Happy peasant girl

Chapter 174
Things that Lin Qingxi couldn't even figure out, Jasmine and Qiangwei couldn't figure out even more. In short, they didn't like that Lord Guolun. If they knew martial arts, they really wanted to kick him twice to relieve their hatred. He and his people bullied Lin Qingxi.

The ebony was snatched away by Lord Guolun, and Lord Ning's good mood today was all ruined. Even if he had 10 taels of gold, it didn't matter, his Shenmu was gone.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't go on with this competition. Anyway, there was still a quarter of an hour, and there would be no strange fragrance, so he said to Master Kong Chen and the others with some disappointment: "Three masters, look at this strange fragrance." There will be no more, and I will tell the three masters when I find the strange fragrance in the future."

"My lord, the time has not yet come, there is still the last quarter of an hour!" The three masters became more calm and sat firmly on the square platform.

Prince Ning is a person who respects the Buddha, and the people of Wu country also believe in and respect monks very much, so they all waited, and the original noisy talking and discussion gradually became quieter, as if the three masters on the stage were silent They felt a long-lost sense of sanctity, and everyone fell silent.

As a result, a very strange scene appeared on the street in the east of the imperial city where the Wanxiang Pavilion was located, and everyone fell silent in a tacit understanding.

This kind of scene reminded Lin Qingxi of a joke he heard before, saying that a person kept looking up to the sky, and people passing by him thought it was strange, so they also raised their heads to look up into the sky. Look up to the sky, although everyone doesn't know what to look at.

Just as the time for the Douxiang competition was about to end, a somewhat confused little monk, about seven or eight years old, suddenly came from the crowd, holding a long wooden box in his hand.

Almost at the same moment, the three masters all saw this kind-hearted, cute and silly little novice monk, and chanted in unison: "Amitabha!".

The little novice also looked up and saw the three masters in cassocks on the stage, with a cheerful smile on his face, then picked up the box in his hand and wanted to run towards the stage, but it was too crowded, and he seemed a little distressed.

At this time, Master Kongchen rose into the air, stepped on the head and arrived in front of the little novice, and then picked him up and carried him towards the Sifangtai to perform lightness kung fu. It took only a moment to come and go, but everyone was dumbfounded. Martial arts are profound.

The little novice came to the stage in a blink of an eye, his little mouth was slightly opened in surprise.

"Little monk, which temple do you belong to?" The incense fighting competition was over, and suddenly a young monk appeared on the stage. Prince Ning looked at him and asked strangely.

"This benefactor, I am Unknown from Anning Temple. Today I was sleeping peacefully under a tree in the temple. Suddenly I woke up and stood on the street. A benefactor gave Unknown a wooden box and asked Unknown to take it to the stage. There is also a letter Letter." The little monk held the wooden box in one hand and took out the letter from his bosom with the other, but he didn't know who to give it to.

It was written on the letter that Prince Ning had personally signed it, so Lord Ning took the letter, opened it and looked at it on the spot, and found that there was a poem written on it, and there were a few lines of small characters below the poem.

He read out casually: "There is a high mountain in the northwest, and the cloud is Manjusri Terrace. On the Mingyue Pool on the platform, a thousand-leaved golden lotus blooms. The flowers and flowers bloom in harmony, and the leaves and leaves are planted with the same root. With the same heart, I was given the nine-child hairpin. The emerald jade chariot was carved, and the red-painted agarwood house was installed. The glass screen was protected and stood on the aragonite steps. I am afraid that the wind will go away, and I will return to Penglai. The thing in the box is ten thousand years of agarwood. The Buddhist beads made are amazing and fragrant, priceless treasures, and one hundred thousand gold will break the ties of the world and return to Buddhism."

"Wannian Chenxiang? What is that?" The crowd in the audience started to commotion again, and the few people on the stage didn't seem to be any better.

At the end of the game, such an unexpected "episode" suddenly appeared, and everyone thought it was incredible.

I don't know that the little monk doesn't know what treasure he is holding in his arms, but the three masters and Lord Ning look at him differently.

"Amitabha, I don't know, quickly open the wooden box!" Master Yideng clasped his hands together, determined in his heart, the abbot was right, at noon today the Buddhist treasure finally appeared.

Master Kong Chen and Master Wuhui also clasped their hands together and chanted "Amitabha", and everyone in the audience began to look forward to what was in the box.

Unknowingly, he opened the box. The contents of the box seemed to be placed in a very tight small cloth bag. He opened the bag again with great effort, and then a strange fragrance of tranquility began to waft in the air. Most importantly, I don't know that what I took out from the cloth bag was really a string of Buddhist beads.

At this moment, another little novice ran to the stage in a panic and shouted to I don't know, "I don't know, I don't know, a benefactor said that ten thousand years of agarwood is as moist as jade, firm as gold, and fragrant as honey. When water sinks to the bottom, it can wash away the seven emotions and six desires in the world."

"No wonder this string of Buddhist beads is so heavy, I don't understand, I don't understand, why are you here?" Looking at the little novice from the same temple, he asked with a smile.

"I don't know how to appear here?" He said in a daze, not understanding.

Lin Qingxi couldn't help laughing upstairs, where did Bai Hua and Bai Yang find these two cute little monks, of course they don't know how they got here, because it was Bai Hua and Bai Yang who tapped their acupuncture points and put them I brought it here.

"Amitabha, there is Buddha's Purifying Water in Longhuang Temple, which can wash away the dust of this string of Buddhist beads. I don't know, bring the beads quickly." Master Yideng didn't pay attention to the way of a gentleman at this time. This string of Buddhist treasures, he must Please go back to Longhuang Temple.

"Amitabha, Long En Temple has long been ready to welcome the Buddhist treasure, I don't know, bring the Buddhist beads." Master Wuhui didn't intend to give in.

Master Kong Chen also wanted to fight, but he remembered that when he came, the eminent monk in the temple told him that this time the treasure of Buddhism appeared, just let it happen, and return to our sect. Fortunately, it is normal if it does not return.That being the case, he should treat it with a normal heart.

"Wait, two masters, it can be written on it that one hundred thousand gold will be used to break the mortal relationship and return to the Buddhist gate. Buddhism, so this ten-thousand-year agarwood should belong to me." Prince Ning felt strange at the beginning, how could he attract three eminent monks to cheer for his incense fighting competition, it turned out that they had other plans, no wonder even the god tree ebony Can't catch their eyes, it seems that this ten thousand year aloe is their goal.

He still doesn't know what agarwood is, and he doesn't want to find out today. Since the three world-recognized eminent monks are "eyeing" on this string of Buddhist beads, he can't let it go, especially the fragrance of agarwood. As soon as I smell it, I feel comfortable, and the irritability disappears. It can be seen that it is really a rare treasure.

Although Longhuang Temple and Long'en Temple are both royal temples, it is not a small amount to take out 10 taels of gold all at once. Could it be that this Buddhist treasure will fall into the hands of a common man like Prince Ning?
(End of this chapter)