Twilight is coming.

I don’t know how long the stacked arhat game in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple was going on. Yi Tianxing, who was buried in the legs of a large number of monks, finally couldn’t stand the popularity, and he had no choice but to admit defeat and said, “I won’t go into that room, you can let me go.”

The panting monk Binku asked with doubt: "Take it seriously."

"You will do what you say."

Although he was willing to listen to what he said, Binku could not believe it. He commanded the monk who was standing on the top of the monk's pile and was almost unable to stand firm to fish out more than a dozen iron lotus in the lake, and actually tied Yi Tianxing into rice dumplings. He then took Ye Xiangseng and several disciples with deep skills to take Yi Tianxing to the Zen room. Along the way, everyone's palms were still close to Yi Tianxing's body, and they murmured the Vajra Heart-Solid Mantra in their mouths.

In the Zen room.

"The donor cannot break the barrier, and... well... although the ancestor of my temple is still stubborn, I think there is no malice to the little red bird, so I'd better wait here for a while."

Yi Tianxing fell on the Zen room and blew his breath, blew open the wet lotus leaf on his lips, looked at the monks who were facing a great enemy, then looked at the palms of the monks with a faint luster on his body, and sighed: "What's the name of that barrier?"

Master Binku thought for a while and finally replied: "That is the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle."

"Oh." Yi Tianxing's reaction was very dull.

This plain "Yeah" surprised the monks of Guiyuan Temple. The monks thought to themselves: Could it be that this young man in Heavenly Fire did not know that the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle was the most pure and powerful magic circle in Buddhism? - This really made them guess. Before Yi Tianxing stepped into Guiyuan Temple, his knowledge of metaphysical Zen was blank. A small child naturally would not know the great name of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

Yi Tianxing coughed twice and asked, "Who is the ancestor you mentioned in the back mountain?"

"The Buddha said, no..."

Bin's bitter words were still missing the ending sound, and Yi Tianxing was already unreasonably spitting out the last word: "Say!"

"Cough cough." Bin couldn't help but smile awkwardly when he saw him domineering. He looked at the monks in the Zen room, and finally sighed softly, and sent the monks out of the door. Although the monks were worried about Yi Tianxing, they had to follow the order.

Bin looked at Yi Tianxing's eyes hard, and suddenly his eyebrows were slightly raised. After a while of silence, he said, "The ancestor in the back mountain is a big anomaly in our temple, and it is also a big secret in our temple."

When Yi Tianxing saw that the monks were retreating cleanly, his hands and feet were still tied tightly by the iron lotus, he jumped up from the couch with a carp, his movements were so cool and beautiful.

Bin looked at him with a bitter look and closed his eyes and tried hard, and broke the iron lotus branch on his body inch by inch, but his face showed a natural expression. Instead, he reached out and handed over the bowl of tea in an extremely casual manner.

Yi Tianxing took the tea and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I will change my mind and hit your ancestors?"

"I can trust you. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have borrowed the Heart Sutra of Guiyuan Temple's Treasure Blood Book and the Donors to read it." Master Binku said lightly.

"What kind of person is this ancestor? You are afraid of being like this?" Although Yi Tianxing was anxious, his high fever had faded at this time, and his mind was replying to Jingming. Naturally, he thought that the voice behind the mountain was a Buddhist master, he would not have poisoned a cute little bird, so he felt relieved. In addition, when he was listening to the ancient master telling the old past in the county town, he was already curious about this person who was comparable to the power of heaven and earth, so he asked carefully.

"I don't know the identity of this ancestor."

Yi Tianxing didn't believe it, shook his head and said nothing.

Master Binku explained: "I became a monk at Guiyuan Temple since I was a child. At that time, I knew that there was such an ancestor behind the temple. This ancestor lived in a small thatched hut for many years and never came out to meet people. But the disciples in the temple would occasionally listen to his orders to send some food and fruits in. The Vajra Demon Subduing Circle outside has always been here, and it should be to protect and practice the Dharma for the ancestors. Although this ancestor refused to come out, his temperament was sometimes as naughty as a child. He often used his supreme supernatural powers and spoke in the ears of the little disciples in the temple, which scared others. I remember that once I was fetching water by the lake, I was shocked by his voice. However, most of the disciples in the temple got used to it. Anyway, this ancestor refused to come out, and we all thought that the sound of him in our ears was... cough cough."

