The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1144
"Are you a lay disciple of Qixia Temple?"

Li Futu really didn't expect that the girl who met by chance last night actually had such a 'prominent' identity.

"Yeah, what kind of eyes do you have, can I still lie to you?"

Although her skin is tender, her skin is white and her appearance is beautiful, she obviously came from a wealthy family, but Tao Yaoyao climbed the steep Qixia Mountain without crying out that she was tired. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, panting slightly short of breath: "Tell you, I am not only The lay disciples of Qixia Temple, and my master, are not ordinary people."

"Oh? Is it the big class or the small class?"

Li Futu laughed and hid the vicissitudes in his eyes well.

"you……"

Tao Yaoyao stared, "I advise you to be more respectful, or believe it or not, I will make you unable to enter the mountain gate later, and let you make a trip for nothing!"

"so smart?"

Li Futu raised his eyebrows, and asked very cooperatively: "Miss Tao, who is your master? Which eminent monk in the temple? Can you introduce me later?"

Although the monks are outsiders, some virtuous and respected masters are not just met by ordinary people. Some eminent monks, even some rich and powerful people want to meet, they have to make an appointment in advance.

"It's not impossible to introduce you, but it depends on your performance."

Miss Tao Yaoyao is very stylish, and she began to put on airs logically.

"Uncle, my shoulders are a little tired, help me carry this bag."

Looking at the Chanel bag handed over, Li Futu's eyelids twitched, dumbfounded.

It took nearly half an hour before a pair of men and women who met by chance crossed the mountain gate of Qixia Temple. Although it was still early, there were already an endless stream of pilgrims who came to worship the Buddha.

"Master, I came here once last year. You can see that my love life is bumpy. You are indeed right."

Under a hundred-year-old locust tree, a man about 30 years old is asking a monk in cassock for advice: "Dare to ask the master, how can I meet a suitable person?"

His tone was low, his spirits were listless, and he was mostly troubled by love.

In a thousand-year-old temple like Qixia Temple, against this background, this monk looks far more professional than the lottery monk Li Futu bought at the temple fair in the East China Sea. He folded his hands together and slowly Said: "Learn to meet a better self first."

The man asked, "And then?"

"When you become a better self, in a different time and space, there must be another person working hard."

The master said: "You are walking a similar trajectory. You met by chance at a certain intersection in your life, and then you met your opponent, looked at each other with a smile, and walked hand in hand..."

The man was dazed for a moment, as if imagining the beautiful scene, and then bent deeply towards the monk.

"Thank you, master, for the explanation."

The monk clasped his hands together in return.

"Amitabha."

"Uncle Xuande."

Tao Yaoyao gave a tender cry, and ran over with a smile.

Uncle?

It seems that this little girl is really not lying.

Li Futu, who was still carrying the opponent's bag, could only keep up.

"Uncle Xuande, you are here every day to unravel people who are trapped by various troubles and tell them stories, aren't you tired?"

Tao Yaoyao asked with a smile.

"It is the duty of us Buddhists to relieve the sorrows of the world and overcome disasters. How can we be tired?"

Monk Xuande looked at the slim Tao Yaoyao, with a kind face and kind eyes.

"Then Master Xuande, if you choose, do you want to live in the story or in reality?"

Tao Yaoyao tilted her head and asked.

"It should be in the story."

Monk Xuande replied, at this time, Li Futu also came over, he clasped his hands together, and nodded to Li Futu with a smile, Li Futu also nodded and smiled back.

"Oh? Why?"

Tao Yaoyao looked at Monk Xuande and asked.

"Because no matter how absurd the story is, it is carried out under a certain logic, but reality often has no logic at all."

Monk Xuande said: "Whether the story is happy or sad, there will always be an ending, but in reality, there are only unexpected joys, anger, sorrows and joys, and aimless life practice."

"Uncle Xuande, you want to escape from reality yourself, and you always explain to others, tell me, are you lying?"

Tao Yaoyao smiled brightly.

"You girl."

Monk Xuande also laughed, without further arguing, he looked at Li Futu.

"Oh, uncle, this is my friend."

Only then did Tao Yaoyao remember to introduce, but she didn't know Li Futu's name at all, so she could only explain vaguely.

"Hello, Master."

Li Futu greeted him very politely.

Monk Xuande clasped his hands together and nodded with a smile, and then said to Tao Yaoyao: "Your master should be presiding over the morning eulogy in the Daxiong Palace now, go quickly, he probably won't be here at the party."

"Then I'll go see my master first, see you uncle."

Tao Yaoyao turned around and walked towards the Daxiong Palace.

Li Futu also followed in her footsteps.

Monk Xuande watched their backs, and slowly closed his eyes: "Amitabha."

"Now you must believe it, don't you?"

Tao Yaoyao turned her head and said.

Li Futu's face remained unchanged.

"Believe in what?"

"Tell you, my master is the abbot of Qixia Temple, Master Xuanwei!"

Tao Yaoyao raised her voice subconsciously, and her face raised slightly unconsciously, with a proud look.

Master Xuanwei, the contemporary abbot of Qixia Temple, has a pivotal position in the Buddhism of Longguo, and is the figure that many high-ranking officials strive to visit.

But what surprised her was that the guy next to her didn't show any surprise when he heard such important news.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

She wondered if there were too many people around and it was too noisy, so the other party didn't hear it.

Li Futu seemed to be belatedly aware, reacted a little too late, glanced at her, and then smiled, "I didn't expect you to be the presiding disciple, it's really disrespectful."

"you……"

The other party's calm appearance made Miss Tao Yaoyao feel a little frustrated for no reason, she gritted her teeth, turned her head, and stopped talking to Li Futu.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed as such. Sariputra is the empty phase of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing. It is an empty law, neither the past nor the future. It's not the present, that's why there is no color in the air..."

As soon as you enter the majestic Daxiong Palace, you can hear the majestic and mighty chanting sound, which contains the power to shake people's hearts.

The scene is magnificent.

The Buddha crosses all living beings.

Tao Yaoyao stood at the door and waited until the morning chant was finished before walking towards the front of the main hall.

"Master."

There was a monk standing there, the rest of the monks were sitting, only he was standing, and he was wearing a cassock, which was extraordinarily gorgeous and eye-catching.

"Peach girl?"

The monk followed his reputation, his eyes showed surprise, and soon he saw Li Futu who followed Tao Yaoyao step by step.

His eyes fluctuated along with his complexion, then he lowered his eyes slightly, folded his hands together, and silently recited a Buddha's mantra.

(End of this chapter)