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The black-clothed and tall Ying chief walked into the palace, and the two boys bowed and saluted.

As soon as I arrived in the courtyard, I heard the thunderous voice sound: "Tie Ying, what are the gains?"

Ying Zongguan: "The Yin snake also fell, but fortunately, there was a news before his fall, that Bodhisattva is very likely to be related to Jiangnan Lingyin Temple." “

The voice was silent for a moment, and said: "Jiangnan Lingyin Temple, it is the land of Zen Buddhism, the Jiaye Dojo, if it is Jiaye, it will not be able to hide it from me." “

Chief Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "There is another Venerable in the Lingyin Temple who has achieved positive results. “

There was a sudden fluctuation in the voice, and it took a long time to say, "Is it him?"

"It's that Venerable." For some reason, neither of them said the man's name. ”

The voice said "um".

Ying Zongguan: "After the chaos of the Heavenly Gate that day, the Venerable did not know where to go, in the heavens of the world, it is difficult to find his trace, some people say, it is to go to the reincarnation of reincarnation, he has been reincarnated for more than ten lifetimes, is he not afraid of being wiped out in the reincarnation?"

The voice said: "Buddhism cultivation has relics and a golden body, and he must have one of them to protect his body." Tie Ying, you go down for a trip, first go to Lingyin Temple to find out. “

Ying Zongguan: "Yes, the subordinates have this intention, if it is the Venerable One, what should the subordinates do?"

The voice said: "It is best to find his golden body relics and destroy them, if not, let out the wind, there is a golden body left by the Bodhisattva XIII practice in the world." “

Ying Zongguan: "In this way, it will definitely attract the Three Realms to snoop one after another, demons from all walks of life are rampant, and the world is in chaos." ”

The voice said: "There is no chaos in the world, when will this seat have a chance." ”

Lin'an of the Great Song Dynasty, prosperous as before, Lingyin Temple is full of believers, and the incense is vigorous.

In the hall of the Great Hung Treasure, in the incense burner the size of the water tank, there are three huge incense sticks as thick as children's arms, and the people who worship the Buddha are in a fairyland.

Master Guangfa of the Prison Temple, wearing a robe, sitting on a futon, slightly closed his eyes, twisting the rosary with one hand, tapping the wooden fish with the other, and a small novice behind him, holding a Zen stick with both hands, his body is not shaking twice.

Master Guangfa frowned and shouted softly: "Wuse." ”

Xiao Shami suddenly felt excited, came to his senses, and said, "Master, when will Senior Brother Wuming come back?"

Master Guangfa shook his head and sighed, "Master doesn't know either. ”

Xiao Shami Wuse said: "Senior Brother Wuming likes to be lively the most, and in a few days it will be the West Lake Temple Fair, if he is there, he will be very happy." But he thought in his heart: "If Senior Brother Wuming is here, he will definitely steal a few taels of silver in the merit box, and I will be able to eat a big meal again, Tianxianglou's vegetable buns have not been eaten for a long time." ”

At this time, a monk came in and said, "Senior brother, the time for the puja has arrived. “

At the beginning of each month, Lingyin Temple will hold a puja on the edge of the West Lake, telling some stories of promoting Buddhism, persuading people to do good, and karma, and today's puja is presided over by Master Guangfa.

Master Guangfa smiled and said, "Wuse, Master will take you to the West Lake." He taught his disciples that he had always done this, knowing that young people were uncertain and needed to be guided patiently.

The believers by the West Lake have been waiting for a long time, and Master Guangfa took the stage and announced a Buddha horn, saying: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the poor monk will tell a story between cause and effect today." “

Someone in the audience shouted: "Master Guangfa, tell me a story about the snail girl who repays her kindness, I didn't catch up with something last time, and I didn't hear the master say it in person." “

Xiao Shami Wuse smiled to himself: "Master said, the color is not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, every time Senior Brother Wuming hears that he is asleep, these people are here to listen to the master tell the story." “

Master Guangfa said with a smile: "Tian Luoen has spoken several times, how about the poor monk say that Duan Twenty-four is filial?"

The man said: "Twenty-four filial piety, I have heard it since I was a child, and I also think that there is a snail girl in my heart. “

The crowd laughed.

The man said: "Zhang Yuanwai, you are a laughing bird, you have a wife and a concubine, not like me alone." “

Master Guangfa said: "Okay, today's poor monk will repeat the snail to repay the favor, during the Tang Dynasty, there is a Liu Xiaoer in the south of the Yangtze River, fishing for a living, one day he touched a fist-sized snail in the Qiantang River, I wanted to break it, and suddenly heard the snail speak, saying that she was a maid of the Dragon Palace. “

The person in the audience continued: "Since then, Xiao Er has released the snail, and the snail will come to cook and boil water every day,"

Master Guangfa smiled: "Exactly. Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes looked at a woman in the audience.

The woman sneered and said, "Nonsense. “

Suddenly, I heard someone next to me say, "Miss Tianluo." “

The woman was startled and said, "What snail girl?"

When he turned around, he saw a tall and thin man in black standing beside him at some point.

The woman's face suddenly turned like ashes, and she couldn't help but be self-sufficient, and her legs were weak, and she wanted to kneel.

The man in black waved his hand, and the two of them were already in a square inch of space.

The man in black said: "Don't be afraid, how can I be embarrassed by your little snail?"

The woman said, "What are the instructions of the immortals?"

Mr. Ying: "I'm here to give you a chance to create." ”

The woman said: "Shangxian Mo is going to make fun of it, what chance can it be the turn of a person like a little woman?"

Manager Ying smiled slightly and said, "Just because you are a small snail, it will not arouse the alarm of others, but it will be easier to get it." ”

The woman couldn't help but feel a little moved, and said, "Dare to ask the immortals, what is the chance to create?"

"It is a golden body relic left by a Bodhisattva when he was reincarnated in the world." ”

The woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Why did the Immortal tell the little woman such a big news?"

Ying Zongguan: "If I say that you and I are destined, do you believe it?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

Mr. Ying: "Then what else do you ask? At this time, the secret is abnormal, Hugh has to leak it, otherwise I will blow and take your life." ”

After Master Guangfa finished telling a few stories, everyone left one by one satisfied.

Master Guangfa looked at the audience and sighed.

Xiao Shami followed Master Guangfa's gaze for a long time, his eyes were sour, he didn't see anything, and asked, "Master, what are you looking at?"

Master Guangfa said: "Look at the sky." ”

The little novice looked up at the sky and said, "Oh my God, what's wrong?"

Master Guangfa said: "It's going to change the sky." ”

The little novice wondered, "The weather is good." ”

Before the words fell, suddenly there was a wind on the ground.

The wind was invisible but of quality, circling the high platform where Master Guangfa spoke, blowing the benches where everyone was sitting in the audience.

The sound of the wind "whirring" around the West Lake again, the weeping willows floated up, the water waves rose, and there was a "plop" sound, and someone on the bridge was blown into the lake, and the wind whistled straight up to the sky.

Wuse exclaimed: "Master, it's really going to change." ”

Master Guangfa said: "Yes, the sky has changed. ”

The sky has changed, not the sky. One word difference is a world change.

High in the sky, out of the reach of ordinary people's eyes, a black giant eagle spreads its wings and flies, waving its wings like a meteor.

The eagle strikes the sky.

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