Chapter 491 Goodbye God Master
Condition? In the empty and magnificent Buddhist temple, Zhao Da'an returned to his heart, and he glanced at the huge statue of the world, turned his head and looked behind him.
Begonia hurriedly across the threshold, and his head was tall.
"What?" Zhao Da'an asked.
Haitang said: "There was something unexpected in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Our people went to seize the scriptures and collected the scriptures in the temple, but were stopped by the first old monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion there."
Are there any people dare to stop? Zhao Dian raised his eyebrows: "Can you fight?"
He is a little curious, there are still masters in the temple?
Begonia smiled bitterly: "The old monk was not high, but he was holding a oil lamp in his hand and blocked at the stairs. As long as we rushed, we set fire and burned the scriptures. Only when he will give up the burning building "
The scriptures in Shenlong Temple are extremely valuable. To some extent, it is more tight than the property and instruments in the temple.
Once burned, it is a great loss.
"See me?" Zhao Du was curious and nodded: "In this case, go and see."
Haitang pursed his lips and saw him walking out, and looked in the hall curiously: "Is this where Xuanyin retreats?"
"It should be, nothing found in, you can teach people to search, but pay attention, don't stare at the idol for too long, this stuff is a bit evil." Zhao Dianan told him.
Begonia nodded cautiously, ordered people to guard this place, and immediately followed Zhao Dian.
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When the two arrived at the courtyard where the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was, a confrontation was happening.
The shape of the pavilion that stored the scriptures was a pagoda. At this moment, a group of brocade clothes filled the first floor and saw that Zhao Da'an arrived, and they made the channel.
"Come and see, who wants to burn the building?" Zhao Du'an was in his finger, stepped into the building, and looked up on the top of the wooden staircase to the second floor, sitting on his knees with a thin old monk.
One leg seemed to be lame, with a cane beside him. The old monks had to be white, lean, with a burning candlestick in their hands.
Behind it was a wooden shelf with a layer of scripture, and a box was opened at hand, and there were Tibetan scriptures inside.
As if as long as it is loosened, the candlestick will fall into the box.
"You are the first monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Oh, this official only heard that the monks were for savings, and would rather be buried in the sea of fire, but the first time I saw the monk who actively burned the scriptures." br>
"It's better to burn me, let's take a look, anyway, the official will not polite the Buddha.
The face of Jinyi around was slightly changed, and the value of the temple was great. If they really burned, their group of officials should not be responsible.
"Amitabha," the old monk held the candlestick in his hand, staring at him with a slightly turbid gaze, saying:
"Zhao Shizhu quoted the scriptures and elaborated the Dharma at the time of the law conference. Although it was not in the Buddha's door, he must also be a deep Buddhist monk. Presumably, he must love the scriptures."
No, if you think too much, I am a different world.
In the next second, the old monk had a drum, and blowing out the candlestick with leakage teeth:
"How can the poor monks really burn the building? I just worry that the scriptures in the temple will be damaged to this group of soldiers. Wouldn't it make the Buddhist monks in the past and weeping blood? Only Zhao Shizhu took it in person. Rest assured. "
Zhao Dian was stunned, so this guy was not resisting the Fa, but was just willing to give the scriptures to himself?
His eyes were strange: "Do you think I am different from them?"
The old monk's tone of the old monk is serious:
"Zhao Shizhu is proficient in Buddhism, but is a person with great wisdom. In the past, he was sanctified and the Buddha Guang Puzhao Jingcheng was proof."
Zhao Dian was a little understood. The goods in front of him, like the red teacher of the Western Regions, are all his little fans.
Also, although the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is important in Shenlong Temple, it does not have any real power. Looking at the old monk looks, it is not the kind of participating in the struggle of power in the temple.
It is a bit similar to the roles of the Qing Dynasty in the court.
Of course, he did not completely believe it, but under the inspection of the consciousness, this person did not have a high cultivation, only the fetus, which could not be threatened.
As for the "first seat", it is also likely that the Dharma is profound and the strength is not practicing.
"Oh, it's also the same," Zhao Dian said a lot and smiled:
"This is the first to find out this building. Outsiders must not be good at it, so as not to damage the scriptures. However, this official still needs to check the situation in the building. br>
The old monk cooperated unexpectedly and nodded: "This should be so."
Having said that, he put down the candlestick, stood up with a cane, and turned to go upstairs.
"I'll go up and take a look. You stay underneath." Zhao Du'an moved, and said to Haitang, and immediately stepped into the building.
The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is very large, with six floors.
Each layer is placed in a bookshelf, displaying the scriptures, but the more upward, the less the display, the heavier the scriptures.
The old monk was not fast, and in the face of the crisis of the temple's annihilation, he was extremely calm.
While walking, we carefully introduced what the scriptures were placed on Zhao Dianan, and how to store different scrolls, including how long it takes to ventilate, dry, and moisture ...
Hearing Zhao Da'an's look more and more strange, this old monk seemed to be entrusted to him.
