Let's say that Situ Mingkong felt that his words touched the pain of Wang Sinan, so he gave up: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say anything, our trip is to go to Bianjing Shaolin Temple, one is to visit the old people, for a while, and the other is to ・・・・・・" That Situ Mingkong said this, but suddenly paused, and only continued after a long time, "The second is to ask the Shaolin faction to invite the world to the right way, and ・・・・・・ Jiangjiabao" Situ Mingkong stopped again and was silent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That Wang Sinan said: "Since the last time I heard Haoyou do such a thing in the Jiang Mansion, I don't want to meddle in the affairs of the Jiang family. As for you going to visit the Shaolin Temple, it's all up to your ・・・・・・," Wang Sinan said, and said, "I have to thank you for saving your lives today, if there is nothing else, Sinan will leave・・・・・・"

Situ Mingkong hurriedly said: "・・・・・・ slowly" Situ Mingkong walked to Wang Sinan's side and said, "If you can trust it, you and I may as well go on the same road, my Xiangzhi girl apprentice is also quite lonely all the way, Miss Wang might as well be with her." And it's not alarmist, I'm afraid that the identity of the man in black who came today is a mystery, for the sake of the health of the king girl, please go with us!"

In the face of Situ Mingkong's honest invitation, Wang Sinan was reluctant to say more, but said: "Sinan is indeed in trouble today, I'm afraid I can't go with you." It won't be long before the day will dawn, and Sinan will not disturb your way forward, and say goodbye!"

Situ Mingkong was still waiting to be submerged, but he saw that Wang Sinan was already in the wind, and left leisurely.

Master Chanqing sighed with a sigh: "Amitabha, the old monk looks at the donor's aura, and he is proficient in martial arts, and he is very dexterous, you and I don't have to worry too much!" Master Chanqing looked up at the sky, and then said to Situ Mingkong and Yongchuan Kaori, "Two, the weather is about to brighten, we are still far from the Shaolin Temple, we should speed up our pace!"

After saying that, the master of Zen Qing walked straight to the side of a big tree not far away, and attracted the three horses and donkeys. Situ Mingkong, Yongchuan Kaori and the master of Zenqing, after some rectification, got on the pedals and got on the donkey's back, but then they saw the donkey's hooves stirring up circles of dust in this pale darkness・・・・・・

The journey is lonely, the wind and rain are bleak, the autumn light is intoxicating, and the traveler is safe.

And said that since that day happened to meet Wang Sinan, these three people have not fallen, riding the donkey, several feeding, sometimes on the official road, sometimes on the mountain and forest path, all the way on the wind and dust, finally after nearly ten days, only to arrive near the Shaolin Temple of a bustling city, today's prosperous place - Bianjing.

When the three of them came to this Bianliang Kyoto, the sky was already setting, and only ten thousand golden waves remained. That Situ Mingkong looked at the distant scenery and couldn't help sighing: "

The servants of the wind and dust, watching the sea in the downtown area・・・・・・" Situ Mingkong stretched his waist, "I finally arrived in this Bianjing!"

Yongchuan Kaori is the first time to come to the capital of Bianjing, and immediately saw this person's eyes like the sea, and things are prosperous, so he couldn't help but praise: "Rows of buildings and palaces, such a prosperous town, I still see such a prosperous place for the first time・・・・・・" When Yongchuan Kaori saw it, he couldn't help but reveal his yearning.

Situ Mingkong's character is a little prosperous and sad, and when he witnesses such a grand scene, he can't help but think about the bad place: "Alas, this Bianjing is so prosperous and prosperous at this time, and it is the economic, political and cultural center of the world. However, just a few years later, the mountains and rivers of Bianjing will be trampled and invaded by those foreigners, and when Kyoto falls, the Central Plains is chaotic, and the demons and evil people on the rivers and lakes are bound to take advantage of the danger of others, maybe they will slaughter the world at this moment・・・・・・" Situ Mingkong's imagination of the future is a bit too much, and he himself realized, "Ah, what am I thinking, in short, I will calm down the affairs of the Jiangjiabao within this period of time, and then destroy the Moon Worship Master." In the future, I want to live in seclusion between the mountains and rivers, and be drunk in the mountains and rivers・・・・・・" Situ Mingkong thought of this, and couldn't help but yearn for it, and his face unconsciously showed joy and anticipation.

After all, Master Chan Qing is very old, and his experience is rich and varied, and he has witnessed a lot of strange people and strange scenes, so he is not very surprised, and said: "Amitabha, the prosperous scene, but the outside is the appearance, but the inside is turbulent, 'color is emptiness, emptiness is color'." The Buddhist scriptures say, it's really good・・・・・・" Master Chanqing said, then said no more, looking at the surging crowd in front of him, listening to the sound of the vendors not far away, and was at ease.

Although Yongchuan Kaori was quite disappointed when she heard what the Zen Qing master next to her said, she also smiled and said: "Master Zen Qing, this Buddha said that although the rule is clear, it is the most holy way, and it is difficult for us mortal people to get out of it." Isn't there another saying, that is, 'Shun is a man, and the reverse is an immortal, only upside down in it', isn't this also what we mortals in the world, and who is jumping out of the red dust and transcending into immortals and becoming enlightened!"

Situ Mingkong listened to this remark made by Yongchuan Kaori, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Yo, our Mei Kaori still has such a great truth, and she is actually going to become a great philosopher!" Situ Mingkong said no more, and laughed loudly.

Kaori Nagagawa also smiled, then stroked the smile, and then whispered: "How can there be, what I said is not what I learned from your ears and eyes, Master?!"

As soon as Yongchuan Kaori's voice fell, the other two people present also laughed, and the Zen Qing master's stern face was also abruptly released, and he also laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Xiangzhi Girl Tanyue is sensitive and skillful. The two of you are not like master and apprentice, but like the person who is in love!"

Hearing this, Na Yongchuan Kaori and Situ Mingkong were at a loss. Situ Mingkong hurriedly waved his hand to cover it up and said, "Brother Chanqing, don't talk nonsense!"

After hearing this, Kaori Nagagawa was also dyed peach, like a peach blooming in autumn, and it was gorgeous and charming. At this time, Nagagawa Kaori did not speak, but came to the donkey's side, lowered her head, and began to caress the bushes of plush on the donkey's back.

Situ Mingkong saw her like this, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to look at the Zen Qing master helplessly, and he couldn't say much.

Master Chanqing faced Situ Mingkong's menacing and helpless gaze, but he pretended not to see it, twisted the Buddha beads with his hands, said the Buddha number, and went straight to the Buddha. Such a small episode is to push everyone's original blockage and sadness into a hundred miles of clouds. Now this childlike state is the most affectionate and holy way for young people・・・・・・ which is:

Gorse, red pink noodles, see each other temporarily in the flowers.

Knowing my intentions, feeling your pity, this situation must be asked to heaven.

The incense is spikes, and the wax is tears, which seems to be the hearts of the two.

The mountain pillow is greasy, the brocade is cold, and it feels more leaky.