Lanke Chess Edge

When the fog first appeared, some senior monks in Daliang Temple felt that the fog was too strange, but neither their spiritual sense nor some arrangement methods in the temple responded.

This makes this fog seem to be a natural normal fog, and this fog is not only found in Daliang Temple, but also in the surrounding area of ​​Qiufu City.

But then some eminent monks saw the vision in the fog, but at the same time they were shocked, they immediately found that the pilgrims inside and outside the temple were still very orderly, and there was no abnormal feeling.

Moreover, the visions born in the fog seemed to be just visions, and there was no dizzying feeling, which made several eminent monks in Daliang Temple slightly relieved, and after thinking about it, they did not plan to close the temple.

The people who were most affected were actually three monks who were sitting under the tree in meditation, but these three people were now in a special position under the tree, and they were in meditation, and they couldn't help themselves.

The three of them fell into the illusion of meditation, as if they were at the original Dao discussion site again, and they would not be able to get rid of it for a while, but in truth, this is definitely not a bad thing. .

About a quarter of an hour after the fog appeared, the abbot of Daliang Temple and another old monk hurried to the forbidden area in the temple.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Huitong and two other monks still sitting in meditation under the tree, and occasionally the three of them would frown or sweat.

"Abbot, do you want to wake them up?"

The abbot of Daliang Temple waved his hand and said to the monk next to him.

"Don't wake them up. It's not necessarily a bad thing for them. At this moment, there are many illusions. It's too late for me to try to enter samadhi. It's good for them to get this chance!"

These two monks just looked at the three people who had entered the meditation, and silently protected their Dharma at the edge of the yard. Staying in the core area for a long time, this time it was a feast for the eyes.

This fog started to appear in the morning, turning the originally sunny day in Tongqiu City into a cloudy day, and then it didn't dissipate until nightfall, instead it became more and more dense.

Perhaps because of the weakening of the power of the sun at night, or because of the thicker fog at night, the monks of Daliang Temple obviously felt that the visions at night were more mysterious, and even some monks fell into the illusion and could not extricate themselves. Pilgrims, otherwise there will be chaos for a while.

Early the next morning, the old monk who was in charge of ringing the bell woke up.

"My King Foming! The fog hasn't cleared yet?"

Although he was surprised, the bell still had to be struck. After a while, the bell of the temple bell rang as usual.

"When... when... when..."

Many monks heard the sound, but when they got outside, they found that the fog had not disappeared. Fortunately, as the sky brightened, the fog became thinner, but it still persisted all day.

On the seventh day, the abbot of Daliang Temple and a few other monks hurriedly entered the forbidden area, and spent their spiritual energy behind Huitong and the other two monks in meditation respectively, so that the three of them were sobered up. This was the time to hear, If it's too late, the body can't hold up easily.

Huitong shook his head to wake up, rubbed his temples, feeling sour and heavy, opened his eyes and looked around, as expected, he saw that the situation was special.

"Master Abbot, what is the reason for this fog?"

Like several other monks, the old abbot handed Huitong a bowl of warm water and shook his head.

"I don't know either. About seven days ago, this fog suddenly appeared in the morning and filled the surrounding area of ​​Tongqiu Palace. It has not dissipated until today."

Huitong drank the water, stood up, then turned to look at the big tree behind.

"I'm afraid there is an expert doing it!"

"Well, Lao Na thinks so too, but his moral conduct is much deeper than Lao Na, Lao Na can't see it, Huitong, can you detect anything?"

Monk Huitong has been using the Fa to his eyes since he woke up, trying to see if he could see what's behind the fog, but no matter how much he investigates, it seems that the fog is still an ordinary fog.

"No, I can't see through it either."

Even the monk Huitong couldn't see through it, so basically no one could see through the Daliang Temple. Master Abbot died temporarily and wanted to find out, so he could only comfort the monks.

"Anyway, this fog seems to be beneficial and harmless at present, and it does not harm pilgrims. Some pilgrims also seem to have seen some visions, but they are not frightened or too noisy, and they also have some reputation for my Daliang Temple. benefit."

Daliang Temple is a WTO monastery. It needs incense from the people, and a certain amount of popularity. It also needs some generous benefactors who are charitable and charitable to donate money. The gold inlaid on the statues of many Mingwang Halls in the monastery is not shallow, it is all money.

"Let's go, you guys go to eat first. If there is really something bad for my temple and all the pilgrims, there will be a warning on the statue of King Ming in the Hall of King Ming of Foyin."

"That's right, if this fog is really artificial, can that person still match the Buddhadharma of my King Foming?"

"It makes sense!" "Yeah!"

