King Hui's hands are big and warm, unlike Master's hands, which are always a little cold.

Xue Huai turned around, and the master was also looking at him, but he turned his head away the moment he turned around, and there seemed to be unbearable between his eyebrows.

What can't you bear?

Xue Huai, who was only ten years old, didn't understand it at all.

At that time, he was just led away by King Hui with apprehension and anticipation, and there were some different novelties between his boring and dull morning and evening classes.

The time spent with King Hui passed very quickly. Although Xue Huai is only ten years old, he has been practicing Buddhism for six years, and he has a lot of wisdom, and he is not afraid to talk about the scriptures and the law with King Hui, and occasionally some children speak to make King Hui laugh; And King Hui is talkative, although there is eighteen or nineteen years of age difference with Xue Huai, but he and he vividly tell about the customs outside the temple, which makes Xue Huai yearn for questions again and again, which can be described as the joy of the guests and hosts.

After accompanying King Hui to use vegetarian food, he sent him out of the mountain gate, and when he returned to his meditation room, it was already two o'clock. He thought about making up for the evening class, but he didn't expect the master to sit in his room.

"Master?" Xue Huai looked at the master, and there was some warmth in her heart that she was waiting, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

Master's voice was cold: "The master is here to inform you, and after finishing the evening class, I will go to the precept hall to receive the punishment." ”

Xue Huai was slightly shocked: "I don't know how Xue Huai ...... What did you do wrong? Is it late? ”

"Late return is secondary." Master said, "Because of the fire in the temple. ”

Xue Huai's dark eyes were filled with grievances: "Xue Huai didn't set the fire, why was he punished?" ”

Master: "The arsonist came because of you. ”

Xue Huai: "What are the credentials?" ”

The master was silent for a while, and then said, "There is no one in the temple who will cause such an incident. ”

Xue Huai didn't speak for a while, remembering that the previous theft in the temple was not taken by the thieves, and the master also said that it was because of himself, and the gangsters attacked the temple last year, and they were repelled by the master without finding the whereabouts of Xuehuai, and the master still said that the villain came because of himself. At this time, his chest was depressed, and he knelt down in front of the master, put his palms together and said, "Master, please tell the apprentice, who the apprentice is, what crimes his father and brother have committed, and why even if the apprentice has become a monk, there are still people who want to put the apprentice to death?" ”

There was a long silence.

As always, this is eternal silence.

Master got up and walked out, his steps were gentle, and his shadow was stretched by the moonlight, very long, like an abrupt crack in the ground.

Xue Huai heard the master walk away before he stood up and walked towards the precept hall without saying a word.

Hall of Precepts.

On duty today is a senior brother who has never seen him, looking at the stiff eyebrows and eyes, his eyes are fierce, and he is holding a thick long wooden stick in his hand, King Kong is standing in the inner hall with angry eyes. When he saw Xue Huai entering, he consciously knelt in front of the Buddha statue and said casually: "Self-report the Dharma name, the teacher's inheritance, and what mistakes you have made." ”

Xue Huai knelt, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was small: "Xue Huai, the teacher is ...... doom"

Before he finished speaking, a stick fell on his back, neither light nor heavy.

The senior brother reprimanded lightly: "You should call yourself a 'poor monk', didn't the master teach you?" ”

Xue Huai, who was slightly in pain, shrank and said, "Master does not allow me to call myself a 'poor monk', and I can only call myself Xue Huai when I answer on weekdays. ”

The senior brother was puzzled: "Why?" ”

Xue Huai's head lowered even more: "Master said that my heart is uncertain and I can't be a monk." ”

The senior brother didn't speak for a while. Xue Huai knew what his senior brother was thinking - he was not allowed to call himself a 'poor monk', which was really ......

What an insult.

Master Doom is always known for his harshness towards his disciples.

The senior brother's tone was a little softer, and he asked again, "What mistake did you make?" ”

Xue Huai's voice was even smaller, but it was very clear: "The fire in the temple, the master said that it was because of me." ”

The senior brother was slightly surprised: "Because of you? ”

Xue Huai nodded, and said according to the customary words of the Discipline Hall: "Please punish Senior Brother according to the precepts." ”

Senior brother: "Are you greedy for arson?" ”

Xue Huai: "No. ”

Senior Brother: "Then why do you say it's because of you?" ”

Xue Huai hung his head and said in a muffled voice: "Master said yes, yes." ”

Senior Brother frowned: "You wait here, I'll go and ask Master Du'er to come again." ”

Xue Huai: "No need, senior brother......" He looked up at his senior brother, trying to squeeze out a smile, "Has senior brother been meditating in the back mountain and only recently returned to the temple?" ”