Chapter 938 Gu Jiantang challenged Baiyi, Xu Fengnian made a pact with Su Su
In front of the brand new thatched hut in the quiet part of Dalian Peak, it has never been so lively.
The monk in white is tall, but he gives people an extremely harmonious feeling. The beads hanging on his chest are dim in color, which is obviously a world of difference from the rare Buddhist beads of monks from many great temples in the Central Plains.
Since returning from his journey to the west, he has not held or wore beads, only such a string of Buddhist beads made of peach wood. This string of hanging beads was a matter of love between him and his wife. She actually felt regretful after giving it to her, because later she heard that peach wood is a material highly praised by Taoism and can ward off evil and ward off evil spirits. However, in Buddhism, peach wood Buddhist beads are really not worth mentioning. But Li Donxin, a monk in white, never leaves his body except hanging the string of Buddhist beads on the wall before going to bed. There is a saying in Buddhism that “rest with meditation and delusions, keep the pearls and be mindful”. His common name is also Li Dangxin. Therefore, when he entered the capital in white, the old emperor of Liyang gave a string of priceless seven-treasure beads, which he threw into the box. After having Li Dong, his wife picked up more than a dozen beads every now and then made them into rings and put them on the top of her daughter’s head. The little girl who likes to run wildly in the mountains of Liangzhen Temples did not know the value of those beads, and they would soon be lost. Fortunately, no one of the three in this family would feel distressed.
At this time, opposite the monk in white, there were three Taoist priests from two Taoist ancestral courts: Bai Yu, who had just been promoted to the governor of Liangzhou, Qi Xianxia, one of the little heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, and Han Gui, who was Qingshan Temple in Xiaozhu Peak in Wudang.
Not far away, Li Dongxi, Wu Nanbei, Yu Fu, the only disciple of Wudang coach Li Yufu, and Han Gui’s disciple Tong Qingxin, the four of them gathered together and squatted, listening to Li Dongxi telling her soul-stirring experiences.
The wife of the monk in white has already taken a nap. After learning that the three Taoist priests were coming together, she leaned against the door and said, “There are many people and many people, and the visitors are not kind.”
The monk in white smiled and said, “Just just a fight, don’t be afraid.”
She was still a little worried and said, “Then I won’t prepare tea, so that they can’t make their mouths dry, but can you find an excuse to enter the house to drink water?”
“Okay.”
“Will that lose your etiquette?”
“No.”
“By the way, if you really can’t quarrel, remember not to slap people in the face when you start, and leave the talk in vain, do you remember?”
“…”
“What, if you can’t beat it, forget it, chat with kindness. Ha, when you go out, be kind and make money.”
“You can beat it.”
“Oh. Remember not to fight too much. Our daughter wants to play in the mountains for a few more days.”
“I know.”
At this time, the monk in white faced the Taoist three people and had a great time talking.Because there is no dispute over the roots of Buddhism and Taoism at all.
He asked, “President Li closed Huangting Pass on Xiaolian Peak.”
As the only Taoist priest who “opened the peak” in Wudang in the past twenty years, Han Gui, who had always been uncontested, did not hide the matter, and nodded, “The senior brother of the head has had some understanding before.”
The white-clothed monk smiled and said, “Good thing.”
He gently stroked the string of peach wood Buddhist beads and said calmly, “The ground is sunken in the southeast, and the four borers are all in the Xun position. It is not that there is a beginning and an end.”
Han Gui was wearing a simple Taoist robe and a hole-burning scarf on his head, a little sad. Bai Yu, who was hurt by reading books, was habitually narrowing his eyes, as if he was out of the way. Qi Xianxia looked up at the rolling sea of clouds at the top of Dalian Peak, full of emotion.
The monk in white asked with a smile: “You cannot do your best in life, even if you are a hundred years old, it is still a waste of time. Did Cao Changqing say that after entering the Great Chu chess and wait for the imperial edict?”
Bai Yu shook his head and said, “It was said by Cao Changqing’s mentor Li Mi. Cao Changqing could turn from a Confucian saint to domineering. This sentence is probably the finishing touch.”
The monk in white gently twisted the Buddhist beads: “If it is said that good, full moon and life are the most happy wishes of ordinary people, then the heart is smooth and the thoughts are smooth, which is the pursuit of you Taoist people.”
