The two of them came to Huiying Zen Master, entered the door of the Zen Temple, and saw a Zen master wearing a robe standing under the Bodhi tree in the courtyard, looking up slightly at the Bodhi tree covered with green umbrellas.

Chang Yueming walked behind Zen Master Huiying with Fengzhao, waiting silently, Fengzhao saw the sun's light through the mottled leaves, the wind blew the leaves shook with the wind, and the light and shadow also moved with the wind. Zen Master Huiying stood for a long time as if he had been in a state of mind, and his tall and thin back could not be seen as an old man who was over the age of old.

After a long time, the Zen master turned around, and Chang Yueming immediately saluted the Zen master and said, "Master, Feng Shizi is here." ”

Feng Zhao immediately stepped forward to salute Zen Master Huiying, and the Zen master said "Amitabha" and looked at Feng Zhao with deep eyes.

For a moment, Feng Zhao felt that it was not the eyes of the Zen master who were looking at him, but two rays of light, like the light of the sun that was about to be born in the morning, illuminating all the corners of his heart, making him feel bright and gentle.

His eyes met Zen Master Hui Ying without fear, an old man with a peaceful face and deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. Retracting his eyes looking at Fengzhao, Zen Master Huiying nodded slightly at Fengzhao without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the meditation room, Fengzhao looked at the back of the Zen master and thought silently, and Chang Yueming also turned around and walked away slowly as if the task was completed. Just when Fengzhao was full of doubts, he heard a gentle voice coming from all sides of the temple: "Come back in the evening." The words fell, and there was no more sound in the small courtyard.

Feng Zhao said loudly: "Thank you, master" and then went out of the small courtyard to find Xiao Shami to arrange accommodation for him.

In the afternoon, after dinner in the temple, Feng Zhao came to the Zen courtyard of Huiying Zen Master as promised, pushed open the courtyard door, and just walked to the door of the meditation room, I heard Huiying Zen Master say inside: "Come in." ”

Fengzhao pushed the door in, there was a curling incense mist in the room, the Zen master sat cross-legged on the bed, and there was a long moonlight dressed in white standing next to him, Fengzhao walked to the Zen master and folded his hands and saluted, "Hello master." ”

Zen Master Huiying nodded slightly, "I already know about the wind donor, the donor is young and suffering, this is fate, not manpower, you have come to Baoxiang Temple, but also with my Buddha, I will help you." ”

"Thank you, master" Feng Zhao said: "I want to worship the master as a teacher, I wonder if the master can accept me?"

Zen Master Hui Ying shook his head, "Lao Wei has never accepted apprentices in this life, but you and I meet for fate, from today you can study in Baoxiang Temple until the donor is willing to leave." “

After listening to this, Feng Zhao said thank you to the master again.

Zen Master Huiying smiled faintly, and then said, "You follow Yueming first, and he will teach you how to do it." Feng Zhao turned to Chang Yueming, nodded slightly, although Chang Yueming was a few months older than him in age, but he didn't want to call him brother, eight-year-old Chang Yueming looked at Feng Zhao expressionlessly, still that light and light appearance, Feng Zhao couldn't help but snort coldly with his nose in his heart.

Zen Master Huiying looked at the expressions of the two and smiled slightly and said to Chang Yueming: "Yueming, you two have a deep fate, you should know in the future, you will learn to bring the wind donor, he has a very high understanding, it won't be long before he will be on par with you" Chang Yueming said "yes", and then there was no sound, Fengzhao couldn't help but wonder if this cousin had a problem with his brain, how to always have an expression. And he didn't know that in Chang Yueming's eyes, he always looked so cold and arrogant.

Coming out of Huiying Zen Master, it was already dark, the Baoxiang Temple on a summer night was quiet and deep, there were occasionally a few frogs chirping in the distance, Fengzhao deliberately kept a distance from Chang Yueming, this cousin, always looked tepid, he was really a little unaccustomed to it and he was not used to talking to people more, his personality has changed a lot since he fled, and he is no longer the naughty and lively Fengzhao before the age of five.

Chang Yueming was still walking slowly, as if he didn't know that Fengzhao was deliberately distancing himself from him, and the two little men walked separately on the same road. The summer night is not as hot as the day, which makes people feel a lot more comfortable, Fengzhao can't help but think of Yaoling, I don't know what that gluttonous girl will do at this moment, will she shout to find him, will she cry if she can't find him? Thinking of Yaoling, Fengzhao's heart softened a lot, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but pull a smile.

"Will you laugh?" Leng Buding heard Chang Yueming's gentle and slightly mocking voice from the side, Feng Zhao turned his head to look at Chang Yueming who was unhurried, and ignored him.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the back mountain to chop wood, have breakfast at the time of the morning, learn Chinese and arithmetic at the time of the day, meditate at noon, clean the courtyard from time to time, practice at the time of Shen, and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to study martial arts. After a series of explanations, Chang Yueming had no voice again, and Fengzhao listened indifferently, as if the words were not for him. When passing by Chang Yueming's Zen Temple, Chang Yueming pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think, the Zen courtyard where this guy lives is really beautiful.

"If you want, you can move to me, there is an empty meditation room here" Fengzhao did not look back, and continued to walk forward, and there was a creaking sound of the door closing behind him.

Before dawn the next day, Feng Zhao got up and just freshened up when he heard a knock on the door, opened the door, and Chang Yueming, dressed in short clothes, was holding a bamboo basket with a rope and axe in his hand. He didn't have a short coat, so he had to wear the brocade robe he wore when he came, and the two of them went up the mountain, no matter how smart the wind was to be smart, but the cleverness had nothing to do with chopping wood, and he was still wearing a robe, only to see a moment of effort, the brocade robe was tattered, Feng Zhao simply tore the hem of the brocade robe, wrapped it around his waist, picked up the axe and cut it hard, from beginning to end Chang Yueming did not look at Feng Zhao, and Feng Zhao did not look at him The two of them were the same calm on their faces.

Cut almost, Chang Yueming tied the chopped firewood with a rope with a rope, and looked for it all over the woods with a bamboo basket in his hand, Fengzhao was a little strange, so he carefully observed Chang Yueming to see what he was doing, only to see Chang Yueming digging here for a while, digging there for a while, and there was no figure for a while, and a figure came out of somewhere else, for a long time, Chang Yueming walked to Fengzhao with a basket, picked up the bundled firewood, and said "back" Fengzhao also followed his example to carry the bundled firewood on his back. As he walked, he saw what was in his basket.

"Don't look at it, it's mushrooms and wild vegetables," Chang Yueming said lightly.

"Wild vegetables, can you eat them?" Feng Zhao asked, he knew about mushrooms, but he had never eaten wild vegetables, even on the way to escape, he ate food that ordinary people couldn't eat.

Chang Yueming looked at him and nodded, "It's delicious, there are a lot of things to eat in this mountain, I'll make it for you when I have time."

Fengzhao said "yes", and suddenly the relationship between the two brothers improved.