Chapter 8 The Gate of the Morning Temple

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"Knock Knock Knock"

The sound of the wooden fish tapping is endless, and the monk in the Buddhist room wearing a robe is kneeling on a mat, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting the scriptures. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info closed their eyes and looked towards the gilded Buddha statue enshrined indoors. This Buddha statue is gilded throughout, about four feet high. Under the light of the eight golden jade incense lamps under the image, in the room at this night, there is a faint gold glow, which is not gorgeous.

"Amitabha."

At the end of the recitation of the scriptures, the monk in the robe, after putting down the gavel in his hand, put his hands together and put his hands together on the gilded Buddha statue in front of him, and made a Buddha name. Then he asked lightly, and the young monk who was sitting quietly behind him said, "You're leaving tomorrow?" ”

Young Monk: "Yes. ”

Monk: "Well, is there anything else?" If not, go back and rest early. ”

The young monk looked at the robed monk with his back to him, as if he was worshipping the Buddha devoutly. I couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule at the corner of my mouth. So he said to the robed monk: "There is still one more thing, I want the second brother to help." ”

The robed monk didn't want to, the young monk would say that there was something he wanted to help him with. As a result, he frowned slightly and said lightly: "Oh?!" What else does the third brother want me to help with? Even though it is. ”

The young monk folded his hands and shouted at the Buddha statue enshrined in the Buddha room: "Amitabha, tomorrow I will leave my temple with my club." I want my second brother to help me and call Pestlefoot's mother to see him off when Pestlefoot leaves. ”

"This..."

The robed monk obviously didn't expect the young monk to ask him to help with this. When I am in a dilemma, I don't know how to answer.

The young monk's folded hands gradually lowered, and when he slowly stood up, he said lightly: "Second brother is busy, junior brother go back to rest." We have to leave early tomorrow morning. ”

He didn't wait for the robed monk to say anything more. The young monk walked out of the Buddhist room with his bare feet on the floor of the room, wiping the wooden planks as smooth as a mirror. Only the robed monk who was still silent in the room was left.

And the robed monk who looked at the Buddha statue had a gloomy and frightening face on his cold face. But the vicious eyes were full of anger.

"Humph! How? Relented? Your good third brother, what do you want to do? What do you do? In that case, why don't you just give him our monastery and the Buddha acres and fields in several townships outside the courtyard?!

Don't forget! You were able to sit in the right position of this temple at the beginning. Inheriting your immortal father's family business, my mother's monastery has made great efforts! Otherwise, the right position of your temple would have been taken away by your good third brother! ”

A middle-aged beautiful woman in a diamond-patterned dress flashed out of the small door next to the Buddhist room silently. With a pair of snow-white jade feet, when he gently walked to the Buddha statue and the monk in his robe who was still clasped together, he snorted coldly and said to him.

"Why is Madame angry? I didn't promise him? It's just his own words! ”

The robed monk's gloomy face and violent eyes returned to normal when the woman came to her side. So he said lightly to the middle-aged beauty who walked to his side.

The middle-aged beautiful woman walked to the side of the robed monk. He walked around from the side of the monk in the robe, knelt down next to the monk in the robe and said, "Hmph! Didn't you cause the trouble in the first place? Slept with a farmer! And let that dirty woman conceive your seed?! That woman shouldn't have given birth to this seed in the first place! If you hadn't hidden it from me at the beginning, she would have given birth to this evil seed?! Thinking about the dirty women you slept with in those dealers, and touching my body again, I feel disgusted!

Ying Ming, listen to me! I don't care if you're out there, how many women there are! If this evil thing happens again, don't blame me for being unkind! Although you are now the temple master of this temple. But don't forget, my mother's brother is also a temple in the temple! And it's not just one! The heir of the temple of this family! It's open-minded! In the future, only Huo'er can succeed the temple of this family! ”

"Finished?"

The robed monk's face was calm, and he didn't seem to have a trace of emotion.

The middle-aged beauty snorted coldly, and slowly stood up from the robed monk with a blue face. He no longer paid attention to the monk in the robe, stepped on the plank under his feet with his snow-white jade feet, and slowly followed the small door with small steps, and the small door left the Buddhist room when he came. Again only left, kneeling alone, the monk in front of the Buddha statue came.

"Amitabha!"

The robed monk was in the Buddhist room, and after returning to calm again. A Buddha number was given to the Buddha statue enshrined in front of him.

In the early morning, the mist was shrouded, and the young monk holding a child slowly walked out of the Abandoned Scripture Pavilion. When wearing a slightly fat child, there are a few places to sew old clothes. When the young monk walked out of the Abandoned Scripture Pavilion under the hand of the young monk. A pair of curious eyes, but he couldn't help but look back and forth, this is something that is a little strange to him, but it is not unfamiliar.

"Clubfoot, it's time for us to hit the road."

The young monk smiled and said to the little boy.

"Hmm!"

The little boy nodded slightly, but when he walked out slowly with the young monk, he couldn't help but glance at the small courtyard in front of the Waste Scripture Pavilion, which was closed. A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of a child, and there was no trace of waves.

