"The eighteen realms of Buddhism have the inner six root realms, the outer six dust realms and the six consciousness realms. Buddhism has ten Dharma realms, which are called the ten Dharma realms of Guanmen. However, Buddhism does not have eighteen Dharma realms, Senior Brother Zeng, you are indeed wrong," the little monk No. 2 also said.

"As far as we know, there are no scriptures and eighteen Dharma realms, but the scriptures we read are limited, and the Dharma is boundless, and the so-called impermanence of all actions cannot completely say that you are wrong," said the little monk No. 1.

"The two junior brothers have profound Buddhist principles, and I feel ashamed to be a senior brother," Zeng Yiqi said this, and the two little monks were embarrassed, "I have a friend whose Dharma name is Wumen Huikai, isn't this name very interesting?"

"Yes, it's better than Little Monk No. 1. ”

"No. 1, you're kidding, aren't you! But it's really much better than No. 2, and he's also a monk?"

"It's a monk, I call him Huikai, this monk is also very interesting, I will let you know him next time." ”

"But the monks of Nanyuan Temple said that the two of us could only stay with the old monk and could not go out. ”

"I can tell him to come to you!"

"Thank you, senior brother, you can tell us about the things outside the mountain!"

......

On a moonlit night, the three of them sat in the Zen forest and waited for the clouds, and the two took a nap, accompanied by the breeze, but they were not lonely. In the middle of the night, Banyun came back, and it was really the same as his name.

"Master. ”

"You're here. ”

One old and one young, under the moon in the Zen forest, are speechless for each other.

After a long time, the little monk No. 1 woke up, "Hey, the old monk is back." ”

"It's so late every time," Second was woken up.

"Did the old monk knock on the door or push the door just now?" No. 1 asked Zeng Yiqi.

"There is no door in the Zen forest, the master walked in directly, you go in and sleep, it's a little cold when it's late. ”

"By the way, old monk, Senior Brother Zeng asked a word today, 'Eighteen Dharma Realms', have you seen it?"

"Hehe, old monk, I don't have a good memory, I seem to have it and I don't seem to have it, I'm confused," Banyun shook his head, Zeng Yiqi couldn't help but sigh, are you old?

"Talking is always foggy, half and half, not serious. Let's go to bed first, you guys go to bed early, and go to the Jinglou tomorrow morning to rummage around," the little monk No. 1 pulled No. 2 into the room to sleep.

"Master has two children to accompany him, and life should be easier. ”

"The two villains are more clever and know how to respect the elderly, and I am very happy. If the old man is here, he must have robbed him to teach it!"

Speaking of Mr. Huangfu, Zeng Yiqi was also embarrassed.

"Master's body is still strong?"

"Look at my body, it is easy to travel ten miles a day, and those who meditate and practice practice will live a long life, so you don't have to worry. Where do you see the 'Eighteen Dharma Realms' coming from?"

Zeng Yiqi explained the source, Banyun thought about it and didn't speak.

"Master, I'll play a game of chess with you!"

"It's too late, forget it. ”

"I've brought a jug of wine over and asked Number One to put it away, so you can drink and see. ”

"Hmm!"

"Master, I'll be rushing to Panshi Town early tomorrow morning, and I'll come to see you when I'm free. ”

"Okay, okay," Banyun nodded repeatedly.

The next day, before dawn, Zeng Yiqi went on the road, he didn't want to say goodbye to Banyun.

Halfway through, a man rode a large horse and walked in front, with a long rope in his hand attached to the handcuffs of a man walking behind. The man who walked was burdened with weight on both hands and legs, and walked slowly, and the person riding the big horse was not in a hurry, but slowly and leisurely. The man who walked looked like a slave to the horseman. Zeng Yiqi rushed in front of them at once, and when he looked back, he was still the person he had seen, and that person naturally remembered him.

Zeng Yiqi was just about to ask about the situation, but the walking man hurriedly shook his head at him and nodded again, but he didn't speak, was he afraid that the person who was going to know that this person had something to do with Zeng Yiqi? After recognizing the person who was arrested, Zeng Yiqi was very shocked, and looking at this person's expression, something must be wrong.

Zeng Yiqi hurriedly shut up and ran to the front to find a place to pretend to rest. After a while, the two men came, and without resting, they passed, and the kidnapped man nodded at him. Zeng Yiqi thought, is this the right thing to do? When he followed up again, he found that the person who was arrested had indeed left a mark. On the way through, the people in front of him left a gesture on the ground, and there were many gestures, all of which were written one stroke at a time. Although it is difficult to fight, from a suspicious point of view, the first thing that Zeng Yiqi thought of was the word 'save me'. Spell those comparisons together, and sure enough, these are the two words.

Seeing that the road was uneven, he drew a knife to help, and someone shouted 'help', of course he had to take action.

But this saving people is not so simple, Zeng Yiqi tried it just now, he just moved the burden lightly when the two of them passed by, and the murderous aura of the horseback rider arrived, that sense of oppression, not an ordinary master.

Wei Xihan, the noble son of the dignified Fanyin Valley, actually ended up in such a miserable scene, what kind of situation is this? Who will be the person who will arrest him? Zeng Yiqi was also very curious, and he immediately chased after him.

"Big brother riding a horse in front, please stay!" Zeng Yiqi shouted and stopped the two people in front. On horseback was a man with a sword on his back, and a bow hung from his saddle. The man on horseback looked at Zeng Yiqi strangely, and thought to himself, didn't you warn this person just now?

"This hero, may I ask who you are?"

"No, in broad daylight, shouldn't you be walking on the road with a person tied up like this?" Zeng Yiqi said confidently. Wei Xihan is bitter in his heart, is this guy a fool?

"Is the little brother a fast catcher or an official errand?"

"Definitely. ”

"What do I have to do with you kidnapping people?"

"I read this brother's words on the road, as a disciple of Hengshan Sect, I thought it was necessary to inquire clearly," Zeng Yiqi said this, and Wei Xihan's tears were about to flow out.

"Oh, what did he leave for you?"

"The word 'help'. ”

"You're wrong," the man on horseback pulled the rope that bound the handcuffs, causing Wei Xihan to stumble and almost fall, "Nephew, did you leave a word?"

"No, you see I have time to write there, don't you?" Wei Xihan hurriedly explained.

"Little brother, my virtuous nephew said that there was no word, but you read it wrong. You can continue on your way," the horseman did not blame Zeng Yiqi.

"Regardless of whether he left a word or not, you handcuffed him like this, you rode a horse, he walked, and put weight on his hands and feet, it is not right for you to torture him like this!" Zeng Yiqi said again.

"Little brother, don't meddle if you don't know the truth! It's not good to be lenient," the horseback rider's face tightened, and his eyes glared at Zeng Yiqi.

"And what do you say is the truth?"

"What's the truth and what's your business?" Wei Xihan finally couldn't help it, "Stinky boy, don't get out of here, young master, I'm practicing, I know, get out!"

"But you clearly wrote the word 'help'?"

"Roll~~"

Zeng Yiqi smiled proudly, what about your arrogance Wei Xihan that day?

However, since someone shouted 'help', Zeng Yiqi still had to take action, otherwise how could he be considered a Jianghu person?