As soon as Jing Jiu returned to Guocheng Temple, he saw a young monk with a familiar face, but compared with that year, this monk's face was darker and the color of wind and frost was heavier.The young monk looked at Jing Jiu, and was even more surprised, he screamed out, and then subconsciously covered his mouth tightly, not daring to speak.Jing Jiu has always been cold to others, but for some reason he was a little happy when he looked at this young monk, maybe this was fate, and said with a smile: "See you again." ”When the young monk saw that he took the initiative to greet him, he was even more excited, and nodded desperately, not forgetting to put one hand together, which was very funny.Looking at him like this, Jing Jiu asked with some surprise, "Are you still practicing closed-mouth meditation?"
”The young monk was stunned before he came to his senses, put down his hand, and said ashamedly: "Get used to it, get used to it." ”Jing Jiu asked, "What about your master?"
”The young monk said, "Master went to the snowfield with Uncle Ancestor who crossed the sea. ”Jing Jiu thought that Zenzi would go over there, and now even the chief of the Ritsu Hall went to reinforce him, thinking about what movement there was on the Snow Country's side, and the movement was not small.He didn't ask anything, though, and he wouldn't be going north anyway.The young monk still wanted to say something to him, and when he heard the convening bell coming from outside the temple, he hurriedly said, "There is an epidemic in Yujun, I have to go first." ”As soon as he ran a few steps, he stopped again, turned around and asked, "How many days will you stay in the temple?"
”Jing Jiu said: "For a long time. ”The young monk was very happy, saluted Zhao Layue with a smirk, and hurriedly ran out of the temple gate."
Childe, do you know him?"
Liu was ten years old and a little curious about why Jing Jiu knew the ordinary medical monks in the temple.Zhao Layue said beside her: "When we left Qingshan for the first time, we met this monk and his master in Chaonan City, and the two of them were good. ”Liu remembered that he was preparing to betray the mountain gate at that time, pretending to be crazy and stupid in the stone room of Tianguang Peak, and couldn't help but smile slightly.It's all in the past, he studied the scriptures in Guocheng Temple for seven years, and he has long since ceased to be nostalgic, including Bai Rujing, the former teacher.After passing through the many halls, I returned to the courtyard in the deepest part of the temple.Liu was a little surprised at the age of ten and asked, "You live in Jingyuan?"
”Zhao Layue asked, "This is called Jingyuan?"
You know here?
”"A few years ago, when He Guogong came to repay His Majesty's vows, those officials lived outside the Jingyuan, and I came to deliver food."
Liu Shisui pointed to a place outside the Jingyuan, where more than ten buildings could be seen faintly in the mountains and forests.Walking into the Jingyuan, the great monk was sweeping the leaves again, and it seemed that he was not going to keep the small stone pagoda absolutely clean in front of it.Liu Shi-year-old greeted the great monk, looked around curiously, and finally fell on the small stone tower, and asked, "Childe, what is this?"
”Zhao Layue said beside her: "This is the Spirit Bone Pagoda of the previous God Emperor. ”Liu was speechless in shock at the age of ten, and only spoke after a while: "It turns out that the legend is actually true, His Majesty the God Emperor is really fake death, and he cultivates Buddha here......"
Zhao Layue ignored him anymore, looked at the three rain corridors in the courtyard, and judged which place had better light, so as to leave it to Jing Jiu."
I don't know what the name of the old man of the God Emperor is here, and in the end it is also a tower to accommodate him, it is really ......"
Liu walked to the stone tower at the age of ten, and was extremely emotional, and then saw the white cat sleeping in front of the tower, with a slightly stunned expression."
This cat is ...... again What?
Guards?
Hakuki-sama?
”He hurriedly bowed and saluted solemnly, not daring to be sloppy.Ever since Liu walked into the Jingyuan at the age of ten, the sound has not stopped, like countless leaves falling from the branches, floating in the air.The Great Monk felt that the Qingshan disciple was so interesting, but he also felt a little troublesome, so he couldn't help but sigh.When Liu was ten years old and spoke, it was Zhao Layue who took the initiative to answer, but even so, Jing Jiu still couldn't stand it."
I forgot to ask, I asked Zen to teach you to keep your mouth shut, why do you still talk so much now?"
Liu Shisui said with a blank expression: "I don't know, Zenzi didn't say it." ”Jing Jiu thought to himself that the little monk was really not very reliable.Zhao Layue was a little worried, Zenzi left Guocheng Temple and went to the north, indicating that there must be something wrong with the Snow Country, and he couldn't help himself.Jing Jiu didn't care, the little monk had profound Dharma, and of course it would be helpful for him to refine the Immortal Urn, but he was too smart, and if he met too many times, he would definitely be recognized.Of course, it wasn't a big deal to recognize it, but it was just a little embarrassing, and he relied on the lotus cloud of Zen Zi outside the Jingyang Fake Cave Mansion to avoid Fang Jingtian's killing intent......
