Chapter 879: Better than Xuanzang

Wang Ping'an did not mention the matter of Queen Wang, and he said, "I looked through ancient books and found out the truth that something was quite wrong in the palace, so I was anxious to tell Master Xuanzang that it was only now that it was dark. The Chief Manager of Mi happened to be here, so let's go to see Master Xuanzang together!"

This made Mi Xiaomiao grin. Why did something happen one after another in the palace? You and I knew very well in our hearts, just pretending to be confused. Can you find the reason when you look up ancient books? I admire you, you are not a human being, you are just a great immortal, the kind who only relies on people to make money for food!

But Wang Ping'an kept calling him Master Mi. He suddenly called him Master Mi tonight, which made him very happy. Whatever the truth is, as long as he can put the Master in jail, he will go to the truth and the truth, and it will not delay eating or drinking!

Mi Xiaomiao quickly pretended to be surprised and said, "Zhao Ye Wang, you are really amazing. You can find out the truth about the accident in the palace after searching ancient books. Our family is far inferior to you. Even if you are playing horses, you can't catch up with 100% of you!"

Wang Ping'an said: "I have won too much awards, and the manager of Mida is humble!"

Mi Xiaomiao said: "I admire you, Xiang Ye is amazing!"

They immediately ran to the Enlightenment Hall and went to see Master Xuanzang together.

In the Enlightenment Hall, the monks who performed rituals were drowsy and couldn't recite the scriptures anymore. Anyone who recited scriptures all day long would have to be tired. Who could compete with Master Xuanzang? Master Xuanzang not only spoke lotus flowers, but also had a lot of energy. He did not look like an older person at all. Who could stay up late? Even a good guy would have to be at a disadvantage!

Master Xuanzang held a rosary in one hand and a hammer in the other, recited a few scriptures and knocked on a wooden fish. For him, going to the palace to do rituals was like a holiday. He came to the palace for vacation. He had to spend more freehand paintings, and he would be as comfortable as possible.

While reciting the scriptures, Master Xuanzang thought to himself: "Through this incident, after returning to Inspiration Temple, he will surely recruit a large number of disciples. Just as Wang Ping'an said, this is called advertising. The meaning of publicity is that I enter the palace to do rituals, which is equivalent to advertising for gods and Buddhas. How can the people not come to serve gods and Buddhas? As long as I raise my arms and shout, countless believers will come to my disciples and recreate the glory of Buddhism during the Southern and Northern Dynasties!"

As long as you can carry forward Buddhism, Master Xuanzang is willing to suffer any suffering, let alone going to the palace to do rituals, which has nothing to do with enduring hardships, and it also has a bit of pleasure!

Wang Ping'an stepped into the Enlightenment Hall and said, "Master Xuanzang, how can you be safe?"

Master Xuanzang whispered, opened his eyes, and thought to himself: "What's going on? It's not that I haven't seen each other for many years, why did such a sentence come out!"

Mi Xiaomiao grinned behind and thought to herself, "Why is this kind of greeting Master Wang like this? Could it be that he had eaten too much dinner, and now he is a little overcrowded, or he fell to the ground while riding a horse? Ah, I understand, it must be that he was too hasty when entering the palace. When the Imperial Guard closed the palace gate, he clamped his head!"

Master Xuanzang said strangely: "Hey, isn't this Zen Master Nianyou? Why are you talking to me like this? But what adventures are there?"

Mi Xiaomiao was listening to it. It was really interesting to say that Wang Ping'an was asking questions strangely, but he said that he had an adventure. In fact, he really had an adventure, but his head was pinched by the door. It was strange that he encountered such a thing!

Wang Ping'an had a Buddhist Dharma name, which was given by the White Horse Temple. The Dharma name was chanted by the chanting of suffering. However, no one mentioned this Dharma name, and only the people from Lingyan Temple would mention it. In order to prove that Wang Ping'an is a Buddhist, Master Xuanzang insisted on calling Wang Ping'an Zen Master Nianyou, saying that Wang Ping'an was a monk and was leading the way to practice!

Wang Ping'an was called a Zen master, and he was really amused and laughed, but now he wanted to use Master Xuanzang, so he didn't deny it, saying, "Master Xuanzang, after being separated for decades, you are still in style. Master I thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Master Xuanzang and Mi Xiaomiao yelled at the same time, and the other monks in the hall who chanted scriptures no longer recited scriptures. They immediately became energetic and looked at Wang Ping'an together.

Mi Xiaomiao thought to herself: "No, I'm really right. His head was really clamped by the door, and it was clamped lightly!"

