Chapter 47: Practice
Xue Ying thanked her, followed the monks and nuns who had received the food out to the left, and not long away arrived at a spacious and bright lobby, where rows of futons were neatly stacked, and the people who received the food sat on it in order and ate quietly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Xue Ying also sat down, eating without a table for the first time, but at this time she was hungry, and she didn't care so much, she sat down and ate the food and steamed buns in an almost hungry attitude, and in the end she even ate a little, but after experiencing hunger, eating and supporting produced a sense of satisfaction.
With food in her stomach, she regained her spirits, followed everyone out to fetch water and cleaned the rice bowl, put the rice bowl in a unified position, and then returned to the kitchen.
Seeing her, Mingjue was a little surprised: "There is nothing you need to do here, you can go back to your room to rest after eating, and when you are free, someone will call you." ”
"Good. Xue Ying answered, and was about to turn around and go out, when Mingjue stopped her again.
"Wait. Mingjue wrapped two steamed buns in oiled paper and stuffed them into her arms, "We don't eat for lunch here, but you are still young, so you may not be able to stand it." Put away the steamed buns and take them out to eat when you're hungry, understand?"
Xue Ying nodded.
Seeing that there were bruises caused by lack of sleep under her eyes, thinking that she was going to come to Ganxiao Temple for penance at a young age, Mingjue couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and softened his tone: "If there is any heavy work that you don't understand or can't do, just come to me, otherwise it's okay to ask someone next to you to help, don't hold on, you know?"
Xue Ying replied softly, "Okay." ”
"Go ahead. ”
Xue Ying walked in the direction of her own room with the steamed buns, and the warmth of the steamed buns passed through the oiled paper and clothes, ironing on the skin, which was very warm.
When Mu Xingfu was young, she was not in good health, and she was sick at every turn, and the host felt sorry for her, so he made a hot meal for her at night; he was afraid that she would be malnourished, so he took her to the town to beg for minced meat - a nun, and also the host of the temple, actually begged for meat, which caused a lot of rumors at that time.
Later, a believer entrusted a goat that was producing milk to Ganxiao Temple to feed, nominally as an offering, but in fact it was to let Mu Xingfu, who lived in the temple, drink goat's milk to supplement nutrition, which is probably indispensable to the host's plea.
In the past, she always felt lonely, without friends and no one to love, but now that she thinks back, she did not waste the name "happiness" at that time.
After returning to her room and resting for a while, Mingxin came over to call her.
Listening to the sound of everyone reading the morning class in the morning, she thought that the Buddhist hall was very close, but she didn't expect Mingxin to take her all the way up, and it took about a stick of incense to enter the main hall.
There were already a lot of people waiting in the treasure hall, and after Mingxin entered, he saluted the person in the center: "Presiding, Master Xue has already brought it." After speaking, he stood beside Master Mingjing, who was at the door to greet Xue Ying that day.
The host looked to be in his fifties, and his expression was not angry and arrogant, which made Xue Ying dare not look directly for a while. She went over, folded her hands and bowed: "Presiding Master." ”
"From today onwards, if you practice in this temple of filial piety, you will be your mentor on the bright way. ”
As soon as these words came out, Xue Ying didn't feel anything, but Mingxin gasped slightly. Although this treasure hall was spacious, there was silence at this time, which made her voice particularly obvious.
Mingxin also knew that he was out of shape, and hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake.
Xue Ying was thinking about what was wrong with this matter, and the host continued: "From now on, during the morning class, you will assist Mingjue in preparing for fasting in the kitchen; after the morning fast, you will watch the temple sweep the floor with Mingsi and Mingxin; you will recite the sutras and study by yourself; you will fast at noon; you will arrange your own time in the afternoon; you will meditate quietly at the time of meditation; and you will be quiet at the right time. Mingtu is not often in the temple, if you have any questions, you can find someone to answer, but you can't walk around the temple at will. Got it?"
"Understood. ”
The host turned to another person: "Mingyuan, wait a minute, you can take two sets of cultivation clothes for her, and also take her to familiarize herself with the environment of this temple." ”
"Yes, host. Mingyuan replied.
