"what happened?"
After a long time, until the two figures disappeared, a monk realized it and murmured a question.
At the same time, the group of Buddhist disciples all turned their heads and turned their attention to the guardian tutu, expecting an answer.
"..." The burly Daihuyuan was silent for a moment, clasped his hands together, looked at the two women in front of him, and said:
"In that case, I would like to ask you two to wait for a while in the temple."
Yu Yu blinked his big eyes, and there was a hint of eagerness on his delicate pink face:
"Are we going to see your abbot too?"
For some reason, Daihuyuan was instinctively disgusted with this lovely female benefactor, so he shook his head and said:
"The Master only saw Ji Sichen."
Well... forget it if you don't give it... Who rarely sees an old bald donkey... Yu Yu said he didn't mean it, so he tried to regain his respect.
As for Ye Hongling, she gradually recovered from the shock at this time, with a complicated look on her face, and for the first time she truly realized how special Ji Ping'an was.
A monk led the two women away. After they left, one of them said worriedly:
"Guyuan, do you really want to let the court investigate some cases?"
Daigoin said calmly: "Since it is an invitation from the Master, it must be reasonable. We will just follow the arrangement."
Seeing everyone, he stopped talking.
He waved his monk's robe to disperse the monks, but his ears twitched slightly and he looked up at the gate of the mountain temple.
Then I walked a few steps quickly and stood in front of the temple gate. Looking down, I saw the official road winding like satin under the burning clouds in the evening, and a large motorcade approaching.
…
…
"Si Chen, please sit here for a moment." In a certain elegant courtyard in Yunlin Temple.
The monk Zhike raised his hand and pointed at a hall where people laughed.
Ji Ping'an nodded lightly and stepped across the threshold. He saw many landscape paintings hanging on the walls of the hall, each one worth a lot of money.
There are a wide range of Buddhist monks, including practitioners and ordinary monks.
Among the latter, there were also many poet monks and painting monks. Confucianism was not prosperous in the Southern Tang Dynasty, so the ancestral skills of many scholars were taken over by monks.
Ji Ping'an admired it with his hands behind his back, not feeling anxious at all.
After a long time, I heard footsteps approaching in the corridor outside the door.
Then, outside the open door, an old monk in his fifties, wearing brand new white monk robes, holding a brown bead string in his hand, appeared out.
Ji Ping'an turned his head and met the old monk's gentle and calm eyes.
Master Yihong put his hands together:
"Amitabha, the abbot of the Poor Monk Yunlin Zen Monastery, has a dharma name of Yihong."
Ji Ping'an smiled and said: "Qin Tianjian, Si Chen Ji Ping'an."
After the two parties announced their homes, they each took their seats. Looking in from outside the door, there were two monks and guests sitting opposite each other inside the open carved vermilion door leaf, shaded by green bamboo.
Master Yihong praised: "I have heard about Ji Sichen's name for a long time, but when I see him today, he is really extraordinary."
Ji Ping'an was surprised and asked, "Has the abbot heard of me?"
Master Yihong never talked about the great reward in the city of gods, and only said:
"A few months ago, Senior Brother Xueting sent a letter, which recorded the interesting things in Beijing and included a Buddhist verse: 'All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning. Those who should observe them like this', poor people The monk was greatly shocked, he thought it was done by Senior Brother Xueting, but he didn't expect it to be signed, but it was Si Chen."
The old monk Xueting really likes Amway... Ji Ping'an thought and said:
"I don't dare to steal my name, but it is actually what the Imperial Master chanted in front of me. In the past, in the narrow alleys of Shendu, by chance, I met Abbot Xueting and Master Zhang of Huaiyuan. I said this, but I didn't want to. It spread to Yuhang."
Master Yihong smiled and said: "It's not Yuhang, but it has been introduced to the Southern Tang Dynasty long ago."
After a pause, he asked:
"So, the eight words on the note Si Chen sent..."
Ji Ping'an nodded and said calmly:
"In the past, I studied under the Imperial Master, and I once heard him tell an interesting story about Pure Light Bodhisattva many years ago. He said a Buddhist verse at that time, and I memorized it."
Sure enough!
