The forty-fifth heart ape climbed the foreign object, and sat in the empty room.

Today, in order to participate in the morning class, Ruqi deliberately changed into a dark sea blue.

Hai Qing lined his skin a little whiter.

The birth of the rising sun showed a little light, and Qin Ying didn't dare to turn his face to look directly at his slender silhouette.

Ruqi leaned half of his body quietly, blocking the dazzling light for her: "Look at how easy you talk about the morning class, as if you have a hill in your chest." ”

Qin Ying raised her eyebrows and pretended to be innocent: "Even if I don't have a bottom in my heart, I'm going to join in the fun." ”

He smiled when he heard this, with a hint of ridicule in his voice: "I don't know the Taoist rituals, and I can't compare them, but it took me half a month to remember the Buddhist rituals back then." Just join in the fun. ”

"If the Buddhist's morning class is too troublesome, I won't go there in the future. Anyway, I'm not like you monks, so I have to go to morning class. ”

After that, Qin Ying began to secretly rejoice: fortunately, on the eighth day of the fourth month, he narrowly defeated the Taoist Xuanshi, otherwise he would have been forced to take refuge in Buddhism.

In the past, she had heard Suser mention that those who take refuge in the Three Jewels of Buddhism must abide by the five precepts.

"What are the five precepts?" She suddenly asked Ruqi without a clue.

"Killing, stealing, adultery, and drinking are for the five precepts."

Ruqi didn't understand what she was asking for, only to see Qin Ying patting her chest with relief.

After talking without a stubble, the two of them walked out of the last row of squatters and entered the front yard of Longtian Temple leisurely.

During the period from the backyard to the front hall, the scene of them living in harmony with the monks was naturally seen by many monks of Longtian Temple.

Qin Ying walked quite fast, and the sound of the wind sounded in his ears, so he couldn't hear all kinds of criticism behind him.

At this time, a short and fat monk looked at the shadow walking in front of him, gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "-Traitor! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The young monk who had led Qin Ying pouted.

The short and fat monk looked angry: "That person openly talks and laughs with the demons, isn't he a traitor to the Buddhist family?" ”

"According to the observation of the little monk, the relationship between the two of them is not ordinary." The young monk put his hand to the other person's ear, and muttered a lot of words, and finally came to the finishing touch:

"—they're probably the legendary Broken Sleeves."

The short and fat monk opened his mouth wide, and his face was full of disbelief: "For the sake of a demon, can he abandon his position of faith, which is really unreasonable." ”

The young monk sighed with embarrassment: "That's why Master Daoxuan said that feelings are a decoction of the soul that charms the soul. ”

A middle-aged monk passed by them, and as he left, he shook his head and sneered:

"You are arguing behind other people's backs again. Uncle Daoxuan heard it, and you can't use the ring ruler to knock out countless chestnuts on your heads? ”

"You don't gossip." The young monk glanced at him a few times and muttered quietly.

The middle-aged monk turned his head and smiled: "The monks are not evil-mouthed, do not gossip, and do not have two tongues. Remember, remember. ”

If you don't speak evilly, you don't say anything, you don't talk well, and you don't talk twice, you don't stir up right and wrong.

It's a pity that his two junior disciples have violated all the precepts just now.

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, there was no unified system for temples.

The morning and evening classes of each temple are usually different. The temple officially began at three o'clock.

Qin Ying and Ruqi entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall very early, standing next to the futon in the back row, waiting for the other monks to rush in.

The Venerable Master, who presided over the morning and evening recitations, had already struck the Dharma chime.

The sound of the chime is as crisp as a bead rolling jade plate, if you taste it carefully, you will feel that the distant echo is refreshing.

After a while, the wooden fish and the slope drum gradually sounded.

Qin Ying slowly closed his eyes and shielded all the monks standing in front of him.

- The beginning of this morning class is somewhat similar to Taoism.

I didn't have time to think about anything else, so I heard Venus recite the "Lengyan Mantra".

It's not so much about reading as it is about singing. One tone and nine turns, the tone was frustrated, Qin Ying wanted to sing softly when she listened to it.

In the middle of the Buddhist scriptures, the "Lengyan Mantra" can resist evil things.

