Lin Chen walked slowly, listening to the passers-by chatting all the way, and gradually got to know a little bit about this Luoyang City, Luoyang City, there are three places that are the most famous, that is, Mochou Lake, Changting Road, and the White Horse Temple where he is going.

This White Horse Temple, in Luoyang many temples are also quite famous one, it has a very poignant allusion, the White Horse Temple was originally repaired by the scholars of the first generation of the city, everyone saw that the scholar was devout to the Buddha, but did not enter the empty door, so he asked him, the scholar always smiled and shook his head, and did not answer, one day there was a Luofu Fanyin Temple master passing by, saw that he had a very wise root, had the heart to cross him to enter, did not think that the scholar still smiled and refused.

Everyone was amazed, you know, if you are destined to worship under the Luofu Gate, I don't know how many blessings you have cultivated in your previous life, and how many people can refuse such a great good thing?

Under the questioning of the good deeds, this scholar finally said the reason, it turned out that he had a loving wife, but he died of illness not a month ago, he set up a temple to stay together, accompanied by a green lantern, not for the Buddha, only to meet her in the next life.

The crowd fell silent.

The master sighed, "What is fate?"

Sheng said calmly: "The fate is ice, I hugged the ice in my arms, but the ice melted, and I found that the fate was gone." ”

"From love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from your lover, there is no fear. ”

The master stared at him, recited four verses, and then said: "The red dust is ten, but the trapped beings are numerous, the word of love, like a fire on the ice, is just full of empty flowers, a piece of illusion, see through the red dust to go ashore, how can you not let go?"

Sheng shook his head and said: "Mentioning it is self-cultivation, and letting go is cultivating the mind, my heart is still persistent, joys and sorrows are separated, the roots are not pure, and the Buddha can't cross me." ”

The master frowned and said, "You don't believe in Buddha, so why do you ask for Buddha?"

Sheng looked deeply at the wisteria flowers blooming in front of the lonely green grave in the open space on the side of the temple, as if he was stupid, and muttered:

"I said, I would like to be a stone on the road of red dust.

Shuimei, Green Causeway, Fengqiao.

A soft wave stirred the wind and softened the dusty heart.

Say, "In the next life we pleaded,

On the moonlit evening when the wisteria flowers are fragrant, we meet. ”

He read softly, smiled bitterly, and said lightly to the master: "I believe in fate, I don't believe in Buddha, I believe in Buddha, I don't believe in me, so ask Buddha, master please go back." ”

"Amitabha, it is difficult to survive. The master folded his hands, sighed, said no more, shook his head and left.

Since then, no one knows about the White Horse Temple, more and more people go to ask the Buddha for the scriptures, although hundreds of years later, the scholar's infatuation has long been returned to the dust, but this allusion, as many legends have been handed down, the White Horse Temple is also prosperous because of this, and has become a major resort in Luoyang.

......

"It seems that the scholar is also a sad person. Lin Chen seemed to have a feeling, sighed secretly, unconsciously, crossed a few streets, and walked to Dongcheng Street, and saw a temple that didn't look very big, but it was better than the exquisite and quaint temple standing there, and only then did he walk there, only to see that there were many people surrounding in front of the temple, whispering, but no one entered.

"Oh my God, is this still a dog...... I see it's half as tall as I am......."

"So you have little knowledge, this is the roaring god dog under the old god Immortal Seat, you know the tengu eating the sun, it is said that this guy was beaten down to the mortal world by the god because he was greedy for the light of the sky, and he was enlightened by the old fairy, and followed him to do a good deed every day and eliminate his sins...... What? How do I know? Well, I've heard that too......"

"Alas, it's a pity that his old man has rules, and those who have seen it don't look at ......"

"Come on, you, if you get the guidance of the old immortal once, you will be used for life, this heaven-breaking opportunity, the thing of peeking into reincarnation, is it that we ordinary people like us can be vain......"

"Huh, the big guy moved...... What is he doing here?"

The discussion stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell silent, and everyone looked at the big black dog lying beside the pool in the temple in amazement, as if they heard something, their ears moved, they yawned lazily, stood up, walked to the side slowly, and after a while, they took a small bamboo basket out of nowhere, walked to the edge of the pool, stretched out their front paws, and gently patted the water.

There was a sudden disturbance on the surface of the pool, and countless fish swam over happily and gathered in front of him, but when he saw the big black dog gently bowing his head, the small bamboo basket in his mouth tilted out some fish food, and those fish pecked happily, and occasionally a few fish behind him came slowly, a little impatient, jumped up, jumped to the front to fight for food, the big black dog slapped his front paw, and threw the stubborn guy behind, and the fish that was about to move suddenly quieted down and ate in an orderly manner.

This scene fell into the eyes of the onlookers in front of the door, only dumbfounded, and they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, someone stammered, "He, he's feeding the fish?"

An uproar quickly arose, and everyone was even more eager to talk about it—

"This guy can't be a youkai, right?"

