Great Sui Guoshi

Boom!

In the distance, the bells of the Fa Conference sounded long and heavy.

Chapter 8 Seventeen

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White clouds wander, birds fly over the thick and powerful bells, echoing from the Jingci Temple in the distance to the shore of the West Lake for a long time, pilgrims gather outside the mountain gate to burn incense and worship Buddha, and pray devoutly. The back of the white dress shows a slender figure, which is quite eye-catching on the section of the bridge.

The sound of the bell is far away.

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the tall tower in the distance, and then turned to the side who wanted to shout: "Sister!" The little green snake raised his hand and interjected, saying: "Don't call her, I will ask you later!" leave."

Thinking back to what Fa Hai and the monk in Tsing Yi said before, they came chasing after two snake demons, isn't it right in front of them now?Regarding the little green snake, Lu Liangsheng still believes that she has not done anything evil, but it is better to find out.

"Where are you practicing now, and why did you and your sister come to Hangzhou?"

Over there, Xiaoqing raised her face and thought about it, and it seems that it is not impossible to say, especially the scholar in front of her, but her great benefactor back then, without his advice, she might still be a little snake in a puddle of water, at most she has a little spirit Just know.

"Returning to Mr., Xiaoqing is now practicing with her sister. Mr. told me to come to the south. I didn't expect to meet my sister later. However, Xiaoqing didn't want to come to Hangzhou, but my sister said she was kind. Also, I had no choice but to follow along.”

"Remember to repay the kindness in my heart, and I think your sister is also kind and righteous." Lu Liangsheng nodded, seeing her clear eyes, and the woman in the white dress on the Fangduan bridge was not at all vicious. After saying this, he pondered for a moment, Moderate tone.

"Then it's easy to play here. If you get tired, go back to the cave to practice. If you meet a reasonable and stubborn monk, don't pay too much attention to it. Just leave quickly. Don't force yourself to fight with him."

"Mr. Xie informed, Xiaoqing knows."

Hearing these words, Cen Biqing looked at the scholar with some puzzlement, chatted for a while, and vaguely heard the woman on the bridge calling her, and Lu Liangsheng happened to leave as well. Every creature in the world has its own way of life, so you can't keep an eye on it all the time. Left and right each other.

"Sir, why don't you come with us?" Knowing that Lu Liangsheng was going to leave, the little green snake was a little bit reluctant. She often heard her sister say that she would repay her kindness, and she never repaid her kindness back then. I have these thoughts more or less in my heart.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng probably saw her thoughts and smiled, "No need, you just have to practice." After speaking, he took Hong Lian, led the old donkey and turned to go elsewhere.

"Sir, it's really nice to see someone outside."

Xiaoqing murmured twice, took two steps and turned her head to look at the back of the donkey who was fading away in the crowd, sighed, and slowly returned to Duanqiao, where a woman in a white skirt approached quietly, her white skirt Just like the lotus in the lotus pond is slightly stroked, the head of the moth is slightly frowned, and the corners of the lips are smiling, which has an elegant and attractive temperament.

The woman followed Xiaoqing's gaze, and gently pushed her delicate fingers: "Xiaoqing, what are you looking at? You are so engrossed in watching it. I have called you several times."

"No... nothing."

He waved his hands in a panic, Xiaoqing came to his senses, saw the woman blinking her eyes, stopped doing it immediately, pushed and shoved lightly, and then said: "Sister, what are you talking about, that gentleman is my benefactor... ...then....."

"Xiaoqing, look quickly, my sister is waiting for someone over there!"

In the sudden words, the woman in the white dress seemed to see something out of the corner of her eye, she turned sideways to face the other side of the Duan Bridge, her face suddenly filled with joy, behind the carved stone railing, a young gentleman in a green coat and a brown coat watched the lotus pond Scenery, the corner of the woman's mouth is slightly raised, and she moves closer to Xiaoqing.

"It might seem abrupt to go straight there, Xiao Qing, why don't you come and suddenly rain, what do you think?"

Little Green Snake: "..."

.......

