is eighty years younger than the abbot, and the abbot monk is said to be two hundred and one years old this year. This Sansi Master is very intelligent, has superb Buddhism, has never been defeated in the world of Zen, and this person is witty and humorous, sometimes doing things that are no different from ordinary people, and even doing some things like a scoundrel in the market, but that is just a way of doing things for special people, and he has always been reasonable. No, the whole temple, even the big monk and the little novice, only the three thinking masters shivered from the cold, and their beards were about to freeze, and they sneezed while unsigning the pilgrims, which made the pilgrims in line feel distressed and funny.

"Master, master. "Four or five farmer men ran outside the door, all panting and puffing, spewing out a coarse white mist in the cold weather. "Master, the beam of my house was crushed by the heavy snow, and I was just in time for a little master to go to the fate, and the moment the beam broke, the little master supported the beam with his hand and saved the life of my whole family. Now the little master is still struggling to hold on, only Gaoliang Temple is the closest within a radius of a few miles, and there is a suitable small pine tree, he asked me to go up the mountain to find the master to cut a small pine tree, when the beam of the house goes, now the little master has been holding on for more than an hour, I don't know if it is about to die. Help, master. The man said with an anxious face.

"Amitabha, presumably the little monk is Huilai, don't worry, you go to the temple and choose a suitable tree to cut down, take your time and don't worry, Huilai will last for another ten days and half a month. The abbot said kindly.

"Oh, that's the case, then we'll rest assured, just listen to the master, let's go and cut down the tree in the back. Several men listened to the abbot's words and firmly believed in it, without the panic when they came, and the idle farming life developed a carefree temperament, and walked slowly to the back of the temple.

The abbot continued to pick up the broom and bow his head to sweep the snow. There was an endless stream of pilgrims

Elder Sanjie said as he swept away: "Senior Brother Abbot, don't worry, I have my own measure. ”

"Senior Brother Sanjie should be careful, otherwise Senior Brother Sansi will definitely chase you and nag you for a month or two. Hahahaha. The two monks bowed their heads and chatted while sweeping the snow, and their words were incoherent and confusing.

A moment later, among the pilgrims, a young man came out, in his early twenties, of medium stature, with a lofty spirit, and a sharp air between his eyebrows and eyes. "Master, the junior Ouyang Lian me came to ask for martial arts. ”

The monk bowed his head and swept the floor, ignoring the young man.

This young man is Ouyang Lian, a Jianghu Junjie who won the eldest grandson and became famous overnight, known as Ling Chi, which shows the sharpness of his kung fu, although he was later beaten by the eldest grandson, and ran to Emperor Wu City and walked out without daring to enter the door, but his name is already famous in the rivers and lakes.

"Master, the junior Ouyang Lian me came to ask for martial arts. ”

"Master, the junior Ouyang Lian me came to ask for martial arts. ”

I said it three times in a row, but I ignored him. The young man was not angry, he smiled, and said, "The junior has offended." With him as the center, a wave of air erupted, piles of freshly swept snowdrifts were lifted, and the pilgrims were also blown around, and the three-thinking monk who was sitting behind the small table was stunned and fell to the ground.

At this time, the Sanjie monk raised his head and looked at the young man. "The donor is Ouyang Lian, who is known as 'Ling Chi' in the rivers and lakes, my young man?"

"It's the juniors. "Ouyang Lian, I put my hands together.

"Shaoxia is not as violent as rumored, just now stood in front of the Buddha for a long time, hesitated to move, and told me three times to come to ask for advice before making a move, which does not match the nickname of Shaoxia'Ling Chi'. The Great Monk of the Three Rings said gracefully.

Ouyang Lian smiled, and just as he was about to speak, Master Sansi, who fell to the ground on the wall, got up and scolded: "Turtle son, who are you, dare to come to Gaoliang Temple to smash the field, is there a royal law, and you also sneak attack my old man's house......" Seeing the monk scolding, the people who originally lined up to ask the monk to measure the word were stunned, and more than half of the people dispelled the idea of finding this monk to measure the word at that time, and ran to the side to watch the excitement.

Ouyang Lian heard someone scolding him, and the smile on his face disappeared, "I thought that the monks of Gaoliang Temple were profound, but I didn't expect that the head of the court would scold people." ”

"How about scolding you, Lao Tzu is the only one in the whole temple who can scold people, you are in the first place, and you want me to reason with you?"

