Rebirth of the Son Raiders

"As soon as Wu Xin flies out of Xiu, how long does it feel to relax everywhere..."

When Lin Yanhong got the signature, from the superficial meaning, he could probably guess that it was a good lottery, so he was not too persistent in the face of the huge crowds at the lottery office.

It stands to reason that there are people everywhere in the temple, so he would not get lost in it, but he just walked here by himself, and met the amiable sweeping monk.

However, his signature was just held in his hand, and it was obviously folded, so the contents inside could not be seen from the outside.

But the old monk seemed to have seen the content of the signature before he opened it, and read it out in full, wouldn't it be scary?

Lin Yanhong took a step back unconsciously, keeping a certain distance from the opponent.

The old monk was not angry when he saw his actions. Instead, he smiled and said: "If you have no heart, you have a heart. People with a heart, don't use appearances when encountering things. You must know that all appearances are illusory. Just follow your heart and act rashly." for joy.”

While talking, he stretched out a hand and pointed to Lin Yanhong's brow, as if tapping his forehead from the air.

If he was still frightened just now, after listening to the old monk's words, Lin Yanhong was completely silent.

After a long while, he suddenly said: "Everything is false... But this is the eyes of the Buddha. How can we mortals not be fascinated by the appearance of everything in the world?"

Originally, he thought that the other party would argue a few words about Buddhism with him, but the old monk didn't answer the conversation or open his mouth to refute.

He just looked at the boy in front of him with a smile, and seemed to like him very much.

It wasn't until Lin Yanhong bowed to him again, and was about to turn around to leave, that the old monk suddenly said: "If there is a destiny, you can enter or exit, you can hide now, it just depends on how the benefactor treats it."

After saying this, he never spoke to Lin Yanhong again, and continued to wave the long broom in his hand, sweeping the ground with a clatter.

It's just that it's summer now, and the bodhi trees are dense and green, and there aren't many fallen leaves under the trees, but he still sweeps very carefully, as if there is really something on the ground.

Not long after the young man left, Master Hong Xu, the abbot of Huayin Temple, walked into the courtyard. He folded his hands together and saluted the old monk, "Master Uncle."

The old monk stopped what he was doing, and said to the other party: "I ran into a little friend today, and he was able to ask for a lottery. I am also very happy for him."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Master Hong Xu echoed, "There are [-] signatures in our monastery, and if we can get the best out of them, we can see that this little friend, Master Uncle, must be a kind-hearted person with a lot of blessings."

Ordinary temples usually have a hundred lottery marks, but Huayin is one of the five township ancient temples in the Kyushu mainland, so it is naturally different.

"He will be living in the monastery during this time, is there still space in the lay dormitory?"

Master Hong Xu shook his head: "Recently, the northern border has been turbulent. There are many people who come to our temple to seek blessings. There are no more vacancies in the laymen's dormitory."

The old monk turned his head and thought for a while, then said to him: "Then make a room in this courtyard, we can't let him have nowhere to stay."

Master Hong Xu couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the instructions from his master uncle.

Because the courtyard where the old monk lives is already the innermost courtyard of the monk's dormitory, and this is also the entrance to Jiebei courtyard, it is absolutely impossible for people from outside the temple to come in, let alone allow them to live here.

In fact, Master Hong Xu felt a little strange when the old monk said that he met a little friend.

After all, the courtyard is hidden so deep that it would be very difficult for outsiders to find it deliberately and avoid the sight of the monks in the temple along the way.

The uncle sweeps the floor in the courtyard every morning and evening, so he should not go out and meet passers-by asking for blessings.

But he didn't get to the bottom of it, but quickly agreed: "I don't know the name of this little friend, Master Uncle?"

The old monk replied: "His surname is Ji... oh no, his surname should be Lin now..."

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Coming out of the courtyard, Lin Yanhong didn't make any detours at all, and just walked forward quickly.

Once he encountered a fork in the road, he would choose as he wished, as the old monk suggested.

However, this time, Lin Yanhong was very lucky to find the right way, and soon returned to the vicinity of the Daxiong Palace, and met the nanny, Hu Po and others who were anxiously looking for him everywhere.

"Master, where did you go? This is not our house, there are people everywhere, if you have a bump, what can we do?!"

Seeing a big living person walking in front, she, Hu Po, and Xuan Qing lost sight of the young master together, searched everywhere they could go, but couldn't even find a shadow, which made Aunt Chun very anxious.

"I just walked around for a while, I probably missed it by accident."

Lin Yanhong didn't mention what happened just now, he said to his grandma Xuan Qing: "Xuan Qing will go to the steward to make arrangements and see if there is any space in the dormitory. I plan to live here for a while."

Xuan Qing nodded, turned around and went to look for the steward.

