Towards evening, Zhong Yue sat on a futon in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Tourists are already leaving. After 5 p.m., no more tourists are allowed to linger in the monastery. The two monks in the temple, Shami did not find them, and when he heard that he had gone out to do errands, Zhong Yue waited until now.

Director Yang stepped into the hall door, "Mr. Zhong, why don't we come back another day?"

"No, I'll just wait here. ”

Director Yang has already drunk several pots, and the abbot is also busy, so he can't stay in the abbot's room all the time.

"Then I'll go first, I'll help you check those religious documents, send someone to check them. ”

"Thank you. ”

"It should. Director Yang was holding the briefcase, and he wanted to say something, don't get too much hope, but looking at Zhong Yue's persistent appearance, he sighed again and turned to leave. It's okay to say that it's been sixty or seventy years since then, who remembers?

Director Yang shook his head and left.

Zhong Yue looked up at the huge silver-born Buddha. It's not as golden as the Shakya in the general Buddhist temple, and it's not very delicately carved, but it gives people a very stable feeling.

Fifteen tons of sterling silver is indeed stable enough.

Xiao Shami looked at Zhong Yue, who was sitting on the futon, took the dust, and cleaned up a few cases on the side. At the end of the day, there are more pilgrims' footprints in the temple, so it is natural to clean it up.

The green-robed novice saw a monk walk in and walked over.

"Master, who is this? The abbot canceled the evening class for his sake?"

"The pure place of Buddhism is originally to resolve the suffering of sentient beings, and this benefactor kowtows in front of the Buddha, of course we must be considerate of him. ”

"But he's sitting. ”

The middle-aged monk glared at Shami and said, "Raise the bar with Master again?"

"Master, I was wrong......

"Go, wipe down the outside railing inside and out. ”

"Oh. ”

……

"Donor, the food is ready, can you come with me to eat some?"

Zhong Yue turned his head and looked up and said, "I'm not hungry." ”

"How can you not be hungry, it's almost six o'clock. ”

Zhong Yue sighed and said, "Haven't the two senior masters come back yet?"

"Called and came back soon. ”

"Then I'll wait, you don't have to worry about me. ”

"Then the donor will do it himself. ”

At this time, Zhong Yue was left alone in the Buddhist hall.

The two ever-bright lamps in front of the Buddha were dancing candles, and the middle-aged monk walked over, picked the wick slightly with a bamboo strip, and then made a Buddha salute to Zhong Yue with his hands together, and left directly.

"Tell me, Buddha, who is it?"

There was silence in the hall.

The eighteen Arhats on both sides sat quietly, and Zhong Yue sighed.

He also knew that the Buddha would not tell him the answer. Zhang Heping, I'm afraid there won't be any clues, I can only hope that Qin Hai can recall more things from the starting point, and then the two old monks who are still rushing back to the temple can know something.

Otherwise, the time is long, and Zhong Yue is really afraid that he will get nothing.

Time seemed to stand still.

Although it was early spring, the wind was blowing in lightly, and it was still very cold.

At the beginning of this year, Zhong Yue had a sense of comfort, but now, it seems to be stuck in the quagmire again.

Compared with calligraphy, Zhong Yue felt that it was more meaningful to be able to cure Huang Youwei.

"You tell me!" Zhong Yue looked up at the Buddha.

This is an impertinent gesture.

There was still silence in the Buddha hall, only Zhong Yue's somewhat anxious voice.

"Say, aren't you helping the suffering? Can't you even do this thing? He will be by your side for a long time, and you can't know it!"

If the Buddha could speak, the Buddha might say, "Brother, you're looking for the wrong person, I just came here last year......

However, Zhong Yue didn't think about this, his heart had never been so heavy.

Node.

Even if it is two days of the Buddha Bathing Festival and the Obon Festival, according to Qin Hai's age, how long ago was that?

Fifty years ago?

Or sixty years ago?

"Buddha, come on!"

There was still no answer in the temple.

"You sit here, and you receive incense, have you ever had the slightest mercy?

Zhong Yue's roar resounded throughout the hall!

The monks outside rushed to hear the noise, but as if they had received some instructions, they dispersed and returned to their meditation rooms.

If someone dared to make such a loud and rude noise in the temple in normal times, they would have been expelled from the temple long ago.

In the attic at the back right of the treasure hall, Zhong Yue's roar could still be heard in the corridor.

Ou Yangming smoked a cigarette and muttered, "Brother Yue, what's the trouble with this?"

The little novice on the side said nervously: "Donor, open flames are strictly forbidden in the meditation room. ”

"Is this fire? This is smoke!"

"Master Ouyang, smoking is prohibited here. The abbot didn't know when he stood by Ou Yangming's side.

Ou Yangming stepped on the cigarette butt and smiled, "I'm sorry." ”

If it weren't for Ouyang Kaishan's original donation, Huikong would have driven these two young people out of the temple a long time ago.

"Master Zhong's talent in calligraphy is so outstanding, why doesn't he have a little Buddha nature?"

"Huh?"

Abbot Huikong sighed and said: "All living beings are suffering, and reaching Bliss early is not a good fruit for that girl." ”

Ou Yangming's eyelids jumped.

"Zhiming, go to the outside of the mountain gate to take a look, the two teachers and uncles should also come back. ”

"Yes, Abbot. ”

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was leaving, Ou Yangming handed a card to Abbot Huikong, "It's not respectful to disturb the masters' evening class." ”

Huikong pushed it away, "This is the outside." ”

"Take it, abbot. Just when my brother and I donated the money for the incense to the temple. "Ou Yangming is not like taking refuge in my Buddha, but he is worried that Zhong Yue will do something drastic when he starts to rush later, I hope he will not give the Buddhist temple a light, otherwise he will not be able to control the scene.

The abbot of Huikong took the card, a little crying and laughing, "Mr. Ouyang and you, are so kind-hearted, I wish Ouyang donor a happy family, in and out of peace, this string of hand beads is the poor monk's belongings, in Putuo Mountain has been opened, with can bless the donor." ”

Ou Yangming looked at this string of Buddha beads, which seemed inappropriate if he didn't accept it, but he was not used to carrying this bead.

"Thank you, Master. ”

"The poor monk went to sleep first, and when the two uncles came back, someone would naturally come to entertain them. ”

Ou Yangming smiled: "Okay, the card has no password, the abbot can rest assured." ”

"Amitabha. ”

Ou Yangming played with the beads, looked at the departing Abbot Huikong, weighed the Buddha beads in his hand, and sighed. 100,000 dollars to buy a bead, alas......

Zhong Yue in the main hall had already stood up, how much he wished he hadn't gone to Qin Hai at this time, why did he let him know about this matter?

"O Buddha, come on!"

Airplanes!

A loud bell rang from afar, and Zhong Yue looked up at the Buddha.

The oil lamp went out, and only black and white were left in his eyes......