Master Xuanzang said strangely: "Zen Master Nianyou, why did you say this? You are only twenty years old and we have just met again, so why has it been gone for decades?"

After a pause, he said, "The weather is hot recently. If you eat too many fruits and vegetables, it is easy to have stomach upset. Oh, by the way, you won't have a lot of flowers at home, right? When I was in India, I saw a flower called the devil flower. This flower should not be heard much. If you hear too much, you will have hallucinations and talk nonsense. If you raise this flower at home, you can eliminate it quickly and you can't keep it at home. Well, I will draw the flower for you so that you won't know it and keep it like a good flower. That's too dangerous."

Wang Ping'an sat next to Master Xuanzang and shook his head and said, "I don't have so many flowers and plants in my house. It's because I smelled the devil's flowers. It's because I came home today and sat in the bathtub to take a bath while taking a bath. I looked at the ancient books. The ancient books you brought back from Tianzhu. I accidentally picked up a book when I was transporting it!"

Master Xuanzang shouted, "What I said... What I said, I wonder, why did you miss two volumes when checking the Buddhist scriptures? It's not one volume, but two volumes! You come back quickly, how can you get my scriptures?"

The old monk suddenly became anxious. Wang Ping'an was too unreasonable. He accidentally took something wrong, but he actually took his scriptures. Is it easy for him to come back from a long distance to get the scriptures? He almost lost all his life, but Wang Ping'an got a bargain!

Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie each hid this sutra as a souvenir. Now he wants to save Queen Wang and start compiling himself with a Buddhist destiny, so he has to use the sutra as an excuse!

After hearing this, Mi Xiaomiao thought to herself: "It turns out that she has recited too much scriptures, not that her head is clipped by the door!"

Wang Ping'an said: "Don't hurry to return the scriptures..."

Master Xuanzang said anxiously: "Why aren't you anxious? I'm very anxious. Let's come back now!"

Wang Ping'an said: "The moon has a round and blemish, and the world is still insufficient, let alone the scriptures? I said it was a scripture I accidentally took. If you don't believe it, it will be knocked down. I won't return it. Go back and tear it back! Do you want to listen to the strange things I have told for decades? If you don't listen, I will go back and tear it back now!"

"No, don't, don't tear the scriptures!" Master Xuanzang was anxious, and sweat beads appeared on Guangguang's head. He said, "You said, what strange things have happened to you, come on, I'm listening. But after listening, you have to return the scriptures!"

Wang Ping'an said: "This strange thing is so strange that it is no longer surprising. I lay in the bathtub and looked at the scriptures, and fell asleep as I looked..."

Master Xuanzang said, still very anxious. Even if he was a monk who had attained enlightenment, no matter how many he had learned, he could not calm down when encountering scriptures. He hurriedly said, "You won't drop the scriptures into the bathtub, right? That way, the scriptures will be ruined!"

If he had a tight spell, he had to recite Wang Ping'an hundreds of times. If he didn't tighten Wang Ping'an's head into an oval shape, he wouldn't keep his mouth shut!

Wang Ping'an said: "No, of course it didn't fall into the water. Oh, why do you always interrupt me? If you interrupt me again, I won't say it. Go back and throw the scriptures into the bathtub!"

"Okay, okay, okay, say!" Master Xuanzang has always talked a lot, and it is not easy to ask him to shut up. He just agreed not to say it, but he said, "Otherwise, we will go to your house now, and you will tell me while walking on the road. Is that good?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "No, let's talk about it here, because this matter is related to the rituals in the palace!"

Master Xuanzang had no choice but to suppress his temperament. He listened to Wang Ping'an's vernacular words, and Mi Xiaomiao stretched his neck beside him.

Wang Ping'an cleared his throat and said, "I was watching the scriptures and fell asleep accidentally. I dreamed that the scriptures suddenly produced a whirlpool. Do you understand the whirlpool? It's a round, bright hole that sucked me in!"

Master Xuanzang said, thinking, "Is this a dream? It's really just a dream. I have to tell me what to say. What's there to say? Who hasn't dreamed of dreaming in the world? Let alone the whirlpool. I've dreamed of the monster's bloody mouth, and I've even dreamed of being swallowed by the monster!"

Mi Xiaomiao listened to Daqi and said, "A bright whirlpool has been created in the scriptures? Master Wang, you are not sinking into the bathtub, you are choking by the water? The bathtub is round and can be regarded as a whirlpool!"

