"Eat when you're hungry."

The old monk replied to him, and then slowly opened the folded letterhead.

The young man didn't say anything, he directly dragged a chicken leg off the plate, took it in his hand and nibbled it, and came behind the old monk with a curious face.

The two of them looked at the contents of the letter, and then at me, their expressions a little inexplicably subtle.

"Who wrote this letter?" The young man asked me.

"I wrote it." I replied stunned.

Before I could react, the young man slapped the table and glared at me angrily.

"You're here to find trouble?!"

Hearing this, I felt a little weak inexplicably, looking at the letter paper in the old monk's hand, I suddenly seemed to understand something.

"I didn't actually write this letter," I said with a sneer, just feeling flustered: "I can explain this, really, I can explain it!" ”

I guess he noticed that I was a little weak, and my muscles were tense, as if I was going to run away at any time.

Then he slapped the table without warning, and shouted angrily.

"!! Offended the abbot and wanted to run?!!! ”

In an instant, my mind went over the movie "God of Food" that Stephen Chow had acted in.

The people who offended the abbot in that movie don't seem to end well!

I trembled a few times, and immediately put on an aggrieved expression and shouted that I was wronged.

"Master!! Senior Luo!! I really didn't write this letter!! I almost burst into tears: "Don't leave me here to sweep the floor for the rest of my life!" ”

The old monk ignored me, looked at the letter with compassion, and cursed with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Zuo Guangsi, you old Wang Ba"

I hadn't recovered from the old monk's scolding, and he didn't say anything and handed me the letter.

When I took it, there was only one sentence on it.

"Monk Luo, I'll fuck your mother."

Looking at this line of words, I was so angry that my whole body trembled.

Old man Zuo, old man Zuo, it's just that you don't take your own life seriously, you don't take other people's lives seriously!

The old monk didn't show any anger, his expression was very merciful and gentle from beginning to end, but I always felt that he wanted to kill the old man Zuo to vent his anger.

"Changshan, you go and sit in the courtyard for a while, and I'll go and get something for you." The old monk smiled.

I hummed, looked cautiously at him and the young man, and was relieved to see that they had no intention of making a move.

The young man didn't plan to go out with me, but sat down at the table by himself, nibbling on roast chicken and drinking wine, his eyes wandering over me.

"Then I'll go out first, you can just call me later."

When I went out, I heard a sound of a rope in the stone house, and then there was a sound similar to digging in the ground.

I didn't think much of it, so I walked to the middle of the yard and sat down on the grass, waiting for the old man to give me something.

After waiting silently for a while, I also felt a little bored, so I looked left and right.

Zheng Xiaoxian'er They said that this is a temple, but I can't see it, where is there a temple?

Can these three small stone houses also be called temples?

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a wooden fish beating and some faint chanting.

"Nam no Satanta Sugadoya"

"The Three Bodhisattvas of the Three Bodhisattvas"

The man's voice was hoarse, but I could really hear his devotion in his voice.

The sound of wooden fish, the sound of chanting, and the chirping of insects and birds from the woods not far away.

All these sounds unconsciously merged into one, and I couldn't help but indulge in the indescribable sense of comfort.

I haven't been to many temples in my life, but it's definitely not a few.

I've been to all the temples around Shenyang, especially when my grandfather was admitted to the hospital, and I would make a wish every once in a while, hoping that my grandfather would live a few more years, but what was the result?

Let's not talk about that.

Those temples give me the feeling that they are a bit commercialized, except for a few famous ancient temples, the rest of the temples are basically headed by the word money.

You knelt on the ground and just finished kowtowing to the Buddha, when someone came over there and pulled you and wanted to tell your fortune, fifty at a time.

Maybe this can only be described in the words of my grandfather.

Those temples no longer have Buddha nature, not even Buddha nature, what are you talking about worshiping Buddha and worshiping Buddha?

Although these three small stone houses do not look very good, as far as the atmosphere of this area is concerned, there is indeed a kind of peaceful atmosphere, especially when the sound of chanting sounds

Maybe that's what my grandfather said about Buddha nature.

Listening to the sound of chanting in the room, I suddenly wondered, who was chanting?

The young man and the old man seemed to be digging in the house, and I hadn't seen the man chanting the sutra before

Prompted by curiosity, I stood up and crept towards the man's room.