Everyone dispersed, leaving only Xue Ying and Master Mingyuan in the treasure hall. This Master Mingyuan is the one who had a relationship by the Moon Lake at the beginning, his eyes are sharp and his expression is serious, although he is not very old, he is the supervisor of Ganxiao Temple, in charge of the economic affairs of the whole temple.
"Come with me. Master Mingyuan took Xue Ying to the direction of the warehouse, briefly introducing the surrounding environment along the way, although the attitude was not enthusiastic, but the words were simple and clear, but it quickly made Xue Ying have a general understanding of the environment of the entire Ganxiao Temple.
"This road leads to the back mountain, which is forbidden and not accessible to ordinary people. In the future, if you encounter a plum blossom forest, remember not to approach it, but to leave as quickly as possible, understand?"
"Yes, understood. ”
"If you get lost, don't move, stay where you are, and if you don't see you after a while, we will send someone to find you. This remote place of the mountain temple will be infested with poisonous insects and poisonous snakes from time to time, and the insect repellent sachet should be carried with you and not discarded. When I walked to the door of the warehouse, there were already people waiting there with two sets of practice clothes and soap horns. Mingyuan handed over the things to Xue Ying, "You can keep and clean these clothes by yourself, and the bath room is on the left side of the courtyard where you live." According to the regulations, those who practice are required to copy ten scriptures a day, but if you are still young, you will be exempted for the time being. If you need pen, ink, paper and inkstone, you can get it at the Scripture Pavilion. ”
"Yes, thank you, Master Mingyuan. ”
Master Mingyuan nodded, and said to the monks and nuns who were waiting at the door, "You can send her back to the academy." ”
"Yes, Master. ”
The little nun led the way and took Xue Ying back to her courtyard, and when she left, she looked at Xue Ying curiously, as if she was puzzled. This reminded Xue Ying that after she had just presided over the statement that her senior father was Master Mingtu, many of the little nuns standing behind the eight deacons had also shown such looks.
She remembered that when she passed by at the foot of the mountain that day, the dragon had invited Aunt He'an to eat wild game and drink wine--it seemed that she was following an "alternative" in Buddhism in ignorance.
After walking for a long time, she was also tired, so she changed into her practice clothes and wanted to rest for a while. Just after changing her clothes, Mingsi came with the medicine, changed the medicine for her without saying a word and left.
Xue Ying lay on the bed, only feeling sore, and fell asleep after a while, and was not awakened by hunger until night. After eating the steamed buns left by Master Mingjue, she felt better.
Before she came, she knew that the days of cultivation would not be too easy, and sure enough, this was only the first day, and this body was already a little unbearable. Fortunately, she has a soul in her twenties, otherwise a six-year-old child would have to go through this, I'm afraid she would have been unbearable for a long time.
The next day, according to the host's arrangement, she went to the kitchen early to help. Seeing her coming, Master Mingjue didn't ask much, and continued to arrange for her to do some work within her ability.
She was busy when there was a noise outside the door, and when she looked back, she found that Ming's heart was beating in with a load of water, and she was still panting after unloading her guts, and it didn't look easy.
Finding that Xue Ying was looking at herself strangely, Mingxin stuck out the tip of her tongue and said, "I lost my temper in front of the host yesterday, and the master punished me for carrying water." ”
I see.
Judging from the position in the treasure hall yesterday, Mingxin's master should be the Mingjing master who met at the door yesterday and brought her in. Master Mingjing is a guest of Ganxiao Temple, in charge of the reception of monks and laymen in the temple.
"But when I was going down the mountain just now, I met Uncle Mingtu, and she said that you should go to her in the afternoon. ”
"What can a child walk on the way down Linyuantan?What should I do if I accidentally fall?" Master Mingjue frowned.
Mingxin was very innocent: "I don't know, anyway, that's what Uncle Mingtu said." ”
Well, now Xue Ying can finally be sure that she really followed a somewhat unreliable mentor this time.