Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

"Uncle Shanren."

Not long after Wen Song walked out of the Hongzheng Palace, a young novice stopped him.

Wen Song stopped and turned to look over.

"Amitabha," Shanku clasped his hands together and saluted, "Master Jue Ming from the Deacon Hall asked me to tell my uncle that his meditation room has been arranged, and it is the second from the left of Jisongyuan."

Wen Song saluted him back, "Thank you, Nephew, for letting me know."

Yin Su stood aside and did not speak.

When the night gradually enveloped the pagoda, the pagoda gradually became dark. Wen Song would always whisper this and ask that in his ear at this time. It was very annoying. Now that he is gone, Yin Su feels Out of two points is not used to.

Just when he was thinking this way, the door of the pagoda suddenly opened, and a white monk robe with half a piece of Qinghui Suyue came into the eyes of the people in the pagoda, "Su Su, I'm back."

Yin Su looked at Wen Song who was smiling slightly, and said, "Didn't we arrange a Zen room for you?"

Wen Song lifted the monk's robe forward, and sat cross-legged beside him, "If I leave, won't you be the only one left? By then, Susu won't even have anyone to talk to, so lonely. "

"So I specifically asked Master after the evening class, and I will live here with Susu from now on."

Yin Su listened to Wen Song's words, and a smile flashed across the corner of his eyes. Most cultivators in the comprehension world have retreated for several years or decades. Yes, it may be a little uncomfortable at first, but after a long time, you will always get used to it.

However, it is always pleasant to be thought about everywhere in the heart, "You can stay as long as you want."

"Ah."

Wen Song was still thinking about the returned relic, so after the morning class the next day, he took the initiative to go to Huiyin's meditation room.

"Master."

Huiyin put down the scriptures in her hand, "Is there something wrong with Shanren?"

Wen Song ignored the dharma name, and made a Buddhist ceremony with Huiyin, "I want to ask Master about something."

"You said."

"It's just... other sects will give apprentices a gift of apprenticeship. Does our Buddhist sect have this tradition?"

Huiyin revealed his purpose in one word, "Do you want relics?"

After a moment of silence, Wen Song nodded honestly.

Huiyin shook her head, "I can't give it to you as a teacher."

Wen Song didn't expect to be rejected directly, "Master, can you tell me the reason?"

The beads in Huiyin's hand turned, "The relics are formed from the merits, compassion, and wisdom of the great virtues during his lifetime. They inherit the beliefs of all living beings and the inheritance of Buddhism. See Buddha."

"The relics are owned by Buddhist temples, all sentient beings, not teachers, so they cannot be given."

After Wen Song finished listening, he felt a little disappointed. He lowered his head, "Then I won't disturb Master's meditation."

"and many more."

Wen Song looked at him, "Is there anything else, Master?"

Huiyin looked at the little apprentice's pitiful appearance, and gave him the rosary in her hand, "This is a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony, and it has some merits and virtues, which may be of some use to you."

"In addition, if you want to get a relic, you can participate in this year's Vientiane Puja."

Wen Song stepped forward and took the beads carefully. The cyan wooden beads were engraved with simple patterns, and they were a little bit rough when held in his hand, but it was only when he touched them that he could feel the harmony of the beads. One of them has been polished thousands of times by the pulp of his fingers. He held the rosary in the palm of his hand, his round eyes bent into crooked moons, "Thank you, Master."

Huiyin lowered her eyebrows and sang the Buddha's name.

After Wen Song accepted the rosary, he felt a little close to Huiyin, "I have little knowledge, can Master explain to me the Vientiane Dharma Assembly?"

Huiyin looked at Wen Song's clean eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"The dharma conference is held once every [-] years. It was originally just for exchanging Buddhist teachings, but later it became a grand event for debating Buddhism. There are seven debates in Buddhism, and the leaders can get rewards from the dharma conference."

After finishing speaking, Huiyin closed her eyes and said, "The reward this time is from Jingyin Temple."

Wen Song listened to what Huiyin meant, his eyes lit up, "Is what Master said what my apprentice thought?"

Huiyin let out a "huh".

When he returned to the Ringing Bell Tower, the corner of Wen Song's mouth was still curled up. Seeing that he was so happy, Yin Su asked casually.

Wen Song told him Huiyin's words, "Susu, I want to go to the Fa conference."

Yin Su looked at Wen Song who was still delighted, and said: "I have heard some of the Vientiane Dharma Conference. Those who can last to the end of the seven debates are all amazing and brilliant people in various Buddhist temples. Do you think you can overwhelm everyone and win the leader?" ?"

