To get to the temple entrance, you have to go up a long stone staircase.

There are already people who arrive first and are climbing the stairs.

Although Xia Wenjin has never been here, he knows that there are a total of one hundred and eight stone steps at the gate of this temple, after all, it is a mountain, and there is a layer of fallen leaves on it, and an old monk is sweeping the fallen leaves.

The broom in his hand was waved lightly and heavily, unhurriedly, and the good men and women around him came and went, but he only focused on the fallen leaves on the ground, and did not even lift his eyelids.

When Xia Wenjin passed, the sweeping monk who seemed to melt into the entire heaven and earth suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at Xia Wenjin, and the broom in his hand was raised, and it swept towards Xia Wenjin.

Many people were taken aback, the broom is used to sweep dust and dust, sweep leaves, and use it to sweep people, which is not only a dirty problem, but also a disrespect for people.

Kang and Liu, who wanted to walk in front but couldn't keep up, had to follow behind, almost laughed.

This woman is so fierce, and the subordinates with her also have a fierce look, do you see it, even the monk sweeping the fallen leaves at the door can't stand it.

Hit hard, and it's better to go out with a disgraced face.

was blocked by this sweeping monk, Xia Wenjin stopped, but the sweeping monk only swept her twice, then stopped, and continued to sweep her own fallen leaves.

After all, Xia Wenjin was the first person to be treated like this, and many people looked at Xia Wenjin with strange eyes as they walked.

Others stopped by resting their feet.

The old monk swept people with a broom, even if there was no maid by the woman's side, not like a lady from everyone's background, but this breath must be unbearable, right?

It seems that he has not yet entered the temple gate, and there is a good show to watch first.

However, Xia Wenjin disappointed them, and did not have the expected willow eyebrows upside down, angry, Xia Wenjin didn't care about the broom, not only didn't she care, she didn't leave, just sat down on a step.

The mountain breeze blows, and the steps are very clean.

The people who were waiting to see the excitement couldn't wait, they didn't want to miss the pulpit, and this woman looked peaceful, and even smiled with three points, it was just a waste of time to wait here.

The sweeping monk swept the entire stairs, and Xia Wenjin was still sitting there.

There's something strange about it.

There is an endless stream of people on the stone steps, walking towards the temple gate, disappearing in the solemn, with the door of Fanxiang, on the clean stone steps, the fallen leaves are rolling, the white-eyed old monk bows his head and sweeps the leaves, on the steps next to him, there is a quiet look, a girl with an excellent posture, the girl does not sit on the steps at all to damage the image of the consciousness, of course, others see, will not feel that her sitting posture is unsightly.

On the contrary, the steps are picturesque, the old monk is picturesque, and the fallen leaves are picturesque, and this girl is the most striking scenery in the painting.

After sweeping the floor, the sweeping monk was ready to call it a day, and Xia Wenjin was still sitting there.

The sweeping monk said, "Didn't the donor come here for the pulpit of Buddhism? Why are you here to linger? ”

Xia Wenjin said casually: "You can listen to the Dharma anywhere, who said that you must go to the pulpit?" ”

The sweeping monk said: "Today's pulpit will be the first master of emptiness to open the altar to preach the Fa!" ”

Xia Wenjin said: "No wonder so many people come, this master of emptiness has profound Buddhism, I have heard of it a long time ago!" ”

The people passing by the road saw that Xia Wenjin actually chatted with a monk who was sweeping the floor, and couldn't help but laugh secretly when they didn't go inside to grab a good position.

The snarky woman didn't know if she was scared or delayed by something else, but she had just gone up the mountain at this time, rubbing her waist and hating that the mountain was too high, and just saw this situation, she snorted lowly: "I don't know!" ”

The sweeping monk said: "If the donor doesn't enter the temple gate early, there will be no place to stand for a while." ”

Xia Wenjin said with a smile: "Master, there are one hundred and eight steps here, and my feet are only one foot, where can I not even have a place to stand?" ”

The sweeping monk glanced at her, nodded and said, "What the donor said is true!" ”

Xia Wenjin smiled again: "Master, since there is probably no place to stand in the temple, it is better to bother the master, I want to listen to the master talk about Buddhism!" Is that possible? ”

As soon as she said this, several people laughed, of course, all laughing.

Listen to an old monk who sweeps the floor at the gate of a temple to talk about Buddhism? Isn't there a brain disease?

If an old monk who sweeps the floor at the door is asked to teach her the Dharma, if this old monk really knows what the Dharma, how can he sweep the floor here? If an old monk who sweeps the floor understands Buddhism, then isn't the Bodhi Temple full of high monks?

It must be the funniest joke they've ever heard in their lives, and there isn't one of them.

The sweeping monk also said: "Lao Wei is just a sweeping monk, and he can't be a master!" ”

Xia Wenjin said: "The master is in good shape, but it's just a title!" ”

The sweeping monk's white eyebrows moved slightly, and he also smiled, and said, "What the donor said is true!" Seeing that Xia Wenjin still didn't leave, he asked: "Donor, since you go to the temple gate and don't enter, isn't it as if you enter Baoshan and go back empty-handed?" ”

Xia Wenjin said: "Master, there is a Buddha in front of you, why bother to go to the Western Heavens?" ”

The sweeping monk glanced at her, his calm eyes revealed a little scrutiny, Xia Wenjin smiled and looked at him, his expression and tone were a little determined!

She turned a deaf ear to other people's ridicule, and she was at ease with other people's contempt.

The sweeper walked away with a broom.

Xia Wenjin followed suit.

The snarky woman came to show her superiority again at this time, and she couldn't help but say to the maid next to her: "Why don't you help me go up the mountain quickly?" If I can't grab the position of the pulpit, can I follow the old monk who sweeps the floor? ”

Obviously scolding the maid, in fact, he was ridiculing Xia Wenjin for not even knowing the pulpit, and when he entered the Bodhi Temple, he thought he was a monk when he saw a bald monk.

Xia Wenjin ignored it.

When you enter the temple gate, you will go straight to the pulpit.

The pulpit will be set up in the open space in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, although there is still some distance at this time, but you can see that there are many people there, which is really a grand occasion.

The sweeping monk walked to the path on the right, and Xia Wenjin followed.

The sweeping monk walked all the way to a side hall, and a small novice came to take the broom, saluted, and then turned to leave.

The sweeping monk turned to Xia Wenjin: "Why did the donor follow the old man?" ”

Xia Wenjin clasped his hands together, bowed, and said: "The little woman has doubts and wants to ask Master Kongzen to solve her doubts!" ”

The sweeping monk was surprised: "Do you know empty Zen? ”

Xia Wenjin shook his head, in Shi'an Temple, Mo Qingfeng's disguise let her know that there was an empty Zen monk in Bodhi Temple, and moreover, Mo Qingfeng was far away, no one knew empty Zen, and the disguised appearance was very different from the sweeping monk in front of her.

The sweeping monk said, "Then how do you know that I am empty Zen?" ”

Xia Wenjin said honestly: "Although the master sweeps the floor with a broom, but people can clearly see it, but they will ignore it, and if he can match his aura with the surrounding environment, he must not be an ordinary monk!" ”