Xianggui

Seeing that Hong finished eating a handful of glutinous rice dates, Ding Xiang asked Ling'er to take out a snowball glutinous rice date from the food box and stuff it into Hong Yi's mouth.

This one was sweeter and more fragrant, and Hongyi squinted his eyes.

Ding Xiang asked, "How old is the little master?"

The young monk Nuo Nuo said, "This poor monk is only two months away from turning five."

"I'm three months away from being eight years old, three years older than you. I will also make a lot of delicious vegetarian dishes, and I will bring them to you next time."

The little monk pursed his lips in joy and had two small dimples. "The poor monk doesn't live here, he lives in Puguang Temple on the outskirts of Beijing."

"When I go to the capital from now on, I will go to Puguang Temple to see you."

The little monk stood down, looked at Ding Xiang and said, "Don't break your promise, the benefactor, the poor monk is looking forward to it."

His eyes were clear and full of anticipation.Only then did Ding Xiang realize that the whites of his eyes were yellowish and darker, and his face was pale and bluish, which was different from normal people.

If you become a monk at such a young age, you should still be a disciple of Master Mingyuan. Your family background will not be low.The body is abnormal, maybe there is something hidden.

Ding Xiang promised, "I swear, I will definitely visit you. However, I may not be able to go in the past two years, and it should be fine in two or three years."

The little monk nodded, "No matter how long it takes, the poor monk will wait. The poor monk has grown so big, and only Donor Ding has said to come and see the poor monk..."

His eyes were full of loneliness, and he murmured to introduce himself, "The poor monk has one master, twelve senior brothers, 26 senior uncles, and many senior nephews.

"However, they rarely smile. Apart from giving lectures and lectures, they rarely talk to the poor monk. There are more nephews and grandsons, so they dare not talk to the poor monk. Some people also secretly laugh at the poor monk, thinking that the poor monk is stupid and wears a belt. Slower than them..."

The sound is getting weaker.

The temple is also a small world, and the little monk has so many troubles.I told myself when I met for the first time that there was really no one to talk to.

Of course, it is also one aspect of her own good looks to make people feel at ease.

Ding Xiang's heart was so soft.

She pointed at Ding Zhuang, "I like to talk. Grandpa said I'm a talkative. Don't bother me when the time comes. He is my grandpa, and I have my father, mother, and three brothers. They will all like you."

The little monk laughed again, "The poor monk also likes to talk."

As they talked, they walked through several bright doors and along several verandahs.

Ding Xiang turned her head inadvertently, and saw Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai in the distance, they seemed to be strolling in the garden.

After passing through a peach grove, I saw a Buddhist monastery in the distance. There were several men in rich clothes standing outside the door, and a young monk blocked them and said something.

The little monk led Ding Xiang and the others around the yard and came to the back.A small door was opened in the backyard wall, but it was closed tightly.

He said to Ding Zhuang and others, "Old donor and female donor, please wait in that pavilion. The poor monk said that only donor Ding was there."

Ding Zhuang looked back at Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai who were following far away.Seeing that they nodded their heads slightly, they had no choice but to nod to Lilac.

Ding Xiang took the food box from Ling'er's hand.

The little monk patted the small door and it opened.

Ding Xiang followed the young monk into the small courtyard and then walked around to the front of the Zen room.

There are green bamboos and red flowers in the yard, a stream and a few rockery rocks. There is a small pavilion with a thatched roof on the left, which is very quiet.

The little monk opened the door of the Zen room and led Ding Xiang in.

There was a pleasant smell of sandalwood floating in the meditation room.The innermost is a high table, on which a three-inch high jade Buddha is enshrined, and an incense burner and fruit offerings are placed below.

There is an Arhat bed on the side, and the old monk who is giving lectures is sitting cross-legged.Master Mingyuan opened his eyes and smiled, "Amitabha, Lao Na has been waiting for the little donor for two days."

Ding Xiang put the food box on the small table, and made a bow to the old monk, "Ding Xiang, a believer, pays homage to Master."

Master Mingyuan said to the young monk, "Go outside and meditate."

As soon as he entered the room, the little monk's little face became extremely serious and no longer cute as before.

He bowed to the old monk and walked outside, closing the door thoughtfully.

Master Mingyuan opened the food box, took a glutinous rice date and Xueqiu glutinous rice date and ate it, clapped his hands and smiled, "The little benefactor is not old, but he understands the ways of the world. In the future, take more of these soft dates, old Na Ya Not good, hard teeth. It’s better to make more vegetarian dishes, Lao Na Su likes delicious food.”

Ding Xiang replied, "Okay."

The old monk said again, "Little benefactor, please sit down."

Ding Xiang jumped up on the big chair and sat down, looking at him with infinite reverence.He invited me here, so of course I had to listen to his purpose first.

The old monk smiled with compassion in his eyes. "The little benefactor's face is full of good fortune. His bones are clear and strange. This is an extremely prosperous appearance. You won't see it in a hundred years."

He gave Ding Xiang a life sentence, and what he said was more mysterious than Ding Chi.Ding Chi said she was "once in a hundred years", while the old monk said that she was "once in a hundred years".

Then you are "waiting for a thousand years"?

Ding Xiang immediately climbed up, "According to the master, my ending will be good, and my family and my grievances will be rehabilitated?"

Not only the Dong family, but also herself.

The old monk took another glutinous rice date and put it into his mouth and said with a smile, "Lao Na didn't say that."

After finishing the dates in his mouth and rubbing his nose, his expression became solemn again, "The little benefactor is really blessed by God to be able to go to that blessed place and bring rare things here. The people of Dali can be saved. Yes. Amitabha!"

The old monk took off the rosary beads on his wrist and recited the scriptures in a low voice.

He is really an eminent monk. Even when he went to Chicken Head Peak, he smelled the smell of snake slough.His other meaning is that if he had not gone there, the people of Dali would have suffered?

The people suffered, either from famine or war.If the Su family succeeds and Gao Feng becomes emperor, will there be a big war in Dali?

The old monk was reciting sutras at this time. I don't know if he was rejoicing for the people of Dali or for something else.

Lilac Gulu looked at him with big eyes.

After half a quarter of an hour, Master Mingyuan stopped chanting and opened his eyes full of wisdom.

He laughed again, "The female benefactor is not only blessed, but also intelligent. There are two most precious medicinal materials in the world, one is Zilongshui, and the other is Sea Blue Pearl."

The purple dragon shed should refer to the purple snake shed in her hand.

The sea blue beads reminded Lilac of Huang Taiji, and of course she knew that this bead was not that bead.

Surprisingly, purple gourd is not included.

Lilac was a little disappointed.

The old monk said again, "It is said that there was a purple dragon slough in the Dafeng Dynasty 800 years ago, and there was also a purple dragon in the Yuan Dynasty 200 years ago. The old Master Na accepted a little purple dragon from Emperor Chu's father to save people. Slough, in order to repay the love, leaked the secret and made a big mistake.

"Sea blue beads have not appeared in China. I heard that one appeared in Tianzhu Kingdom three hundred years ago. I don't know if it appeared in other places. The female benefactor got the purple dragon slough. It is not only the blessing of the female benefactor, but also the blessing of the people of Dali. This thing must be kept secret, it will be dangerous for the benefactor and her family if it gets out.”

Ding Xiang was ecstatic that she actually had rare medicinal materials that only appeared once in hundreds of years.

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