Taixuzi couldn't help laughing and said: "Of course, if you go down the mountain and see more of the world, maybe Xiao Zheng'er can grow up a little."
"If I don't fall, if I don't fall and it hurts, how can he understand my painstaking efforts?"
"How can I understand that kindness and generosity will not work in the bloody storm?"
The white-haired old woman responded: "The traitor is in the Chen family. Will he be detrimental to Xiao Zheng'er?"
"He doesn't dare and won't do that." Taixuzi stood up slowly and walked towards the Daomen hall: "The Daomen is his home after all. No matter how long he has been away, he is still a member of the Daomen. My junior brother, you guys
Senior brother."
"The grudge between me and him is personal and has nothing to do with morality."
"I know this, and he also knows it."
"Master didn't even expel him from the Taoist sect. How can I, a senior brother, be qualified?"
Tai Xuzi walked further and further until he disappeared.
The white-haired old woman sat on the stone bench and muttered: "Master, he is already dead, how can we expel him from the master's door?"
"Just protect your shortcomings, no excuses."
"Xiao Zheng'er, you must be honest, the future of the Taoist sect depends on you."
...
Zhongzhou Li family.
As a prominent family ranked fourth among the top ten richest people, the Li family welcomed a special guest late this night.
A young monk wearing bright yellow cassocks and holding a black alms bowl.
In terms of age, he is only in his early twenties, and he is fair and tender.
This person is full of heaven, has enlarged earlobes, has a peaceful demeanor, and has the appearance of a Buddha.
Li Ting, the head of the Li family, went out to greet him personally, with a smile on his face.
"Uncle, I am bothering you when I come down the mountain this time." The young monk holding a black alms bowl lowered his head slightly and recited Amitabha.
Li Ting affectionately hugged the young monk's shoulders and said with a smile: "This is not Buddhism. There is no need to engage in Buddhist verses with uncle."
"Let's go, I've set up a banquet to welcome you."
"Your aunt has been talking about you for several days, and she is bringing your cousin Xian'er to help you clean up your room."
The young monk followed Li Ting's steps into the villa and did not forget to ask: "Is it vegetarian wine?"
Li Ting laughed loudly and said: "Green vegetables, radish and tofu dregs, are you satisfied?"
"My Buddha is merciful, and it should be so." The young monk held the bowl in one hand and turned the beads hanging around his neck with the other hand and said seriously: "From now on, I will ask my uncle to have three meals a day delivered to my room. I am a vegetarian."
Can."
Li Ting paused slightly and said: "How long do you plan to stay when you go down the mountain this time? You won't stay for one night and then leave like the year before."
The young monk smiled and said: "Master said there is no time limit."
"Oh? Seriously?" Li Ting couldn't help but said: "Does this allow you to return to secular life?"
The little monk looked a little depressed and said: "Master has given me a task. If you can't complete it, you won't be able to go back."
Li Ting lowered his voice and said, "A battle over luck?"
The young monk nodded and sighed: "So I have to ask my uncle for help in some places."
That night, Li Muzi, a direct disciple of the abbot of Buddhism, came into the world, and everything was calm.
At the same time, one month after Yun Zong came down the mountain from Bai Nanxian, there was a girl carrying a guzheng and walking on the moon.
