The next day, the morning bell in the temple struck it, and Wen Xi had already played with the boning knife in the courtyard.

Someone knocked on the door of the courtyard three times, Yulin put down the broom and opened the door, but it was a little maid, carrying a bamboo basket, and said to him with a smile: "Is Miss Wen up?"

Yulin pointed in the direction of the thatched hut where the whirring and cheering sounds were heard, and said, "There it is." ”

The little maid lifted her skirt and wanted to enter the door, but Yulin stopped her and said, "Hey, who are you?"

The little maid smiled and said, "The maid's name is Yan'er, who serves Miss Wen's daily life, so she will send medicine to Miss Wen." ”

"Medicine?" Yulin snorted, there was a smell of medicinal fragrance, but he looked Yan'er up and down, and said, "You give me something, we are a Zen courtyard, you are a woman, it is not easy to enter at will." ”

Yan'er sneered: "You little monk, how do you know any women and men?"

Yulin snorted at her, holding her hands to block the door, with the momentum of a husband who couldn't open it, Yan'er couldn't, so she had to hand him the bamboo basket and said, "You be careful, don't spill it." ”

Yulin took the bamboo basket, closed the courtyard door, turned his head, and saw Ming standing by the lotus pot not far away, so he walked over, saluted, and said, "Zen master." ”

Li Ming replied softly, his eyes were still on the few lotus buds that would be planted in the tank, and said, "If it doesn't rain, it should be opened." ”

Yulin was short, and he could only see a few staggering green leaves exposed on the edge of the cylinder on his tiptoes, so he smiled brightly, picked him up, and said, "It's still Hanlian." ”

Yulin saw a few red and lovely buds, much smaller than the lotus flowers he had seen in the past, scratched his head and said, "This is the treasure flower?"

Liao Ming said with a smile: "This is the golden lotus in the soup pool, which is said to have been illuminated by the light of the Buddha, so when it blooms, it can be seen that there is a golden light on it." ”

Yulin looked at it again and again, but he didn't see the golden light on the flower, he still carried the bamboo basket containing the medicine in his hand, and raised it to Mingdao: "Zen master, I want to send medicine to the female benefactor." ”

Ming nodded, "Go ahead." And he put him down.

Yulin hadn't taken a few steps before he saw Wen Xi walking towards them with a knife in one hand and a bamboo leaf hanging down the side of the path with the other.

Seeing this, he said to Yulin: "Put the medicine down and play." ”

Yulin raised his head and said, "Zen master, I haven't played, and I still have to write a copy." ”

Ming smiled, touched his little bald head, and said, "Then go." ”

Yulin said "hey", put down the bamboo basket, took the broom he used before, and went to the backyard.

When Wen Xi came, her shoulders were already wet with the morning dew, and even the hem of her skirt was stained with a little moss, she put away the knife and said to Ming: "Did the Zen master drop something?"

Puzzled, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wen Xi smiled narrowly, walked behind Ming with his hands behind his back, and suddenly pulled out a scroll from behind his back and handed it to Ming from his side.

Liao Ming was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and saw the painting scroll framed in plain silk silk, and his complexion changed slightly. He took the scroll and never opened it, but held it in his hand, his slender fingers like lotus flowers.

"The Zen master in the painting is delicate and moving, and his demeanor is elegant, which is really a good painting, but it is a pity that a good painting is covered with dust. Wincy said with one hand to his chest and the other to his chin.

Liao Ming lowered his hand, the wide sleeves of his robe covering the scroll, and he said, "It's just a painting." ”

"Is it just a painting? But the person who painted this painting is very interested in the flesh and bones of the Zen master, and I am afraid that he is also a person with a heart. Wincy walked around to Ming's side, raising his chin to see his expression.

Liao Ming took a few steps towards the lotus jar, deliberately avoiding Wen Xi's gaze, "Living in the world, everyone is a person with a heart." ”

"Seeking Buddha is intentional, asking questions is also intentional, so painting this painting is even more intentional......" Wen Xi smiled a little meaningfully.

Liao Ming's brows couldn't help but knot slightly, stretched out his fingers, picked out a dead leaf in the lotus jar, and then turned around, shook his robe and went to the meditation room.

Wen Xi raised her finger, put it to her lips, and gently gnawed a few times, and suddenly her heart moved, she went outside the Zen courtyard, and called: "Crow." ”

A person appeared from the forest in an instant, it was a crow dressed in a neat and energetic suit, she approached, bowed her head and said, "What does Miss Wen command?"

Wen Xi thought for a moment and said, "Can you help me inquire about someone?"

The crow said, "Let the girl send you." ”

Wen Xi said: "In Muchuan City, is there a person named Mei Sheng, who often comes to the Jingshui Zen Temple?"

The crow nodded and said, "I'll send someone here." ”

Wen Xi shook his head hurriedly and said, "No, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, if you can, just know it." "She still doesn't know the cause and effect of the matter, and if she messes up, it won't be good.

Crow was a little hesitant, she got Luo Cheng's order, everything was in danger of Wen Xi, Wen Xi had already lost her responsibility since she disappeared a few days ago, and now she didn't dare to walk away easily.

Wen Xi saw her concerns, and hurriedly said: "I know that the goose guard is also nearby, and there are many people around, this mountain is quiet, I will be fine." ”

That's right, no matter what, the goose won't let Wenxi have an accident, so the crow just nodded and said, "Then I'll go." ”

Wen Xi thanked him, returned to the monastery, and the crow beckoned to a person, whispered a few words, and walked quickly down the mountain.

Ming has never come out after entering the meditation room, there is a blind old monk in the Zen courtyard, Wen Xixiao is very afraid of him, because his eyes are empty, his face is expressionless, has been silent, at noon, he made a meal, personally carried to Ming's meditation room.

Wen Xi and Yulin sat at a table in the dining room, Yulin was holding the rice bowl and eating sweetly, and Wen Xi looked at him with a smile on his chin.

Yulin was stared at by her uncomfortably, put down his rice bowl, his mouth was still stained with rice grains, he looked at Wen Xi, folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, what is the female benefactor looking at?"

Wen Xi stretched out his hand to touch his little bald head, and said with a smile: "Little monk, where did you learn this tone of voice?"

Yulin blushed, "The little monk is a monk. ”

Wen Xi smiled and said, "Do you know what a monk is and what a family member is?"

"Little monk, little monk......" Yulin held his face and thought for a while.

"People have said that only people in Hongchen will be born to practice, you little monk, you don't even know what Hongchen is, why do you want to become a monk?" Wen Xi teased him.

"Red Dust?" Yulin tilted his head, "What is Red Dust?"

"Red Dust...... That is, thousands of worlds, crazy men and women......" Wen Xi said, wrapping herself in, she couldn't help but be melancholy, she got up, smiled with Yulin, and said, "You will understand when you grow up." ”

"Grow up?" Yulin looked at Wen Xi with the child's innocent and ignorant eyes, "The female benefactor, the Zen master said that reading is the only way to understand reason, so the little monk is now reading every day, and he gradually understands some truths, if the truth is something that he understands when he grows up, why does the little monk still read now?"

This kid ...... Wen Xi seemed to think of the time when she pestered her master in the past, and couldn't help but scratch his nose and said with a smile: "Some truths come from books, and some truths have to be understood from the heart." ”

"Enlightenment......," Yulin thought for a while, "Zen masters often participate in Zen, which means enlightenment." ”