The Path Toward Heaven

It should have been confessed by Zen, Guocheng Temple arranged the follow-up things extremely well and secretly.

The wise monk who had seen Liu Shisui and Xiao He happily left Moqiu and went to Juyecheng to be a medical monk to support the fellow of the wind sword teaching.In Guocheng Temple, no one knows the identities of Liu Shisui and Xiaohe except Zen. Even the monks in the prison who arranged them specifically thought they were relatives of the lay folks in the back hall.

Liu Shisui was not assigned as a disciple of a layman, because that was too conspicuous, and what about Xiao He?The couple who had just planted vegetables in the front yard of Guocheng Temple for 30 years was taken over by the son who had succeeded in studying in the county, and the vegetable garden was vacated, just to let him take over with Xiaohe.

Very simple environment, fortunately, there is a well, no need to carry water, the stove is also very clean, Xiaohe is more satisfied.

Liu Shisui looked at the blue eyes, thinking that it was the Guocheng Temple blessed by Dharma, and there were so many vegetables in late autumn.

Returning to the farming life in the mountain village, there is no difficulty for him. What really made him sad is that the Zen script given to him by the Zen is really a little mysterious, and the biased Zen said it clearly, this A scripture can only be understood by oneself, of course, even if he wants to ask someone for advice, who can he go to?

Someone came the next morning.

It was a handsome young man with a beautiful smile.

Liu Shisui saw the young man's first glance, and felt that the other person was very close. I don't know why.

The young man saw him at first glance, but he was stunned.

Liu Shisui looked at the big basket brought by the young man and guessed that he was a handyman in Guocheng Temple to pick up vegetables and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young man woke up and said with a smile: "I just suddenly saw Uncle Gong suddenly become a young man like you, and thought he had eaten an elixir."

Liu Shisui also laughed and helped him pick the vegetables from the ground into the basket and asked, "What do you call it?"

The young man smiled and said, "My name is Yin Fu."

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The days passed.

In addition to taking care of the vegetable fields every day, Liu Shisui comprehended that scripture, but entered the country very slowly.Xiao He was sitting quietly in front of the window and embroidering various things. At this speed, when Liu Shisui learned that scripture, she could not have embroidered all her granddaughter's wedding dresses.

The young man named Yin Fu came to the vegetable garden every day to get food, and soon became mature with Liu Shisui.

One day, a duke came from Chaoge City, and it is said that he wanted to surrender to the emperor.

The relationship between Guocheng Temple and the royal family of Jing Family is very close. This kind of thing often happens. Several princes come every year. The monks in the temple have long been accustomed to it and do n’t care much. Su Zhai, the amount of food used is much larger.

Looking at the baskets full of vegetables, Liu Shisui helped Yin Fu to send them in.

This is the first time he came to Guocheng Temple.

In the back kitchen, an old man stood barefoot in front of the stove, waving his spatula vigorously.

The old man's hair was thin, and he could not tell whether it was Huoguo Tuo Tuo or the cook in the temple.

The old man picked up the gray towel from time to time and wiped his face. I wondered if it was too much or too hot. The nose was red and dazzling.

Listening to the voice from behind, the old man didn't look back and said: "The food is placed in the old place."

Yin Fu said: "You still have to take a look at it yourself, lest you make another mistake."

The old man was obviously surprised. When he turned around, he saw Liu Shisui, and his eyes widened.

Liu Shisui asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Yin Fu tilted his head and looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man said repeatedly: "It's okay, today the vegetable oil is too muddy, it is easy to burst flowers, and it is burnt."

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Into the night.

The back room of Guocheng Temple.

The old man with a red nose stared at the young man and said, "It turns out that you are actually looking for him!"

The young man said innocently: "It is absolutely a coincidence to swear in the name of the ancestors of Qingshan."

He is naturally not Yin Fu, but Yin San.

The old man with a red nose is naturally not a firework leader in Guocheng Temple, but an ancestor of Xuanyin.

Ancestor Xuanyin said angrily: "Why do you have to come here?"

Yin San sighed: "I have a deep sin in this life, and I want to seek relief from the Dharma."

Xuanyin Pao took a sip: "I never know which one of you is true and which is false, but this sentence must be false!"

Yin San smiled and said, "Maybe it is true?"

"It's okay elsewhere, but here is the Guocheng Temple, the abbot has a deep Dharma, and it is by no means weaker than me, let alone a Zen Zen who does not know the depth ...

Xuanyin Laozu said with a long heart: "What if it is found? How can I run you?"

Yin San smiled more and said, "I can't run, then you will be miserable."

Ancestor Xuanyin smiled bitterly and said, "So I'm worried."

Yin San didn't talk about this topic anymore. He walked to the window and looked at the night, saying, "I told you before, I like Liu Shisui."

It is clearly written in front of the temple in Baicheng.

Begging for Buddha and begging for self.

No matter begging for Buddhism or begging for Taoism, it is ultimately you who ask for it.

Or what he wants to ask, will fall on Liu Shisui, otherwise why would he meet in the Buddha Temple?

Thinking about these problems, he slowly rubbed the bone flute with his hands behind his back.

The bone flute has become smoother and smoother, but the thin red line is getting clearer and clearer.

The ancestor Xuanyin looked behind, squinting his eyes and thought, Is this bone flute the means he used to isolate the great formation of Qingshan and connect with the soul?

If you grab the bone flute yourself or destroy it ... what will happen?

"What are you thinking?"

Yin San suddenly turned to look at him.

Xuanyin patriarch's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still narrowed, and said, "You keep saying that it is your Castle Peak, and Jian Ruoshan is also your descendant, why should you kill him?"

Yin San smiled and said, "The disciples of Qingshan who died in my hands, killed a lot more than you."

Ancestor Xuanyin praised and said: "You have killed more enemies in the mountains."

Yin San waved his hand and said, "The first son sword was not found, and Su Ziye's body was not found. What do you think?"

Xuanyin Patriarch's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was terrified.

The realm of Yin Sanxian is still very low, and there are many things to rely on him.

He didn't know such secret news, why was Yin San clear?

Could it be that he had already contacted the remnants of Bulao Lin ... that is, the most elite people without his awareness?

Thinking about these things, he answered very seriously: "I don't know anything."

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The monks are vegetarian, so there are always many vegetable fields around the temple.

This is true of Guocheng Temple, as is Baotong Monastery in the southwest.

All the gourds in the vegetable garden have been picked up, and only a few are left for washing dishes.

Summer is over, purple eggplants are gone, and some green eggplants are left.

Su Ziye's face has also changed from purple to blue, and the toxin has been removed.He lay on the bed and looked at He Zhan and Tong Yan, who felt very bored. He thought that if all the decent disciples were such people, how did he bully himself into this look?

"I really don't know what Tonglu will do."

Tong Yan sat at the window and looked at the chessboard.

He Zhan walked behind him and asked, "Then why do you agree with him returning to Xihai with his first son sword?"