Although I have been troubled by my own brain, but in order not to disappoint the master, I still study hard, from the crooked at the beginning, to the back of the decent, although it is still unbearable, but I can finally recognize what kind of words it is (when I first started writing, I didn't know it myself after writing, hehe...... ）

On this day, I finished copying a page of Buddhist scriptures, stretched out my aching paws, thinking that I could finally rest early today, but a gust of wind blew the page I had just written into the lotus pond!

I scratched my head in frustration, it wasn't something like this that had never happened before, but I didn't remember it every time, and every time I forgot to hold something down on the paper!

I lay on the table and sighed, thinking about the delicious dinner with a bitter face, and at my pace, by the time I copied a page of the Buddhist scriptures, it was already time for dinner. Dinner was timed, and after that hour, there was nothing to eat. The pretty sister won't keep it for me, let alone the master, because he doesn't know how to cook at all. Although it doesn't matter whether the gods eat food or not, in order to maintain a good quality of cultivation, every meal must be eaten, because the meals are all spiritual vegetables, and they all carry a trace of spiritual energy. Although eating one or two meals is as ordinary as the mortal world, but for me, it is a delicious meal to increase spiritual power, although the little spiritual power every time is pitiful, but I like the feeling of enjoying food and increasing spiritual power at the same time.

Today's dinner seemed hopeless, and I stretched out my tail to pick up the page of Buddhist scriptures in the lotus pond, and the handwriting on it was blurred and blurred. I spread the wet sutra on the table, and even if it was scrapped, I was reluctant to throw it away, because it was written by me, and it was not easy to write.

I re-grinded the ink, then took a piece of paper and spread it out, opened the Buddhist scriptures and continued to copy. Hey, where did I just copy it? Just a moment, I forgot......

The sutras are very long, and it was too difficult for me to find the place that I had just copied, so I had to start from the beginning, wait until I saw the place that had just been copied, and then pick up the pen and copy it. It's a stupid but practical method. Because in this case, it is equivalent to revisiting the previous Buddhist scriptures.

It took a long, long time to see this, and although I was a lazy person, I was a stubborn person, and no matter how late it was, the lesson assigned by the master that day would be completed anyway. Although such efforts may not have good results, I am willing to persevere, the master said, as long as I work hard to practice, study, one day I will be successful in transformation, although that day I don't know how long to wait, but what the master said, must be true. I waited for the day when I would become a human, and the corners of my mouth slowly lifted up, for a stupid creature like me, it was my greatest wish to be able to transform successfully, and I fell asleep again thinking about it......

When I woke up again, I found myself in the sleeve of the master's coat, I rubbed my eyes and climbed to the cuff of the master and looked, "Master, where are we going?"

"Take you out to see the world. The master held one hand behind him, standing tall in the clouds, the wind blowing in his ears, I looked around curiously, "See the world?