Vol 3 Chapter 1591: His name is dust free

"See who?" Zhang Daling is quite puzzled.
"You will know when you go." Qin Hao mysteriously laughed.
Putian Nanlin Temple!
The morning bell was slowly moving in the fog, and the time was in this deep mountain temple, as if it had completely stopped.
Qin Lan and Zhang Daling went to the mountain gate, and immediately there was a small sand monk leading the way, and the two went to the back hill together.
But see two monks are sitting cross-legged on the lecture!
On the left, Zhang Daling, a monk wearing a golden yellow pipa, knows it. It is the abbot of Nanlin Temple, and the one on the right is quite strange!
"Hou Ye is here!"
Xuanzhi stood up and crossed his hands with his hands.
"Is he alright?"
Qin Hao asked.
"The heart is like Bodhi, and all five elements are empty. You can understand it when you touch the Dharma. You can cultivate it as a living Buddha."
Xuan Zhi greatly appreciated.
The young monk who sat quietly did not say a word, as two people came as nothing.
"Well, well, the phoenix nirvana, reborn as a Buddha, all four are empty, no bitterness and no hate, no better than this." Qin Hao nodded.
"Hou, this is?"
Zhang Daling looked at the monk more and more, and the more he saw the more familiar, the heart could not help but be shocked.
"He is Chen Song, remember?"
Qin Xiao Shen channel.
Zhang Daling's pupils expanded rapidly, and the eyes sparkled with resentment and surprise. The tears burst out of the cheeks. After Huang Yaodong learned the truth, Zhang Daling was upset day and night.
He hated his stupidity and hated his rudeness and rudeness. He even humiliated the hero of Jiangdong. He was guilty and blamed for letting him be ten years old.
Chen Song became the eternal scar in his heart, forever pain, tortured him all the time, but at this moment he saw him born again, Zhang Daling's heart is like removing a shackle, Chen Song is born again, he is also free!
"噗通!"
Zhang Daling directly squatted down and said: "Chen Bangzhu, Daling can't help you."
"Amitabha, there is no Chen Bangzhu here. I have no dust, no heart and no dust. In the past, all kinds of things are cause and effect. The donor gets up."
Chen Song calmly recited the Buddha's name, especially the savage pupils of the past, which exudes the peace of the Zhongzheng, which makes people feel a kind of peace.
"No dust master!"
"me……"
Zhang Daling still wants to say something. Chen Song glanced at him and smiled. He instantly realized that he would swallow the guilt and remorse of his stomach and digest it into the air.
"The uncle is not a dusty teacher. It is a disciple of my temple god. It is a great wisdom to cultivate the Prajna Paramita. After that, all the predecessors have been in the past."
"In the future, Hou Ye and the director do not have to worry about it. Please come back."
Xuan Zhi saw Chen Song unintentionally talking to the two and reminded him.
Chen Song is a disciple of a mad monk. It is reasonable to say that Xuan Zhi and others have called the sorcerer's uncle, but because Chen Song is not, finally there is no such thing as a self-degraded identity to the generation of Xuanzhi Master's generation, becoming the uncle of Xuanzhi. .
"cocoa……"
Zhang Daling looked at Qin Yu, and he knew that the two brothers were deep in love and always had something to say.
Qin Lan just looked at Chen Song, folded his hands together, worshipped each other, and turned away without going back.
In Chen Song’s eyes, there is only peace like Buddha’s light. There is no pain, no hate. From this world, there are many disturbances, and there is no relationship with him.
Qin Lan knows that he is truly epiphany, liberation, and rebirth. This is enough!
And Chen Song sees the Qin dynasty, and it is no different from the world. He is a Buddha. Pudu is one of the world's beings, one of Qin Hou's beings, and nothing more!
Out of the temple gate, Xuan Zhi walked and said: "Hou Ye, the dust-free Buddha, and the complicated scriptures are all over again. Wei Jing's ancestors personally gave him the Fa, not just gave it. Our top-level Yijin washes the marrow, and is more interested in teaching the ghost hand Buddha, the body of the Ayi Naval master."
"Hey, Master Wei Jing has lived for three hundred years and has been suffering from no one. It has been dust-free today, and it is also God's will."
Xuan Zhi sighed.
"Yeah, Sayong loses his horse and knows that he is a blessing. People live forever. Many things are still very transparent. It’s a pity that I wait for the monks, far less free and easy than the dust-free masters, but also the red dust."
Qin Lan looked at the sky and sighed.
"Hou Ye Fei also, there are always things in this world that people need to do. In our Buddhism, people like Hou Ye are called Jinjing. You have been adhering to the cause and effect of the world, suffering in the dust, and one day, the world. Xianghe, the King Kong will always become a Buddha."
"It is us, except for incense and prayer, there is no other use, hehe, hehe."
Xuan Zhi is sincere.
"Haha, the master also learned to flatter when he was."
"Well, people have seen, I should go!"
Qin Lan turned and looked at the ancient temple of Nanlin, with one hand and chest, slightly bent over and worshipped, and bid farewell to Xuanzhi.
The helicopter flew in the sky!
Zhang Daling has been wiping tears. "Hou Ye, thanks to the last knife is the Chen Gang who sent you away, otherwise I..."
"You are too young to look at Chen Song. He even dares to be a crime like a national thief, and he will hate you."
"No matter who you are, or me, he will not hate."
"If people don't hate, they can be born again."
"Great, do you still hate him now?"
Qin Hao asked.
"I am very happy to be a dust-free master in my heart. From then on, there is no Chen Song, only dust-free, good things."
Zhang Daling Road.
"Yeah, Chen Song is lucky."
Qin Hao sighed.
......
After seeing Chen Song and dismissing the knot, Qin Hao once again resumed the post of director of Zhang Daling and took care of Qin Gang.
However, Qin Lan was bent on the alchemy of the Daqin base to make a final preparation for the north.
"Hou Ye, the three armed forces have formed, please give instructions."
Liu Cheng went to the school desk and pointed to the big military road underneath~EbookFREE.me~Liu Cheng. This time we are playing a combination of modern assault warfare and ancient warfare. I hope that you can be mentally prepared.

"Hou Ye rest assured, my soldiers, there is no such thing, if you are unsuccessful, you will become a benefactor."
Liu Chengdao.
"Well, is the horse three coming?" Qin asked.
"Ma San arrived in the morning and is waiting for you to meet." Liu Chengdao.
"Very good, call Shang Yiliang and Yao Dong to meet."
Qin Yudao.
When I arrived at the conference room, the generals were already ready. The black three was also a military uniform. Looking at the left and right, the laughter of the maze was open and the mouth was not closed.
In Qinhou's hands, there are three identities, one is the internal disciples of Qin Gang, such as Zhang Daling. One is Du Feiyan, Chu Dengfeng, Peng Lianhu, an outreach disciple. They are not Qin gangs, nor belong to Qin Hou Orthodox, but they all swear allegiance. The third is the Daqin Army. Due to its particularity, the Daqin Army is undoubtedly the most authoritative and core position.
Outreaching disciples have the lowest status in these three categories. Because there is no formal preparation, they can't even get Qinhou's penny salary. They can only get the dividend distribution after completing the task.
Of course, this is just a title issue. In fact, Qin Yu’s investment in the ghost market is more than that in the Yunhai Economic Zone and the Xiangxiang Economic Zone. After all, the resources of the martial arts are extremely expensive. The big companies such as Dongqi and Longteng earn money. More than half of them are on the merchant ships of Ghost City and Yunjia.
But this title is very important for those who worship Qinhou. In their view, Qinhou’s Huangquan Longjing Stone Medal is the most precious and proud honor in the world!
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