Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 229: Three Days

When Guibugui arrived at Xinjue Temple, Huohua and Guangxiao had already met. His cheap son was sweating profusely standing in the middle of the two, and after seeing the return of the return, Er Lengzi let out a sigh of relief and said to his 'biological father': "Old man, you are finally here, you just left just now. . This red-haired one is here. If I hadn't been here for support, this Xinjue Temple would have been completely demolished."

After looking at his cheap son in disbelief, Gui Bugui said, "What have you done, silly son, can you survive until now?"

"I just didn't do anything!" Bai Wuqiu replied seriously: "Old guy, what do you expect from me? It's not your son, I'm boasting. At that time, half of the Shousun City will be gone. I will set fire to fire in this life, and will not persuade me to fight! You can say this, old man, when you go out, you lend your brain to Xiao Ren San, and forget to take it back?"

I know I can't reason with this idiot. This silly boy has been a monk for a few days, why is his speech more and more like that white-haired one...;...;

When the volcano entered the Xinjue Temple, Guangxiao was giving an evening lesson to the monks. Just when he was talking about the reincarnation of the six paths in the Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Law, the abbot of the Xinjue Temple suddenly changed color on his face. He asked the monks to stay in the Buddhist temple and not come out without permission. Guangxiao himself walked out of the Buddhist hall and saw the volcano that he had just entered in the courtyard.

At this time, Bai Wuqiu was sleeping soundly in the corner, but the moment Guangxiao pulled the door out of the Buddhist hall. The monster actually opened its eyes. He followed Hiroko into the courtyard and saw the volcano that had just entered.

After seeing the volcano, Guangxiao did not speak. Both of them looked at each other with the same expression, and neither of them said a word first. Originally, Bai Wuqiu just looked at it from a distance, but this idiot actually stood in the middle of the two people. It's really good luck that it can survive until now.

"It's really rare to see the two of you at the same time." When Gui Bugui spoke, the hand hidden in his sleeve tested the remaining spells in the gold deposit. After feeling that there was not much left, the old guy smiled as if nothing, and poured the magic inside into his body.

The magic has entered the body, and it has a little confidence to return or not. At the moment, I was about to say something to the two former uncles and nephews. Unexpectedly, the red-haired volcano suddenly said, "I'm used to seeing Mr. Hiroyuki's appearance as an alchemist. At first glance, I don't have any hair now. I'm really not used to it."

"My nephew back then became the current Dafang Master. I'm not used to this." Guang Xiao smiled and continued, "But I don't know that Dafang Master came to this small Xinjue Temple this time. What are you doing? Didn't you want to listen to the monk's explanation of Buddhist scriptures?"

Volcano now seems to be a different person, after a moment of silence. He opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Guangxiao doesn't need to be called by the master, just treat the volcano as a passerby. The volcano passed through Shouchun City, and the money he carried with him has been spent, and he can't afford to stay in the inn. When I think of it, Mr. Guangxiao is the first to think. The abbot of the temple wants to stay in the precious treasure temple for three days. After three days, the volcano will leave on its own. I heard that the Buddha’s door has been dug out, and the Buddha’s has been dug out. I don’t know if it’s inconvenient for Mr. Guangxiao?”

"Master Dafang's tangled flowers, do you want to stay in the monk's small temple?" Hearing Huohua's words, Guangxiao himself felt ridiculous. He turned his head and glanced at the return, and said to the old guy: "Donor. You and Master Dafang once had a friendship. Master Dafang lives in Shouchun City, do you know if Master Dafang is going to rest in the mansion?"

"I don't care about your uncle and nephew, the old man." After he smiled, he continued to say to Guangxiao: "Monk, you also know that we are still eating in Master Peng's mansion, my old man You have a thin skin, why would you be so embarrassed to eat your own meals? You even take your friends to eat and drink for free?"

Speaking of this, the old guy suddenly said to the cheap son who was still smirking: "Silly boy, your father, I have been dreaming about your dead mother these days. She gave me a dream for the old man, and said it below. After being instructed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I want you to go home and recite the scriptures for her for three days. Elderly, I am here to give you a leave of absence. What, great monk, you can't take the face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Don't you give it?"