There was a faint sound of thunder coming from the sky, the forest was dense, the intertwined branches and leaves swayed slightly in the wind, amidst the rustling sound, pedestrians and tourists passed the blue brick and stone steps, Lu Liangsheng led Hong Lian to walk around a few more places, and led the old man As the donkey walked up to Xizhao Mountain, the literati in front of the Leifeng Pagoda looked at the tower, waved their fans and chanted poems, laughing heartily. There were also ordinary tourists sitting on the nearby blue stones resting their feet and pointing. The scholar who brought the donkey over gave the reins to the female relatives. , "Hong Lian, you wait for me here."

After all, walk into the gate of the pagoda alone. The pagoda is not spacious. There are painted walls all around. Most of them are Buddhas, goddesses flying into the sky, or sitting on auspicious clouds to show the world. The wall rotates down, and there are many tourists walking on it, going up and down.

Passing by people, Lu Liangsheng walked to the center, stood behind a believer, and casually arched his hands towards a golden Buddha on the altar, with a faint light of Dharma in his eyes, he scanned the surroundings, and soon walked to the altar Behind the curtains on both sides, when there is no line of sight, the figure gradually becomes blurred and transparent. The sound of footsteps is mixed with the surrounding voices. Walking behind the statue, there is a hole visible to the naked eye under the flat floor tiles.

The scholar frowned slightly.

"The eyes of the Wanling Formation here are actually below..."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Lu Liangsheng used the wall piercing technique, stepped on the floor tiles, and slipped through the body, the noise above gradually became quiet.

During the fall, Lu Liangsheng pinched out a finger, and his body slowly slowed down. The vertical hole was not deep. The walls of the cave are slippery and only one person can pass through.

Along this tunnel for about ten feet, it became wide open, and a ray of sunlight came in from the cracks in the rocks above, and fell on a square stone platform. Lu Liangsheng waved his sleeves to stroke the stone platform, and the cold wind blowing , sweep the dust away.

In a ray of light, light dust dances.

On the stone platform, just like the Wanling Formation that I encountered before, it was full of engravings of the magic circle. In the middle and back, there was a shrine placed quietly. After a while, Lu Liangsheng said: "Offend!" , Gently opened the small door of the shrine, inside is a stone sculpture whose appearance is not clear, it is too old, or has lost the attachment of mana, and has long been weathered and blurred.

'This is troublesome. '

The statues in the shrine complement each other with the engravings of the magic circle. If one of them is lost, it cannot be reactivated. This is something Lu Liangsheng has never encountered before.

...Let's go out for now, Hong Lian is still waiting outside.

Thinking about it, he bowed his hands towards the shrine, the scholar didn't stay any longer, he returned along the long way, returned to the tower, showed his figure behind the statue, and walked out like a stroll, suddenly found that there were many fewer tourists in the tower. Hong Lian led the old donkey and stood under the eaves, when it was raining heavily outside.

"My lord, the sky was fine just now, why did you go down?" Hong Lian complained as she looked at the cloudy sky, the drizzle continued, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while.

Lu Liangsheng looked up at the sky, narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "To call the wind and rain, someone is using supernatural powers."

Immediately, he looked in the direction of Jingci Temple.

"I'm afraid the ceremony over there won't be able to go on." As he spoke, the scholar took the paper umbrella on the bookshelf and opened it to cover the woman, hugged each other, and stepped out of the eaves together, walking in the rain.

Nie Honglian tilted her head, leaned on the scholar's shoulder, and joked with a smile: "I'm afraid it doesn't matter to the monk, but the pilgrims will be miserable."

The raindrops were splashing on the forest, walking down the Xizhao Mountain, Hong Lian was still joking, Lu Liangsheng who was walking on the side suddenly stopped and held the hand of the woman beside him, the two stood there holding each other, the old donkey also Then he stopped, fanned his long ears, stretched his neck curiously from behind, and poked out his donkey face to look around.

Ahead, there was a figure in cassock, holding a golden bowl in one hand, and twirling Buddhist beads in the other, walking like a tiger in the rain. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a man and a woman holding an umbrella, stopped, rolled up the Buddhist beads and hung them on the tiger's mouth, and made a vertical seal towards Lu Liangsheng. A salute.

"This benefactor, leave early today."

After saying that, the passers-by screamed in surprise, jumped up, stepped on the lotus leaves in the pond, and flew to the forest ahead. Lu Liangsheng smiled and led Hong Lian to continue forward. ,

The direction he was going was exactly the forest where the monk went.

