When Jiang Li and Xuanqing returned to the gate of the Jiaqing Temple, the little novice who was sweeping the floor in the inner courtyard saw the two of them, and the broom in his hand paused for a moment. After reacting, he shouted, "Senior Brother Xuanqing?!"

Xuan Qing stepped into the yard and nodded at him: "Xuan Ming."

Xuan Ming was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his face was obviously childish. He heard Xuan Qing calling him, "Hey", and said: "You come back. Here! I'm going to inform the abbot!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly bent down towards the two of them and ran away with the broom in his arms. He heard his voice shouting from a distance, "Senior Brother Xuanqing is back!"

Listening to the little novice The excited voice, Jiang Li couldn't help laughing, and said to Xuan Qing jokingly: "Little master, you feel like you are returning to the door."

Xuan Qing: "...Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Li nodded, a serious look Like, hands clasped together, indicating that they understand.

The scale of Jiaqing Temple is not large, and together with Xuanqing, there are only eleven monks. However, the construction of the temple is very simple, and there is a reassuring sense of Zen everywhere, which makes the people who live here very open-minded.

Although Xuanqing and the brothers in the temple are not close, but since childhood, they all ate fast and chanted Buddha in the temple together. Knowing that he was back, many of the brothers put down what they were doing and came out saying "I'm back".

Xuan Qing had never been down the mountain before, but when he came back this time, he always felt that his mood was different from before.

Seeing the smiling faces greeting him, an indescribable feeling slowly grew in his heart, and his heart gradually became hot, but he didn't feel uncomfortable, instead, there was an indistinct joy.

After saying hello to everyone, Xuan Qing took Jiang Li to the backyard. After the two left, the remaining monks looked at me and I looked at you, with a confused expression on their faces.

"That... Did Junior Brother Xuanqing laugh just now?" a lanky monk asked hesitantly.

"It seems like this?" The other monk with a lot of pockmarks on the tip of his nose nodded and turned to ask the other monk, "Are you clear?"

"See clearly!" The fat monk nodded, " Senior Brother Xuanqing laughed so much that I panicked."

The little novice who swept the floor just now said unconvincingly, "Nonsense, Senior Brother Xuanqing is so pretty when he smiles!"

"I have never seen Senior Brother Xuanqing smile at me for so many years." The tall and thin monk said with emotion, "I don't know why, but I feel sad and relieved." "Don't be too

affectionate." The monk Xiao Mazi glanced at him, "It's obviously smiling at me." The

little novice raised his broom: "To me, to me, to me!!"

The fat monk slapped his little head with a slap in the face, and taught a lesson with a straight face: "What the fun, hurry up and sweep the floor! Everyone goes back to work!! "

"Okay!!" The

monks dispersed in a hurry, what to do.

When they got to the backyard, Xuan Qing took Jiang Li to the tea room in the temple, which was used to receive pilgrims on weekdays, and then went to see the master himself.

This point was when Abbot Xuanmin was chanting the scriptures. When he got outside the meditation room, Xuan Qing did not go to disturb him, but waited in the courtyard.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a voice came from the room: "Is Xuan Qing coming back?" It was only

three months after going down the mountain. When he heard the master's voice again, Xuan Qing felt a trance after a long time.

He calmed down, stepped forward and said, "Master, it's the disciple who has returned." With a

"squeak", the door of the meditation room opened from the inside, and the kind-hearted old man in the room appeared at the door, looking at Xuan Qing standing in the courtyard, his With a gentle smile in his eyes, he nodded and said, "Just come back, come in."

Xuan Qing followed him into the room.

The decorations in the meditation room were the same as before he left, and a faint rosin was burning inside, which made people feel relaxed.

There is a small stove with hot boiling water on the table, and tea leaves and cups are placed on the side. Xuan Qing, as usual, made tea for Abbot Xuan Min and himself, and the master and the apprentice sat around the fireplace.

Abbot Xuanmin drank a sip of tea and said comfortably: "As expected, the tea you brewed suits my heart, Xuan Qi is always sloppy."

Xuan Qing heard the words, drinking tea slightly, and the guilt in his heart became heavier. , he closed his eyes, and lightly rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips.

He was brought up by the abbot Xuanmin since he was a child. All martial arts and the knowledge he learned were taught by the abbot Xuanmin himself. Naturally, his every move could not escape the eyes of the abbot.

In fact, from the first glance, Abbot Xuanmin realized that his beloved apprentice was not the same as before, and his body was full of fireworks and ordinary people's emotions.

Putting down the cup in his hand, Abbot Xuanmin smiled and said: "It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip. Can you tell me about it?"

Xuan Qing knew that nothing could be hidden from his old man's eyes, and this time he came back. It is precisely to confess to him what happened with Jiang Li.

He put down the cup in his hand, clasped his hands together, and said to the wise old man in front of him: "Master, this disciple is guilty."

"Oh?" Abbot Xuanmin asked kindly, "Where does the crime come from?

" "Secondly, the disciple wants to be with him

for life, and violates the precept of greed."

"Thirdly, the disciple breaks the precept but does not regret it, and I am ashamed of your teaching."

Xuan Qing looked at Abbot Xuanci and said I told him what happened to me and Jiang Li as it was, without hiding anything.

After he finished speaking, the two of them didn't make a sound in the meditation room except for the small kettle on the stove making a "gurgling" sound.

When Xuan Qing said the first "crime", Abbot Xuan Min's expression became surprised.

Xuan Qing was brought up by him. Although this child is talented and intelligent, he is emotionally indifferent and not close to others. When he brought Xuan Qing back from down the mountain, it took him half a year to let him call him master.

