Zhao Yuankui entered the Shaolin Temple depressedly, there are a lot of people here, in the past, they used to enjoy the opening of the road and the closure of the street, and now Zhao Yuankui was squeezed into a stinky sweat, those people are polite to Ning Wanjun, but there is no humble meaning for him, the second prince.

I came to the abbot's dwelling, but I didn't see a single person coming to greet him.

When they arrived at the door, Ning Wanjun told them to wait here and that she was going to see the abbot.

Just about to knock on the door, suddenly the door opened, Yichen came out inside, and told Ning Wanjun that the abbot was resting, please walk around casually, and go directly to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda to wait when it is time to hold the lamp.

Ning Wanjun nodded and agreed, and took Xiaocui to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda to offer incense, ignoring Zhao Yuankui.

Zhao Yuankui and Xiao Shunzi looked at each other, although they had the heart to question this old monk, but they didn't dare to ask for help after all, so they had to wander around.

It wasn't until nearly dusk and the pilgrims dispersed that someone told them that they could go to the dining hall to eat, and that they could go to the top of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda after eating.

Zhao Yuankui was indeed hungry, although the temples were all vegetarian dishes, he could only settle for a while.

After a simple meal, Zhao Yuankui took Xiao Shunzi to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.

Ning Wanjun was already waiting here, and when she saw Zhao Yuankui coming, she said to him: "Huang Gongzi, the abbot is at the top of the tower, you can go up."

Zhao Yuankui nodded, and was about to go up the tower with Xiaoshunzi, but was stopped by Yichen.

"The abbot has an explanation, and only this son is allowed to go alone. ”

Xiao Shunzi is a kung fu person, and when he heard Yichen's words, he immediately said: "Then how can I do it! I still have to protect our son, what if he encounters any danger on the tower?"

Yichen smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand, before Xiao Shunzi could see what was going on, he felt that his body was numb, and he couldn't move.

Point point!

"Even if you follow the tower, it won't do any protection. ”

After Yichen finished speaking, he said to Zhao Yuankui again: "Childe, please go up to the tower, don't let the abbot wait." ”

Zhao Yuankui was a little hesitant, and was about to say something, when he suddenly said, "Isn't this son afraid to go up by himself?"

Zhao Yuankui is also a prince, arrogant, after coming to Shaolin Temple, he was deflated everywhere, and now he heard that the old monk was still agitating himself, and his arrogance also came up, and he flicked his sleeves and said: "Hmph, the world is so big, there is no place where the son dare not go!"

The night sky was dark, the moon was shadowy, and the wind chimes rang outside the tower.

Only one oil lamp was lit on each floor of the tower, the vision was not clear, and the surrounding Bodhisattvas and Buddhas seemed to be smiling, Zhao Yuankui walked up in horror all the way, only to feel that this pagoda was extremely gloomy.

As he walked to the fifth floor, suddenly a voice from above said, "Stop!"

Inside the empty pagoda, the sound reverberated back and forth, forming a series of echoes, which sounded a little scary.

"Who are you?"

"The poor monk is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the one who will treat you this time. ”

When Zhao Yuankui heard that it was a monk, his heart immediately grew bold, and he shouted to the top: "What are you going to do?"

He had to be loud to answer, but the monk spoke as if he didn't shout, but he heard it very clearly.

"Do you believe that the poor monk can heal you?"

Zhao Yuankui said: "Actually, I didn't report much hope when I came here, my injuries were incurable by so many doctors, how can you cure me well with a small temple? ”

"Why do you think that the poor monk is incompetent?"

"Just listen to your voice, you are not very old, how capable can you be?"

"Donor, you can't just look at the appearance, what you see may not be the truth. ”

"Hmph, I've always only trusted my eyes. ”

"The donor is full of confidence. ”

"I have read a lot of books since I was a child, learned the way of sages, the art of war, and governed the country and the country, and I dare not say that there are thousands of ravines in my chest, so I will not be easily deceived by you. ”

In this way, in the heart of the benefactor, I am afraid that the concept of poor monks cannot be tolerated. ”

The more the monk above said, the more Zhao Yuankui felt that he was extraordinary, and raised his head, "My heart is full of knowledge, and there is really no place for your ideas." ”

"Okay, please go to the front of the incense case and see what's on it?"

Zhao Yuankui walked to the incense table according to his words, looked at it, and saw a large white bowl placed there, filled with a bowl full of stones.

"There was a bowl of stones. ”

"Does the donor think this bowl is full?"

"It's full. ”

"Then please continue to climb the tower and see what else is on it?"

Zhao Yuankui continued to walk up, came to the sixth floor of the pagoda, and when he arrived in front of the incense case, he saw that it was still a big bowl, and there was still a bowl of stones in it, but the gap between the stones had been filled with a lot of sand.

"This bowl is as big as the one below, and it contains the same number of stones, so does the donor think the bowl is full this time?"

Zhao Yuankui was a little embarrassed, but still insisted: "I didn't see it clearly just now, this time it should be full." ”

"Okay, donor, please continue to climb the tower and see what's on the seventh floor?"

