"He's just a fool. A cold voice came from the side, and I couldn't tell whether the tone was mocking or plain and insipid.

"He's hanging around here every day, and no one is grateful to him for doing so many things. He's just a fool, seeing that you are all monks, persuade him to leave, don't come again. ”

It's still the same voice, this time it's a little higher, it's a woman in a pink dress in front of the door next to her, she doesn't look at a few people after speaking, she turns around and pushes open the door and goes in.

"Don't mind, Master, she's like this, she just doesn't want Master Huajie to keep running around like this for us, and you are all monks, I hope you can persuade him." The woman in front of her hurriedly said to Su Wen, for fear that he would misunderstand.

Su Wen was intrigued by the reaction of the two people and asked, "I don't know what's going on?"

Xinghui also came over, and it seemed that things were different from what he thought. I thought he was a money-hungry monk just now.

After all, a monk who is in a place like Flower Street late at night will inevitably make people misunderstand something.

The woman organized the language for a while, and slowly said to Su Wen: "Master Huajie has been here for a long time, and he was here when Mother Yu came to this street. ”

Then he pointed to the façade behind him and said, "Mother Yu is our boss, and she has been on this street for more than ten years. ”

"I heard them say that Master Flower Street has been on this street for twenty or thirty years, and no one remembers what it is called, everyone calls him Master Flower Street. ”

Su Wen nodded, the light in the alley just now was very dim, and he couldn't tell his age. According to this woman, Master Huajie should be fifty or sixty years old, maybe even higher.

"Master Huajie always advised us to study Buddhism, gave us lectures, and advised us not to have abortions. The woman said that she smiled at Su Wen here, and her smile was a little bitter: "You know our profession, sometimes customers have requirements, especially old customers, and we can't help it." There will always be people who get pregnant because of such and such things, and Master Huajie always advises us, saying that it is also a life. ”

Su Wen nodded, he didn't have much to say on this point, Master Huajie's idea was very good, but I'm afraid these women wouldn't agree.

Sure enough, the woman's later words proved Su Wen's thoughts. There was a woman who listened to Master Hua Jie's lectures on Buddhism a few times, and then she became pregnant. Master Huajie came to persuade her to give birth to the child, which is a life no matter what. She was annoyed by the master of Flower Street and scolded: "I'm pregnant and can't pick up customers, you give me money?"

After that, Master Flower Street disappeared for a few days, and everyone else thought he had given up, and the woman was also a little disappointed. In fact, she was really moved by the master of Flower Street, because some things have died to men. As long as Master Huajie persists, she will give birth to the child, and she will take the child to other places in the future and not do this business. But the disappearance of Master Huajie made her very disappointed.

Unexpectedly, when the master of Huajie came back a few days later, he took out a large handful of change from his clothes, there were ten yuan, and there were fifty, all of which he had traveled all over Yuzhou City in the past few days.

"These are not enough, I will help you think of a way, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, no matter what, it is a life. ”

When the woman saw the rough hands of the master of Flower Street and the handful of money, she cried bitterly on the spot.

The next day the woman left without saying anything, taking the money, and never returned.

It's been ten years since this happened, and everyone on this street has heard about it except for some old people.

In addition to this, there are many women who have received his favor, just like the one who went in just now, although he said it fiercely, in fact, he didn't want the master of Flower Street to be blinded by people on this street every day.

Her name is Du Xin, and she had a little white-faced boyfriend two years ago, and she had to rely on the money she spent with the guests, which is not uncommon in their industry. Later, she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to break up with the little white face, but the little white face found a few people on the road to ask her to pay a breakup fee, and if she didn't pay, it would cost her face.

Those people were armed with knives and sticks, and everyone else was afraid to avoid them, and even her former boss didn't speak. Only the master of Flower Street stepped forward to dissuade him and said that he would not let go of anything. Those little thugs didn't want to touch him, but seeing that he didn't leave anything, they came up and beat him in the head and broke the blood. Later, the police arrived, and the gang ran away. Later, I don't know if I was warned, and I never came here again.

