In July of the seventh year of Dalong Ruian.
During the three months when Wen Renzheng went to the grassland, Mr. Liu dealt with official duties every day, entertained his children, took turns drinking porridge from Qi Yun, and went to Shanhaiguan from time to time to eat two large radishes, a specialty of the Jin Kingdom.
Three months have been an extremely fulfilling time in warm and busy days.
What makes Young Master Liu a little regretful is that Yin Yang and Great Compassion are still unable to break through to the fourth level. Every time he is about to break through, he always feels that something is missing.
Thinking of this, Young Master Liu felt that his life was miserable. He couldn't break through to the fourth level and always felt controlled by others in front of Qi Yun and the others.
The only thing that troubled Young Master Liu was Wenren Yunshu, a little girl. I wonder if she drank glue recently.
He likes to stick to his side no matter what.
As long as it is a leisurely day, except for going to the hut to bathe, I will follow him wherever he goes.
He didn't say anything when asked, he just stood in front of him coquettishly.
There is no reason to scold him, after all, the road is not his own.
Don't scold me, it's inconvenient to do anything with you like a shadow.
As time passed, Young Master Liu found that he had gotten used to it. Instead of seeing Wenren Yunshu that day, he felt a little awkward. He always felt that there was something missing in his life.
Every time this thought comes to mind, Young Master Liu will hurriedly recite the eight-character mantra silently.
Excessive sex will cause disaster, and cutting will cure it permanently.
On the third day of July, Yingzhou City was undergoing major repairs, and the Governor's Mansion welcomed a special guest.
"Go to the disaster and call daddy."
Ying'er sat aside and sewed clothes for her daughter. She saw the young master teasing his daughter, with a happy face on his face.
"Master, Yunxin is still young. At least you can wait until she is over a year old before she can speak. Your daughter can't run away, why are you so anxious?"
"Ying'er, you don't understand. The young master is trying to enlighten our good daughter early."
Ying'er shook her head helplessly and concentrated on sewing clothes.
"Young Master, there is a monk outside, bringing one person and two animals to pay homage. He said that he is an old friend visiting us."
Young Master Liu held his little daughter and looked at Liu Song in surprise: "Monk? We have more than a dozen temples in Yingzhou. Young Master, I have never burned incense and worshiped Buddha in Yingzhou for more than a year. How could I possibly know a monk?"
"Old friends? I don't have any old friends who are monks. Are they here to ask for alms? Just order some food for them."
Liu Song scratched his head hesitantly: "Master, Xiao Song also thinks this monk looks familiar, but he just can't remember where he has seen him before!"
"Knowing that this is the Governor's Mansion, you still dare to say that you are visiting an old friend. I wonder if you will be bold enough to come to the Governor's Mansion to cheat on food and drinks. Maybe he is really your old friend, Master!"
"Looks familiar? But I really don't have any old monk friends!"
Ying'er turned her beautiful beautiful eyes on one side, and Mu Ran's beautiful eyes lit up: "Young Master, you really have an old monk, Little Master Liaofan."
Young Master Liu suddenly realized what he was doing and hurriedly patted his head: "My dear, why did you forget about this guy? I haven't seen him for eight years and I almost forgot about him."
"I was deceived at first...I warned you about this. Whenever I go to India to seek Buddhist scriptures, I almost forget that there is such a person. I didn't expect that he came back alive."
Liu Song also patted his head in sudden realization: "Yes, yes, Xiao Song also remembered it, it was him. Xiao Song almost didn't recognize him after not seeing him for so many years."
Liu Mingzhi stood up and carefully put his little daughter into Ying'er's arms.
"Ying'er, you hold your daughter first while the young master goes to greet this distinguished guest."
"I understand, Master."
"Liu Song, where is Monk Liaofan?"
"Waiting outside the house!"
"I'll wait in the living room. Go and welcome him in."
Over a cup of tea, a Buddhist verse woke Young Master Liu out of his memories.
"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for so many years. How is Mr. Liu doing?"
