The lonely heart temple in the early morning is particularly sacred under the twilight, through the light and shadow of the window edge of the main hall will reflect a few shining brightly, the bell bell, three bells, I don't know whether Jiutong is not asleep or get up early, after the bell ringing, I saw him come with a few steamed porridge.

In contrast, the monk Wude was very sleepy, and was shaken by the disciple for a while before he opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, sniffed the tip of his nose slightly, and immediately came alive, a bowl of gruel, two steamed buns, Qigui almost didn't see how he paused and went down.

"Alas, it's all these clear soups all day long, not to mention eating some oily, and if you continue like this, you will lose weight. The monk said unabashedly, for him, where did the rules and precepts come from, whether it is a monk or a family, a person must not live a happy life, otherwise out of a Laoshizi family, it is difficult to come to the penance, that is what the Buddha should do.

"Master, monks have quit drinking and meat, not to mention that the Buddha is still behind you!" Jiutong pointed to the Buddha statue behind him, although he knew that these words were simply playing the piano to the cow, he still couldn't help but chant Amitabha.

The monk stretched his waist, squinted at the Buddha behind him, hated the iron and hit the apprentice's brain, and scolded and said: "You! ”

"Hehe, master, I'm stupid, I'm afraid that I won't have an epiphany in this life, but the little junior brother has the wisdom to please you, he can become a Buddha, and I, the senior brother, am also happy. Jiutong touched his head, without the slightest jealousy, although he was not related by blood, but he was a few years older than his brother, and he was only happy about the achievements of his junior brother.

Looking at the disciple's desireless expression, the monk Wude didn't know whether to be satisfied or regretful, sighed and said: "Your junior brother's wisdom root is not needed here, in comparison, your clumsy temperament is just worthy of the Buddha's wishes." ”

Jiutong always selectively couldn't understand some of the words of the master and the junior disciple, and after Su Wen and the others had breakfast, he quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "When the disciple just delivered the meal, he saw the benefactor standing in the courtyard and didn't know what he was doing, but the leaves of the banyan tree were falling vigorously. ”

Hearing this, Su Wen's eyes lit up suddenly, but to avoid being abrupt, he still wanted to be a virtuous monk and gestured, the other party patted the dust under his buttocks, and said with a sly smile on his face: "The donor may wish to think about what the poor monk said last night, Tong Su is not bullied." ”

Su Wen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and asked the other party to lead the way, "If it is really as the master said, the mastery of the withered sword mound, don't say that you will waste some things outside your body, even if you lose your life, I believe that there are many people who want to do this business." ”

The monk smiled and said nothing, and walked out of the main hall, his own hand yesterday is not bad kung fu, the other party should have endured until this moment and did not ask, whether it is not knowledgeable, or the city is quite deep, thanks to his exquisite mind all kinds of suspicions, in fact, Su Wen did not want to ask, clearly did not dare to ask, all said that my temple is small, can not accommodate your true Buddha, this Kyushu is only afraid that it will not be able to find a Buddhist temple that is still small by the Lonely Heart Temple, but where should a host of a strong person go to find it, deal with these old ghosts, the more grotesque the other party, the more uneasy he is, after all, the things that the senior brother asked him to do are never simple, three concise letters, admission to the house, and ascending to the roof, That's not more difficult, learning a sword at this moment seems to be normal, but I'm afraid it's the most unusual thing.

A few people came all the way to the backyard of the Lonely Heart Temple, saying that it was the backyard, but in fact it was just a fence made of a fence, and a few nests of fresh vegetables were obviously the masterpieces of Jiutong, Su Wen wanted to know where the silver and silver were used by this wealthy host, and it would not really be used to help the people, at least the host's stinginess would only be more than that of Qigui.

I saw a slender and graceful man in the courtyard standing quietly, as Jiutong said, I didn't see him make a move, I saw the fallen leaves flying down like butterflies in the sky, chasing through the perspective of Jiutong, Su Wen saw it very clearly, although the other party's body did not move, but there was always a condensed energy around him, and he left his body every half breath, and the leaves were broken by half an inch, which was exactly the same.

"Little brother, how is my sword qi. The man asked, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

Su Wen didn't dare to slack off and said in a loud voice: "The sword qi is strong, continuous, the breath is like an arm, and every point of the fingers is just right, Mr. must be a master of using a sword, I don't know if Mr. can have a sword box." ”

"There used to be, but then there were too many swords and I didn't carry them. The man said calmly, and turned around slowly, that face was not as amazing as he imagined, but it was expected, the edges and corners were as sharp as a knife, especially those eyes, the eyes that burst out were sharp and striking, it was really difficult to look at him for a moment, but for some reason, Su Wen always felt that this face had been seen somewhere.

Since he had once carried a sword box, it was half right, and the virtuous monk looked at his face just right, and when he saw Su Wen's expression, he coughed lightly and said: "What the poor monk said is true, this transaction is not a loss." ”

"What the master said is very true. Su Wen responded with a smile, took out his brother's letter from his arms and stepped forward, "Sir, I have a letter here for Mr. to see." ”

It's just that before Su Wen took five steps, the man took out two fingers and swiped, Su Wen intuitively felt a sharp edge rushing to his face, instinctively wanted to dodge, and didn't want that momentum to be like the moment of facing the door, it actually fell suddenly, and before he came back to his senses, the letter paper in his hand had already floated ten meters away.

