Zen Strange Records

Chapter 289

"Sister?" Ye Xiaosan's face was distorted with anger. It's unreasonable that this monk can be so disgusting. Could it be that he looks like a woman?

Ye Xiaosan murmured in an atmosphere, but it is good news that the competitor left by himself. It seems that he did not expect the monk to choose to quit so easily. Shui had no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it. In the end, Ye Xiaosan bought the dress at a high price of ten taels of silver.

"I'm really convinced. In this way, you won't have anything to do. I want to go back." Seeing Ye Xiaosan walking back with her clothes in her arms, Lin Qiaoqiao seemed to have distorted her three views. Immediately said that he would leave first.

However, Ye Xiaosan still had something to do, how could he let her go so easily: "What's the rush, you don't have anything important to do, I have to go to a place next, if possible, you can come too."

"What are you kidding, not everyone is as boring as you, but I still have to make some preparations for stealing!" In the second half of the sentence, the girl lowered her voice, she didn't want to attract unnecessary attention on the street .

Ye Xiaosan nodded when he heard that, let alone, this Lin Qiaoqiao is still very professional in stealing things, of course, he can't compare to the guy in his head who has climbed to the top of the Tianque Ten Saints by stealing things: "Then it's even more I can't let you go, I want to go to the Little Prajna Temple next time, and you happen to be with me, so I can step on the spot in advance."

Although she didn't know what Ye Xiaosan meant by stepping on the spot, she thought it was just that. This reason was somewhat acceptable to Lin Qiaoqiao, so she reluctantly agreed. But just as she agreed, the girl was suddenly startled. Looking at the clothes in Ye Xiaosan's hands, he lost his voice and said, "You don't want to wear this, do you?"

"Of course, otherwise, why would I buy this dress?" Ye Xiaosan rolled her eyes, put away the clothes in her hand, and then said to Lin Qiaoqiao: "Let's go back to the inn first, and wait for me to change." Clothes, go to the Little Prajna Temple together, in the name of the sisters who offer incense and pray to Buddha."

At this moment, Lin Qiaoqiao had given up treatment and let Ye Xiaosan arrange it. While the two were talking, there was suddenly a sound of galloping horse hooves on the street to the south. A group of seven majestic warrior monks were seen, riding on the Zao River. On top of the red horse, he was galloping with his whip and shouting at the pedestrians around him. If he couldn't dodge, blood would probably be splashed on the spot. Ye Xiaosan frowned, and Lin Qiaoqiao turned to the side and got out of the way. After crossing the road, he waited until the knights had left, then asked in a low voice: "Where is this monk? He is so arrogant."

"You don't know?" Lin Qiaoqiao looked at Ye Xiaosan's bald head in surprise, and was extremely suspicious of the other monk's identity: "This is one of the four famous Buddhist holy places. It came from Jingyun Temple. You didn't see it. Is it the golden auspicious cloud logo on their skirts?"

Damn, it's actually one of our own?Ye Xiaosan was taken aback, this was really embarrassing, after scolding for a while, he found out that it was from his side, but he couldn't blame him, it was really the fault of Zen Master Wanxin's unreliable master, since he crossed over Every day, apart from looking for flowers and willows with Zen Master Wanxin, I just eat, drink and have fun. Don't say I went back to Jingyun Temple during the period, even eating fast and reciting Buddha. People, because he has never seen it before.

"Hey, this little Prajna Temple is so famous that even the Four Great Sacred Sites of Buddhism have been shocked." In order to cover up his embarrassment, Ye Xiaosan hurriedly changed the subject, but who knew that as soon as the words came out, a girl was ushered in... intense contempt.

"Short-sightedness, it's not that the little Prajna Temple is famous, but the name of the My Sutra is big. In the eyes of the four holy places of Buddhism, what kind of onion is the Little Prajna Temple?" Lin Qiaoqiao posed The senior deputy Jianghu's ears were irritating, and he gave a serious explanation to Ye Xiaosan, a "layman", but he didn't expect that "guilty" came from behind as soon as the words came out.

"It's a sin, and the female benefactor is bad. The Buddha said that all living beings are equal. In this rivers and lakes, there is no such thing as high or low. Whether it is the Little Prajna Temple or the Four Great Sacred Lands, they are all just a part of this mass of sentient beings."

The tone was soft and refreshing, and the two of them looked around in surprise, but not far behind them, a monk stood and seemed to have heard what they said before he said this.

Lin Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly apologized: "Master misunderstood, we just said it casually, and it is not true."

While the girl was busy apologizing, Ye Xiaosan was secretly sizing up the monk who suddenly appeared, and saw that the monk was about 20 years old, dressed in apricot-yellow monk robes, and carrying a suitcase for long-distance travel on his back. It seems that he has just entered the city, and his face is still tired from the exhaustion of silk boats and cars. His resolute and upright face is matched with a calm expression, which makes people feel good about him when they first meet. A deeper feeling came out - this special meow is too much like a normal monk!

Now that the monks are too normal, Ye Xiaosan feels that they are abnormal. Thinking about the Buddhists he met along the way, it seems that except for the idle teacher, there is no one decent, including Chu You , Su Ying, God is sorry, Ye Xiaosan almost forgot what a normal monk looks like.

"Ah, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, and I hope you can forgive me. I, the poor monk, am Miaoru, but I haven't asked you two for advice?" Monk Miaoru politely announced his name. Although he was suspected of being sober and interjecting in the conversation, he It's not unpleasant, as if he is born with a kind of affinity that ordinary people can't achieve.

Ye Xiaosan stared at the monk in front of him in a daze. He didn't expect that the other party was a disciple of Weiwo Hall, one of the four holy places. Dian adheres to the theory of cultivating the mind, pays attention to being self-centered and detached from all things, so I heard that most of his disciples are self-willed and unscrupulous in nature, but seeing it today, it seems that the rumors are wrong.

Thinking this way, Ye Xiaosan also reported his name, but it was not Mingyu's dharma name, but Ye Xiaosan's name, and the other party didn't care. Putting the palms together, he asked in a soft voice: "The poor monk has just arrived, and there are many things that I don't understand. I hope you two will not hesitate to tell them."

Saying so, Monk Miaoru took a look at Ye Xiaosan's face: "I wonder if this junior brother has seen a monk who is about your age and appearance passing by here?"

(End of this chapter)