"Hmph!" Ouyang Lian was so angry that he stomped on the ground with one foot, and another wave of qi erupted, but this time it was much stronger than last time. If the pilgrims are blown up, they must be turned on their backs, rolled up for a few meters, and then fall to the ground.

"Amitabha. The Sanjie monk threw away the broom, and before the qi wave under Ouyang's feet dispersed, as he folded his hands, he rolled back with the qi wave in Ouyang Lian's center, and the qi rose from Ouyang Lian's feet from the bottom up, Ouyang's hair and clothes went straight up, and the hunting sound. After the kung fu of the thousand catties, Ouyang's body did not move.

The surrounding pilgrims were dumbfounded, where had they ever seen such a great supernatural power. Even the few small novices who swept the floor stopped their work, holding the broom and looking at it in a daze, since entering the temple, it was the first time to see someone rushing to the Buddhist gate to make trouble. Looking at the arrogant Master Sansi just now, he had already gotten under the table, looking at Ouyang with a thief's eyebrows, and he seemed to be scolding in his mouth, but he didn't dare to scold loudly. Only the abbot Sanneng Holy Monk never looked up, and he swept up the snow from the beginning by Ouyang again.

"The younger generation is wild. Ouyang Lian rushed forward and smashed towards the monk Sanjie, Sanjie stretched out his left hand and collided with Ouyang, and a wave of qi passed through Sanjie's body, directly destroying the courtyard wall. Sanjie's body shook twice and did not retreat, on the other hand, Ouyang flew out upside down, and instantly floated up when he fell to the ground, like a spring swallow in the mud, like a dragonfly dotting water, quietly.

Ouyang got up and looked straight at Sanjie, Sanjie also looked at Ouyang, and no one spoke. Only the sound of the abbot sweeping the floor was heard in the temple.

Several men walked out of the backyard carrying a pine log, completely unaware of what had just happened. The smiling uncle said: "Thank you, master, I don't know how much money this pine wood needs, I came in a hurry, and it will be delivered in the afternoon." ”

"Hehe, the donor is serious, this is a good deed done by Huilai, don't take a penny, don't take a penny, donor go home and repair the house quickly." ”

"Thank you, master, thank you, master, I will definitely add more incense money in the future. Say goodbye. A few men happily carried the wood down the mountain, walking halfway to feel that something was wrong in the temple just now, but they couldn't think of it, so they simply didn't want to, and the little master Huilai was still tired.

After only one move, Ouyang Lian and I vigorously suppressed a mouthful of blood, but in the end, he still didn't suppress it, he squirted out, without words, turned around and left.

"Stop, take a tael of silver, or don't go here after you finish building the wall. Seeing that this kid was about to run, Master Sansi jumped out and shouted.

Ouyang didn't reply, took out a piece of silver and threw it to Sansi. After thinking twice, he checked it, and there were ten taels. "I don't have to look for change, I'll put a few more sticks of incense in front of the Buddha for you. ”

Sansi turned his head, pointed at the monk Sanjie and said, "You, you, let him break the wall? He pointed to the abbot of Sanneng again, "You don't care, do you look like an abbot, when you are a shopkeeper, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are not at home, is it easy for me to be in charge of the courtyard, the pine tree doesn't need money, forget it, the wall was knocked down......" The people around looked at this monk, he was simply a little old man in the market, and laughed at him.

The monk picked up the broom and continued to sweep the floor. Sanneng monk smiled and shook his head, this little junior brother is a rare Huigen for a thousand years, he picked it up at the foot of the mountain when he was eighty-eight years old, and at that time he had already developed a ruffian, opened his mouth and closed his mouth to call himself Lao Tzu, the late master said that he would become a great weapon, and now the little junior brother is also one hundred and twenty-one years old, and he is still like a child, and he has not practiced any martial arts, he practices every day, and he can't do it. However, Sanneng believes in the words of the master, and he believes that one day the little junior brother will become a great weapon.

After scolding the abbot and the Arhat Hall Master, Master Sansi glared at Ouyang Lian and muttered in the direction where I went: "Even if you run fast, dare not go Lao Tzu scolded you to death." ”