Daxia Jianzhou, Hanging Temple.

In autumn, the sky is high and the air is cool, and the fallen leaves on the hanging temple are everywhere, but they do not seem desolate.

Now that the war has passed, with the strong assistance of the court, the city's economy has been restored, and many things have been put on the right track.

Under the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple.

People come and go, it's so lively.

Most of these pilgrims were dressed in rags, worn out, and had the yellow faces of poor families, but their complexion was very good.

The weather is good this year. Although there have been several months of war in the middle, fortunately, the war comes quickly and calms down quickly.

After the war.

The bumper harvest of food and official disaster relief assistance have enabled most of the people who survived the war to have a good year.

During the war, the Hang Kong Temple opened the door to serve porridge.

Many people survive because of the grace of a meal.

Now I am grateful and after the autumn harvest, I return to the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings.

"Thank you so much. If you hadn't come out to help that day, my mother would have been unable to persist."

A poor young man wearing a gray patch robe held Master Xuan Ming's generous palm and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Behind him, the old woman wearing a shabby cotton coat was also constantly praying for blessings.

"No need to thank you, this is what monks should do."

The monk Xuan Ming's face was rosy. Even in the cool autumn, he was wearing a thin monk's robe.

He said, "If you really want to thank him, you should thank His Highness the Saint Princess. It was her disciple who ended the war and it was also the peace she brought to Daxia."

Even in the Buddhist holy land.

Jiang Zirou still has a very high personal reputation and is respected by many people.

"Dad, do you think we will see that sister again in the future?"

In the crowd, a father and daughter were standing in front of the incense burner in a remote corner.

The slightly thin middle-aged man was vicissitudes of life, holding a stick of incense in his hand, lit it with a candle, inserted it seriously in the incense burner, and reached out to worship.

Then he grabbed his daughter's palm.

Looking at the surging people in front of me, the hanging temple full of vitality.

He took his daughter's little hand and sighed: "I can do it, I will definitely do it!"

...

The white-eyed and white-haired Buddhist son was standing tall, with a worn-out broom in his hand, and the fallen leaves were cleaned up by him.

The autumn wind was gentle, and there was a smile on his face.

Standing in front of the dilapidated demon-suppressing tower, looking at the devout believers and the busy disciples.

The state of mind becomes more peaceful.

Finally, when a dead leaf slid down in front of him and was pinched in his hand, a faint golden light flashed through the old man's turbid eyes.

Everything is perfect.

He took a long breath.

The white clouds and the green dogs in the sky, and the earth is eternal.

All the worlds slid past the old man one by one.

He took a step forward, and the golden light between his eyebrows bloomed, turning into a big Buddha, and the breath of the highest, strongest, vast and widest bloomed from the old man.

Many golden Brahma flowers bloom, and pieces of glazed pure land spread.

"Tathagata has nowhere to come from or go, so it is called Tathagata." His expression was solemn and his voice was loud. One finger reached the sky and the other finger touched the ground. He said loudly: "Today, I will eliminate the roots of birth, old age, sickness and death!"

...

Imperial City, Sutra Library.

In a certain building, the sun is shining and bright.

Su Li, wearing a white long skirt, narrowed his eyes and lay on the table, and his buttocks as full as a crescent moon supported a thrilling curve on the long skirt.

I have lived with Jiang Zirou for several years.

Su Li, who was still a little thin at the time, became more and more graceful and graceful.

The voice of "Hmph, haha" came from my ears.

It was Xiao Douding who was waving his fleshy fists and practicing boxing in a very good manner on the floor.

Not in the rules.

"Hey, this old guy has really broken through to the saint realm..."

Su Li raised his head, blinked, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

She is a real dragon.

The dragon veins of Daxia gathered because of her. Although their strength was far inferior to those of saints, their perception of luck was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Now, the old monk has just made a breakthrough.

Su Li was thousands of miles apart and had already felt something.

"Forget it, the old guy has a big background, and with the few exchanges with that enemy, it's not unexpected that he can make a breakthrough."

A feeling of sleepiness surged into my heart.

Su Li yawned, put the matter behind his head, changed his position, and lay on the table to continue squinting his eyes.

"Sister, sister..."

Xiao Douding's voice came.

For some reason, Su Li was extremely tired during this period and was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he lay on the table without moving.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came.

A little cold little hand was pressed against Su Li's smooth forehead.

"What are you doing?" Su Li opened his eyes and said helplessly.

"Sister, sister..." Xiao Douding asked with some concern, "Are you sick?"

Hey, this little guy actually cares about Long... Su Li felt warm in his heart. She forced herself to cheer up and raised her head, "Sister is fine, but she is a little sleepy recently..."

She didn't finish her words.

Then I heard the sound of Xiao Douding biting his fingers again:

"Sister, if you get sick, no one will play with me."

Forget it, I still love you in vain.

Su Li rolled his eyes beautifully, and then he let out a "boom" and the forehead was hammered on the table.

"Sister, I'll give it to you." Xiao Douding stepped on the chair, took out a candy ball from his arms, and put it in front of Su Li.

Why does it feel a bit weird? Su Li bit the candy with his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Is this what your mother gave to you?"

Jiang Zirou is not here, and the queen is very strict with Xiao Douding on weekdays and rarely gives her these junk food.

"No!"

Xiao Douding raised his head with a smug expression on his face.

"It was given to me by my aunt!"

"What..." For a moment, Su Li was completely confused and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I've always been reluctant to eat it, so I've hidden it in my shoes!"

Xiao Douding jumped happily on the spot, and her fleshy face smiled like a little hamster.

"vomit…"

Su Li's face turned blue and his stomach was in a state of uproar.

But the real dragon's physical fitness is so strong that he can't spit out anything.

In the end, Su Li lay on the table with his eyes blank.

The pupils slowly dissipate, like a salted fish that lost their dreams after being assigned homework.

I'm so stupid, really, but I knew that this little guy had a trick in his mind, but I didn't expect... Su Li squinted his eyes and couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

If only Jiang Zirou was there...

She thought.
To be continued...