Sui Sui Jianing

Chapter 12 The Master Speaks So Nicely

Zangyun Temple has been standing here for 200 years. It is the most lively and prosperous place at the junction of the two cities. People with a radius of hundreds of miles like to come here to offer incense and worship Buddha.

One is because of the excellent scenery here, which makes people linger and forget to return. Literati and scholars often come to recite poems and have fun, which has earned their reputation.

The second is because of the legendary Master Fuyun.

It was rumored that Master Fuyun was extremely accurate in divination and uttered the truth, many people came here admiringly, and paid a lot of attention to see him.

But Master Fuyun refused to accept it, and when he let out the words, he only saw someone with predestined relationship.

Some people even wanted to use force to coerce them. Master Fuyun would rather die than surrender, and in the end he let them go under pressure.

So far, Master Fuyun's reputation has reached its peak, and it can be seen that there are still very few people who have seen him.

The folk descriptions of him are polarized. Some people say that he is short and thick, with an ugly face, and it is difficult to be elegant, so he is not seen by people.

Others said that he was independent from the world, with outstanding demeanor, like a banished immortal.

The two arguments have their own reasons, but both are too exaggerated, Chu Wuhen doesn't believe either, he only believes in his own eyes.

"Master, we're here." Xin Zhi and Xin Xing got off their horses first, the gate of the temple was on a mountain, and they couldn't enter on horseback, Xin Zhi came over to lead Chu Wuhen's horse.

Chu Wuhen took a deep look at Jieyunfeng who was hidden in the clouds, nodded, got off his horse, and stood there without moving.

Xin Zhi didn't know, so he asked, "Master?"

Chu Wuhen glanced at him: "Go and settle the horse first, I will go first."

"Yes."

Xin Zhi and Xin Xing went to find someone to tie the horse, Chu Wuhen stood there for a while, and took off the jade pendant with his lips pursed.

The drowsy Xie Shuangge felt the familiar temperature and woke up suddenly. Just after riding the horse, Chu Wuhen's palm was rubbed red and hot by the reins, and it was even a little hot when he put it on. She dodged back, but It happened to deliver the jade pendant to someone's palm.

Chu Wuhen paused, pressed the jade pendant lightly, frowned in thought, sure enough the ghost would be afraid of the Buddhist temple, he had better hide her.

Thinking so, he stuffed the jade pendant into his sleeve pocket.

Xie Shuangge's eyes suddenly went dark.

Xie Shuangge: "?"

Where did this put her?
No, why do you want to untie the jade pendant?
She didn't understand, it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and she couldn't guess Chu Wuhen's thoughts based on the scenery, so she sighed helplessly, "Fortunately, I can still hear."

Chu Wuhen strode up the steps and entered the gate of the temple. A huge copper beast incense burner stood in the center, with incense as thick as a child's arm inserted in it. It was burning slowly, blown by the wind occasionally. Shine a little scarlet.

The unique sandalwood scent in the temple came over his face, Chu Wuhen pursed his thin lips, and stood there looking at it.

Seeing that he did not move or speak, the little novice thought that it was his first time here and he didn't know what to do, so he stepped forward and said, "Amitabha, is the donor here to offer incense? What do you want?"

Chu Wuhen shook his head: "I'm not here to burn incense and worship Buddha."

The little novice was taken aback, he came to the temple without burning incense or worshiping the Buddha, why did he come here?

"master--"

Xin Zhi and Xin Xing followed, they glanced at the little novice, Xin Xing stepped forward and smiled slightly: "This little master, dare to ask if Master Fuyun is in the temple?"

The little novice suddenly realized that he was here for Master Fuyun!

He smiled knowingly, "Master Fuyun is in the temple, but the master has rules, and he only sees people who are destined."

Xin Zhi asked back: "You haven't sent a message yet, how do you know that we are not predestined? Please go and send a message, just say—"

He glanced at Chu Wuhen, who was beside him with a blank expression, "Commander Jin Yiwei envoys Master Chu to come to see Grandmaster by order of the emperor."

The little novice's face changed slightly when he heard the word "Emperor's Order", and he bowed again and said, "I'll go now."

……

After a cup of tea, the little novice came back, with an unconcealable joy on his face, "Please come with me, three adults, the master has promised to see you."

Xin Zhi raised his eyebrows, and whispered to Xin Xing who was beside him: "What kind of master, it's nothing more than that, don't you still have to bow your head in front of His Majesty?"

Xin Xing glared at him, "Speak carefully."

"Tch." Xin Zhi sneered, not paying attention.

Chu Wuhen listened silently, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, not sure if the master met them because of His Majesty, or because they were predestined.
If the former, who should he turn to for answers to his doubts?
With these thoughts in mind, Chu Wuhen followed the little monk all the way up, climbed an unknown number of steps, walked for a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped.

"It's here. It's called Fuchen Courtyard. It's Master Fuyun's residence. Master cooks tea in it. Sir, please go alone."

The little monk looked at Xin Zhi and Xin Xing, and smiled apologetically.

Xin Zhi and Xin Xing looked at each other, and when they were about to speak, Chu Wuhen said, "Understood."

The little novice bowed and retreated, Xin Zhi stepped forward, "Master, do you want to go in alone?"

Chu Wuhen nodded, and pushed open the wooden fence door of the small courtyard, "You wait for me here, don't move around at will."

"Yes."

Xin Xing pulled Xin Zhi to retreat to a cool place aside, and watched Chu Wuhen disappear at the gate of the small courtyard.

Xin Zhi was puzzled: "What are you pulling me for? What if there is fraud in it? Are you so relieved?"

Xin Xing rolled his eyes: "Do you think the master is a piece of paper? Don't forget, neither of us can beat the master together. If there is fraud in it, we won't be of help."

Xin Zhi: "..."

The truth is always so harsh.

He pulled his ears impatiently, and muttered: "Master, Master, I don't see any merits, but the airs are not small, even His Majesty has to give him some face, what is it?"

Xin Xing said in a deep voice: "The people believe in gods and Buddhas more than your majesty, if you rashly target these masters and eminent monks, it will arouse public resentment, so as long as these masters don't fan the flames, your majesty will pass by with a blind eye, saying Not sure when it will come in handy."

Xin Zhi was taken aback for a moment, thoughtful.

……

After Chu Wuhen entered the small courtyard, he didn't look sideways, and went straight to the wooden house.

Master Fuyun's small courtyard is indeed worthy of its name, everywhere is clean and tidy, not a speck of dust.

Knowing that there is a guest coming, the door is open, Fu Yun sits on the futon and cooks tea, when he hears footsteps, he does not turn his head and says: "Please sit down."

The voice was unexpectedly young, and Chu Wuhen's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

Even Xie Shuangge, who was eavesdropping in his sleeve, felt his ears go numb.

The sound is like pearls and jade falling on a plate, and it is as soft as spring water.

Listening to it gives people a feeling of spring and flowers blooming, and everything is revived.

Originally, she was not interested in monks wearing cassocks and no hair, but when she heard this voice, she suddenly wanted to see the face of this Master Fuyun.

She quietly let Yupei roll forward, wanting to poke her head out to have a look.

Chu Wuhen was brought back to his senses by this small movement, frowned and pinched his cuffs, walked to the opposite side of Fuyun and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Xie Shuangge: "..."

Fu Yun raised his eyes, paused his movements slightly, and slowly swept his gaze across his sleeves, with a smile that was not a smile.

- off topic -

Remember this floating cloud, Ah no, this master.

(End of this chapter)