Before Wang Ping'an could refute, Master Xuanzang said, "Don't interrupt, why are you asking randomly? Look at me as a blow to you and wake you up!" As he said that, he aimed the wooden fish hammer in his hand at Mi Xiaomiao's head, and suddenly!

After Mi Xiaomiao was beaten, she felt no enlightenment at all. She just felt the pain and shouted, "Oh, how can I hit someone!"

Wang Ping'an ignored Mi Xiaomiao and continued, "After I was sucked into the whirlpool, I came to a road. I stood on the road and saw that the road stretched far away. When I looked back, the whirlpool disappeared. It was pitch black behind me and there was nothing. I had to walk forward. After a short while, I saw an ancient city at the end of the road with two big words written on the gate!"

Speaking of this, he paused and looked at Master Xuanzang. Seeing Master Xuanzang staring at himself, he frowned and said, "Why don't you ask what words are written on the city gate? If you don't ask, it will be very boring for me to speak alone!"

Master Xuanzang thought to himself: "It's really hard to serve. He is the one who doesn't ask me. Now he is the one who asks me. He has to say all the words. How could I know when to ask and when not to ask?"

He had no choice but to say, "It was me who was negligent and was fascinated by the hearing, so I forgot to ask. What words were written on the city gate?"

Wang Ping'an said: "That's right. You have to ask, so I will be interested in talking. The word "Nan Ke" is written on the city gate!"

Master Xuanzang said, "So it's Nanke City, so have you entered the city?"

Wang Ping'an said: "Of course I went in. I only realized after I entered the city that this was a small country called Nanke Kingdom. This is the capital of the country. There is a palace in the city. Guess who lives in the palace?"

Master Xuanzang thought to himself: "It's really nonsense. Of course, the people living in the palace are the emperor. Can you still be you?" But he dared not offend Wang Ping'an now. No matter what Wang Ping'an said, he had to follow the conversation. There was no way, it wouldn't work. Wang Ping'an was holding his precious scriptures in his hand!

Master Xuanzang asked, "Who is living in the palace?"

Mi Xiaomiao couldn't bear it, covered her head and said, "Of course, it's the emperor of Nanke Kingdom!"

Wang Ping'an clapped his hands and said, "It's still smart that the general manager of Mi Da is smart. Then the emperor of Nanke Kingdom lives in the palace!"

Master Xuanzang frowned and thought to himself: "The emperor who lives in it? He is in the palace again. Could it be that he is saying... Well, can't he really have such a dream? Could it be that the gods and Buddhas have described something to him?"

During the Tang Dynasty, most people believed in gods and Buddhas, and Master Xuanzang was definitely one of them. He believed that he could think about everything in the gods and Buddhas. Some things might not make sense to others, and it would take a lot of effort to tell him that no effort is spent, just say it at the beginning, and he could think about that aspect by himself, making it difficult for him to believe it, and making it difficult for him not to believe it!

Wang Ping'an didn't look for others, but only asked Master Xuanzang to talk about Buddhist principles. He told this fable story with this famous Buddhist disciple. That would be too good to find the right person. Even if he told the loopholes, he revealed the loopholes... It doesn't matter. With Master Xuanzang here, he would take the initiative to fill in the loopholes!

Wang Ping'an said: "Something strange happened in Nanke's palace, and people died one after another. After verification, it was because the feng shui of the palace was not good, so people died all the time!"

Master Xuanzang said, "That's almost the same as the imperial palace in our Tang Dynasty. Have they also invited Buddhist disciples to do rituals?"

Wang Ping'an said: "Of course I invited it, and it was also a monk who brought about a hundred disciples to the palace to do rituals. During the rituals, the emperor went out of the city to hunt!"

Master Xuanzang said again, "That's more similar to the situation here."

When Mi Xiaomiao heard this, he didn't ask more questions. He understood that Wang Ping'an was most likely to use the past to mock the present. No, he should have borrowed the Nanke Kingdom to talk about the current affairs of the Tang Dynasty. As long as the reality is mentioned, he would no longer ask, so as not to ask any trouble.

Wang Ping'an said: "When the emperor of Nanke went out to hunt, another person died. He was his prince. I don't know how he died. The imperial physicians found out that he was suffocated. At that time, only the queen was present, so everyone said that it was the prince killed by the queen. Of course, this prince was not born by the queen, and was raised by other concubines. The queen himself had never given birth to a son. The ministers all said that the queen was jealous and afraid that other concubines would fight for her favor because of her son!"

When Master Xuanzang heard this, he frowned and thought to himself: "What does it mean? Could it be that there are really gods and Buddhas who dream of him? What do you want to dream of? "
Chapter completed!