After eating breakfast, washing dishes and washing pots, