Five days later.

Song Yougu rode a high-headed horse, hunched over his shoulders, and his whole person was roasted by the sun.

"But in the late spring and early summer, how can it be so hot?" Song Yougu looked left and right, and saw that Xu Liuliu was still in good spirits when he heard the battle with the people on his side, and he couldn't help but hold up his spine and slow down his anger, "Wuluhun that kid, he is a good person, and he said good things, if he really wants to do things and suffer, he doesn't bow to his relatives, but he goes to Linglong Beijing to hide and relax, what a chic prince!"

Wen Renzhan's eyelids opened slightly, glanced at Song Yougu, and said softly: "Brother Lu's reason for returning to Linglong Jing quickly, can you still know this loach?

Xu Liuliu groaned for a while, looked at several auspicious Jinwei who were walking two or three feet away in front, and was even more grateful to Wuluhun for this arrangement.

"Brother Lu received the secret letter from Sect Master Ji, and he had to go back to Wulu first to discuss countermeasures. He has already left half of the auspicious gold guard for you to send, why do you want to bow down in person?"

Song Yougu was repeatedly squeezed by Xu Liuliu before and after hearing about the war, and his heart was even more anxious and dry, and he held the Jin Wei tooth card that Wuluhun temporarily left in his palm when he was leaving, looked at it for a moment, pouted and said: "That day, Liu Songyan went to Portugal Mountain, didn't you hear him say that when this successive murders did not happen, the sect master of the Three Classics had already sent the disciples of the sect to visit the whereabouts of the divine doctor Ji Broken Snake early. If you want me to say, Wulu Hun is in such a hurry to go to Linglong Jing, maybe he has obtained very useful news. Song Yougu coughed lightly, slowly put the tooth card into his sleeve, brushed it, opened the folding fan with his other hand, leaned towards the side of the war, put his cheeks together, and covered his mouth in a low voice.

"For some, the pagan religion that has returned to Middle-earth is a life-saving Yama, but for others, it is the Buddha who has been waiting so hard to save his life. ”

"Bah!" Hearing that people were fighting and loosening the reins, he immediately jumped out and walked far away, looked back at Song Yougu and stuck out his tongue, and sneered: "You loach, you are shaking your lips behind your back, talking about right and wrong, so shameless! Brother Lu is just a dream disease, how can there be a risk of life?" The voice fell, and he slapped the horse again, blinking his eyebrows, and he was already at the forefront of the team.

Song Yougu was really covered with dust on his head by the galloping horse, which was worthy of the name.

Seeing this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up, and with a snort, the cherry broke.

Song Yougu smacked his lips a few times, lowered his eyebrows and closed his chin, and Mu Ran stayed with Xu and moved forward.

However, after only half a pillar of incense, Song Yougu opened his lips again and asked softly: "Miss Xu, you are familiar with Liu Songyan, but you are an old acquaintance?" Before Xu Liuliu could respond, Song Yougu shook his head, raised his palm to stop Xu Liuliu from speaking, and sighed in a deep voice: "According to the in-law relationship between Xianpeng Villa and Lisangshan, Miss Xu is naturally familiar with Liu Songyan. Not unusual, not at all. ”

Xu Liuliu had already opened his lips slightly, and when he heard Song Yougu ask and answer himself, he caught a glimpse of him smiling all over his face, but he pursed his lips and didn't want to add another word.

"Now I can't wait thousands of miles, under the name of Jin Wei to Qinshan to investigate the case; the willow pine smoke is good, stay in Portugal safely, the sun can't shine, the dust and sand can't be damaged, and the end is comfortable. ”

Xu Liuliu listened, took a long breath, raised his voice and drank, and the horse stopped.

