Fellow Daoist, Your Script Is So Beautiful

Chapter 20 The younger generation forgets the butterfly and comes to argue

"Hey, have you heard? I heard that the elder brother of the Sword Hall is crazy!"

"What? Crazy?"

"Yeah, I heard that the sword bone was broken by itself? It's so miserable."

"How is it possible, the last time I saw Senior Brother Zhao Xin was fine."

"I don't know. I heard that senior brother Zhao Xin couldn't get enough of a woman. In the end, under depression, he broke his own sword bone."

"Fake news! How could senior brother Zhao Xin like other women!"

"That's right, Zhao Xin's big brother belongs to us, we don't allow you to say that about big brother."

"Do you know how hard Zhao Xin's big brother usually works?"

"Who spread the big brother rumors, we're going to the Law Hall to sue him!"

On the third day when Zhao Xin returned to the sword hall.

I don't know who spread the news, but most of the holy places know that Zhao Xin, the elder brother of the Sword Hall, has gone crazy, and he has already been locked up by the master of the Sword Hall, Zhao Xiongtuo.

They even heard that when Zhao Xin was locked in the courtyard, he stabbed the chrysanthemums one after another with a spear.

I heard that when the maid walked into the courtyard, the ground was covered with chrysanthemums.

Seeing his son so bewildered, Jiantang Dai Xiongzhao Dai's chest was already heaving violently with anger, and her pretty face was washed with tears all day long.

The master of the sword hall even cut down a mountain in a fit of anger.

However, it was a pleasure to cut the mountain, and in the end, I paid for the civil engineering monks of the Holy Land to repair it.

As for the Goddess of the Sword Hall, younger sister Zhao Lingxue, seeing her brother so crazy, also clenched her fists, almost rushed out of the Sword Hall several times, trying to find someone to settle accounts with, but was stopped by her mother.

But some people don't believe it and say it's a rumor!

Some say they saw it with their own eyes.

Ever since, true and false, all of a sudden became confusing.

As for the parties involved in the whole incident - Su Li.

But he was looking at the letter sent from the sword hall in the room.

Looking left and right, Su Li thought about whether to go to the appointment.

finally! Su Li has decided! He is going to the sword hall!

You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day!

One person does one thing and one person does it!

Zhao Xin broke the sword bone himself, and he is also partly responsible, and he cannot escape!

I definitely don't want to take the opportunity to meet Zhao Xin's sister!

I am definitely not worried that the master of the sword hall will come to see him with his sword!

It's my own sense of responsibility that drives me to be a real man who dares to act!

At the same time, Wanfo State.

A Taoist nun, followed by her junior sisters, came to the most famous Buddhist temple in Wanfo Prefecture——Lingyin Temple.

She wore long black hair rolled up and coiled behind her head. It was obviously an abstinent hairstyle, but the few strands of hair hanging down unexpectedly had a bit of charm.

A pair of willow eyebrows are not black but can be thickened, and the long eyelashes like snow brushes are slightly curved, as if they can hang water droplets.

The small mouth under the bridge of the upturned nose looks like a ripe cherry in the morning, about to drip the morning dew.

The Taoist woman was wearing a loose Taoist robe, but even so, the loose Taoist robe still couldn't conceal her exaggerated figure.

If it is said that the face of this Taoist nun can move the hearts of monks who are not firm in their Buddha's heart.

Then look further down, I am afraid that the disciples of the Buddha will close their eyes and shout, "What a great evil!"

If Su Li were here, he would definitely recite a poem "Tixi Forest Wall" - "Looking horizontally as a mountain and forming from the side."

The woman stepped forward, stretched out her green fingers, and knocked on the gate of the temple.

From time to time, a young monk opens the gate of the Buddhist temple.

It's just that when the little novice raised his head, he didn't see the face of the benefactor.

Ever since, the little novice stepped back a few steps before seeing the appearance of the benefactor's sister.

The little novice is still young and doesn't know anything, but he can be sure that this sister is more beautiful than all the benefactor sisters he has seen.

only.

The little monk tilted his head, isn't the shoulder of the benefactor's sister tired? Why stuff two such exaggerated balls in your clothes?

"Benefactor." The little novice paid a tithe, "Today there is a debate meeting in the temple, if there are no guests, please come back tomorrow."

"Pimpedao is not offering incense, but coming to your monastery to participate in the debate meeting. I would like to ask my little master to inform you that Wangdie from Fuchenzhou is coming to visit."

The woman smiled softly, her tone was like the wind, like ding-dong spring water, but it gave people a sense of dust.

It seems that this woman is too ethereal and trance in front of you, making people feel unreal and not like anything in the world.

No matter how surprised she is, even if you stand in front of her, you always seem to be standing in the distance, you can only look at her from afar, and it seems that you will never be able to get close.

"Sister benefactor, please wait for a while."

Just because of the woman's smile, the little monk blushed a little with shame, turned and ran away.

After half a stick of incense, the little novice came running over and said, "Benefactor, please follow me."

The woman nodded and walked into the temple. The gate of Lingyin Temple was slowly closed.

Above the main hall of Lingyin Temple are all the highly respected monks in the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas State.

A monk was holding a rosary in his hand, and beside him was a young monk who seemed to be in his twenties.

The young monk is named Jingming, and he is also the most famous disciple of the Buddha in Wanfo State.

He just sat there, there seemed to be a round of scorching sun behind him, like the light of Buddha illuminating the earth.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, it seems to be sitting alone on a golden lotus. It seems that there are Buddha voices singing beside you, and there seem to be scriptures chanting.

"It's the first time I've met all the masters, the junior Wangdie, come to argue."

"Nephew Wangdie, let's have a debate with my disciple." The abbot of Lingyin Temple said slowly.

"yes."

The woman caressed her Taoist robe and sat down under an empty futon.

Standing in the main hall are monks listening to the Tao. They have not been in Buddhism for a long time.

These young monks only saw the woman's plump figure, and watched the girl sitting on the futon with her legs together and well-proportioned.

The exaggerated curve made them quickly look back, put their hands together, and recite the Buddha's name.

But even if he closes his eyes, the woman's exaggerated figure and face are still in his mind.

"The donor is a guest, the donor should be invited first."

Fozi stretched out his hand and said politely, his eyes were calm.

"In that case, I will ask the poor Taoist first." The woman glanced at the young monks standing around the hall with their eyes closed from the corner of her eye, and said with a smile.

"The Buddha said that the mind is clear in the empty space, but why do the monks close their eyes tightly when they see the poor?"

The words of Wangdie spread in the hall

Wangdie's words fell, and the debate between Buddhism and Taoism kicked off.

This debate lasted for three days, with a total of eleven questions in three days.

Three days later, in the hall.

The Buddha's eyes were already blank, and the hand holding the rosary was trembling.

Wang Die got up with a smile, said goodbye and left, and walked out of the hall.

"Where is the next place to argue?"

Outside the Buddhist temple, Wangdie asked about his junior sisters.

"Back to the saint, the next continent is Qianxuezhou, and the next continent is Qianlingzhou, the Holy Land of Qianling."

[Push a book by a big boss friend "Senior sister, shut up! ", Author: Honey Juice Ji.

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