"Excellent, Great Ming King Buddha!"

Several monks left the forbidden area together, but no one found the old dragon still standing under the tree.

At this moment, the old dragon looked at the sky in a trance, sometimes doubtful and indifferent, and sometimes smiling.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that one of the parties is limited by the Dharma, and it's a pity that I was not around at the time, but even if it's just a glimpse, it's still a good mood!"

……

The foggy scenery during the New Year period in Tongqiufu City lasted for half a month. On the 19th day of the first lunar month, after the morning bell of Daliang Temple rang, a group of monks, including Huitong and the abbot of Daliang Temple, were having breakfast in the dining hall.

suddenly.

"Aung roar——"

A strange sound that was clear and distant but not particularly loud resounded within the monastery, causing many monks to be stunned for a moment, and then searched for each other for the source of the sound.

After the sound lasted for about two or three breaths, it gradually faded away with a faint echo, and when it disappeared completely, there seemed to be a sensory lingering lingering in the ears of everyone.

"What was the sound just now?" "I don't know."

"What does it sound like chanting?"

"It's not like it!"

"Is it in the temple?"

"No, it feels like it's outside, and it doesn't sound like an animal."

On the side, the monks whispered, and the old abbot was holding the day in his hand, with pickles on his chopsticks, and turned to look at the monk Huitong who suddenly showed a sudden expression.

"Hui Tong, do you know the source of this sound and why?"

Monk Huitong put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said to the abbot.

"The poor monk has heard a similar sound, this sound must be a kind of dragon roar!"

"so……"

"That's right, the poor monk thought that the reason why the fog appeared in the past half month must be the owner of the voice just now. It seems that he has gained something and has already left. I guess the fog will dissipate soon!"

As he spoke, Huitong stood up and folded his hands in the direction of the forbidden area and performed a slight Buddha salute.

Sure enough, the day was clear, the sun shone, and the fog inside and outside Tongqiufu City gradually melted away.

Lao Long watched it for so long, not only was it enjoyable to watch, but also found some points that the two sides could not discuss in the process of discussing the Tao with the old monk Foyin, but he had some scrutiny this time. , This way, the old dragon is in a better mood.

'Hey, next time you see Ji Yuan, you can talk to him, it's a bystander! ’

……

Daejeong, Gyeonggi Prefecture.

The palace has resumed its early days. Yin Zhaoxian and Yin Qing have to go to the palace every day to handle government affairs. Although Hu Yun wanted to sneak in to see it, he couldn't follow Yin Qing to the palace because of a word from Ji Yuan.

After all, I didn't go to the school back then, the nature is different, and Dazhen is at the juncture of prosperity. The royal family has the crape myrtle to protect me. Hu Yun, a monster entering the palace, may rush to the crape myrtle, or it will be a little small. Accident.

It is related to the Yin family's official career and the governance of the world. Ji Yuan said this, now Hu Yun can also distinguish the importance of it, and it is not about Yin Qing anymore, but is focused on tinkering with the mask.

This afternoon, Ji Yuan was playing chess with herself on a chessboard in the guest house when she suddenly heard a scream.

"Ahahaha! I finally got it!"

Needless to say, this is Hu Yun's voice~www.NovelMTL.com~ Thanks to Yin Zhaoxian's instructions, there is only one Chen Ayuan in several guest houses here. Scared people, and even led people to find a fox in the house.

"Hahahaha... Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, look at what I made, this mask!"

Hu Yun held the mask with his two front paws, and ran on tiptoe with his two hind paws. He flew all the way to Ji Yuan's side. Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing at this scene.

"Mr. Ji, look at what I did, I did it alone, it's amazing!"

Ji Yuan took Hu Yun and handed him a fiery red fox mask. Compared with the new one he bought before, it looked more slender and more like a fox face, with two holes in the eyes. Almost anywhere can scare others.

"Well, yes, what does this mask do?"

Hu Yun immediately said in a flirtatious manner when he handed over the words because of his intentions.

"Hehe, this mask of mine is amazing, there are some shadows of my magical powers, as long as you wear it, you can imitate another person with the imagination you know in your heart, and you can also use it to deceive ordinary people's sight, if you really count, It can be compared to a way of change!”

Ji Yuan turned the mask up and down and nodded.

"Well, yes, many foxes are good at the way of magic, but yours is very agile, very good, it's a good thing!"

This mask can't help but remind Ji Yuan of a painted skin in his hand. Of course, Hu Yun's one is not as fine as that painting skin, and its concealment ability is not so strong, but its functionality is not bad.

At least from Ji Yuan's point of view, Hu Yun really made a good baby, maybe even the fox didn't realize it.