Ye Zhengyang followed Yuanfang to the kitchen of the Zen Academy.

Entering the kitchen, Ye Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, this kitchen and the courtyard outside are really two worlds!

I saw that this kitchen has more than a dozen square sizes, pots and pans and other cooking utensils are readily available, and the stove and cutting board are clean and clean, which makes people look very comfortable.

"Senior brother, don't you know, Master is like this every day, I'm used to it!"

The little monk of Yuanfang cleaned up a pheasant and a fat rabbit, and his skills were no less than that of a chef in a five-star hotel.

Yuanfang's action made Ye Zhengyang smack his tongue, is this a monk?

How do you feel like a butcher!

"Ahem"

Ye Zhengyang coughed dryly twice and said, "Shouldn't this Yuanfang junior brother be a vegetarian monk?" ”

"Why are you making all the meat?"

"Hey, hey"

While skinning the hare, Yuanfang said with a smile: "Master said, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, let me learn from Master Jiji, and in the future, I will definitely be able to ascend to the Western Bliss and achieve the golden body of the Arhat!" ”

Ye Zhengyang was defeated by this pair of living treasure masters and apprentices again, and sighed: "Okay, you won!" ”

After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he left the kitchen and began to visit the somewhat dilapidated Zen Academy.

Looking at this dilapidated courtyard, Ye Zhengyang remembered the appearance of Master Yuan Zhen again, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "They are both people in Buddhism, Master Yuan Zhen looks like a monk who has attained Taoism, and how can these two masters and apprentices look like scum of Buddhism!" ”

"Senior nephew Zhengyang, you come in!"

Just when Ye Zhengyang was sighing, suddenly the old monk's voice came out of his room.

"Yes, uncle!"

Ye Zhengyang agreed, came to the door of the old monk's meditation room, and directly pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the meditation room, a sour smell suddenly penetrated Ye Zhengyang's nostrils.

Ye Zhengyang hurriedly covered his nostrils, and asked angrily, "Uncle Shi, what does this smell like?" ”

"What does it smell like?"

The old monk exclaimed, "Of course it's manly?"

"Why, there's no smell in your master's room?"

Ye Zhengyang didn't know how to answer the old monk's question, so he endured the sour smell and found a stool full of oil stains and sat down.

After Ye Zhengyang sat down, he asked the old monk, "Uncle, the disciple has something unclear. ”

"Oh

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？ ”

The old monk reclined on the dirty futon and asked, "What do you not understand?" ”

Ye Zhengyang asked curiously: "My master is a Taoist, but you are a monk, how can you ............?"

"Huh"

The old monk smiled: "What should I be!" ”

"It turns out that this is the case, you don't know, I am an orphan with your master, and I am two years older than him."

"Back then, we were begging on the street together, but we didn't expect to run into an old way."

"That old Taoist actually said that your master was born a Taoist genius, and he was forced to accept him as an apprentice, and took the name of Xuanqing."

"I was very envious at the time, and I begged Lao Dao to take me as an apprentice."

"I didn't expect that the old Taoist to say that we don't have a master-apprentice relationship, so let me come to Wutai Mountain, saying that I am suitable to be a monk."

"In the end, I came to Wutai Mountain to worship the Zen Monastery and became a little Shani."

"Later, I met your master a few times, but we haven't seen each other in the last few decades, and I don't know how he is now!"

After listening to the old monk's story, Ye Zhengyang understood the relationship between the master and the old monk, and couldn't help but smile and said: "My master is very good, every day is to drink wine and eat meat, and by the way, do the most primitive actions of human beings. ”

"Called me some time ago and said that the world is so big, he wants to go out and see while he can still walk now."

"Hahaha"

Hearing this, the old monk laughed and said with emotion: "That old guy's heart is really big, and he lives a very chic life, unlike me,............, hey!" ”

The old monk sighed as he spoke.

"That's right!"

Suddenly, Ye Zhengyang seemed to think of something, and asked the old monk: "Uncle Shi said that an old Taoist accepted my master as an apprentice, then he is my ancestor." ”

"Does Uncle Shi know which sect my master is from?"

"Huh?"

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's question, the old monk raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Zhengyang and asked, "Didn't your master tell you?" ”

Ye Zhengyang shook his head and said, "Every time I ask him, he talks about this topic and diverges, as if there is something unspeakable. ”

"Hmm!"

The old monk pondered for a moment and said, "I do know a little about this, but I can't tell you. ”

"Only wait for your master to tell you!"

Listened to the words of the old monk, Ye

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Zhengyang thought that the old monk was resentful of not telling him about his coming to the Zen Academy, and he was a little angry.

"Smack!"

The old monk slapped Ye Zhengyang on the top of the head without hesitation, and said angrily: "Who do you think of your uncle?" ”

"Is my old man such a stingy person?"

"Huh?"

Ye Zhengyang frowned slightly, and asked, "Uncle Shi can read minds?" ”

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's question, the old monk said proudly: "What kind of mind reading!" ”

"This is the heart of Buddhism, I don't know how many times better than mind reading!"

"How? Do you want to learn? ”

Ye Zhengyang nodded and said, "I want to, of course I want to learn!" ”

"This ............"

The old monk rubbed his two fingers and looked at Ye Zhengyang with a smile.

The corners of Ye Zhengyang's mouth twitched slightly, took out the log box, and said, "Uncle Shi, what do you think of this?" ”

The old monk took the log box in Ye Zhengyang's hand suspiciously, and asked, "What is this?" ”

The old monk opened the wooden box as he spoke, and his smile suddenly froze on his face.

I saw that the light of the Buddha was released from the round wooden box, illuminating the entire meditation room, and even the old monk's face was plated with a layer of golden light.

The old monk's mouth opened wide, the corners of his mouth trembled a few times, and he muttered: "The heart of the high monk!" ”

"Where did you get such a treasure?"

The old monk said and re-fastened the log box and looked at Ye Zhengyang fixedly.

Ye Zhengyang chuckled, and told the story of killing the ghost Gao Qiao, meeting Master Yuan Zhen, and the heart skull of the Dao master.

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's narration, the old monk was immediately stunned on the spot, as if he was caught in a memory.

After a long time, the old monk came back to his senses and bowed three times to the southeast.

Ye Zhengyang looked at the old monk's movements and was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask.

After the old monk finished worshipping, he put away his cynical appearance and said seriously: "You must be very strange, right? ”

"Actually, Master Yuan Zhen is the last abbot of the Zen Academy, and he is also your master and my master."

"He disappeared for no reason, I thought he went out to Yunyou, but I didn't expect it to be ** Yuan Yuan!"

"As for Master's heart skull, it is indeed a rare treasure, and it can be regarded as a great merit if you can send it back!"

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a collection!) ）

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