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After Mo Ya left, the autumn light shone brightly on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

"Brother, brother has been down the mountain for three days, eight hours and three quarters, nothing will happen?"

Naxu pondered, and replied, "Probably not."

"Brother has gone far?"

"It's time to go far."

"Oh." That looked at the ground angrily.

"Senior brother, brother has been down the mountain for three days and nine o'clock, how far do you think he will go?" After a while, Na Yan tilted his head and asked again.

"Well, the masters of the West Drum Tower in Sheyang Town are going to hate you."

"Why?" Na Chen shook his head in fright, Uncle Kang always liked to make fun of him when the town was beating bells and drums.

"You tell the time so accurately, you obviously want to win the business of the bell ringer and the drummer." Naxu turned a page of scriptures solemnly.

The pouting mouth, knowing that the senior brother laughed at him, he got up from the futon, patted his buttocks and ran out, walked out of the porch, he remembered something, turned back, put his chubby hand on the door frame, and poked out half of his head, "Senior brother, My mother’s water purification bottle hasn’t been put back yet.”

When he was a young monk, he saw the Avalokitesvara with a good face, so he called his mother affectionately. Back then, their master took pity on him and did not force him to correct him.Now that Na Chen has grown up, he also understands a lot, but privately this title has not been changed.

Na Xu's ears turn red when he thinks about the love that night.

"I accidentally broke the water purification bottle, so I will go down the mountain to the town and find a curium bowl master to mend it."

After a long time, Na Xu sighed.

Although Sheyang Town is small, it has all internal organs like a sparrow.There are seven large roads vertically and horizontally in the town, all of which are paved with thick bluestone slabs. There are no tall buildings in the whole town, only a drum tower was built on the west side.

When Na Xu got off the bullock cart, the Drum Tower happened to ring the bell, and it was noon.

Na Xu looked up at the sky, and autumn geese crossed the sky.

"Master Na Xu, are you hungry?" the little boss driving the ox cart cheerfully patted the back of the ox and asked Na Xu kindly.

"Fortunately."

"Two alleys to the south, there is a newly opened plain noodle restaurant. You can try something new."

Nasu clasped his hands together, thanked him politely, and left.

The alley pointed by the coachman, Na Xu knew, was a noisy snack street, the favorite place of junior brother Na Chen.

Turning into the alley, Na Xu saw Mo Ya holding a bun with three fingers, squatting under the earthen wall, blowing the hot air on the bun.

At the same time, Mo Ya also saw Na Xu.

Neither was surprised.

Mo Ya pouted at Na Xu, and raised the bun by three points: "Do you want to eat it? Vegetarian."

Nasu shook his head.

"Miss me?" Mo Ya removed the skin of the bun in a rare manner, and chewed slowly, as if that night never happened.

"I want the donor to be safe." It's true.Seeing that Mo Ya was safe, the two stones that were pressing on Na Xu's heart fell to the ground in an instant.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"I hope the benefactor will stop making such jokes."

"You said you're not an eminent monk. If you're not an eminent monk, how would you know that I was joking with you?" Mo Ya slapped the remaining steamed stuffed bun fiercely into his mouth, and Na Xu's eyelids twitched.

"The donor is always ruthless in his eyes. The beauty of the world never stays in your eyes."

Mo Ya didn't choke to death, he just clapped his palms, and laughed vaguely, "Okay, then please tell me, Master, how charming is Sheyang Town in your eyes..."

"Okay." Nasu agreed.

For the rest of the time, Mo Ya had to re-examine Na Xu with an unusually "admiring" gaze.

The ordinary camphor trees on both sides of the road, he can happily introduce that the tree is evergreen, and many of the Buddha statues in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple are carved from camphor wood, and he turned his head and asked Mo Ya humbly if he smelled the fragrance of camphor wood.

Mo Ya fiddled with his fingers, "These wooden statues are probably rotten inside."

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake touted by the waiter at the end of the alley shop still tasted sweet and nothing special. He only took a bite and wrapped it up carefully, saying that he must be happy.

……

In short, as soon as Na Xu opened his mouth, he could speak out of his body, and there was always a faint joy in his brows, and a piece of dry grass in the corner of a small town could move him wildly.

The world is so beautiful?

Why didn't Mo Ya think that in such a stupid place, how could Na Xu spend so much time leisurely.

I yawned, and saw an old man walking slowly in the alleyway on the left, ringing the bell while walking.

Na Xu, who was beside him, immediately greeted him with a smile, and called out: "This uncle, please stop, the poor monk wants a curd bowl."

What is a curium bowl? It took Mo Ya a long time to figure it out. It turned out to be for repairing porcelain.

The old man roughly restored the broken pieces of porcelain that Na Xu had handed over to him, stroked his beard, and said, "According to curiums, there are thirteen sons."

Na Xu thought about it intently, and said, "Could it be cheaper? Eight."

The old man shook his head.

Mo Ya hated haggling like a woman, so he threw fifteen coppers to the old man impatiently, "Make it better."

"Good good."

