"Don't grieve, don't grieve, I now call everyone, not only to explain the cause of this corpse, but also to explain what happened after death. www.biquge.info"Abbot Mingyun stretched out his hands with difficulty and pressed them against everyone before continuing to speak.

Hearing Abbot Mingyun say this, at this time, there were two people in the Patriarch Hall who behaved very differently.

The hall master Ming Jie, who was standing beside him, immediately said slowly: "The abbot has always been in good health, and it will not be as serious as you said, don't say something unlucky." ”

Among the four major class leaders, the hall master Ming Jie has always regarded himself as a disciple of the abbot, and since he just entered the ancestral hall, he has been worried, and he is most afraid that the abbot will say something like death, so he immediately refuted it slightly.

"Mingjie, the monks can see through the red dust, and also see through life and death, you are in love. Mingyun pressed the other party's hands that had been holding him.

To do a full set of plays, since Shenzi gave such an idea of the golden cicada to get out of its shell, how could it be interrupted at a critical moment. After Mingyun comforted Mingjie, he spoke again.

"My death is doomed. One is to be hit hard, and the other is to repent for everyone. Abbot Mingyun looked calm: "But before I pass away, I want to make the final arrangements in the temple." ”

Speaking of this, Xitang Mingxin, who was holding back his words in his heart just now, finally saw the opportunity and couldn't help but interrupt Abbot Mingyun to speak.

"Although the residence holds something arranged, this Qingfu Temple is not big, and it is not small to say that it is not small, after you go, it is not easy to manage the huge temple. The old man is willing to take over the abbot's class and run the Qingfu Temple well. ”

Abbot Mingyun looked at Mingxin and was noncommittal.

Some of the stewards objected, and the pure head was the most wise to hide what he was saying, so he first said: "The abbot has his own arrangements, so let's listen to what the abbot has to say." I looked at Xitang, it's not too young, don't worry too much, there are also young and strong in the four major classes. ”

The phrase "wise" is in the prime of life, alluding to the hall master's clear precepts.

There are only four people at the head of the four classes, and the back hall has always been transparent, standing in the middle of the stewards, and the hall master also serves the abbot. Just jumping up and down in this west hall, wishing that the abbot would die early, there was already a dissatisfaction with the steward.

At this time, the wise point broke the status quo, and suddenly someone beat the water dog and echoed it.

"Xitang, the abbot is still injured at the moment, and it is too uncompassionate for you to say so. ”

"Don't say anything else, I just feel that Xitang suddenly interrupted the abbot to speak, it's too disregarding his identity, and his utilitarianism is too heavy......"

Those who can do the stewardship of Shangqingfu Temple, except for the solid eyes of wisdom, most of them have some tongues, and some people talk to me, and they say it to Mingxin.

These words, like a slap, slapped Mingxin in the face, making Xitang Mingxin, who is always cheeky and black-handed, unable to help but be embarrassed.

There was a grim look in his eyes, and his mouth opened to tell something, but after glancing at the abbot above, he reluctantly closed his mouth and said no more.

"Everyone be quiet, wait for me to finish speaking. "Master Mingyun naturally knew the little Jiujiu in Xitang's heart, so he naturally chose to ignore it.

"Everyone is here today, and what is behind me is very simple. First of all, when I pass away, I can make a sitting tank and bury it in Tallinn to verify my practice. ”

The so-called sitting on the jar is a kind of treatment after the death of a person in Buddhism. Usually, the great monks foresee that they may become normal, so they will leave their bodies behind.

At the end of his life, he instructed his disciple to put his body into a large vat with holes at the bottom, stuffed with charcoal around it, and store it for three years before opening it.

Hearing that Abbot Mingyun made such an arrangement, everyone in Qingfu Temple praised one after another, if Qingfu Temple had one more Bodhisattva in the flesh, it would also be a famous thing in the world.

It's just that they don't know that this trick is Abbot Mingyun's method of faking death to get out.

"The second thing is that I want to pass on my position as the abbot to the hall master in front of everyone. Ming Jie's prime of life, practice the Fa, in the future, will definitely be able to take care of Qingfu Temple into a famous temple in the world. ”

As he spoke, Mingyun patted the hand of Hall Master Mingjie again, with a kind face.

"I beg the abbot to retract the order, and Ming Jie does not want to see the abbot abandon himself. Hearing this arrangement, Mingjie immediately knelt down in front of Mingyun and said. Mingxin at the bottom watched this scene, with a grim face and gritted his teeth.

"Silly boy, people will always die, and we cultivate Buddhism just to take off this skin. Mingyun laughed lightly: "Stand up quickly, in the future, you will be the master of a temple, and you will have majesty." ”

After finishing speaking, Mingyun looked at the stewards again: "You all step down, I have a big deal, and the burden of the abbot has been explained, so you can go with peace of mind." ”

Some people were obedient and opened the door of the Patriarch Hall to leave, and a few people stayed behind and gathered around Abbot Mingyun with a worried face.

"Everyone, why do you have such an expression?" The smile on Mingyun's face had not faded, and he looked at everyone.

"Is the abbot really so serious? The devil's kung fu is so powerful? I'll call the abbot a pulse. Liao Yuan Mingqing took the initiative to come forward to greet him. After speaking, he put his hand on Abbot Mingyun's wrist.

After a while, Mingqing looked entangled, looked at Abbot Mingyun, sighed after a long time, and retreated without saying a word.

Mingyun held back a smile in his heart, but his face was calm. After all, he is also a third-order cultivator, and such a trivial matter as controlling the pulse of his body will definitely be possible, and with such good intentions, he will definitely not be able to expose the plan of the Divine Son.

"After explaining, I'm also tired, Mingjie or a few of you, help me back to the dormitory. When a few people were secretly sad, Mingyun took the initiative to speak.

Only then did the group gently move Abbot Mingyun to the abbot's dormitory. Everyone retired one by one this time, and in the end, only Mingjie was left.

"Abbot ......" Mingjie choked up and looked at Abbot Mingyun.

"Put away the sadness, and you will be a family member in the future. Mingyun sighed and said.

After thinking about it, he said, "Now that the stewards are gone, I still have two private matters to tell you, and you must listen." ”

"But the abbot has commanded, and the precepts will be obeyed. This man in his thirties said righteously.

"There is a person in the little novice, named Fang Guancheng, who was pointed into the temple from when he traveled to Jinling, and I have some incense fate with the layman, you turn around and summon him to me, when I am dying, I want him to serve. ”

"Among the little novices, there is another person named Xiao Yuan, who is also my relative in the world. In the past, I have always treated him fairly, but now that a person is about to die, I don't want him to still stumble, after you take office, can you give him the position of head of the meal?"

Abbot Mingyun looked at Mingjie firmly and asked expectantly.

"Naturally, when the abbot dies, I will start to arrange for Xiao Yuan to be the head of the meal. That side of the city can also give a steward. Master Mingjie nodded and said.

"No need, Fang Guancheng has another life experience, after I leave, you can let him out of the temple, he will be happy." Abbot Mingyun said with a smile on his face.

"I would like to listen to the abbot's arrangement. ”

"Then you go and call Fang Guancheng, I'm just tired. Abbot Mingyun said.