Noya was not in good health, but fortunately the mountain road was not steep, Bailijiu took care of her to stop and go, and barely climbed to the gate of the mountainside temple, and her legs trembled a little.

The temple is not big, enter the temple door to face the main hall, the first place of the door is a half-person high Ding furnace, the cigarette smoke curls, the incense ash flickering and disappearing.

"It seems like it's just you and I'm coming empty-handed." Noah looked around, and all good men and women bowed sincerely, closed their eyes and recited words.

"One petal of heart fragrance is enough, why stick to the form?" A hundred miles and nine times without worshipping, still excusing himself.

Noya shook off his clenched hand and teased with a smile: "This is not a proper act, be careful of being driven out by the abbot, so as not to blaspheme the Buddha." ”

As soon as the words fell, a gray-clothed monk in the main hall stepped out of the door in a hurry with a rosary in his hand, and looked at the two of them deeply: "The abbot said that a distinguished guest is coming, and the special monk goes out to greet him." ”

Bailijiu looked back at the left and right behind him: "The old monk is pretending to be a ghost again, I'm afraid that he sent the little novice to wait at the temple gate to report the news, right?" ”

The gray-clothed monk did not blame, nor did he justify, and smiled magnanimously: "The abbot also instructed, saying that the two of them were too heavy to kill, and if they wanted to ask for a signature, they must be purified before they can enter the temple." ”

Baili Jiu "poofed" and smiled: "Your abbot has miscalculated this time." If it is said that I fought on the battlefield for a hundred miles and nine miles, drank countless blood, and killed with both hands, it is still credible, and my wife has no power to restrain the chicken, and she is a weak woman, how can I say that I am killing evil? ”

The gray-clothed monk was dismissed, and he was not in a hurry or annoyed: "Monk, I am also parroting, my understanding is too low, where can I understand the abbot's extraneous voice?" ”

Noya tugged on Baili Jiu's sleeve: "I usually kill countless chickens and fish, and in Buddhism, it is also a crime, and the abbot can be regarded as a correct guess." ”

Baili Jiu nodded: "Although it is far-fetched, but the old monk is also well-informed, I am afraid that I have already inquired about it, knowing that you were a chef, and used it to deceive me." ”

Noah glanced at him: "Are you here to ask for a signature, or are you here to block the abbot, you have to be more serious about everything and get to the bottom of it." ”

Baili Jiufang laughed heartily: "Am I considered to be the one the Buddhists say?" ”

After saying that, he automatically and consciously walked to the head of the main hall, and stood up in an orderly manner, and a little novice held a willow branch in his hand, dipped it in the jade bottle and dusted it on his body. Noah did the same.

After the cleansing ceremony, the two followed the gray-clothed monk into the main hall, took sandalwood from the side and ignited it, and kowtowed sincerely.

Bailijiu turned to Noya and said, "Ask for a lot." ”

Noah was confused in her heart, and she had this intention, but she didn't believe it, and she just wanted to comfort her. Took the stick in the monk's hand, silently read what he wanted, shook it up and down three times, no sign, and shook it again three times, but there was still no bamboo stick jumping out. I still don't give up, I only feel impetuous, close my eyes, calm down a little, just wait for my heart to be empty, and then continue to shake, a bamboo stick jumped out and fell to the ground.

Noah reached out and picked up the signature, but it was a blank slip with no handwriting on it.

Bailijiu on the side leaned over, and was also secretly surprised, puzzled what it meant: "Is there any blank sign in this hundred signatures?" ”

The gray-clothed monk smiled and shook his head: "The little monk has never seen it, probably for the first time." ”

Bailijiu picked up the stick, contrasting the color with the blank stick, suspecting that someone had mixed the bamboo sticks to fill the number.

"Does the Ninth Master also ask for one?" The monk asked.

Bailijiu shook his head: "My old lady is going to come over every three or five days to ask for one, no matter how good the Buddha's temperament is, it will be annoying for a long time, so I don't want to be bored anymore." ”

The monk clasped his hands together and sang a Buddha name: "The ninth master has a clear view of the world, so naturally there is no maze to check." ”

Baili Jiu was complimented, quite ironed, put down the sticker, and spoke a little more politely than Shicai: "Where did the old monk go?" Do you still want to play tricks? ”

"The abbot is sweeping the dust and cooking tea in the ear room, waiting for the ninth master."

The monk directed the two in the direction of the backyard, but turned around and returned to the main hall.

Here Baili Jiu should be familiar with the road, take Nuoya around the main hall, enter the place where the monks stay and participate in meditation, and do not knock on the door to ask for directions, and go straight into a clean and quiet courtyard. At the head of the door, he shouted: "Old monk, you have a good shelf today." ”

Immediately there was a sound of harmony in the house, the sound was like a bell, wide and loud, and it was able to do the aftermath in this square courtyard.

"The ninth master hasn't seen him for a few months, and he is still free and uninhibited, it seems that the old man is bound by vulgar etiquette."

Baili Jiuyi lifted the bamboo curtain and stepped into the room, facing the tea fragrance and the hot air. The abbot with long eyebrows and kind eyes sat upright in the meditation room, chanted a Buddha name, and bowed to the two of them.

There were two futons in front of the tea stove, and I think they had already been prepared. Baili Jiu was also not polite, and pulled Noya forward and sat down cross-legged.

"I just said that the old monk you played with me, but I didn't expect that I had the heart to cook my favorite Yunwu Peak Guanyin tea."