Master Yihong was not surprised and sighed:
"To be honest with Si Chen, this half-sentence of Buddha's verse was left by Master Jingguang. However, I have a dull talent and have not been enlightened for decades. Today, Si Chen gave me some advice. I will have no regrets in this life."
No regrets in this life!
This four-character evaluation is evident.
Although this Buddhist verse was not understood by oneself but was informed by outsiders, Master Yihong failed to make great progress in Buddhism, and he never had the opportunity to engrave the Pure Light again.
But being able to "know" the second half of the verse is indeed a wish fulfilled for him.
Then, the old monk chatted around the Buddha's verse for a moment. His words were full of respect for the imperial master, which made Ji Ping'an feel quite embarrassed.
"Abbot, I am not here alone today, but I am invited by Prime Minister Yesi, the Demon Slayer, to investigate a case." Ji Ping'an coughed lightly and got to the point.
Then, without waiting for the white-clothed mage to ask, he briefly told what happened.
During the process, he observed the words and expressions, and saw that Master Yihong looked calm. After listening, he pondered for a moment and then said:
"The poor monk is also concerned about this matter."
"Oh?" Ji Pingan listened with a smile.
Not surprisingly, the gift of son suddenly came to fruition, and the news spread to the outside world. There was no reason why the inside of the monastery knew nothing about it.
Master Yihong said seriously:
"There have indeed been many women in the temple recently, coming to pay homage to the Guanyin statue, and it has always been effective. However, there is nothing strange about this matter. At least, all the monks in the temple have investigated themselves and have not maliciously spread rumors. Then it is true. . And sending a child to create a human being is beyond the reach of magic. In the opinion of the poor monk, it may be related to the return of the great power of the Buddha to the world."
Ji Ping'an stared at him and said:
"What the abbot means is that the revival of spiritual essence will increase the overall strength of Buddhism, leading to an increase in the power of wishes? Or do you think... it is related to the return of the ancient strong men of Buddhism?"
silence.
Master Yihong stared at the young man quietly and said:
"The donor knows, why bother to ask."
Obviously, Buddhism has also known about "The Return of the Stars" for a long time. Even Master Yihong, who is far away in the Great Zhou Dynasty, also knows the inside story.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"However, as far as I know, although Buddhist vows are indeed similar to luck and can affect the fate of mortals to a certain extent, it is only helpful for pregnancy and childbirth, which is too weird."
Master Yihong said calmly: "Si Chen thinks there are other possibilities?"
Ji Ping'an said: "Can you go to the Guanyin Hall to see the son?"
Master Yihong looked calm, stood up and said:
"Please come with me."
Then, the two of them left the living room, walked along the corridor back to the front hall, and stepped into a main hall from the side door.
Inside the spacious house supported by red lacquered wooden pillars, the altar is tiled with golden silk - among the people, this is a taboo, but Buddhism is an exception.
On the stage, there is a Buddha statue of "Guanyin Guanyin" sitting cross-legged and meditating, with a solemn treasure.
The appearance is very different from the "Guanyin" impression left by Ji Ping'an from watching the TV series "Journey to the West" a few lifetimes ago... The real Guanyin has no gender distinction, and all external appearances are all illusionary "appearances".
Ji Ping'an withdrew his gaze and looked at the three futons lined up under the Buddhist altar in the main hall.
At this moment, the temple is closed, there are no pilgrims, and the hall is empty.
Master Yihong pointed to the futon and said:
"When the female benefactor came to visit, she would bow down here and then leave."
Ji Ping'an didn't shy away. He saw his robes flickering, stars faintly moving around, and two astrolabe shadows appearing in the depths of his eyes.
Astrology is on.
boom!
Light and shadow change.
With the blessing of the "Nebula Robe", his astrology has also been improved to a certain extent. The originally dim light in the Buddhist temple gradually became brighter, and time was flowing backwards.
Master Yihong disappeared next to him.
Outside the door, women began to walk in backwards, then bowed down respectfully, then got up again, and walked out backwards...
A batch.
Two batches.
Three batches.
These women range in age from just over ten years old to those in their forties or fifties. They include concubines from wealthy families, daughters of officials, and village women in shabby clothing.