Over the years, although Xuanqing lived in the temple, Abbot Xuanmin always felt that his heart was not here, that he did not belong here, and Xuanqing once said that he felt that his heart was empty and unfulfilled.

This time when Xuanqing was asked to go down the mountain, he once told Xuanqing that the fate of Xuanqing was over, but he still couldn't figure out where the fate was. He could only let Xuanqing go to find it by himself. When Xuanqing returned, if he still wanted to convert to Buddhism, he would return Help Xuanqing get a ring scar.

Now, it seems that Xuan Qing has already found his fate, and filled up the empty piece in his heart.

Thinking of this, Abbot Xuanmin's face became clear, and the kindness and gentleness in his eyes had never changed. He looked at Xuan Qing and said, "You didn't waste this trip, Master is very relieved, why say it."

Xuan Qing's expression was shocked: "Master, don't you blame me?"

Abbot Xuan Min shook his head and picked up the small teapot He poured hot tea for Xuan Qing and himself, and said, "I once said that in one's life, one has to know why they live. Now that you

have found your heart, you should be happy as a teacher." Dumbly, he knew that the master was tolerant towards him, but he never thought that he would love him so much.

"You don't need to feel guilty. In life, you have to follow your heart and feelings, so you don't have to come to the world in vain." Abbot Xuanmin smiled, with tolerance and understanding in his tone, "If you go against your heart, continue to serve the Buddha. Before, how can we talk about the Dao if the heart is not sincere?" Xuan Qing's heart became hot after what he said, and nodded

solemnly: "The disciple is taught."

Is there a seizure?"

When in Qingshui Town, Xuan Qing's heart attack had two attacks, one was the first day he arrived at Jiang's house, and the other was the day Jiang Li talked about the story of Tang Seng and the Queen. Except for these two times, Nothing else.

And the dharma seal in his heart has completely disappeared.

Xuanqing informed Abbot Xuanmin of this matter, Abbot Xuanmin was quite surprised, beckoned him to step forward, then pressed his palm to his heart, and closed his eyes to sense the seal he had formed.

After a while, Abbot Xuanmin opened his eyes, nodded and said, "It has indeed disappeared."

"Master, why is this?" Xuan Qing was puzzled.

Abbot Xuanmin pondered for a while, then his brows stretched, looked at him and said: "Probably you don't need it anymore."

Xuan Qing was stunned, and after understanding what he meant, he was a little surprised: "You mean..."

Xuan Min The abbot smiled and said nothing. Although he didn't say anything, both the master and the apprentice already knew it. The person to fill Xuan Qing's heart has been found, so his heart disease will naturally disappear.

Thinking of the people who came all the way with him, a soft color flashed in Xuan Qing's eyes.

Seeing this, Xuan Min smiled and said: "The person who can make you tempted must be extremely good. I heard that he has returned with you, why not bring him here to see the teacher?"

Xuan Qing naturally wanted to bring Jiang Li to see him. Abbot Xuanci, but before that, he needs to get his understanding first.

"Wait a moment."

Xuan Qing got up, left the meditation room, and went to find Jiang Li.

Xuan Qing's master wanted to see him, which was expected by Jiang Li. After all, Abbot Xuan Min, as Xuan Qing's closest elder, wanted to see the "tiger" who kidnapped his apprentice.

On the way to the meditation room, Jiang Li Xuanqing said, "Did your master scold you?"

"No." Xuan Qing shook his head and comforted him softly, "Don't worry about you, the master is very good."

After the two established their relationship, Xuan Qing and Jiang Li talked a lot about themselves, naturally including Abbot Xuan Min. When he learned that Abbot Xuanmin had spent ten years of internal energy for Xuan Qing to draw a seal on his heart to curb his heartache, Jiang Li was deeply respectful and grateful to this elder whom he had never met, and wanted to thank him in person.

When the two arrived outside the meditation room, Xuan Qing knocked on the door and stepped into the room with Jiang Li.

The cup that Xuan Qing had placed his heart in the seat just now was also filled with hot tea that was 80% full and smoking white smoke. At first glance, it was prepared for Jiang Li.

The white-bearded old man on the table put down the teapot in his hand, and looked up to see the two of them coming together. Although they were both men, there was no sense of abruptness between the two, as if they were made in heaven.

As soon as Jiang Li entered the door, he felt a gentle gaze fell on him, with a trace of scrutiny, but it was not objectionable. He followed and looked at the old man on the seat.

Those are a pair of wise, tolerant and indifferent eyes, as if seeing all the joys, sorrows, joys, life and death in the world, which makes people unconsciously respect.

This is Xuan Qing's master, the abbot Xuanmin.

The three sat and drank tea for a while. Abbot Xuanmin suddenly said to Xuanqing, "I want to talk to Jiang Shizhu alone for a while. Xuanqing, go to the outer hall and offer incense to the Buddha."

Xuanqing didn't know what the master was going to say. Avoiding himself, but as a master, he also understood that he would not embarrass Jiang Li, so he nodded and withdrew.

There were only Jiang Li and Abbot Xuanmin left in the house. Abbot Xuanmin reached out and wanted to take the teapot. Jiang Li picked it up one step ahead of him and said, "You can do these things, the younger generation."

Xuanmin smiled and watched him pour it out for himself . After getting the tea, he said, "The donor doesn't need to care about these little things."

"It should be." Jiang Li poured out the tea and put the teapot back in its original position, and then he asked respectfully, "What do you need to say to the junior, but please say so. It doesn't matter."

Xuan Min looked at him for a while, took a sip of tea, and then slowly said: "Is the donor the soul of another world?"

Jiang Xin shook his head, his hands on his knees tightened sharply.