Baili Jiu has always been a prodigal wreckage, and he didn't sit down, but today he sat down in a regular manner, it seems that although he is not convinced by the abbot master in front of him, he is still a little in awe in his heart.

The old monk folded the wide sleeves of the monk's robe, held the purple clay pot on the tea stove, poured two cups of tea soup, and raised his hand to hand them respectively.

Nuoya entered this elegant place, the turbidity in her heart fell, the clear qi rose, she was calm and calm, she gave up six or seven points of impetuousness, respectfully took the tea cup in the abbot's hand, and thanked her chin.

"The Ninth Master is wrong today, this tea old man is not prepared for the Ninth Master, but for this girl."

Baili Jiu glanced at Nuoya sideways, and was amused: "Then how do you know that she will like this bitter and astringent Guanyin tea?" ”

Noya took a sip, as Baili Jiu said, the entrance was bitter and astringent, frowned and swallowed, and felt the fragrance of the teeth and cheeks in the throat, mellow and natural, and there was a trace of sweetness in the fine taste, and the natural joy was revealed, and he drank several sips.

"As the so-called bitterness is sweet, this girl endures what ordinary people can't, eats all the world's dispersion, loneliness, drifting suffering, body hair and skin are tempered by inhumans, painstaking will, hard work, compared to this Guanyin tea is more than a thousand times bitter, so I don't feel bitter. Today, I finally saw the moon when the clouds opened, and when I met a nobleman, I felt happy and naturally happy with a drop of nectar. ”

Noya, who was drinking tea with her head down, was shocked in her heart, and the tea in the teacup in her hand almost spilled out, she hurriedly gathered her mind, and looked up quietly, the abbot was smiling at her kindly, if the light of the Buddha shone brightly, March rain.

"The old monk always speaks out of tune, so he makes a mystery, so I can hear it in a fog, and the second monk is confused. You just just open the skylight and speak brightly, so that I will not be stupid and waste your precious time in chanting sutras and meditation. ”

Baili Jiu urged impatiently.

"The Buddha has suffered and suffered, but he has only been uneducated, the Buddha's light is shining, and the ninth master has to have an epiphany himself to see the sun."

"You monks speak like ink, always say half of the appetite, left and right to leave a room to turn, just like playing Tai Chi, no matter what in the future, you can fulfill only a few words, will not damage your reputation as a monk.

It's like that Yiniantang, you can clearly say things in one sentence, but if you have to toss us so much incense money, there is no judgment. Today we are here to unsign with you, and you have a whole blank sign for us to play, squeak, squeak, I am anxious to hear. ”

Baili Jiu's words were sharp, he hit the nail on the head, and said with a slap in the face, unceremoniously.

The old monk was not in a hurry or annoyed, and when his complaining was over, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since the ninth master can see through it, why do you need to go to my Fenglin Temple to do this?" ”

Baili Jiu glanced at Nuoya beside him, raised the cup in his hand, and said stiffly: "Naturally, I was tired of visiting the temple fair, so I came up to ask for a cup of tea, and by the way, I asked for a signature." ”

The old monk smiled, as if he knew it in his heart: "Since you ask for a signature, what you naturally pay attention to is the word 'sincerity'." Thanks to the fact that the girl gave up those messy thoughts when she tossed the cup at the end, and calmed down, otherwise she would not have been able to solve the problem if she didn't hit the three throws. ”

Noya felt a pang in his heart, knowing that what the abbot said was true, and the person in front of him was indeed a high-ranking monk, and he secretly stretched the corners of his clothes for a hundred miles, signaling him not to be impatient.

Baili Jiuyi has always been shameless, and after listening to the abbot's refutation, he smiled: "What's the difference between this blank signature and not being able to throw?" ”

"The difference between one thought can still be hell bliss, and the two results are even more worlds apart. At the last moment, the girl was able to put down the butcher's knife, restrain herself from the precipice, and be dedicated to goodness, so as to seek the blessing of this blank lot. ”

"Does the master mean that this signature is signed?" Noah couldn't help but ask.

"No, no," the abbot shook his head slowly: "This branch is called 'let go' in the Buddhist family, it is for good luck and bad luck, all between good and evil, put down the butcher's knife and grievances, abandon distracting thoughts, the natural sea and sky, and the blessings are infinite." The girl is now like a phoenix reborn in Nirvana, cherish it. ”

Baili Jiu couldn't help laughing, and laughed loudly: "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, if it is about killing, who can compare to my Baili Mansion?" Old monk, you don't say this to me, but you threaten and intimidate a woman who has no power to restrain chickens, is it possible that she will stop killing chickens and fish in the future, and will not be able to eat a vegetarian instead? This time, you've really miscalculated. ”

"Lao Wei once said that in order to protect the peace of the world and the health of the people, Baili Mansion raised troops, punished small evils, and promoted great goodness, which is not the same as ordinary killing."

"Then she's just a woman, how many killings can she have?"

The abbot smiled silently, but Noya's heart was like a drum, unconsciously looking down at the hands in the sleeves, only she knew in her heart that she had no less than ten stab wounds from her hands along the arms, to about two inches down her collarbone, and at the ribs, and two on the back, which was shocking. She was a little frightened when she touched her backhand at night, especially in rainy weather, and some wounds would be faintly painful.

Who was he before? Why is there a scar? Why did the abbot say that he would kill himself? Could it be that the abbot used to be old acquaintances?