Bai Yu, who was lazy, rubbed his eyes and asked with a smile: “What, I’m going to have a fight, but there is not even a cup of tea here.”
The monk in white whispered, “My wife doesn’t let her prepare tea, so I don’t dare to make a move. As for the quarrel…”
The monk in white gaze crossed the heads of everyone, looked not far away, and said loudly, “Disciple, come on, come on, talk to our Mr. Bailian.”
Unexpectedly, the young monk raised the little bald head slightly and said reluctantly, “Master, if it weren’t for Li Zi’s failure to let me go, I would have to buy rouge for my master’s wife to Yuqingguan. The master’s wife said there was a beautiful young woman there. The hollyhock rouge sold these days was very cheap and good. It is said that there was also a special cotton swallow branch made in Yanliufang, Wuyue, Jiangnan. If you go late, you may not be able to leave a box.”
The monk in white glared and said, “You are so embarrassed to say that muffin swallow branch! A small box the size of a fingernail piece dares to sell five taels of silver! If you hadn’t told your master’s wife, how could she have been thinking about it all night? Last night, she was talking to her sleep, and it was all muffin swallow branch!”
The young monk said with confidence: “I just think that kind of rouge is really good. The cheapest ones in the Escape Town at the foot of the mountain are cheap, but the fragrance is too choking. Although the box is bigger, the master saw it yesterday. Because he felt that the price is not expensive, the master’s wife threw so much on her face. When she lowered her head and fell into the bowl, it was so terrible. Master, you are really, you are so scared that you still want to tell your master’s wife, ‘This scene is really a dispersed goddess, which is rare in the world’. Then the master’s wife grinned and the rouge fell more…”
The monk in white coughed a few times.
Bai Yu only felt that if the middle-aged monk from Liangzen Temple was not absent from the Buddhist and Taoist battle in Longhu Mountain more than ten years ago, he would probably not have the right to turn the tide.
The Qingshan Temple Master Han Gui looked at his eyes and nose to his heart, but a Taoist priest was like an old monk entering into meditation.
Qi Xianxia seemed to have secretly rubbed her eyebrows.
Suddenly, two voices sounded at the same time inside and outside the house, full of surprises: “The Sweet Sword Branch of Yanliu Workshop!”
Inside the house, there was naturally the wife of the monk in white, and outside the house, there was Li Dong. The latter even stood up suddenly, ran to the room quickly, shouting loudly, “Mom! Dad has recently hidden four or five taels of silver under the scripture box. When he hid the silver, he saw it secretly! Dad asked me to keep my mouth shut, but who am I? I am my daughter!”
The hut suddenly cracked, and a burst of rapid sound of rushing through boxes and cabinets came.
The monk in white looked up at the sky, his face looking sad.
If outsiders do not know the reason, they must be amazed that the treasure is solemn and solemn as the Buddha compassionate the sufferings of the world.
When two women, one big and one small, walked out of the hut, the monk in white touched his bald head and stood up, caringly said, “This big sun, do you want to hold an umbrella?”
His wife thought for a while, waved her hand, and said with a bold attitude: “Mianyan Branch is a rare thing, and the inventory must be small. What if you miss it?”
Li Dongxi has already started to issue orders: “Nannan, go to the house to get an umbrella, and then follow us quickly! Qingxin and Yu Fu, Wudang Mountain is your territory. If there is any path to Yuqing Temple, please lead the way!”
The little Taoist Qingxin, who is already impressed by the heroine Li Dongxi, raised her chest and said proudly: “Yes!”
Then the group killed Yuqing Temple in a mighty way. The monk in white still looked at their backs and reminded him, “It’s hard to walk, so walk slowly.”
The monk in white seemed to feel a little awkward. The monk in white sat back on the small stool, looked at Bai Yu, and found a topic casually: “I heard that Mr. Bai Lian has ‘three fears and two joys’.”
Bai Yu nodded and said, “There are three fears: thunder, afraid of walking, and afraid of Zhao Ningshen asking questions. There are two joys: reading to the point where he is quick to see and speaking to the point where he is familiar.”
The monk in white said in confusion: “Zhao Ningshen”
Bai Yu said somewhat sadly: “Real name is Zhao Jingsi, he is the only son of the old leader. His temperament is particularly simple and calm. After going down the mountain, he experienced hardships several times, and became a blessing in disguise. Now his heart is almost at the forefront.”