The old monk of Manjusri Temple asked Xie Huahua to enter the temple with him to talk, although Xie Huahua had doubts, he followed in the end, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.
In the past few days, they have often sent people to Manjushri Temple to look for them, but each time they are still the same as when he and Ling Yan first came, and there is no trace.
However, Xie Huahua was a little surprised when he looked at the slow pace of the old host of the Manjushri Temple in front of him, didn't he say that the abbot in this temple was going to hold a shaving ceremony?
Why is it that the old monk I see now has a ring scar on his head, wearing a Buddha pool robe, and the top of his head is shiny, not just shaved.
This kind of monk must have been a monk for some days, and there seems to be a strange look in his eyes, he should also be a monk with a rich story, and most of them have experienced a lot of romance before escaping into the empty door.
Of course, these are just Xie Huahua's reverie when he walked behind when he was bored, and it was precisely because of boredom that Xie Huahua also had a random guess in his heart about the old host of Wenshu Temple in Yumi Town, and of course the story he believed in was also very charming.
Xiao Shami was led by the old monk and walked in front, he did have a smart Huigen, and he seemed to have magical powers, he actually noticed that Xie Huahua's eyes were a little strange, and seemed to know that Xie Huahua was thinking about things in his heart.
Xiao Shami broke away from the old monk's hand, then raised his right hand that had been placed on his trouser leg just now and pointed at Xie Huahua, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to mutter nonsense behind our backs, let alone scold the master, and of course you can't scold me, but if you scold yourself, I like it very much."
The master in Xiao Shami's mouth is naturally the presiding abbot of Manjushri Temple, Xie Huahua was surprised in his heart, is he so bad?
Even a child of eighteen or nineteen years old could see his thoughts, he couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, no wonder sometimes the dignitaries and nobles in the capital said that if Xie Huahua didn't have his grandfather, he would have been eaten so much that he couldn't even have bones left.
The old monk beckoned back to ask the little novice not to talk nonsense, and said to Xie Huahua with a slight apology, folded his hands and said: "The bad guy is stubborn, and he asks this benefactor for forgiveness."
Xie Huahua is not such a stingy person, besides, he is still a child, he also clasped his hands and smiled: "Master, tell me how to answer my questions, if the master can really help solve the urgent need, Xie will definitely have a lot of gratitude."
The old monk smiled and said nothing, just let Xie Huahua follow.
"What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"
Xie Huahua muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it loudly, so he could only mumble quietly, he and the old monk Xiao Shami walked for half an hour.
Don't walk in and don't know, the Manjusri Temple in this town is quite large, built by the mountain, also adjacent to the water, and the location is very appropriate, in the feng shui bureau, it is indeed a treasure.
Moreover, the scenery along the road is beautiful, the ancient style of the simple pavilion, as well as the gurgling stream flowing from the small bridge at the foot, the small bridge pedal is gently knocked by people's footsteps, the morning bell and the dusk drum, the realm of the Manjushri Temple in this rice town is higher than the hype of many famous mountains, but it is a pity that people who are raised in the deep mountains do not know, or they are willing to do so.
However, Xie Huahua was in no mood to look at the surrounding scenery, this graceful and winding path was superfluous in his eyes, and the bamboo forest made him feel that he was not afraid of falling off if he stood so straight and straight.
Gradually, Xie Huahua had an impatient look on his face, he was here to find the woman's traces, not to visit the mountains and rivers.
Besides, he Xie Huahua is also the only grandson of Xie Guogong in the current dynasty, what kind of beautiful scenery has not been seen, it is the most glorious Taizheng Palace in the world, and it is not strange to him, what kind of thing is it that this monk takes him to wander around so casually.
Finally, when the old monk had to take Xie Huahua to climb a mountain that lived in the Manjushri Temple, some of which were high, Xie Huahua had no patience anymore, he threw his sleeves and sat on the edge of the stone slab on the side of the road, and said angrily: "Do you know?
This son didn't come to your Manjushri Temple to enjoy the mountains and rivers. ” The old monk who had been walking ahead, his pace remained the same and his face remained the same now, turned around, with a smile on his face, his smile was actually a little mysterious, and he asked with a smile: "The donor really doesn't want to go up this mountain with me to have a look?"
Xie Huahua didn't look at the old monk's face, just shook his hands and shouted: "Don't go, don't go."
After finishing speaking, he leaned his head on his legs and rested for a while, and then Xiao Shami, who had been supporting the old monk without saying a word, sneered disdainfully: "What can you do with your appearance, find someone?"
I don't think you would have gone now, even if that person had been right in front of you. ” Xie Huahua raised his head and looked at the little novice, his eyes were a little angry, and the little novice did not have the slightest fear, and looked at Xie Huahua, in the end, Xie Huahua still couldn't really do anything to this little novice, and it was also an insult to his face to do such a thing as his identity.
