Chapter 280

Jarudao sat in his own Huiteng, looked at the gradually disappearing Maserati, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Brother Qin."

Jinling City.

Qixia Temple.

A young man looked at the elder sister who was watching the Buddha statue and walked out of the hall.

He looked at the bright and gentle light in the autumn and said in a soft voice, "have you seen him?"

Jia Rudao gave a sound.

"How about him?" The man outside the hall asked with a smile.

"Unique and unfathomable."

Hearing the eight character evaluation from the phone, the man narrowed his eyes and said with a light smile: "it seems that he is really a wonderful person to get such an evaluation from Confucianism and Taoism."

Jia Rudao told the truth: "he also invited me to watch the upcoming Warring States duel."

"It's a great event for the Warring States club. Since you've been to Donghai, you shouldn't miss it."

The man said with a smile, "if I have time, I'll go and have a look."

Then he hung up his cell phone and turned around. The woman in green had come out of the hall.

"Sister, down the mountain?"

He asked with a smile.

The woman in green shook her head. "Now that she has come to Qixia Temple, a benefactor should go to see her."

The man's smile slowly converged.

They went around the hall and finally came to the hut that Gong Zhengyu had patronized.

"Young Qin Yuyi, please see Master longkong."

In front of the vegetable garden, the woman in green stopped.

Qin Yuyi, the daughter of Qin Po Cheng, the head of the Qin family in the south, almost exists as a princess in the whole south!

And the man who followed her and called her elder sister all the time clearly revealed his identity.

The second son of the Qin family, Qin Yunxuan!

With the voice, the door of the hut was pushed open from the inside. The old monk longkong walked out slowly, put his hands on his chest, and said with a faint smile: "I saw the magpie stop on the branch this morning, so I knew that I was afraid that some noble guests would come to the door, and I was already ready for fasting..."

He looked at the two young men and women with kind eyes: "if you don't think they are simple, please have a talk in the house."

Although his status is extremely honorable, Qin Yuyi is not a bit domineering and domineering. He frowns slightly: "if you dare to disturb master Qingxiu, I still hope master Haihan."

With a faint smile, the old monk leaned out: "please."

There's nothing wrong with it. The inside of the hut is as simple as the outside. There's no superfluous furnishings. It's really admirable that one can live in such a poor environment for such a long time.

The old monk was not pretending to be a ghost. Qin Yunxuan could clearly see that the square wooden table was not only set with fast food, but also had two more bowls and chopsticks, as if he was sure they were coming.

"The master lived in a humble house, but his ears and eyes were clear. I admire him."

Qin Yunxuan said with a smile and sat down impolitely. Naturally, he didn't believe in the nonsense that magpies stopped on the branches. How could there be any divining immortal in the world? Someone must have informed me in advance.

The old monk didn't mind. His face was always peaceful.

"My father has always wanted to visit the master, but the world is busy and he can't be free. He can only be done by the younger generation. I hope the master won't be surprised."

Looking at the young woman in front of him, the old monk saw something complicated in his eyes. Then he gently shook his head: "I'm a stranger. I don't need to worry about it. Please tell benefactor Qin that everything is OK. Don't bother."

Qin Yuyi picked up the chopsticks and said in a soft voice, "the master is kind to my Qin family after all."

"The past and the past are just like clouds passing by. I have long forgotten them."

"The master said it lightly."

Qin Yunxuan couldn't help but open his mouth and sneered in his eyes: "do you know that because of a sentence you said in those years, my elder sister has been keeping it for more than ten years alone. Now you forget it. Isn't my elder sister's youth wasted for so many years?"

Qin Yuyi turned his head and said, "shut up."

"Sister, why can't you say it?"

Looking at the old monk as if he had cut off seven passions and six desires, Qin Yunxuan couldn't help trying to expose his hypocrisy: "if the master really cut off the world of mortals, why did he take advantage of the fire? In order to protect the offspring of your female disciple and keep my elder sister alone for so many years, I dare to ask you, master, why is it that my elder sister was suddenly announced at the beginning of love that she was going to keep the festival for a man she had never seen before? "

"Now that person doesn't know whether to live or die. If she doesn't see anyone all her life, will my sister die alone all her life?"

In the end, Qin Yunxuan's eyes were red and he was staring at the old monk, ready to explode.

Just because of the old monk's words, the elder sister has no right to be romantic. From then on, she has no desire and is infatuated with sword. How can Qin Yunxuan not hate?

The old monk put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

Ten years ago, he deviated from the Buddha, broke the precepts and went out of the mountain. After all, he didn't see his last face.

On that day, snow and wind swept the capital.More than half of the Phoenix went north and drove to the capital. The front of the army pointed directly at Weiwei Li's house.

In the end, Li Qilong's spirit of fighting alone in the Northern Song Dynasty and the spirit of fighting alone in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Qin Po Lu, the commander of Phoenix, was bleeding all over and fighting to death. When he was on the verge of extinction, an old monk in a cassock suddenly killed him and saved him from death.

On the second day, Qin Po Cheng, the head of the Qin family, arrived in Kyoto.

No one knows the contents of the three-party talks.

Later, master longkong of Qixia Temple took the initiative to abdicate his position as the host, opened a hut in the temple for the reason of being ashamed of my Buddha, and went to seclusion.

As time goes by, the picture seems to have blurred, but it still seems to have a profound impact on some people.

"Master, I'll call you again when you have time. Excuse me."

If you continue to stay, Qin Yunxuan will not be impulsive. Qin Yuyi says goodbye.

The old monk didn't stay.

Out of the hut, Qin Yunxuan is still angry.

"Elder sister, so many years, you really don't hate?"

"The Qin family never owes anything to others. It's worth exchanging my fate for the third uncle's life."

"Sister..."

"All right."

Qin Yuyi turned back and looked at the hut quietly, "an old man who has devoted his whole life to Buddhism and prayed for eternal life, but has never considered himself. In the end, he just wants to leave a little security guarantee for his disciples' blood. No one is qualified to hate."

Qin Yunxuan was silent.

In the hut, the old man looks at the fast meal on the table, and a scene that has become dim and yellow gradually emerges in front of his eyes.

A majestic man looked at the bed bleeding coma but the life of the third brother, turned. "Thank you very much for your help. I will remember your kindness."

A monk shakes his head slightly, and his cassock is broken, even bloody. As if he didn't realize it, he lowers his eyebrows and says, "I heard that there is a woman named Yu Yi, benefactor?"

It's been ten years, and it's gone by in a flash.

The old monk raised his head and looked at the door with a dull look.

He practiced Buddhism all his life and asked himself that he was worthy of all living beings, but in the end, he owed only two women with the most Buddhist roots.