"My lord, isn't your complexion very good?" Early in the morning, Lingtong asked curiously, Yu Zhen in front of him, his face was full of haze, and he didn't know what happened last night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's okay, it's important to go to the Ten Mountains," Yu Zhen said coldly, as if what happened last night hadn't happened.

The spirit boy closed his mouth in amusement, and when he was on the road, a certain personal guard whispered a few words to the Yu adults, and they secretly searched several times, but did not find the strange hut and well he said, as if they had seen it yesterday, it was just an illusion.

But this heart-wrenching pain reminded him all the time that this incident had never happened, and that there was definitely a problem in one aspect.

Only the chief of the government, who was standing in the distance, looked at each other with a playful expression, as if he knew something, but also as if he didn't know anything.

Sure enough, out of this Buddhist temple, not more than half a day, you have seen that it seems to be plated with a layer of gold in the south of the ten mountains, resplendent gold, sandalwood overflowing, there are monks to take the three people to the mountain Leiyin Temple, the temple is large, but the inner space is a hundred times larger, the golden statue of the Dharma body, the sky is falling, the earth opens the Buddha lotus, the monks, the novice, the arhat, the eight parts of the heavenly dragon, everything, as if it is really like the Buddha land of the West Heaven.

And sitting on the top seat, is an old Buddha with hair and muscles, with a nose and tendons, wrapped in bones and skin, and the domineering appearance seen in the capital, diametrically opposite, as if he is dying, almost dying.

"I've seen the Southern Buddha Sect," Yu Zhen said lightly, he didn't even owe his body, he was a minister, he had the Mandate of Heaven, and all the immortals, Buddhas and demons in the world had to be restricted by it, no matter whether the opposite was a true Buddha or a false Buddha, he was not afraid.

"Yu Qincha, I don't know what happened to the foreign land of southern Xinjiang. ”

"I heard that the Buddhism in the south is profound, and I came to ask for scriptures. ”

The red-haired old Buddha said with a smile: "I knew this earlier, the old monk has sent the Buddha to Chang'an to pass on the thirty-seven volumes of my foreign Buddhist scriptures, and Lord Qincha is too late." ”

Yu Zhen's face sank, he didn't expect that he wanted to block the other party's momentum, and the other party had intercepted his Hu, and the Buddhist scriptures were introduced to Chang'an.

"No, no," the chief suddenly took a step forward and said with a smile: "The Buddhist scriptures are so vast and profound, it is difficult for the non-six wise people to understand, even if Your Majesty gets the Buddhist scriptures, maybe there will be someone who understands the scriptures to interpret them, if the Buddha is willing to come to Chang'an and preach the scriptures, then it is excellent, if not, why don't you let me wait here for a while, listen to the teachings day and night, and then return to Chang'an?"

Yu Zhen's heart moved, this is a good idea, if this monk dares to come to Chang'an, don't say that the Taoist priest who is about to go out, even if it is other righteous people, will surround and kill him, even if the other party is unwilling, he can delay time and wait for the completion of the big thing.

"The Dharma, the Three Treatises, the Tiantai, the Huayan, the Zen Buddhism, the Pure Land, the Mantra, each has its own wonders, only I am outside the Buddha, it is the wonder of the wonderful, beyond all the size of the multiplication, there is a Buddha in the heart, self-energy to give birth to the mystery, what is the distance, the donor is in the phase," said this, is a fierce one-eyed monk, arms have the thickness of elephant legs, hanging a big red robe, the arrogance is very fierce.

"In that case, then why do you need a Buddhist scripture," Gongzhi Chang said with a smile: "Constantly delusional, constantly true, the heart of true delusion is always dust, there has never been any aspect of all laws, and there is no phase in it, if it comes, it is a naïve Buddha, and the master can be enlightened?"

"Qingfang Master, have you understood?" the red-haired old Buddha sitting on the high seat also smiled, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes.

The one-eyed monk showed a look of resentment, hesitated for a while, put his hands together, and his face was auspicious, "Thank you for the donor." ”

Yu Zhen only felt that although the momentum of the other party disappeared, but the Buddha power was deeper, and the sound of Zen sound suddenly appeared in the air, and the Buddha sang all over the sky, among which I don't know how many such Qingfang owners, this power, even if the righteous path is combined, it may not be comparable.

"The donor seems to understand the Buddha, and he should stay, and the same should be true of the two Qincha. ”

Yu Zhen somehow, today's mood is extraordinary, the hell illusion of last night, always dangling in front of his eyes, seven emotions and six desires are surging, his will is like iron, he can bear it, but Du Shudu, who is next to him, can't bear it, he has already fallen to his knees, unconscious, tears streaming down his face, and muttering in his mouth: "Ah Yan, Ah Yan, why are you gone, where are you......"