"Song Gongzi, since you are so unwilling to make this trip, why don't you go back to Portugal now, and wait for me to finish the matter of Qinshan with the girl who heard it, and then go to look for you?" After a pause, Xu Liuliu's eyelids drooped, and he raised his voice and continued: "As long as you don't dislike Mrs. Fengchi, I don't think my sister-in-law will dislike you." ”

This word fell, Xu Liuliu immediately pulled the reins, patted the horse's back again, blinked his eyebrows, and was already fighting with Wenren. The two girls looked at each other, with a smile on their cheeks, and then looked back and forth, and made a grimace at Song Yougu, shouting in unison, and the horses were as fast as arrows.

Song Yougu secretly spat a few mouthfuls to the side, and then raised his sleeves to wipe his head and face indiscriminately, thinking of Liu Songyan's frightened look when he saw Fengchi Shitai that day, he had already coughed dryly twice, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't say that Liu Songyan was stunned for a while, in this whole river and lake, who could have expected that Master Fengchi had been hidden for twenty years, and now he is still in the world?"

"And let him receive the ability to cry and mourn Fengchi, this son can't stay for three days, and he has to complain. Thinking of this, Song Yougu suddenly felt that the gloom in his heart was swept away, and his mood immediately rose, only to feel that the floating scenery was full of scenery and the rivers and mountains were good;

The group went down to the Portuguese Mountain and went all the way north. On the seventh day, according to the words of Liu Songyan, I finally found the Jintai Temple not far from Qinshan.

In this place, the sun is in the morning of the garden, and the twilight is Zhu Xuan's sunset, and the end is the rules and the earth, and the treasure temple is solemn.

Xu Liuliu exchanged words with Wenren for a while, and then decided to take a look in the temple, and begged the abbot who had saved the lives of Wu Jintai's mother and son to see him, so that he could explore the reality of Wu Jintai from the side.

As soon as a few people were combined, they immediately stationed on the horse, only Song Yougu accompanied the two women into the temple, and the rest of the Xiangjin guards guarded outside the temple to observe the movement.

When the three of them entered the temple, they saw a small novice sweeping in the courtyard. Song Yougu ate Xu Liuliu's sturdy eye knife, his nose trembled, so he had to step forward slowly, bow his hand and say: "Little master, our brother and sister want to go to Qinshan to pay a visit, passing by Bao Temple. Just because we are all people who worship the Buddha and worship the Buddha, we can't pass through the door, so I want to come and worship first, kneel in front of the Buddha statue and bow down, and then add some sesame oil to make heartfelt offerings. ”

When Xiao Shami heard this, he raised his hand in response, and sighed in a pleasant voice, "Amitabha." Good men and good women moved to the treasure hall. ”

Song Yougu bowed his head again and again, and while following the novice in front of him, he glanced sideways at Xu Liuliu and Wenren, and said lightly: "The elders in the family are also good believers. In the lower childhood, I also read the Buddhist scriptures and scrolls. There are often Buddhas, not very clear, and I don't know if I can be lucky today, with the abbot of your temple on a discussion of Buddha, just looking forward to a Daigo empowerment, epiphany in front of you. ”

When Xiao Shami heard this, he gladly agreed without thinking about it, and replied sincerely: "This matter is not difficult. The abbot often said that entering this mountain gate is the same way. It is happy to see a thought of refuge, but also wants to help people become Buddhas, so within a radius of 50 miles or even hundreds of miles, there are many good people to come to visit, and there is an endless stream. As long as there is a request, the abbot has no refusal within his reach. ”

When Song Yougu heard this, his heart moved, and he asked casually: "The little master looks quite understanding, dare to ask how many years he has been in the temple?"

"More than four years. ”

Song Yougu's cheeks were slightly sideways, he sighed twice, clinging to the little novice's heels, and bowed the Bodhisattvas in the temple one by one in a decent manner, and went to the abbot's room with him.

In front, a small novice knocked on the door to ask for acceptance, and the old abbot Hong Yin allowed to enter. In less than half an hour, Song Yougu and the other three finally came to the abbot, only to see the old monk in front, Yu Pu unity sat on his knees - Pilu's hat was white and white, palm oil was flying purple lightning, and his eyebrows were dyed with snow, his eyes were immersed in the moon, solemn and peaceful, and he could not be contemptuous.

