The hall had become larger, nearly twice as large, and in the extra place there was a long table with a stool a few centimeters high on the floor.

In front of the table is also the same table, but behind the table is a Taishi chair, presumably that is the position of his today's husband, Master Kongming.

The outer wall of the hall had been removed, and in its place was a long wooden window, but it had not fallen to the ground, and there was a window seat with a high threshold below, and the window was now wide open, and the light in the hall was almost the same as outside.

The light in the room allows you to see clearly that the furnishings in the house should be a set of original, not only the style is the same, but even the material of the wooden table is the same wood as the small table on the couch - rosewood, in fact, the effect of rosewood for skin care is also very good, or scrape some back.

Tang Yuehua sat down at his own table, took out the books he brought one by one, put them on the table one by one, and took out his own bamboo tube brush, as well as an inkstone that his father bought in the town, and a piece of ink.

After a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside, and they came in unhurriedly.

The person who came stood behind Tang Yuehua, looked at her obviously reduced number of books, and saw that the brush frowned slightly, and the ink in the air made the tip of his nose feel uncomfortable, as if he had never used this kind of ink.

And that yellow paper, isn't it used by Taoists to draw talismans? Shaking his head, he glanced at the clear space, as if to say why don't you give your junior sister those pen, ink, paper and inkstones.

Jingkong thought that the little junior sister's family also had scholars, and the things prepared could always be more ordinary, who would have thought that this would be the case.

In fact, this matter is not to blame for Jingkong, originally it cost a lot of money to apprentice, and the application of learning was prepared by the student's family, and he had never received anyone else as Kongming's apprentice. Who knew that I met the little junior sister, so accept my fate.

Clearspace went to his master's pile of things brought from the capital to find some pen, ink, paper and inkstone, originally these things were dotted with special people, but because the master traveled, so things were piled up randomly, so he picked out some important things, it seems that those secret guards should learn from the mundane things.

"Why did you only bring these books today?" Master Kong Ming walked up to his Taishi chair and asked.

"Back to Master, because many of those books are duplicates, the disciple will leave the duplicate books at home, in case the current set of books is lost in the future, and the set at home can still be saved." Tang Yuehua replied obediently.

"You know everything in the book?" Master Kong Ming asked.

Yes, you haven't even started to teach me how to do it," the disciple knew a little bit about it. Tang Yuehua put his words a little more vainly.

"You are still reading those books this morning, and if you will ask your senior brother for a while, if you have any books you want, make a list of books, and give them to your senior brother." Master Kong Ming began to look at the book in his hand as he spoke, ignoring Tang Yuehua below.

That's it, this is herding sheep? It's even easier than chasing ducks by yourself, but in fact, Tang Yuehua likes this kind of mode, so that she can have a lot of time to read the books she wants to read, but are those medical books and ancient books here now.

Tang Yuehua picked up the book in his hand and began to look, and soon, Jingkong was holding an inkstone and a piece of ink, smelling some lotus fragrance, it was really a comparison of goods to throw away, and Jingkong wanted to take away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on Tang Yuehua's table.

Although the things I brought at home were not very good, I bought them at a great price, and my father personally bought them for me. "Senior brother, where are you going to get these things?"

"Little junior sister, the master has asked me to choose a new set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you, you don't want these, take them out and throw them away." When I looked at the Master, I wanted to throw things out.

"Senior brother, this is what my father bought for five hundred yuan, and now one thousand yuan is enough to buy two stones of grain. That's some of the money our family made by selling persimmons."

Tang Yuehua felt that they were really full and didn't know that the hungry were hungry, everything was the best for food and clothing, no matter what good things were served, how could they know the poverty of the people.

Hearing Tang Yuehua's words, she glanced at the master in embarrassment, and the words of the little junior sister were not wrong, it turned out that these things were so valuable.

Thinking about it, those people don't even need these things, and now the people in many places can't eat white rice several times a year, and they eat sweet potatoes to satisfy their hunger. No wonder Master said that all living beings are suffering.

"Senior brother, you give me the things, I'll pack them up, and you will give them to me when I go back?" Tang Yuehua knew that this must be his master's idea.

"Okay, I'll take it outside first, and I'll give it to you when you get home." Clearance said.

"Don't throw it away." Tang Yuehua insisted.

"Little junior sister, don't worry, the monks don't speak." Clearance took the bag and went out.

Master Kong Ming, as a well-known master of the Beijing Division, was a child of a noble family before he became a monk, and he himself was full of talent and many supporters, and he had never understood this, could this be the opportunity for his new students.

Some things can only be truly understood when you are in them, and putting yourself in the shoes can never replace being in them, and some things need to be looked up from a low place and looked from the bottom up to see the details overlapping at the bottom.

Master Kong Ming put down the Sanskrit scriptures in his hand and walked up to her, frowning, "Why is your soul so uneasy?" It seems to be fluttering. ”

Tang Yuehua was looking at the words in his hand, wanting to see if he could solve some words he didn't know, and he was a little irritable, and Master Ming gave you a sentence Why is your soul so uneasy? It seems to be fluttering.

What's coming out of this? Wouldn't it be in the name of accepting students, but in fact, I wanted to accept myself as a monster, and then suppress my soul in Meishan Temple, and then disappear?

Tang Yuehua's mind floated through all kinds of thoughts, and finally decided that he didn't know if it would be too late to escape now, Amitabha, Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva to save the suffering!

"Master, do you know where I came from?" Tang Yuehua thought that his identity had been seen through, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, wanting to see this Master Kongming, his husband knew where he came from, maybe he could send himself back.

Master Kong Ming shook his head, looking puzzled, "I don't know, it's just that your life is a little strange, and I can't see through it." ”

I can't see through it, okay I'm all set, you tell me this. Master, why are you like this?