Vol 2 Chapter 2546: 淳奘

"Oh, the old gentleman's little monk does not have to take care of it! The old man has his own life. Who knows where you are in Changsheng Town? You can go to a small monk, how can you go? How can you go with you all the way? "The boatman waved, "You and I will say goodbye!"
"Amitabha, Tan Yue said that it is very poor, thank you to Tan Yue!" The monk was swearing, but then he seemed to think of something and hurriedly said, "Right, Tan Yue, if you go to the Pure Land, you can go to Chen. The Jinshan Temple on the riverside went to the poor, where he was born. The poor law, Tan Yue, already knew that it was awkward, and there was a younger name in the poor, and he would give some compensation to Tan Yue."
"Okay! Little monk! The old man already knows! Go ahead!!" The boatman stretched out and said, "The old man is old. This trip to the sea is the last time. If nothing happens, the old man will not go again. Pure land world."
"That..." I was a little embarrassed, whispered. "What can the poor be doing for Tan Yue? Otherwise, the poor can't really get through."
"So!" The boatman thought for a moment and smiled. "I don't know if the little monk can see the big day?"
"I don't know how to be poor." He replied honestly.
The boatman smiled and said: "Well, if you see the great day, you can help me ask, how many years can I live? If you can't see it... then forget it."
"Western bliss? Leiyin Temple?" Hearing a glimpse of the sly eyes here, the white face looks like a blush, and his hands are combined. "Yes, the goal of poverty is this life is the West Heaven Bliss, Tan Yue is relieved. The poor will definitely go to the Leiyin Temple in the West Bliss. When you see the poor and see the Great World, you will definitely ask Tan Yue about this, but Who is the name of Tan Yue? How do you talk about the poor?
"It’s just a fisherman on the river!" the boatman’s eyes replied. "The big day is like the world to see the three continents, I must know the old man."
He nodded: "The poor is remembered, the old Tan is heavier."
Finished, rub your hands together, after the ceremony, look at the direction. Step by step toward the distance. Seeing that the footsteps are firm and the figure is strong, it seems to have gone for hundreds of years.
Waiting for the shackles to go far, the boatman’s glory flashed, showing a look of a man. Only this person is wearing a chain armor, holding a magic stick in his hand, it looks very mighty, isn't that the fire of Yuan Tongtian?
"Quirks!" Yuan Tongtian looked at the almost invisible embarrassment, and did not understand, "Master asked me to protect this monk. It is really good for no reason! And this monk does not have a trace of Buddhism, can not fly in one step. From the world of bliss to the mainland of Tibet, it is only by the sea boat. If there is no protection on the sea, this monk has already fed the fish. He puts a good Jinshan Temple and does not practice it inside, but also runs to the Tibetan continent. What is the town of Changsheng?"
"There is, the so-called Western bliss. Leiyin Temple, isn't it in the Pure Land world? I don't know the monk, this little monk does not know? He wants to go to Leiyin Temple is not to go to the Pure Land world. What is the sound temple? Why is it that the Tibetan mainland is coming?"
"Oh, no, it's gone, Master recreated my grace. Master said let me protect him... I will protect him! As long as I didn't find the wrong person!" Yuan Tongtian scratched his ear for a moment, licking his mouth and rushing into the air. Far from looking at the depths of the Tibetan continent.
Isn't this the river that Xiao Hua has brought to the world of bliss? The natural beauty of the Tibetan immortals is because of the Buddhist monks of Leiyin Temple, and it is the Western bliss in the mouth. In the end is the Leiyin Temple in the Pure Land World? Or is it the bliss of the West in the Xiaohua space? That's not what you can tell, it's not what Yuan Tongtian can know! No one knows when you can find it!
On the half-day walk, I saw a fishing village in front. Tens of feet of nets were placed on the wooden frame to dry. Several fishermen lay on the hillside to basking in the sun, and several fishermen were repairing the fishing nets. I licked some dry lips and speeded up my steps.
Before he approached, a group of children playing near the hillside saw him. Several timid rushed back to the adults, leaving the bold ones running down the hillside, staring far away. Look at his robes and his bare head.

A small monk came from the world of bliss?
A fisherman who was not far from the head looked up, and kept working on his hands, shouting in his mouth.
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"Oh, the little monk's fine skin and tender meat, actually drifted across the ocean!" The fisherman heard that the fruit was really coming from the world of bliss, but it was not accidental. He said with a smile, "The tsunami in the past few days is indeed For decades, there are four people killed in the small village of slavery. But for the Buddhist monks such as the young monk, it is nothing!"