The old monk just looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, he knew that Xie Huahua would not do anything, and he also knew what his disciples thought, the two of them were just fighting some words, and there was no harm.
After the two looked at each other for a few minutes, Xiao Shami was younger and didn't have Xie Huahua's stamina, and finally lost the battle, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, tears were rubbed out, and Xie Huahua suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart.
"Okay, it seems that I can't find the person I'm looking for here after all, let's go, there is a way to the end of the world, if she and I can see each other again, then see you."
Xie Huahua patted the ash on his ass and got up, seemingly free, but anyone could hear the loneliness in his words.
Xie Huahua has seen many women over the years, and naturally he has played with a lot of women, but many times it is a scene, and sometimes Xie Huahua is very disgusted with those flattering Qinglou women.
But Xie Huahua also knew what his family was like, so he deliberately didn't mind, anyway, so many years have passed.
But he didn't expect that he actually met a woman in Southwest Road who was really willing to take care of her for a lifetime, no woman had lived in his heart for so many years, then, she was the first, and Xie Huahua also understood that she was also the last.
Since there is no hope of finding someone, how can he have that mind to let Xie Huahua climb the mountain again, but he is afraid of laughing at people when he goes out in despair, so he can only leave in a chic manner, but Xie Huahua, who was about to leave, was stopped by the old monk again.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
Xie Huahua asked helplessly, originally thought that this old monk was slightly more reliable than the little novice, but now it seems that it is really a tree and a country, and the disciple cannot believe it if he is not a reliable teacher.
And now I can't find it, and I don't let myself leave, is it because I want to keep myself in the Manjushri Temple in this town to become a believer of the Buddha?
Creak!
I don't want to be a bald monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha in this life.
Xie Huahua really thought that this old monk thought so, although she would lose seven points of color in her future life, but the remaining three points were more exciting than this accompanying green lantern ancient Buddha, so Xie Huahua's heart tightened, and the soles of his feet were oiled, and he planned to go to the top of the thirty-six plans.
He stopped again when he ran to the middle of the small bridge, because the old monk said: "The person the donor is looking for is on the mountain, and if the donor is gone, there will really be no chance to see him again in this life, so donor, do you really not look back?"
"Master?
Are you telling the truth?
An unconcealable look of joy appeared on Xie Huahua's face, and the old monk smiled and nodded: "The monks don't talk and won't deceive the donor."
Xie Huahua laughed: "The Buddha said, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore."
Fortunately, thanks to the master's enlightenment, otherwise Xie Huahua would have gone straight to the sea of bitterness today. ” After finishing speaking, Xie Huahua ran again, this time running faster, but the direction of running was already the direction of the mountain, and the little novice and the old monk who were far behind continued to walk slowly towards the mountain.
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On the way, Xiao Shami, who was supporting the old monk, tilted his head and asked, "Master, you said that this person also looks like a person of noble status, how could he really go so hurriedly to meet a person whose family background is so much worse than him?"
The old monk walked two steps and rested two steps, there was nothing wrong when he walked just now, but he was a little unbearable to climb the mountain, he took a deep breath, and then said softly: "Because I like it."
"Like?
Master, what do you like?
Although Xiao Shami doesn't like others to call him small, and he doesn't want the senior brothers in the temple to treat him as a child, no matter how much he doesn't like him, he is indeed just a child, and naturally he likes it for nothing.
But when you grow up, will you be able to understand?
The old monk had doubts in his heart, and then he had an answer in his heart, he probably didn't understand when he liked this thing.
The Buddha said that the four are empty, can they be empty?
He is familiar with hundreds of Buddhist scriptures, but none of them talk about these things, otherwise he would not have been confused for so many years.
When mentioning what he liked, the old monk fell silent, his eyes seemed to have returned to many years ago, when he had not yet escaped into the empty door, and he was still peerless, and the talented and beautiful woman was the envy of outsiders.
But in the end, I was helpless.
The three sentences helplessly let the old monk's mind pull back all of a sudden, and the little novice looked puzzled, just now he shouted several times The master did not agree to himself, as if he was thinking about something, but he could feel that it was not the Tao of the Buddha, nor the fruit of Manjushri Bodhisattva, that feeling was more similar to the feeling of the person who rushed up the mountain after not wanting to go up the mountain just now.
Xiao Shami was indeed young and didn't know how to speak, so he blurted out: "Master, you haven't liked a woman too, have you?"
The old monk gently touched the head of the little novice, and only laughed, and the two continued to climb the mountain, and when they continued to walk dozens of steps, the old monk began to spit out word by word, but the sound was very small, and this time even the little novice could not hear clearly.
However, the wind on the mountain can be heard, and the old monk seems to say: "I liked it before, and I like it now."