He still can't forget that "little friend".This is how life at Koseiji Temple began.The courtyard in the Jingyuan is really quiet, the birds are in the distance, there are no cicadas in the deep winter, and the three rain corridors are each occupied by the great monk, Zhao Layue, and Jing Jiu.In addition to sweeping the fallen leaves, the great monks sit on the futon and meditate, but they are too old, and more often they are basking in the sun and napping.Zhao Layue sat on the futon, with dozens of Buddhist scriptures piled up beside her, reading carefully, occasionally closing her eyes and meditating for a moment.The white cat sometimes lies on her stomach in front of the tower, more often on her lap, and occasionally sleeps in the pile of fallen leaves swept by the Great Monk.Jing Jiu did not read the Buddhist scriptures or meditate, but took out the bamboo chair and lay down.Suddenly it rained in the sky, and the white cat came out of the fallen leaves, returned to Zhao Layue's side, and lay quietly on her stomach.Now in the depths of winter, only the Guocheng Temple is near the East China Sea, the climate is warm, and the Zen is hidden in the mountains, unless the cold wave reaches the north, it will snow.At the age of ten, Liu finished his inspection and preliminary care of Jingyuan, found the teapot, small stove and related things, and began to make tea by the porch.Before and after the water in the teapot boils, it makes a purring sound.Whether it is in the pile of fallen leaves or on Zhao Layue's lap, the white cat often purrs.The white ghost-sama is so cute.Liu was ten years old thinking about this question, sneaking a glance at the cat from time to time.After the tea is boiled, divide it into four bowls and rest it in front of each one.The rain was dripping.The fragrance of tea is diluted by the rain, but it is more fragrant.At the age of ten, Liu sat cross-legged in the corner of the rain corridor and began to meditate.At one point, when the rain stopped and twilight enveloped the ancient temple, he opened his eyes and woke up, cleaned up the tea stove and bowls, and went to the house to tidy up.Just like in Nansong Pavilion back then, the so-called service is these little things."
Childe, I'm leaving.""
Hmm."
In the twilight, Liu walked out of Guocheng Temple at the age of ten and returned to the vegetable garden.With a squeak, the door was happily pushed open, and Xiaohe said happily: "I thought you weren't coming back." ”Liu Shisui smiled and said, "There is only one bed in the guest house in Jingyuan, and I can't sleep. ”Xiao He's eyes changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Are the two immortal masters ......
Isn't it rumored that the Nine Immortals of Jing and the White Early Fairy are a couple?
”"What do you think?
Childe likes to sleep on bamboo chairs. ”Liu said with a smile, and then remembered that the bamboo chair was indeed a little old, and his eyes naturally fell on a corner of the vegetable garden.There were a few clumps of bamboo growing there He asked Gu Qing to find a way to move from Tianguang Peak, I don't know if it was water and soil or something else, it was not as good as when it was in Qingshan, and I didn't know if it was suitable for repairing bamboo chairs.………… Five days later, in the early morning, a bell faintly sounded, Jing Jiu got up from the bamboo chair, took Zhao Layue out of Jingyuan, and walked towards the temple.The lecture hall started today, and Master Chengjia personally gave a lecture on the scriptures.Guocheng Temple is very large, the temple Zen room stone tower is everywhere, Jing Jiu walks freely in it, it seems very familiar.The lecture hall is a large hall, and at this time dozens of monks have gathered, wearing monks' robes representing different generations, sitting on futons without any sound.Looking at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue who walked into the hall, the monks were a little surprised, you must know that this is the inner temple, why did these two donors appear here?
A monk recognized the identities of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, and whispered a few words, so his eyes fell on Master Chengjia to see how he decided.Master Chengjia was also a little surprised, thinking to himself that these two really came to the temple to listen to the scriptures?
Both the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect are righteous leaders, and Guocheng Temple will give them enough respect, but outsiders are never allowed to stay here in the lecture hall......
