"Hey, old monk, if you knock the wooden fish so loudly every day, your ears will be deaf sooner or later. ”

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Buddha, if you don't care about the old monk every day, he is about to break your wooden fish. Hey, I'm here today to pick up on what I didn't talk about yesterday, well, what's coming. ”

"It's all the blame on the old monk, every time I knock on the wooden fish, it's very annoying, no matter what he said, where did I just say, oh, by the way, yesterday when I washed the clothes for Sun Yuan's house, his little granddaughter...."

Every time Aunt Li comes, the sound of knocking on the wooden fish is always very loud, and the comfortable time in the early morning is spent in the nagging sound of Aunt Li and the sound of the wooden fish that the old monk knocks on and sweats.

Fortunately, Aunt Li still has to wash clothes for people every day, otherwise she would have to live in Lanruo Temple.

"Aunt Li, you can't go back to town. "Lao Zhang Tou also cut a lot of firewood in the morning.

Although there are no trees on Beishan Mountain, the extreme north of Zhongzhou, there is a large forest between Lanruo Temple and Beishan, and there is a lot of dry firewood in it.

And because of the distance, there are fewer people coming. It's almost winter, and every household has to prepare firewood for burning, and Lao Zhangtou's recent business is particularly good.

"Hey, here it is, old Zhangtou. Buddha, let's talk about this today, I'll go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow to talk to you. Aunt Li listened to Lao Zhangtou calling her outside, and hurriedly responded, "Old monk, you don't have to eat after knocking all morning, hurry up and eat, it's not good to be tired." ”

"Bang Bang Bang. ”

"Hey, you really don't know the hearts of good people. Hey, Xiao Ruoruo, Xiao Chuanchuan, I'm going back, and I'll come to see you tomorrow. ”

"Aunt Li. Let's go!" Chen Lanruo threw out a sentence through the door.

"Aunt Li, let's go!" Han Youchuan said.

"Oh, Xiao Youchuan, how are you talking, look at Xiao Ruoruo, hey! Old Zhangtou, it's been cut so early today. Oh, cut so much, and you can sell a lot of silver, I said you, if you have silver, wear it well, don't wear this broken skin all day long, a smell of sucky. ”

"Hey, I haven't sat down yet, so much firewood doesn't even have a place to sit." ”

After Aunt Li left, the restless sound of the wooden fish also quieted down, and Chen Lanruo also began to get up and wash.

The warm morning sun has just sprinkled in front of the door, and the frost on the dry grass has just turned into dew, which looks inexplicably warm under the sunlight.

"Old monk, let's raise this one for idle food, it's not good. After Chen Lanruo finished washing, she began to make a fire to cook porridge and cook.

There was still no movement on Han Youchuan's side, which made Lan Ruo unhappy every time, single eyelids, slender eyes would always provoke angrily, and long eyebrows complained that Beishan didn't work and ate idle meals, and when Chen Lanruo was angry, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were upturned, making her look more slender.

"Amitabha. It seems that the old monk is much more relaxed after Aunt Li left, and he sang the Buddha's horn like a relieved man.

"When I met him, he looked quite normal, and I didn't know until I went down the mountain that I couldn't imagine that this kid was so tired. "The old monk also has no way to take Youchuan, who is lazy into a puddle of mud.

"You won't clean him up if he's like this, didn't that dragon say that you were a scattered immortal that day?" Chen Lanruo instigated the old monk to clean up Han Youchuan, she had seen the old monk's skills, although she didn't know how high it was, but after beating the dragon, it should be easy to beat Youchuan.

"That's right, and it's up to the old guys. The old monk was also a violent temper, and as he spoke, he walked to the cabin where Beishan lived, and when he reached the door, he rolled up his cuffs and stretched out his hand to pull the door.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

"Hey, I knew it would be like this, old monk, why don't you have a long memory when you're old. ”

Lan Ruo was speechless about how many times the old monk had been rectified by Youchuan and didn't have a long memory.

"It's early, it's a nice day. As usual, Youchuan was beaten by the old monk, and after getting up, he stretched his waist, stretched his arms, and then greeted the panting old monk Chen Lanruo, and no one paid attention to him.

"I'm drinking porridge again today. Han Youchuan got up and mastered the heat just right again, standing next to the pot on time when the rice was just boiled white and the soup was flooded with rice oil, why do you say it again, it is because Youchuan has been staying in Lanruo Temple every day.

"I don't drink porridge and eat you!" Lan Ruo and Youchuan rarely had a day to deal with, and they always talked and swords when they met every day, but at this time, the old monk became quiet.

Because you can't talk while eating. Why? Eat more without talking!

"Old monk, you're enough!" Chen Lanruo and Han Youchuan stopped at the same time and pointed at the old monk and shouted.

After breakfast, it was only halfway through the morning, and the sun shone into the house.

Three poles on the sun, one foot into the house, as usual it is chanting time, there is only one scripture book in the whole Lanruo Temple, the Diamond Sutra, the Diamond Sutra with yellow paper residues, I don't know how long it seems that the light discipline will be scattered into powder when touched, but despite this, the words inside are not less.

The old monk does not need to read the scriptures anymore when he meditates and recites the scriptures, let alone reciting the Diamond Sutra upside down, even if he recites it diagonally, he can memorize it completely.

This Diamond Sutra has accompanied him for more than a thousand years, no matter how strong the material is, it will never withstand time, and the box containing the scriptures has long been decayed.

The person who gave him the sutra book has long since disappeared, and the precious things will eventually be dispersed, perhaps the old monk has seen through it since the day he became a monk, and when he was alone, he felt that he regarded the sutra book as an ordinary one.

When Xiao Youchuan appeared, he found that he hadn't really let go of it for thousands of years, otherwise how could he worry that Youchuan would ruin the scriptures. Perhaps he was just cherishing things, and he consoled himself with such reasons that he didn't believe.

Lan Ruo also memorized the entire Diamond Sutra early, but Youchuan always said that he would not and that he would read it.

Because the old monk was reluctant to let Youchuan handle the scriptures, he thought of a good idea and asked Lan Ruo to read it to Youchuan.

Lan Ruo has a lot of opinions about this, every time he reads it, his slender eyes are staring at Han Youchuan, if his eyes can kill people, Youchuan would have been a long time ago, eh, it is not necessarily, after all, the thickness of Youchuan's thick skin Chen Lanruo has seen it.

"Did you memorize it? Chen Lanruo, as usual, asked Han Youchuan at the beginning of the chanting.

"I'm so stupid, how can I memorize it so quickly. Han Youchuan replied while carefully tidying up the futon under his buttocks, after all, listening to Chen Lanruo's beautiful and angry voice, sitting on the comfortable futon, what a happy thing it would be to make up for sleep!

(End of chapter)