Zhao Yuankui continued to go up according to his words and came to the seventh floor of the pagoda, where there was still a big bowl on the incense table, which not only contained stones and sand, but also was filled with water.

"Donor, this time the bowl is full of sand and stones, but with some water, does the donor think it's full?"

Zhao Yuankui was silent for a while, and finally said: "I can see clearly this time, I shouldn't be able to put anything in it, no matter what I put it, the water will overflow." ”

The voice above still let him climb the tower, and Zhao Yuankui had no choice but to continue to go up and come to the eighth floor of the pagoda.

This time, there was not only sand and water in the big bowl, but also a few incense plants planted next to it, and the incense ash on it fell into the bowl from time to time, but there was still no water or sand overflowing.

This time, without waiting for the monk above to speak, Zhao Yuankui shouted out first: "Monk, you have these skills, the incense ash is too light, so you can't let the water overflow, this time I believe that you will definitely not be able to put things in!"

Without waiting for the monk to speak, Zhao Yuankui stepped up to the ninth floor of the pagoda.

When he got to the top, a monk sat on the ground, fiddling with a big bowl in front of him, and when he saw Zhao Yuankui going up to the tower, he turned his head and smiled at him: "Donor, you are like this big bowl, you always think that you have learned a lot of things, your heart is full of your own ideas, you can't accept different opinions, and the subjectivity is very strong, but it turns out that the things you take for granted are often wrong, such as this bowl." ”

After speaking, the monk flashed, and Zhao Yuankui couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the bowl he was fiddling with.

Inside this bowl, stones, sand, water, incense ash, and so on were all gathered together, and they all seemed to be somewhat solidified, as if they were like mud.

And in the middle of this bowl, with the help of the power of the mud, there is a candlestick, and the candlestick stands there steadily, and there is a wooden board on top of the candlestick, and on top of the wooden plank, there are actually four bowls, and in each bowl there are still stones, sand, water, incense ash, and so on, and there is no spillage or overflow.

"I don't know how many things the donor thinks can be contained in this bowl today?"

Zhao Yuankui did not continue to refute this time, but stood there silently, he felt for the first time that he might really be wrong, this monk in front of him was a little virtuous.

While he was pondering, the monk sat down again, took a wooden fish and tapped it gently, reciting an unknown Buddhist scripture in his mouth.

With the sound of the wooden fish, Zhao Yuankui actually had a feeling that he didn't want to interrupt the other party, but he was a little tired from standing here, and looked around, there was a futon next to the monk, so he walked over and sat down, waiting for the monk to finish chanting.

In the past, if he listened to the monk's chanting, Zhao Yuankui was afraid that he would not be able to wait for a moment, but today, he actually forgot the time.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the wooden fish finally stopped, and Zhao Yuankui slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, what time is it now?"

Through the window lattice of the pagoda, Zhao Yuankui found that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it seemed that time was not short.

"Donor, it's just past the time of the child. ”

"Zi Shi!"

Zhao Yuankui suddenly found that he had actually listened to this monk chanting for three or four hours in this pagoda, which was simply incredible.

And in his heart, those negative emotions disappeared.

"I don't know what the donor thinks at this time, can the poor monk heal your injuries?"

Zhao Yuankui thought about it, and finally nodded: "No matter whether it succeeds or fails, the master can try it." ”

"The donor said so, the poor monk to a little hesitant, one is entrusted by the Ning girl, do not want to disappoint, the other is the poor monk view of the donor's dragon and tiger posture, will become a big weapon in the future, the treatment of the donor, not only to use my Buddhism to treasure relics, but also need the poor monk to spend ten years of effort, the effort is small, in the future to eat and drink more rest can make up for it, but the poor monk is afraid that a bad one, but harm the donor. ”

"Master don't have to worry too much, I have been injured for several years, tortured, I thought that time was running out, so I did whatever I wanted, without going through my brain, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet the master today, and I already believe in the master's ability, no matter whether I succeed or fail, I will not blame the master in the slightest. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yuankui said again: "As for the ten years of power consumed by the master, I feel deeply guilty, but I don't know how to compensate the master, and Wanjun once occasionally mentioned that don't mention money in front of the master, that is disrespectful to you, so I don't know how to do it." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yuankui seemed quite distressed.

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that Ning Wanjun was a loser, even if he didn't pull out a dime, and he also encouraged others not to bleed, so what was the point of me spending ten years and ten minutes of effort to treat him!

But the words couldn't be said too bluntly, Huo Yuanzhen could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and said to Zhao Yuankui: "Then since this is the case, the poor monk will let it go, treating this injury is not only a long process, but also a little painful in the middle, can the donor be ready?"

"Ready!" Zhao Yuankui closed his eyes a little nervously, thinking to himself, how could it still be painful?

Huo Yuanzhen walked slowly towards Zhao Yuankui, thinking to himself that if you don't pay, right, you won't be enlightened if you don't let you suffer.

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