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There is a little monk named Zi Que in Fayuan Temple who has a good relationship with Zi Niu now, not because of the difference in their names, but because of the coincidence, they are missing to carry spices at the back mountain gate every day. Scattered all over the ground, Zi Niu ran into it, not afraid of being dirty or tired to help all the things clear, Zi Que felt that this girl was really a female Bodhisattva.

Zique has a lively personality and a mouthful of Beijing films, he said that he has been able to recite the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" since he was a child, of course, he does not understand its meaning, and he is completely familiar with it from the mouths of the old ladies in the neighborhood.

It turned out that Zique was a local near Fayuan Temple, sometimes Xie Hua fell asleep, Ziniu didn't have a class in the afternoon, and he went down the mountain with Zique to sit at the entrance of his alley and enjoy the coolness.

Quite meaningful.

Inside the chaimen, the old ladies sat religiously, holding a string of Buddhist beads, and recited the "Heart Sutra" aloud. That is, use your fingers to pluck a Buddha bead. A long string of Buddhist beads, all of them are dialed out, pick up a peach wood stalk, a Jiao cinnabar, and light a little on the yellow paper off the plate. The yellow paper gate is printed with Buddha statues, and there are dense small circles all around, and it takes me to dot these small circles with cinnabar, and I really don't know how much time it takes. On a summer afternoon, the sound of cicadas is like a tide. The voices of the old ladies chanting the Buddha gradually became muffled, their heads drooped, and they suddenly woke up, deeply aware of their sins, so they shook again and spoke loudly again. Ziniu sometimes sleeps off when he looks at it, and then he feels funny and warm when he looks at this scene. I really found a place to relax my soul.

Xie Hua now lives in Fayuan Temple and hardly goes out, Ziniu feels that this noble lady is now more and more like these pious old ladies under the mountain, reciting Buddha as if she were thinking about life......

This day is not a festival or a celebration, but the temple is surprisingly lively. The Buddha's name is like thunder, and the cigarette smoke is like a dance. Under the solemn Buddha statue, the monk in the cloth knocked the wooden fish with his hand, and stood majestically. However, half of the temple was under martial law, leaving only half for pilgrims and tourists.

Zique was dispatched to guard the entrance and exit of a small mountain gate on the eastern slope, and no idle people were allowed to stay. How could he die?

Ziniu has a special pass in the temple, so it doesn't matter if he stays for a while, he sits on the threshold and chats with Zique.

"Who's coming, so grand."

Zique pouted, "The Taoist priest of Guanyue Temple works so hard every time he comes. ”

"Daoist?" Zi Niu thought it was funny: "Isn't it strange for Taoist priests to come to worship the monk temple?" Besides, the relationship between you and the Taoist temple should not be very good, and you are fighting for incense. ”

Zique looked at her, "You still know something." Do you know what kind of Taoist priest the monk hates the most? ”

"Wang Yuanji?"

Ziniu really "knows something", thanks to her uncle's erudition, he encouraged her to read a lot of miscellaneous books.

Speaking of this, Wang Yuanqi is not a Buddhist sinner who "stands up to the sky and the earth"! Ziniu had also seen a picture of him in a certain book, wearing a homespun cotton coat, his eyes were glazed and cowering, and he was a Chinese peasant who could be met everywhere in that era. He was originally a farmer in Macheng, Hubei, and fled to Gansu to become a Taoist priest. After several twists and turns, he unfortunately became the home of the Mogao Grottoes, controlling the most splendid culture in ancient China. This greedy and short-sighted Taoist priest took very little money from foreign adventurers and asked them to transport away countless boxes of Dunhuang cultural relics. Now. The experts of the Dunhuang Research Institute had to buy microfilm of Dunhuang documents from foreign museums again and again in humiliation, sighed, and walked to the magnifier.

The splendid civilization of Buddhism is handed over to such a Taoist priest, and it is ruined, should it not be hated the most?

Zique shook his head, and his young and green fingers slammed into the courtyard wall, and let out a sigh like an old monk, "What should be hated is these scum now." For example, some Taoist priests like You, who advocate 'holiness and tolerance', tell them to keep their eyes above the top, and enter our Buddhist door as casually as entering the private corridor in his Taoist temple. ”

Ziniu doesn't know, the original monk and Taoist's "grievances and hatred" are still intensifying?

