In his words, Mingxin spoke righteously and fearlessly, and he didn't care about the majesty of the crown prince at all.

The prince looked at Mingxin, his eyes were facing each other, as if sparks were splashing, and after a moment of looking at each other, the prince said quietly: "Very good, you are very reasonable, but, I don't like it very much, however, I am not an unreasonable person, it is impossible to kill you because of you, but you do make me very unhappy, so——"

As he spoke, he saw that the prince suddenly drew his sword, and a sword pierced Mingxin's abdomen, and blood gushed out immediately, and then the prince raised his hand, took the white handkerchief handed over by the eunuch next to him, wiped his hands, and looked at Mingxin, "So, I really want to stab a sword on you, because it is said that true Buddhas are all swords without a body, it seems that you are not a true Buddha." ”

For the prince's sudden attack, Mingxin also did not react, and when he came back to his senses, he only glanced at the long sword inserted in his abdomen, and under the stunned gaze of the eunuch, Mingxin directly pulled out the sword, held it in his hand, looked at the prince and said, "Does the donor want to stab again?"

The prince's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Bai Hao, and said lightly: "What if I have a stab, what if I don't?"

"If the donor stabs me again, I can only fight with this sword, and within five paces, I bet that the donor will die before me. If the donor doesn't stab, then please put away your sword and leave, I'm going to rest. ”

The prince was stunned, raised his head and took a deep look at Mingxin, and turned to leave.

Time flies, and two years have passed.

In the past two years, Mingxin has traveled to most of the country, visiting as many as half of the temples in the country, but without exception, he has been turned away.

On this day, in the living room of Dongming Temple.

The host of Dongming Temple held the letter and read it quietly, and after reading the letter, the host of Dongming Temple pondered for a moment and refocused on Mingxin's body.

"Little monk, what's your name?"

"The little monk's name is clear. ”

"Mingxin Mingxin, Mingxin Mingxin, Mingxin, the name is good, you said that your master has been dead for two years. ”

"Yes. ”

"How many temples have you been to in the past two years?"

"Before Dongming Temple, there were twenty-four in total. ”

"All rejected, none of the temples took you in?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you know why?"

"Now I understand. ”

"You got it. The host of Dongming Temple was stunned for a moment, raised his head to look at Mingxin, and saw that he didn't look like he was lying, and continued to ask: "That being the case, why do you continue to do this." ”

Hearing this, Mingxin smiled, raised his head and looked at the host of Dongming Temple and said, "Because, my master is my heaven." ”

The host of Dongming Temple was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why, and Mingxin didn't wait for him to think clearly, but asked: "I don't know the host's answer yet." ”

"My answer?" the host paused and sneered, "I can't take you in." ”

"Yes. Mingxin seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, smiled, and didn't care, "That is the case, the little monk has a lot of trouble, and he takes his leave." ”

Mingxin went down the mountain, without any stops, and rushed towards the next temple.

Spring goes to autumn, snow melts and summer solstice, and another two years have passed.

In just four years, Mingxin visited a total of forty-eight monasteries, including all the temples of the dynasty, large and small, and today, Mingxin came to the last temple, which is also Mingxin's last stop, and the letter in his arms is only this last one.

The sun at the end of summer is not abated at all, shining on people's bodies, as if to roast people under a layer of skin, in such a day, Mingxin came to his last stop, Jinhua Temple.

Jinhua Temple, as the largest temple in this dynasty, but also in line with its own name, splendid, purple gold glazed tile roof, shining in the sun, when Mingxin entered the temple to say the intention, there is a little monk to lead the way to lead it in.

Along the way, Mingxin saw many monks coming and going in the temple, and there were many troops coming and going, so he was very puzzled, and asked the little monk beside him: "May I ask what grand activities are there in the temple, which is so lively." ”

"Of course. The little monk turned his head to look at Mingxin, and a proud smile appeared on his face, "Today, the new emperor ascends the throne and wants to worship the heavens in Jinhua Temple." ”

"Oh, I see, it looks like I won't be able to see the host today. Mingxin sighed softly.

Who knew that the little monk said: "You don't have to worry about this, there is already a senior brother who has gone to preside over it just now, and the host should be able to find time to meet you." ”

Mingxin nodded, and then followed the little monk into the living room, and waited for a long time, but saw a person wearing a robe, with a sad face, walking slowly, his face was sad, as if he was grieving for the suffering of the world, this person was the host of Jinhua Temple.

When the host came in, he saw Mingxin at a glance.

Mingxin got up and made a mockery, "The little monk has seen the host." ”

After the host returned the ceremony, Bai Hao made his intention clear, took out the letter and handed it to the host of Jinhua Temple.

The host took the letter, unfolded it, looked up at Mingxin, and asked, "I heard that you have been on this trip for four years, and you have traveled all the temples in the territory, but none of the temples have taken you in. ”

Hearing the words of the host, the little monk waiting next to him was suddenly stunned, and looked at Mingxin with wide eyes, but saw that Mingxin just nodded lightly.

"Then do you hate your master?" the host continued.

"Don't hate. Mingxin replied without the slightest hesitation.

The host looked at Mingxin's clear eyes, and after a long time, he nodded slowly and said, "In this case, your fate has arrived, and I will allow you to practice in Jinhua Temple." ”

Then after Mingxin listened to the host's words, he didn't feel the slightest happiness, but his eyes fell on the outside of the living room, and he said softly: "No, my fate has not yet arrived." ”

Before Mingxin's voice fell, he heard a burst of laughter outside the door, "Little monk, it seems that you know my thoughts very well!" With this voice, there was a person in the first place, and the dragon walked into the hall, followed by a large number of honor guards.

Seeing this person, Mingxin got up and made a mockery, "Donor, the little monk is polite." ”

The man in the imperial robe laughed again, "Little monk, we meet again." After four years of separation, I didn't expect us to meet here again, it's really fate. “

The little monk thought it was providence. ”

"Then it seems that this providence is not very kind to you. As the emperor's words fell, the originally clear sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and everyone looked out frequently.

Mingxin just clasped his hands together and said: "The little monk still doesn't believe in the mandate of heaven, let alone the will of heaven." ”

"Well said, little monk, meeting me today reminds me of an old incident, so my four questions are still valid back then, what is your answer now?"

The little monk's answer remains the same, please forgive the donor. ”

"Forgive me, no, take him down left and right. With the emperor's order, there were left and right armor soldiers who pressed Mingxin to the ground, the knife was on his neck, the lightning and thunder outside the window, and the rainstorm was coming.