When the porter heard that Yu Xia still knew about Mr. Song, he thought that this was really a girl who was extremely eager to go to school!

Seeing that her younger brother is only five or six years old, and the family is willing to send him over to study, thinking that the family is not so poor that they can't open the pot, this girl has no chance to go to school, so thinking about it, the porter's eyes looking at Yu Xia are more sympathetic.

"Go ahead, you'll be fine in a little while."

The porter said so, but Yu Xia knew that if he was really not a student of the academy, it would be a risk for the porter to let himself in, and he couldn't cry and laugh because of the other party's misunderstanding, but at the same time, he was inevitably a little moved, and after thinking about it, he took out a peace charm from his sleeve and handed it to the porter.

"Grandpa Concierge, thank you, this peace charm is very spiritual, you will definitely live a hundred years if you wear it!"

Yu Xia came over this time with a lot of specially drawn peace charms, mainly for Mr. Song, He Sui, Yu Lang and others, the number is enough, and now she has met a kind-hearted porter, she is very happy to be able to pay something for the other party.

Such kindness deserves a good return.

Yu Xia gave Fu Ben a sneaky look to enter the clan school, and after confirming that the porter couldn't see her, he straightened up and entered the classroom.

Yu Xia came early, and when he entered the classroom, he found that someone had come earlier, and Yu Lang was sitting in his place with his head down, writing with a brush.

Hearing that someone came in, Yu Lang didn't look up, still buried his head, looking very diligent.

Yu Xia felt a little rare, and he didn't make a sound, nor did he come closer, and with his extraordinary eyesight, he could see clearly what Yu Lang was writing.

At this glance, Yu Xia couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but more than that, she was still surprised.

"How can you write Sanskrit?"

When Yu Xia saw Sanskrit for the first time, she thought she wouldn't know it, but she didn't know that she seemed to have a classic book of this kind of writing in her mind, so she immediately recognized what Yu Lang wrote.

This is a Heart Sutra.

The full name of the Heart Sutra is the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra, also known as the Prajna Heart Sutra. The Heart Sutra condenses the vast Prajna Sutra into a concise classic that expresses the spirit of 'Prajna is empty'. The whole sutra enumerates the five aggregates, the three disciplines, the twelve causes and conditions, and the four noble truths to summarize the principle that all dharmas are empty.

The Heart Sutra teaches people to have a tolerant heart and use wisdom to benefit the people; Help those who are suffering, and bring happiness to the other side; We must stay away from greed and hatred, and learn to act on oneself, to be aware of others, and to be fully accomplished; Teaching people to study or teach others on their own should conform to the teachings of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and also have the convenience of observing the machine and teaching the Dharma, so that everyone can benefit and be happy.

All in all, the Heart Sutra is a great expression of Avalokiteshvara's great compassion, and it is a truly enlightening text.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with Yu Lang.

"When did you start believing in Buddhism?" Yu Xia walked up to Yu Lang and asked.

When Yu Lang heard Yu Xia's voice, he immediately raised his head in surprise.

"Natsu-chan! You know you're here! When Yu Lang saw Yu Xia, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stood up and pulled her to look left and right.

"I heard you're injured, what's going on now, does it matter? Just tell me what medicine you lack, and I'll get it for you!" ”

Yu Xia smiled and took his hand away, "I'm fine, if it wasn't good, I wouldn't have come over at this time, don't talk about me first, but tell me what happened to you copying this Heart Sutra?" ”

When Yu Xia got closer, he found that there were several copies of the Heart Sutra on Yu Lang's table, all of which were written in Sanskrit, and the glyphs looked quite smooth, with some of the magnanimity of Buddhism.

Yu Lang scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"My grandmother doesn't have two months to celebrate her birthday, she believes in Buddhism, I just want to copy some scriptures for her, it just so happens that the previous Venerable Yinzhen who gave me Buddha beads left a handwritten scripture in my house, and my grandmother offered it in the Buddhist hall, so I went there to copy a copy back, not to mention, copying the scriptures is really very self-cultivation."

Yu Lang said casually, but listening to Yu Xia's ears was another matter.

If you can comprehend the Dharma by copying some Sanskrit texts, then the great monks will not be so rare. And not to mention, there are so many people in the world who can write Sanskrit, Sanskrit can't be written by drawing a scoop from a gourd!

Yu Lang actually went to the Buddhist hall casually and copied it to write a similar Sanskrit?

Yu Xia's mind turned sharply, glanced at Yu Lang's silly appearance, and sighed helplessly.

He probably didn't know how extraordinary his talent was, did he?

Perhaps it is a person like him who does not pay attention to anything that can realize the magnanimity and peace of Buddhism.

No wonder the Yin Zhen Master would say that he had a Hui Gen.

Yu Lang is like this, probably because he has a relationship with the Buddha, right?

Yu Xia glanced at Yu Lang, the sixteen-year-old boy was a little taller, due to the practice of martial arts, the previous round fat had long disappeared, and at this moment he looked extremely strong, which was very different from when she first met him.

If you don't know them, you will never believe that they are the same person.

Her little friends are getting better and better......

However, if you let Yu Lang shave his head and enter the Buddhist gate, I am afraid it will not be so simple.

After all, Yu Lang is the grandson of Jinshidi, although he is not as outstanding as Yu, but he is not the second ancestor of those who spend all day and wine doing nonsense, he has such a temperament, it is very suitable to be a role in inheriting the family business, if he says that he wants to be a monk, the old lady Yu, who has been holding him in the palm of his hand, will not agree to the first.

After imagining what might happen at that time, Yu Xia couldn't help but feel funny. He glanced at the brocade-clothed young man who was looking at him with a puzzled expression, and felt that his idea was too ridiculous.

Being a monk is not so easy to be, and Yu Lang, a young master with fine clothes and jade food, definitely can't bear such hardship. Unless he let the donkey kick in his brain, it was absolutely impossible for him to escape into the empty door because he didn't want to waste his wisdom.

"You have copied this Heart Sutra well, can you send me one?"

There is nothing reluctant to do this, seeing that Yu Xia likes it, Yu Lang is very happy, "Is one article enough, or I will give you a few more?" I don't think it's a particularly good copy, so I want to pick out the best 10 articles and send them to my grandmother. ”

Yu Xia shook his head, "This scripture of yours can be given to the people around you like a peace charm, telling them to keep it close to their bodies or put it in the house, and after a long time, they can calm their minds and recuperate their bodies imperceptibly." ”

"Really?" Yu Lang looked surprised, "No, aren't you a Xuan Master with mana, but I haven't cultivated, it doesn't make sense that anything I scribble casually can be used as a peace charm, right?" ”

Yu Lang was a little unconvinced, feeling that Yu Xia was coaxing him to be happy, but there was a faint expectation in his heart, and a pair of eyes looked at Yu Xia brightly.

"Yes, although your scriptures are not blessed with mana, they have been dyed with the breath of the Dharma."