Leng Xuan frowned and said: "Are you sure?" Qian Jie nodded and said: "Of course. However, Donor Leng must go back to Dajue Temple with me." Leng Xuan said coldly: "Go back to Dajue Temple? How do I know you?
Is what you said true or false? What if you take this opportunity to trick me into Dajue Temple and then imprison me?" Qian Jie proclaimed the Buddha's name and said calmly: "Donor Leng, with the strength of the poor monk, you
Do you think the poor monk needs to use that method?" After hearing this, Leng Xuan nodded slowly and said: "Okay, I will believe you just once."
Qian Jie smiled slightly and said: "Very good. Without further ado, let's set off now." As he said that, he stretched out his figure and flew straight to the northwest. After a day of running around, under the leadership of Qian Jie,
Leng Xuan finally arrived at Dajue Temple.
Dajue Temple is located in a remote mountain. The temple is not big. There are only more than 200 monks inside. In addition to the main hall for chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, there are two side halls. In addition, they are used by disciples for practice.
Wing room. Compared with the famous secular temples outside for people to worship, Dajue Temple looks a lot shabby. Following Qian Jie, Leng Xuan went straight to a spacious wing room. As soon as he entered the door, he only saw
I saw an old man with pale hair and pale hair, sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard someone coming in, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person.
When he saw Qian Jie and Leng Xuan, he looked slightly startled, then stood up, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it turns out to be Uncle Qian Jie and Donor Leng." After a pause, he looked at Leng Xuan and said, "
Donor Leng is indeed a lucky person. I mistakenly thought that something unexpected happened to you, and I was heartbroken. Now that I see that you are safe and sound, I feel relieved." At this time, Qianjie said: "Huijue, I will take Donor Leng with me this time.
The main reason I came back is to drive out the demonic nature in his body. If I want to succeed, I need your help." Abbot Huijue nodded and said: "Uncle Master, you're welcome. As long as Donor Leng can recover as before, Huijue will definitely help."
Qian Jie nodded, and then said to Leng Xuan: "Donor Leng, you have been tired from traveling for so long. The poor monk will arrange for you to rest first. We will start to exorcise the demonic nature from your body tomorrow." Leng Xuan responded and followed immediately.
Qian Jie left the wing. In the blink of an eye, the night passed. The next morning, while Leng Xuan was still practicing, he heard a "dong dong dong" knock on the door. Then, he heard a childish voice.
It was passed over: "Donor Leng, the abbot asked me to take you there." Leng Xuan came to the door of the room, opened the door, and saw a little novice monk about ten years old standing outside the door. Looking at the childish face of the little novice monk
, Yuan Hai's innocent smile suddenly flashed in Leng Xuan's mind. Thinking of this, a trace of deep hatred flashed in his eyes. Seeing Leng Xuan motionless, the little novice monk called out softly: "Donor Leng
.”
Hearing his call, Leng Xuan suddenly came out of his reverie and asked: "What is your name?" The little novice monk replied: "My name is Yuanming." Leng Xuan nodded and then asked: "You
Do you know Yuanhai?" Yuanming nodded and said: "Yes, he is my senior brother. However, I heard from the abbot that senior brother Yuanhai... he has..." At this point, his little face was full of sadness.
color.
Leng Xuan gently stroked his forehead and said, "Okay, don't be sad, take me to see the abbot."