"Meet the Abbot. The three of them couldn't help but speak in unison.

The old abbot frowned and did not move, the eyebrows were connected in one place, the corners of the lips were slightly raised, and the future people looked at each other for about a moment, this side of the palm long called the Buddha's number, a sentence "Amitabha", its sound is curling, and the aftertaste is long.

Before the words fell, the old abbot closed his eyes, smiled lightly on his face, and said not a word more.

Song Yougu secretly swallowed his spit, didn't know what to do, looked left and right at Xu Liuliu and Wenren fighting, and then made a slight gesture to the little novice, and the two of them stepped forward to visit. This temptation really shocked Song Yougu: the old abbot put his palms together, and even the color of cash and light, but his anger was already cut off.

"This ...... This...... How could it be such a coincidence? I waited for Fang Zhi, and he passed away?" Song Yougu snorted lightly, not very confident in his heart, and bowed to the abbot three more times, reached out, pushed his shoulder, and called softly: "Abbot?

When the little novice saw this, he was shocked, but after all, he took refuge in the Dharma, and the five aggregates were empty, which could be regarded as seeing through the life and death of the world. Shaking his eyebrows and sighing, he saw joy, stood with his palms together, and said loudly: "The abbot sits down...... Abbot...... Sit-down ......"

He also called out a Buddha name, stood on his side, closed his eyes, but silently recited the scriptures.

Song Yougu and the three of them have been walking the rivers and lakes for some time, and when they see the corpse, they will not make a fuss like ordinary men and women. However, his heart is all chattering, come to worship the temple, the abbot will die, if this is a coincidence, I am afraid it is too much of a coincidence.

Hearing this, Zhan Xing's eyes widened, and he tiptoed lightly, approaching the abbot's body. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the little novice's chanting, he turned his wrist and flicked his hand, and took out something from the abbot's robe with a blink.

"You ......"

Song Yougu and Wen Renzhan rushed at the same time to Xu Liuliu behind him, leaned his index finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture in unison.

"Scriptures?" Song Yougu's voice was almost inaudible, he took the object, turned it over twice, looked at it twice, and saw that the paintings on the book were all like ghost drawings, none of which were pictures, and the other of which were not written.

"Smack!"

As soon as the little novice's eyes opened, he saw Song Yougu leaning over and picking up something from the futon.

"Little master," Song Yougu pretended to be surprised, pretended for a moment, and showed the scripture to his side to hear the battle, and he also glanced at it hastily, and then without delay, he quickly handed the scripture to the little novice, and respectfully asked: "What is this? You see, if it is a collection, I hope that it will be collected. Within the Dharma, wisdom is like the sea. Don't deface, you will be suspected of disrespecting the Three Jewels. ”

Seeing this, Xiao Shami thanked him repeatedly, took the book, and went straight to Song Yougu and praised: "Amitabha." Thank you, donor. This thing, falling at the moment, is also related to the donor. ”

"Little master, what is this thing, what is it? How can I not recognize what is written on it?" Wen Renzhan stepped forward and paced two steps, slowly twisting his hair with one finger, and asked crisply.

"Amitabha. This thing is indeed a Buddhist scripture, but the words used in it are beyond what you and I know. "Little Shami is full of innocence, and his words are quite frank.

"The origin of this thing, the abbot often said. Many years ago, a group of monks traveled thousands of miles to the north to preach. Ascetic all the way, there is no peace in the house, there is no food. Its roots are not Chinese, and it can only speak a few words of Middle Earth. Because of this drawback, he was not less expelled and abused on the way to it. If you are misunderstood as a crazy beggar who can't be avoided, then it's fine; if you meet someone who has no Buddha in your heart, I'm afraid that you can't be short-lived, and you can't make a fool of yourself and make a solid obstruction. However, even if there are thousands of difficulties, the heart of the foreign monks to the Buddha has never changed. Laughing and scolding is caused by others, but they don't mind it at all. ”

When he heard the battle, he stopped moving. The two palms slowly brushed the broken hair on the side of the ear, and when it was to be taken care of, he hung down his arms, tightly attached to his dress, and his face suddenly became solemn.

