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Changes often occur in one moment. Even Xiao Buyi probably did not expect that the quarrel between the vendors evolved to the apology of the monks now.

The monk was very apologized and rushed to help Xiao Buyi remove the water stains on the front. Xiao Buyi felt a little embarrassed, "Master, don't panic, it's okay."

The master ignored it and resolutely helped Xiao Buyi brush away the water stains on the front. He turned his head and looked at everyone, clasped his hands together and said, "It was the little monk's carelessness just now, so please don't blame the donors."

This is Daming Temple. The monks are very polite. Of course, everyone will not blame them, but they unanimously pointed the finger at the four Japanese people, saying that they did not have eyes when they walked, and they hit the master, and of course they also hit them.

Only then did Xiao Buyi realize that the Japanese in the Great Sui Dynasty had not had a high status, and even people in the market could scold loudly.

The four Japanese people were all blushed and explained that they were unintentional. The tea seller jumped out again to prove that they were right just now. The people also pointed at each other, full of dissatisfaction.

The master was compassionate, but he floated away with two wooden barrels and ignored these worldly affairs. The four Japanese were trapped in the ocean of the people and were almost drowned by the spits.

Xiao Buyi suddenly touched her arms, and her face changed color and said, "Oh no."

His voice was so loud that everyone was frightened by him. He forgot to blame the Japanese. He looked at Xiao Buyi, wondering what he was thinking.

Asu and Zhou Muru asked in unison, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"The picture in my arms is gone, there is still some money." Xiao Buyi frowned.

"Ah?!" Both of them were shocked. The first thing they thought of the treasure map was lost. "When did they disappear?"

"It was just a chaotic moment, and I was still there when I left the temple." Xiao Buyi raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "It must be that monk who stole my money!"

The people were in an uproar and the wind turned sharply.

"What did you say? I will hit you if you believe it or not." Someone explained it to you.

"Don't talk nonsense, you boy, and you have blasphemed the gods and holy monks." Someone moved him with emotion.

"The Daming Temple is full of monks, emptiness is wealth. Wealth is emptiness, how could you steal your money?" Someone said lotus flowers and felt that he was satisfied and contented. He looked around and wanted to hear others say high opinions, but he didn't care what Xiao Buyi had lost.

For a moment, the accusations and spitting were flying everywhere. Everyone seemed to want to arrest Xiao Buyi as a thief. The four Japanese were able to escape. They squeezed out first, but they were not far away, but just looked at them not far away.

Xiao Buyi frowned and said, "I dare not ask everyone, who is the monk from Daming Temple who just passed by?"

Everyone was stunned. They looked at each other and said, "Since this is Daming Temple, it is undoubtedly a monk from Daming Temple."

Xiao Buyi said in surprise: "Just messy and noisy just now, I accidentally lost something important. Maybe I was accused of the monk with a bit of anger. But he might be able to give me some advice on the spot. I also asked this guy I know to take me to find the monk, hey. Brother..."

The brother, without waiting for Xiao Buyi to move forward, had already retreated quickly and disappeared in a flash. Xiao Buyi glanced at him. "Who..."

After a "wow" sound, the people retreated like a tide, and Xiao Buyi was a little helpless and shrugged.

"This young master, that monk should be heading eastward." The people retreated, and a Japanese man dared to step forward.

Xiao Buyi was not in a hurry to chase him, and asked with a smile: "My brother, please ask me about your surname."

The Japanese hesitated, "I am Huiyin."

Xiao Buyi was a little surprised, "I don't know that the master is also a monk."

The man removed his hat and showed his bald head, and said with a smile: "I am a monk from Yamato. He has long admired the culture of the Great Sui Dynasty. He came with his junior brother Guangqi and received the summons from Emperor Baixi. He was moved by the profound culture of your country and respected the customs and humanities of your country. He has been here for several years."

Xiao Buyi was stunned, "Emperor Baixi?"

Huiyin was puzzled when she saw Xiao Buyi and explained: "Emperor Baixi is the title of the emperor of my country to the emperor of your country."

Xiao Buyi was too lazy to ask more questions, "Then thank you for your guidance on the lost."

When Huiyin saw Xiao Buyi's words, she thought he was ridiculed and felt a little ashamed, "I'm afraid that the monk had gone far long ago. Because of our place, the young master lost his property. I am really uneasy."

