Fragrance Returned

Seeing Hong finish a handful of glutinous rice dates, Ding Xiang asked Ling'er to take out a snowball glutinous rice date from the food box and stuff it into Hong Yi's mouth.

This one was sweeter and more fragrant, and Hongyi squinted his eyes.

Ding Xiang asked, How old is the little master?

The young monk Nuo Nuo said, This poor monk is only two months away from turning five.

I am three months shy of turning eight, and I am three years older than you. I will also cook a lot of delicious vegetarian food, and I will bring it to you next time.

The little monk pursed his lips in joy and had two small dimples. The poor monk doesn't live here, he lives in Puguang Temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

When I go to the capital from now on, I will go to Puguang Temple to see you.

The young monk stood down, looked at Lilac and said, Donor woman, please don't break your promise. The poor monk is looking forward to it.

His eyes were clear and full of expectation. Only then did Ding Xiang realize that the whites of his eyes were yellowish and dark, and his face was so pale that it looked blue, which was different from normal people.

If you become a monk at such a young age, you should still be a disciple of Master Mingyuan. Your family background will not be low. The body is abnormal, maybe there is something hidden.

Ding Xiang promised, I swear, I will definitely visit you. However, I may not be able to go in the next two years, but it should be fine in two or three years.

The little monk nodded, No matter how long it takes, the poor monk will wait. The poor monk has grown so big, and only Donor Ding has said to come and see the poor monk...

His eyes were full of loneliness, and he murmured to introduce himself, The poor monk has one master, twelve senior brothers, twenty-six senior uncles, and many senior nephews.

However, they rarely smile. Apart from giving lectures and lectures, they rarely talk to the poor monk. There are more nephews and grandsons, so they dare not talk to the poor monk. Some people also secretly laugh at the poor monk, thinking that the poor monk is stupid and wears a belt. Slower than them...

The sound grew weaker and weaker.

The temple is also a small world, and the young monk has so many worries. When I first met myself, I told myself that I really couldn’t find anyone to talk to.

Of course, it's also one thing that she looks kind and reassuring.

Ding Xiang's heart was so soft.

She pointed at Ding Zhuang, I like to talk. Grandpa said I'm a talkative. Don't bother me when the time comes. He is my grandpa, and I have my father, mother, and three brothers. They will all like you.

The young monk laughed again, The poor monk also likes to talk.

As they talked, they walked through several moon doors and walked through several verandas.

Ding Xiang turned around inadvertently and saw Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai in the distance. They seemed to be visiting a garden.

After passing through a peach forest, I saw a Zen monastery in the distance. There were several men in rich clothes standing outside the door, but they were blocked by a young monk saying something.

The little monk led Ding Xiang and others around the yard to the back. A small door opened in the backyard wall, but it was closed tightly.

He said to Ding Zhuang and others, Old donor and female donor, please wait in that pavilion. The poor monk said that only donor Ding was there.

Ding Zhuang looked back at Zhu Zhan and Qin Hai, who were following him from a distance. Seeing them nodding slightly, he had no choice but to nod at Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang took the food box from Ling'er's hand.

The little monk patted the small door and it opened.

Ding Xiang followed the young monk into the small courtyard and then walked around to the front of the Zen room.

There are green bamboos and red flowers in the yard, a stream and a few rockery rocks. There is a small pavilion with a thatched roof on the left, which is very quiet.

The little monk opened the door of the Zen room and led Ding Xiang in.

There was a pleasant smell of sandalwood floating in the meditation room. In the innermost part is a high table with a three-inch-high jade Buddha enshrined on it, and an incense burner and fruit offerings below.

There is an Arhat bed on the side, and the old monk who is giving lectures is sitting cross-legged.

Master Mingyuan opened his eyes and smiled, Amitabha, Lao Na has been waiting for the little donor for two days.

Ding Xiang put the food box on the small table and bowed to the old monk, Ding Xiang, a believer, pays homage to the master.

Master Mingyuan said to the young monk, Go outside and meditate.

As soon as he entered the room, the little monk's little face became extremely serious and no longer cute as before.

He bowed to the old monk and walked outside, closing the door thoughtfully.

Master Mingyuan opened the food box, took out a glutinous rice date and a snowball glutinous rice date to eat, clapped his hands and said with a smile, The little donor is not old, but he knows how to deal with the world. In the future, take more of these soft dates, old man Ya. It’s not good, it’s so hard that it bites your teeth. It’s best to make more vegetarian dishes, Lao Nesu likes delicious food.”

Lilac replied, Okay.

The old monk said again, Little donor, please sit down.

Ding Xiang jumped up on the big chair and sat down, looking at him with infinite reverence. He invited me here, so of course I had to listen to his purpose first.

The old monk smiled with compassion in his eyes. The little benefactor's face is full of good fortune. His bones are clear and strange. This is an extremely prosperous appearance. You won't see it in a hundred years.

He gave Ding Xiang his life, and what he said was more mysterious than Ding Chi. Ding Chi said that she was once in a hundred years, while the old monk said that she was once in a hundred years.

Then you are waiting for a thousand years?

Ding Xiang immediately climbed up the pole, According to the master's words, my ending will definitely be good, and my family and my grievances will be redressed?

Not only the Dong family, but also herself.

The old monk took another glutinous rice date and put it into his mouth and said with a smile, Lao Na didn't say that.

After finishing the dates in his mouth and rubbing his nose, his expression became solemn again, The little benefactor is indeed blessed by God. He was able to go to that blessed place and bring rare things here. The people of Dali can be saved. Yes. Amitabha!

The old monk took off the rosary beads from his wrist and chanted the sutra in a low voice.

He is really an eminent monk. Even when he went to Chicken Head Peak, he smelled the smell of snake slough. His other meaning is that if he had not gone there, the people of Dali would have suffered?

The people suffered, either from famine or war. If the Su family succeeds and Gao Feng becomes emperor, will there be a big war in Dali?

The old monk was reciting sutras at this time. I don't know if he was rejoicing for the people of Dali or for something else.

Ding Xianggu looked at him with big eyes.

After half a quarter of an hour, Master Mingyuan stopped chanting and opened his eyes full of wisdom.

He smiled again and said, The female donor is not only blessed with great blessings, but also extremely intelligent. There are two most precious medicinal materials in the world, one is the purple dragon slough, and the other is the aquamarine pearl.

The purple dragon shed should refer to the purple snake shed in her hand.

The sea blue beads reminded Lilac of Huang Taiji, and of course she knew that this bead was not that bead.

Surprisingly, purple gourd is not included.

Lilac was a little disappointed.

The old monk added, It is said that a purple dragon appeared in the world eight hundred years ago in the Great Feng Dynasty, and a purple dragon appeared in the world two hundred years ago in the Yuan Dynasty. Master Lao Na received a little purple dragon from Emperor Chu Emperor's father because he saved people. Long Sheo, in order to repay the favor, revealed the secret and made a big mistake.

The sea blue pearl has not appeared in China. I heard that one appeared in Tianzhu three hundred years ago. It is unknown whether it appeared in other places. The female donor's purple dragon shed is not only a blessing for the female donor, but also a blessing for the people of Dali. . This thing must be kept secret. If word spreads, the female donor and her family will be in danger.

Ding Xiang was ecstatic that she actually had rare medicinal materials that only appeared once in hundreds of years.

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