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The Baita Temple is not far from the outskirts of the city.
The incense is at its peak, and it is a sacred place of Buddhism. Emperor Qing even made a special pilgrimage during the enthronement ceremony, and there are not a few believers who pay homage to the Buddha on weekdays.
On the way Su Xian drove his carriage to the outskirts of the city, he could see many believers carrying food boxes and fruits along the way. When people along the way saw this group of chariots and horses, they all gave way one after another.
"Is there any place of interest in this White Pagoda Temple?"
Lifting the curtain of the car, Su Changjin looked at the people outside who were getting closer and closer to the White Pagoda Temple, and looked around curiously.
Su Xian was riding a horse slowly outside. Hearing this, he thought for a while, "There is a purple bamboo forest in the Baita Temple, which is quite famous, but the reason why the Baita Temple is famous is because there is an eminent monk in the temple."
Monk
It's not a magic stick.
Su Changjin narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little interested, "Tell me."
"The eminent monk, whose name is Mingkong, once traveled to Yizhou in the east and obtained the scriptures in the west, just to help more people overcome the catastrophe. It is said that he also has a pair of Buddha eyes, which can understand the past and the present, and know the future."
"I once made a prophecy for Daqing with Buddha's eyes, but I didn't expect the prophecies to come true one by one. The Holy One valued him very much."
Su Xian knew everything and taught him everything.
As for these, even Su Changjin didn't know much about them. She looked at Su Xian quite happily, showing a little surprise, "I haven't seen anything for a few days, where is the news?"
Being praised by the master, Su Xian blushed a little bit embarrassed, and faltered, "...No, I just listened to what others said."
The big man was so shy that it was funny, Su Changjin ignored him and put down the curtain.
Su Xian faintly heard the voice from inside the carriage.
"A bluffing stick, if the eminent monk is useful, what do you want the emperor to do..."
The common people don't need to be governed by the court anymore, they just squat in the temple every day listening to the Buddha and chanting scriptures.
…
Not far from the outskirts of the city, there is the Baita Temple.
Holding the bamboo tube in his hand boredly, Su Changjin mixed with the crowd, moving with the flow of people.
The people from the Su Mansion were left at the foot of the mountain outside the temple, while Su Xian nervously guarded Su Changjin's side, looking at Su Changjin quite amused.
"Master Mingkong opened the altar to teach Buddhism today. I hope I can be selected this time. I must ask Xiu'er whether she likes me or not!"
A high-spirited young man next to him clenched his fists and swore to his companion, Su Changjin's heart moved slightly, and he took the initiative to step forward.
"Brother, I came here from the south. I heard that the White Pagoda Temple is a Buddhist holy place, so I came here to pay homage."
"It's just that I don't understand what the two of you said. Master Mingkong is so powerful that he can answer everyone's doubts?"
Hearing this, the two teenagers understood what was going on. The teenager who had just sworn in his vows sighed and smiled at him, "Brother, you don't know about that."
"Master Mingkong is knowledgeable and broad-minded, so he can naturally answer your doubts... However, the master will only come out to give lectures on Buddhism on the first day of the new year, and then choose a believer to solve your doubts."
Today happens to be the first day of junior high school.
Su Changjin stroked his fan lightly, with a smile on his face, "Then it's a coincidence that I came today, and I can meet this... Master of Taoism."
The young man was very cheerful, and reached out to pat Su Changjin on the shoulder, "Yes brother, if you are lucky enough to be selected by the mage, the mage can answer your doubts alone!"
Su Changjin smiled lightly.
Confused? She doesn't need to.
It's just that I want to see that magic stick.
Her life is in her own hands, and she will fight for everything she wants, without the need for others to comment.
As early as when the boy put his hand on Su Changjin's shoulder, Su Xian couldn't help but want to draw his sword, but Su Changjin glanced at him, and he restrained himself and took it back.
"However... You'd better wait for the next opportunity."
"And why?" Su Changjin smiled.
Surrounded by Su Changjin's chuckle, the young man pinched his chin and looked at Su Changjin, shaking his head for a while, "A mage like you probably won't like you at first sight."
How dare you speak to your master like that
Su Xian was about to raise his sword and stepped forward.
Su Changjin pushed him back, looked at the young man calmly, "Brother, why doesn't the mage like me?"
The young man was also really straightforward, he just opened his mouth, and the companions at the side couldn't stop him at all.
"Mages must like simplicity and elegance, you are too..." The kind that looks very extravagant, and looks like a goblin.
Before the young man finished speaking, others understood what he meant, Su Changjin smiled and shook his head, the folding fan swayed in his hand calmly.
"Not always."
She walked forward with a dashing figure.
"Maybe Master Mingkong likes to wear gold and silver clothes, and he doesn't like Buddha clothes but gold clothes."
"You...you are just talking nonsense!!"
The young man blushed with anger and his neck was thick. Some people on the side heard such disrespectful words and pointed at the people who had gone away.
…
There was still some time before Mingkong opened the altar to teach Buddhism, and Su Changjin was not very interested in it, but was just a little curious about such a magic stick admired by thousands of people.
And the original purpose of her trip was just to see the bamboo.
The forest in the back mountain is stirring, and at a glance is the naturally growing purple bamboo forest, the bamboo forest is dense, and the purple shadows are overlapping.
Su Changjin took a deep breath, took out the bamboo tube, and she smiled slightly against the purple bamboo forest.
"Lu Jingye claims to love bamboo, has he seen this purple bamboo forest in Baita Temple?"
Could it be that Mr. Ye loves dragons and is arty.
"actually… "
"Su Changjin!"
Just as Su Xian was about to say something, he was interrupted by a shout from a distance. When he looked up, it was Chi Yue who flew into the purple bamboo forest.
"Cough...cough, why are you here?"
Realizing that he had lost his composure when he ran over, Chi Yue straightened his body and coughed twice, then pretended to ask her.
"This king should ask the son first, why did the son come here alone?"
Chi Yue cut his voice, waved his hand indifferently, and put one hand on the bamboo pole again, "What are you alone, the old man at home forced you, didn't you come here with my third brother?"
The third brother he was talking about was Lu Jingye.
Su Changjin was slightly taken aback, "Lu Jingye is here?"
"What's your expression? Isn't it normal for my third brother to be here?"
What Chi Yue said was quite abnormal, as if Baita Temple was Lu Jingye's home.
It has only been a year since he entered Beijing, so Su Changjin naturally has a lot of things he hasn't understood, just like he is now.
She laughed softly, and the waving fan caused a gust of wind, "How normal is it? Could it be that he built the White Pagoda Temple?"
If not, how can it be normal
"..."
"It seems that you really don't know."
Hugging his shoulders, Chi Yue couldn't help showing his pride, "Although this Baita Temple was not built by my third brother, it's not much different."
Speaking of this, Su Xian has quietly stopped talking. After all, Chi Yue knows more than him, so there is no need for him to intervene.
Su Changjin really showed doubts, "Why did your son say such a thing?"
"Simple."
Chi Yue gently twitched the corner of his mouth. This purple bamboo forest used to be his third brother's favorite place.
"My third brother was once considered a practitioner."
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Oh hoo, what's going on
Was Lu Jingye a practitioner
What is the adventure this time
Let's listen to the next chapter.
Hey, good night!
(end of this chapter)