Catching the letter, the man swept his eyebrows, and a wry smile gradually appeared on his face, "This guy's handwriting is still as ugly as ever." ”

"You know my brother. Su Wen said in surprise, it seems that the other party is the person he is looking for.

"Not familiar. The man dropped the note and it immediately turned into scraps of paper in the wind.

Su Wen didn't have time to be surprised by this playful trick, and hurriedly asked, "Can that gentleman teach me to practice swords?"

"No, you can't. The man said without the slightest hesitation.

Su Wen didn't have time to be surprised, but the monk Wude stopped doing it first, and opened his mouth to say Amitabha, but the latter words have nothing to do with the disciples of Buddhism, "Xiao Lulu, you are a scoundrel, if you don't teach, why do you tear up the letter, you ......"

The man didn't give the other party a chance to continue to speak, the sharp sword qi was firmly cut at his neck with a new green leaf, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and the monk Wude was so frightened that he took a few steps back before he came to his senses, and scolded: "What, I can't call you anymore, I think you still rode on my neck and peed!

The man stood with his hands in his hands, the corners of his mouth fluttering slightly, and the unvirtuous monk who saw it panicked in his heart, and finally said: "Okay! If you are willing to go back with me, I will let you pee on my neck." ”

"Go, go, no big or small. The monk Wude waved his sleeves lightly and hid behind.

"You really don't want to teach me. Su Wen asked sincerely.

"Give me a reason to teach you. ”

Su Wen frowned, thought for a long time and seemed to have no powerful words except for the letter that was destroyed by the other party, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said cheekily: "He said that as long as you pay, you will teach." ”

"Did you pay?" the man asked, unmoved.

"Not yet, but it's not too late to pay!"

The man suddenly burst out laughing, looked at the dodging monk and sneered: "You give it now, see if he dares to ask for it." ”

"How dare I dare. The monk responded.

"Oh, that's the identity of the sword shrine, or the Buddha, you have been practicing the Tao for ten years, and what did you finally cultivate, you carved the Buddha for ten years, I don't know if your sword is good enough, if you really believe in the nonsense of Su Carrier, then I will give you a chance, you and I each have a sword, you win, I not only teach him, I don't want this luck, but if you lose, I will still teach him, but you have to go back with me. ”

"You have to teach you to win or lose, so why should I bet with you. The monk shook his head like a rattle, Su Wen looked at the monk, and then at the man, it seems that his two questions yesterday can be said to be on the point.

"Do you have a choice? You've been in the empty door for ten years, don't you just want to win once, and now that the opportunity comes, don't you dare? Just like when you lost to my father? The man said aggressively.

"I didn't lose to your father, I just couldn't win against your mother. The monk said sadly, his words were full of helpless melancholy, and Su Wen finally remembered at this moment that the man's appearance was clearly the same as the Bodhisattva statue in the hall.

"What's the difference, if you lose, you're losing, do you have to run away like this for the rest of your life?"

"Donor, can the poor monk ask you for a copper plate? The monk suddenly spoke, his expression gradually firm.

Su Wen took out a copper coin from his arms and handed it to the other party, and after the monk took it, his hands were folded, and the Sanskrit sound in his mouth suddenly rose.

"Don't ask him for a copper coin for thousands of gold and silver, you can think about it. The man said in a deep voice.

"Originally, I just wanted to get a little cause and effect from him, it seems that Su Chengyun has been calculated, come on! It's okay, but my wish for decades, donor, the poor monk wants you a copper plate, and you are alone. ”

"Can the master make it clearer, it doesn't matter if a copper plate is not returned. Su Wen was not surprised, when he entered the temple, he asked me for so many silver taels, and at this moment, a copper plate is here to care.

The monk stepped lightly, the loose dust fell upside down and floated in the air, and there seemed to be a Buddha's light shining under his feet, "The donor only needs to answer, agree or not agree, and the poor monk will know the strength of the shot." ”

The boy agreed, and the master asked to be very careful. Looking at the other party's solemn expression, Su Wen suddenly realized that this was just an ordinary exchange, as for the copper coin, he guessed a little, but he didn't dare to continue to guess, because Xu Muzi said that he owed him two life-saving money, and then he really paid it back.

"Nephew Lu, I'm afraid that it was never Su Cheng who you were waiting for here, but me!"

"It's good that you know, I just want to see if you can't let go of the sword mound last night, or the Tao in your heart. "The man stepped in the void, and every step was supported by a green leaf.

"Maybe in the eyes of the world, even if you can't buy the withered sword mound with gold and silver, but for Su Chengyun, it is already a great benefit that the sword mound can be bought to him with 10,000 taels of silver, and the money and debts are easy to repay, if it is involved, it will be difficult to do. ”

The monk finally came to Amitabha, and as soon as he opened his hands, the earth under his feet trembled, as if something was about to break out of the ground.