"Smack!"

"How many times have I told you! This Buddha statue should be polished! Look at the foot of this Buddha statue! How can there still be gray traces?! Hum! If you're lazy with me! Don't even think about eating tonight's fast! Well! By the way, wipe the ever-bright lamp in the forest and the German scripture tablet together! Do you hear that?! Why don't you go yet?! ”

A young monk who was very unhappy slapped the junior brother who had just entered the temple and scolded him. The young monk was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a blue-faced shirt and was holding a broom. looked coldly at the little junior brother who was not far away after being slapped.

For this new junior brother, he only knew that it was his master, a friend who was studying in the state many years ago, and was entrusted by Fuen Deming Temple to send it, called Yaozu. After the master accepted him, he asked his own family to teach this new disciple who had entered the temple. For this junior brother who stutters when he speaks, even if you bully him, he doesn't cry or make trouble, but it just happens to be used as a summoner!

Hum! Even if it was entrusted by the master's friend, it was sent by the temple. But in this Jincheng Hongyun Temple, there are really many people like him who send them! Among them, there are also many sons of temples and wandering monks who have the body of the heirs of the law.

Jincheng Hongyun Temple is one of the three famous temples of Dezong in Qizhou. Its founding patriarch was the master Yuanji, who followed the first generation of national teachers in the past, and came from Huangjing in Zhongzhou. Master Yuanji led the national teacher to follow the decree of the law, opened the temple in Jinhongshan, Fufei County, and built the Jincheng Hongyun Temple, which was the first generation of the temple. Later, he married the daughter of the national teacher and the master of virtue, and was the maternal relative of the master of the national teacher. For hundreds of years, the two families have been in-laws, and the Yuanji Master has always been in the same lineage, all inheriting the Jincheng Hongyun Temple Temple.

After hundreds of years, the scale of Jincheng Hongyun Temple has gradually been opened, with dozens of monks in one temple and one courtyard. Today, there are 12 temples, 39 courtyards, 67 houses, and thousands of monks. There is also a Jinhong Mountain, a Fuzhong County. It is said that it is located in Jinhong Mountain, Fufei County, and the scale of Jincheng Hongyun Temple is as large as that of a county town.

Nowadays, the most famous monk of Jincheng Hongyun Temple, but also the descendants of the grandchildren of the master of the Yuan machine, the Jin Yuan Hongji Temple, one of the twelve temples, and the master of the waterfall cloud known as "Yuan Ji Lin". Because of his exquisite and profound Buddhism, he has a reputation as a master of Yuanji in the sect and once again has the reputation of being in the world. All the monks of the sect are proud to be disciples of their disciples. But there are not many disciples under Master Puyun. But they are all high-ranking people in the sect and even more scarlet clothes.

In the shade of the trees, there is still a face with the red mark of the junior brother just now. But he was very obedient and carried less than half a bucket, some dirty water and wiping cloths. He came to the stele forest with dozens of stone tablets that the master had just instructed him.

These more than ten exquisitely carved stone tablets are more than ten feet high. Under the embellishment of the Buddha, Bodhi flowers and other patterns, it is densely engraved with obscure scriptures. In front of each stele there are many gilded lotus-shaped lanterns, dotted around these dozens of stone steles.

As the breeze gently blows through the ancient trees near the stele, it will bring a rustling sound of leaves. With the sound of green leaves, they also fell to the ground, dotted on the stone brick floor that was no longer regular due to the loss of time. The erosion of the years has made the white jade-like stone bricks of this place have lost their former charm. Some are just cracked old marks under the embellishment of fallen leaves. Others have disappeared, leaving many potholes on the ancient stone brick floor.

Only the dozens of still exquisite stone tablets have withstood the erosion of time. Although on the monument, it also left traces of time. But because of the careful care of the monks, although there have been decades, even hundreds of years of wind and sun, it is still the same.

Among these steles, the oldest scripture stele is the first generation of the Jincheng Hongyun Temple, the first generation of the temple in the past, the master of Yuan Ji wrote in his own book in his later years, and gave his seventh son Tumin's magic object. Tumin is also one of the 12 family branch temples today, the founder of Jinlin Hongti Temple. Since the first generation of Jinlin Hongti Temple is the picture of the temple, the temple of all dynasties will be in this forest, set up a stone tablet with the same inscription. In order to commemorate the kindness of the ancestor Yuanji Shangshi Branch Temple, it is also an indispensable succession ceremony for the Jinlin Hongti Temple in the past dynasties.

Walking alone in this lush, slightly gloomy stele forest. With a plain face, he began the complicated work of wiping each piece and gilding the lantern in front of the monument. Because the lantern is one head higher than himself, whenever Yaozu is wiping the lantern, he has to use the nearby stones to step on the feet to be able to reach the lantern pavilion of the lantern.

It was easy to wipe the dozens of ever-bright lamps in front of a few monuments, and when he just wanted to wipe the ever-bright lamps in front of the next monument, there was a rustling sound, but it attracted his attention. Driven by instinctive curiosity, when he walked gently to the ever-bright lantern inscription tablet that had not yet been wiped, the sound of the rope still did not stop.

