"Rules?" Qi Niang sneered, "Rules are just the practice of the old people, but they change with each passing day, how can they always be the same?" What's more, Buddhism has always paid attention to cause and effect, and his master found corn and sesame seeds for me, so that there is today's sesame Buddha tea, Qi Niang thought, this tea was born because of the Buddha, why not take this opportunity to dedicate to the Buddha, dedicated to the world? ”

"It's not wrong for the master to worry about the rules, but Qi Niang heard that the Dharma conference is getting worse, and there were very few outsiders last month, and the master just said that this conference is to discuss the popularization of Buddhism among the people, if no outsiders come to listen to the lecture, I don't know how the master will carry out this conference?"

"This ......," the old monk was speechless for a while.

"Qi Niang!" Murong Qin hurriedly tightened the jade hand he was holding, this girl, seeing that things are still so vicious, she saw the blood for a while and asked how to deal with it.

Qi Niang smiled back, and then said: "Although Cen Shan Temple is located outside the city of Cenzhou, it is rarely populated because of its remote location, and this situation is also understandable. However, Qi Niang believes that all academic communication in this world needs media. ”

"Medium?" Murong Qin was stunned.

"Amitabha." The old monk didn't understand it.

Well, she forgot, this is the ancient of all evils.

"That is, it means that the academic work of No. 1 Middle School can be popularized among the people, and it can expand its influence through other things, just like if I can't walk anymore, I can let Murong you carry me and go faster." Qi Niang's incoherent explanation, but the two people around her were still full of doubts.

"I'm carrying you?" A certain guy also went on to mend the knife.

Qi Niang couldn't stop the black line.

"Have you ever been on a boat?"

"Sitting." Someone nodded.

"When a boat travels in water, can water carry a boat?"

"Yes."

"In the same way, if the Master's Dharma is not spreading smoothly, can we also use a tea banquet to help spread it?"

"But you can, but it's ......"

Qi Niang glanced at a certain guy, don't come to the ring at this time. Without hesitation, she turned her head and asked the old monk, "Master, what do you say my sesame Buddha tea tastes like?" ”

"Amitabha, the donor's tea is delicious."

"Have you seen it before?"

"Never."

Qi Niang smiled happily, "How about using my tea to spread your Dharma?" ”

At this moment, the old monk was silent again.

Yaya, you are a dead old scripture, she said such a big thing with her heart, is it all in vain?

"Dare to ask the master, where does the daily use of money in Cen Zhou Temple come from?"

The old monk was stunned, "Buddhism is a quiet place, and the good masters are generous every day." ”

"That's right, I'm just seeing that I'm so young, I don't even have a decent pair of shoes before I have the heart to come up with an idea, and I don't want the master to be so ignorant of change. Qi Niang wants to ask, if this Cen Shan Temple can't even provide for the daily monks to eat, how can the master tell them to learn Buddhism and righteousness? Go out and pick your own seeds? Although Cen Shan Temple is small, there are dozens of monks, and the master also asked them to go down the mountain and plant them themselves, but what is the effect? ”

"The master never leaves the path of Buddhism, but he doesn't know that even the children in the monastery who are less than four years old are not clothed and hungry, so how do you let them come to practice Buddhism? Money has always been a shame for Buddhism, but Qi Niang wanted to ask the master, although money is like dung, can it make Cunxin have a pair of cloth shoes, can it make other masters in the temple clothe, can it expand the temple, and further carry forward the Dharma? ”

Qi Niang despises those people who are full of benevolence and morality, but can't even guarantee the most basic life!

In her previous life, she participated in the activities of going to the countryside in college, and saw such a poor scholar in a village, who was also a person in every day, but he had to do all the heavy work and dirty work to his thin wife, three children, all with yellow muscles and thin muscles, and this self-proclaimed learned man actually stayed in the grass hut all day long, in addition to reciting a few lines of sour poems, he would talk about the truth, and the most shameful thing was that he was extremely disgusted with money, and kept saying that money was something outside the body! Later, his wife was seriously ill due to perennial fatigue, and he drove them out when they came to persuade them to help them subsidize, and then she didn't know about it.

So, no wonder she's so excited today.

"Qi Niang, you have such a good heart!"

This is what Murong Qin said when he accompanied her out of the temple, there was no beginning or end, but she still understood.

She paused and stopped. Murong Qin in front also stopped,

"Can't you walk?"

"Huh?"

How so? There are so many steps from Cen Shan Temple to the small courtyard of the back mountain.

Murong Qin chuckled, "I can't walk anymore, can I carry you at any time as a medium?" ”

"Huh?" Qi Niang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed too.

After that day, Murong Qin dragged her back to the backyard step by step, and the night was cold, but Qi Niang felt very warm in her heart.

The old monk finally agreed to her request, and from the second day onwards, he asked someone to send corn and sesame seeds every day, Qi Niang informed her grandmother of this, and Mrs. Su agreed very much, so the people in the small courtyard began to seriously prepare for the tea banquet of the Dharma event the day after tomorrow.

Qi Niang was not good at interfering, so she was idle again. Recently, Murong Qin always went to the temple to find the old monk to preach the scriptures, and even saved her from getting a silver needle, so she was even more idle.

However, fortunately, there is still an inch.

"Sister, sister, for you!" The little kid ran over like a gust of wind, sweating profusely, and his face was red in protein, and it was not the yellow muscle of the day before.

Qi Niang was relieved for a while, and it was not in vain that she came to eat for several days and changed her tricks to make food for this child.

"Sister, for you!"

Qi Niang looked down and was immediately overjoyed.

"Ah, where did you get such a cute rabbit?"

I saw that the child was holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms, with short ears, and he was particularly cute.

"Yesterday, the master caught it in the back mountain, and the master said that he was very grateful to his sister for taking care of his heart, so he gave it to you."

Master, why is it Master of Inches again? Last time, I sent corn and sesame seeds, and this time I sent such a cute and cute rabbit, which is really heartfelt! If she has a chance, she needs to meet her.

"Sister, you name it, Master said that meeting is fate, sister can raise it in the future, maybe it is also the fate you cultivated before!" Inch heart tilted his head, and said that it was serious.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay!" Qi Niang couldn't help laughing, carefully took the rabbit, and stroked it carefully, the snow-white hair was fine and soft, the two short ears were fat and meaty, plus the round belly and short limbs, not to mention how cute.

"Huh, blue eyes?" Qi Niang frowned, aren't the rabbit's eyes all red? Could it be that even a rabbit has mutated through this?

"The last time I saw it was different, different." Cun Xin is still young and unfamiliar with colors, but this difference still says it all, this is a rabbit is a freak!

However, Qi Niang likes it!

"Well, let's call it steamed buns!"

"Steamed buns?"

"Look, isn't it very similar to a steamed bun?" Qi Niang thought of something and hurriedly explained, "Steamed buns are a kind of dim sum, it's like this rabbit, it's white and fat, will my sister make it for you in the future?" ”

"Good!" The little kid nodded violently with drooling, "Steamed buns, we have steamed buns!" ”