Chapter 395: I have time to recite the Sutra of the Past Life
Chen Tiange didn't stay long in Digu Temple, warm is warm, clean and clean, but every breath he inhales has the smell of briquettes.
When Yuanzhen changed the briquettes for the second time and raised a puff of soot again, Chen Tiange left.
I can't stand it. It is also true that this temper, this temperament, and this cultivation can endure such a lonely and cold day.
In the first half of the morning, Chen Tiange returned to Digu Temple, not alone.
Four or five changed doors and windows, five or six modified household boilers, and a group of people carrying even materials up the mountain, including coal from two agricultural tricycles.
These people are not familiar with Chen Tiange, but they are familiar with the decoration master. In a word, as long as you have money, you will be able to get it on the same day!
Usually, this door and window has to be measured, and then go back and slowly do it and install it, and then smash it down with a lot of cash in Chen Tiange......
Whether it is a plumber or a door and window worker, they all measure the size again, report the size again, start doing it over there, and dismantle it directly here.
At the beginning of November, even if it doesn't do well tonight...... It's a big deal to take Yuanzhen to the hotel.
Yuan Zhen was stunned by Chen Tiange's series of actions...... Happiness came too suddenly, the poor monk was not prepared at all, and this good day was coming.
I also mentioned it to the Religious Affairs Bureau and the Civil Affairs Bureau...... Funds are limited, so let him wait for the next year. How many years have come.
Yuancheng Daoyou is really a land!
"Old Round ......"
Who is this called? Yuan Zhen looked at the busy workers and masters, but no one responded.
"Lao Yuan, how much rice and noodles, miscellaneous spices, and vegetables are in this temple?"
Belch...... Is this calling yourself? Yuan Zhen was confused again. What is this special name?
"Poor Monk Circle True ......"
"I know, just ask you how many ingredients you have, the weather forecast says that it will snow in two or three days. Next time, it's not convenient to go up and down the mountain......"
"Once a week, the TV station will send materials, and I will also bring some to the temple by the way. There is no shortage of commonly used vegetables, and vegetables can last for three days. ”
"But fellow Daoists, the poor monk's name is Yuanzhen, not Lao Yuan. ”
"It's not that the monks don't care. Nothing can change you as a person, nor can it change your heart to become a Buddha. Don't worry about these ...... Fellow Daoist, you are looking at it. ”
It has to be said that doubling wages can stimulate potential.
A group of people, one meal, consumed all the vegetables that Yuanzhen could support for three days, and even the commonly used rice, flour, and oil consumed nearly a month's amount...... It's too late to go down the mountain to eat, so I'm in a hurry.
The sun has not yet set, the aluminum alloy doors and windows have been installed, and the boiler has also tested the water.
The workers and masters are gone. Yuan Zhen looked at the lit boiler and walked around the meditation room over and over again...... It's all warm.
I didn't expect that my own Buddhism was an important place, and I actually needed a single Taoist priest from the Taoist Gate.
The land is what Yuanzhen thinks of himself, the Taoist priest is indeed a Taoist, and Yuanzhen has seen it. The question is, why is this wandering Taoist priest so rich?
"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you're a poor monk ......"
"Lao Yuan, don't talk about these mundane things. ”
"Poor Monk Law Number Yuanzhen ......"
"I know, that's what I call it, and that's what you do. Everything follows fate, not limited to things. ”
Chen Tiange also saw that Yuanzhen was a bit honest and easy to bully, and since they met, he has been playing the trick of dominating the crowd, leading Yuanzhen to follow the plot he set.
That's it, love what you want. However, what Yuan Cheng Daoyou said is not unreasonable, the Zen machine is infinite.
The snow was falling again, and Chen Tiange went to the hotel with the large snowflakes. Count one more day, he is really tired of the taste of being stuffy in the room.
I don't understand why all the hotels in the world are like that...... The heavy colors always make people want to sleep.
In fact, even if it is a sleeping place, the decoration should be bright and good.
When he arrived at Digu Temple again, Yuan Zhen had already prepared dinner, which was prepared according to the time assigned by Chen Tiange. Vegetarian meal, from today onwards, Chen Tiange will also have to accompany the pure heart and few desires.
"Daoyou ......"
"I said Lao Yuan, don't you bother to talk to your friends like this, and keep your mouth shut about the donor?"
"It's not troublesome, I've been used to it since I was a child. ”
"You grew up in a temple? Why didn't you find a bigger temple......? This little temple ......"
"Those who fled the famine, it was a good life to be able to feed their mouths in those three years, and they had to be picked. ”
"...... family?"
"The family continued west, to Shaanxi. At that time, the old people said that Guanzhong was rich, but in fact, this place was good. ”
You say that this is a monk who is a monk, and when you talk about coming to the family, it is called an endless. Chen Tiange also casually introduced a topic, and this Yuanzhen monk began to talk from birth to monkhood......
This monk shouldn't be holding back, right? It's no wonder that this small temple doesn't even have incense, and I can't meet anyone talking for ten days and half a month.
Yuan really couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to sleep, so he went to see the boiler after a while, and came back to continue dragging Chen Tiange to talk about his daily routines. Chen Tiange is really convinced, this is a monk, this is a broken-mouthed woman.
It's not useless, at least Chen Tiange probably has an understanding of this mountain. There is a small village of dozens of families on the other side of the mountain, and the surrounding villages are halfway up the mountain...... It can be determined that at the top of the mountain, you can exercise all your own arts.
Chen Tiange wants to eat and wait for death to live, and he still wants to live longer.
There have been no meat stars for two days, and Chen Tiange can't help it. A bird can fade out of the beak!
There are very few independent solitary mountains in the Taihang Mountains, and even this one is the same. Don't look at the edge of the city, there are still pheasants and hares scurrying over, and there are quite a few.
"Daoyou ......"
"Lao Yuan, don't talk to me as a Taoist friend, I always make me feel like I'm going back to Taoism. ”
"That's fine. You can't kill in the temple. ”
"No, didn't you see it was dead?"
Chen Tiange said, and shook the hare and pheasant in his hand back and forth a few times. Although the meat of this thing is very rough, it is also meat.
"You killed it. ”
"yes, not in the temple. ”
"They are life. ”
"By the way, they're alive to give me a good meal, so they're honored. ”
"They could have died without a problem. ”
"And then?"
"Dust to dust, to their Elysium, to fulfill the meaning of their existence. ”
"Old Yuan, Elysium is the ultimate goal, right?"
"Yes. ”
"Is it true that the sooner you arrive in Elysium, the sooner you will be liberated, the sooner you will complete your mission?"
"Yes. ”
"Now I've done it for them. Not only did they accomplish their original mission, but they also saved my cravings. The merits are immeasurable! You have time to surpass them, and you should do it by reciting the Sutras of Past Lives and so on. ”
That's not how it should be...... Yuan Zhen looked confused and really went to overdo it.
After Chen Tiange found the second and third uncles, he was in a very happy mood, and he met Yuan Zhen, a simple and lovely monk, and he wanted to tease him.