It’s just that everyone has a pious look on their face.
Time continued to go back, the astrolabe in Ji Ping'an's eyes rotated, and the spiritual element in the Qi sea continued to fall, but he still saw no abnormality.
Finally, Ji Pingan cut off the supply of Lingsu and closed his eyes.
The scenery changed, and the Buddhist hall became empty again. He opened his eyes and saw three empty futons in front of him, as well as the white-clothed mage beside him.
Master Yihong stared at him with his brown eyes:
"Have you seen enough, Si Chen?"
Ji Ping'an let out a deep breath and smiled:
"It's getting late, can we stay in the temple?"
Master Yihong nodded and said, "Of course."
Immediately, he waved his hand in the distance, and the Zhike monk who was waiting in the distance ran over:
"Abbott, what are your orders?"
Master Yihong said: "Arrange a guest room and ask Ji Sichen and the others to stay there and serve them with fast meals."
The monk Zhike hurriedly responded, nodded and smiled at Ji Pingan, making a "please" gesture.
Ji Ping'an nodded happily and followed the other party away from the place, leaving only the monk in white behind him. He turned around and looked at Master Guanyin on the Buddhist altar, clasping his hands together.
…
Just when Ji Ping'an left the Buddhist temple and went to settle down.
At the foot of the Zenyuan Mountain, a long motorcade stopped, with the "Pei Family" flag on the carriage extremely eye-catching.
"Ma'am, we're here."
In the center of the team, outside an expensive carriage, the maid brought out a small stool and put it down, calling softly.
The car curtain was lifted, and first Li Xiangjun's catkins were revealed, and then, his plump figure covered with purple clothes and skirt.
Mistress Pei's mother looked out with a well-maintained face, looked at the tall and towering Buddhist temple, exhaled softly, and then stepped on the small stool to get out of the car.
He stood with a dignified manner, and in the carriages around him were maids and servants, as well as warriors raised by the Pei family to protect him.
During this trip to the Zen monastery, Li Xiangjun came "alone" and did not bring his daughter or son with him.
After all, although the mother and daughter are very close, it is still somewhat embarrassing for the daughter to accompany her mother to beg for a child.
As for the head of the family, Pei Wei, he is still recovering from his injuries in the hospital bed and cannot come.
"The temple is about to close." Li Xiangjun bathed in the red clouds and looked at the top of the white stone steps with worry in his eyes.
The eldest maid smiled and said:
"Yunlin Temple receives donations of incense from our Pei family every year. Madam wants to come to worship Buddha, how dare she refuse?"
Li Xiangjun nodded lightly, raised his arms, and climbed up the steps with the support of two maids.
The remaining servant guards followed.
This huge group of people was extremely eye-catching and immediately attracted the attention of the gatekeeper, who turned around to report.
Not long after, when the guardian of the nursing home heard the news and came over, he saw Mrs. Pei had already entered the Buddhist temple and immediately clasped her hands together:
"Donor Pei came to Han Temple, but he was greeted from afar."
His attitude towards the government and the court were completely different.
Buddhism has always had a good attitude towards squires who are willing to pay.
Li Xiangjun returned the gift and said:
"This disciple has come here presumptuously. I don't want Toutuo to personally greet him and upset his disciples."
The two parties chatted for a while, and Daihuyuan asked about the purpose of his visit. There was no surprise on his face, but he said:
"Donor Pei is sincere in worshiping the Buddha, so please come with me."
Immediately, a group of people went to the temple where Guanyin was located.
Master Yihong had left, and the hall was empty. Immediately, monks came in to ring the wooden fish bells, burn incense, and perform rituals. The atmosphere was full.
Li Xiangjun had a graceful figure. He twisted his waist and walked straight to the middle of the three futons. His round buttocks suddenly sank and he knelt on the futons.
Put your hands together, look up at the majestic Avalokitesvara, with pious eyes, and silently recite the name of the Buddha.
Then he lowered his eyes and closed them, praying in a low voice:
"Disciple Li Xiangjun of the Pei family, I bow to the Buddha and hope that my husband will be well... I hope that the disciple will conceive a fourth son as soon as possible to continue the incense of the Pei family..."
