Early this morning, as soon as Lin Suhan stepped into the gate of the side hall, he saw that Master Jing was checking the Buddhist scriptures she copied yesterday, and when he saw her enter, he said hello to her and read them carefully. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Suhan also started to copy.

"Master Lin, it's a pity that all the scriptures copied yesterday are not qualified. ”

Hearing the tone of the meditation master Taigujing Wubo, Lin Suhan only felt that the blood in his whole body only rushed to his head, and his hand shook, and he went to his grandmother's house with a horizontal twist.

I don't know if this is bullying people! Writing is also a heavy physical job, is it good? I tried my best to write all day, but I didn't have a good one.

She writes very well with a fountain pen, and she practiced a lot of words when she was in school.

Lin Suhan tried to squeeze out a smiling face: "Su Niang is stupid, please ask the teacher to advise, where is the inappropriate place in the scriptures copied by Su Niang, Su Niang can also correct it." ”

The meditation master smiled too gently, took the pen of Lin Suhan's hand without saying a word, stroked his sleeve and wrote on the paper - this is also where Lin Suhante is not used to, writing with one hand, and grabbing the sleeve with the other, accidentally forgetting it, sweeping the big sleeve, the sleeve is stained with ink, not to say, the written words are also costly.

The meditation master wrote, Lin Suhan looked, and after a while, Lin Suhan's eyes widened.

This extinction, no, the meditation master's hand, that is called a praise, the pen is godly, the pen is strong, and the edge is gradually revealed, which does not match her gentle appearance, but it is really good to hold up the words, comparable to those modern masters of calligraphy and painting.

Looking back at the words he wrote, hehe, Lin Suhan had the urge to hide them.

"That, Master Jingxin," Lin Suhan sneered: "Su Niang's family is in a difficult situation, and she has never learned it seriously since she was a child, so she has practiced this handwriting in the past few years in Houfu, and she also injured her arm when she hit the stone at the bottom of the lake, so he can't write this hand well." But Su Niang's heart is sincere, although the words are not good-looking, but I write neatly with my heart, and I read Amitabha Buddha in my heart while writing, in front of the Buddha, the most precious is sincerity, and everything else is secondary, Mrs. Shi, do you say this is the truth?"

The meditation master smiled slightly when he heard this, "What the donor said is very true, but the poor nun is persistent. Since Lord Lin is so sincere, why don't you copy this Buddhist scripture twice?"

Lin Suhan looked at the Buddhist scripture that was not very thick, thought for a while and said, "Okay, no problem." ”

Master Jing's expression returned to indifference, and he gave Lin Suhan a salute and walked out of the side hall.

Lin Suhan once again felt that the other party seemed to have a hint of conspiracy, and after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find anything particularly wrong.

Half a month has passed since such days.

Lin Suhan is a rigorous person, he likes to do things or doesn't do them, and he tries to do the best if he wants to do it. There are fewer and fewer unqualified scriptures that Master Jing picks out every day, and her calligraphy is getting better and better, and the most important thing is how many traditional Chinese characters she didn't know before.

She even likes these ancients a little, and the meditation master is too talkative, and she doesn't deliberately make things difficult;

Every day between the side hall and the small courtyard, some people carry lanterns when it is dark, some people send umbrellas when it rains, and the little nun also smiles modestly at her when she meets her;

The rough mother-in-law in the small courtyard cleaned the courtyard early every day, brought hot water in time at night, and respectfully saluted her when she saw her;

Liu Yu and Ah Zhu no longer quarreled, and served her to eat and wash up in a proper manner, and chattered around her to tell some small jokes to make her happy.

In addition to the heavy physical work of copying scriptures every day, Lin Suhan initially experienced the life mode of the ancient daughter to stretch out her hands for food and open her mouth.

Finally on this day, she dropped the last word in the Buddhist scriptures.

"Whew!" Lin Suhan let out a sigh of relief and happily said to Mrs. Jingxin: "Mrs. Master, I'm done writing, I'll start writing it a second time right away." ”

"There's no hurry. The meditation master said lightly: "Finish copying the first time." ”

"Ah, I've already copied it!" Lin Suhan was a little confused.

"What the donor has copied is the first volume of this scripture, and this scripture has a total of twenty-eight volumes. The meditation master said indifferently.

Lin Suhan suddenly felt that there were 10,000 horses galloping through his heart.

"Master, is this fun?" Lin Su asked coldly.

"Fun, the donor probably misunderstood," the meditation master pointed to the wall, "Look at the pavilion next to the wall, the remaining twenty-seven volumes are neatly laid out in front of you, will the donor say that he has never seen it?"

Lin Suhan followed the prestige, in addition to some scattered porcelain antiques and other things on the shelves of the treasure pavilion, there were indeed many scriptures neatly stacked.

I see it every day, but who would have thought that these scriptures are the same as the one that has been placed on the long case a long time ago, and in order to leave the Yanfa Temple one day earlier, I keep copying from morning to night every day, tired like a dog, who has the leisure to go through it and see it.

It's not typical of darkness under the lights.

The meditation master continued unhurriedly: "At the speed at which the donor is now copying, it takes about half a month to copy a book, and based on this calculation, it only takes two years and four months to complete the copying of two Buddhist scriptures. ”

Although the pace of life in ancient times was very slow, it did not mean that Lin Suhan was willing to spend more than two years wasting more than two years on thankless copying scriptures.

"It is said that the Buddha is destined to be a person, and it takes a lot of time to copy the scriptures, Su Niang Fupu, there is no such deep Buddha relationship, I am afraid I will break my promise. As for returning to the waiting house, I don't have to worry too much about it. After Lin Su Niang finished speaking, she hurriedly bowed to the meditation master, turned around and left.

Trying to go back to Houfu was just thinking that life would be more secure in this strange time and space, and her decision was not just about her, but now it seems that Houfu has no sincerity at all, and she is afraid that she will re-enter the tiger's den in Longtan when she goes back, although it is an unknown and dangerous road to get out of Houfu, but with the silver in her hand and the support of Ah Zhu, a 'local', she may not be able to go on.

Why are you stupidly copying some scriptures!

It's just that when Lin Suhan just walked to the gate, a slender flying knife grazed the tip of her nose, and it was inserted into the door of the main hall with a 'ding' sound, and the blade was not more than half, and the handle of the knife was still trembling leisurely.

Lin Suhan was so frightened that her face turned white for a moment, her body was stiff but her legs couldn't stop being weak, and it was not easy for her to control her and sit down.

She turned her head mechanically and looked at the meditation master steadily.

Shitai!!!You don't have peerless martial arts to be the generation of heroines who shook the rivers and lakes, but to hide your merit and fame in this pure land of Buddhism, and it is your own business to take a quiet and beautiful name called meditation, but how much does it mean to bully a lonely soul from a thousand years later who has not seen anything in the 'world'?