Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Standing in front of the mountain gate of Yinruo Temple, Xiao Yihe, seeing the believers like weaving, would take three steps, one kowtow, five steps and one bow.Even if the common people are like this, if the two of them pretend to be members of the Buddhist sect, if they walk up in a grand manner, it seems that it is not suitable for the show.

But if he was really made to kneel like this... Xiao Yihe fell silent immediately.

He looked up at the hundred and ten steps, with a look of despair on his face, and whispered to the people around him: "I'm pretending to be a cripple now, and I ask them to come down and lift me up, before it's too late?"

Turning his head, he saw "Master Xuanwei" with a complex and speechless expression, the corners of his mouth tightly pursed.

Xiao Yihe shrugged his nose: "Forget it."

He opened his clothes and was about to kneel when he suddenly heard him say, "Hold tight."

"Ah?" Xiao Yihe was in a daze, his back was pulled into his arms, his entire upper body was stuck into a robe that smelled of Sanskrit fragrance, his wrist was also grabbed by someone, and he was pressed against his waist forcibly. The wind rises.

Xue Xuanwei led him into the mountains and flew up along the uninhabited trails. He walked extremely steadily and walked quickly through the lush forests without breaking a branch or leaf. Even the lonely mountain wind He also pocketed everything into his sleeves, leaving only the body temperature sifted by the wind to seep through.

From this angle, Xiao Yihe can only see the clean and neat side lines of his face, falling along the tall and straight nose, like a sharp finishing brush.

Before they could see enough, the wind stopped steadily, and the emerald fog on both sides was pushed away, and the two landed on a small dark red door.

It is the small gate behind the temple of Yinruo Temple.

At this time, there was only a young monk with stubble on his head outside the door, who was taking a nap with a broom in his arms, with a stream of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.Xiao Yihe tore off Xue Xuanwei with some dissatisfaction, walked in front of the little novice, and yelled loudly: "Little master!"

"What! What's wrong!" The little novice shuddered in fright, raised his broom and swung it twice in panic.

Xiao Yihe curled his lips and pushed his broom away: "Little master, my senior brother and I passed by here, we heard that the abbot of your temple is famous, so we came here to study scriptures."

The little novice saw that he had long hair in a green robe and had not yet been shaved, while the person behind him had a cold expression, neither sad nor happy, just like an accomplished monk, he immediately collected his expression, did not dare to neglect, clasped his palms together and gave a salute, and asked: "Ask the two ring names?"

Xiao Yihe pulled the "Master" who was standing eight feet away, and said with a smile, "My brother, same as Wei."

Pointing to himself again, he proudly said: "Although I am only a layman, I have been learning to serve with Brother Tongwei since I was a child... The master said that I am young and will allow me to be ordained next year. You can just ask me to be of the same heart, and we will be together forever Concentric."

His eyes are curved like crescent moons.

The little novice was stunned, the generation of the same character in Buddhism is the most prosperous generation, there are as many as a cow's hair, and it is not the only one named "Tongxin", but this is the first time he has heard someone introduce the word like this.

He looked at Xiao Yihe with a complex expression, and said after a while: "Brother Tongwei, Layman Tongxin, please wait a moment..."

……To tie the knot.

The voice of the four words was clear and joyful, Xue Xuan remained calm, but the holding bead between his fingers was pulled away with such force that the purple sand bead was almost cracked.

The little novice monk got his ring name, so he ran all the way into the temple to report back.

Xue Xuan looked at him slightly, until the Buddhist beads that he had been rubbing in his hands had a different temperature, he couldn't hold back, and called out: "Concentric?"

"Huh?" Xiao Yihe was too lazy to stand and wait, sitting on a stone by the door, and replied with a smile, "What are you doing, does it sound good?"

Xue Xuanwei didn't speak, he speculated in his heart about the origin of the name, there are so many characters of the same generation to choose from, but he chose to call it Tongxin.Forever united... Do these four words just happen to be on the lips, catchy, or does it have some additional meaning?

Just as he was absent-mindedly looking at the corner of his soft-soft collar, a series of footsteps sounded in the temple gate.

After a while, the little novice came out leading a bald...monk with a slightly steady square face.

The man looked at "Tongwei" first, and then turned to the little layman who jumped down from the rock like a rabbit.I don't know if it's Xue Xuanwei's illusion, but this bald donkey seems to have been observing "Concentric" for an exceptionally long time.

