Chapter 90: Cow dung sticks on the head
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Dingzen Temple has gone from being poor and white to now some improvements, and it only took a few months. However, in the eyes of the monk, it seemed so unrealistic, as if everything was a dream. The Buddhist temple came so suddenly, the collapse of Guangling Buddhism was imminent, and it was so sudden, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the catastrophe was coming.
"Unreliable. He shook his head and sighed, but still walked into the original three broken tiles, as if he could calm down after eating and reciting Buddha here.
"Master. Matthew Yuan placed the robe and wooden fish in front of the futon, "This Su Lan robe and the meditation wooden fish are given to you." ”
The monk opened his eyes and said, "Xiuyuan, your kindness is understood by the teacher, but there is no need." ”
"Why?"
The monk smiled and said, "Xiuyuan, sometimes I am really glad to be a teacher, and I accepted you as a disciple at the beginning." ”
He looked up at the small temple and continued: "The current scenery of Dingchan Temple depends on you. As the abbot of Dingzen Temple, he has no contribution and is ashamed. ”
Ma Xiuyuan said: "Master, no matter how difficult the days are, we have survived, do you still care about these?"
"The current situation is not something that the teacher can control. Therefore, out of these three temples, you are in charge of everything, you don't have to come to ask the teacher, if there is anything important, discuss with those monks, and you don't need to ask me. Although Hengkong and Hengyuan are stupid, they are your fellow brothers after all, and they are also sincere to you, and they can always help you a little. ”
Ma Xiuyuan was silent for a moment, understanding what Monk Laitou meant.
He picked up the wooden fish and tapped it quietly.
The sound of the wooden fish is crisp and ethereal, and when it comes to the ears, it really calms down the mood at once. The system has reminded that the meditation wood fish is forged from a thousand years of gloomy wood, and the sound is crisp and heart-to-heart, which has the effect of calming the mind.
The master and apprentice recited the "Prajna Heart Sutra" and the "Jizo Honwish Sutra" as they had in the morning class.
Ma Xiuyuan stood up, still putting the robe and wooden fish on the incense table, "Master, Xiuyuan is gone." ”
"The wooden fish was good. ”
"Actually, the clothes are very good. Matthew Yuan smiled. That Su Lan robe, although it was a bronze-level prize, was definitely no worse than the ones worn by the hosts I saw at the beginning.
The leper monk smiled, "Xiuyuan has a lot of intentions and accepts it for the teacher." In the future, when you are upset, remember to come here to accompany the teacher to chant the scriptures, and if you want to achieve great things, you can't be disturbed. Now Dingzen Temple has to rely on you. ”
"Got it, Master. Not long after Matthew stepped out, he hurried in again.
"Anything else?"
Matthew Yuan stood behind the monk with a bamboo skewer and pasted something sticky on his head.
"Xiuyuan, what are you doing?"
"Xiuyuan saw that the Buddhist book said that this thing can cure Huang Xuan, so he brought it to you for use. ”
The Huang Xuan at the head of the monk is extremely difficult to cure, otherwise it would not have been delayed until now. When she was young, she had such a vicious disease, the girl looked down on it, her parents hated it, and she shaved her hair in anger, so she had the later abbot of Dingzen Temple, Shi Yongyun.
"What is this, and why does it smell so ......?"
Matthew Yuan's nose was stuffed with cotton cloth, his eyes were squinted, and he smiled: "Cow dung." ”
"Xiuyuan! You dare to tease as a teacher!"
"Really...... It really works...... Master, Xiuyuan won't bother you, you can use it slowly......"
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Ma Xiuyuan found that the three freaks on the mountain were really useful. With that sassy chicken, it is equivalent to having a reconnaissance vision within a radius of 100 miles. This feature was only recently discovered by Matthew. As long as he uses the power of Buddha to communicate with this sao baoji, through the bird brother scattered within a radius of 100 miles, Ma Xiuyuan can overlook the movements within 100 miles at will. Of course, even if Matthew is far from looking, once something dangerous is about to happen, Sao Bao Chicken will definitely have a warning.
In addition to being pulled to the plough every day and getting mud, at least its cow dung is a good medicine for the monk Huang Liao. This is not Matthew far blind. The recipe he had seen from the nameless book.
For that book, Ma Xiuyuan finally understood why it appeared in the silver-level prizes, which recorded a lot of pill prescriptions, not to mention, and a lot of experiences.
Last night, the silver that had just been collected in the pocket was once again spent like water. Nearby food and medicinal herbs were sold out. Ma Xiuyuan didn't know when King Guangling would make a move on Dingzen Temple, but he had to be prepared to deal with it. The ideal is to give him another two months.
The Arhat Formation had just been drilled. These warrior monks and Buddhist cultivators also have a sense of crisis, since yesterday the four injured old monks of Xiangguo Temple came forward, these people who are still on the mountain finally understand that what Ma Xiuyuan said is true, in such a time of life and death, of course, they have to practice hard.
Give Ma Xiuyuan two months, that's because two months later is Qixi Festival, and if he wants to get the chance to win the lottery in a short time, Ma Xiuyuan feels very difficult, so he has to wait for the lottery of the Qiqiao Festival. Hopefully, I'll be able to draw some key treasures that will turn the tide by then.
There is still nothing on the mind in the temple, it should be Shen Mengmeng.
The little girl ran over anxiously, holding the little clam in her hand, "Brother Xiuyuan, Brother Xiuyuan." The little clam is pregnant!"
"Huh?" Ma Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, will this toad be pregnant? He glanced at the snow clam in Shen Mengmeng's hand, and his stomach was indeed bulging as if he was about to give birth.
Matthew Yuan had a flash of inspiration and said, "The little clam will be handed over to my brother first, and I will definitely bring it back to you intact tomorrow." ”
"Brother Xiuyuan, remember to bring the little clam to Mengmeng too!"
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In a secret place in the back mountain, Ma Xiuyuan put the Tianchuan snow clam on the stream, and immediately froze a piece of the stream. If you see this scene, you will probably be amazed.
"Take your medicine!"
"Quack!"
Snow Clam ate the medicinal herbs in Ma Xiuyuan's hand into his mouth. Every time Matthew Yuan took out one, he ate the same. The belly was getting bulging as well.
Waiting for the last "croak", Ma Xiuyuan hurriedly took a gourd and put it in the mouth of the little clam.
As if stimulated by something, the little clam suddenly stood up, its mouth was like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and the warm and snow-white pills spit out into the gourd.
After vomiting a dozen grains, the bulging stomach finally deflated, and it seemed to lie down comfortably on the frozen surface of the stream.
Ma Xiuyuan sniffed the pill in the gourd, it seemed that there was no saliva of the little clam, but there was a faint fragrance of the pill, and muttered: "Millennial Heart Preservation Pill, I have to find some people to try the medicinal effect." ”
He immediately thought of a few Buddhist elders in the back mountain. With their cultivation, even if it is not a tonic, it is estimated that they will not be poisoned to death. Matthew decided to find someone to try the medicine.