Xiao Buyi thought to himself that this monk is very conscientious, but you don’t pay me any money, so what’s the use of being uneasy? However, this monk doesn’t look smart and timid, which is rare.

Huiyin saw that Xiao Buyi was not talking much, and mistakenly thought that he was not happy about losing money, so he had to retreat. The four Japanese gathered together, whispered, turned their heads and looked towards the direction of the Suling Tower, showing admiration, but he was wandering. Obviously, the incident just now made them embarrassed, and they wanted to enter the temple, but were afraid of another dispute.

But A Ruin lowered his voice and asked, "Boss, the treasure map is lost, why are you not in a hurry at all?"

The two of them were only Xiao Buyi's leader. Seeing Xiao Buyi's calm look, although they were puzzled, they were not impulsive.

Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "The picture is a picture, but it is not a treasure map."

"But you even lost the money, boss." Zhou Muru said with a little heartache.

"If you don't lose it, you'll lose it, and if you don't lose it, you won't lose it." Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "I lost the money today, and maybe I will come back ten times the time I will go back at night."

The two brothers looked at each other, not understanding what the boss was thinking.

Although Xiao Buyi lost his thing, he was not in a hurry to look for it. He walked forward and gradually there were fewer people. Just as he was thinking about the expression of the fake monk taking the picture back, he only heard a person in his ear muttering: "When there is no delusion, one mind is a Buddha's country. When there is delusion, one mind is a hell..."

Xiao Buyi's heart trembled slightly, stopped, followed the sound and saw two monks sitting under a big tree not far away!

The young monk's skin was dark and shiny, and his eyes were clearly black and white, which was very lively. The older monk's clothes were worn out, one bowl and one robe, and he practiced his head and walked, and sat under the tree and sat on the open ground. Although he was thin and short, Xiao Buyi looked over and only noticed his gentle eyes, but he had the intention of seeing through the worldly suffering. His thin body had indescribable power and could not help but stand there.

**

There are real or false treasure maps, and so are monks.

When the fake monk who splashed water helped Xiao Buyi remove the water stains, he cleverly took the floor in Xiao Buyi's arms and couldn't help but be proud.

The technique is very fast, and it is really light and affectionate to take other people's things under the scheming method. Thinking of Xiao Buyi's generous manner, the fake monk just wants to laugh. Nowadays, good people are not popular. Thieves live happily.

He was the king of the Yangzhou City King of Stealing Kings. Although he didn't know what was in Xiao Buyi's arms, he knew that after taking the things in Xiao Buyi's arms, he could only describe the rewards of the land. He didn't look at what was in the money, but just pinched and weighed the amount and knew that the money was definitely not bad. But although there was a lot of money in the money, he didn't want to open it because there were industry rules. Since he promised others to take things, he had to give it to his customers intact.

The fake monk walked lightly around Daming Temple to the wall behind, which was quite secluded. There were few people, but there was a small river surrounded by a beautiful scenery. One person stood by the water, and two subordinates stood beside him. The fake monk quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Ji, I have taken the things."

When Ji Qiu turned around, he smiled and said, "The number one thief in Yangzhou is indeed worthy of his reputation." He reached out to take the money handed over by the fake monk. He pinched it and looked happy. Although he didn't open it to look at it, he felt that there was indeed a piece of cloth inside.

"Why don't you give me a stolen reward?" Ji Qiu ordered his subordinates on both sides to say.

The fake monk bowed happily and said, "Thank you, Lord."

The two subordinates stepped forward and grabbed his arm from left to right. The fake monk was stunned and said in a daze, "Sir..." Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill under his left and right ribs, and looked down. Seeing that the two daggers had almost no handles, he couldn't help but want to shout. One of the subordinates covered his mouth early and pulled out the dagger and slashed it towards his neck, while the other man hugged the fake monk firmly, making him unable to struggle.

They said that stealing is worse than a fake monk, but if they say that killing people, the fake monk is far inferior to them. The fake monk originally wanted to make a fortune, but he didn't expect that a sudden disaster would occur. When he fell down softly, his eyes were still staring at Ji Qiu, as if he wanted to ask why.

Ji Qiu sighed, "I don't want to kill you either, but this time I can't help but kill you. You should deal with this and leave no traces. This person will not appear again in Yangzhou in the future."

