My Queen Is Too Young

Mingyou originally came to find a fair and aboveboard reason. Seeing her mention it, she simply asked a few more questions, "that's better. How can my aunt not come back to live and enjoy her family?"

"It's said that mother-in-law is strange. She has been ill for many years, and is protected by the incense of the ancient temple. So, both SuBai and her mother-in-law have never dared to take it back or come back. After a long time, both of them are used to it. Su Bai said that everything can't resist the word fate. Her mother-in-law has been staying in the ancient temple for a long time, but she is also used to the days of the ancient temple. So I always send some incense money to the mountain every year, and then give my mother-in-law some materials of Buddhist scriptures and ancient trees! "

"It's really a wonderful incense. I think I have to go and have a look." Touch his forehead way, "I just make a wish, let my forehead scar early good." A very serious appearance made Li's sister-in-law laugh.

She went to Li SuBai's house to find the most serious excuse. Mingyou went to the yingyue temple where three aunts were. Feng Qingqian followed Mingyou but did not refuse. After all, there was a free laborer who brought things to himself. Why not?

I went up the mountain with what I had prepared and what my sister-in-law Li had prepared. I saw a simple little temple. It was the smallest temple in and out of Qingliang city. There were few people coming all year round.

However, it is obviously different from those who are prosperous in incense. Mingyou whispers, "Alas, the same temples offer Bodhisattvas and Buddhists, and their treatment is not the same.

Some of the gold foil ferry body, some incense peak, people come and go to visit. However, no one paid any attention to the ancient yingyue temple! It can be seen that being a Bodhisattva is not as easy as being a man! "

Feng Qing shallow by her said eyebrows picked pick, open a way, "where to realize nonsense."

After saying this, he heard the passing monk open his mouth and folded his hands. He said politely, "the benefactor is very reasonable, but the poor monk thinks that the benefactor has not said everything, and that the incense and cold offerings are all Bodhisattvas.

It can be seen that incense and fire are flourishing, and whether there are many people or not is not related to the Bodhisattva's business. Just like the past clouds in the earthly world, they are all illusory things. Why should we be annoyed with the illusion of coming and going, and things outside our bodies? "

This words said light, and empty clear you listen to feel reasonable. Then he laughed, "little master is young, and his accomplishments are not small."

The little monk laughed, "I'm over sixty."

Mingyou is surprised, "what?" On his eyes, he looked at the little monk's body, but he was as tall as a normal 15-year-old boy with round head and round face. Let alone his face, there was no trace of wind and frost around his eyebrows and eyes. Silently looked at his hands and neck, no wrinkles and relaxation.

The whole body looks down, also did not see a bit of old. Mingyou took a close look around him, and it was obvious that he didn't believe it. "Is it that you have become a refined mountain demon and wild monster? You don't look like a 60 year old monk anywhere."

The little monk laughed, "what the eyes see may not be true. The world is deceived by its own eyes. If you look at it with your heart, it will be more transparent."

Mingyou and fengqingqian follow him in. Mingyou looks at him all the way. He put his hands together and laughed, "benefactor, this is just a skin bag. What's the difference between sixteen and sixty? Many people at the foot of the mountain know the poor monk. If you don't believe me, ask me about the empty monk