"Maintenance books, in the court, have their own players. With the preciousness of these verses, you don't have to bother and will not damage." Zhao Du'an said faintly, staring at the old monk:
"Let's talk about something, what do you want to say? Now there is no one around you, you can always say it, but I want to remind you that if the time of this officer is wasted, I don’t mind letting you experience the eighteen in prison in prison. The taste of the torture ""
The old monk's eyes are soft and calm:
"Sure enough, I can't hide Zhao Shi. Please come over, but there is a volume of scriptures to give it to the owner."
Send me? Zhao Duan was increasingly strange, and his heart quietly tightened his heart.
However, curiosity drives him to calmly: "What scriptures?"
The old monk did not say a word, he turned around, and moved to the sixth floor a little bit. There were only a few large tables in the central government.
"The master can know, here the scripture origin?"
Zhao Dian groaned, and said, "Could it be the scriptures that Xuanyin was robbed from the Western Regions?"
At that time, when Xuanyin was not a abbot, he entered the Western Regions, and he grabbed two boxes from the ancestral court of the Buddhist gate. To lay the identity of its abbot.
The old monk shook his head and pointed below:
"The scriptures retrieved by Xuanyin are placed on the fifth floor."
Zhao Da'an noticed that the old monk who only had a fetus in the district, when he mentioned Xuanyin's abbot, his tone was indifferent and did not respect his respect, as if he was just a ordinary monk in the temple.
Yes ... I remember that in the Shenlong Temple, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was indeed overwhelming. Although there was no real power to manage the temple, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion had its own inheritance, the monks in the pavilion were appointed and removed, and they were not under the jurisdiction of the abbot ... Related information.
Looking at this sister -in -law again, I can't help but look at it. Is it a character like a "sweeping monk" in martial arts novels?
Hidden BOSS?
"Zhao Shizhu doesn't have to think about it. The poor monk is not a high -person, but a fighter who is a widow." The old monk seemed to see through his thoughts and shook his head.
The library administrator ... this position is unbelievable ... the talent is out ... Zhao Dianan did not say a word.
The old monk turned around and walked to the central table in the middle:
"The scrolls of this layer are made by the Merragiers. History is four or five hundred years old than this Shenlong Temple, and there are not too many extraordinary insights. Years. "
Maye Walker?
Zhao Du was in peace. Due to the last debate, he read a lot of information about the Buddhist gate of the world.
Knowing that this Maye awarded a thousand years ago, the earliest monk who entered Yu Guo spread the Dharma.
After the establishment of Shenlong Temple later, the Meroyan passed down as the starting point of the Dayu Buddha door.
The old monk reached out, opened one of the scriptures, picked up a special page of golden scrolls, turned back, and handed it to Zhao Dianan:
"Zhao Shizhu, this article has no golden scriptures, is the only valuable thing left by the Merrais. The entrustment of you "
One thousand years ago, the golden scripture left by the Walker?
Zhao Du'an was stunned and cautiously felt at the consciousness before trying to reach out. Starting slightly, this page of the golden sutra is like an ordinary paper page, there is only one page, but it is suspected to be made of gold.
The surface is smooth and non -word. If the old monk said it was a scripture, it would only feel that it was a "paper" suppressed by a gold foil.
"This thing ... is it a magic weapon? Town?" Zhao Da'an asked.
The old monk shook his head: "I don't know. I only know that its water and fire are not invaded and cannot be damaged."
Therefore, this old monk is not assured of this thing to the court, so he would rather choose to be blessed by the death, "Dharma is profound" me ... Zhao Dian suspected:
"When Xuanyin left, did not take this thing away?"
He didn't believe it, Xuanyin would not know the existence of this thing.
The old monk shook his head: "When he left, he never stepped into the Tibetan Pavilion."
No, you do n’t know if he comes in ... Zhao Da'an vomited, but he held back.
He squeezed this scripture and felt a bit hot, and he couldn't be sure if this thing was dangerous.
"Amitabha, what the poor monk wants to say, is finished, and go downstairs to jail." The old monk closed his hands and said calmly.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
In the afternoon, the sun came in from the small window of the pavilion, and the floating beam of dust spilled on his face, like a gold -plated living Buddha.
"Shenlong Temple is about to extinguish, are you angry?" Zhao Da'an threw out his doubts.
This person is too abnormal.
Unexpectedly, the first look of the lame legs and the first look of the Tibetan Scripture Tower is soft and calm:
"Shenlong Temple is just a temple, and the annihilation will be overwhelmed. As long as the Dharma is still there, why care? Besides, starting from Xuanyin in charge of Shenlong Temple, this temple should not continue to exist again." "
After throwing this sentence, the old monk did not return to the upstairs.
...
"Hey, what did the old monk say with you?"
With the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the seal was welded.
Holding his arms, the begonia stood in front of the door and asked inquiring.
Zhao Du'an, who was standing next to her:
"Nothing to say, just keep the scriptures to prevent insects from moisture."
real? Begonia is suspicious and unbelievable.
Zhao Dianan did not explain. He felt weird. After waiting to return to the palace, he asked Zhenbao.
At this time, the monks of the entire Shenlong Temple were also caught outside the gate. The key places in the temple were seized. Next is a detailed inventory, check, and give it to the men.