No one, including the great guardian standing outside the hall, noticed that as they prayed, a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed through the lowered eyes of the "Guanyin Guanyin" on the Buddhist altar.
As if alive, looking down at the plump and beautiful woman who was bowing her head in obeisance, the painted face, in addition to being holy, had a touch of enchantment.
However, this abnormality only lasted for a moment, and was extremely hidden and could not be detected with the naked eye.
When Li Xiangjun stood up and walked out of the Buddhist hall, the Great Protector arranged for the Pei family to stay in the guest room——
As the largest family in Jiangnan, the Pei family even has a special guest room in the Zen courtyard.
It was at this time that the last ray of the sunset went out.
A dark cloud floated from a distance, covering the top of the mountain, and twilight fell.
In the Buddhist temple, evening drums are heard.
…
"Dong, dong, dong..."
Zen courtyard, a certain courtyard, in a guest room.
Ji Ping'an and Ye Hongling sat opposite each other on the mat-covered floor, with a low table in the middle with light vegetarian meals on it.
The lamps in the house were lit, reflecting every detail.
Ji Ping'an turned to look out the window until the bells stopped ringing and crows began to crow.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful saint in a pink skirt rushed in excitedly, like a purebred husky:
"We found out that it's Pei's people who are here, and Pei's mistress is also here to beg for a son!"
Mistress Pei?
Li Xiangjun?
When Ji Ping'an heard this, the corresponding image of the beautiful woman appeared in his mind, and his expression became strange.
I remembered that I reminded the other party to practice a trumpet, and it happened... What kind of fate is this.
No, it was actually not a coincidence. According to time calculation, everyone was in Yuhang City and got the news at about the same speed.
Li Xiangjun wanted to have a son, so it was not surprising that he wanted to give it a try.
"Mrs. Pei is here too?"
Ye Hongling sat cross-legged, with the black magic weapon and long sword aside. She took off her black gauze hat and tied her black hair into a neat bun, which slightly diluted the sharpness of her sword eyebrows.
She looked ugly:
"Did Mrs. Pei go to worship Buddha? If not, you have to stop her."
Knowing that this matter was weird, Ye Hongling could not sit back and watch Li Xiangjun get involved. Apart from anything else, his status as the largest family in Jiangnan was a problem.
Yu Yu blinked his big innocent eyes and said:
"I've already paid my respects! She is very anxious. She is obviously not in a hurry, and she will be the same tomorrow morning, but it turns out that she can't wait for a moment. Hey, do you think Pei Wei is useless?"
As she spoke, the drama queen raised her delicate little hands, made a "circle" with her thumb and index finger on one hand, and stretched out a middle finger on the other hand to make a piston gesture:
"This, this..."
Ji Ping'an: "..."
Ye Hongling: "..."
The two of them tacitly ignored this shameful display of Taoism. The female martial artist's heart sank and her scalp became numb:
"If Mr. Li Xiang also falls into the trap, the problem will be serious."
Ji Ping'an looked relatively calm, picked up the chopsticks, and teased the vegetarian rice in the bowl:
"The situation may not be that bad. I tried astrological deductions in the Guanyin Buddhist Temple and found no problems."
Ye Hongling breathed a sigh of relief.
After a pause, he added: "However, this does not mean that there are no problems."
Ye Hongling felt that she had let go too early and worried:
"What's the meaning?"
Yu Yu spread his short legs and swaggered to the side of the two of them and sat down cross-legged. He grabbed his chopsticks and rummaged through the vegetables on the plate, frowning:
"This is not fishy at all... What he means is that just because there is no problem on the surface, it does not mean that there is really no problem. Although astrology can read the past pictures from the starlight, it is not looking back in time after all. Many Details are lost.”
Ji Ping'an nodded, affirmed the saint's explanation, and said:
"And as far as I know, there is no magic in the world that can make a woman really pregnant from a distance without doing anything."
The female martial artist was good at reasoning and immediately asked:
"So. What you are saying is that the problem may not be in the Buddhist hall? Or, even if there is a problem in the Buddhist hall, it is not the key? After all, we worship the Buddha during the day, and in public, even if we perform magic tricks, it is not the key. It’s hard to hide it from the monks in the temple.”
