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Yan Sui flicked his cuffs, and said with a gentle smile, "Buddha came just in time."

Jiang Xu saw that the leader of the younger generation in Futu Temple showed a bit of embarrassment, and rolled down the slope: "I heard that Taoist Ya was injured, and I thought that Mr. Ziji must need the secret medicine of our temple, so I went to see him. Come out yourself."

Didn't it mean that those who practice anger and anger meditation are all people who can smash the world with their fists? Why do Buddhist disciples... fear Yan Sui?

This time he forgot the embarrassment, and cast his eyes on Yan Sui, which was self-evident, but Yan Sui just glanced at him lightly, and replied: "Why bother the Buddha, just let someone else send him there."

"Ah, that's right." Fozi touched his shiny forehead, turned around and shouted at the door, "Juehui! Come out and run an errand for your great benefactor!"

Somewhat rough, Jiang Xu looked back without saying a word, stood back behind Yan Sui again, inexplicably thought of the rumored Futu Temple: the Buddha's voice was wafting, flowers and leaves were scattered in the lotus pond in the courtyard, and a koi worth ten thousand gold was raised ...

With such a voice, how many should be scared to death?

However, why do you say that Yan Sui is a great benefactor?

He restrained his curiosity and glanced behind the Buddha. A young monk in gray robes and black sandalwood beads around his neck came out of the courtyard. He grinned happily and said, "Let's go!"

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised: "So he is your junior brother."

Fozi stepped aside a little, and said: "If I hadn't met Zijijun in Liaozhou last time, Juehui's mind is not clear, and I am afraid that my life will be in danger. I will have to trouble Zijijun for a while. , to settle this karma for my junior brother."

Buddhist practice is most afraid of being infected with cause and effect. There has always been a saying that cause and effect are unclear and the six sense organs are not clean.

"It's quite simple," Yan Suiwen said with a smile, "Your junior brother gave me a dust-cleaning pill, and that's considered repaying my karma."

Jiang Xu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the two monks opposite. Xichen Pill is also the secret medicine of Futu Temple, and the specific effect has not yet been known to outsiders. It is rumored that the master of Qingyun Sect, a giant in Mingzhou, once wanted to use his own The natal sword was exchanged for a cleansing dust pill, but it was still rejected in the end.

Sure enough, both of them looked surprised and embarrassed, Juehui struggled with his eyes, finally gritted his teeth, and replied: "The little monk happens to have one on his body, and I can give it to Zi Jijun later."

Jiang Xu opened his mouth in disbelief.

What is the cause and effect of this?

He looked sideways at Yan Sui, and there was a sincere smile on his face, and he gave a long bow: "Then I would like to thank fellow Taoist Juehui here first, and my junior brother and I will not bother you two."

Only then did Jiang Xu belatedly bow and bow, and repeated with a warm face: "I'm bothering you."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Fozi smiled honestly, and casually threw the porcelain bottle in his hand into Juehui's arms, "Why don't you come in and sit down, Mr. Ziji?"

Yan Sui smiled softly: "I didn't bring wine with me this time."

liquor?Jiang Xu's eyes drifted away for a moment. The Sanqing Temple not only forbids meat and alcohol, but also forbids alcohol, which are two old stereotypes in the monastic world of Bingcheng in Futu Temple.

but……

He finally recalled that some time ago, when he first arrived in Zhaoyao Mountain, he and Yan Sui went out to hunt for wild food and met this Buddha in front of him. At that time, Yan Sui asked, "Buddha also came to look for food".

and also?

Jiang Xu's thoughts were broken, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he saw Buddha looking straight at him, and smiled honestly: "I don't believe you, the smell of wine on your junior brother is really good."

What are you talking about!

Jiang Xu's face blushed, and he couldn't help slandering in his heart: If someone else said this, he must be a member of Meng Lang!

"You dog nose," Yan Sui scolded with a smile, "Can't you smell that this is Chi Qiyou's wine?"

Jiang Xu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly turned to look at Yan Sui.

I seem to know why this person was angry just now.

Yan Sui turned his head as if feeling something, and looked at him with warm eyes, but Jiang Xu only felt that a catastrophe was imminent, blinking his moist eyes tentatively, and showing a flattering smile.