When Zhao Dian walked out of the temple door, the Jinyi ran back from the survey of the survey of the silent photo of the opposite side, lowered the sound report:
"Adult, check it clearly, the debate is indeed running."
"Who said?" Zhao Dian was curious.
"Princess Yunyang. When I asked for a humble job, she was drinking alcohol in the Zen room. She seemed to be very bad. She asked the debate by the duty, and she said ... What else to scold," The man is not a good thing, the man is not a good thing. 'For the like, "Jinyi painted vocal painting description:
"Human duty asked the aunts of the Ni Nei, and learned that during the days since His Majesty left the capital, the mage of the debate was to explain the Dharma to the eldest princess across the three differences ... Sometimes, even in the night of the candle, the indecent voice in the Zen room ..."
Zhao Dian and Haitang and others were stupid and inhaled.
Good guy ... really good guy ... If this gossip is exposed, it will definitely sensation the whole.
As for true and false, considering Princess Yunyang's design, Zhao Dian feels that the probability is true.
"But what's the matter with the monk? Didn't hold it? Is this hooking? Or did he take the initiative to break the ring?" Zhao Dian felt incredible.
With his experience of meeting with the defense several times, he always felt that the handsome mage who was full of world would not be the prostitute who could not control his trouser belt.
However, considering that the old nuns of Prajna also remember to sleep all day ... The monk in the Shenlong Temple may not be more serious in private ...
"Okay, this matter is over, it is strictly forbidden to spread. As for the female Ni in the silent photo ... temporarily banned the temple, waiting for the hair." Zhao Du'an groaned for a moment and ordered it.
Although Ji Zhaoyu is closely related to Shenlong Temple, it should be annihilated.
But in the case of, Princess Yunyang was banned from inside.
Second, it is also more important. Prajna Bodhisattva and Xuanyin are not a faction, opposing each other, and have previously reached an agreement with the female emperor.
Although the general altar of Shenlong Temple was destroyed, the temples scattered in the state government of Yu State were still there.
There are still a large number of monks outside and never have the law.
The old monk has a saying. For thousands of years, the Dharma has already taken root in the people of Yu Guo, and has a strong foundation for faith.
Here, forcibly to eradicate all monks in the world, it is better to support Prajna, so as to exacerbate the division of the Buddhist Buddhist Buddhist Buddhism to achieve the purpose of weakening the mysterious seal.
As for the defense opportunities, and Yunyang had done it ... When she returned to the palace and said to Zhenbao, let her niece headache.
Zhong Jinyi led his command, and Begonia, Zhang Yan and others also escorted a large number of monks into prison, but Zhao Duan said:
"Go back first, I'll go home first."
Everyone is not surprised:
Master Zhao has left home for a few months. Now the chaos in the city is settled, and he should go home to report to peace.
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Without the troops, Zhao Da'an rode away, away from the seized Shenlong Temple.
Hundreds of years of ancient temples, once overwhelming, are quite sighing.
However, Zhao Da'an was moody. He tested his whip and returned home immediately. Instead, he turned to the direction of Tianshi Mansion when he walked halfway.
In the Battle of Baihua Village, four disciples of Tianshi Mansion took the shot and rescued Zhao Dianan in Fengtian Master's Law.
Although the situation was cracked by the emperor, this human sentiment was to be inherited.
In addition, Zhao Dian also wanted to ask in person, why is Lao Zhang so good to himself ... Last time he assassinated, Xiao Tianshi shot, and he could also be regarded as Bai Yan Zhao Duan's remuneration.
But this rescue has exceeded the scope of normal remuneration.
Zhao Dian felt that it was necessary to talk to Lao Zhangzheng's eightly, and to figure out what the old -fashioned Lao Deng was calculating, otherwise he would never be practical in his heart.
Outside the Tianshi Mansion, Zhao Du'an opened the side door to show that his identity was about to explain the intention of the priest who went out to welcome the guests.
"The master has known Zhao Zhaojun in advance and ordered me to welcome me here. Please come with me."
Lao Zhang is waiting for me? Zhao Du was so tight.
He also followed the leader of the leader to enter the door, along the corridor, and passed through the large -scale Daimen Tianshi Mansion like a large amusement park.
Come to a small courtyard in front of a small courtyard with a humble green banyan tree.
"Please, the master is waiting for you." The priest led the priest smiled and turned to leave.
Zhao Da'an took a deep breath, made a psychological construction, and raised his hand to open the door of the courtyard.
This is the first time he has come here.
"Squeaks--"
The gate of the courtyard opened slowly, and an elegant and quiet courtyard came into view. A huge and lushness in the courtyard was shaken slightly in the summer breeze in the summer and made a "sting" sound.
A large number of shame was cast.
Under the banyan tree, there are two bamboo chairs, a short table of bamboo crickets, and one tea plate is placed on it.
On a bamboo chair, wearing a black -colored priest's robe, he was tall, narrow, and rosy.
The breeze came, Zhang Yan opened his eyelids, his clear eyes looked at Zhao Dianan, smiling slightly: "You are here."
(End of this chapter)