"The scenery of this Yinxiu Mountain is not bad. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Yes, although it is not as good as some famous mountains in the Central Plains, its green and beautiful appearance is also unique. ”

"The old abbot of Yinxiu Temple has already dismissed his disciples, and it seems that he also knows that disaster is coming. ”

"It should be, I think he chose to stay alone, because he wanted to die with the wicked man. ”

"I wonder what kind of character that wicked man will be, and whether we can defeat him?"

"When did the master of the Sleeve Pavilion learn to be afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm worried about your injury. ”

"Uh...... I said I'm fine. ”

"The devil believes in you. ”

"If you don't believe me, you believe in ghosts. ”

......

The two talked about making trouble, and unconsciously came to the temple gate of Yinxiu Temple. The gate of Yinxiu Temple was closed, and Sima and the two were not surprised, the old abbot sent his disciples to meet the enemy alone, and naturally refused to accept pilgrims, and it was normal for the door to be closed.

Before he could knock on the door, the door opened automatically, and a very familiar voice was heard.

"The two donors are also here, we are really fated, please come in. ”

The two looked at each other, and then said at the same time, "Holy monk, why is he here?"

The two of them walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and saw that the little novice was meditating in a serious way, and he was very reluctant to stand next to the prodigal son without looking back. When the prodigal son saw his sister, he hurriedly ran over to say hello.

"Holy monk, you have to take care of your brother. ”

The prodigal son suddenly shouted, "Sister, what does it mean to have to work for him to take care of me? Is it clear that I take care of him? Do you know sister, along the way, he asked me to serve tea and pour water for him, and even let me do such a shameful thing as turning into a relationship, I haven't been a monk yet......" The prodigal son was full of complaints, and kept telling Sleeve Hongxue.

Sima couldn't help laughing when he made up the picture of the monk using evil bones to coerce the prodigal son to do this and that.

"Boy, what are you laughing at? Uncle Ben warns you, stay away from my sister! Otherwise, Uncle Ben will chop you!"

"Poof...... I'm so scared, but someone forgets that he seems to have lost his martial arts, and he will play his majesty when you get the evil bones back. ”

"You!"

The prodigal son rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush towards Sima, but was knocked on the head by the sleeve red snow.

"Don't be rude in your heart. ”

"Sister, you hit me on the head again. ”

In the face of the red snow on his sleeves, the prodigal son lost all his former arrogance, and looked like a good little brother.

Sleeve Hongxue said to the little novice again: "Thank you to the holy monk for disciplining the younger brother in the past few days. ”

The little novice smiled: "The prodigal son is very diligent, and the poor monk likes it very much. ”

The prodigal son expressed his displeasure with a soft snort, and then stood beside Sleeve Hongxue without saying a word.

"Since the holy monk is here, he must be here for the wicked man. Sima chose a futon to sit down, and at the same time pointed to the futon beside him, motioning for Sleeve Hongxue to sit down and rest.

"Yes, but I didn't expect to meet the two donors here. ”

"Alas......" Sima sighed, and at the same time told Xiao Shami about the matter of the Valley of Flowers and his speculation about the wicked man, "It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, the wicked man might not have come out of the Valley of Flowers to do evil." ”

"The cause of the past life and the effect of the next life, this is the cause and effect planted by the ancestors before their deaths, the donor does not have to take responsibility, the donor is just a lead, even if there is no donor, the birth of the evil son is only a matter of time. ”

Listening to Xiao Shami's words, Sima secretly said that his expectations were not bad. The wicked man is indeed the child of Hua Qiluo, and this time he should have come to the world to seek revenge. Also, in the story of Hua Qiluo, the monk is really the master of the little novice, the first holy Buddha of the withered ancient temple.

"Holy monk, can you tell us about the first holy Buddha?" Sima was very interested in the follow-up.

"Alas, it was a bad fate, the love of the first teacher, and the poor monk only heard about it from the mouth of the first master after taking over as the son of the Holy Buddha. Since the donor has something to do with this matter, the poor monk should tell the donor. ”

The little novice sighed, and then spoke slowly.

As the donor just said, the monk in the story is the first teacher to recite the Buddha. After the poor monk took over as the son of the Holy Buddha, the first master once told the poor monk that he was worthy of heaven and earth in his life, and he was only ashamed of a woman. The first teacher didn't hold the last pass that day, and had a night with the woman, and then he didn't know what to do for a while and chose to escape. After thinking about it, the master decided to return to the woman, but when he returned, he found that it was too late, and the Valley of Flowers had turned into a ghost and disappeared. The ancestor has been in that area for a long time, but I don't know if it is manipulation by providence or no chance in this life, and he has never seen each other in the Valley of Seeking Flowers. ”

Later, the ancestor was discouraged, so he gave up continuing to look for the valley of flowers, and then felt the suffering of the common people, so he regained the Seven Buddhas' wishes, and later created the withered ancient temple. The establishment of the ancient temple played a short-term peace for the martial arts at that time, but the ancestor never forgot the woman who was struggling with the curse. ”

"It wasn't until the first master passed on the position of the holy Buddha to the poor monk that the first master wanted to find the valley of flowers again, in order to break this cause and effect. Because the ancestor didn't know how to find it, he invited the Tianyan monk to calculate it for himself, but the result of the Tianyan monk's divination was that the ancestor had grudges in this life, and the evil son came into the world to create a Buddha calamity. ”

It was only then that the ancestor learned that he had a son, and he knew that he not only ruined the life of an innocent woman, but also ruined his own children, and even robbed countless Buddhist disciples. ”

The ancestor blamed himself, and he wanted to end this future disaster alone, so he insisted on finding the valley of flowers again. Tianyan layman is worthy of being a person who has insight into the heavens, and his calculations are exactly the same. The ancestor passed away before he could set out, and today, many years later, this Buddha tribulation has finally arrived. ”

After listening to Xiao Shami's narration, Sima felt that there were several problems.

"Holy monk, according to Mr. Tianyan's calculations, Hua Qiluo only gave birth to one son?"

"Not bad. ”

"That's strange...... Sima thought of Youziyin, if Hua Qiluo only gave birth to one son, then who was Youziyin? What does it have to do with this Buddha tribulation? Why did he go to the trouble of chasing down the evil son?

Sima also informed Xiao Shami about the wanderer's yin, and Xiao Shami couldn't help frowning, obviously not knowing what was going on.

Sima also found a problem, in the narrative of the little novice, the chanting machine seems to have died suddenly, is there any hidden meaning in this?

"Holy monk, is there anything strange about the death of the first holy Buddha?"

"Haha, the donor is really transparent, and he actually noticed this. The death of the ancestor is indeed not simple, but it has nothing to do with it. ”

Seeing that Xiao Shami didn't want to say more, Sima didn't ask any more.

Sima looked at the prodigal son, and he finally knew why the little novice had to keep the prodigal son by his side. The prodigal son is nostalgic for the Buddha bones left by the Buddha's machine, if he is bumped into by the evil son, with the current condition of the prodigal son, I am afraid that there is no life, and it may be safest to leave him by the side of the little novice.

Sleeve Hongxue obviously thought of this, and was grateful to Xiao Shami.

"Thank you to the holy monk for taking such a good look at the younger brother, the sleeve red snow can not be reciprocated, if the holy monk is in need, the sleeve red snow will definitely help. ”

"The owner of the sleeve pavilion is polite, the poor monk wants to accept the prodigal son as a disciple, not only because of this matter, but the poor monk feels that the prodigal son is indeed a person who is destined for my Buddha. ”

The prodigal son was not so appreciative, and whispered: "Uncle Ben will be afraid of him?"