"Fart?" Yi Tianxing laughed.

"Amitabha, how dare you have such disrespectful thoughts." Master Binku smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Of course I was curious at first, so I would naturally ask the master who was the voice in the back mountain. Unexpectedly, the master didn't know it, and said that he had seen this ancestor stay in the back mountain since he was a child."

"What about your master's master? Couldn't it be like this kind of argument, right?" Yi Tianxing felt more and more that the ancestor was a little strange.

"Not only my master, but even my master's master said the same thing. It seems that this ancestor began to live in that small thatched hut from the beginning of heaven and earth." Master Binku said: "The ancestors are sometimes naughty, sometimes funny, and of course they are also thunderous. However, they are often silent in the hut. However, the ancestors are very good to the monks, often making little jokes that are not bad, and sometimes even guide the monks to practice scriptures. As time goes by, the monks will grow up slowly and become hosts, abbots, passed down from generation to generation, and naturally they respect their ancestors, and respect them as gods and Buddhas."

Yi Tianxing thought for a while and frowned and said, "Where was the beginning of the temple construction? The two brothers Bai Guang and Zhufeng raised funds to build the temple. There should be no old man before the temple was built. There should be some records in the future."

"Amitabha Buddha is not recorded at all, and... Legend has it that Bai Guang, the two ancestors of the main peak, seemed to have something to do with the ancestor in the back mountain, but the specific reasons have long been destroyed and cannot be verified."

"My mother, from the fifteenth year of Shunzhi to the present, wouldn't she have lived for hundreds of years?" Yi Tianxing was amazed.

Master Binku replied: "Maybe my ancestor is close to the body of gods and Buddhas, and is practicing hard Zen for a hundred years? But no one of the disciples dares to disturb him."

"You just let such an old monster that never comes out of thousands of years stay in your temple?"

Master Binku smiled slightly and said, "Old ancestors have become part of our temple's daily life, and no one will think there is anything special. The monks have long been used to the sounds that may appear and the jokes that come out."

"But why is there a Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle that covers this ancestor? Could it be this one who locks him up? Just like blocking me outside just now." Yi Tianxing's eyes were swaying, not knowing what the hell was thinking about.

Master Binku said seriously and said, "Young donor, don't talk nonsense! The Vajra Demon Suppression Circle is a magic array that suppresses evil spirits and removes evil spirits. The little donor had too much murderous intention before, so he would naturally be blocked outside. The ancestor's Buddha's heart is pure and honest, and he is innocent and indifferent. How can he have any connection with evil spirits?"

Yi Tianxing smiled and thought to himself that you don’t know what this ancestor looks like. Maybe there is a powerful monster in the world locked up in Guiyuan Temple.

Thinking of this section, he suddenly sat cross-legged, supported his jaw with his elbows, and said, "Are you really a playful old man with white beard? Then my son of Suzaku should be fine. By the way, Master, this ancestor is sure of his high magic power. Then what you said a few days ago for three days, why worry? He also asked a junior brother like me to stop you from the disaster." Seeing Bin's pain and wanted to explain something, he quickly stopped him, "Menci bans lies, let's talk more directly, I understand you, those little boys."

Master Binku was embarrassed and responded after a while: "How noble is my ancestor's identity? By seniority, we disciples from He Temple can be his grandson, but we dare not bother him about this. Besides, this ancestor is very strong-willed. If we know that we can't even do anything to the monks in the world, we are afraid that we will not sleep well every night - he has become more and more handsome, and he can even sing the songs of the night without sleeping and singing the night of songs by our ears."

"Is the old man so strong? Since that's the case, how could he not even take action even if the monks in the temple were humiliated?"