"It's rare that you know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as a benefactor." Guangxiao smiled strangely, and then continued: "Since it is the decree of the Bodhisattva, Guangxiao naturally does not dare to disrespect. Go back, son, Bai Wuqiu's filial piety is commendable. It is too short to read the scriptures for only three days for the deceased mother. In this way, I will give Bai Wuqiu a 100-day vacation, and I will not be in a hurry to come back after 100 days...;...;"

This idiot tortured Guang Xiao for so long. The abbot of Xinjue Temple has long spoken of suffering. Now that I heard Bai Wu asked to leave for a few days, I was relieved at the moment. Although it was only for a few days, I could still let myself be quiet for a while.

I didn't expect that Bai Wuqiu was still reluctant to part with Guangxiao here, Er Lengzi glanced at his 'biological father' and said, "Old guy. Why didn't Laozi's mother entrust her to me directly? You, why are you so troublesome? Besides, I have accompanied the old master, Monk Guangxiao, every day for half a year, either eating or sleeping. He will memorize a fart scripture. Otherwise, I will continue to stay in the temple. There are many monks in the temple, I let them Let's recite the sutras to the old lady together. If the old lady has anything else, you can ask her to directly entrust the dream to the old man...;...;"

"You'd better go back first, and tell your mother directly at night." Gui Bugui grabbed his cheap son's arm and pulled it out of the temple gate.

After watching the father and son leave, Huoshan imitated his master and smiled, and then said to Guangxiao: "Their father and son have already left, so what do you think, monk, about the volcano's accommodation? If it's inconvenient, please let me know. It's okay for the volcano to stay in front of the temple for a few days."

"Master Dafang is becoming more and more like your master. I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know what happened to Master Dafang." Guangxiao smiled and turned back to the Buddhist hall behind him and shouted out a few words. Monk, let them clean out the wing next to his abbot's meditation room, and invite Master Dafang to stay there temporarily.

Volcano was also welcome, and followed the little monk to the wing. Looking at the back of this great master, Guangxiao's eyes squinted. At this time, the volcano came to his temple alone, and he couldn't see what he wanted to do.

From this weather onwards, Guangxiao has a feeling of being reborn after a catastrophe, without the personal harassment of Hundred and Wanted. Although he has been mentioning the mountain, the red-haired man has never come out since he entered the wing. If it wasn't for the fact that he could still feel his breath staying inside, Guangxiao would have the illusion that the volcano was leaving or died in his Xinjue Temple.

After two days in a row, there was no change in the volcano's wing. On the third morning, Guangxiao watched the volcano without a word and left his Xinjue Temple. There was a sudden neighing sound outside the temple, and shortly afterward, the little monk who answered the door brought officials from the nearby inn into Guangxiao's meditation room.

Without waiting for Guang Xiao to give the salute, the official of the inn first gave a big salute to the abbot of Xinjue Temple. Afterwards, he took out the 300-mile urgent official document in his arms and handed it to Guangxiao. The official said with a smile: "Xiaguan is here to announce the good news to the master, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, your old teacher, Lord Kasyapa, today. In the evening, I will return to Xinjue Temple to visit Master. Master, you are the high foot of Lord Kasyapa, and you will surely become a Buddha in the future after receiving the teachings of Lord Buddha...;...;"

When the officials spoke, Guangxiao had already opened the bamboo slips in his hands. What was written above was the same as what the officials said, and there was an official letter from a distant post station on it. It was clearly written that Kasyamo, the abbot of White Horse Temple, would return to Shouchun City before tonight, and ordered the officers and soldiers guarding the city not to close the door.

When he saw this, Guang Xiao had no time to pay attention to the officials who were still announcing the good news. The monk turned around, looked at the wing where the volcano had never come out, and said to himself: "I haven't seen you for a few years, it's a bit of a grand master's strategy...;...;"