The verdant Qingmu Mountain is bathed in the morning glow, with occasional birds singing and deer singing, accompanied by bursts of fragrance, a warm and beautiful scene in spring. However, all of a sudden, six or seven little monks hurried to the mountain spring, each carrying two large wooden barrels in their hands, quickly filling the mountain spring with water and carrying it quickly to the mountain. One of the little monks tripped over the dead wood and rocks on the mountain road because of his hurried steps, and the water spilled on the ground, and the wooden barrel rolled far away.

Two little monks stopped and wanted to come over to help the fallen little monk, and the older monk who ran at the front hurriedly said, "What else does he do?" Our temple is going to burn down! ”

The two little monks did not dare to stay and immediately ran again. Another monk, who was also running faster, turned around and shouted, "It's you who caused our temple to burn like this, can't you fall down and be lazy!" ”

The little monk who had fallen had already picked up the bucket with a crawl, and was running back to the spring to fetch water again, when he heard this, he turned around and refuted loudly: "I'm not lazy!" ”

The rest of the monks ran away, and the little monk who fell down came to the mountain spring alone to fetch water. His robes were stained with dust and mud, and there were cracks on his bare arms, but he still tried to fetch water quickly and earnestly, and ran back to the mountain with tears in his eyes.

The fire in the temple has been brought under control, and at this time, many soldiers who have never seen it before are dousing the last flames with water wheels and helping the temple to clean up the aftermath. The little monk who came back at the end carried two buckets of water, and looked at the soldiers who were busy coming and going, as well as a person who was talking to the master.

The man looked golden and noble, dressed in gorgeous and bright clothes, wearing a jade crown on his head, and his gentle appearance looked graceful. The master frowned slightly, unable to tell whether he was annoyed or worried.

In the blink of an eye, they all saw him.

"Xue Huai, you come." Master called him.

Xue Huai put down the barrel and immediately ran over, saluted the master with his palms folded, and saluted the golden and noble guests.

The guest looked at him with a smile: "Little Master is polite." ”

The master introduced Xue Huai: "This is His Royal Highness King Hui, you have to call him 'Lord', it is His Royal Highness King Hui who helped us extinguish the fire, and also promised to reshape the golden body of the Buddha statue affected in the temple." ”

Xue Huai was overjoyed, and gave King Hui a bigger bow, and was supported by King Hui's warm hands.

King Hui has a round face, he smiles kindly, and his speech is soft and gentle: "This king believes in Buddhism, and it is difficult to rest assured when he hears that the fire in Jingkong Temple has burned all night, so he brought people up to take a look." He touched the top of Xue Huai's head, "You're ten years old, aren't you?" ”

Xue Huai replied respectfully: "Well, I'm already ten years old. ”

King Hui's hand fell on Xue Huai's shoulder, still smiling gently: "You kid this king liked it when he saw it, and when this king came to the temple to visit the Buddha in the future, you would come to accompany the king to talk about Buddhism, how about it?" ”

Xue Huai wanted to agree as soon as she was happy, but she looked at the master first. The Master had been silent, looking at him at this time, but there was no answer in his eyes, no permission, no obstruction.

Usually this means that Xue Huai can make his own decisions.

So Xue Huai nodded: "Okay." ”

King Hui also nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his hand to him: "Then let's start today." ”

Xue Huai was a little puzzled: "But the Buddha hall burned down ......"

"It's okay," King Hui still stretched out his hand and looked at him gently, "This king has cleaned up and arranged it first, and now it's okay, let's go and have a look?" ”

Xue Huai looked at Master again.

And the master didn't even give him a look this time, and turned his face to the other side.

Resigned.

This word popped up inexplicably in Xue Huai's mind, and it was exactly the feeling that Master's performance at this time gave him.

Why? Master used to give advice on everything......

But King Hui didn't give Xue Huai too much time to hesitate, and his outstretched hand directly took Xue Huai's hand closer, and said with a smile: "Let's go." ”