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"Mr. Sang. (Free full novel \ww" Xiao Yu put down Yan Yan and greeted him.
Sang Chen was much thinner than before, but his body was almost the same as that of Xiao Yu. The blue silk was not scattered behind him. It seemed that his face became more and more clear. He said, "I should go to thank you for your help." , just...just..."
Just thinking of what he said after the arrow in the day, he did not dare to be embarrassed to see Yan Yan.
"Mr. Sang is amazing, and there is no loss in the Tang Dynasty literary world. I am both stunned and how can I stand by." There is no expression on the face, she is already a woman, for her own sake, for her sake. Chen, she didn't want to give him any room for imagination. "Mr. Needless to say."
Sang Chen’s face was slightly white, slightly licking his lips, and after a few breaths, he seemed to be self-speaking: “The grace of life is dare to forget.”
"Mr. Sang is coming to visit the teacher?" Xiao Yu saw the atmosphere was wrong and transferred the topic.
"Exactly." The words have been said, Sang Chen is more and more uncomfortable. He worked hard. In order to strengthen himself, he took the initiative to seek an official. However, even in the place where the Guozijian was not really a official place, he did not learn to smile and did not learn to pretend to be himself.
He was in the clear water, but was stirred up under the struggle between the Prince and the Wei Wang, but the water was still clear. Even if he has an extraordinary IQ and lacks that level of defense, it is impossible to be as good as Xiao Yu in the officialdom.
"There are still things under, and I have to say goodbye." Sang Chen rushed away from Yan Yan and Xiao Yu.
Yan Yan sighed and fell, and Xiao Yu was hugged again.
Already at the end of the spring, the noon sun has already had a hot feeling. When I arrived at the entrance of the temple, Yan Yan saw that Xiao Yu’s forehead had exuded fine sweat, and he licked the help of him.
"Let's go." Xiao Yu has a slight smile on his face.
The two joined hands in the monastery, and the clerk and the monk led them to the main hall. On the right side of the main hall, the monks with gray robes sat on the chanting. On the right side of the table dedicated to the Buddha of the Three Dynasties, there was a large wooden fish, and a monk knocked without a hurry.
The entire temple is solemn.
Xiao Yu and Yan Yan squatted down on the futon, and the monks sent two musk.
Yan Yan never worshipped the Buddha, only meditation in her heart: bless the relatives and friends around her to be safe and smooth; to protect the health of the fetus, this birth can be smooth.
Xiao Yu holds the fragrant road: "This time, the fragrance is late, it is my sleepy mistakes, it is not disrespectful to the Buddha."
Yan Yanwan, like Xiao’s family of gates with a history of inheritance, believes that Buddha is more than the channel, and Mrs. Xiao Tai believes in Buddhism, Xiao Yuxin is not strange.
After the pledge, Xiao Yu will bring in a large amount of money brought in, which is regarded as the incense money.
After finishing the fragrance, a guest monk led them to go to the wing to rest and enjoy the vegetarian meal.
"Golden my wife and children." Xiao Yu looked at the table full of green and white, sighed.
"What is the badness of vegetarianism? You are both worshipping Buddha. If you say this, you are not afraid of the Buddha blaming you." Yan Yan put a piece of tofu in his bowl.
He believes in Buddha and still kills him!
Xiao Yu smiled and said: "The Buddha knows the truth, my heart is sincere, but the heart of my wife and children is true.""Who wants you to pity!" Yan Yan took a bite of tofu, and the vegetarian dishes of Ci'en Temple tasted good. She used to eat black fish, old hens and the like every day. Even though she changed her pattern, she also ate.
Xiao Yu was dismissed, but the smile on the face was even better.
When they were eating, they didn't talk much. After taking a meal, they sat in the yard and took a break. The courtyards where the Ci'en Temple receives guests are single-family houses, and the styles in each yard are very different. In this courtyard where Yan Yan is planted, peach blossoms are planted. At this time, the flowers have already fallen, and the branches are covered with peaches, all of which are large and full. The falling branches are bent down.
The two sat down in the pavilion, and Yan Yan asked: "Yes, I heard the voiceless voice ringing the bell, the morning bell and the drum, how can the bell ring at noon?"
"About which master is dead," Xiao Yu said.
Yan Yan Shen said: "Then we will not go to the inside of the day, just please come out and see it, so as not to disturb them."
"Good." Xiao Yu jaw.
"Amitabha." The voice of the Buddha is old and gentle.
Yan Yan sees the coming, is an old man, wearing a brick red plaque, white as snow, the skin on the face is not very slack, not in line with the beard and sound, it seems only fifty years old Look like.
Xiao Yu and Yan Yan got up and prayed for him. "Huai Jing Master."
It turned out to be the master of Sang Chen. Yan Yan has always been very curious about Huai Jing. What kind of person can teach the temper of Sang Chen?
"Amitabha, harassed." Huai Jing did not approach, and gave a Buddhist ceremony, very calm and calm: "The old man is just lost, it is not important."
Then he gave a slight gift and turned to Taolin.
Xiao Yu’s voice: “Huai Jing Master.”
Huai Jing turned back and Xiao Yu pointed to the other side: "The door is over there."
"Thank you for the donor." Huai Jing folded a corner and left in the direction indicated by Xiao Yu.
The two men watched the departure of Huai Jing, Xiao Yu said: "The Master of Huai Jing has never been acquainted with this. This point is like him. But he is said to have lost his way and said that it is guided by the Buddha."
"Sure enough..." Yan Yan paused and thought of a proper word, "Odd."
After resting for a while in the temple, the abbot personally came to thank Xiao Yu’s incense money. After talking with the abbot for a while, the two left.
Go to the monastery
At the door, it was actually a quiet encounter.
"Amitabha, the old man just forgot to say, the Buddha guides the old man to see the two, is the fate of the destiny. I want to let the old lady tell the two, Sang Suiyuan decided to fall into the shackles, often accompanied by the ancient lamp ancient Buddha Pray for the two and the descendants." Huai Jing said plainly and sang a Buddha.
Yan Yan’s heart was tight, and suddenly there was a feeling of suffocation. She always knew that he was stubborn, but did not expect him to be stubborn to this point.
Quietly standing in the same place, do not go, do not speak. Xiao Yu and Yan Yan feel that he still has something to say, and he waits patiently.
After a while, Huai Jing only sang the Buddha, saying: "But the old man did not agree."
Yan Yan Dawei, it turned out to be a big gasp!"He has no connection with Buddhism, but I am compassionate and can't bear his wandering in this world. He will be sent to my temple for practice in the future." Huai Jing paused, as if he felt that he had nothing to miss, he turned and left.
I don’t know what it’s like, but I’m so angry and funny, but the two emotions together are not enough to know the helplessness of Sang Suiyuan’s going to be a monk.
"I want to go on my own." Yan Yandao.
Xiao Yu did not make a sound, only reached out and supported her, and slowly went down.
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