At the end of the summer of the 26th year of the Republic of China, the weather was surprisingly hot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Hui Ding left in a hurry, and when he came out of Baochan Temple, he simply packed a few clothes to wash and change into monks' clothes. What can a monk have?

Hui Ding left Baochan Temple at night. There is a path leading to the bottom of the mountain at the back gate of Baochan Temple, which only the monks in the temple know.

Huiding only learned after walking out of Baochan Temple that the most important thing in the world is called "money". Leaving the temple is to enter a world where it is difficult to move an inch without money.

Huiding has a ring scar on his head, and his words and deeds are the norms of the monks. If you are thirsty, you can also drink mountain spring water, and there is really nothing to fill your stomach when you are hungry. The few wild fruits that I picked when I went down the mountain were also eaten quickly. After leaving Wuling Town, it is the tea shop town. Huiding has been hungry for a day.

Walking through the bazaar in Chapu Town, there are shops selling steamed buns and steamed buns, and the hot aroma makes Hui swallow the foam in her throat. He couldn't take it anymore. He stood in front of the large steamer of a steamed bun shop, and he was stunned. He was holding only a wrap of clothes in his hand.

"Master, is this going to be fateful?" The owner of the steamed bun shop still had a kind heart, and seeing that he looked hungry, he took out two steamed buns from the cage drawer and handed them to him. He hurriedly took it and swallowed it in two or three.

After eating the steamed buns, he felt that he was not turning into a fate, but begging for food. Once again, he remembered the days when he was a child begging on the streets. I can't help but sigh at the miracle of fate, he went from begging for a living from nothing, to having no worries about food and clothing after becoming a monk, and reading the scriptures. Now he is back to having nothing and filling his stomach with karma. After so many years, it's just a hat for undignified beggars. Hui Ding felt deeply remorseful.

Relying on such fate, Huiding walked out of the Suzhou-Anhui border. When he walked to Jingdezhen, Jiangxi, Huiding didn't know where he was going or where he should go. He was blindly going farther with the idea that one step at a time would be one step at a time. After all, his heart was painful and panicked.

That night, while staying overnight in a ruined temple in Jingdezhen, Huiding met a man. This person also spent the night in this ruined temple. This man, like Hui Ding, was also a penniless monk. This person is the pure cultivation from Jiujiang Nengren Temple.

When Jing Xiu stepped into the ruined temple, Hui Ding, who had not yet fallen asleep, instinctively raised his eyes and looked at the people who came in. When he saw Jingxiu for the first time, Hui Ding was stunned, a person is most familiar with his own appearance. How could the person who came in look so much like himself? If that person didn't have a visible mole on his forehead, he really thought he had met a lost brother.

The people who came in also took a look at him, and were also frightened by his appearance. After greeting each other, the two exchanged a few words briefly. It turned out that they were all monks, so naturally they had more common language. When the two of them chatted, they were almost the same age. Jingxiu told Huiding that he was from Jiujiang Nengren Temple, and that he was going to Xiamen Nanputuo Temple to preach the Dharma.

"Xiamen South Putuo Temple". The name was once again remembered by Hui Ding. The place he once longed for.

Jing Xiu asked Hui Ding where he was going.

"Coincidentally, I'm also going to Nanputuo Temple!" Hui Ding suddenly knew where he was going. At this moment, Hui Ding made a decision.