Before the old monk went to greet the abbot, the monk who entertained him walked towards the canteen with forestry.

After such a long time, forestry is really hungry.

In addition, she also brought a letter to Huang Rong, in case she was worried, copying Buddhist scriptures must not only copy the Lenga Sutra, but also copy some other cover-ups, in this way, I am afraid that I will have to live in Shaolin Temple for a few more days.

As the most luxurious pilgrim of Shaolin Temple in recent years, the hospitality of the monks in the temple has indeed made forestry feel at home.

Although they are all vegetarian dishes and there is no meat at all, it also makes him have a great appetite.

Shaolin Temple's fasting rice is really good, after all, it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and this cooking skill has also been passed down from generation to generation. Although the taste can't be compared with Huang Rong, after eating meat for so long, eating some vegetarian feasts now is also a good spice.

But forestry is a carnivore after all, and it's okay to try it once in a while, if you keep eating these, it won't take ten days and half a month, and it will definitely collapse.

Soon after the fasting meal, a little monk came towards the forestry.

"I've seen the layman, the abbot is invited, please come with me."

"There is Master Lao to lead the way."

Under the guidance of the monk, Forestry was taken to a quaint meditation room, and after he pushed the door in, the monk who led the way closed the door with a smile and left.

On the wooden couch in front, there sat a monk with white eyebrows and unconvincing.

His eyes are dark and deep, his divine light is restrained, and he is a dignified Shaolin abbot, but he is like an old grandfather downstairs, ordinary and kind.

"I've seen the abbot." Forestry took the disciple ceremony, after all, whether it is seniority or age, this will not be wrong.

"The layman has spent a lot of money on the Dharma, and he really has a heart." The old but energetic voice proves his good internal cultivation.

"My mother is dedicated to worshipping the Buddha, how can I express my filial piety with this little silver of a thousand taels. Dare to ask the master's number? ”

"Amitabha, old man Huizhen, thank you for your wealth."

"Don't dare, I hope the master will agree to my request and round me with filial piety." Whether it can be done depends on whether he loosens his mouth or not.

"The layman is filial, the old man naturally understands, but after all, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place in the temple, in addition to the scriptures and handouts, there are many Buddhist martial arts, all of which are not passed on secrets. . . ."

Forestry listened to his concerns, knowing that victory or defeat was in this move, and hurriedly replied: "The master is not more worried, and the disciple also knows the view of the portal, so he naturally does not dare to enter the treasure land of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your temple. ”

"Amitabha, good, good, since the layman has this best of both worlds, the old man will not delay the layman's filial piety, the layman can rest in the temple for one night, and stay early tomorrow morning, the old man will order someone to bring the Buddhist scriptures that the layman needs. I don't know what the layman wants, what scripture to copy, and what scriptures to write? Sure enough, as soon as he heard that the forestry could not afford the Scripture Pavilion, the abbot immediately relented.

If you succeed, you can suppress your excitement, but you can't show anything at the last moment.

Lin Lin said in a deep voice: "Buddhism is boundless, my mother likes a lot of Buddhist scriptures, I need my disciples to copy them one by one, can the abbot get a copy of the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra" for me first?" ”

Abbot Huizhen smiled and nodded, and said: "Good and good, 'everything has a way, such as a dream bubble, such as dew', should be viewed as such', this scripture is my Buddhist classics, and great wisdom can be obtained by participating in enlightenment. ”

"But it's getting late today, so the layman can rest in the temple for one night first, and then make a transcription tomorrow."

"Thank you Master Huizhen, Xiao Ke will leave first."

Push the door out, exhale, and it's finally done.

Glancing in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion, he seemed to hear the Fighting Wine Monk calling to him, "Do you want my martial arts, go ahead, I put everything there." “

Half of the goal has been accomplished, and the next step is just to follow the steps.

Of course, Forestry also knows that the main reason why the abbot agreed to him, in addition to the happiness he scattered and the joy they received, was mainly in their eyes, Forestry was just a filial son who honored his mother, not a man in the rivers and lakes.

The forestry they observed was loose and unresponsive, just an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts.

In the rivers and lakes, the view of the gateway is particularly serious. Stealing the martial arts of other sects is like destroying people's foundations, and it is not surprising that there is any bloodshed.

All sects and factions have wrapped their martial arts tightly, not to mention outsiders, even if they are disciples' sons, they may not be willing to teach, everything is kept in one hand, only when something major happens, or when the deadline is approaching, they will teach each other.

And the Shaolin Temple's emphasis on martial arts is far greater than that of other sects in the rivers and lakes. In "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng", Dong Tianbao peeked at his uncle's practice and was almost killed; In the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo secretly learned martial arts, but they both fell into Buddhism and lived a happy life with sweeping monks.

The world's martial arts out of Shaolin, although this is a bit exaggerated, but the Shaolin Temple does hide a lot of magic skills, attracting people in the rivers and lakes to take risks, and those people except for a few successful or reluctant escape, most of them have been Shaolin Temple to go.

Even if forestry is now disguised in the front and money is scattered, in the end, it is just copying the Nine Yin True Scripture in the guest room.

Back in the guest room arranged for himself in the Shaolin Temple, Lin Lin lay on the bed like an ordinary person, but he didn't fall asleep, just closed his eyes and recuperated.

On the way back, he could feel that there were several lines of sight watching him secretly, and it was better to be safe on the first night to avoid exposure. Anyway, if you don't sleep all night, it doesn't make a difference.

As soon as the morning dawned, a little monk brought toiletries and meals.

After the problem of washing and eating was solved, a young monk of about sixteen or seventeen years old with a beautiful appearance knocked on the door with the Diamond Sutra that the forestry industry wanted.

"Layman, this is the Diamond Sutra you want. The abbot has commanded me to bring it to you. ”

"Thank you, little master." After taking the scriptures and looking at the dense thick book, Forestry knew that the test of intelligence had passed.

Now, all he needs is to honestly copy the scriptures, and the main test is physical strength.

The ancient Song Dynasty was not as good as it is now, although paper was basically popularized at that time, but the writing was still a brush, and there was no current ballpoint pen and black pen.

Writing with a brush is very demanding on wrist strength, and it is a very physical test.

So, in the next few days, forestry seems to have returned to the time when it was preparing for the college entrance examination and writing more than a dozen papers a day. It is also thanks to the good health of Forestry and the true qi to relieve fatigue, otherwise, I don't know what year and month I want to copy.

At that time, although the days of the college entrance examination were hard, I was really happy to breathe a sigh of relief and strive towards a clear goal.

After graduating from university, forestry suddenly lost motivation and was like a salted fish, eating and waiting to die every day.

Fortunately, God gave him a chance to live a colorful life, and now he has people and things to fight for.