The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Yanjiu praised Gu Qizhou and said:

"Master Gu Shanzhu is highly respected, benevolent and loving, but he is not the same as what he is and is duplicitous..."

Gu Qizhou was full of respect, thrift and gentleness. He put down his teacup and said warmly:

"Xiaojiu, stop it right here. Don't praise me any more. If you praise me any more, your true colors will be revealed."

Yanjiu filled Gu Qizhou's empty cup and said, "Then I'll bother you, senior brother, to take a trip."

Gu Qizhou agreed with good temper: "I should be the one to go."

Shen Shi'an was nestled in the chair, gnawing at the apple and watching the two people acting in front of him in boredom.

……

As the sun sets in the west and rises in the east, Gu Qizhou takes Qing'an to visit Cihang Temple.

Gu Qizhou was dressed in a white robe, walking in the mountains like a banished immortal, followed by Qing'an, who was white and clear, like a little man carved out of jade.

When people who went up the mountain to worship Buddha saw the two masters and apprentices, they all looked sideways, wondering if some celebrity was going up the mountain to film a movie.

The abbot of the temple was already making tea and waiting. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The abbot's thick and aged voice came out: "Come in."

The door opened, and Gu Qizhou walked in with Qing'an.

The abbot smiled and said: "Master Gu Shan, it's been a long time since you came to the temple to debate scriptures and Taoism with me."

Gu Qizhou's eyes were full of elegance and humility: "There have been a lot of things going on in the mountains recently, and spring has begun. The villagers down the mountain are busy sowing and cultivating, so we need to help."

The host closed his eyes: "Amitabha, Lord Gushan is indeed a person of great merit.

I heard from Mr. Nanhe that you also participated in Yan Yang's charity project. "

Gu Qizhou was calm and calm: "Caring for all the people in the world, this is all about showing off one's responsibilities and should be done. It is not the fault of the younger generation alone."

Qing'an followed Gu Qizhou quietly, but felt that his uncle must have some misunderstanding about his master.

Although Master is such a good person, Uncle Master always says that Master has many bad intentions. Of course Uncle Master is also very good.

After Gu Qizhou complimented Abbot Cihang, he took out an ancient book from his sleeve.

"Abbott, I was cleaning up Zhao Yao's study a few days ago and found an ancient book by Cihang. I brought it to you on the way."

The abbot opened his wrinkled eyelids, glanced at the ancient book, and then clasped his hands together:

"Thank you very much, Master Gu."

Gu Qizhou pressed the raised corner of the ancient book and apologized:

"Abbott, the book fell to the ground and I accidentally saw a page. Please don't mind."

With that said, Gu Qizhou handed the book out: "Abbot, look, this is the page."

The abbot took out his reading glasses and looked at the blurry people in the book.

He reached out and brushed the lower corner of the figure, and there were two small characters the size of sesame seeds.

"It's true, it is indeed an ancient book from Cihang Temple. The characters in the ancient books of Cihang Temple will have their names written on them."

Gu Qizhou squinted his eyes and looked over. He thought of such a great temple, but his name was so petty.

But Gu Qizhou still complimented the abbot and said, "Abbott, you have really good eyesight."

The abbot muttered to himself: "Is this person... Ci'an, Ci'an?... There is such a person."

Gu Qizhou said indifferently: "Why, this person has become a legend."

The abbot laughed: "It's a piece of unknown history of our temple."

Gu Qizhou lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "I'm really sorry. I suddenly got a good letter today. I wonder if I will have a chance to listen to the story."

The abbot waved his hand: "It's not a secret."

As he spoke, he walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his hands:

"About a thousand years ago, Cihang Temple was just established.

The abbot is also Jianzhen, the founder of Cihang Temple.

It is said that Jianzhen had a disciple named Bei Nanyao, who was Ci'an in the book.

Bei Nan Yao had mediocre qualifications. At first, he was quite content with Jian Zhen. He was the most dull and taciturn disciple.

Many of the hard work in the temple fell on Bei Nan Yao, and Bei Nan Yao never complained.

But it didn't take long for Bei Nanyao to expose his wolfish ambitions.

He stole Jianzhen's unique skills and secretly left Cihang Temple.

Five years later, when Bei Nan Yao came back, he had already completed his martial arts. He returned to Cihang Temple and killed many monks.

Legend has it that this was the biggest crisis in the history of Cihang Temple, and the entire temple was almost destroyed.

In the end, Jianzhen took action, broke all the bones in Bei Nanyao's body, and threw him to the top of the cliff.

