Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

In the inner room of the meditation room, the smoke of Buddha is faint, and the wooden fish is silent.

"Junior brother, I have received a letter from my uncle that a new Buddha child will be born soon. My uncle has calculated that it is probably unknown. I wonder if you have persuaded Li Yun to go with you?"

"Brother, don't worry, this little monk has his own conclusions on this matter, if..." Jing Yan paused for a moment, glanced at the position outside the door that has gradually formed a curve, and then continued: "If Master Li refuses to agree, little monk You can go there alone."

Realizing and hearing the words, he couldn't help being anxious, and the compassionate look on his face was broken. Although he and Jingyan were brothers in seniority, in fact, Jingyan was watched by him and grew up because of the pagoda monk. Even with his identity and understanding, he couldn't have a close relationship with him, but Jingyan grew up in the temple. Apart from thousands of volumes of scriptures, he had no other company, no worldly companionship, and lost the time to understand the intrigue of ordinary people in the world.

"Junior brother, this matter is of great importance. You should know that my uncle originally had a twin brother who held a grudge because he lost his qualification as a pagoda monk. The matter of Li's family, you lost the relic, all of which were designed by you, and you are a new disciple of the Buddha. When he was born, he was ready to move. Recently, children born in the same yang and yin in Beijing have been disappearing frequently. The old monk is already feeling uneasy. If you can’t get Li Yun’s help, if your brother misses the birth of the Buddha, you should know the fate of the Buddha. It will take a year to conceive a Buddha child again, I'm afraid..., I'm afraid my Canaan Temple will be in great trouble by then."

Realizing that in a hurry, he actually told the secret that shouldn't be said, and he couldn't help showing a trace of panic on his face. Facing Jing Yan's suspicious eyes, he couldn't help crying in his heart, but he also knew that he could no longer hide it. If you are forced to ask, it is better to take the initiative to explain clearly.

"The younger brother used the relic beads to turn life and death for Li Yun as a benefactor that day. For a while, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The uncle evolved from it that there must be a catastrophe in the Canaan Temple. Let me quietly transfer the monks in the temple to avoid harming the innocent. During these times One day, there were many pilgrims in the monastery, but the monks in the monastery were extra conspicuous because of our departure. In order to prevent the pilgrims from becoming suspicious, the old monk could only try his best to deal with it, so he never came to visit the younger brother. Now that I heard the younger brother's words for the first time, The senior brother was also in a hurry to get on top of it for a while, and he had no intention of speaking, so..., alas, the senior uncle told me to keep it from you, my senior brother."

Wu Wu had an annoyed expression on his face, but it was a pity that Jing Yan had no time to be alone at the moment, he only felt a bang in his head, and instantly stunned himself.He originally thought that it was his personal cause and effect to turn life and death for Li Yun, but he didn't expect that it would affect the entire Canaan Temple. For a while, he couldn't turn his head around. Thinking about his thoughts about marriage at the moment.

"Isn't the Canaan Temple a national temple?"

Mo Wu sighed again, "Although the Canaan Temple is a national temple, in the eyes of today's royal family, it is just an ordinary temple, and..., if the current emperor knows that he has always dreamed of it, but can't get it The technique is in my Canaan Temple, and it would not be an exaggeration to dig my Canaan Temple three feet into the ground."

"Junior brother, it's not that senior brother is cruel, nor is it that the Buddha is not merciful, but that God doesn't let us live, and we can't help ourselves!" Wu Wu shook his head as if sighing, looked at Jing Yan with some sympathy, and felt a little sympathetic. The thing is not that he wants to embarrass Jingyan, but that he cannot help himself. Although the Buddha saves the world, but they have all entered the Buddha, who should be relied on to save them now?

Difficult!Difficult!

Amitabha, realized that he didn't want to give Jingyan any more blows, he turned and pushed the door away, passing by Li Yun who was taking care of himself, he couldn't help but glance sideways.

Qin is a good piano.

The sound is good.

It's just that now, if he can't even save himself, how can he save others.

Liao Wukong gave a wry smile, the sky was still clear, and the Zen clock was imminent, but he didn't know when this shelter would not be able to accommodate even him.

