Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Monk and the Divine Stick (New Books for Collection, Recommendations)

"Something?" Su Yi asked suspiciously, staring at the young monk standing in front of him.

"That's right," the monk said with a light smile, "If the two of you are not busy, the host wants to invite the two of you to the back meditation room for tea." ”

Su Yi was even more puzzled, he and the host had never known each other, and there were so many pilgrims, why did he invite himself?

Just when Su Yi was wondering, Shen Ling on the side smiled and said, "Let's go, I just happen to be thirsty, the host's kung fu tea is good, go over and try it." ”

"Do you know the host?"

"It's not that I know, it's my dad who came with my dad the year before last. ”

Su Yi was relieved, what are you hesitating about, let's go, just look for an opportunity to talk about the restoration of the Bodhi tree, Lingguang Temple is full of incense, and it will definitely come up with a good price.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, the meditation room is deep with flowers and trees, and the young monk is followed around, and finally comes to a place called Jingxinzhai.

"The host is inside, please let the two donors go in by themselves. The young monk folded his hands and turned back the way he came.

On the way over just now, Shen Ling had already given Su Yi a brief introduction, and the reason why he said it was simple was because Shen Ling said one sentence: The presiding officer of Lingguang Temple is called Huiyuan, and he is a high-ranking monk.

Pushing open the hidden wooden door and entering, the first to enter Su Yi's sight was a statue of the King of Jizo about two meters high, holding a magic staff, smiling with his fingers, and his face was full of compassion.

In the position by the window, there is a set of bamboo tables and chairs, there is a large glass pot on the bamboo table, the green leaves in the pot are rippling, a middle-aged monk is lying on the side of the table, staring directly at the glass pot, even Su Yi and the others came in and failed to make him raise his eyes.

Seeing the middle-aged monk, Su Yi couldn't help but be stunned, could this be the senior monk Huiyuan? Could it be a mistake?

If you have to use an adjective to describe the appearance of this master Huiyuan, it is the fat head and big ears, if the string of Buddhist beads around his neck is replaced by a big gold chain, it is definitely the standard for the nouveau riche.

There was an Apple laptop on the small table next to Monk Huiyuan, and what made Su Yi laugh the most was that there was a cartoon picture of Crayon Xiaoxin on it.

Seeing this, Su Yi glanced at Shen Ling with a meaningful gaze, and the meaning is self-evident, this is what you call a high-ranking monk?

Shen Ling pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Hehe, the donor is in good shape, it's just a stinky skin," Master Huiyuan finally raised his head, squinted and smiled: "The two of you are also thirsty after a long time, come and sit." ”

Su Yi hit a spirit, damn it, can this monk be able to read minds? How does he know what I'm thinking?

Su Yi's thought had just come to mind, and Master Huiyuan pointed to the hideous ghost statue on the windowsill, and his words were full of Zen machines: "If I don't say it, can you think that this is another statue of the Jizo King Bodhisattva? Therefore, the eyes are sometimes not credible, and it is the heart, not the eyes, that can guide us to the other side." ”

Su Yi was in awe, I will give you thirty-two likes for this forced pretend.

"Okay, master, don't play unfathomable, it's been two years and you haven't changed the new words, the last time I came to you to say this, this time it's still these few words, can you come to something fresh." Shen Ling smiled and debunked Monk Huiyuan.

"Hehe, the road is simple, the truth has no expiration date, take Shen Shizhu as an example, it's not to disguise yourself by dressing up like this, come on, drink tea. Master Huiyuan did not have the slightest embarrassment on his face, and smiled and beckoned Su Yi and the two to sit down and drink tea.

Shen Ling was slightly stunned, and his face suddenly became strange.

"Hehe, I've been shopping for a long time, I'm thirsty, come, how about tasting this tea." Monk Huiyuan changed the topic, picked up the glass pot and poured tea into the large porcelain bowl in front of Su Yi and Shen Ling.

The host's kung fu tea is good?Is this kung fu tea?Is this obviously a big bowl of tea?I'm not educated, can you not lie to me?Su Yi's resentful gaze made Shen Ling's cheeks hot, and finally he couldn't help but cover his face, which was a big shame.

"Master, I remember that your kung fu tea is good, what's the matter, change your style?" Shen Ling didn't want to carry this pot, and asked Monk Huiyuan with a smile.

"Hey, don't soak anymore," Monk Huiyuan smiled and waved his hand: "Didn't I say that the road is simpler just now, the purpose of drinking tea is just to quench your thirst, why do you do so tedious." ”

This Huiyuan monk is not simple, although the words are ordinary, but the sentences reflect the truth, not looking at the appearance, it is really a bit of a monk's demeanor.

The three of them chatted while drinking tea, the tea was a good tea, the entrance was slightly bitter and then sweet, refreshing, but Su Yi's mind was not on the tea, just as he was thinking about how to lead the topic to the Bodhi tree in his heart, the monk Huiyuan, who had just finished talking to Shen Ling, turned his head to Su Yi and said with a smile: "Master Su, if it is convenient, I really have to ask you for help with the matter of the Bodhi tree." ”

"Bodhi ......" Monk Huiyuan's words hit Su Yi's heart, and he was about to answer, when suddenly he seemed to remember something, his complexion changed suddenly, his hand shook, and he almost threw the tea bowl in his hand to the ground.

"Y-How do you know my surname is Sue?"

Shen Ling was also surprised, she clearly remembered that they didn't reveal Su Yi's name to Huiyuan.

Could he really be able to read minds? Thinking of this, a chill rushed from Su Yi's tail vertebrae to the back of his head, this is also too scary, who still has a secret in front of him? Paralysis, this place can't stay, can't let him discover his secret.

Su Yi thought of the possibility that Shen Ling also thought of, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes, just as the two wanted to get up and say goodbye, Monk Huiyuan smiled and pressed his hand, signaling the two to be calm for a while.

In the puzzled eyes of these two people, Monk Huiyuan turned around, knocked a few times on the laptop on the side with his hand, and then turned the notebook to the two of them, on the screen, there was an image of Su Yi and the two in the courtyard, the image and sound were outrageously clear, and even Su Yi's expression was clear.

"Are you spying on us?" Su Yi asked in a cold voice, and even Shen Ling aimed at Huiyuan with an unkind gaze.

"Don't misunderstand," Monk Huiyuan didn't panic at all, picked up the kettle and refilled some water into the bowl in front of Su Yi and the others, and said with a smile: "The acquaintance in the temple remembers Master Shen, as soon as you came in, you told me the situation, I confirmed it in the monitoring, and then let people invite you here, the descendants of old friends have arrived in the temple, I have to do my best to be a landlord, right?"

There was nothing wrong with Monk Huiyuan's words, the two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down again, Su Yi smiled: "The thousand-year-old temple is full of high-tech, and the master is really in line with the times, I was just a joke before, the master doesn't really think that I can bring the Bodhi tree back to life, right?"

"I made a hexagram this morning, and the hexagram showed that when a noble person came, I asked the acquaintance to pay attention to all the pilgrims, and when I saw the first sight of Su Shizhu, I felt that you should be the noble guest that my temple is looking for. ”

"Oh?" Su Yi looked at Master Huiyuan with a smile, "I'm a nobleman, what is the basis for the master?"

Hui Yuan smiled lightly and shook his head, "The Buddha said: Don't say, don't say." ”

I grass, I didn't expect this monk to be a god. Su Yi was speechless for a while.

At this moment, Shen Ling's mobile phone suddenly rang.