"Yang Jushi, this is the Buddhist scripture you want today......

A handsome little monk knocked on Su Yi's door with a simple Buddhist scripture in his hand.

"There's Master Lao. ”

Su Yi put down his hand that was struggling to write, rubbed his slightly sour wrist, turned around and said to the little monk with a smile.

"Yang Jushi is polite, this is what a little monk should do......" The little monk walked in with the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, put the Buddhist scriptures in Su Yi's hand, his eyes unconsciously skimmed slightly, and the whole handsome little face suddenly distorted, as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis and drank vinegar in his mouth.

Amitabha, I heard that this Yang Jushi is a person with great filial piety, in order for his mother to be happy for a birthday, he actually traveled thousands of miles to Shaolin Temple, first saluted thousands of taels of silver incense money, and then funded the Shaolin before and after hundreds of Buddha statues to renovate all over again, the cost is afraid that it will cost thousands of dollars? And what he asked for was just to copy a few Buddhist scriptures......

Now this Yang Jushi has been working hard for nearly ten days when he came to Shaolin Temple, and he is really committed to copying books behind closed doors, in addition to daily convenience and eating, he has not been out of the door for half a step, he is really a person with great perseverance!

It's just that......

The little monk looked at the filial son in front of him in confusion, with a look of incomprehension......

This Yang Jushi looked at a talent, handsome, and polite in his speech, at first glance, he was a great talent with poetry and books, plus he had great perseverance, how could he be ...... Why is it that the writing is so ugly?

The little monk couldn't help but glance at it again and compared...... Amitabha, even the little monk I, write much better than him, oops, there is a typo here!

Do you want to sue him? If he does, will he be annoyed and angry, and beat the little monk and me? The little monk fell into a tangle.

Seeing that this little monk didn't leave after sending the Buddhist scriptures, and his eyes frequently fell on the words he copied, Su Yi couldn't help but blush slightly.

As a modern person who has been using fountain pens and ballpoint pens for a long time, the pen in his hand was suddenly replaced with a brush, which is too big, just like letting the chess champion to draw and the running champion to swim.

When I remembered that when I first started transcribing, I didn't know how to use a brush at all, and I could only rely on my outstanding wrist strength after cultivating internal skills to forcibly imitate one stroke at a time, and the hard work at that time was really not enough for outsiders! Compared to that time, I have made a lot of progress now, at least now I have glyphs, right?

Now I have come to Shaolin Temple for several days, in order not to attract attention, Su Yi has copied several scriptures including the Diamond Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Paro Parami Heart Sutra......

After several days of gesturing with a brush, he now had the illusion of his fingers twitching.

I can't copy it anymore, otherwise my fingers will become chicken feet, and I'm afraid I won't even be able to hold the sword, which is really a bad thing......

After thinking about it carefully, the time should be almost ripe, Su Yi pretended to be kind, showed a kind smile to the little monk, and asked with a smile: "Little master, there is one thing I want to ask for advice next, I don't know if there is a Ranga Sutra in your temple?"

"The Lenga Sutra?" the little monk thought for a while, and replied with a little pride in Su Yi's nervous and expectant gaze: "The Buddhist scriptures included in our Shaolin Temple are the most complete in the world, and the Ranga Sutra is so famous, we naturally have it, and it is written by Bodhidharma himself, this is the only one in the world!"

"Oh oh, that's the best......" Su Yi was a little trembling when he spoke excitedly, and he asked nervously: "I don't know if I can ask the little master to help me get this scripture tomorrow?" If there is a Ranga Sutra in the scripture copied below, my mother will definitely be overjoyed. ”

Not only my mother, but even I will be crazy with joy! When the time comes, I will thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!!

Su Yi stared at the little monk tightly, his heart was beating fast, as if he was about to jump out of his chest at any time, if the little monk said a word at this time, I am afraid that Su Yi would immediately have a sudden cardiac arrest and die on the scene.

"Of course no problem!" The little monk did not disappoint Su Yi, in his excited eyes, he patted his chest and swore that "tomorrow the little monk will bring the Lenga Sutra to the layman, but it is just ......"

As he spoke, he hesitated slightly, as if he was puzzled by some difficult question.

"Just what?" Su Yi asked nervously, "But what's inconvenient?"

"It's inconvenient, but it's not ......" The little monk hesitated to look at the Buddhist scriptures he had just sent, and then glanced at the Buddhist scriptures that Su Yi had copied half, and hesitated: "Yang Jushi still has a half-Buddhist scripture here that has not been copied, even if the little monk sends the Lenga Sutra over tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't be needed for the time being, why don't you finish copying this one first?"

"Huh, do you have to wait any longer?" Su Yi was anxious, I came for it, and finally you promised to give it to me, so why should I wait?

Hey my temper, Su Yi was angry, and said loudly: "It's just a Buddhist scripture, I will copy all of him tonight, little master, you don't have to delay any longer, if you miss your mother's birthday, won't all the hard work in the next few days be wasted?"

"What the layman said is reasonable, if Yang Jushi can copy all these Buddhist scriptures, then tomorrow the little monk will bring you the Lenga Sutra, and it will never delay the birthday of Ling's mother. ”

"In this case, then it will be hard for the little master......" Su Yi patted the little monk's head with relief to show his closeness.

"It's not hard...... Thanks to Yang Jushi, the food in our Shaolin Temple these days is much better than before!

The little monk was really simple, just because the food was better, he was full of gratitude to Su Yi.

"Just say this to you, after you leave the Shaolin Temple, the incense money ~~~~~~ plus five hundred taels!" Su Yi is rich and generous, and he will be able to get the "Jiuyang True Scripture" tomorrow, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he threw out another five hundred taels.

"Thank you Jushi Yang!" the little monk really laughed happily.

"As long as the little master can send the Ranga Sutra on time tomorrow, it will be the best reward for the next day. ”

"I will never disappoint Yang Jushi, okay, Yang Jushi, you still have to concentrate on copying the scriptures, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have time to sleep tonight...... The little monk then retired. The little monk obediently reminded Su Yi, and then left the room to Su Yi, so that he could copy the book quietly alone.

"Ah~~~" Su Yi's spirit disappeared when he was in the air, and he looked at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand that had not been copied and the new Buddhist scriptures that he had just sent today, with a painful face, alas...... There's no way, do a full set of plays, or honestly pick up the lights and work overtime, and finish copying it.

How many sins I have suffered for you!

While writing hard, Su Yi cried bitterly in his heart, his fingers were so sore, the brush was so difficult to use, Lord God, give me a ballpoint pen!

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!