And Du Xin scolded Master Flower Street for being nosy after bandaging him, and Master Flower Street just shook his head and smiled.

Later, Du Xin changed stores, and sometimes sent some rice grains to Master Huajie, she is such a knife-mouthed person.

This street has been walking wave after wave for decades, and I don't know how many people have changed, only the master of Flower Street has been repeating it here. Although many people are favored by the master of Flower Street, there are also many white-eyed wolves, and some people regard him as a fool.

"He's getting old, mage, you let him keep some money. The woman finally said to Su Wen.

Su Wen was silent after listening to the woman's words, gave a salute to the woman, and walked to the side with Xinghui to wait.

Xinghui was also shocked, at first he thought he had seen a flower monk who did not abide by the precepts, but he didn't expect to hear such a thing. He didn't know how useful Master Hua Jie's actions were, but he was really shocking to have been doing this for decades.

The two waited outside for a long time, during which Master Huajie coughed from time to time, and it sounded that his health was not very good.

When the two women left first, and Master Huajie came out of the alley, Su Wen saw that it was an old mage who was sixty or seventy years old, very thin, with a weathered face, but his eyes were as bright as a young man. The monk's clothes were washed cleanly and a little white.

What Su Wen cares about the most is that his forehead is a mixture of white, orange, red, yellow, and blue, and there is no trace of gray. Su Wen guessed that his Buddhism may not be inferior to Daoyan, and I am afraid it is even worse.

The color of Fahai's forehead is covered with a layer of gold. The five-color mixture of pure lotus, without a trace of gray, must be done by a Dharma master. Although it is not yet the level of a great monk, I am afraid that it is only lacking in some aspects. If you make up for this, you will be able to become a generation of monks.

"The poor monk asked, took his disciples to Xinghui, and met the old master. When Su Wen saw him come out, he saluted respectfully.

Master Huajie was surprised when he saw the two, and then smiled gently: "Old monk Jinglian, I have seen two mages. I wonder where you two came from?"

"From the East China Sea Pure Heart Temple. ”

"Seeing that the two are also travelers, if there is no place to stay, it is better to go to the old monk to stay overnight. Although it is simple, it is still possible to shelter from the wind and rain. ”

"Thank you very much. Su Wen said respectfully, this is the best, he really wants to talk to Jinglian. Listening to the woman's words just now made Su Wen's heart extremely touched. If he is allowed to persuade people to the Buddha in this flower street like Pure Lotus, he will not be able to do it.

Su Wen and Xinghui walked in the direction that Jinglian had come, shuttling through the alleys from time to time, many of which were pitch black. And looking at Jinglian's figure, it is clear that she has never studied martial arts, but she walks without a trace of her fingers where she can't see her fingers, and she can even turn around and take care of the two of them.

Su Wen guessed in his heart that Jinglian was probably in the realm of light in his heart. The heart is in the light all the time, and everything the eyes see is also in the light. Seeing night as day is remarkable. In the past, I had only seen it in texts that recorded the deeds of high monks, but I didn't expect such an ordinary-looking old mage to be able to do it.

The three of them finally came to a dirt yard in the suburbs, which had no door at all, and some vegetables were planted in the yard.

Inside, there is a mud house, and some of the windows are broken and directly sealed with wooden boards.

Jinglian pushed the door open, went in and lit the candle, and asked the two of them to see clearly.

In the middle is a clay statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, I don't know how many years, the original paint on the surface is mottled.

The dilapidated offering table in one chapter was empty with only a few dusty offering plates.

In addition, there are two worn-out futons.

"It's a shabby place, and the two of them laughed. Master Jinglian said with a smile.

"Amitabha, the great master of the Dharma, the poor monk is far inferior. Su Wen shouted, and the Buddha called the Buddha and said.

(To be continued.) )8