"Recently, the Buddhist scriptures meeting was widely held in the temple, and the abbot specially instructed that if anyone comes to discuss the scriptures, he should be treated as a good student." The square-faced monk showed a Maitreya face, smiled very honestly, and led them into the temple.

Xue Xuan lowered his head slightly and followed in.

The monk led them all the way through the flower corridor. This Yinruo Temple looks inconspicuous from the outside, but it has a unique style inside. Bypassing a simple and elegant corridor, it is a small courtyard scattered with mountains, stones and fallen flowers. A piece of delicate green bamboo.

Although the gate in the courtyard is old, it is a special place in this solemn and solemn temple.

The monk said: "There are a lot of people staying here recently, and this is the only place left. Although it is far away from the main hall, it is a bit simple, but it is better than the quietness. The two little masters don't think so."

Xiao Yihe couldn't expect his family's "Master Tongwei" to open his mouth, so he said with a smile: "Brother always taught me that if you want to obtain the Pure Land, you should purify your mind, and if you purify your mind, then the Buddha Land will be purified. Living in the pure land, how can you care about these things?"

The square-faced monk nodded appreciatively, and ordered the little novice to fetch two rolls of freshly dried quilts, spread them in the room, and talked to the two of them, saying that he would come to invite the abbot again in the evening when he lectured, and he would leave. go.

Xiao Yihe was polite and sent him out of the hospital for his master.

Walking in front of the small bamboo forest, Cui Tao rustled, mottled light and shadow fell on the shoulders of the two, the square-faced monk glanced across his face, and stayed a little on his pair of eyes of different colors.

Maybe it's strange, Xiao Yihe saw that he had looked at his eyes several times along the way, so he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch it, and said: "But I think my eyes are strange? My eyes are born with a disease."

The square-faced monk hurriedly retracted his gaze: "That's not the case, the layman's eyes are very beautiful."

Xiao Yihe smiled, didn't answer any more, sent him out and went back to the house.

After entering the room, he closed the door, walked lightly to Xue Xuanwei who was standing in front of the window with his eyes closed, and waited quietly for a while.

The two had a tacit understanding. On the way he sent the bald donkey out, Xue Xuanwei had secretly pulled out a wisp of consciousness to investigate Yinruo Temple.At this moment, you - walked around, and the first thing you saw when you came back to your senses was someone who was about to pounce on your face, and you were slightly taken aback.

After he shaved his hair, the small marks originally buried in his hair appeared, Xiao Yihe discovered that there was a small mole on the upper side of his ear, which he had never seen before, and when he was looking closely, he saw his eyelashes move suddenly.

Xue Xuan turned his head subconsciously, a soft-soft line suddenly fell on his cheek.

Xiao Yihe simply did not have time to escape: "..." But right now it is difficult to explain.

Neither of them spoke, Xiao Yihe took half a step back awkwardly, and asked in a low voice: "What did you find?"

"There is no abnormality yet, maybe we can find something during the meeting at night." Xue Xuan paused slightly, "That bald... Monk, what did you say to you?"

Xiao Yihe said: "No, I just praised my beautiful eyes."

Xue Xuanwei also looked into his eyes when he heard the words, said "Yes" inexplicably, and said after a long time: "This temple is very weird, if you have nothing to do, don't go out and wander around. After the meeting at night, I saw the Chongjiu monk , find out why, and we will leave."

Xiao Yihe let out a "huh" and rolled into the newly laid mattress.

It was the time when other monks were doing their homework, and there was only one "Tongxin Layman", who was slouched by the autumn sun reflected obliquely from the window, and curled up comfortably in a circle on the mattress.

Xue Xuanwei considered both sides, and he couldn't be like him, slacking off together in broad daylight, making people suspicious when they saw it, so he had to quietly unfold the pen and paper in front of the case and write scriptures silently.

Xiao Yihe rested his arms on his pillow, seeing his writing like flying, flowing clouds and flowing water, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Obviously I hate monks the most, but I can recite Buddhist scriptures backwards. People's talents are really different, unlike me... huh!"

He stopped talking suddenly, Xue Xuanwei didn't listen to him continue for a long time, then raised his eyes.

For some reason, he stepped himself face down into the mattress.

