At the end of every day, as soon as the morning bell rang, Dao Yan followed Master Zongchuan and several other monks to the main hall for morning classes.

Outside the hall, the morning light was faint, the dew was rolling on the flowers and plants, and every bird song and insect call was very clear.

The monks in the hall sit on the chime and the sound is crisp and long, the wooden fish is not slow, and the lengyan mantra that is recited neatly is washed in every corner of the hall with incense.

I don't know which Buddha and Bodhisattva did the Lengyan mantra, and I don't really understand the meaning of each sentence, the sect just recited it with Dao Yan sentence by sentence, Dao Yan wanted to ask, and the sect didn't allow him to speak.

"It's not too late." Whenever Dao Yan had doubts, Zongchuan only responded with two words.

After the morning class, it's breakfast.

The crowd lined up in a line and recited the offering mantra in unison before eating.

After breakfast, Zongchuan asked Daoyan to sweep down the front steps of Myozhian with a broom.

In the first few times, Dao Yan picked up the dirty steps and quickly cleaned them, and quickly completed the task, and after cleaning them, he went to find the sect.

Kezong saw it, but shook his head and said nothing.

Dao Yan thought that the master blamed him for being anxious and not cleaning carefully enough, so Dao Yan was no longer anxious and cleaned seriously step by step.

Although it was hard, when I got to the last step below, I looked up and looked back, it was very clean, and I was very satisfied, so I went to find the sect.

But when Zong Chuan saw it, he still shook his head and said nothing.

Dao Yan thought that he had thought hard and tried his best to do things, but the master denied himself without even looking at his own results.

Since the master didn't care, Dao Yan no longer took his work to heart, he cleaned up when he saw something dirty, sat down to look at the grass moistened by the dew when he was tired, and after a while, he found a piece of grass to lie down and listen to the sound of insects, and even took out the poetry collection given by Yang Ji in his arms and memorized two poems.

Zong Chuan saw it, but nodded to him with a smile.

It seems that he gradually understood what Master meant, and he stopped asking more questions and no longer doing things with a purpose.

When I think of my family, I go to the temple to silently chant and pray for my family, and when I think of my friends, I compose poems in a daze on the wooden fish, and even dreamed of that Miss Liu the night before, and the next day I took the initiative to take a wooden stick to help my brother beat the dusk drum, and take a look at the sunset, the charming red color is really similar to the color of her clothes.

There is a small vegetable patch behind the monastery, and the vegetables eaten by the monks on weekdays are all grown by themselves.

After lunch, I went there to do some farm work, planting seedlings and applying fertilizer.

Yao Tianxi, who was once bound by the world, can only read for pleasure, and at this moment, Daoyan, who is pure-hearted, feels that rice planting also contains the profound truth that "regression is in the front", which has some interest and insight.

When the sun falls, the dusk drums sound, and the evening class recites the Great Compassion Mantra and other sutras, brushing away the fatigue of the day and summarizing the harvest of the day, and the scriptures of the bodhisattvas seem to become clear.

After the master lectured in the evening, there was a little time to use, and Dao Yan went into the library in the temple, although it was not as good as Yang Ji's collection, but it was enough for Dao Yan to enjoy it.

Dao Yan is very accustomed to this comfortable and fulfilling life, and more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

One day after breakfast, Dao Yan was reading quietly in the squatter room, only to hear the sound of "bang", the door was suddenly kicked open, and a strong man broke in, his naked upper body was full of scars, and a girl in a goose-yellow robe was still on his back.

"It's you!?" Dahan and Dao Yan said in unison.

"This is? Miss Liu!? What's wrong with you guys? Why are you hurt so badly! ”

The big man in front of him is Li Xixi, who has met in the bamboo forest, and the girl on his back is naturally Liu Yue'er, without waiting for Dao Yan to ask more, Li Xixi suddenly knelt down.

"Little Master, I offended a lot last time, but please save her for the sake of Miss who saved your life!"

"Tell me, what the hell is going on? I should do my best to repay Miss Liu's kindness. ”

"Time is pressing, and there are Yuan soldiers chasing after me, so I'll go and lure them away. Miss can only leave it to the little master to help take care of it for the time being, if I can get out and come back to you. ”

Li Xixi was worried that Yuan Bing would suddenly chase after and hurt Liu Yue'er, so he could only believe that this young man who had been saved by Miss could only hope that he could lead all the Yuan soldiers away and not hurt Miss.

Li Xixi put down Liu Yue'er on his back, Dao Yan hurriedly went up to support him, put Liu Yue'er on the couch, Li Xixi saluted, and then left the squatter and quickly ran in the direction of the mountain forest.

While the two were talking, a small group of soldiers had rushed to the back of the temple and looked for them in the direction of the monk's house.

Li Xixi was born tall and big, but his steps were extremely flexible, and he stayed a little farther away from Daoyan's house, stopping and waiting for the Yuan soldiers to chase after him.

"There, chase after you!"

Seeing that Yuan Bing was chasing, after taking a deep look in the direction of Daoyan, Li Xixi struggled to escape in the mountains and forests.

Since the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Song Dynasty, most of them were stationed in the prosperous cities of the interior, and their lives became increasingly corrupt, and they had long forgotten how to fight, not to mention that they were just a small cult at this time, so what good was it to be caught.

