"The sea of suffering is boundless." Master Wuxiang sighed. I don't know who this sentence refers to or what it means.

After hearing this, Mu Hongshang held her breath and didn't say anything for a long time, and finally asked: "Senior brother, you and Master are both disciples of Buddhism, don't you pay attention to the equality of all beings in front of the Buddha?" Could it be that I was born as a woman because I committed some karma in my previous life and will be punished in this life? I clearly feel that being a woman is the original sin in itself, and where does equality come from? ”

"That's a question I can't answer." Master Wuxiang reached out and picked up the teapot in his hand and poured a cup of tea for Mu Hongsheng: "I don't want to use those Buddhist teachings to explain you. ”

"I want to thank Senior Brother," Mu Hongsheng smiled, but her eyes were obviously a little dark: "Thank you for not persuading me to open some, and thank you for not persuading me to accept my fate." ”

"Because I guessed, persuasion is just in vain," Master Wuxiang said not politely at all: "Therefore, I will save some trouble." ”

"Senior brother, this is like what my master said." Mu Hongshang really smiled this time: "He said the same thing." Master always said that if you can't figure it out, forget it, why embarrass yourself, the reasoning of others is not necessarily right, and there is nothing wrong with sticking to your own opinion. ”

"It's really like what Uncle Huiming would say," Wuxiang also smiled, his smile was open-minded and ungloomy, and his eyes did not show a look similar to sympathy: "He has always done his own thing." Otherwise, it would not be so old that I remembered to accept an apprentice, and I also accepted a female doll. ”

"You see, senior brother, it can be seen that there is really no fairness in this world." Mu Hongsheng spread her hands and complained half-truthfully: "Even you, a monk, dislike me for being a girl." ”

"Nonsense." Master Wuxiang immediately waved his hand in disgrace: "When have I ever disliked you?" The female doll is very good, except that she can't be a monk, it's good everywhere. ”

"It's really strange to say," Mu Hongsheng propped her cheeks: "Why doesn't Master want to accept a little apprentice of a monk, and as soon as he accepts me, who has never worshiped Buddha, Senior Brother, do you think that the Buddha will care about my master and think that he has accepted an ungodly apprentice?" ”

"Accepting apprentices also depends on fate." Master Wuxiang replied with a smile: "Uncle Huiming has been cultivating in Jinghui Temple for so many years, and this little monk who is running around the courtyard has not seen anyone he likes. He didn't accept you so that you could follow him to eat fasting and pray Buddha. Although Uncle Huiming is a monk, you are not, no one asks you to worship the Buddha with him, my Buddha is compassionate, how can I care about these small things. ”

"Master really can't think about it," Mu Hongshang sighed softly: "In order to accept me as an apprentice, he promised my grandmother that he would follow me wherever I went in the future." But what's the good of following an apprentice like me? Zuo just followed me from home to another house, and sat in the back house every day looking at the boxy sky. ”

"If the heart is at ease, the world will be wide." Master Wuxiang laughed: "Look at my Great Xiangguo Temple, is it possible that it is not a boxy sky?" Uncle Huiming is a monk, where to sit and chant the scriptures is not chanting? But you don't have to be so restricted. ”

"Where can I go up?" Mu Hongshang couldn't help but smile and shook her head: "It's okay in Beijing, but I still have Sister Xie to play with me." When I marry in the future, I will go to Jiangnan, a completely unfamiliar place, I don't know the place well, and I don't even have a friend. ”

"Although you don't have many friends, you have many brothers, and there are even more nephews and apprentices." Master Wuxiang pointed out the window: "See?" This big monk and small monk in the courtyard are all your fellow monks. In the future, no matter where you go, you can find a temple in the local area and ask, as long as you say that you are the apprentice of Uncle Huiming, my sister, and I guarantee that a monk will come up to recognize your relatives. ”

"Liar," Mu Hongsheng smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I'm afraid I'm not going to be beaten out as a liar." ”

"Come on, here's for you." Wuxiang touched it in the monk's robe, took out a small ebony card and handed it to Mu Hongsheng, Mu Hongshang originally thought that this was a small Buddha statue, or something else, but she didn't expect that on this small ebony wooden card engraved with treasure flowers, there were actually two words "red clothes" carved with seal characters.

"This is ......" Mu Hongsheng was surprised and reached out to take the scented ebony plaque and looked at it carefully.

"I have a piece too." Wuxiang took out another small wooden plaque from his arms and handed it to Hongshang, the small wooden plaque is very similar to the style of Hongshang, but it looks like it has been around for some years, and the word "Juechen" is engraved on it.

"Senior Brother Juejing of Jinghui Temple also has a piece," Wuxiang explained, "Only the eldest disciple has it." You are the eldest disciple of Uncle Huiming, so you have it too. You're no different from us, it's just that you're younger, not a monk, and that's not a big deal. ”

"I see." Mu Hongshang smiled and took the small wooden card into his arms: "If I am bullied in the future, I can casually find a nearby temple to complain, and then there will be many colleagues to help me come out and fight." ”

"Then you don't have to count on it." Master Wuxiang hurriedly shook his head: "How can a monk practice self-denial and self-denial, how can he argue with others at will." Besides, let the monks help you fight, they have to have this ability! Not every monk knows how to practice martial arts. There are more than 500 monks in Daxiangguo Temple, and there are only 30 or 50 people who really practice martial arts. ”

"I see." Mu Hongsheng nodded: "However, my master said, senior brother, you are very powerful." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, Uncle Huiming praised it falsely," Wuxiang smiled and said a fake politeness first: "But if the little junior sister wants to try the skills of the poor monk, the poor monk should accompany her." ”

Yoh? Mu Hongshang was stunned. Master of Phaselessness, this is an offer frame? Okay! She immediately pushed the teacup in her hand, stood up and hugged her fist towards Wuxiang: "Senior brother, please." ”

Master Wuxiang didn't move while sitting, he nodded at Mu Hongsheng with a smile, and responded, "Little junior sister, please." ”

At the same time, Xie Shurou, who was sitting with Gu Yilan drinking tea, couldn't sit still. She craned her neck to look out the door, muttering as she looked, "What's the matter, why is the red dress so slow." ”

"If you can't stay, you can go shopping first," Gu Yilan replied without raising her eyelids, "You don't have to sit here and wait." ”

"It's because of the red dress that I came out. She's not here, what's the point of me walking around by myself. Xie Shurou glanced at Gu Yilan, and sat back on the chair: "I didn't expect that Huiming's old monk really didn't brag, and his seniority was also high, right?" This is really unseemly. Looking at such an inconspicuous old monk as wrinkled, he is really the uncle of Master Wuxiang. ”