Ji Pingan nodded and said:
"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the people hiding in the dark have not taken action recently. I have seen that there are quite a few women who come to ask for children during the day, but according to the file you gave me, there are no real pregnant women. More than you can imagine.”
Yu Yu picked up a piece of green vegetables in disgust, took a bite, and vomited because he didn't like it, and said:
"So, you think the man in the dark picks his prey?"
Ye Hongling thought for a while and said:
"It may also be that I feel that the situation has been tight recently, so I have stopped temporarily. Especially since we arrived with such a big fanfare today, people hiding in the dark will definitely be wary of us."
Although she is submissive in the face of Buddhism, she is still quite confident as a well-sitting monk.
"It's all possible," Ji Ping'an said, "So, Li Xiangjun should be safe for the time being."
Ye Hongling breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Then what should we do next? Master Yihong said that he had investigated the matter and found no abnormalities. It should not be false."
Yu Yu sneered when he heard this and made a bold hypothesis:
"Why are the words of the Buddhist Bald Donkey believable? What if they are the real culprits?"
The girl had no evidence.
It's all based on prejudice.
Ji Ping'an looked calm:
"There are only two possibilities. Either the person behind the scenes is related to Buddhism, or he has nothing to do with it. We can think about it separately."
Ye Hongling said:
"My preference has nothing to do with it. Buddhism has been operating here for hundreds of years. Even if it involves... reborn people, there is no reason to make the matter such a big deal."
She finally stopped pretending and directly threw out the words "reborn" tentatively. After speaking, the female warrior carefully observed the expressions of the two.
In the fantasy, the two of them changed their minds and asked her how she guessed.
However, the two of them were calm and showed no reaction at all, which made the female martial artist feel ashamed and realized that she might have too much inner drama.
Yu Yujiao snorted and said:
"It's definitely related. The big bald donkey can do anything. It's not surprising that a group of monks would have some dirty thoughts when they see beautiful women coming in and out. I think the most suspicious one is Master Yihong. He is the boss of the temple. Apart from him, who else here has the ability to cover the sky with one hand? If not for that great protector, who is so tall and tall, there must be a huge demand!"
Therefore, without Xin Yaoguang's supervision, you have lost all your reserve... Ji Ping'an was amazed and immune to Yu Yu's words of tiger and wolf.
Ye Hongling looked at her nose with her eyes, and her nose with her heart, pretending not to hear.
Seeing the differences between the two sides, Ji Ping'an picked up his rice bowl, ate his meal, and said calmly:
"Whether it involves Buddhism or not, if you want to find out the people behind the scenes, you still have to start with the pregnancy of those women. Have you ever thought about a question?"
The two women said in unison: "What?"
Ji Pingan said:
"Those women only came to worship Buddha and then got pregnant when they returned home. Then the problem may not have occurred in the Buddhist temple, but on the way to and from the temple, or to be precise, on the way back."
Ye Hongling was thoughtful.
This is indeed a possibility. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to do it, but if they are reborn, they can use magic to deceive ordinary people's perceptions and make women pregnant without anyone noticing.
"In this case, there is a third possibility, which is to blame Buddhism. In this way, we will be attracted to investigate." The female warrior said.
Yu Yu insisted on the original verdict unhappily:
"What can a bunch of bald donkeys blame? Is it useful? The incense is better, and the government doesn't dare to investigate. I think it was their own people who did it. It can be fun and have a publicity effect. It's a piece of cake." Two birds.”
Ji Ping'an slowly cooked the rice and ate the last grain of rice in the bowl amidst the quarrels between the two women.
Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he took out two talismans from his arms and handed them to the two of them respectively:
"This is a communication talisman. Just tear it into pieces and you can summon others."
The two women took it in confusion: "What to do?"
Ji Ping'an stood up, stretched, and smiled:
"You've been on the road for a day. You're all tired. Let's rest first when we get back. Maybe things will turn around when we wake up."
The two women looked at each other. Ye Hongling wanted to speak, but Yu Yu blinked his big eyes. Based on his experience, he realized that Ji Ping'an might have "calculated" something again.