The two men should have the same name, but Ji Qiu got on a small boat waiting by the river, crossed to the other side, walked not far away, and saw a man standing on the mountain with blond hair and burly hair, saying respectfully: "Mr. Wang, Ji Qiu is lucky to have been spared."

The man turned around and it was Wang Shichong. When he saw Ji Qiu's sack on his hand, he couldn't help but feel excited. When he took the bag, he asked, "Have you seen what's inside?"

Ji Qiu was slightly cold and shook his head and said, "Sir, I dare not watch without the instructions of my elders."

"Very good, you're very good." Wang Shichong nodded, quite satisfied, turned the bag back and poured the copper coins and silver beans inside to the ground. Without even a glance, he took out a piece of cloth and looked at it impatiently.

Ji Qiu resisted the urge to see, but looked at Wang Shichong's face. He thought that Lord Wang would be somewhat ecstatic after seeing him. Unexpectedly, Wang Shichong just glanced at him and his face was shocked. Surprise turned into doubt, doubt turned into gloomy, gloomy turned into furiousness. He reached out to throw the cloth on the ground and shouted angrily: "Ji Qiu, you dare to fool me!"

Ji Qiu was shocked and knelt down, saying tremblingly: "Ji Qiu has always been loyal to the adults, why did he say this?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the cloth on the ground. When the breeze blew, the cloth had a map facing him. Ji Qiu looked at it and changed his face.

The paintings on the cloth are delicate and vivid, but Ji Qiu knew at a glance that it was not an imperial edict, just because the characters on the picture were vivid and a man and a woman hugged each other, but they were a vivid and fragrant spring palace picture.

"How could this happen?" Ji Qiu said in a lost voice.

Wang Shichong had a gloomy face, his eyes staring at Ji Qiu's expression change, "Do you say Xiao Buyi is watching this picture every night for a while?"

Ji Qiu's sweat flowed down, "I dare not speak nonsense."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Wang Shichong went out in anger, which made people even more heartbreaking.

Ji Qiu instantly understood what Wang Shichong suspected, kowtowed and pounded garlic, "Mr. Wang, no matter what is inside this bag, Ji Qiu would never dare to open it without permission without permission. I have followed him for many years and put him first. What else in this world is more important than Lord Wang's trust?"

Suspicion flashed in Wang Shichong's eyes, but his face calmed down, "Tell me what happened in detail."

Ji Qiu hurriedly sent a fake monk to carry water and took the opportunity of collision to get Xiao Buyi's bag and talked about it. Wang Shichong's eyes were half open and half closed, and after a long time, he said: "There are two possibilities for this matter."

"Which two are possible?" Ji Qiu said tremblingly.

"One possibility is that Xiao Buyi has strange ringworm, and he sees the picture of the erotic palace every night." Wang Shichong said lightly.

Ji Qiu was sweating so hard that he didn't dare to say much.

Wang Shichong looked at him. "But I don't believe this possibility. I don't know if you believe it?"

Ji Qiu could only shake his head and said, "I don't believe it either."

"There is only the second possibility left," Wang Shichong murmured.

"What do you mean by sir?" Ji Qiu said in confusion.

"The second possibility is that you have been discovered by him. He knew you were going to take pictures, so he specially put a picture of the erotic palace in the money bag." Wang Shichong sighed and said, "He wants us to know that he is making our joke."

**

Xiao Buyi had no intention of joking, and he could even say that his expression was a bit solemn.

"Sentient beings create delusions, and use their minds to produce their minds, so they are always in hell. Bodhisattvas observe delusions. They do not use their minds to produce their minds, but they are always in the Buddha's kingdom."

When the monk saw Xiao Buyi looking over, his expression remained unchanged, but he just continued to murmur.

He walked slowly to the monk. Xiao Buyi sat cross-legged like a monk, and found that although the monk was old, he was strong, or it could be said that his strength lies in his spirit.

"When there is no delusion, one mind is a Buddha's country. When there is delusion, one mind is a hell. All beings create delusions and generate mind with their hearts. Therefore, they are always in hell. Bodhisattvas observe delusions, but do not create minds with their hearts, but always in the Buddha's country..." Xiao Buyi also murmured and couldn't help asking, "I don't know where the master is?"

"I'm in hell." The monk whispered.

He didn't speak loudly, nor did he feel emotional, he was just plain and simple.

The power to calm the mind.

"A master is a sentient being?" Xiao Buyi asked again.
To be continued...