In other words, the old man repaired porcelain with a good posture, grabbed a bow-like thing, and repaired porcelain vases like playing a violin.

Na Xu waited patiently, his expression seemed to be not seeing the old man working, but listening to him playing the piano.

In half a stick of incense time, the porcelain vase was repaired, the old man finished his load, started ringing the bell again, and went to do business in the streets and alleys.

Na Xu looked at the water purification porcelain vase, and said unhurriedly: "The old man has been doing business in this town for some years, and he likes to bargain with his employer for fun."

Mo Ya curled his lips, it turned out that he was meddlesome, so he rolled his eyes and smiled viciously: "I can't experience this level of fun, but Fang Qu, I have a lot of tricks."

Na Xu immediately fell silent.

"Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore." Mo Ya raised his eyebrows, looking at the sky, "It's time for me to perform."

"What is the benefactor performing?" Na Xuqi asked.

"Juggling. Sleeping on a nail board on the back, crushing boulders on the chest." Anyway, idle is idle.

Na Xu was suffocated, and asked cautiously: "Benefactor Mo knows hard work?"

"I know kung fu..." Mo Ya laughed, and while Na Xu breathed a sigh of relief, he added the second half of the sentence, "But I can't be hard. Just try how painful it is." After speaking, he pulled up the Xu's hand, very happily ran towards the juggling class.

When he arrived at the entrance of the downtown area, Na Xu's face turned pale when he saw the bed of nails.

"That... is the big rock. I found it from the mountain with great difficulty." Mo Ya pointed at another big yellow rock that could crush anyone to death.

Na Xu's heart tightened inexplicably, and he clearly felt the pain.

"Ladies and gentlemen..., new fancy style, sleeping on a bed of nails and breaking big rocks, don't miss it when you pass by."

The class master beat the gong very hard.

Mo Ya straightened his waist, tidied up his appearance, and took off the date pit in his hand, and put it in Na Xu's palm: "This is my most important thing, and now I leave it to you."

A tone of confession.

Nasu's hands trembled a little.

On that side, Mo Ya had already moved forward, with Yi Shuihan's posture in a rustling wind, before he reached the center of the field, he was suddenly rushed by someone and hugged his thigh.

"Give me my money back!" this one screamed.

Na Xu followed, looked at the little beggar, and said, "Little benefactor, why does he owe you money?"

"Because I was so poor and bored, I robbed all his belongings yesterday."

"Yes, three pennies!!"

This conversation broke Na Xu completely, and he turned around and stared at Mo Ya speechlessly.

"I know I'm sick, and the sickness comes from the heart." Mo Ya said, sincerity rarely flashed in those dark blue eyes.

Na Xu bowed his head, holding his date stone, and definitely guessed what he would say next.

"I want to ask Master, are you willing to save me from the fire and water?"

Sure enough, Mo Ya was talking in that room, lightly, with a tone that confirmed him.

Na Xu gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes, and whispered back: "Mo benefactor doesn't even love himself, so who can get through?"

"That's right, you have to tie the bell to untie it." Mo Ya stepped forward without looking back, and said lightly, "Unfortunately, you are not the one who tied the bell."

Na Xu's eyelashes moved, but his eyelids did not lift: "Mo benefactor, I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my heart, please take me back now..."

"After the show is over, I'll take you back." Mo Ya smiled generously, "It's just a matter of time to invite you to watch the show for free."

Monks are really not the material for lying.

Nasu, having no other choice, opened his eyes and thought carefully.Afterwards, he looked at the date stone in his palm, then at the water purification bottle, and finally sighed, "Guanyin Bodhisattva definitely wants a new water bottle."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the porcelain bottle and rushed towards Mo Ya, trying his best to smash it. Based on his years of experience in practicing medicine, he should be able to knock Mo Ya down.

Mo Ya was hit, turned around, blinked a few times, and really fell crookedly.

"Master..." None of the class leader and the spectators at the scene thought about Na Xu's move, and everyone was in a sea of ​​smoke.

"He is haunted by evil things, the performance is not his intention..." Naxu put Mo Ya on his back cleanly, his eyes swept away, "Everyone, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Buddha bless you!"

While everyone was at a loss, Na Xu hurried on the road.

"I said why this master is so desperate for no reason, it really is not normal." After a long time, the leader could only scratch his head.

Along the way, Mo Ya, who was pretending to be in a daze, buried his head in Na Xu's neck, and smelled a refreshing smell from the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, Mo Ya remembered the beauty Na Xu said.

He snickered viciously, the most beautiful ambiguity right now is——

Na Xu carried Mo Ya on his back, walking and walking...

The mountain road meanders upwards, with shadows of ancient trees on both sides.

When Mo Ya came back, the happiest thing was that Chen, he happily circled around the "woke" Mo Ya, "Brother, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Mo Ya coughed and observed the situation: "Because, I'm a little bored."

Na Yan pointed at her fingers silently: "The temple is very boring..."

Mo Ya didn't hesitate to smile, and stroked his bare head: "After walking around, this end is better."

"Yeah, but next time brother feels bored, you can ask me to play with you."