Wen Song was not sure. He leaned against the stone wall in the tower and said, "But I haven't tried it, so how do I know it won't work?"

Yin Su didn't pour cold water on him, "If that's the case, let's try it."

Wen Song straightened up, looking at Yin Su with burning eyes, "Su Su, otherwise we will become monks together, just to be brothers, Su Su is very talented, maybe we can get the relic!"

Yin Su knocked on Wen Songguang's forehead, and he said with a smile, "Isn't it enough to be a monk?"

"That's not what I meant," Wen Song rubbed the place where he was knocked, and said, "I'm just a little dazed by the relic. What should I do if I can't get it at the puja?"

Yin Su didn't reply to his words, and said: "The Vientiane Dharma Conference is still eight years away. I can't stay in the Bell Ringing Tower all the time. It's not good for you or me."

In fact, these days, he has been in contact with Rong Xian, but his dantian has been restricted, and it is a bit troublesome to leave the Bell Ringing Tower, but trouble does not mean that it is impossible.He originally thought: after Wen Song got the relic after he apprenticed as a teacher, he would take him away, but now he couldn't delay any longer.

Hearing Yin Su's words, Wen Song didn't react. He subconsciously drew a barrier around the two of them, "Does Su Su want to leave?"

"Yes," Yin Su looked at Wen Song's blank eyes, feeling depressed.

Wen Song looked at Yin Su and said in a low voice: "Then Su Su wants to leave me here?"

He felt both sad and wronged in his heart, he didn't even sleep in the meditation room, just to stay with Yin Su, but Yin Su could leave as soon as he said it.

Seeing people with red eyes, Yin Su explained: "The longer the curse stays on the body, the greater the hindrance to the practice. Jingyin Temple can't get the relics. I just stay to waste time."

Wen Song can't listen now, "But... what should I do when I want to sleep over?"

Yin Su said: "I will use more consonance to sense you."

Wen Song's nose was sour, "It's not fair at all, we are all such good brothers, why only you can perceive me, can't Su Su turn Lingxi into mutual restraint?"

"Mutually restrained?"

"Well," Wen Song said, "In this way, I can also perceive Susu."

He knew that what Yin Su said was right, and it was not good for both of them to waste time here, so he suppressed his reluctance, but he didn't want to wait for Yin Su to contact him every time, because waiting The taste is not good at all.

Yin Su was stunned for a moment, "The consonance that restrains each other is a technique only used between Taoist couples."

Wen Song loosened his fingers, "Taoist?"

Insu nodded.

Wen Song sniffed, and couldn't hold back a tear, "Then...forget it!"

He actually didn't want to cry, but he couldn't restrain himself when he thought that he would not see Yinsu for a long time in the future, "Let's go Susu, I can stay in Jingyin Temple by myself."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Yin Su's reaction, he got up from the ground on his own, walked to another corner, and began to meditate facing the tower wall.

While weeping, Wen Song felt that he was so worthless, why he was reluctant every time.

Listening to Wen Song's weak weeping voice, Yin Su felt a little restless in his usually quiet heart, "Don't cry."

Wen Song tried hard to control himself not to make a sound, "I... I won't cry."

Yin Su is not deaf, so he couldn't hear his sobs. After thinking for a while, he said, "Come here, I'll teach you how to turn consonance into mutual restraint."

Wen Song didn't move, "But... Su Su said that it can only be used with Taoist companions."

Yin Su got a headache from his crying, "I don't have a Taoist companion right now, so it won't hurt to use it with you first."

In fact, he never thought that he would have a Taoist companion at all. Thinking of his mother's paranoid appearance, Yin Su's eyes dimmed.

Hearing what he said, Wen Song walked back slowly.

Yin Su looked at the rouge and water color at the end of Wen Song's eyes, stretched out his fingers and squeezed it away, "Put out the spiritual consciousness and enter my sea of ​​consciousness."

Wen Song unconsciously followed what he said.

"I will teach you the Consonance Jue now, wrapping your spiritual consciousness in my sea of ​​consciousness."

"Ah."

"When the restriction on me is lifted, you can perceive me at any time."

Wen Song had tears in his eyes, but after hearing Yin Su's words, he frowned, "When will Su Su leave?"

"tomorrow."

Wen Song didn't expect it to be so fast, he thought for a while, and took out the rosary that Huiyin gave him today, "Master said, there are merits on it, you..."

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