Passing through the huge temple, there are vermilion lacquer porches. As if he had arrived in another world, he was full of curiosity about everything around him. He couldn't help but look back and forth, until he came to the Zhu Gate, which was guarded by two tall and burly monks holding a ring stick, under the leadership of the young monk.

"Amitabha, the temple master... The temple is ordering... You have something to do with this.. This little child. Can't get from.. Go out at the main entrance..."

When the young monk was about to take the child out of the house. One of the two burly monks, with some embarrassment, whispered to the young monk with a stick in one hand and a stick in the other.

"It was my second brother who personally gave you the order?"

The young monk's face was as usual, and he asked lightly to the monk who stopped him.

The monk hurriedly replied: "Yes, it's the maid beside Mrs. Sizheng, and the order came..."

"Lady Temple's maid? ...”

The young monk listened to the monk's answer, but his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly. So after glancing at the little boy standing beside him, he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, what a poisonous woman! Even if I let my poor nephew out of this evil house! and thou shalt not go out of this main gate! even called the lowly biological mother of the pestle foot to come to pretend to pass on the life of the second brother! It's really like a femme fatale! What a vicious heart!

"Humph! What if I want to go through this gate today? ”

The more the young monk thought about it, and a wave of anger rushed to his heart. So after snorting coldly, he said to the monk who stopped him.

"It's... This... Temple, temple master! You, don't be embarrassed little monk... Little monk, too.. Don't dare to disobey the order of the temple! ”

As he spoke, the burly monk knelt down in front of the young monk and pleaded. Another burly monk knelt down when he saw his companions. But he also knelt down and folded his hands together to the young monk: "I still hope that the temple master will give grace!" Cast Grace! ”

With the two monks guarding the door, they both knelt down and pleaded with the young monk. The young monk's face was also blue and white, but his heart couldn't help but be secret... I think I'm also the master of this temple! You can't even get out of this main gate today?! Father monk! If you have a spirit in the Land of Elysium, look at the heirs of the Dharma who have been torn apart by your own monastery! Why didn't you wait for me to come back from my study trip after my eldest brother passed away? Why do you want to pass on the temple position of this family temple to me, a good second brother? Now even I, the master of the temple, can't take my nephew out of this main gate?! Father monk! ...

"Three, third uncle.. Let's go, let's go there.."

The boy tugged at the young monk with an angry face. As he spoke, he also stretched out his finger and pointed to the small door next to the huge main entrance.

He stared at his nephew with big eyes. Ying Cobalt finally grew a mouthful of stuffiness in his chest. He no longer looked at the old kneeling monks. Instead, he took his nephew's little hand and walked towards the side gate next to the main entrance of the temple.

After all, the temple of this family temple is his second brother. Although Ying Cobalt knew that this would not allow him to cluble with his nephew, it must be the second sister-in-law who came out of the main gate. It wasn't his good second brother Ying Ming's doing. But he knows his good second brother too well... Since the vicious woman can be grandiose, she pretends to stop herself and her nephew in the name of the second brother temple. Of course, there must be a plan to leave if you are really forced to go out of the main door!

If you really let that wicked woman get away with it... I'm afraid that if I take my nephew away this time, maybe I will fall short because of my anger. As long as you break through the front door with your pestle... The vicious woman was afraid that she would be hindered, so she would tell her good second brother about her hard break.

Hum! In the end, the second brother will definitely follow that evil woman! Don't let yourself take the clube! If the clubfoot is imprisoned in the Waste Pavilion again... I can't tell that my poor nephew will be poisoned by that vicious woman that day! Second brother! Second brother! Isn't the clubfoot your own flesh and blood?! In your eyes.. Is it only the interests between temples? Acre? Monkhood? Is family affection so worthless to you?!

"Clubfoot, let's go..."

Ying Cobalt just silently, holding his nephew's little hand, walked out of the small side door of the temple. After looking back at the temple behind him with a complicated mind, the gray tiles of the vermilion wall were not magnificent, and said to his nephew with a wry smile.

"Hmm!"

Foot nodded his little head in response.

Walking on the way out of the temple, the morning fog had already gradually dissipated. In the nearby fields, there are also figures of men and women of the Shoto family working. As long as someone sees Ying Cobalt's figure, no matter how far away that person is from him. In the next moment, they will stop their work and respectfully bow with their hands folded in response to cobalt.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at his nephew step by step, he looked at it with great curiosity, when he passed by the acres of fields along the way, an old man who was still kneeling in the mud of the field, clasped his hands and saluted himself. The young monk, who had calmed down many of his worries, asked his nephew with a smile.

"Uncle, he.. He.."

"Pestle, where the third uncle took you, you should study the Fa with the master there. Maybe one day, you will be like the third uncle, let these Tian family sons bow to you. ”

Ying Cobalt spoke, but he couldn't help it, and reached out and stroked his nephew's little head. The pestle seemed to understand, looked up at the smiling third uncle and said suspiciously: "Me? ”