Simply turned around and left.
Ye Hongling was startled, thoughtful, and stood up, clasping her fists and saying goodbye.
…
…
The night is already dark.
In the courtyard belonging to the Pei family, the maid held a small basket and sprinkled flower petals into the bathtub.
Steam curled up and the whole room was brightly lit. She stretched out her hand to test the water temperature and said:
"Madam, you can take a bath now."
Li Xiangjun let out a lazy "Yes", waved his hand, and drove away the maid who wanted to undress and untie her:
"In a Buddhist land, avoid luxury and enjoyment. I will do it myself."
The maid said oh, opened the door and left the room, guarding outside.
Li Xiangjun was left standing up, pulling on his belt with his slender hands, and the purple skirt fell down, gathering around his ankles.
Soon, as pieces of fabric fell, like peeled bamboo shoots, a pair of mutton-fat jade was exposed to the air.
With the sound of "crash", water splashed.
Li Xiangjun buried himself in the hot water, closed his eyes comfortably, and scrubbed gently. When his hands came to his belly, he couldn't help but look forward to and uneasy.
I don’t know if it is possible to pray to Buddha this time.
"Alas." Li Xiangjun sighed softly. He felt that his body was on fire today, and it was particularly hot. His thoughts were unprecedentedly strong, and he had a strong desire to give birth to an heir.
It's a pity that I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any "weapons", so I had to dance with joy. It's a pity that scratching the itch is just like adding water to stop the boil.
Shaking her head fiercely, the graceful and beautiful woman sighed and stood up, walked out of the pool, wiped off the water droplets on her body, and called the maids and servants to clean the floor.
He turned around and went to the bedroom next door.
The guest rooms in Yunlin Zen Temple are all decorated like "Zen rooms". There are no beds, only wooden boards and mats spread on the ground, and bedding is also spread on the ground.
Li Xiangjun was not used to it, but after a long day's journey, he was really tired, so he took off his clothes and threw his skirt on the ground.
Wearing only small clothes, like a white fish, he got into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep after a while.
The night was getting darker, and the guards outside the door were far away.
Tonight's starry sky was obscured by dark clouds, leaving only a few stars, but Li Xiangjun was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, a cloud of smoke came from nowhere and silently flowed in from the crack in the door of the meditation room. It gathered and piled up, condensing into a dark figure of a man.
He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he could only be seen walking slowly with bare feet, gradually approaching the sleeping woman on the ground.
After walking a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something, took out something from his arms, and blew gently.
Huh... In an instant, a puff of pink mist spread. Li Xiangjun inhaled his mouth and nose, and his body became increasingly hot. In his sleep, he only felt hot. He kicked the corners of the quilt open with his jade feet and murmured:
"Husband..."
The black shadow smiled silently, approached with satisfaction, then leaned over slightly, stretched out only one arm, and grabbed the corner of the quilt.
Immediately, his arm was grabbed by Li Xiangjun.
The dark shadow curled his lips:
"Madam, please respect yourself."
…
Another place in the Zen Yuan, in the guest room.
The lamp on the table has been extinguished. The wind is moving and the clouds are moving, and some moonlight pours in from the window and shines on the ground.
I saw that the bedding was neat and neat, with no signs of use.
Ji Ping'an sat cross-legged and meditated, facing the door, bathing in the starlight, and the robe on his body had returned to its original appearance.
The base is black, and the golden stars flow and circulate along the surface of the robe, which is mysterious and mysterious.
In front of him, there was a six-pointed astrolabe, simple and heavy.
At this moment, as the moonlight shines on it, the lines on the astrolabe light up, connecting them to form a star map.
Ji Ping'an broke away from his practice, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand to seal the secret, his robes rustled, and his body suddenly shattered into pieces of starlight, flowing out along the window.
The Starlight Escape Technique is extremely fast and stealthy.
This is a method that can only be mastered by a sitting star official, but with the help of the Nebula robe, he can use it at a very short distance.
In the blink of an eye, starlight condensed and pieced together, and Ji Ping'an appeared in another Zen room in the Zen courtyard. His eyes calmly looked at the mysterious man who raised his wrist and lifted the corner of the quilt.
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