Ma Xiuyuan stood beside the monk and looked up and down at the old man and the young who went up the mountain with Zhaicai. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Hengyuan and Hengkong's faces are very ugly, because the purpose of these two people is to come to the temple to eat and drink!

This is not successful, two more people will have two more mouths. This monastery is not a place for disaster relief. If they all come over to eat and drink, this plate will not be licked.

The head monk Buddha was called, and said calmly: "This donor." Dingzen temple is small, if it is a day or two, Dingzen Temple will naturally open the door of convenience, as for the donor, you said this ...... "As the abbot of Dingzen Temple, careful calculation is necessary, he shook his head a little helplessly.

The porcelain doll looked at Ma Xiuyuan, who was dressed more fancy than herself, a little jealous, and muttered, "What about him, why can he eat and drink for nothing?"

Matthew grinned with his big white teeth, and the front teeth finally grew in half, and he giggled: "I'm a monk, or you will follow me as a monk and shave all your hair!"

The porcelain doll took a step back and pulled the corner of the old man's clothes, "You lie, you still have hair, and you still say that you are a monk!" Obviously, after pulling the corners of the old man's clothes, the porcelain doll became more confident.

"Amitabha, this is a disciple just received by a poor monk. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, "Four or five years old is a monk?" He felt the need to re-examine this ruined temple. The reason why the old man went up the mountain was because he saw the huge food box, which he recognized.

Guangling is the best vegetarian Zhongding Building, and ten tables of vegetarian food will be made every day and sent to the ten temples in Guangling. These vegetarian dishes are specially customized by the nobles to express their sincerity. That's why he was surprised why the food from Zhongdinglou was sent to this broken temple.

Now he was even more surprised to see this little doll who had not been shaved, but was already a monk.

Matthew Yuan grinned, "If you are sincere to the Buddha, you can enter the Buddha Gate once you want." ”

The old man smiled, "Since the heart of the Buddha is sincere, why don't you shave your degree?" He really wanted to find out what qualifications this small temple had to eat the ten tables of Zhai dishes in this Zhongding Building.

"I do. Matthew's eyes narrowed. A "I do", the old man was speechless. If it is a big truth, the old man's mouth will naturally be able to argue, but Ma Xiuyuan has a child's temper, which is very embarrassing.

The old man took out a silver ingot, handed it to the monk, and said, "The old man knows that the temple is in difficulty, and this incense money is also invited to the master to accept it with a smile." The old man and his granddaughter don't eat much, no rice and no cooking, so please ask the master to open a convenient door, and the old man can be a layman in the temple and accompany the ancient Buddha with green lights. ”

The monk suddenly raised his eyebrows, he could feel a trace of scholarly Confucianism from the old man, so he asked tentatively: "Is the donor a great Confucian?" Although Confucianism and Buddhism are not of the same root, they do have the same hatred for the Demon Dao. The great Confucian has been reading the books of sages for a long time, and he has a heroic spirit, whether it is drinking loudly or suppressing demons with books and ink, he has a lot of power.

"How dare you say that a great Confucian, a little Confucian. ”

The monk accepted the incense money and said, "Donor, please." ”

The old man bowed his head and said with a smile: "Then thank you master." ”

The porcelain doll walked behind Matthew, the finger poked his waist, and the small mouth was upturned, "We are spending money to eat, be polite to me!"

Ma Xiuyuan chuckled, pulled the little girl's pigtails, and grimaced, "Master and Senior Brother may not know that your ten taels of silver will eat at most one dish in that fast." Forget it, I have a lot of them, so I don't care about you. ”

The little girl held back tears in her eyes, feeling that she had been greatly wronged.

Matthew Yuan was still giggling on the side. He did not follow the monk to the stove to eat. His own food was a small stove opened by his mother, so he hurried back to the room to enjoy it exclusively. At present, there are no people in Dingzen Temple, and there are not many sundries, and the four masters and apprentices are all working hard to prepare for the Pudu Conference.

Although it is not held in this temple, if you go to Languang Temple, if you lose face again, won't you lose face and throw it on someone else's territory? Not only Hengyuan Hengkong, but even Ma Xiuyuan, because of the mysterious lottery system, is preparing for the Pudu Conference. In addition to practicing the "Six-Character Great Mantra", "Prajna Heart Sutra" and "Dizang Sutra" in the morning, Ma Xiuyuan is also studying at the same time, after all, they are all basic Buddhist scriptures.

Of course, in addition to these, Matthew would sneak a glance at the "Lengyan Sutra" in the middle of the night. As for reciting with Buddha power, Matthew Yuan can't do it now.

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The bell of Daxiangguo Temple rang, and the time for fasting came, and the monks entered the hall in an orderly manner. As the most famous temple of the Ten Temples of Guangling, the Buddhist halls and monks here are famous in the Hui region. The old monk is dressed in a robe, as an elder of Buddhism, the host of the Great Xiangguo Temple, the old monk naturally will not sit here and eat with the monks.

"Abbot, someone from Zhongding Tower came today, saying that the table of food in Guangling Wangfu was not delivered. The fire-headed monk in the temple has already prepared the food and delivered it to your meditation room. ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment, you must know that the ten tables of Zhai dishes in Zhongding Building, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, will never be delayed, "Have you asked what the reason is?"

The supervisor glanced at the old monk and said, "It is estimated that it will not be sent in the future." The steward who delivered the message said, "The people from the palace of the king of the table of vegetables said that they will all be sent to Dingzen Temple in the future, and they will not be supplied to you." ”

"Dingzen Temple, there is this temple in Guangling?"

The supervisor didn't know it at first, but he also asked the wandering monks in the lower temple to know the direction, "On the treasure mountain twenty miles away." The monastery is dilapidated, and there are three monks who have become monks. The abbot is Shi Yongyun, the cultivation of the Buddhist courtyard. There are also two apprentices. ”

"Buddha Gate Courtyard?" the old abbot wondered even more, "Such a small temple, why would the King of Guangling look at it with blue eyes?"

"The eternal monk said that he could cure the illness of the young son of King Guangling, so he ......"

The old monk smiled, shook his head and sighed, "It's okay not to eat this table." ”

"Why did the abbot say that?"

The old monk looked at the podocarpus in the courtyard, which was planted by King Guangling himself five years ago. Planting a tree in the temple is a lot of money, and he said, "That's not a disease, it's a life!"

He pointed to the podocarpus that was almost more than a person tall, and said, "Have you seen this podocarpus?"

The temple nodded suspiciously.

"In five years, almost two years old, the pine tree will die. ”

The temple was shocked and asked, "Why?"

"It's fate. In the dark, there is a fixed number. If you are sick, you can find good medicine, if it is a life, you don't need to save it, and you won't come back, so the old man doesn't eat this table. With that, he walked to the temple.

The temple was still wondering, and suddenly heard the voice of the old monk: "Pudu Conference, please send one to the temple as well." In a place like theirs, it is estimated that they are also going to other temples to attend the meeting, so it is better to come to Daxiangguo Temple. ”

"Yes. The temple bowed to the figure and turned away.

The old monk twisted the Buddha beads lightly in his hand, closed his eyes and sighed, "Dingzen Temple...... It's been a long time since I've meditated......"