It's not good to lie, he scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, didn't he deserve it!

Yan Sui didn't change his expression from the beginning to the end, and looked at the Buddha again as if he hadn't seen it, the Buddha, who was rumored to be as clear as a lotus platform, rubbed his head and smiled: "This is easy to handle, this is easy to handle, Jueyin! "

He yelled into the yard again, and a new gray-clothed monk came out in response, running towards this side with the same shiny forehead: "What's your order, brother?"

The Buddha commanded quickly without any refusal: "You take Zijun Ji and this fellow Jiang Daoist to sit down first, and I will go back as soon as I go."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his two fingers and tapped Juehui's forehead hard, like picking a watermelon. Jiang Xu's teeth felt sore for a while, and he subconsciously shrank behind Yan Sui.

"What are you doing here in a daze?" He yelled, "Hurry up and deliver medicine to fellow Taoist Ya of the Wuji Sect!"

Jiang Xu only felt his heart tremble, and Buddha's scolding sounded like an ancient bell ringing in his head, and in an instant, the spiritual platform was clear.

So mysterious, uh, scold.

Yan Sui, who was beside him, praised in a warm voice: "The Buddha has improved a lot."

"It's not as good as Zijijun." Fozi showed his original honest expression again, and his tone was full of admiration. "I'm already ready to watch Zijijun's heroic appearance at the end-of-the-year ceremony."

Jiang Xu watched Juehui's figure run past him, and suddenly remembered something.

"Please stay still!" He finally yelled, "There is a formation I have set up over there. When you pass by, you only need to call the name 'Cheng Yan' and throw the medicine into it."

After Juehui answered from a distance, Jiang Xu turned around again, and saw that the eyes of the Buddha and Yan Sui were all on him, and he couldn't help but twitched, and said shyly: "Only crazy people are locked up in the courtyard. Well, the bird, came out to hurt people."

"Crazy bird?" Fozi's face showed a little eagerness to try, "Actually, I can also go there on behalf of my junior brother, and save him for you by the way."

This is not a pleasure to overdo it!

Jiang Xu didn't know how to explain it all at once, and when he was struggling, he heard Yan Suiwei's inaudible laugh, and said in agreement: "Although it is crazy, this bird is usually a good bird, honestly, it will not run around."

Jiang Xu's back felt cold, and his feet turned slightly to the side.

As he spoke, he glanced around unobtrusively, and said in a gentle voice, "I won't eat indiscriminately, and I won't lie."

Fozi was confused by what he said: "This...the bird raised by the Wuji Sect is quite human."

"Yes," Yan Sui sighed, "some people are not as good as a bird."

Jiang Xu pursed the corners of his mouth guiltily, he just wanted to leave this place quickly, preferably far away from Yan Sui.

But the other party seemed to have insight into his thoughts, and after a slight pause, he said to the Buddha: "Don't talk about this, my junior brother and I will wait for you in the courtyard."

There is no room for Jiang Xu to refuse.

Fozi: "Very good! I'll come back as soon as I go. If Mr. Ziji feels bored, you can also point out my ineffective junior brother."

Jiang Xu glanced at the monk who was called incompetent. If he remembered correctly, he lost the two days ago in the competition on stage.

He thought about it, and carefully looked at Yan Sui's expression, the other party shook his head and said: "I will not compete with others when I come to Zhaoyao Mountain this time."

"You don't need to draw your sword," Fozi said with a magnanimous expression, "With his small body, he can't even hold a single punch from me."

No one can resist your punch.Jiang Xu grumbled expressionlessly in his heart, and you broke the guardrail of the sparring platform with one punch.

"I thought you were here to buy me a drink," Yan Sui smiled and stopped back, "So you want to give me a new karma."

When Fozi heard this, he waved his hands again and again: "Forget it, forget it, Mr. Ziji, let's just sit and chat and enjoy the scenery."

Yan Sui nodded, and led Jiang Xu into the courtyard of Futu Temple.

"Don't bring Chi Qiyou back."