Speaking of this, the fisherman suddenly woke up, very surprised to ask: "Little monk, what do you say? You ... you want to drink water? You are magical monks ... also drink water?"
In this fisherman's view, whoever came to the Tibetan immortal world from the bliss world, which one did not set up the Buddha cloud flying above the heads of these fishermen and fishermen? Which one will come to this small fishing village? Even if there will be a monk who will ask for directions, who will walk step by step? Who will drink water?
"The poor are dedicated to Buddhist scriptures, do not understand Buddhism, but are flesh-and-mortem, of course, know that they are thirsty." His face did not change, he replied with a smile.
When the fisherman listened, when the eyes were neutral, they gave birth to admiration. No one like them who knew the life in the sea knew the dangers of the East China Sea. The ordinary folks actually went from the world of bliss to the mainland of Tibet, and the hardships they experienced were afraid of being ordinary people. unimaginable.
"Amitabha~" The fisherman also called the Buddha number, hurriedly put down the work in his hand, squatted down, took out a small black porcelain jar from the side of a stone next to it, and took the small bowl that was placed on the jar. I pulled the cloth from my head and carefully wiped it. I poured a bowl of water and sent it to the front of the donkey. I respectfully said, "The monk is also a sorghum, please drink."
"Thank you for the female donor!" I hurriedly took it. I didn't have a small mouthful of drinking, and I didn't spill a drop of water.
When I waited for the small bowl to be returned, I asked: "The female donor, the poor, still wants to ask, how far is Yuzhou, and the direction of the poor is correct!"
"This..." The fisherman is very hesitant, sorry. "The slaves only know that this is the border of Yangzhou, and it is under the jurisdiction of the government. Where is the state of Yuzhou? The slaves don't know."
Speaking of this, the fisherman hurriedly called several children next to him: "Two fish, three fish, I am going to call you over."
"Yes, mother!" Two children who looked very strong, cheerfully responded, ran to the hillside, and cried in the mouth, "Hey, hehe..."
The two children ran, and the other children followed.
"The mage will drink some more water!" The fisherman is easy to think of the title, and hastened to pick up the can.
"Thank you for the female donor..." He still had some dry lips and nodded.
However, for a long time, an upper body, the man with the clothes on his waist, walked quickly. The gaze was first watched with vigilance, and then Nahan asked: "Two fish, his mother, what?"
"He swears..." The fisherman groaned. "Hurry and put on the clothes. This is the sorghum from the bliss world. He wants to ask how Yuzhou is going."
"It’s just like flying over there!" The man did not hesitate to use his hand to point.
"He oh... what the family asked is how to go!" The fisherman stunned the man and reminded him.
The man was stunned, and he looked up and down. He said: "Since the Master can fly, why should I leave?"
The fisherman hurriedly said: "This mage is not the same as the previous mage, he will not fly, he has to go to Yuzhou!"
"Go?" The man is like a cat who has been stepped on his tail. He almost jumps up and cries. "You want to go to Yuzhou? It’s a distance from Yuzhou...not 100,000 miles? You...you can’t go on...10 Eight years?"
The man naturally did not go too far, and naturally he did not know how long it would take to go to Yuzhou. His words can only be guessed. But I listened, and smiled a little, still clasping my hands together: "Amitabha, no matter how far, the poor will go. This is the Buddha of my Buddha."
"Amitabha!" With the power of infection, a kind of propaganda from the inside, whether it is every move, or a word and a line of revealing the heavy Dharma, people can not help but give birth to respect The originally wary fisherman immediately said the Buddha, "The Master is really high. The second fish is his mother, go get some dry food and give it to the Master. I will go to the road to Yuzhou. Master, please also Wait a little while here."
"Thank you for the two donors, ask the route, you don't have to prepare any dry food, where is the whereabouts of the poor!" He said with a sigh of relief.
"That can't be done!" the fisherman hurriedly yelled. "It's far from other fishing villages. If the Master does not bring some dry food, he is afraid that he will starve to death on the road."
"It's fine, the wild fruits on the road can be eaten in poor conditions." He smiled and waved his hand. "The poorness is like coming from Jinshan Temple."
When I heard that the wild fruit came to the mainland of Tibetan immortals, the hearts of the two fishermen suddenly became soft. The fisherman was very arrogant and waved: "Mage, if you don't take this dry food, I will not Go and give you directions. Otherwise, I will send you to Yuzhou..." (To be continued) r655
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