Chapter 8: A Scholar Is Not Simple

The vast water vapor spreads across the West Lake, and a spring rain came suddenly. Many tourists raised their arms to cover their heads and left in a hurry. In the lead-blue rain curtain, the handsome young man who blocked the rain hurriedly hid under a tree, watching The continuous rain curtain patted off the water stains on the shoulders, and some murmured complaints.

"Why is the rain so strange? The good weather comes as soon as it is said."

"I also said to go to the Fa conference... This is great, I'm drowned."

"I don't know how long the rain will stop..."

The whispered words spread to the ears of two women in the distance. Looking at the young man hiding from the rain, the woman in the white dress pursed her lips and chuckled lightly. Making a lotus-leaf oil-paper umbrella, she blinked at Xiaoqing, and walked slowly with her embroidered shoes to take pictures of the water-stained figure.

"If I knew it was going to rain, I wouldn't have come. Why not just stay with my sister..."

Before the words of complaint were finished, the field of vision suddenly became cloudy. When he raised his face, he saw a paper umbrella above his head to cover it. The young man tilted his head, and saw a beautiful and picturesque woman pursing her lips and smiling. He said, "Young master, I happen to have an umbrella here, how about covering the wind and rain together?"

"This...this...girl, this is not good." The young man hurriedly lowered his face, hesitated and said a little embarrassedly, "We are strangers, and we share the same umbrella with the girl. The girl’s reputation is damaged, so let’s just let it go.”

Seeing his refusal, the woman in the white dress felt happy instead, walked over and stood together, the paper umbrella opened in her hand just to cover the two of them.

"Young master, why bother to refuse. You don't know when this rainy day will stop. If you catch the wind and cold, the gain outweighs the loss."

"no no....."

The young man waved his hand again, and hurriedly took two steps away from the woman. Xiaoqing looked anxiously, and looked back at the direction her benefactor left from time to time.

...I haven't repaid my favor yet, what if my husband leaves later?

Seeing that the man whose sister wanted to repay his favor was hesitating, his heart became even more anxious, so he simply walked up to him and shouted at him: "Do you look like a man who hesitates? My sister is a woman, and she is willing to give you face Sharing the same umbrella, you still dislike the east and the west, how pedantic! It looks like a nerd."

On the side, the woman in the white skirt cast a reproachful glance.

"Xiaoqing!"

"Got it." Xiaoqing rolled her eyes, and stared at the nerd opposite again. Just as she turned around, the forest on the side blew for a while, and the rain streaked from the sky, pattering on the face On the leaves in the forest, the wind seems to be blowing the branches and leaves continuously.

"Sister." Xiaoqing, who was about to leave, stepped back, stared at the swaying forest, and called out in a low voice. The woman in the white dress behind also stopped talking and looked at the forest. Throwing it to the young man, pushing him out of a small boat with a black awning by the lake, and telling the boatman to take him away.

After finishing speaking, he dragged Xiaoqing and rushed towards the forest, the young man who stumbled into the boat waved a paper umbrella towards that side, shouting and screaming anxiously.

"Hey... two girls, come back, I don't have enough money to take the boat..."

Lines of rain drifted obliquely across the night sky, and the woods by the lake swayed wildly.

The two figures walking across the branches together, dragged their white and blue long sleeves and floated down the forest. The branches swayed wildly in the wind, and leaves fluttered down one by one, passing in front of the great monk in cassock.

'Namo Amitabha.....Namo Amitabha...'

One after another, the voices of Buddha rushed out of the rapidly moving lips, wandering in the forest, the two sisters who fell down looked at each other, and looked at the monk opposite.

The woman in the white dress took half a step forward and gave a slight blessing.

"This master, little girl Bai Suzhen, I don't know if the two of my sisters have a problem with the master? Why do you suddenly trouble my sister?"

On the opposite side, the monk who bowed his head and chanted scriptures in the vertical seal suddenly stopped the Buddha's voice, slowly raised his head, held the golden bowl to his side, and rolled a Buddhist bead in the other hand, his voice was clear and majestic.

"Bold! You are still pretending to be in front of the poor monk. You can fool ordinary people, but you can't fool me. Two monsters rained rain and dew privately, disturbing my Dharma meeting. I want you two demons to show their true colors!"

Taking a step forward, the fallen leaves swished away, the palm wrapped with the prayer beads turned over, and the five fingers opened wide and pushed it over.

