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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-nine chapters

This painting is a bit yellowish, and it can be seen that there is a certain age.

The woman in the painting is dancing, wearing a traditional costume of the Tang Dynasty, beautiful.

"This younger sister looks so beautiful."

Jue Chen saw it suddenly, and looked at the woman in the painting straight.

He couldn't help it, so he reached out to touch the painting.

At this moment, a woman's voice came behind Jue Chen.

"Monk."

Jue Chen was startled, and looked back.

The woman in the painting, the woman in the painting, was standing behind him.

"Wow, Miss Sister, are you not in the hall just now?" Jue Chen smiled.

Such a handsome monk laughed and put it on the street, I am afraid I was fascinated with a lot of girls.

"Little women don't like to see people." The woman owed slightly: "The little woman's name is Fangxin, waiting for the monk for a long time."

Jue Chen carefully put the scroll in his hand and put it on the stone table: "I don't know what the girl is waiting for me?"

"Monk, have you forgotten?" Fang Xin stretched out his hand and waved gently in front of Jue Chen's eyes.

Nympho

Fangxin was born in Chang'an. When he was eighteen years old, he went to the Western Regions with his father.

The business is getting bigger and bigger.

At that time, the Infernal Affairs City was also called the Golden City.

This is a very prosperous place on the Silk Road.

The city is called gold, and you can see the prosperity of the city.

And Fangxin's father, in this golden city, is also a first -class wealthy businessman.

And Fangxin has been extremely liberty since he was a child.

After all, who is beautiful and rich in family, who doesn't like it?

But Fangxin refused one by one.

It's not her request too high.

Instead, Fangxin has cultivated the Dharma since he was a child.

Who can say this thing, who can say this?

On this day, Fangxin was cultivating Buddhism at home, but he heard that his father said that a monk in the Tang Dynasty went here to go to Tianzhu to get the scriptures and want to come back to Pudu.

When he heard it, he wanted to listen to this monk's scriptures.

Fangxin's father also knew that his daughter liked the Dharma, so he found someone, and invited this monk to come home as a guest.

This is the first time that Fangxin has seen Xuanzang.

Xuanzang is wearing a white monk robe, clean and tidy.

Although he is a monk, he looks very handsome.

Fangxin hurried forward, owed slightly, shouting shyly: "Monk."

Fangxin is just like her name, and I am tempted by Xuan Zang.

Xuan Zang seemed quite calm, but just returned the gift: "Miss Fang is polite."

"This time I asked my father to invite you to come over. It was quite liberty. I also asked the monks to forgive me. The little girl just wanted to hear the monks' Dharma."

Xuanzang's face showed a smile: "Miss Fang can have this heart to the Buddha, so I feel relieved."

"Monk, don't know what Dharma is?" Fang Heart asked with anxiety.

Fangxin's father scolded: "No rules, monks have just arrived, have not eaten yet, and wait for everything after eating."

"It's okay." Xuan Zang raised his hand and looked at the rest assured eyes: "Dharma is the method of mind."

Fangxin asked again: "What is the mind?"

"The heart -oriented, to achieve no desire."

Fangxin said: "So monks have to have precepts, right?"

"No, the precepts are forced monks to have no desires, and the law of mind is to let themselves achieve no desire." Xuan Zang said: "The so -called Buddha is the heart, the Buddha, and the evidence."

Fangxin said with some worship: "Monk, you go to Tianzhu, do you want to be able to take me together to take me together?"

"I'm sorry, I am in my heart to the Buddha, and I have no intention of my children." Xuan Zang was smart, and at a glance, he saw the thoughts of Fangxin, and broke a word.

Fangxin couldn't help but lose. After all, for so many years, this is the first time that I have touched Fangxin, but I have been rejected.

"Master, huh, the little girl has always liked the Dharma, and she did not like to talk about her children's private affairs." Of course, Fangxin's father can see that his daughter has the intention of this high monk, but Xuanzang refused. He could only give himself for himself.

My daughter is under a step.

Soon, Fangxin took Xuan Zang to a table banquet.

Fangxin's father knew his daughter's mind, so he said something, so that his daughter and Xuan Zang were separated by two, and they ate at this gazebo at home.

After the fasting meal was on the table, Xuan Zang ate it.

There is a mood of eating, I can't help asking: "Master, I'll dance for you?"

"Please." Xuan Zang had no emotion.

The woman dances for a man, and she is already expressing their hearts.

Fangxin walked outside the gazebo and danced.

Her dancing posture was extremely beautiful, but Xuan Zang took out the paper and pen and made a painting when he danced.

Dance.

Painted.

After Fang's heart dance, Xuan Zang smiled and handed the painting past: "Fang Shi, this painting will send you with you, stay as a memorial."

Fang Xin took the painting and saw the life -like self in the painting, and couldn't help but asked, "Monk, is it not a little private to the little girl, am I not pretty?"

"The appearance of a man, but the red powder skeleton." Xuan Zang slowly said: "I am in my heart to the Buddha, I am afraid that it will be to live up to the girl's beauty."

"Can the master get back the scriptures, can you come to Purdue?" Fangxin asked with an anticipation: "I want to listen to the master's lectures in person, and want to see the scene of your Purdue sentient beings."

"Ms. Fang once thought that it was very good." Xuan Zang agreed.

Xuan Zang left the same day, and Fangxin was inadvertently fell in love. Instead, he was waiting for Xuan Zang to come back wholeheartedly.

But one year, two years, three years.

Three years later, Xuanzang didn't come back again.

In the third year, Fangxin saw the most ugly side in the Golden City.

Her father was jealous of his peers because of his business too much, and was poisoned by people.

On the whole family, the man was caught as a slave, and the woman was a concubine.

Fangxin vowed to resist.

Before she died, she fled to the temple in the house, and was surrounded by dozens of wicked people.

She was full of grievances: "No wonder Master Xuanzang wants to obtain the true scriptures. For money, you can poison and harm the whole family."

"I really hope that I can see that Master Xuanzang retrieves the true scriptures, Purdue world, so that there are no these ugly things in the world."

"I really hope I can see Master Xuanzang again. Even after death, I am willing to wait for him to wait for a hundred years, thousands of years!"

After speaking, Fangxin was killed on a bodhisattva's golden body, and blood was sprinkled on the golden body.

The resentment of Fangxin is too heavy.

And among the countless resentment, a heart of seeking Buddha is covered.

She actually made her achieve the position of the bodhisattva with ghosts.

After seven or forty -nine days, she became the Rakshasa Bodhisattva.

On the day she became a bodhisattva, the people in the entire Golden City had no evaporation.

In the future, anyone who enters the Golden City will never go out.

The Golden City has also become the Infernal Affairs City today.


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