"The old immortal's ability is really amazing, even this beast raised is so spiritual......"

......

Lin Chen was in the crowd, listening to the exclamations around him, he laughed dumbly, shook his head, but his heart was confirmed, this black dog was clearly the puppy that was beaten into the ghost by the old way, but he didn't expect that it had grown so big in the past few years, he sighed lightly, reincarnation and reincarnation are mysterious and mysterious, even cultivators can't say a rough idea, and I don't know that the spiritual sense of the yin ghost Chen Xiao is still a few points left, but seeing that this black dog is so familiar with human nature, and there is a bit of heavenly thunder on his body, it can already be said to be a monster spirit beast, the way of heaven is clear, this can be regarded as a kind of creation.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly saw a stir in the crowd around him, and a young man in the temple retreated with a happy face, followed by an old Taoist with a fairy wind and bones, holding an old whisk and a kind smile on his face, and walked out slowly.

Behind Lao Dao, there was a bright girl, graceful, white as jade, with a sweet smile on her lips.

Everyone quieted down at once, only to see that the old Taoist white beard fluttering, crane bones fairy wind, although the clothes were simple, but there was a sense of immortal ease when walking, and a little awe rose when he landed, and looked at this old Taoist quietly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man is going to leave Luoyang in a few days, let's disperse. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little excited, many people were still waiting for the old fairy to guide the maze, the moment of bitter begging, the old Tao listened to the ear, stroked the beard and sighed, the face showed compassion, said: "You don't know, now the southern demon disaster is not stopped, the old man watched the stars last night, saw that the stars of the Southern Dipper have signs of falling, frightened, pinched his fingers, it is a great omen, there is a catastrophe will be born, the old man is not talented, for the common people in the world, fight this old bone, but also to stop this catastrophe, this is have to leave......"

The old Taoist words are profound, a face of fairy, justice is awe-inspiring, there is a lot of compassion for the world to save the world, hell is not empty vows not to become a Buddha of the tragedy, everyone was in awe, silent for a moment, countless praise moved the words rose, these people, most of them are refugees from other places, and they are deeply touched by the world today, this old fairy is in their eyes, and they are more and more admiring and admiring.

Lin Chen of the crowd was angry and funny, the so-called old immortal in front of him was the old Taoist Zhang Banxian that Yu Hang had met, he didn't expect the world to be so big, and he would actually meet this Taoist priest here, where would he not meet in real life.

Ming Ruo was dumbfounded behind Zhang Banxian for a while, frowned when he heard it, smiled bitterly, and was bored, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the crowd, and he was suddenly stunned, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and after the little girl confirmed that she was not mistaken, her eyes lit up.

She quietly tugged at her grandfather's sleeve, Zhang Banxian was talking wildly, and was interrupted by her granddaughter, and glared at her unhappily, but she saw that Ming Ruo secretly pointed to the crowd, and he was slightly stunned, and as she looked in the direction of her little finger, a familiar young man was looking at him with a smile.

Zhang Banxian's face suddenly changed several times, coughed a few times, and said, "Okay, don't force it, everyone go." ”

Everyone sighed secretly, since the words of the old fairy have come to this, they don't know how to lift up if they stay longer, not to mention that the old fairy cares about the world and has high morality, how can they make it difficult for him to do it because of what he wants, and the people around him bow to the old Tao and leave silently.

Lao Dao nodded slightly to everyone, his eyebrows were elegant, and his bones were like immortals descending from the sky, and when the crowd was almost dispersed, the old face suddenly pulled down, took his granddaughter's hand, and hurriedly walked to the temple.

As he walked, he said: "Bad luck, bad luck, it's not good to meet anyone, it's actually a small one, let's go quickly, this small is terrible, whoever gets involved is unlucky!"

Mingruo was dragged away by her grandfather, her brows furrowed, and when she looked back, she saw the crowd, and the familiar figure disappeared at some point, she was anxious, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Grandpa!"

Zhang Banxian was unexpectedly drunk by her like this, his footsteps paused, and he suddenly stumbled, and when he saw that he was about to fall, suddenly a hand reached over and helped him.

"The Taoist is okay. A gentle and generous voice rang out.

"It's okay, it's okay, thank you ......" Zhang Banxian had a false alarm, his mouth responded, his words suddenly paused, he turned his head to look, his face suddenly condensed, how ugly and ugly, the person in front of him who helped him, wasn't the young man who made him feel like a ghost?

But when Ming Ruo saw this person who suddenly appeared, his heart was overjoyed, and he smiled before he could say anything, and shouted: "Big brother, it's really you!"

Lin Chen looked at the little girl, the little girl had grown a lot taller, beautiful and exquisite, her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were clear and shiny, although she was still in her prime, she was becoming more and more delicate and beautiful, Lin Chen looked at her for a while, then looked at Zhang Banxian, and finally returned to the little girl, a faint smile appeared on her mouth, and said: "Well, it's me, Xiao Mingruo, hello." ”

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This chapter has been written for a long time, and it is a bit green.

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