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Chapter 605 Buddha Bead Bracelet

From that day on, Mingtong moved into this backyard and lived a life of asceticism for eighteen years.

The abbot passed away in the seventh year after Mingtong entered the backyard. Mingtong did not even see the abbot on his last journey.

For eighteen years, Mingtong has devoted himself to practicing in the backyard, no longer caring about the chores in the temple, and has studied all the scriptures and secrets in the temple. Now he can sit in the backyard and feel everything in the temple just by the fluctuation of the air flow.

movement.

Since the weather started to get gloomy two days ago, Master Mingtong knew that another heavy snowfall was about to fall in Jiangzhou, which had not snowed for many years.

Calculating the time, it's exactly eighteen years, no more, no less.

Mingtong had been waiting since the day the snow seeds began to fall, waiting for the opportunity mentioned by the abbot.

To this day, he clearly felt two unusual auras entering the temple. After sensing the approximate source of the auras, he asked his apprentice to observe us in secret.

Mingtong guessed that we should have met by chance as the host mentioned back then.

Having said this, Mingtong clasped his hands together and bowed to me and Lu Xiaohong and said: "Originally, I should have gone to welcome the two donors in person, but I had already promised to host it and would not step out of the backyard, so I could only be rude.

Let the disciple go and invite the two donors in."

"Master, there is no need to be polite!" Lu Xiaohong returned the courtesy: "I just don't know why master is sure that the two of us are the people that Master Mingjing said we met by chance?"

Master Mingtong smiled slightly and said: "I wasn't sure at first, but after my disciple brought the two donors to the backyard, the two donors were able to follow the sound to find me, and I was sure."

"Is there something strange about the master's piano sound?" I asked curiously.

"After I met the mother and son surnamed Bai that year, I was deeply troubled by my unclear knowledge of people. Later, I accidentally found a scripture among the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that the host sent me regularly. There was a strange method of luck in the scriptures.

, I use that method to play the guqin. People with evil intentions will feel a headache after listening to it. The sound is noisy and cannot distinguish the direction. But good people will hear it clearly and sweetly because they have no distracting thoughts. Lao Na has not finished playing the song.

A donor can find where I am, and he must be someone worthy of entrustment." Master Mingtong explained.

Lu Xiaohong and I suddenly realized that no wonder Master Mingtong told us the secret of the lost treasure of the temple as soon as he saw us.

It seems that Buddhism is really wonderful.

"The mother and son with the surname Bai mentioned by the master may indeed happen to be acquaintances between us." Lu Xiaohong picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Oh?" Master Mingdao had a look of surprise on his face.

"Is the businesswoman surnamed Bai named Bai Xiaohe, and is his son named Qi Yue?" I asked Master Mingdao.

Master Mingdao's face showed a look of ecstasy, and he nodded repeatedly: "The mother and son who entered the Sutra Pavilion back then were indeed called by these two names. Do the two donors really know them?"

"Not only do we know them, we also fought against Qi Yue many times, but unfortunately he escaped every time!" I nodded with some regret.

"That child is only five or six years old and is already ruthless. After so many years, he must be full of evil. I, the Buddha, are merciful. I only regret that I can't personally get rid of the villain. Now, as long as I can find the lost treasure conch in our temple, I will be saved for the rest of my life."

No regrets, Amitabha!" Master Mingdao said.

"Don't worry, Master. As long as we can capture Qi Yue, we will definitely find the treasures from your temple and deliver them to the mountain in person." Lu Xiaohong solemnly agreed.

"I dare not say thank you for your great kindness. I wonder if the two benefactors can tell me their names." Master Mingdao bowed again and asked.

"I am Lu Xiaohong, she is my lover, Hu Ling!" Lu Xiaohong reached out and took my hand and said.

The word "lover" made my heart almost skip a beat. I looked sideways at Lu Xiaohong, and saw that he was also looking at me, his eyes as gentle as water.

Master Mingtong nodded, lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then raised his head and said to Lu Xiaohong: "Donor Lu, can you let me touch your hand?"

Lu Xiaohong was stunned and stretched out his hand towards Master Mingtong.

Master Mingtong held it with both hands and fumbled with Lu Xiaohong's hand with some rough fingers for a moment, then paused for a while and then raised his hand to touch the top of Lu Xiaohong's head.

Lu Xiaohong didn't show any impatience on his face, and lowered his head slightly in cooperation.

After a long time, Master Mingtong finally retracted his hand, with a somewhat solemn look on his face.

Seeing Master Mingtong's expression, I was a little worried.

Maybe it's because Lu Xiaohong's cultivation level is much higher than mine, and I haven't been able to see his face clearly. It seems that Master Mingtong must have seen something.

Just as he was about to ask, Master Mingtong pondered and spoke.

"Donor Lu is going to travel far in the near future?"

"Exactly." Lu Xiaohong nodded slightly.

"Donor Lu's trip is very dangerous. Can he reschedule or not go?" Master Mingtong asked again.

"We can't reschedule, but we have to go!" Lu Xiaohong shook his head slightly.

"Donor Lu, please wait a moment while I go into the room to get something out." Master Mingtong didn't ask any more questions, just nodded and said.

"Master, please!" Lu Xiaohong nodded and made a gesture of invitation.

Master Mingtong stood up, turned around and entered the hut again.

About five minutes later, Master Mingtong walked out of the hut, holding a small item wrapped in red cloth.

After Master Mingtong sat down, he placed the items wrapped in red cloth on the table and slowly opened the red cloth wrapped outside. Inside were two bracelets of Buddhist beads, one large and one small.

Lu Xiaohong and I looked at Master Mingtong in surprise, somewhat confused.

"This pair of bracelets was given to me by Master Mingjing before he passed away, so that he could give it to someone who is destined at the right time. Now I will give this pair of bracelets to Donor Lu. Donors of the big string should not take it off. Donors of the small string should not take it off.

You can give it to your loved one." Master Mingtong said: "Perhaps this pair of bracelets can help Donor Lu get rid of some of the disasters caused by this trip."

Lu Xiaohong and I looked at each other, but he hesitated and did not reach out to pick it up.

Master Mingtong added: "Back then, Master Mingjing suddenly came to the backyard in the middle of the night and handed the bracelet to the old man. He did not say what the relationship between the bracelet and his fate eighteen years later was, and he only asked the old man to give it to someone who was destined.

So when I saw the two donors just now, I didn’t bring out the rivalry. Just now I touched the bones of Donor Lu, and I have determined that Donor Lu is the one who is destined, and I also ask Donor Lu not to refuse."

Since the words come to this point, it would be a bit contrived to refuse.

I very much hope that Lu Xiaohong will accept this pair of strings, not because I want to know if he will give the small string to me. Guiyuan Temple is a royal temple with a history of hundreds of years. Just listen to what Master Mingtong said.

I feel relieved if I can resolve some of the disasters caused by Lu Xiaohong's trip.


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