As I walked outside the room, the chanting stopped suddenly.

"Are you Yuan Changshan?" A hoarse man's voice came from inside.

This voice is very strange, it can be said to be the voice of an old man, but it can also be said to be the voice of a middle-aged man, all in all, it is difficult to judge.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'm sorry to bother you." I hurriedly apologized.

Before I could react, I heard a creak, and the wooden door opened without warning.

It was dark in the room, there was no light, and the windows were sealed with things from the people inside, so that no sunlight could penetrate it.

It was by opening this door that I could see the man sitting in the middle of the room through the dim light.

"Coming to get something?" The man asked me.

"Ah, yes, you know that, too?" I asked, confused.

The man didn't answer my words, his fingers flicked the rosary, and he sighed, "You're starting to take the job now?" ”

"Not yet, my master asked me to follow the blind boss." I said.

When I said this, the man seemed a little surprised, and the movement of the rosary in his hand stopped.

"Did he take you as an apprentice?"

As he said this, he turned his face away.

When I saw his "face", my first reaction was startled, and then I felt that he was a little unspeakably weird.

The man wore a colorful rabbit mask on his face.

That kind of mask is very common, the kind we used to see on the side of the road when we were kids, and the price is no more than two dollars.

"I didn't say accept it, I just called him Master, and he didn't object, so I have to think that he acquiesced," I replied in a low voice.

The man looked at me thoughtfully and nodded, "That's right, it looks like he wants to take you in." ”

"Senior, can I ask you something?"

He didn't speak, just looked at me quietly.

"Why do you all know my grandfather?" I smiled bitterly and said, "My master is like this, so are you, and that Master Luo, who looks like a blind boss in the south."

"He doesn't know your grandfather, he just knows your grandfather." The masked man shook his head and interrupted me: "Your grandfather and the blind boss are not of the same generation, and the little blind man is considered an offspring." ”

With that, he turned his head back and continued to flick the rosary in his hand.

"In the future, you have to use dim sum to learn things, don't be unmotivated like your grandfather."

"Oh"

While we were silent, the young man suddenly ran out of the stone house and shouted at me, "Come here and get something!" ”

"Go ahead." The man in the mask said: "If you take that thing, even if you carry your grandfather's karma, the road ahead will not be easy, so be careful." ”

"I'll pay attention, thank you, senior."

After saying hello to him, I trotted outside the stone house, only to see the young man holding a small wooden box in his arms, squeezing his eyebrows at me with a smile on his face.

"Dude, I'm sorry just now, I misunderstood you."

"It's fine." I didn't care, wiped the hot sweat on my head, and said with a smile: "I'll go and say hello to Senior Luo, there are still people waiting for me under the mountain, I have to hurry back." ”

The young man nodded and led me into the house.

The old monk didn't seem to notice me coming in, and swept the floor silently with a broom.

"Senior, I have to go down the mountain, and I will have a chance to visit you again in the future."

Hearing this, the old monk straightened up and looked at me, with some contradictions in his eyes, as if he was struggling with something.

It took more than ten seconds before he spoke.

"Changshan, you have to pay attention to safety in the future." The old monk sighed: "If there is anything you can't do, don't force yourself, life is more important than anything else, understand?" ”

I nodded.

After that, the old monk didn't say anything more to me, and swept the floor by himself, and I took my leave.

After stepping out of the wooden door, I leaned sideways, trying to help the old monk close the door.

At this moment, I unexpectedly found ten characters carved on the wooden board above the door.

It should have been engraved on it with a sharp weapon, and the handwriting is very shallow, but it is vigorous and powerful.

"Like a smell."

"As you see."

"That's right."

"Like me."

"As it comes."

Maybe it's my delusion.

When I saw these ten words, I faintly heard the chanting of hundreds of people coming from the stone house.

These chanting sounds are so solemn and full of Buddha nature that people can't help but want to bow and worship.

But it didn't take long for all the chanting to stop suddenly, and the feeling could only be described as silence.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were silent, and thousands of things had lost their voices.

In this dead silence, someone gently knocked on the wooden fish, and the old monk's voice sounded without warning.

He recited no more than six words.

"Om Ma Mi Mi Woo"

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