Xue Xuan was puzzled: "...what are you doing?"

Xiao Yihe faltered, stretched out a limp hand for a while, hooked him, lowered his voice, covered the torment in his bones, and said: "Well... it's time."

Xue Xuan was quiet for a while, and understood in a moment, so he put down the pen and paper, walked over and picked him up, who was already limp, and hugged him in front of him, then lowered his eyes slightly, and let him ask for it.

On the way to Pengxi County, Xiao Yihe often called him around, so he went to uncover his collar familiarly.

But at the moment, for some reason, he was dazed by the white Buddha sandalwood mixed with the medicinal fragrance on his body, holding the monk's robe dotted with Buddha lotus in his hand, and always felt like he was blaspheming a holy monk.

As soon as this idea popped up, it was like opening a box, and he couldn't control his thoughts anymore. For a moment, Xiao Yihe had thought of the eminent monk's ruddy complexion, his robes opened wide, and he wanted to refuse but was ashamed.

The more he thought about it, the further he went, with a thud, his Adam's apple rose and fell slightly.

Looking at the neck of "Master Tongwei", it was as clean as jade, it was a sin.

Xue Xuanwei saw that he was still not moving, and asked lightly: "Why, are you still waiting for me to feed you?"

"..." Xiao Yihe raised his hand to cover his mouth, "Don't talk, it will spoil the atmosphere."

Xue Xuan was silent for a while, he was promising, fed his blood to continue his life, and asked for some atmosphere.

The two are facing each other like Guanyin sitting on a lotus. Because of their posture, the two of them are almost completely fitted together.Xue Xuanwei suddenly bent one knee, he didn't intend it, but it might as well be embedded in a gap of softness, the old monk's robe is soft and thin, and the touch is more obvious.

The little layman in his arms also froze slightly because of this, and the hand covering his mouth was a little uncomfortable.

Outside the door is the pure land of Buddhism.

In the autumn light, the half-bright and half-sleeping lights and shadows enter the eyes like a river of stars, which is really beautiful.Xue Xuan's heart moved slightly, he gently pushed his palm away, took the opportunity to kiss him, and slowly moved up along his arm, and then approached...

There was a sudden sound outside the window.

The little novice who delivered the quilt jumped into the yard, holding two volumes of scriptures and a plate of sandalwood in his hands, and shouted carelessly: "Uncle Master told me to bring these when he heard that there was a new guest. Is there anything else you need?"

There was a splash in the room.

When the novice entered the courtyard, Xue Xuanwei suddenly remembered that he was in a Buddhist sect, and he looked like a monk. Apart from feeling guilty, he also didn't want him to be seen like this, so he subconsciously slapped Xiao Yihe down.

A certain person was caught off guard, bumping his forehead against the soft bed, and uttered a clear voice: "Boom!"

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

The little monk heard the sound and passed by the window, and saw a bag bulging in the bed, while "Master Tongwei" was sitting on the edge of the bed coldly, his face was ice-cold, and he was studying a book of scriptures in his palm.He looked around and said "Hey": "What's wrong, little brother Tongxin?"

Xue Xuan got up slightly to pick up the things. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure squirming in the mattress, and he turned sideways to block the novice's prying eyes. He said calmly without changing his expression, "Maybe it's because he's not acclimatized, he's sick."

The little novice was startled: "Ah? Should I ask the doctor to take a look?"

Xue Xuan slightly covered half of the window: "No need, it's just that I feel a little dizzy from the mountain wind, and it will be fine after a while."

"Oh, well..." The novice almost had his nose pinched by the suddenly closed window, and he couldn't enter the room to visit, so he left in doubt.

After closing the other half of the window, Xue Xuanwei walked back to the bed, and lifted the quilt that hastily covered him.Seeing tears in his eyes, rubbing a red mark on his forehead with both hands, he cried out from the pain in his stomach: "Little bastard... what kind of grudges are there, is it necessary to be so hard?"

Xue Xuanwei stretched out his hand to touch him, but he waved it away angrily.

After letting him get angry for a while, Xue Xuanwei slowly asked: "Then do you want me to feed...?"

Xiao Yihe swallowed, felt aggrieved and greedy, and finally succumbed to his desire: "...Yes."

Xue Xuanwei couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth raised an inch almost invisible, bowed his head, and offered himself cooperatively.