The weather in the valley is most covetous in November, when the smoke curls in the morning and the clouds are shrouded, the midday sun is warm and crisp through the gentle wind, and when the twilight hits, the chill also swells and pierces through the thin clothes and makes you shiver and sneeze. Even so, you will fall in love with this refreshing breath, the fierce wind, and you can't help but inhale deeply into your lungs, into your heart and soul, and cleanse yourself of sins and thousands of troubles.

Near noon, eight or nine monks and a dozen laymen in the col were cutting rice in the dry field.

Master, Master. The little monk with a pointed face wearing an apron and sleeves ran all the way out of the temple and called Master. When he ran out of the temple gate, he tripped over the threshold, and the cloud board and small wooden mallet in his hand were thrown out two or three feet. Except for the master who didn't realize that he was still bent down and cut the valley, everyone else straightened up and watched, guessing that something terrible had happened in the temple, it turned out that the little monk Daoyi fell and gnawed on the mud, and then saw that he was really agile and got up, quickly picked up the cloud board and ran to the master, and everyone laughed out loud.

Master, something is wrong, go and take a look. The little monk Daoyi ran to Master Buwu and gasped.

Why? I didn't realize that I continued to cut rice with a knife.

The Buddha appeared, and the Buddha's eyes blinked several times. It's in the main hall.

I didn't realize it and ignored it. But all the people around him couldn't hold their breath, threw their swords, and all monks and laymen poured into the temple gate.

Have you seen it with your own eyes? Buwu heaped a handful of cut ears of grain on the nearest heap.

I saw it, the first thing I saw was Tan Yue in the town under the mountain, if you don't believe me, always believe him.

Buwu finally responded to the apprentice's words, got up and took the apprentice's small mallet and hit the shoulder of the little monk Daoyi, taught him a lesson, and fell in love again.

I didn't, Master really didn't this time.

After the evening class, I recited the Diamond Sutra by myself, and recited it until you realized it and came to me.

Got it, Master.

A woman in a white quick-drying long-sleeved shirt carried the dust on her body, walked to the edge of the field and put down the knife, took the SLR from her backpack, and turned back.

Master, can I take a picture of you?

Shoot or not, isn't it all in the picture? Buwu said slowly, just lowered his long eyelids, making it impossible to guess whether he agreed or not.

Dao Yi was puzzled.

The women in white shirts pondered for a moment, and neatly adjusted the focus and pressed the shutter.

When the photo was taken, he asked B.

Well, now......

Before he could finish speaking, he turned around and left.

Donor, you can fast now. Dao Yi and the white-shirted women followed Buwu to the dining hall. The two seemed to have some tacit understanding, and deliberately slowed down their pace, widening the distance between them and Buwu.

My master just said that whether to shoot or not to shoot is in the picture, but he doesn't want you to shoot. The little monk explained to the women.

Isn't there no difference between shooting and not shooting? Even if there is no difference, I am obsessed with shooting, and your master is obsessed with not shooting, then your master is no different from me, a layman.

Makes sense!

Little Master, this Master of yours is not the same as this monastery.

That is, when my master was 1 year old, he was thrown to the mountain gate of Qingfeng Temple, and he was personally educated and passed on by my master's master, and my master's layman was the descendant of the Xu family in the town at the foot of the mountain.

The women laughed.

You don't believe it?

Faith, then why did you become a monk?

My family has believed in Buddhism for generations, in our place, where there are deceased in the family, the laymen help to recite it, I go with my parents often, I can recite the "Heart Sutra" and "Great Compassion Mantra" at the age of 3, when I was 14 years old, I suddenly felt that life is impermanent, I want to become a monk, my parents accompanied me all the way to the north, looking for good knowledge, and settled here, there have been two years.

Have you ever thought about being vulgar?

The world has to go through all kinds of troubles, and here the heart rejoices.

Parents are willing?

They believe in cause and effect, and I recite the Buddha to my parents and sentient beings, and I hope that they too can get rid of suffering and be happy. The little monk suddenly realized that he had been tricked into a lot of words, and he coughed lightly twice, emphasizing,

Stop, stop.

Okay, last word, when the photos are washed, I'll send them to you.

Don't forget.

Don't worry, I took three photos, one for you, one for your master, and one for you and master.

The little monk was very happy, and he started talking again,

Hey, why didn't you run to see the Buddha wink?

The Buddha didn't let me shoot, and I finally got the opportunity to shoot your master.

Also, my master has a rule that he never spends time alone with the women.

I know. Why is your master called Wuwu?

Master's Dharma name is Chuanxin, and the Dharma name is given by himself, and the Master said that his wisdom is shallow, and he has not been able to understand it thoroughly after more than 30 years of enlightenment, and he is very ashamed, so he drafted his own Dharma name - Unenlightenment.

So what's your Dharma name?

Master called me Dao Yi. I should call it incompetent.

Hahaha......

Amitabha, stop talking.

How many blinks?

What?

You said you saw the Buddha blinking?

I only saw it once when I entered the main hall.

Could it be dazzling?

Dao Yi touched his bald head, and he was also a little hesitant,

No, I did, they said it blinked five times.

The two asked and answered, muttering quietly until they entered the dining hall in the side courtyard of the Guanyin Temple.