I followed Mr. Lu and walked over slowly. The evil bodhisattva who was pushing the stone mill gradually stopped.

Mr. Lu sighed and said, "Even if you drive a donkey to grind." Aren't you tired of pushing the stone mill like this yourself? What's the problem? ”

The Evil Bodhisattva was sweating profusely and panting and said, "Don't say such things, the sins in my body are deep enough. All things in heaven and earth, all those with nine knots, can be spiritually cultivated. Donkeys are like people, there is no superiority or inferiority, so how can I ask donkeys to help me grind? Isn't that yet another sin? ”

I heard the evil bodhisattva speak in a pedantic way, so I said, "Then why don't you use the machine?" It saves time and effort, and does not harm livestock. ”

The evil bodhisattva hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Cultivation, not only to cultivate the mind, but also to cultivate the body, after all, the body and mind are connected. Everyone knows that the machine is convenient, and if the monks are greedy for comfort and also use this, then once the evil end is opened, it will be difficult to prohibit it. Tomorrow, you may be tempted by wine and meat and break the meat vows. Tempted by beauty, he broke the color ring. was provoked by others and broke the killing ring. Oops, what a sin, a sin. The little monk didn't dare to do that. ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Okay, Zhao Mang, let's stop disturbing the Bodhisattva's cultivation." ”

The Evil Bodhisattva looked at Mr. Lu, and suddenly pointed at him and said, "Oh, I recognize you, you often come to the temple to find your senior brother." ”

Mr. Lu nodded and asked with a smile, "Do you know where my senior brother is hiding?" ”

The evil bodhisattva shook his head again and again: "Donor, I have said many times, I am the only monk in this temple, and the rest are all gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. When it gets dark, I'm the only one left who is willing to stay in this quiet place to practice. Hey, don't these worldly people know that when a good heart moves, it is a treasure? What is the use of worshipping the Buddha with a full body of anger? ”

When he said this, he pushed the heavy grinder and walked away step by step.

Mr. Lu stood for a while and said, "Bodhisattva, we will live in the temple tonight, and we will be your companions." ”

The Evil Bodhisattva panted and said, "Please, you must know where the guest room is, so I won't take you there." ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "I'm bothered." ”

Then, he led me to the backyard.

I was very puzzled and asked Mr. Lu, "Don't you know where your senior brother is?" And ask the evil bodhisattva? ”

Mr. Lu laughed and said, "Of course I know where Senior Brother is. I'm kidding him. He had been practicing in the temple for so many years, but he didn't know that there was another person. ”

I followed Mr. Lu to the backyard and saw a bunch of vegetables growing here. The old monk carried water just now, probably just to water these vegetable fields.

The Tanabe is lined up, and there are many simple little bungalows. Mr. Lu pushed open one of the rooms and said, "Come on." We're going to sleep here tonight. ”

I nodded and lay down on the bed.

To be honest, I just wanted to take a break, after all, I stayed up for a few days and nights, and I really couldn't hold on. However, as soon as my body touched the bed, I fell asleep.

I felt like I had slept for a long time, like I was going to die. Then, I heard Mr. Lu call me: "Zhao Mang? Zhao Mang? Hurry up and get up, let's eat. ”

I opened my eyes and saw that it was not yet dark. I got out of bed and muttered, "Looks like I haven't slept long." ”

I walked out of the room, feeling refreshed, and I don't know if it was because of the quiet of the meditation room, I felt that this sleep was simply the most comfortable in my life.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the evil bodhisattva had already washed his body and changed into a clean monk's robe. He set up a small square table next to the vegetable field and placed several plates of vegetables on it. and three porcelain bowls with gruel.

He greeted me and Mr. Lu warmly: "Come on, come on, let's eat." Originally, I was very strict and didn't eat at noon, but today with the two of you, I made an exception. ”

Mr. Lu said with a smile: "I didn't expect that because of our two people outside the Buddhist sect, the Bodhisattva's cultivation was delayed. ”

The Evil Bodhisattva waved his hand: "Don't say that. I have done a good deed to the two of you today. ”

The evening wind had not yet completely cooled down, and it was blowing slowly, with an earthy, vegetable, ...... Halfway through the meal, I couldn't help but be intoxicated.

This kind of rural life was only experienced when I was in elementary school. At that time, my mind was full of going to university and going to the city. I didn't expect to be in the city now, and it was a mess. At this time, I was very homesick and wanted to go back to the village. But I'm afraid I don't have a chance.

I sighed and continued to eat, to be honest, although there were three dishes on the table, but all of them lacked oil and salt, and they ate in their stomachs, as if they were fooling themselves.

After dinner, the Evil Bodhisattva cleaned up the table and went back to the house to sleep.

Mr. Lu sat on the bed and asked me, "How is it?" Is it okay to sleep in the afternoon? ”

I nodded: "It's okay, how's that?" ”

He turned his head, lay down on the bed, and said, "If you hear movement outside, remember to wake me up." ”

I frowned and asked, "What can happen outside?" ”

Mr. Lu said lightly: "When you hear the movement, you will naturally understand." Then he immediately began to snore.

I sighed and thought to myself, "Although Mr. Lu is cultivating, he has indeed been exhausted in the past two days. ”

I was sitting in my room bored when I suddenly noticed a few Buddhist scriptures on the table. I took the Buddhist scriptures under the lamp and read them page by page.

Buddhist scriptures are printed vertically, and they are traditional characters, plus the language is more ancient, and there are Sanskrit transliterations from time to time.

I was dozing back and forth in my chair when I suddenly felt dark inside.

I was startled and quickly opened my eyes, only to find that the oil lamp on the table was so dim that it was almost invisible.

I secretly felt something strange in my heart, and then I heard a sound of footsteps outside, as if someone was walking, and it was walking a little slowly, slowly walking through the window.

I was a little nervous: "Could this be what Mr. Lu said?" ”

I was about to fumble to wake Mr. Lu when suddenly I felt something behind me. At this time, the room was almost dark, but after so many days of birth and death, my senses were so keen. I felt for a big knife and wanted to give it to him.

However, a hot hand suddenly stretched out from behind me and covered my mouth and nose. I heard Mr. Lu whisper in my ear, "Don't make a sound. Something out there is dangerous. ”

I nodded, thinking, "What the hell is it?" Let Mr. Lu be nervous like this. ”

After a while, the footsteps slowly left our window. However, Mr. Lu still held on to me and did not dare to move.

After a while, the oil lamp on the table gradually lit up. I looked at the flames jumping back and forth, and I was shocked, "Did that thing just pass by our window and suppress the oil lamp in the room and almost extinguish it?" ”

Thinking of this, I involuntarily shook the big knife again.

Mr. Lu walked softly to the window and listened carefully with his ears open. Then he quietly opened the door and poked his head out.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he said, "Keep up, keep up." Then, he flashed and walked out quietly.

I followed his example and quietly walked out of the room. Far away, I saw a figure walking slowly. The figure turned past a wall and disappeared from view.

Mr. Lu bent his waist and followed behind like a thief. I whispered, "Where is he going?" ”

Mr. Lu said very briefly: "Jizo King Temple." ”

The two of us quietly rushed to the vicinity of Jizo Temple. Each large hall is a small temple, and the temple door is never closed, probably for the convenience of worship. Array of the wide.

Mr. Lu and I slowly crouched down and hid in the dark.

I was looking for the figure just now, I craned my neck. Suddenly, with the help of the lantern in the temple, I found a bodhisattva sitting on the altar.

Jizo King Bodhisattva, just appeared out of thin air.