According to Cihang Temple, monks do not kill animals. In the end, Bei Nan Yao was eaten by an eagle. "

When the story ended, Gu Qizhou sighed:

"Having evil thoughts in your heart will ultimately harm others and yourself, and you will not be able to die."

As he spoke, Gu Qizhou turned back to look at Qing'an, with a serious expression on his face:

"Qing'an, if you want to learn something, just tell the master directly.

The master has taught you everything, but you must not imitate that Northern and Southern Yao. "

Qing'an's face was tender and pale, and she was still indulging in the horror of Bei Nanyao being eaten by an eagle. .

Gu Qizhou shook his head: "Master is too talkative. We, Xiao Qing'an, cannot learn this kind of behavior of bullying our master and destroying our ancestors."

After a while, the tea cup was empty. Gu Qizhou stood up and bowed to the abbot to say goodbye:

"Sorry for disturbing you today, please take your leave first."

……

In Xiangzhao Bookstore, half the plate of melon seeds has been knocked down.

Yanjiu lay on the rocking chair in the courtyard, looking up at the moon:

"Senior brother, it is recorded in the Beinan clan book that he is the ancestor of the Nanhe family.

Initially, the surname was Bei Nan. Over the past few hundred years, the surname has been simplified and the whole family has changed their surname to Nan. "

Gu Qizhou bowed his head to the night sky: "Having been eaten by an eagle for thousands of years, it seems that Beiyao is now an evil ghost with deep resentment."

Yanjiu peeled another melon seed:

"Senior brother, do you believe what the old monk from Cihang Temple said?"

Gu Qizhou said simply: "I don't believe it."

Seeing the two disciples beside him, Gu Qizhou immediately put on his elegant and gentle skin:

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that the host himself said it was a story."

Yanjiu said without any emotion: "Stories are written by people, and history is also recorded by people.

Only those who are truly in power are qualified to write history. "

Gu Qizhou echoed: "King Zhou may not be really stupid, and the First Emperor may not be really cruel.

Bei Nan Yao may not really deceive his teachers and destroy his ancestors.

But ghosts from thousands of years ago were so lively and perfectly integrated among humans, it always makes people feel frightened. "

Yanjiu said softly:

"It's okay if Beiyao is really a ghost, but I'm afraid he is still a human being who has lived for a thousand years. That would be even more terrifying, wouldn't it?"

Gu Qizhou was silent. After a while, he scolded Yanjiu: "Xiaojiu, you don't want the crow's mouth." That's nonsense.

Yanjiu stretched lazily and pretended to be relaxed:

"Dabai and Xiaohei have lived for more than a thousand years. Senior brother, please don't be surprised."

Gu Qizhou looked at the fireworks in the distance: "Of course I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about Wanjia's fireworks."

Yanjiu spit out the melon seed skin and said sincerely: "Hypocrisy..."

Shen Shian looked up from the game on his mobile phone, and he complained along with Yanjiu: "Hypocrisy."

Gu Qizhou shook his head and said helplessly: "That's how the world is. If you can't do it yourself, you still have to falsely accuse others of being hypocritical. It's sad and sad..."

Yanjiu and Shen Shi'an: "..."

After a while, Gu Qizhou whispered softly:

"What are we going to do about Bei Nan Yao? We don't know what he wants to do?"

Yanjiu rubbed his wrist, his eyes turned cold:

"No matter what he's trying to do, or whether he's good or evil, we'd better kill him."

Gu Qizhou sighed: "Yes, it's really a sin."

Shen Shi'an threw the apple core into the trash can: "When will we do it?"

Yanjiu raised his hand and calculated: "Just these two days, the zodiac is auspicious, but the divination is not good, so the chance of winning is not good."

Gu Qizhou's face was full of compassion: "No matter how good the chance of winning is, we have to give it a try. Bei Nan Yao cannot keep him."

Qing'an and Luan Qiu were sitting on the pony in the yard, completely silent.

Tonight is the master and uncle they don't know.

Indifferent, bloodthirsty, and devoid of any morality.

Late at night, Luan Qiu and Qing An were sorting through the books on the bookshelves in Xiangzhao's library.

Luan Qiu suddenly spoke: "Qing'an, suddenly I understand why Master and Yanjiu are peers."

Qing'an was puzzled: "Why?"

Luan Qiu: "They can all put their humanity aside and put the overall situation first."

Fengyang disciples have different personalities, but they are all terrifyingly calm.