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Master of inspiration Temple

"if you concentrate and discard all your thoughts, you will feel better." Said the Taoist priest.

Bai Jing and I locked our fingers and looked at each other. I tried to forget the impetuous feeling and all the grievances in my heart. As expected, I felt better in my heart.

Honger and Jianyi are guarding the door. Four of us are around the stone table, just one side. I sit next to Bai Jing. I just face the master and Bai Jing faces the Taoist priest.

The master laughed and reached out to make a gesture of invitation, "please sit down, the tea has already sobbed, and you can drink it."

"I'll explain to you later, how to say, it's probably your previous life or something. He's a very good man." I said in a nutshell.

I feel a little guilty. After all, I'm only 18 years old, but I let two people who have lived for hundreds of years bow and bow to me. I feel like I'm losing my life. Bai Jing is more puzzled. He frowns, "Hades?"

He gave us a Buddhist ceremony.

"Just now I felt that the barrier to enter the mountain was disturbed. I knew that there was a noble person coming. I met the psychic, his Highness the Hades." Master

"good master." I said hello respectfully. After all, I still have questions to ask. I can't lose my dignity and make a bad impression on the master.

The monk turned back, and the same silver beard fell to his chest. Looking at the grade, he was even longer than the Taoist priest.

"I am an old friend. He Xuyuan is welcome. "

"You old monk, your old friend came all the way. You didn't come to meet you, but you asked us to come to you." The Taoist priest waved his Buddhist dust and hit the monk on the back. However, the monk seemed to have a premonition for a long time, so he skillfully avoided it.

"Here it is." The monk didn't look back, but he said hello to us.

The little monk took us directly to the backyard of the temple. There was a quiet path with bamboo on the side. There was a small thatched hut in the deep of the bamboo forest. We went to a monk in a light cassock cooking tea.

The Taoist priest shook his head helplessly, "I can't say you."

"But we are all flesh. Every fetus, we will have birth, aging and death. We don't have that long life span." I made a face and said.

"We are each other. Didn't you just say that you are ordinary people? One is a psychic who can connect the Yin and Yang worlds, and the other is the Hades who dominates the ghost world. You are all ordinary people. We are not even human beings." The Taoist priest was fascinated by the smile.

It is. " I said, curling my lips.

"Who believes? Just now you said that you are an ordinary person. Are there any ordinary people who have lived for hundreds of years? I'm afraid that the abbot is also a man of cultivation The Taoist priest deliberately betrays the truth.

"What's the origin of the abbot? How do you know so much? "

We followed the little monk straight through the hall, attracted a crowd of pilgrims to look at, mainly the Taoist priest a pair of Taoist costumes, fairy demeanor, appear in this temple is really amazing.

"Aren't you always curious about puppet art? This host can help you out." The Taoist priest smiles indifferently.

"So powerful, Taoist priest, your friends are not mortals." I approached the Taoist priest and whispered.

Guess who we are.

I was surprised that the guest was talking about us. It seems that the host is not a mortal. Before we met, we had already

in a short time, the little monk hopped back. When he came to us, he stood up and said respectfully, "please, the host also said. Since we have brought the distinguished guest, let's go together. ”

I'm thinking that if it's really the Buddha's manifestation, so many people come to ask for help. The world only knows their own wishes and wants to live a comfortable life, but they suffer from these gods.

Although the little monk was puzzled, he still conveyed it. We were waiting at the gate of the temple. There were many pilgrims coming and going, some of them were ordinary people in rags, and some were merchants and nobles in gorgeous clothes. Everyone had different ecology. The piety in their eyes was not enough to build, but they all wanted something in their hearts.

Posture.

"I tell you, host, it's not necessary for Taoist priest to come to meet my friends for many years." The Taoist priest also specially touched his beard and pretended to be

"no wonder."

"I just shaved last month."

"Are you new here?" Asked the Taoist priest.

"Host, are you?" Seeing the Taoist priest's dress up, the little monk asked in a puzzled way that he might not have thought how a Taoist came to this temple.

"We're here to find your host." The Taoist priest said with a wave of Buddha dust.

Then, facing me, he folded his hands and bent over, "do you want to pray or pay back?"

When we got to the gate of the temple, a little monk who was sweeping the floor came out to meet himIn the temple, I can hear the sound of incense rising from the top of the mountain.

After releasing the resentment on Bai Jing's body, his face returned to normal. I also felt much better. The more than 1000 steps suddenly became less difficult.

I haven't done anything yet. Bai Jing's body has already begun to release a cold breath. His anger has been released. The Taoist priest's eyes are dim. "It's really worthy of being your highness, even reincarnation can have such a powerful power."

I looked at the Taoist priest with a smile. "These Buddhist lights are used to ward off those evil and unclean things. You are ghosts and gods. You can be compared with gods."

"Everyone in this world is in pursuit of longevity and immortality, but they are inevitably exposed to death. If you can't bear it, you can directly release your anger." The Taoist priest said to us with some difficulty.

"Such a sacred place is really not suitable for people like us." I took a breath.

The master hung a string of Buddhist beads around his neck and a string in his hand. When he was resting

, he kept twisting the beads in his hand, his lips were slightly open and he was saying something. Master has no action, we are not easy to act rashly, so we wait for the master. The master's eyes are closed and his mouth makes a very slight voice. He should be reading scriptures.

Finally, the master's eyes opened, and the Buddha beads in his hand also reached the last one. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at us, "it's just the right time to drink tea." The master then poured a cup for each of us, and then picked up a cup of slow food.