Seeing that Lin Yanhong was still pinching his signature, Hu Po said, "Master, your signature has not been resolved yet, shall we go now?"

Lin Yanhong tightened his grip on the signature; "No need, someone solved it for me."

Aunt Chun hurriedly said, "Young master, who did you ask to explain it? I heard that there are also people in this temple who secretly unlocked the lottery for believers, but they are all cheating money!"

Lin Yanhong couldn't help smiling after listening to the nanny's words: "If this is true, then these liars are crazy enough to act in front of the Buddha, and they are not afraid of the cycle of karma. Are they unhappy with retribution?"

"Who knows what these people think, anyway, you can't just release the lottery for others, lest you get banned!"

Aunt Chun just wanted to hear from the eminent monk at the lottery office that Lin Yanhong told Lin Yanhong that this was a lottery, so no matter what he asked for, he could get it, and his life would be smooth, everything would go well, and he would have many children and many blessings.

It's a pity that Lin Yanhong didn't even know how the old monk saw his signature, let alone the identity of the other party. How could he know whether the signature was correct or not?

Seeing that the nanny was still struggling, he asked casually, trying to divert her attention: "When I came here just now, I saw some movement here, did something happen?"

Although there was little movement and the calm soon returned, Lin Yanhong still noticed it.

"Oh oh, someone just recognized that the head of the Tongsheng Examination in Yunshui County also accompanied his mother to pray for blessings in the temple. It is said that he was young and talented. He passed the Tongsheng Examination at the age of 13 and became the head of the case. This year he will also end in Qiuwei. Said he would hit three dollars in a row!"

Lin Yanhong heard the words, and knew that the "leader of the case" that the nanny mentioned was named Han Qi, and he was a disciple of Yunxi Han's family, and he was also from a famous family.

This son became famous at a young age, and he is the only treasure in the prefectural school who can compete with Qingtong Academy.

If Lin Yanhong had no memory of his "previous life", he might have laughed at what the nanny said.

How difficult is it to win three yuan in a row, let alone a boy under the age of 14 to achieve it?

But the facts have proved that some people are blessed with amazing talents.

This son of heaven, who later became famous in the world with Lin Yanxing's "literature", is different from Lin Yanxing who has no literary talent but no fame. Han Qi has always been at the forefront of Yunshui County's students.

Although Qiuwei lost the election this year, he realized his wish of "three yuan in a row" three years later and became the youngest champion in the history of Liang Guo.

The Han family was originally in Yunxi City, and he appeared in Wushan at this time, probably because of the love of the elders, so he accompanied his mother to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Lin Yanhong originally just wanted to divert the nanny's attention, but now he wants to see this future "champion scholar" with his own eyes.

"What's so good about this, it's just two eyes, one nose, one mouth..."

The nanny was afraid that Lin Yanhong would feel depressed because he couldn't go to the prefecture to study when he saw the proud appearance of this genius who was only one year older than herself.

Lin Yanhong was familiar with her, and immediately guessed what the nanny was thinking. He pretended not to care and said: "Let's see how the opponent is. When I recover, I enter Qingtong Academy, and I will have opportunities to compete with each other in the future."

After listening to Lin Yanhong's words, the nanny thought for a while, and immediately became happy.

Her brother Hong is getting healthier every day, and he even came so far from Wushan, let alone going to the academy to study.

The old man is an official to the sixth rank, and there happens to be one son who can be favored. Of course, this quota is reserved for the eldest son. In this way, Brother Hong doesn't have to take the child birth test, and can go to Qingtong Academy to study like his uncle Lin Erye!

Although there is still a difference between enrolling in school and taking a test based on grace, in Aunt Chun's opinion, this way of being able to study without any hassle is good for Lin Yanhong's health. In comparison, it's nothing!

She nodded and said: "Nurse knows, this is what you scholars said, you know your own situation, you also know the other party's situation, and then..."

Lin Yanhong continued: "Well, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

"That's right! That's the truth!" Aunt Chun was completely convinced, and instead urged her brother Hong to go and see that Han Qi as soon as possible.

It was a coincidence that one of Han Qi's aunts and Lin Yanhong's biological mother handed handkerchiefs to each other. Han Qi's mother had also heard Lin Yanhong's name. When she happened to know that he was in Huayin Temple at the same time, she asked Lin Yanhong to go over and tell her.

"Han Qi has met Lin Shidi." Han Qi bowed his hands to Lin Yanhong. He just looked at the person in front of him out of the corner of his eye. He saw that this young man was born with a good appearance, as bright as a jade tree facing the wind, and his manner was elegant and self-satisfied, which was extremely eye-catching.

However, when Lin Yanhong walked in and saw Han Qi clearly, he almost cried out in surprise.

Because he clearly saw thick golden hair on Han Qi's chin and neck, and it was definitely not that kind of beard - of course, a teenager with a beard is also a little scary.