Master Chengjia thought about the relationship between Zenzi and Shenmofeng, shook his head with a smile, and signaled that there was nothing to do.Jingyang Zhenren has a half-master friendship in Zenzi, and today it is a little bit more than one or two.Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked to an inconspicuous corner.At the beginning, Zhao Layue in Qipanshan reminded him that he always had to pay attention to this kind of occasion, so he didn't bring a bamboo chair over, and sat on the futon like those monks.There was no opening sentence in the lecture of Guocheng Temple, and it began with the three sound of stone out.Master Chengjia's voice was a little low, like a bell, and it was extremely mellow.Today, he explained the Seven Ginseng Sutras of the Heavenly Tree, which was quite obscure, and there was no undulating sound echoing in the lecture hall, which was quite effective in helping sleep.The dozens of monks sitting on the futon listened quietly, looking serious on the surface.Some young monks who are not in the realm enough can't help but secretly pinch their thighs a few times to dispel their sleepiness.Zhao Layue listened very attentively, without a moment of distraction, her eyes became brighter and brighter, black and white became more and more distinct, and she was very energetic.Half an hour later, there were three more stone sounds, and the lecture came to an end for the time being.Most of the monks still sit on the futon and continue to understand the master's explanations.Some monks stood up and went to the locust tree outside the lecture hall, either to fight boxing or to refresh their spirits.Zhao Layue looked at these pictures and smiled slightly, remembering the scene of the Zhongzhou faction asking the question conference relayed by Gu Qing, thinking that if Zhuo Rusui was here, he was afraid that he would fall asleep in a few moments.Then she looked at Jing Jiu beside her, wanting to ask him about something, but found that he had closed his eyes and was breathing slowly and slowly, and he was already asleep.What is this listening to?
………… Liu went to Jingyuan at the age of ten, and found that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were not there, so he went to ask the white ghost but the cat ignored it, so he had to disturb the great monks, only to know that they had gone to listen to the scriptures.He has already read and interpreted those scriptures, and he doesn't need to listen to them again, so what is he going to do today?
He went back to the vegetable garden, cut a few bamboos, and then returned to the quiet garden again and began to repair the bamboo chair.The Great Monk walked to the courtyard and began to sweep the fallen leaves, watching him become more and more proficient in his movements, smiling and thinking, thinking that these Qingshan disciples were really interesting."
Where do the fallen leaves go after they are swept every day?
Master, these things will be done for me in the future. ”Liu felt the gaze of the great monk at the age of ten, and said while repairing the bamboo chair: "I heard that the prince said that you used to be the Taichang Temple Qing of Chaoge City, and you were born with the name of the monk Dachang, but there is a little bit missing, which is really interesting." ”The Great Monk's expression changed slightly, thinking that this kind of thing was interesting, and he didn't want to pay attention to this person anymore, so he continued to deal with the fallen leaves with a bamboo broom.Liu Shinian glanced back and said with concern: "Your broom looks a little old, it just so happened that I brought bamboo today, do you want to make a new one for you." ”The great monk was very helpless, thinking that it was no wonder that Jing Jiu wanted you to learn closed-mouth meditation.Liu Shi-year-old has never needed an opponent to speak, and he lowered his head and continued to repair the bamboo chair, constantly thinking about it.The Great Monk sighed, his face was wrinkled even deeper, looking at the small stone tower, thinking to himself that it is so noisy here now, Your Majesty, do you want to move?
………… A peaceful and happy life is always similar, each day is the same as the day before, except for the light rain and the breeze at times.There are futons and bamboo chairs under the rain corridor in the quiet garden, and three people and a cat are sitting or lying or lying down, and this is the day.Sometimes the white cat will go out for a walk when it is tired of lying down, after all, this is Guocheng Temple, there are many taboos, and it will not go too far.Every five or ten days, there is a master in the lecture hall to explain the scriptures, and Jing Jiu will take Zhao Layue to listen, and once the white cat is really bored, he also went with it, and found it very interesting, and listened carefully.The bamboo chair has been repaired, and when Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue listen to the scriptures, Liu will stay in the vegetable garden at the age of ten, finish all the farm work he has saved for several days, and move his muscles and bones by the way.It's just that the winter cold is getting deeper, and there are some signs of recurrence of the true qi conflict in his body, and the number of coughs has increased significantly, and Xiaohe is very worried.In the meditation hall on the edge of the tower of Guocheng Temple, Yin San is also reading the scriptures.It was far away from the Jingyuan and the lecture hall, and he had never been there because he had always been conceited of his profound knowledge of Buddhism, and he disdained to listen to the teachings of those juniors.In addition to reading the scriptures, Yin San's most common thing to do is to sit on the stone steps of the meditation hall and bask in the winter sun.The most common thing that the ancestor did was to go outside the temple to steal meat to eat, and often ate a mouth full of oil.Occasionally, Yin San would take out the bone flute and play a silent tune.Old Ancestor stood behind him, touching his reddened nose, looking into the distance, thinking about his silent thoughts.Yin San didn't know that Jing Jiu was here.Jing Jiu didn't know that Yin San was here.This pair of brothers in the history of the Qingshan Sect, and even the most legendary in the history of the cultivation world, spent time together in Guocheng Temple without knowing each other.One day, Yin San looked up at the outside of Tallinn, and suddenly saw his eyes full of greenness, only to know that spring had arrived.He smiled slightly, his heart moving slightly, knowing that he would definitely be able to solve his physical problems.Then he remembered that Yoo was ten years old.A winter has passed, and I don't know if the little guy's cough has gotten better.So he went to the vegetable garden.()