"I have been passed down from my master. My ancestors have only taken action for this temple three times, and they are all facing the disaster of destroying the temple. Once, during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, the governor of the provincial capital, Qiang Cai Iron Lotus in the lake, and argued with the temple, and wanted to lock all the monks in this temple to imprisonment. Just when the Green Camp surrounded the temple, my ancestor sneezed..." Master Binku thought leisurely, "... This sound of haji shocked dozens of horses outside the temple, which scared the governor to have more enuresis from then on.

The problem then turned into two whirlwinds and rushed straight to the center of the provincial capital. Several shops were overturned along the road, and countless pedestrians were passed down, and then slowly subsided. For a moment, there were gods in Guiyuan Temple that were circulated by the people in the province. This matter was reported by the government and said that this temple was practicing demonic laws and acted against the situation. Fortunately, the emperor was smart and knew things outside the Liuhe River and should not speak lightly. In the end, he issued an imperial jade seal to settle the matter. After that, the plaque of this temple was changed to a direct letter."

Yi Tianxing rubbed his hands and heard it, thinking that this old guy was so strong that he was perverted. He often thought that his body was enough, but he never thought that a sneeze was like a meteorological weapon that had not been developed yet, and he couldn't help but admire it.

"He is so strong-willed! He looks a bit like himself." Yi Tianxing said happily as he heard such earth-shaking deeds. He seemed to have such a very reluctant similarity with this amazing person. He could comfort him, and then asked quickly: "What are there two more times?"

Master Binku suddenly looked unbearable and hesitated, "There are two other times that I saw with my own eyes. The two times my ancestors killed too many people, and the scene was too tragic, so it was inconvenient to say more. I just taught the little donor to learn that once was at the end of October of 2018, and the other time happened at the end of July of 2018," he said.

Yi Tianxing reads many idle books and has a good memory, so he naturally knows what major things happened in the provincial capital in the past two months. In 38th, the Japanese army broke into the provincial capital after a bloody battle with the national army. In 607th, it was when two rebels in the provincial capital were fighting fiercely. He couldn't help but take a breath and said: "The Japanese and millions of heroes can be regarded as catching an evil star."

Master Binku shook his head and sighed: "The world is in chaos, and these two flesh-and-blooded events are just a little bloody red on the heavy makeup of the great era."

Yi Tianxing suddenly frowned and thought, "This ancestor stayed in his temple every day, watching the world suffer, and was not a good man." But he really didn't want to think of this master as the so-called "miss", so he enlightened himself: "Maybe there is really something unspeakable hidden, and he can't get out of the blue barrier." While thinking, he kept asking, "Then why should you drag me into this muddy water?"

Master Binku's face was even more embarrassing, and said, "This... On that day, the little donor fought against the treasure robes of our temple with the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, but was finally taken away by his ancestors. If the young master who had lasted three days came to ask for it, the temple would really be unable to deal with it. And the ancestor seemed to be particularly eye-catching to you, the little donor, so this temple... is ashamed, ashamed."

Yi Tianxing understood what was going on as soon as he heard this, shook his head and sighed: "The master is also joking. I have never met that ancestor, so how could he be favored?"

"Do you know why the little donor fell into a coma for the battle that day?"

"Oh, this is naturally clear. When I talk about this, I am so angry." Yi Tianxing said indignantly: "It's okay if you get a magic weapon to deal with me, an innocent student. In the end, I had a problem with my stomach pain. I finally made some tricks into the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire. I saw that I could break the robe of this heaven. Your ancestors actually bullyed the young and were disrespectful to me. I took action myself... Oh, no, I personally called out and knocked me down, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

"The donor misunderstood." Master Binku said seriously: "The Xuanhuo left his body that day, and the donor was unable to protect himself. He almost died under the robe of the sky. However, it was the ancestor who saved the donor at the critical moment."

Yi Tianxing teased: "Your beard and eyebrows were frozen into snow at that time, and you were like Santa Claus. How could you still see the process?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Bin said anxiously: "Mencius does not lie, don't let the donor know me."