Li Yun plucked the strings with ten fingers, and the distant Zen-like sound of the piano mellowed down. After listening carefully, one could even feel the voice of the Buddha humming in earnest, which made people unconsciously indulge in it.

He looked a little strangely after seeing him for a few days, and he seemed to have aged a lot. Looking back at the Zen door that was still closed, the originally bright and clear piano sound in his hand could not help but stagnate and dignified a little.

"Benefactor, what are you playing?"

Suddenly, Li Yun was startled by a sudden sound from behind, and he pressed his hand heavily on the strings, creating a great commotion.Li Yun simply let go of his hand and looked back at Jing Yan. For some reason, Jing Yan at this moment made Li Yun a little uneasy. He leaned on the rattan chair, his eyes were distant, and a trace of wry smile.A trace of helplessness.

"The Sutra of Era, I have nothing to do in my free time, and I feel depressed in my heart. I happened to turn to this scripture. Although I don't believe in Buddhism, the military generals of the Li family have been too murderous after all. If you follow the Buddhist moral reincarnation, The ancestors of my family are afraid that they will all perish in the [-]th floor of Avici Hell, suffer forever in purgatory, and will not be reborn. Although I don’t believe in Buddhism, saving one time can finally make my heart feel at ease.”

Jing Yan stood under the eaves, looking around, his eyes were full of desolation, what his senior brother said made him struggle, and it could even be said that he went against what he had known all his life, but there was a sentence from his senior brother that made him all His resistance seemed extraordinarily pale.

In the world, everything is involuntary.

When you are in trouble, you will know helplessness.

"Little monk, little monk?" Seeing that Jing Yan hadn't responded for a long time, Li Yun looked along Jing Yan's line of sight without any doubts. In his line of sight, there was nothing but those few old trees, so he couldn't help but feel more Confused, the old bald donkey didn't know what he had said to the young monk, and the young monk, who was always calm and calm, lost his composure to this point.

For a moment, he was very curious.

"Almsgiver, the Buddha's son has already left, and the little monk is about to leave the temple." The faint words did not carry any tone, but when they heard Li Yun's ears, they instantly extinguished the curiosity he had just raised.

"Now that you are no longer a pagoda monk, why should you be obsessed with this? It is not your responsibility." Li Yun looked at Jing Yan indifferently. Although the year has passed, he has not yet stayed in this capital For more than a month, even if he was selfish, even if Yin and Yang were separated, he also wanted to stay longer in a place where the taste of his family was preserved.

"The benefactor is right. This is not the responsibility of the monk, but it is the last mission of the monk and the guardian monk."

"It's just pedantic." Regarding Jing Yan's straightforward answer, Li Yun rolled his eyes blankly. He wrapped his body tightly in the monk's clothes that had been washed white. Now, he is used to Jing Yan's behavior. A straight-forward answer.

"Benefactor, I don't know the little monk's proposal that day, can you think about it?"

"What if I still refuse?" Li Yun raised his eyebrows with a careless face, but his hands hidden under the monk's clothes were tightly clenched into fists.

"Young monk can't see this Canaan Temple's hundreds of years of foundation ruined in one go. Therefore, I can only be rude." Jing Yan's eyes flashed a little struggle, and when he finished speaking, only deep guilt remained, his eyes Looking at Li Yun clearly, helplessly, but can only compromise.

Upon hearing the answer, Li Yun's face turned pale instantly. He stood up pretending to be nonchalant, walked a few steps outside, then turned around, looked at Jing Yan with an innocent face, and said with a light smile: " If I would rather let you die with me than go find a disciple of the Buddha, what will you do?"

Jing Yan didn't answer, just looked at Li Yun quietly, after a while, he suddenly knelt down in Li Yun's direction with a 'poof', he didn't speak, and didn't make any other movements, just knelt down like this There, quietly watching Li Yun.

Long time, long time.

The wind blew past, and the fallen leaves were silent. Li Yun's monk clothes swayed gently with the wind. Standing there, he suddenly staggered Jing Yan's clean eyes that were like glass. He raised his head, chuckled lightly, and expressed helplessness.

"Little monk, you really are very quiet."

"I will go out of Beijing with you."

"Thank you sir."

"I owe you this."