What is more eye-catching should be a thing shaking behind him. It is about three feet long, fluffy, and also golden in color, but there is a black ring pattern on the tip of the tail, which is clearly a tail. !

The point is, except for Lin Yanhong himself who was surprised, the people around him seemed completely indifferent.

He stared at Amber with rounded eyes, but got a confused expression from the other party, as if he didn't know why the young master looked at her like this.

"Lin Shidi?" It's not that Han Qi didn't notice Lin Yanhong's expression and eyes. He was much calmer than Lin Yanhong who "saw" the vision, so he took the initiative to ask, "Where did Lin Shidi meet me before?"

Otherwise, why did you show such a surprised expression.

Lin Yanhong was awakened by his voice, and already began to suspect that he was hallucinating.

But he blinked, and there was still the picture that should be there, and even Han Qi's ears began to have phantoms, which were furry but pointed.

Lin Yanhong: "..."

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the words recorded in "Liangzhou Jianshu".

"Zhiyi is the ascendant, the Li family is the surname, the Liang royal family is born with supernatural power, the soul can be seen, and the destiny belongs to... Occasionally, the royal family will have the ancestors return to the soul, and the world will have great prosperity."

——The soul is visible, the soul is visible, is this the so-called soul? !But Han Qi should not belong to the royal family, and his "appearance" doesn't look like a barbarian... Does that mean that ordinary people can also have souls?

——So his appearance of "turning into a cat" is likely to be his own soul... But he is completely "turning into a cat", and his appearance seems to be somewhat different from Han Qi's. This is because of individual differences, or he understands it The direction is wrong?

Wait, most importantly, why can he see Han Qi's soul? ! !

Things were strange, Lin Yanhong felt his head suddenly dizzy, and his body couldn't help but tilt slightly to one side.

Han Qi noticed his abnormal state, and was about to reach out to help him, but saw that the other party stood firm by himself.

He heard from Mother Han that this Lin Shidi was not in good health. Han Qi guessed that the other party might be in a trance after climbing the mountain for a long time, so he showed that strange expression.

After bidding farewell to the Han family, Lin Yanhong entered the Zen room set up by Huayin Temple for pilgrims to rest temporarily.

He originally thought that when he came to Wushan, he would be able to find some things that were not recorded in the book, so as to answer his doubts and his obsession by the way.

But what he never expected was that when he really found the suspected key clue, he also found helplessly that the matter was not clarified because of this, but became more and more confusing.

——The old monk under the bodhi tree, the signature, and...

At this moment, a movement of the other party flashed in Lin Yanhong's mind - the old monk seemed to have pointed at the position between his eyebrows with his finger.

But thinking about it now, what they said at the time was clearly about the issue of "whether there is a heart or not". No matter what, they should point to the position of the heart.

——The position between the eyebrows... Isn't there a saying in Buddhism that the eyes of the sky are opened, could it be...

"Master, Manager Liu is back and said that he wants to report to you about the layman's dormitory."

Lin Yanhong collected his thoughts, and said to his grandma Xuan Qing, "Let him in, I happen to have something to look for him too."

No matter what, he has to find a way to stay in Huayin Temple. There are too many unsolved mysteries, and he always feels that only here can he find the answer.

However, Guanshi Liu brought Lin Yanhong two good news and one bad news.

The bad news is that the lay dormitory was already full of pilgrims a few days ago, and now there is no room for even one person to fit in.

The good news is that Huayin Temple can let Lin Yanhong live in the monk's dormitory in the inner courtyard, but the prerequisite is that he must keep it secret and not mention to the outside world that he has this "privilege", and he cannot bring any servants into the monk's dormitory, in other words At least during the time he stayed in Huayin Temple, he had to do it himself in order to have enough food and clothing.

The nanny was naturally a little unhappy when she heard this.

Although Lin Yanhong was not the queen of the emperor, but her elder brother Hong grew up so old and was always taken care of by him. If he suddenly lived alone and had to take care of himself, Aunt Chun was definitely worried.

Also worried are the people sent by Mrs. Lin Tong and Mrs. Zhen.

They were afraid that if the young master entered the monk's dormitory, they would no longer be able to hear any news. This was a huge problem for them who had to go back to report.

After all, it is impossible for them to find each other, and the right caliber can perfunctory the mistress.

"Strict self-discipline is required in the temple. I come here to pray for blessings, not to visit mountains and rivers and enjoy blessings. Others can live alone, so why am I not used to it?"

In fact, those pilgrims who lived in the laymen's dormitory were all men, and no matter how lucky or expensive their status was, they would bring at most one servant with them.

Although there is still a difference between bringing a servant and being completely self-sufficient, the difference is not too great.