……

The scenery was not very nice, it was no different from his own courtyard, Jiang Xu endured and endured, finally tugged at Yan Sui's sleeve amidst his confused expression, and said softly: "Senior brother, I was wrong."

Yan Sui laughed softly, and just let him talk: "Xu Xu has grown up, and should have his own friends, it's my brother's fault."

"Senior brother is so high-spirited and virtuous, naturally he is always right," Jiang Xu almost praised him to the sky, "I shouldn't lie, senior brother, please forgive me this time."

"Okay," Yan Sui seemed helpless, and shook his head with a smile, "This is over before, if you don't want to guess, why did I bring you here?"

Jiang Xu blinked in confusion.

"I don't know," he moved closer to Yan Sui, and said obediently, "Anyway, brother has his own reasons."

It's impossible to come here for a drink.

Yan Suiquan pretended not to see his expression, Wen Sheng followed his own words and said: "I went back to Liaozhou and saved Juehui in the ancient ruins. He owes me his life, so he should pay it back with Xichen Pill."

Jiang Xu snorted, looking disinterested, and asked him instead: "I heard from others that the monks in Futu Temple are all compassionate people, but this time I came to Zhaoyao Mountain to see them, but I feel great Are not the same."

"If you look at the world without entering the world of mortals, what you see is not the world of mortals," Yan Sui said to him lightly, "Only by sharpening the sword in the world of mortals can one gain the Tao."

These words are somewhat similar to what Chi Yuan said, Jiang Xu thought, as expected, they all practice the way of ruthlessness.

"Then senior brother travels down the mountain all year round just to sharpen his sword heart?"

Yan Sui glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile: "It's still progressing, I can understand it."

"I'm not stupid..."

Jiang Xu muttered something vaguely, and after thinking about Yan Sui's previous question, he asked hesitantly, "So brother brought me here to seek the Tao?"

"Well," Yan Sui replied, "It's sort of."

He waited for "m" "'f" "x" "y"%攉木哥哥 for a while, and seeing that Jiang Xu was still in a daze, he said slowly: "Now I can only lead you to observe and figure out Other people's way, ultimately depends on Xu Xu's own epiphany."

Just as he was talking, the courtyard door was pushed open with a creak, and Buddha's shiny forehead could be seen from a long distance away. He held several jars of wine in his arms, and shouted from a distance: "I knew that Chi Qiyou was a fake Seriously, Lai Lun Dao also hid a lot of good wine in his room."

Behind him were two figures that he had just seen not long ago, and Chi Yuan's tone seemed extremely helpless: "Then you can't move all of them here at once, and I'm not allowed to follow, isn't it unreasonable? "

"Go talk to Zi Jijun about the reason," Fozi walked over cheerfully, "I haven't had a drink for a long time."

"Senior brother," Jiang Xu pulled Yan Sui's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Didn't the Buddhist sect also prohibit alcohol?"

"As the saying goes, if you have a Buddha in your heart, you will be on the pagoda." Yan Suiyuan clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, his face still calm, "To the Buddha, these are nothing."

"Junior Brother Jiang," Chi Yuan and Qiu Wan sat down opposite them, "We meet again."

Jiang Xu didn't want to talk to him, and Chi Yuan wasn't annoyed either, and smiled warmly at Yan Sui: "It's a pity that Zi Jijun doesn't participate in the discussion this time, I wanted to take this opportunity to see how your cultivation is now To what extent."

Yan Sui glanced at him calmly, reached out to take the unopened jar of wine: "You don't regard yourself as an outsider, you are very close to my junior brother."

Jiang Xu showed some innocence on his face, and retorted: "I only met Mr. Qi You a few times, so I really don't deserve to be a junior brother."

"Don't talk about that," Fozi happily raised his head and took a sip, "Since it's a predestined relationship, it's time to get drunk together!"

"Buddha is right," Yan Sui smiled warmly, raised his glass to Chi Yuan, and spoke very slowly, "We won't go home until we're drunk."

Jiang Xu looked at him incredulously, and opened his mouth, not knowing whether to speak or not.

Just relying on your ability to pour a glass...

Don't get drunk?

old age

Guess the purpose of Chi Yuan and Yan Sui without a prize