Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Master Zhiren checked it and thought it was fine, so he took out his luggage and changed into a monk's robe, and sat in the car with the gauze and satin with Jie Yan. He pointed to his suitcase and Zhou Man Bai Shandao. : "It's a gift I received when I traveled to the Western Regions. There are several musical instruments in it. You can take them out and play with them."

Man Bao curiously opened the suitcase and took out a... a small pipa, but unfortunately she couldn't play it, while Bai Shan rummaged through and found a pipe, similar to a flute.

Jiehan saw that none of them could, so he stretched out his hand to take the violin in Man Bao's hand and said, "This is Dongbula, and the sound of the violin is very nice."

He can play some, although not as good as Master, but also pleasant to the ear.

The sound of the piano ding ding dong dong sounded, it was a very simple Buddhist music, Man Bao and the others had heard it, and they would hum a few words along with it.

There are also many people among the horse thieves who worship Buddha. This music is widely spread, and they have all heard it. They have no time to think about what they are doing, so they become silent, and their mood gradually calms down with the Buddha music, temporarily forgetting the current situation.

The convoy started to move again and continued to move towards Gaochang. There was only the sound of Dongbra ding ding dong dong playing in the queue. When the soldiers and horses in the distance came galloping, the sound of the violin did not stop, but the carriage stopped. down.

Mr. Zhuang stood next to Wei Xingren and encouraged him to go forward and ask questions. There was no way. Of all the people, his Hu language was the best, and he could speak all kinds of Hu language.

Well, except that he is Master Zhiren, but it's not easy to let Master Zhiren come, so Wei Xingren can fight first.

Little General Meng also knelt on the carriage. He also changed into his regular clothes. At this time, he was acting as a servant of Zhi Ren. The most important people were concentrated in these carriages, so that they could escape together in case of an accident.

He quickly glanced at the galloping soldiers and horses, lowered his voice and said to Bai Shan who was kneeling in front of him: "It's really a Tubo soldier, grandma, Jin Kuian is sick, his master was killed by Tubo, He actually cooperated with Tubo."

Bai Shan's mouth moved slightly and said in a low voice, "As long as the benefits are sufficient."

And that's just the master, not the parents, what's wrong?

Jin Kuian's surname was given to him by himself, and Ba Zhuo didn't seem to be very kind to him, and he didn't even give him a surname.

Little General Meng stopped talking, and when he saw the rushing soldiers and horses Dule stopped, he raised his head and looked at them generously, glanced at the people on horses, and then squinted to see that they were still rising in the distance. He lowered his voice again and said in a low voice: "The cavalry is about 800, and the infantry behind should be about 1200. I will go. We just took a step forward and couldn't escape."

They are just so few people, not to mention the infantry behind, the eight hundred cavalry alone can kill them, and it will only take a moment to catch up with them.

Bai Shan is also glad that he didn't run away just now. In the desert, he can close his sight for a while, but it becomes more difficult in the distance. As long as he finds enough high points, it is easy to spot the fleeing person.

And Mr. Zhuang and the others are obviously not suitable for hiding under the sand with them. They are a bit too young to be so young.

The Tubo soldiers who wanted to charge directly only stopped when they saw Zhiren in the car. Although they did not share the sky with Dajin, they had no hatred with the monks, especially the monks in the Western Regions. On the contrary, the two sides had the same lineage. of intimacy.

Not to mention that the leader of the army this time was Qiangba of Tubo. He glanced at Master Zhiren, then looked at their team, kicked the horse's stomach, stepped forward and bent slightly, rubbing his chest. Salute, "I don't know the name of the venerable..."

Wei Xingren, who managed to summon up the courage to take a step forward to speak, suddenly wilted and looked up at Zhiren.

Zhi Ren smiled slightly, and gave him a soothing nod before he smiled with Qiangba: "The poor monk's name is Zhi Ren."

His eyes slid across Jampa's wrist and asked with a smile, "This donor is serving Maitreya Buddha?"

Qiangba's eyes lit up, his waist was even more bent, and he said proudly, "Hui Venerable, my name is Qiangba."

In Tubo, Qiangba means Maitreya Buddha. It can be seen that not only him, but also his family members are more convinced of Maitreya Buddha.

Zhiren nodded slightly, and discussed with him about Maitreya Buddha's five theories. Qiangba obviously believed in Maitreya Buddha. Only "The Mahayana Majestic Sutra" and "Vajra Prajna Sutra" were half discussed with Zhiren. an hour.

Man Bao and the others raised their hearts high at first, but now they have already fallen. Half an hour has passed, and they didn't move at all, and their legs were numb.

Several people complained in their hearts, but their kneeling and sitting movements remained the same. Although Man Bao and Bai Shan didn't quite understand the two of them talking about Buddha, they could look at people's faces and see that Qiangba became more and more relaxed. More and more respectful, the two looked at each other quietly.

Nie Canjun's tense body also slowly relaxed, otherwise he would have cramped for so long.

Bai Erlang, who was hiding in the carriage, exhaled a few breaths. When he looked up, he saw that Jin Kuian, who was lying on his stomach, had a rhythm of waking up. He immediately took out the medicine bag given by Man Bao and covered his mouth and nose, but moved to wake up. Jin Kuian, who was turning around, moved a bit, then fell down and went quiet again.

Face to face with Jin Kuian, Ergo, who was not far away, didn't move, as if he didn't wake up, but Bai Erlang also put the medicine bag that had just stunned Jin Kuian over his nose and mouth.

When Liu Huan saw it, he lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing, he didn't wake up."

Bai Erlang said: "It should be almost the same. They were all stunned at the same time. Jin Kuian is about to wake up. How long can he be?"

He complained: "The medicine pack has to be placed in a box and placed on the stove to heat it up. It's a lot of trouble going up and down, isn't it bad to cover two at a time?"

Liu Huan: "What if something goes wrong?"

Yin Orchi, who had been silent for a while, couldn't help persuading him, "Stop arguing, we know what we should know, it's not very useful to keep him, there's something wrong..."

The rest of the words slowly faded away and blurred, and Ergo could no longer hear them.

Yin Or looked at the two people lying down, then looked at the two people sitting, and said in a low voice, "Don't make any noise, it's going to happen outside."

Bai Erlang and the others pricked up their ears to listen. Sure enough, the outside world had stopped talking about Buddha, and Qiangba was asking where Zhiren was, and by the way invited him to teach in his fief in Tubo.

The nonsense that Jamba spoke happened to be something they had learned before, and they could understand it, but they didn't quite understand Buddhist principles.

They all find it difficult when Buddhist scriptures are in Chinese characters, let alone when it is in Hu language.

But they understood this kind of ordinary conversation, so they cheered up and listened to Zhiren's answer.

Zhiren thanked Qiangba for his invitation, and said that he would definitely go there if he had the chance, and then said: "The fifth day of the tenth lunar month is Patriarch Bodhidharma's birthday. Buddhists from all over are invited to go to Gaochang to discuss Buddhahood. The poor monk misses Bodhi in the state temple because of his memory Shu, so I went to prepare ahead of time, and I also wanted to have a hand-to-hand talk with Venerable Zhihao from Dabolu.”