"That's good..." Mo Ya's eyes flashed with cunning, "Why don't we play peek-a-boo now?"

"what!"

"You don't know what peek-a-boo is?"

"I know! I know!" Na Huan jumped up, his face twitched, "I just haven't played it!" Before, he had seen children playing from a distance at the bottom of the mountain, and he always envied him.

"Benefactor, your head..." Na Xu asked apologetically.

"It's just a little dizzy, it's okay. Let's play together. From now on, I'll count to one hundred. One, two, three..." Mo Ya closed his eyes, and pulled Na Xu into the game team indiscriminately.

"The benefactor..." How could he be interested in playing this...

It's just that, holding Na Xu's robe sleeve nervously, holding his head high, his eyes filled with water, ready to overflow at any time, "Brother, hurry up! Brother counted, counted! Hide quickly, Hide away!"

"Caught... stripped naked! 26, 27..." Mo Ya added and continued to count.

Na Xu rubbed his eyebrows and let out a indulgent sigh, he really couldn't bear to disappoint his junior brother.

Hey, hide and seek!

"44, 45, 46..."

Fowei, fragmented.

After thinking about it, Na Xu finally put it in the big cabinet of his Buddhist scriptures pavilion.Faint light peeked through the narrow gaps in the cupboard, and Naxu took the opportunity to flip through the scriptures inside, taking a break from his busy schedule.

He clearly remembered that this set of scriptures was hidden in this bookcase.

But he vaguely remembered a sentence in the scriptures.

Although, he knew that he never missed the words on the scriptures.It's just that he hoped he remembered wrongly.

Naxu calmly turned over a page of the scripture.

The door suddenly opened!

"I've caught you." With just one word, the book in his hand fell down.

Before Na Xu had time to sigh, the sigh really recorded such a sentence, and there was already a person standing clearly outside the cabinet.

Dazzling twilight shone through his body, as if this human figure was cut by a sharp sword, neat and slender.

"I thought the benefactor would find the hatred first."

Mo Ya didn't answer, just picked up the scriptures that Na Xu left behind, and then smiled charmingly, "What does this sentence mean?"

Mo Ya lightly clicked on a sentence in the scripture.

Na Xu raised his head slowly, and glanced at the "Bai Ze Tu" on the low table from the corner of his eyes: "The benefactor wanted to see the Bai Ze Tu, so he came here?"

"Does this sentence mean that you can seduce me first, and then slowly lead me back to the right path?" Mo Ya was not fooled.

Na Xu's pupils reflected the light, without dust, but mixed with a complicated mood.

They actually noticed the same sentence.

——"Avatamsaka Sutra" says: First use desire to seduce, and then let you enter Buddha's wisdom.

Afterglow slowly swam into the room, and the fine dust shone brightly in the light.

"The benefactor is very enlightened." Nasu finally nodded and admitted.

"There are such strategies in the Buddhist scriptures." Mo Ya sneered, then suppressed his smile and narrowed his eyes, "It seems that Master Xu doesn't intend to do this? Is it because he can't bear your cultivation?"

"No."

"That means, are you willing to seduce me?" Na Xu was easily pushed into the language trap.

"In this regard, Na Xushang can't comprehend it."

"Ok?"

"Intentional guidance, after all, is not sincere." Nasu doesn't agree with purposeful seduction.But when the words came out, Na Xu wanted to bite his tongue again, and the wording he thought hard seemed to be wrong again.

"You have to treat me sincerely!" Mo Ya's reaction was quicker than him, "You really fell in love with me!"

"Mo benefactor..." Na Xu, dumb, chewed coptis, twitching his mouth inwardly, unable to do anything.

A sigh, but not Nasu.Mo Ya's bewildered face was covered with a kind of desolation: "Well, if I admit that my motives for you are not pure, and I have another purpose in approaching you, then you can tempt me deliberately, and you and I are even, okay? good?"

Afterwards, Mo Ya took a few steps back thoughtfully, put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and said politely, "I'll just stand here, you can try to lure me."

This is a road of no return.Na Xu frowned, his eyes had faded from the struggle, even if he didn't return, it was still a way.

Na Xu narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, carefully placing his lips a little above Mo Ya's mouth.Mo Ya smiled and sucked Na Xu's lower lip, feeling warm and moderate.

Na Xu's back was stiff, and his whole body was stiff, but he didn't flinch unwisely.A successful smile appeared on the corner of Mo Ya's mouth, he stuck out his tongue, and stuck it into Na Xu's mouth, inviting the tip of Na Xu's tongue into his mouth, without any distraction.

It was different from before, it was a green kiss, and it was also a very strong kind of intimacy.

The trouble should end it.

He wasn't the one who tied the bell, and it wasn't him who could untie it.

However, Na Xu was very brave, closed his eyes tightly, put his hands on Mo Ya's thin waist...

The fine dust in the setting sun, vaguely present, brings out the ambiguity of a room.

"Who's in this monastery! That's in the rice tank!" Outside the house, Di Ting yelled loudly.

It's getting more and more chaotic.