What's more, Huayin Temple is an ancient temple in Zhenguo, and even in ordinary temples, he has never heard of laymen and pilgrims from outside who can live in the inner courtyard of the monk's dormitory.

Lin Yanhong always felt that this arrangement might have something to do with the old monk he met before.

Since it is a great temple, there shouldn't be anything that could hurt him.

It is said that if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub? Now is not the time to let him enter the tiger's den. He just lives in the monk's dormitory without being accompanied by anyone, and he will not lose a piece of meat.

So, after thinking for a while, Lin Yanhong decided to accept this "goodwill" arrangement from Huayin Temple.

He told everyone: "I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I will move to the inner courtyard later, you go down the mountain first. Let the Zen master over there look over it, once there is a seat vacant , we will move again."

It's a pity that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. When the space in the layman's dormitory really became vacant, he was "rejoicing to leave" in it.

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Once he made a decision, Lin Yanhong acted very neatly. With the help of Xuan Qing, he quickly moved his things to the room where the monk took him.

Only then did he realize that this was the courtyard he had entered by mistake when he first arrived at Huayin Temple.

Xuan Qing is the son of Aunt Chun, the nanny, who is the same age as Lin Yanhong, only a few months behind, and has won the true biography of his mother. He is obviously only less than three months older than Lin Yanhong, but he is like an old mother.

Before leaving, I was afraid that my young master would not listen: "Guan Liu thought of a way to let me stay temporarily with a pilgrim in the layman's dormitory, so that someone can stay nearby to take care of the young master. What's the matter, you must ask the monk to send me a letter! Oh, yes, Sister Amber said, there are many mosquitoes, snakes and ants in summer, so the house must be smoked with wormwood, master, how about I help you smoke the house Let's go, I..."

"Light a fire, light the grass, close the window and put it in the room, let me go out and wait, and then open the window to let the air out, can't I do these simple things?"

Lin Yanhong is a 20-year-old young man at heart, and it’s okay to be treated as a child by elders like his father Lin Feng and his nanny Chun Chun, but he is also nagged by Amber, who is still in the ranks of little girl movies, and Xuan Qing, who looks like a real child , really depressed.

He calmly watched Xuan Qing leave after one step and three turns, and then began to "do things" step by step.

However, things are not as simple as he imagined, and it's not just a matter of talking.

When Lin Yanhong sweated on his forehead and smoked the house in a hurry, he realized what it means to be inactive and not to distinguish the five grains.

Just when he was about to enter the room, he suddenly noticed a gaze, and when Lin Yanhong looked back, he didn't find anyone around.

At this time, he noticed some noises from the linden tree in the courtyard, so he walked over there.

Before walking over, the old monk who swept the floor came out from behind the tree with a long broom and smiled kindly at Lin Yanhong.

"Master." Lin Yanhong put his palms together immediately and saluted the other party, and the old monk returned the salute.

Lin Yanhong thought for a while and asked, "I don't know the Master's Dharma name?"

The other party replied: "I'm getting older, and I can't remember many things clearly. Hey, Dharma names and so on are also virtual images, virtual images, don't worry too much."

Lin Yanhong: "..." You look like you are only a few years old, at most, you have not even forgotten your Dharma name.

At first, he thought it was the other party's intention to hide his identity, but later he felt that such a monk didn't need to hide his identity in front of a small man like him, so he simply regarded these thoughts as "false" and threw them all out of his mind.

In the next few days, Lin Yanhong could always see this old monk who could not remember his Dharma name sweeping the ground under the Bodhi tree—sweeping the empty ground, or pulling out a straw futon from somewhere behind the tree, and just sitting on the ground like this , began to meditate and chant scriptures as if no one else was around.

Sometimes Lin Yanhong can feel that someone is looking at him, but when he looks carefully, the other party disappears.

As time went by, the topic of the two people always revolved around the linden tree in the yard and how to sweep the ground.

Lin Yanhong finally couldn't help but wanted to ask the other party if he knew anything about "Soul Man" and "Demon Cat".

So, on a sunny afternoon, he waited at the door of the room, and walked out as soon as he heard movement outside.

But this time, he didn't see the old monk, but there was a lot of movement behind the bodhi tree, which attracted his attention.

Lin Yanhong moved over cautiously, turned to the bodhi tree, stretched his neck for a look, and met a pair of lake-green round eyes.

On the ground was the futon that the old monk was sitting on, and a little furry guy was scratching on it with all four claws. His little head turned to look at Lin Yanhong, his face was serious, his eyes were full of guard, but his mouth was still poking a few grasses.

The ground was in a mess, and the futon had obviously been "killed" and became tattered and horrible.

"Wow~~" Seeing that Lin Yanhong hadn't left, the little guy yelled. If the small tremors in the voice were removed, it still sounded like a howling wolf.

"Is it a wolf? Or a dog?" Lin Yanhong took a few steps forward.