"My Buddha is merciful, Buddha, how can I make a good fate?" said the chief of the public administration suddenly.

"It should be so," the red-haired old Buddha suddenly pointed from afar, only to see that in the Buddhist temple, two lotus positions suddenly opened, and above this position, two paper Buddha plates sat on it, and there were two names on the chest, one was Yu Zhen, and the other was Du Shu.

"Gongzhi Chief, what have you done with this monk, why is there the name of this official on this Buddha!" Yu Zhen gritted his teeth and said, the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, and the 'buzz' sounded, his consciousness, since the appearance of the paper Buddha, began to fade like a tide, it must be the ghost of the two.

In fact, it's not that he didn't find this prince weird, but he hasn't studied it deeply, the main reason is that the other party was recommended by Daoist Li, even if he doesn't look at the other party's friendship, this Qingcheng Taoist will never be in cahoots with these monks, is he really out of sight?

"Lord Yu, I like you a lot, I do it like this, but for your own good, borrowing the name to turn into a Buddha, you are still you, wouldn't it be good to leave an extra way out?"

"People like me never need to retreat!" Before falling unconscious, the sword in Yu Zhen's hand suddenly turned into a cold light, like lightning and light, directly hitting the spiritual platform of the Buddha in front of him.

"My Buddha is compassionate and does not harm sentient beings, but those who harm sentient beings have their own people. ”

A voice sounded slowly, and Yu Zhen finally couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes darkened, and he fell asleep.

As if he hadn't seen it, the chief just said calmly: "When I was born, I had a night chat with Zai Che, and now the Southern Buddhism wants to live in the world, I don't know if I have time to talk with Zai Xia at night?"

"I can't ask for it. ”

The chanting sounded again, and for a while, the ten holy mountains were shining brightly again, and looking down from the top of the mountain, there were countless ant-like black shadows gathering, erecting remnant flags, hanging black guns, chariots and horses, and the big word 'Yan' rose vertically, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled towards the pilgrimage team stationed.

"Oh no, general, there's a strange thing floating on the river, and several brothers have already been killed by it. ”

"What?"

The place where the Hajj officers and soldiers were stationed was a small number of grasslands in southern Xinjiang, and the grass lived by water, a tributary of the Huanglong River, and because of the slow speed of the water, the sediment had already accumulated upstream, resulting in the water being quite clear and unhindered to drinking.

When the big and small eyes were arranging the patrol barracks, they never thought that there would be soldiers who died because of the river, and when he arrived, he saw a swarthy thing floating on the river, and several corpses were on both sides, which should be the ones who failed to salvage and were killed.

"This is a coffin," how good the eyes of the big and small eyes are, a hundred feet away, the mosquitoes can distinguish the father and mother, and naturally they can see clearly what the thing in front of them is.

Although the appearance of this coffin is not quite like today's style, the four corners are facing up, and the strange patterns are dense, it looks like a wooden table that is turned over, but the four legs are erected high like metal sharp corners, like the horns of a monster's head.

"Coffin?" the soldier looked at for a long time, and then realized that there was some truth in what his own commander said, except for the strange appearance and delicate carvings like works of art, it was indeed a coffin.

"Otherwise, I'll let those big guys try, and you know, General, those guys aren't afraid of anything. The soldier asked tentatively.

Xiaoyan shook his head, although there are only 20,000 officers and soldiers in this army, some of them are very powerful, even if they were bandits back then, they can't compare, but after all, this is left by Yu Zhen, he can't use it at will, and the more he looks at it, the more he feels, this coffin is very familiar, but he can be sure that he has never seen it.

So what about this memory?

The archer's intuition is the most sensitive, and at this moment, he feels it, and it is very important to recall this memory!

Where did you see this?

It's the ten scorching suns in my dreams.

It's still the most desolate world.

Although the memory burned like a fire, it kept burning his memory, but it made his spirit clearer.

None of them were right, none of them were right, it was a great war, a terrible battle, and before that great war, this coffin also floated across a great river, and that, that's, he remembered!

The floating coffin of the lonely bamboo king, the coffin of the monarch, the one who touches it will die, the disaster of the soldiers, the ominous omen!

At that time, the two major calamities had not yet taken shape, and the floating coffin of Lone Bamboo Jun was a harbinger of war.

"Your Excellency!"

"Prepare quickly, war is coming. ”

(Sorry sorry, I'm sorry, there's something in reality, there's a change in the evening, and I'll resume the update tomorrow)