Zi Que saw that she was puzzled, and sighed, "Thanks to the fact that you are still a person within the threshold, haven't you heard of gossip?" Now that there are people above who believe, they praise these Taoist priests so that they don't know who their ancestors are. ”

Ziniu's thought is also, Fayuan Temple is a "high-end temple" in the end, how many celebrities and rich people believe in it, and even it is "polite and multi-point", it will definitely not be underestimated...... However, she was not interested in inquiring about this, Xie Hua was already sensitive, so why cause trouble.

"Eh, you can't stand here now, you're still smoking, the smoke is out!"

Zique suddenly stood up and pointed and shouted,

It turned out that there was a man on the other side of the slope, walking on a rock, tiptoeing, looking into the courtyard wall, and there was still a cigarette on his hanging fingers.

The man didn't take him seriously, raised his hand and took a sip, frowned and continued to look, and came down.

When he came down, he was fine, but he seemed to remember something, and walked up to the stone again, intending to take another look. Now he was angry, and he picked up the broom, "Eh, you look at me and shout in vain, don't you hear clearly?" You can't stand here! "To tell the truth, the Fayuan Temple is very prosperous, and the monks, including the little monks like Zique, are also arrogant, and they are all faults.

The man saw that the little monk was domineering, rushed over with a broom, and did it, pointing his fingers with cigarettes at him, "Yo, the little bald donkey is tall, come, my brother welcomes you," is also a typical Beijing film, very impatient,

Ziniu estimated that Zi Que was a little excited about "cutting the road" just now, and he was angry at this time, and he really called over with a broom!

The man took a stride, came up and snatched the broken weapon that Zi lacked and threw it to the side! The action was too neat, and he was stunned for a while, and he didn't have time to enter the pulling battle of "snatching the broomstick" with him, and the weapon was lost? This stunned was even more angry, "I'll fight with you!" Zi lacked long teeth and five claws to pounce with all his might, and the man relied on his height advantage to backhand and lock his throat with one hand! It can only be summed up in chic, and the cigarette in one hand has not been dropped!

The man smiled, and the corners of his lips were still a little annoying, "Brother, practice for a few more years, or, grow a little longer,"

Zique should be so ashamed and indignant, he kicked around his neck with his backhand, and finally shouted out, "Ziniu!" If you don't come to help me, just watch him bully me!! ”

The man turned around, how annoyed he didn't care about it, and he sighed in his heart, this temple is also rare, a little monk and a little woman sit together and "sigh happily", and no one cares? …… Just about to turn his head, suddenly there was a momentum behind him, his neck was struggling to climb, the woman fell down like a scale, he was unstable in his center of gravity, and let go of the little monk's hand, this is good, the little monk turned over and punched and kicked him. No matter how agile he is, he can't withstand the joint attack of a violent little monk and a weighing girl, and he suffers.

Although Zi Niu feels that Zi Que also has a strong place, but on the whole, this person is too arrogant, Zi Que is young in the end, and the vulgar is only a child in the third year of junior high school, if you treat him like this, Zi Niu is willing to "take the lead" as a scale hammer for you!

The whole scene is quite funny,

The three of them scuffled,

At first, the girl helped the little monk to get angry, but later felt that it was too much, and went to pull the little monk again.

The man was "beaten" out of the nosebleed, the actual situation is that it is not the handiwork of the little monk, the girl is okay if she doesn't persuade him, but when she persuades, she hit his nose with her elbow! …… Men are really ...... The little monk is a little barbarian, and the weighing girl is definitely a big-stirring stick!

This saw the blood,

stopped,

The girl dragged the little monk aside, "He's bleeding!" "The murderer is more frightened and innocent than he is a victim,

The little monk coldly said, "You deserve it." ”

The man got up, "Lao Tzu hit a pig today and fell into mold for eight lifetimes" looked at them coldly, glanced at their pair of living treasures, looked at it with a nosebleed, unexpectedly, gone?

Ziniu exhaled, relieved Zique, and frowned at him again, "As for it," as if she wasn't involved,

Zique pointed to him and left in that direction, "This kind of person is a typical gentleman, owe a beating!" ”

Ziniu didn't pay attention to him anymore, and at a glance, he saw a black leather book on the side of the turf,

The man fell,

Pick it up and take a look,

A mention of the heart,

Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Open it again and take a look,

Ziniu can't wait to eat the book and stare at it!

There is a name in the very good-looking handwriting that is particularly familiar,

Xiao Xiaohan!