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The master who carried the basin replied with a smile: "My name is Mingxin, and her name is Mingsi." Little donor, are you scared if you live alone today?"

Xue Ying shook her head: "Don't be afraid." "Didn't she often live alone before?

"No wonder Uncle Mingli is willing to accept you, what a good boy. Mingxin praised, first looked at Xue Ying's palm, the bloody appearance surprised her, and then lifted her trouser legs to look at her knees.

The flesh and blood were mixed with mud and sand, and the stinging pain from the tearing made Xue Ying's eyes blush, but she clenched her teeth and didn't say anything.

"Why did you hurt so badly...... Mingxin muttered, getting out of the way, "Mingsi, come and see, I can't do it." ”

Ming Si put the oil lamp on the bed so that he could see more clearly, and after seeing Xue Ying's injury, he said to Ming Xin, "Twist the towel." ”

Ming Xin handed over the wet towel, and Ming Sizai carefully cleaned the sand near the wound, although she looked taciturn, her movements were very dexterous, and she did not cause much pain to Xue Ying.

Mingxin saw the miserable appearance of the wound, and then looked at Xue Ying, who was silent, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you scream? ”

Xue Ying forced a smile, looking more ugly than crying.

"Bear with it. Mingsi took out a small bottle of medicinal powder and knocked it lightly, the brown medicinal powder was evenly scattered on the wound, and the stinging sensation suddenly swept over.

Xue Ying gasped again and again, tears rushed out of her eyes in pain, and her legs reflexively retracted but were held down by Ming Si: "Don't move." ”

She didn't want to move, but her legs didn't listen to her anymore.

However, this Mingsi looked young, thin and small, and she didn't expect her hand strength to be so strong, and she easily restrained her struggle.

After a while, when she finally got used to the severe pain, Ming Si took the white gauze from Ming Xin, wrapped the wound on her knee, and then continued to deal with the injury on Xue Ying's hand.

Because she had already suffered a sin in her knee, Xue Ying was already a little numb, but she was much calmer when dealing with the wound on her hand.

It didn't take long for Minsi to get the job done. Mingxin said: "It's okay, you have a good rest, and the wound won't hurt so much when you wake up tomorrow." Ah, also, you can hold this sachet to repel mosquitoes. ”

Xue Ying nodded in thanks: "Thank you, two masters." ”

After the two masters left, the room fell into darkness again, and the insects outside were even more silent. It was only at this time that Xue Ying noticed the faint sandalwood between her noses.

Sighing softly and lying back on the bed, the wound was still aching, but in this familiar aroma, she seemed to return to her previous life - for the outside world, she has always struggled to feel a sense of belonging, only this too quiet Buddhist temple can make her relax a little.

In a daze, she heard the sound of the nuns' morning class, and the moment she opened her eyes, she was in a trance, almost thinking that she was in the temple of filial piety - no, she was indeed in the temple of filial piety, but it was not the temple she thought she was.

It wasn't yet dawn, but I could barely see. Xue Ying got up and found that the wound was not as painful as yesterday, but it was still a little inconvenient to move. When I went out, I found a basin of water at the door with a towel hanging on it. She looked around, but there was no other figure.

She washed briefly with clean water, poured it out, and walked in one direction with her basin in her instincts.

After turning two corners, she came to a side courtyard with a well in the middle of the yard and a pile of firewood neatly stacked against the wall. Smoke curled from the roof of the courtyard, and a corner of the stove could be faintly visible from the doorway.

This is the kitchen, right?

Just as he was hesitating, a monk and nun came out of the kitchen, with a tall and stout figure and a vigorous gait, and even tucked the robe in front of him directly into his pants in order to facilitate his movement. She saw a little girl standing at the gate of the courtyard staring at her, and asked, "Little benefactor, where did you come from?"

Xue Ying was still a little unable to come back to her senses, and pointed in the direction of her wing.

Only then did the man come to his senses: "Oh, you are the monk who Mingxin said came yesterday. ”

It turns out that the person who comes to this temple to practice and seek talismans still has this title.

Xue Ying was pondering, and the man had already continued to speak: "I heard that it was a little girl, but I didn't expect it to be so small." Little donor, can you stand this cultivation of pure hardship?"

Xue Ying nodded hurriedly: "I can do it." ”

"Well, put the basin down and come in with some firewood. ”

Xue Ying followed as she said, and went to the corner of the wall and picked up a few pieces of chopped firewood into the kitchen. I didn't think it looked like it from the outside, but when I went in, I found that the inside was very spacious, with seven or eight stoves against the wall, and a large table in the middle with all kinds of vegetables and fruits.

"My name is Mingjue, and I am the seat of this temple (note (1)), and every morning when others are doing morning classes, you will come here and light a fire for me, understand?"

"Yes. Xue Ying saw that a burning stove was about to go out, so she stepped forward and added two firewoods, and loosened them by the way, making the fire stronger. Firewood was in her hands, and there was a faint pain in the place where she was bruised yesterday, and she spread out her palm to look at it, but there was no squeak.

Seeing her so well-behaved, Mingjue was very satisfied.

"This Ganxiao Temple is a big place, don't run around, be careful of getting lost. When the morning class is over, the host will arrange a practice for you. It's hard at first, but it's good to get used to it. ”

"Yes. Xue Ying responded.

"Look at your clothes," Mingjue looked at it a few times, "I don't look like a child from a poor family, but I have a good personality, well-behaved and smart, and I don't talk much, so it's no wonder that I can enter the eyes of Mingtu." ”

Bright way?

Xue Ying remembered that after crossing the road of gratitude and filial piety yesterday, she heard the voice of "Master Mingtu" - but she didn't see what that person looked like. Listening to Master Mingjue's meaning, she was able to enter Ganxiao Temple, did she pass the "assessment" of Master Mingtu?

After a few words of advice, Master Mingjue didn't say anything more and concentrated on preparing the meals. Although there were not many people in the kitchen, Master Mingjue's movements were neat, and it was steaming when he manipulated it, Xue Ying was too busy burning the fire to take care of anything else, and the time passed quickly.

Master Mingjue put the prepared meals on the big table one by one, just in time for the end of the morning class. After ringing the cloud board, the crowd came to receive the meal. One person carries a bowl in a long line to eat, although there are many people, but they are orderly and comfortable, and there is nothing in the kitchen except for the occasional sound of the soup spoon touching the large vegetable basin.

Despite this, some people still feel new about Xue Ying's appearance, and from time to time some people will focus their curious eyes on her - after all, this is Ganxiao Temple, and there are few outsiders who come here, and such a small child is even more unprecedented.

And only now, Xue Ying realized that she had already pressed her chest to her back and was hungry - she had not eaten for nearly a day, and she had consumed so much physical strength, and now she was inevitably weak in her hands and feet, and her eyes were dizzy. Master Mingjue handed her a bowl of vegetarian food and two large steamed buns: "Is it enough to eat?"

Xue Ying nodded.

"Can you finish it?"

Xue Ying continued to nod.

"Then you can follow them to the cafeteria to eat. ”

Note (1) Pawn: The person in charge of the kitchen and dining hall, who manages the meals and porridge of the public.