"What this monk has done, Zhan'er admires!"

When the little novice heard this, he started to respond with his hand, paused for a moment, and then continued: "I don't know how long the monk has been trekking, maybe it is a few months, maybe it is a few years, and one day, it will go west to turn into a fate, and then see Jintai Temple, and encounter heavy rain, this will want to stop at the door, and ask for a meal and a night in this temple." ”

"I just saw Veda Bodhisattva resisting the demon pestle on his shoulder. Come to think of it, Guibao Temple has been convenient for many Yunshui monks. Song Yougu clasped his palms together and praised in a deep voice.

"The abbot was already compassionate, and he admired the preaching heart of those monks who walked on their feet. The monk is not able to understand words, but he is not afraid of dangers and obstacles, and his heart is very valuable. Therefore, the abbot not only practiced fasting, but also talked about the Buddha with the monk all day long. The two speak differently, but the Buddha's heart is the same. Therefore, it does not need to say a word, it is Zen and Buddhism to convey the heart with the heart, a flower, a broken face, a pair of eyes, and a hand together. ”

Xiao Shami's words fell, and then he made a big bow to the abbot's corpse, pursed his lips slightly, and laughed slowly: "The abbot originally wanted to stay with the monk for a while, first, the two of them talked about the Buddha's meditation, and they always felt that time was flying; Unexpectedly, the monk was determined and insisted on going north. The abbot could not keep him, so he gladly agreed. ”

"This scripture, but the monk gave it?"

Xiao Shami looked at Song Yougu and replied with his chin, "That's true." The monk was leaving, and solemnly entrusted this scripture to the abbot. However, the abbot did not know what he said, and the monk did not know what I said, and this scripture, looking at the age, the font was blurred, and several pages fell off, and I did not know that the monk could not understand it, let alone us. Therefore, the abbot received this sutra, and often carried it by his side, always sighing that the Dharma is boundless, if he makes a grand wish, he crosses the people, and when he is born and dies, he will be blessed immeasurably!"

"Little master, what happened later?" Wen Renzhan pursed his lips slightly, and asked softly: "Where did the monk go after leaving Jintai Temple? Where is it now?"

When the little novice heard this, he couldn't help but shake his eyebrows, the corners of his lips raised, and he replied slowly: "When you go where you should go, when you are where you should be." ”

Xu Liuliu listened to the cause and effect of this, his mind moved, he groaned slightly, and said lightly: "Little master, that foreign monk is from a country south of Middle Earth?"

According to the abbot, look at the monk's costume, it is definitely not the dress of the Three Kingdoms of Middle-earth, and see that his wandering map handscroll, although it is simple, the direction will not be wrong. ”

As soon as Song Yougu heard this, he already understood, paced a few steps closer to Xu Liuliu, and sighed in a low voice: "Miss Xu is suspicious, what does the foreign monk have to do with the Great Joy Palace?"

Xu Liuliu bit his lower lip and thought: "Their style of action is not half similar. I just want to think that the girl once said that the teachings of the Great Joy Palace Sect are dark-faced, and the teachings tattooed on their faces are their ancient words......"

Song Yougu listened carefully for a long time, stepped forward and approached the little novice, bent his spine, respectfully took the scripture, turned a few more pages, pointed to one of the missing pages and asked softly: "Little master, if the abbot master cherishes this volume so much, how can he lose a page here?

Xiao Shami pondered for a moment, and already responded: "That lost page, three years ago, the abbot gave it to a person who is very Buddha-like. ”

"Three years ago??" Song Yougu looked at Xu Liuliu and Wenren before and after, raised his palm to cover his mouth, and said softly: "Don't you say, that person is...... Wu Jintai ......"