Young Master Liu put down his teacup and looked at the two beasts in front of the hall door in astonishment.
The handsome-looking Liao Fan has lost his childlike side and become mature and steady, making people unable to help but admire him like an enlightened monk.
Standing next to him was a rough and arrogant man, obviously from the Central Plains, with blond hair, majestic height, and the appearance of an Arhat. He wore the monk's robe diagonally on his body, exposing half of Xiong's strong muscles.
Next to them was a golden monkey, an aristocratic monkey with shiny fur, squatting gracefully on top of a huge jet-black wild boar.
Such a team made Liu Dashao involuntarily have an idea in his mind, Tang... Long Sanzang?
Did he unintentionally flap his wings and change the world?
When Young Master Liu looked at Fan Zhi in astonishment, Liao Fan stopped staring at Young Master Liu with gritted teeth.
Thinking of the words on the customs clearance document he was holding, Liao Fan's Buddha heart trembled for a while, almost becoming unstable.
"Then King, please give me some face. How about you arrange for my people to come over? Or I send people over to arrange for you. If you are not convinced, just let me go."
I'm so kind to you, this is the ultimatum for customs clearance and the letter of challenge to him.
Amitabha, I have done you a favor, so don’t be angry.
Liao Fan clasped his hands together, remembering that his hands were stained with the blood of soldiers from various countries along the way, he hurriedly released his hands and put them down, silently thinking about his sins, sins.
Liu Mingzhi came back to his senses and walked up happily: "Master, for eight years, I have been thinking about your safety. I traveled thousands of miles across the yellow sand and traveled through mountains and rivers. The thought of Master's departure has also followed me."
"Now that I see the master returning to his homeland safe and sound after studying Buddhist scriptures, I feel relieved at last."
Liao Fan looked at Young Master Liu with the corners of his mouth twitching. You are so kind to me. The poor monk believed your evil deeds. If you were worried about the poor monk's safety, you would not have given him a customs clearance document like that. .
"Sha Heshang, take your two senior brothers and retreat. I'm going to kill you again. Be careful of splattering you with blood!"
"Sha Heshang, follow closely, I will lead you out as a master!"
"Sha Heshang, don't come over here. I'm going to save these bandits today!"
Liao Fan's heart twitched as he thought of all the beatings and killings he had gone through along the way.
He actually forced the kind-hearted and kind-hearted little monk into a glaring Vajra.
"Cause, cause and effect."
Liao Fan silently recited two sentences of cause and effect. Without Liu Mingzhi's guidance, he would not have gone west to obtain Buddhist scriptures, nor would he have had an epiphany.
Everything is cause and effect.
Perhaps the master directed him to go to Jiangnan just to resolve the cause and effect between himself and Liu Mingzhi.
Meeting each other is the cause, studying sutras is the cause, and sitting on the ground and becoming a Buddha is the result.
Without Liu Mingzhi, he might have spent his whole life scrambling in obsession.
Liao Fan pondered for a moment, then nodded with deep meaning and said, "I would like to thank the benefactor for your concern. It was a safe journey. The Mahayana Buddhism was also brought back from Tianzhu by the young monk."
"Amitabha!"
"Buddha bless you, I would like to congratulate you on your safe return, and congratulate you on getting the true scripture."
"It is the young monk who should thank the donor. Without the donor, the young monk would not have achieved what he is today. Amitabha, you have done a good job... That is so good."
"Master, please sit down, this eminent monk."
"Thank you donor!"
Liao Fan said the Buddha's name, silently walked to the chair and sat down.
Sha Heshang immediately sat down and glanced at the layout of the living room with a curious expression.
"Willow Pine!"
"The little one is here!"
“The best tea...”
"Master, is it empty?"
Liao Fan was stunned and subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.
"If there is meat, it's best to have two pounds."
Young Master Liu was startled and looked at Fan strangely: "Master, all the four elements are really empty."
"Amitabha, this poor monk cultivates his mind but not his mouth!"
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