There are not many tourists in Puji Temple today, but the monks who come to watch the ceremony in the temples in the capital are bustling.

"Senior Brother Wusi, it's polite......"

"Uncle Lonely Yu has always been rare......"

"When will Master Heng Nian leave the customs......"

Listening to the monks greeting each other, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhong Huan's mouth, and he couldn't help but whisper to Xiao Yun: "If they all have hair, look at the scene today, what is the difference between it and the church meeting held by the powerful family......

Xiao Yun almost couldn't stop laughing.

Yan Guan turned his head and glared at him angrily.

stared at Zhong Huan's stinky temper, put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and almost straightened his stomach: "What do you see?" Tell me which word I said wrong! ”

The old man snorted heavily, slammed his sleeves, and walked inside, ignoring him.

You Yuxia shook her head and sighed beside her, and said in a low voice: "The old man can speak since he fights, and he fights with Zhong Lang every day, but he has never won once." I still enjoy it...... I really don't know what the picture is......"

"It's just, sir, Elder Yan is still so old after all, and he has just recovered from a serious illness...... You treat people normally, the gentlest ......"

Xiao Yun wanted to say, "Why can't you let him do something", but after all, she felt that it seemed to be even more wrong, and she hesitated and stopped.

Zhong Huan smiled coldly: "You think you owe him, you think that he calculated a good life for the second fool of our family for your face, and you think that he was poisoned by his apprentice because he favored you." Right? ”

Even Xiao Yun and You Yuxia were stunned.

"It's all your delusion!

"The life of the second fool is related to the fortune of the Great Xia, and he is sure that no one's face will be sold. Without this smelly and hard temper, how do you think he got that great reputation?

"As for him being poisoned. I don't know how much this has to do with the fact that he calculated a perfect life for the second fool. But at least the apprentice who killed him was destined to kill him in the end a few years ago.

"None of these things have anything to do with you. Even, you are the little unlucky guy who got up to make the family a cannon fodder pit. Don't you feel sorry for yourself, and have time to sympathize with others?

"The former king of trouble suddenly turned into the Great Bodhisattva of Our Lady Guanyin, I think the feng shui of this capital is still nutritious!

"Huh!"

After the sarcasm was finished, Zhong Huan shook a hehe, and walked with his hands behind his back to enjoy the natural and artificial "scenery" of Puji Temple.

Xiao Yun, who was stunned, instantly pouted and wanted to cry.

How did it come to be that I was reprimanded at length by my husband?

You're kind, right?

I'm afraid that he will be ruined by his meanness and arrogance by his ruthlessness and arrogance, right!?

The expression on You Yuxia's face, which can be heard from the beginning to the end, has gradually changed from surprise to admiration and admiration: "Zhong Lang is really to the point......

Without saying a word, he left Xiao Yun and ran straight after Zhong Huan:

"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong, can I ask Mr. to accept the apprentice ......?"

Master Yuanwen is an abandoned baby, and he was abandoned at the gate of Puji Temple while he was still in infancy. The old abbot had mercy and adopted him.

Although he can be regarded as a monk since childhood, his temperament is more out of place than people inside and outside the temple, and he has never been naughty when he was a child.

The old abbot passed away, and he lost his asylum. was disgusted and bullied by the monks in the temple for a while.

But when he was twenty-six years old, I don't know what great opportunity he had, he suddenly realized that he concentrated on studying Buddhist scriptures, and even went to Honglu Temple to find a translator and learned Sanskrit and the barbarian language of Siyi by heart, and became the only monk in the whole capital who could freely talk to all outsiders in the world.

The people of Puji Temple also respected him more and more. When he was forty-six years old, the whole temple recommended him as the abbot and the great monk.

Master Yuanwen is famous all over the world.

He sat on the abbot of Puji Temple for 20 years, and under his leadership, Puji Temple has a position that is faintly comparable to that of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple in the capital city of Jialan.

Until the year before last, he fell seriously ill.

After that, he resigned from his position as abbot, recuperated, and concentrated on translating the scriptures.

And because of his previous fame, there was an endless stream of people visiting him. He simply began to practice closed-mouth meditation, and after a long period of retreat, he never saw outsiders again.

Two months ago, Master Yuanwen suddenly went out of the customs, sorted out all the manuscripts, and solemnly handed them over to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the temple for collection.

For another seven days, sit peacefully.

"The master has spent his whole life in Puji Temple, up and down in this temple, which one is not his disciple and grandson? Now that he can listen to his words, which are solemn and low-key, he can be regarded as satisfied. ”

Yan Guan stood on the decent stupa that had just been erected, and his old tears were full of tears: "It's just that before leaving, I didn't let my old friend come to see me, it's really cold and ......."

If it sounds like this, this Master Yuanwen is still a true monk.

Zhong Huan thought silently, bowed slightly towards the relics pagoda, and saluted: "I can't get rid of human affection, I can't do the four big things are empty, and the great monk can't prove the true fruit." This is the realm of his old man, and it is also the blessing of his old man. ”

"The donor knows my teacher, knows my Buddha, and has great wisdom. Thank you to the donor for finishing the story for my teacher. ”

A middle-aged monk next to him, who had always been looking at the stupa in fascination, suddenly turned to Zhong Huanhe, bent down deeply, and his voice was choked.

"Fu Ban, I heard that your abbot showed his meaning a few days ago and wanted to give you the mantle of Yuan Wen?" Yan Guan wiped his tears and greeted the monk.

Blessing ......

Well......

Zhong Huan held back for a long time, the expression on his face seemed to be smiling rather than laughing, crying rather than crying, for a long time, he took a deep breath, bent the corners of his mouth, and did not make a sound.

Na Fu Ban raised his body, lowered his head and wiped his tears first, and said, "Mr. Yan, don't play with each other." The little monk is wooden by nature, and it is reluctant to be a guest. Now that I am planning to learn from Master to practice Meditation and retreat in the back mountain, how can I take the mantle of the abbot? ”

"What's so good about that location? Who really wants to practice that? Zhong Huan sneered and disagreed, "I didn't have a good impression of the great monk Yuanwen at first, just because he was able to ...... like a fish in water for twenty years."

Fu Ban snorted for a while, then plucked up the courage to say, "My master only took charge of the affairs of the temple in the first few years. The secular affairs in the Houtou Temple are all the current abbots, that is, my senior brother Fulu......"

Blessings...... Is there a suki then......

Zhong Huan Sensen felt that Master Yuanwen was not his fellow countryman, and this bad taste was simply incurable!

"Your senior brother wants to go to Caoxi all his life. Now Nanhua Temple handed him a flying sticker and asked him to come over to give a lecture. I'm afraid he won't stay in the capital for long. ”

Yan Guan of the internal affairs of Puji Temple is like a treasure.

Fu Ban was stupid: "The little monk doesn't know about it!" ”

Yan Guan openly stretched out his hand and touched the bald head of the middle-aged monk sympathetically: "Poor child." was sold by the senior brother and master, and he stupidly thought about going to the back mountain to help count the money! ”