The treatment of the abbot of Huijue is still relatively high, she is still a very particular person, and she covers the wooden barrel with gauze, just because she is afraid that the dust will fall into the bucket.

The nun slowly pushed open the round door, walked into the quiet courtyard, and then gently closed the round door. It can be seen from this that the life of the abbot of Huijue is still very regular. Busy with the affairs of the monastery during the day, and attending Zen and Buddhism at night, and being able to get up so early the next morning, the abbot of Huijue is really worthy of being a monk who has attained the Tao.

When the three of them walked out of the scripture hall, there was a sound of opening the door and talking behind them, and the craftsman got up.

When the three of them walked into the West Zen Temple, Yan Jianhua and Liu Wenbin were already standing at the door of the meditation room waiting for everyone, and after a while, Zuo Xiangdong and Li Wenhua also walked in.

"Captain, what are we going to do next?" Left to the east.

"Let's go to the hall for breakfast first, and then come back and stare for a while, an hour later, if Lao Chen comes back, we will go to the Tibetan Scripture Hall, if Lao Chen has not come back, we will go to the meditation room where Lian Luodan once lived. Da Yu, what do you think? Ouyang Ping looked at Liu Dayu and said, his and Liu Dayu's eyes were bloodshot.

"Captain, we are not sleepy at all, after breakfast, we will go to the meditation room where Luo Dan practiced." Left to the east.

"Yes, we're not sleepy at all." Yan Jianhua echoed casually.

"Okay, let's work harder, and tonight, let's get some better sleep. Let's go, let's go have breakfast. ”

When everyone walked to the gate of the West Zen Temple, they saw Chen Jie and Master Chen leading a gray-haired old man from a distance.

Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu hurriedly greeted them.

"Ouyang, this is Master Yan; Master Yan, this is our captain Ouyang Ping. ”

Ouyang Ping stepped forward and held the old man's hand tightly: "Old man, thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's not hard — it's not hard."

Master Yan is about seventy years old, but his body is very strong, his waist is straight, he walks steadily and strongly, and his voice is as loud as a bell.

Ouyang Ping could feel that although the old man's hands were very rough, they were very powerful, and they were a pair of hands that had dealt with stones for most of his life.

"Old man, we have encountered a problem, Master Chen mentioned you, I really don't want to go, I disturbed you in the middle of the night, and you have traveled so far, you must be very tired!"

"Hey, my bones are not so delicate, the hammer in my hand has been thrown for several years, and the bones on my body are a little lazy, just to relax my muscles and bones."

The old man is very talkative and a very cheerful person.

"On the way here, Deshun has already told me, don't worry, no matter how difficult the problem is, as long as it is a stone, to me, then it is not called a problem." The old man was very confident, "On the hard stone, I can knock the shelf apart." ”

"Old man, let's go have breakfast first. Please. ”

Everyone was about to leave, when Mrs. Nian Ci suddenly appeared around the corner.

"Captain Ouyang, may I ask the comrades to eat in the hall, or will we send the meal to the Xizen Temple?" Master Nian Ci bowed his head and bent down to salute.

"Mrs. Nianci, if it's convenient, then please send it to the West Zen Temple. We went to the hall for fear of disturbing the masters. ”

"Okay, comrades, go back to the West Zen Monastery first, wait a while, we'll be there in a while." After Mrs. Nian Ci finished speaking, she turned around and left. The comrades hugged Master Liu back to the meditation room.