——Da Ming Zun's Magic Seal!

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and a ray of auspicious light burst out, immediately illuminating the two green and white figures opposite, "Sister!" Xiaoqing raised her sleeves to cover the Buddha's light on her face, trying to block the woman in white skirt, Bai Suzhen stretched out her hand to reach out. With a slap, he jumped up with his sister beside him, and a big tree fell behind with a loud bang, and exploded into two pieces, sawdust flying, and broken branches falling down one after another.

"Great monk, my sister and I have no grievances or enmities with you, don't bully others too much!!"

Bai Suzhen scolded, her skirt fluttered, her steps touched a nearby branch, the branch trembled, and the moment countless raindrops were scattered, Xiaoqing on the other side swooped down, her arms and sleeves were like two long snakes flying It shot out, rolled away the calves, thighs, waist, chest... Wrapped up, in just two breaths, it wrapped Fahai tightly and wrapped it into rice dumplings.

"Monster, I have the light of the Vajra Buddha, and I dare to use an axe in front of this poor monk!"

boom--

The body wrapped in blue and white satin made a hissing sound, golden light overflowed from the cracked gap, and then exploded with a loud noise, and the silk and satin all over the body flew out like butterflies, fluttering and falling around the monk's shoes.

"I wanted to keep you two demons to live longer, but it seems that there is no need!"

Fa Hai stepped across the rags, his eyes were majestic, the palm of the hand with the Buddhist beads hanging on his eyebrows was straightened, and the moment it reached his chest, the Buddhist beads in his hand clattered and glowed with Buddha's light, and he threw them out casually.

"Buddhist beads, the World Honored One, the Great Heavenly Dragon!"

"What a stubborn monk!"

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing lined up, one on the left and one on the right, they raised their hands together, exerted their strength suddenly, and the evil wind blew up, hitting the flying Buddha beads with a bang.

...... Dharma and demon power collide.

The air waves pushed away in a circle, and at the point where they collided, the string of Buddhist beads suddenly slanted and flew to one side. Almost at the same time, there was a soft rustling in the forest, and the tinkling of copper bells came over. Xiaoqing turned her head subconsciously, and a scholar Leading the old donkey into the woods.

"Sir, be careful—"

Fahai over there was also startled. With the power of his Hongyuan Dharma, if he hit an ordinary person, he would die. The woman also received the demon power and rushed to the scholar over there.

However, the deflected Buddha beads hit the scholar within a short distance, and a divine light suddenly appeared, scaring the man and the demons to stop.

"This string of beads looks familiar."

In the faint golden divine light, Lu Liangsheng's voice was flat, he raised his wide sleeves, and lightly took the string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand and played with it twice.

Looking at them, he smiled gently.

"Three, why don't you all stop?"

Fa Hai and Bai Suzhen stood there in a daze, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Chapter 8 Nineteen is worse than Going West

The auspicious light of the Buddhist beads dissipated, and I squeezed them twice in the scholar's hand, and there was a loud clattering sound. Hong Lian looked at the monk who hadn't moved, and the other two women jumped a little, and approached Lu Liangsheng. Lower your voice.

"My lord, why did you learn from Master Toad? I feel so embarrassed."

The old donkey tilted his head and blinked his eyes. On the bookshelf on his back, through the small door, Taoist Toad pushed open the small door, his cheeks were puffed up, he hugged his webbed, and stared at the woman.

"This old man provoked you, why are you teasing this old man?!"

Lu Liangsheng tilted his head and smiled, seeing his master coming out, he simply explained: "Actually, the main thing is to show off and frighten me."

"Young master is getting worse and worse." Hong Lian's lips curled up into a slight smile.

There are two snake monsters over there, not to mention the little green snake, the girl in the white dress, who can come to rescue people in a crisis, can be seen to be a good monster, and that Fahai, the disciple of the old monk Zhenkong, Fajing's younger brother, both sides don't want to help, it's not good to hurt either side.

Then he sighed: "It's not suitable to help anyone, and it's not good to leave it alone."

As he spoke, Lu Liangsheng tossed the Buddha beads in his hand, and grasped them again in mid-air. This action made Fa Hai over there frown, and wanted to rush over impatiently. This was given to him by his senior brother, saying it was a relic of his master. It is also a Buddhist treasure.