It is also because Yaozu's footsteps are extremely light, and there are now from time to time, the gusts of breeze that hang by, blowing the old trees in the stele forest, and bringing up the rustling sound. It wasn't until Yaozu slowly came there, on the back of the tall monument, that the sound of rustling continued.

"You... You, are.. Who is it? ”

"Ahh

"Boom!"

With Yaozu's sudden question. But it was the man who was hiding behind the monument that frightened him. The man couldn't help but exclaim, but the things in his hand fell to the ground at once. I saw that this person was a middle-aged woman about thirty-five or six.

Her long hair is coiled at the back of her head, and she has a copper hairpin with white beads. A slightly old dress, judging from the faded body and the exquisite dark diamond pattern, it must have been a good sewn garment at the beginning. On the white face, due to the passage of time, there are faint wrinkles in the corners of the eyes and forehead. But this woman is still quite a bit beautiful, and the frightened eyes under the thin willow eyebrows are looking at Yaozu at a loss, and suddenly come out of her side.

"You, you... Really, it scared the hell out of me! ”

The frightened middle-aged woman saw that the person who came was a monk. After glancing at the dirty cloth in Yaozu's hand again, he couldn't help but use his hand to pat his chest, complaining.

"Oops! Oops! This, this has fallen to the ground! ”

As the middle-aged woman spoke, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't caught the thing that had fallen on the ground for a while because of Yaozu's sudden appearance. I saw that at this time, on the stone brick floor, some broken snacks were scattered on the ground from the oiled paper bag.

Looking at the broken snacks scattered from the oil paper bag, the middle-aged woman immediately squatted down and picked up the broken snacks scattered from the oil paper bag back into the oil paper bag.

Yao saw that this was a very strange middle-aged woman, carefully picking up the broken snacks that had just fallen on the ground because of herself. But he immediately put the cloth in his hand on the side of the stone tablet. As a result, with the middle-aged woman, on the stone brick floor of the fallen leaves, she helped find broken snacks.

The middle-aged woman saw Yaozu helping her pick up the broken snacks on the ground. But he didn't stop him, and let him put the harvest he found back into an oiled paper bag wrapped in broken snacks.

And when Yaozu was helping the middle-aged woman to pick up the broken snacks on the ground, he couldn't help but be curious and looked at this strange person in private. I don't know why Yao Zu always has a feeling that this middle-aged woman is not a bad person... Moreover, her face was a little too white... It is not the natural whiteness of a healthy person, but rather the paleness of blood loss.

"What are you looking at?"

Although the middle-aged woman didn't notice Yaozu looking at her at first. But when Yaozu helped her pick up the scattered snacks on the ground, she couldn't help but look at the monk who had scared her just now. As a result, it was discovered that Yaozu was secretly looking at her in private.

The middle-aged woman, who felt angry and funny, immediately stopped looking for it in her hand, and asked Yaozu who was squatting aside.

"No, I didn't look, what to see.."

As he spoke, Yaozu picked up the newly discovered, a piece of broken dim sum, and stretched it out towards the oiled paper bag.

"Wait!"

The middle-aged woman was in Yaozu, putting the small piece of broken dim sum back into the oiled paper bag. But he stopped Yao Zulai, who was going to continue on the ground, looking for scattered snacks. So he reached out and put a piece of broken snacks in the oiled paper bag, which did not fall on the ground, and carefully picked it up and handed it to Yaozu: "Give!" Try it! ”

Yao saw the middle-aged woman handing him a snack. Without much thought, he reached out and took it from the middle-aged woman's hand. Then he stuffed the broken snack into his mouth, and he couldn't help but stiffen. A pair of eyes gradually widened and widened. It was something that was not sweet in his mouth, but he had never eaten it before. He didn't want this thing to be so delicious! It's just that...

"Huh! Haven't eaten this, have you? ”

When Yaozu ate the broken snack and looked at Yaozu with a very strange expression, the middle-aged woman said to Yaozu with a smile. As he spoke, he took out a piece of broken snacks that had not fallen to the ground from the oiled paper bag and handed it to Yaozu: "Give!" ”

"No, don't eat .. Eaten. I, I'm still.. Still help, help you continue, keep looking! ”

Yaozu refused as he spoke. Although he said so, when he looked at the middle-aged woman and handed her the broken snacks, he couldn't help but have a look of longing flashing in his eyes. But he still rejected the kindness of the middle-aged woman, because in his opinion... After all, it's because of myself that I let these things in this person's hands... I don't know what I had never eaten before and fell to the ground. I've already eaten a piece of someone just now... But you shouldn't eat other people's things anymore...

"Don't look for it, it's pretty much there. I've almost got it back. To give! ”

The middle-aged woman slowly stood up and said to Yao Zu, who also stood up. But as he spoke, he handed the broken dim sum in his hand to Yaozu again.