However, it is useless against an old demon like Qin Ying.

Qin Ying, who was immersed in the depths of the Buddha's sound, was not only afraid of it, but enjoyed it very much.

She held a scroll of the morning class silk book compiled by Longtian Temple herself, and recognized the traditional Chinese characters on it one by one.

This silk book was just asked by Ruqi to ask the first monk.

The first monk saw that Ruqi was a monk from the outer temple and did not know much about the morning rituals of Longtian Temple. He generously gave the most cherished handwriting in the temple to Ruqi.

Qin Ying thought that he was begging for this thing to see for himself, but who expected him to stand back by his side and give it to her.

"Nan Wu Sa Tan him. Sugadoya. Hello Emperor"

Although he didn't know what the subtle relationship between these unrecognizable traditional Chinese characters and the "Lengyan Mantra" itself was, Qin Ying still looked at it carefully.

Ruqi beside her glanced at Qin Ying with his spare eyes when he was chanting a mantra to ventilate.

The children in the field of vision are simply working incredibly.

A smile extended from the corners of Ruqi's mouth and gradually reached the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

After chanting the "Lengyan Mantra" at the end, Vena Master struck the Dharma chime a few more times, signaling the monks in the main hall to prepare to change the mantra.

Next is "The Great Compassion Mantra": "Nan Wu, drink Hello Na, Doro Night"

Qin Ying looked at the small block letters on the handwriting, and remembered that Sumire seemed to recite this mantra often.

The monk who knocked on the wooden fish "dongdong" hastened the frequency of the mallet strike.

The monks increased the speed at which they could pronounce the words, and even breathing was only done in an instant.

Qin Ying's side is dizzying, and Ruqi's side is at ease.

She couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so she closed the silk book and listened intently to the recitation of the monks.

After hearing it for a while, she felt bored because she didn't understand the profound meaning of the law.

Looking up left and right, Qin Ying unexpectedly met Ruqi's gaze.

His unadulterated gaze was like a reproach, and the only little guilt left in her heart came to her.

The last part of the morning class is dedication.

"Come up and purify the crowd before you appear, and recite the secret mantra of Lengyan. Dedication to the Three Jewels of the Dragons and Heavens, and the protection of the Garan saints"

Seeing that the leftmost lines of the silk book were read, Qin Ying's whole person was much more relaxed.

She recited the dedication verse with the monks and worshiped the golden statue with them.

Qin Ying still remembered the kowtowing action demonstrated by Ruqi, so she knelt and bowed without the slightest layman.

The sound of the ritual instrument gradually weakened, and the chanting voice changed from loud to low.

The cooperation is very tacit, and they are intertwined into an unpretentious movement.

After the morning class, the monks left the temple one after another.

For example, if Qi wanted to return the borrowed old silk book to the first monk first, Qin Ying leaned on the red lacquer pillar outside the hall and waited for him.

As a result, she was fortunate to be stared at by countless people.

She was wearing a gray Taoist robe, which was really eye-catching in the temple.

The monks of Longtian Temple had heard of Qin Ying's name and deeds earlier.

Now that I have seen a real person, I can't help but "pay respects".

- There are kind-hearted and curious eyes, and there are disgusted angry eyes.

Qin Ying was ready to bear this last night, and she stared at the threshold of the Daxiong Treasure Hall without squinting, until Ruqi came out of it.

Among so many flowing clothes, she recognized the corner of Haiqing Yijiao that belonged to him at a glance.

Walking up to him with a belt of clothes, Qin Ying sighed: "It's not easy to be a monk. Xiaodao admires people who can persevere. ”

Because she just compared the content of the morning classes of the two Buddhist and Taoist families, she deeply felt that the number of times the Buddhism knelt was a bit too much.

Ruqi coughed dryly and said, "Are you praising or hurting people, I can't hear it." ”

The cloud board standing next to the hall was knocked at this time, and it reached the ears of everyone in Longtian Temple.

"Knocking on the cloud board at this time means it's time for breakfast." Ruqi explained to Qin Ying.

Qin Ying involuntarily bent her eyes and smiled: she stayed in the temple, and she was still most interested in food.