Seeing Li Xixi's vigorous pace and burrowing into the mountains and forests, he snorted coldly for the first Yuanbing, "Forget it, don't chase it, so as not to dirty your shoes and clothes, you have already done your best to catch up, and the people above will not embarrass us." ”

Once upon a time, the brave iron horsemen in the Weijia Sea had already spread their military spirit to such a situation!

Li Xixi didn't know that the pursuers behind him had given up, and he cut through thorns and thorns all the way, his naked upper body was scraped by the bushes and was full of scars, and he ran until he collapsed and fainted to the ground......

Dao Yan saw that the Yuan soldiers were all chasing Li Xixi, and he had no intention of investigating here, so he closed the crack in the door, exhaled deeply, and turned around to visit Liu Yue'er.

Liu Yue'er is not covered with a veil at the moment, wearing a goose-yellow robe, although it is stained with a lot of mud, but it still can't hide her slender and graceful figure, the skin on her neck is snow-white and tender, better than jade, her hair is fluffy and scattered next to her ears, and she is different from the imaginary and glamorous, she is a sweet, gentle and beautiful girl.

Dao Yan had never seen such a sinking fish and a goose, and when he saw it, he felt that his face was hot, and he hurriedly brushed his face away.

Although he didn't want to practice medicine, he also grew up in a doctor's family, and he still knew how to take the pulse simply, so he flipped Liu Yueer's wrist to check the pulse, and as soon as he touched the white wrist, his mind was fluttering again, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and inhaled to concentrate.

Fortunately, the pulse is vain, it should be caused by overwork, cover Liu Yue'er with a quilt, and go to the kitchen to serve her some fasting food.

In the squatter room, Liu Yue'er lay quietly on the bed, the solemn and solemn word "Zen" lined with the unconscious Biren, so weird but so quiet and comfortable......

Liu Yue'er opened her eyes in a daze and struggled to sit up, where is this, where is Uncle Li?

In confusion, the door squeaked open, and it was Dao Yan who came back with some porridge and rice.

"Miss Liu, when you wake up, let's eat something first."

"How are you? Aren't you the scholar, how did you become a monk? Looking at Dao Yan in a monk's robe, Liu Yue'er wondered in her heart, did he lie to me about his family background last time?

"It's a long story, but I only recently came to this Myochian to become a novice. The last time I met the girl, I was really just a scholar. ”

Liu Yue'er nodded, "What about Uncle Li?" Where are the others? ”

"You're talking about the shirtless man, right? Don't worry, drink this bowl of porridge to replenish some physical strength, your pulse is vain, and the fainting before must be caused by excessive overdraft of the body. Dao Yan took the porridge to Liu Yue'er and motioned for her to drink it quickly.

"What the hell happened to him? It's all my fault, and it's all about him. ”

"He fled here with you on his back, and after entrusting you to me, he led the soldiers to the mountains alone. However, I think he is athletic, and he can escape here with you on his back, and he should not be able to catch up with the Yuan soldiers alone. He said he'd come back to you when he got out. So even if you rest here, Yuan Bing won't think that you are a woman hiding in a Buddhist temple. ”

Liu Yue'er was a little relieved, with Li Xixi's skills, there should be no accident, and she picked up the bowl and drank the porridge quickly.

"No, the government is offering a reward for arresting us, and I can't affect you." Liu Yue'er, who drank the porridge, wanted to get up and go out.

Dao Yan stretched out his hand to stop Liu Yue'er, and said softly: "Don't worry, there are very few monks in the temple, the abbot and the master are old, and they practice in the dormitory all day long, and the residences of other senior brothers are also far away from here, so no one will notice you for a while." And what if you leave and he doesn't come back and can't find you? ”

Knowing that what Dao Yan said was reasonable, Liu Yue'er had no choice but to sit down, her face haggard, as if she had endless thoughts.

"Remember what I told you last time, I'm a witch."

Dao Yan shook his head again and again, knowing that Liu Yue'er was not a ruthless person at all, "The girl is kind-hearted, and she saved my life last time." How could it be a witch? ”

Liu Yue'er smiled bitterly, "I am indeed a cult demon girl in the eyes of the government...... "Maybe I need someone to talk to, maybe the person in front of me saved my life, I don't know why I trust the young man in front of me at this time."

"Knock, knock, knock"

While the two were talking, the solemn sound of the dusk drum came.

"Miss Liu, you rest here first, it's time for us to do evening class, if I don't go, Master will be suspicious."

Liu Yue'er knew that she had disturbed Dao Yan a lot this time, so she shyly said "um", and the inadvertent amorous charm naturally stunned her.

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled.

Dao Yan looked stunned, hurriedly left, and scolded himself in his heart, you, you, you were so unbearable before you became a monk, and now you are a monk, why are you still so shameless?

Liu Yueer turned around and looked at the word "Zen" on the wall for a long time, in order to help her father complete great things, how could she have any childhood playmates, confidants and friends?

On weekdays, he has to pretend to be the supreme saint, but also to avoid the pursuit of the government, and he is terrified day and night, but this time he almost died because of his willfulness and involvement of Uncle Li, thanks to his rescue.

The last time I heard him nervously talk about his background, patronizing and making fun of him, I didn't even remember his name.

He seems to be a very ambitious scholar, but how can he become a novice in just a few months?

Hehe, I guess he's the same as myself, a poor person......

The wild noise of the birds echoed through the twilight for a long time, and the inaudible whimper of the girl painted the silent monk's house with a hint of sorrow.