"No matter what, your ancestors will never escape the charge of bullying the small ones." Yi Tianxing was also curious about why the master saved him, but his face showed a contemptuous look, "What else do you say about the noble status of the ancestors? I think they are just an old man."

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"You guy is very brave." A voice rang in the Zen room.

Yi Tianxing was teasing the old monk Binku, and subconsciously responded: "You, I am a thief-bold man." After saying this, I realized that something was wrong - the sound sounded familiar, and it seemed to be from the ancestor!

But he didn't have time to react when he noticed it. He only laughed twice at the sound. He was tragically knocked and flew to the ground by the air in the Zen room. Then he was caught in the air. His hands and feet were moved and he was heavily thrown on the wall with a force, shaking down some debris on the beam and countless dust.

Yi Tianxing was shocked by the powerful force, and his internal organs were twisted into a ball in his body. He was so uncomfortable. He half-kneeled on the ground and found that his mouth was covered with dust. He couldn't help but spit out twice, and then retching twice. After coughing, he still cursed: "I'm here to bully ordinary people again, what kind of heroes are you?"

Master Binku was anxious for him and smoothed out the situation in the air: "Old ancestor, this kid is unethical, but he is not bad, so you can spare him?"

Yi Tianxing lowered his head and laughed secretly, thinking that I was embarrassed to beg for mercy. It would be nice for the old monk to beg for me. Then he felt that the old monk Binku's wrinkled face looked closer and more cute.

The ancestor was in the hut of the back mountain, but his voice rang in Yi Tianxing's meditation room.

The voice chuckled twice and said, "I'm old... old... old guy is playing with you."

Yi Tianxing has already made his face once, so how dare he argue with this old guy like a god and Buddha again? He smiled and bowed in the air like a monk Xuebin, and said softly with a salivating face: "Honey, why do you have the same experience as a kid? You took the sparrow that the kid raised before to play. After playing for a long time, I think I should get tired of it. How about giving it to the kid?"

The sound rang again, and the ducks and ducks were swinging in the Zen room, as if they were coming from nowhere.

"I'll give it to you? The sky fire flows outward and the heart fire is burned in it. With your kid's ability, I'm afraid that you won't be able to raise it for a few days. Either you are burned to death by the heart fire, or this little bird cannot control the sky fire, burning this world in a mess. Boy, do you still want it? Don't adjust your mouth, it will cause a big deal."

Yi Tianxing was shocked. He didn't expect that his baby son would cause him such a big trouble. But he really couldn't bear to leave that cute guy. He was "staying together forever" these days, and his feelings became deeper, but after all, life was important. For a moment, many thoughts surged in his heart, frowned, and was in a dilemma. "Do you really want to keep the little red bird in Guiyuan Temple to raise?" When you thought of separation from the little Zhuque, Yi Tianxing couldn't help but have a red eye.

Monk Binku was watching him feel pitiful and had no other way, so he had to chant the Buddhist scriptures softly.

"Hehe, you kid can't help but make fun of it."

This ancestor who only heard the sound but did not see the person really had the heart of a child.

As the words came to the ground, Yi Tianxing was surprised to find a little red bird flying slowly from the door of the Zen room. However, the flying posture was still a bit clumsy, as if he had just learned it, shaking, rising and falling. It was flying, and its little head looked back from time to time, as if a person was afraid of something, looking extremely cute.

Yi Tianxing screamed with joy and rushed forward to hold the little Zhuque in his arms. After being happy, he carefully looked at its feather body and found that it was intact - but for some reason, a small bunch of thin white hair appeared on the small head, and he couldn't help but be puzzled.

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After reading the book review, I found that I didn’t know what to reply. I just mentioned a little, don’t compare my books with other books. Mo Wentian is the book I read every day, and the Mushroom Gymnastics coach is my learning goal. Of course, Comrade Fan and Zhou are also my idols who write YY. Although I can’t come, it will be of great help to be influenced by being influenced by others.
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