The deacon monk with eighteen monks.

These monks are lined up on both sides, all with their hands folded and chanting the Buddha's name in their mouths.

The deacon monk led Xia Wenjin from this road to the Zen monastery. Xia Wenjin walked into the courtyard and saw that this Zen courtyard was bigger than the courtyard where Kong Zen lived.

Not only is it bigger, it's also quieter.

The deacon monk also took Xia Wenjin to visit the layout of the entire courtyard, the Zen courtyard is in the southeast, but it is not near the road near the back mountain, it is built on the edge of a cliff. Push open the window and you can see the cliffs below.

It's secluded, it's secluded!

As long as the door of the Zen temple is closed, no one will disturb it.

It is said that the eighteen people at the door will always be around to prevent anyone from coming to disturb them.

So grand!

The deacon monk led Xia Wenjin to the middle of the meditation room, pushed the door open, and saw the statue of Guanyin hanging on the wall at a glance, and the bodhisattva with kind eyebrows and kind eyes held a white fat doll in his arms, the painting was exquisite, and it was very pleasing.

The meditation bed was larger than the one she had stayed in before, and the bedding on it was softer.

A large futon is placed under the statue of Guanyin, and on the side of the meditation bed, there is a stack of scriptures. There was a table in the corner, and there was a stack of scriptures on the table, as well as the Four Treasures of Writing, which were used to copy the scriptures.

The whole meditation room is concise and clear.

In addition to the statue of Guanyin, there are no other ornaments on the wall.

The deacon monk said, "Donor, you can stay here tonight, chanting sutras, or copying scriptures." It's best not to sleep all night, but if you're really sleepy, you can take a nap. When it comes to seeking children, the more sincere the heart, the more spiritual. The Bodhisattva will perceive your sincerity and send you a noble son! ”

As he spoke, he lit candles and lit the room, and then lit incense, saying, "This incense is used to calm the minds, and if the donor thinks it is not bright enough, he can light these four candlesticks." ”

Very detailed!

But Xia Wenjin didn't seem to pay attention at all, her expression was sad and hopeful, her eyes lit up, and her originally beautiful face, because of a bright color, became more and more difficult to take off her eyes, she said: "I hope that this time I can get the mercy of the Bodhisattva and give me a man and a woman, otherwise, if I go back, I will have to be a concubine for my husband Zhang Luona!" ”

This expression, this action, this demeanor, and this tone are indeed the mentality of a young lady from a large family who can't ask for a child, but doesn't want her husband to take a concubine, and hopes to give birth to a boy and a woman to consolidate her position as soon as possible.

The deacon monk lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry, the Bodhisattva of this temple will respond to your request!" As long as the donor sincerely appeals, his wishes will come true! ”

"Thank you, Master!"

The deacon monk said: "If the donor has no other questions, the poor monk will retire first!" ”

Xia Wenjin said: "Wait, master, where are my housekeepers and girls?" ”

The deacon monk said, "It has been arranged for them to stay separately." This is the Zen Temple, there is only one donor tonight, the donor can lock the door of the Zen Temple, outside, there are monks to guard, no one comes to disturb, the donor can rest assured! ”

Xia Wenjin said: "Okay, master go get busy!" ”

The housekeeper's subordinates, maids, and mothers-in-law are all arranged separately, and she is the only one in the entire Zen monastery, but there are so many monks guarding outside, so she can rest assured?

Xia Wenjin walked to the gate, and the deacon monk said: "There is only one key to this lock, and the donor locks it in his hand, and tomorrow morning, the donor can open the door to get breakfast." ”

The door was closed, and there was a large brass lock with a stout cylinder, and it was locked from the inside. At first glance, it seems to be quite safe.

Xia Wenjin didn't say a word, he closed the gate, shut the monks outside, locked it, took the key in his hand, and went to the courtyard.

She'll have to check again.

The deacon monk left, and went directly to the front hall, in a hall, he walked in, there was also a Buddha statue in the hall, there was a monk sitting in front of the futon, the monk was striking the wooden fish with one hand, raising the other, a string of prayer beads between the thumb and index finger, he twisted, and whispered the sutra in his mouth.

This monk is the first master of Mingqing.

The deacon monk entered the temple and waited patiently.

Mingqing knocked on Muyu's hand and stopped, opened his eyes, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The deacon monk said: "Back to the master, you have settled down!" ”

"Is there anything unusual?"

The deacon monk shook his head: "There is nothing abnormal, that lady is anxious to have a son, and it is obvious that she does not want her husband to take a concubine." I can't wait to lock the door and go to chanting! ”

Mingqing nodded and said, "This seat has also observed, she is indeed sincere, and she is sincere in her heart!" ”

The deacon monk lowered his voice and said, "Does the master want to do this in person?" ”

Ming Qing glanced at him and said slowly: "That donor is so sincere, this seat should do its best to help!" ”

The deacon monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said, "The disciple obeys!" ”

Xia Wenjin looked at the entire Zen courtyard inside and out, and there was indeed no one. She was the only one in the entire courtyard. She even looked under the bed, removed the futon and looked at the back of the painting. No traps, no hidden grids.

There was a knock on the wall, but there was no secret door.

She had knocked on the bricks underground, and there were no basements or dark grids.

At the end, Xia Wenjin sat back on the futon and picked up a scripture book casually.

The scriptures are hand-copied, pale yellow, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, mixed with the aroma of incense, still very fragrant

Incense, ink, smell very comfortable.

However, Xia Wenjin frowned, and when he smelled the first wisp of breath, he immediately closed the scripture.

This sutra is a manuscript, copied in ink, and it is supposed to be filled with a fragrant medicinal juice. The aroma is very light, but the incense is much stronger, and it is easy to ignore.

But Xia Wenjin won't.

She even captured the aromas of the two very clearly.

Both are non-toxic, but when the two aromas are mixed, they will merge into a non-toxic substance, which is not very serious, and will not even cause any effect on the body, that is, it makes people fall asleep unconsciously, and when they get up the next day, their spirits will not deteriorate.

Some people with insomnia will add this thing to tea and drink it to help them sleep.

But those who can use this are extremely clever healers.

After all, knowing the efficacy of the fusion of these two substances has to go through countless tests, and even if the test is completed, it will be regarded as a secret recipe and will not be easily passed on.

In her last life, Xia Wenjin was exhausted for Huangfu Yuxuan's affairs for a while, insomnia and anxiety, and the whole person lost weight, Huangfu Yuxuan personally brought a bowl of lotus seed soup, she smelled this aroma, Huangfu Yuxuan told her that it was to let her sleep well.

It was true, she slept until dawn, did not even have a dream, and when she woke up the next day, she was full of energy.

At that time, she felt that it was Huangfu Yuxuan's love and care for him, considerate and gentle. Thinking about it now, the matter she had to deal with at that time was extremely detailed and complicated, and there was no room for error, and Huangfu Yuxuan was worried that she would not have enough energy and make a mistake in handling it. Even if she can't make a mistake, I'm afraid that she will run out of oil and run out of lights, faint halfway, and others won't be able to take over!