Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Man's Intuition
Desheng walked towards us and said with a smile: "Let the two of you laugh, the two junior brothers have conflicting personalities, fighting is the norm in the temple, I am the same senior brother as I am sick, I can't help one of them, it's better to let them fight enough and then persuade them well." β
It's really enough Buddha!
I sighed in my heart, and I caught a glimpse of the two monks, Lao and Dying, who had already gotten up from the ground, panting and glaring at each other fiercely, incompatible.
"Who is going to grow old and who is going to die?" I asked.
Desheng smiled and said, "The donor might as well guess." β
Although he was looking at me, he was also saying this to Ye Dingxi.
I looked at the two, the one on the left side had a fat head and big ears, eyes like oxen, a fat and round body, a robe that was squeezed open at will, and a ball-like belly that was higher than that of a pregnant woman.
The one on the right has a long and narrow face, is as thin as wood, and the wide robe is like a burlap bag covering the body, like a bamboo kite, which can be blown into the sky with the wind.
Speaking of which, the monks in this temple are all strange, tall, short, fat and thin, with great differences in body size, not to mention the age span, from ancient to young.
The only person who can be regarded as decent can only be a sick person, but he is very arrogant.
Look, isn't it weird!
"In my opinion......"
I pointed to the big-bellied monk and said, "That's going to die." β
I have to laugh, but I don't know what I mean by laughing.
On the side, Ye Dingxi also hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes were also fixed on the big-bellied monk, and said, "That's old." β
"The donor is right. β
Taksheng announced.
I looked at Ye Dingxi with two eyes: "How did you guess it?!"
"A man's intuition. He smiled mysteriously.
The corners of my mouth twitched, and I despised him with a look of "I believe you are the ghost".
When I returned to the meditation room, there were many old and dead, and there were three little monks who sent tea.
The little monk looked at the two empty tea cups on the small table in the square, scratched his smooth scalp, and muttered to himself: "Hey, are you really done drinking?"
This kid is so naΓ―ve!
I dipped my fingers in saliva, and was about to touch the little monk's eyelids, but Desheng suddenly stopped me.
"Donors, disciples of Buddhism, what they see and what they get, each has its own creation, and you must not forcibly interfere with their spiritual path. β
"That's right. β
I quietly rubbed my fingers against the hem of Ye Dingxi's clothes, and nodded embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I almost did something wrong." β
The little monk came in with a new cup of tea, still two cups, replaced the original tea cup, and then walked out with a tray.
Facing the door of the meditation room, Desheng sat on the futon, looking at the two junior disciples with calm eyes.
"But what do you want to say?"
The fat monk had to take the lead and said, "Senior brother, this time you have to die to provoke me first!"
"Nonsense!"
The thin bamboo pole was stuck in his waist and squirted: "It's clear that you did it first! You even dare to sue crookedly! See if I don't kill you!"
"Come on, fight, fight, I haven't been afraid of anyone in a fight!"
As one of the onlookers, I was dumbfounded.
These two ...... Is it really a monk?
Ye Dingxi's expression was slightly serious at the moment, obviously what was happening in front of him was beyond the outline, and it was completely outside the scope of information he investigated.
"Get old, get old!"
The abbot and senior brother and judge and peacemaker finally spoke.
"There are guests in the courtyard today, you two don't do anything wrong!"
That's right!
A Zen Temple is the most famous temple in ten miles and eight towns, but there are two monks who are full of sayings and do things if they don't agree with each other, is it too much to violate the harmony?
Please give me this female ghost who finally climbed up from the underworld a sense of truth, kindness and beauty!
Hearing the words of life, old age and death looked at us.
"What are you two doing in a Zen temple?"
"yes, what's the point?"
You see, it's a united front now.
However, according to the attitude of the two of them, they should also be able to see me, and there are only a few monks who want to come to this Zen temple, except for the smallest mortal with the naked eye, and the others have hidden abilities.
Ye Dingxi's eyelids didn't lift, but his voice was a little colder than before.
"Master Desheng, if you feel that it is inconvenient for us to be here, you can say bluntly, and it is okay for my wife and I to go outside. β
I nodded: "Family ugliness can't be publicized, right, I understand, I understand!"
When I was in the underworld, every time Lao Cui taught me, he also liked to talk behind closed doors, how could those jailers and jailers and ghosts everywhere let them see?
"Master Ye Shi misunderstood. β
Desheng smiled, then looked at the two junior disciples and said, "You guys talk first." β
The old man and the dead glanced at each other, and the fire flickered in their eyes, which made the enemy look blushing when they met.
"I'll say it first!"
De Lao preemptively said: "Today I went down the mountain to procure, bought back a roast chicken and three roast geese, was seen by death, and followed me to the kitchen, and stole one of the roast geese to hide in the firewood room while I was not paying attention, and then I caught him, and he actually bit back and said that I hid the roast goose as a single food, and then we fought!"
"Humph!"
He jumped to his feet in a dead rage, straightened his neck and retorted: "I knew that you kid was going to deceive my senior brother! It was clear that I saw the whole process of you hiding the roast goose, and you were afraid that you would be punished by your senior brother, so you put the blame on my head and beat me!"
"It's your hand!"
"It's the goose you hid!"
"It's not me!"
"That's you!"
β......β
Ye Dingxi and I stared at each other with wide eyes, each speechless.
The root cause of the fight between the two brothers is because of a roast goose? This is also outrageous!
I gestured to Ye Dingxi's eyes, then got up and said, "Master Desheng, I think we should go out for a walk." β
Desheng bowed slightly: "The two donors, please take care of yourself." β
When Ye Dingxi and I stayed away from the noisy meditation room, we let out a long breath.
"It's not easy to be an abbot in this monastery!" I sighed.
Ye Dingxi was silent, for some reason, after he saw the four monks of the character generation, he always seemed to be thinking about something, and frequently wandered, and after a while, he woke up like a dream and asked, "What did you say?"
"I said, it's been two hours since I came, and I haven't asked a word about Old Man Luo's thing!" I repeated.
Ye Dingxi nodded: "It's a little strange, after we came, things in the temple were overwhelmed, it was clearly a deep mountain and pure land, but it was full of tacky, it seems that those monks did have a problem." β
"Then who stole the roast goose?" I asked.
Ye Dingxi was about to answer, but his thin lips suddenly tightened, and his expression turned to a serious expression: "Master Disease, since you are in the same place, why do you eavesdrop?"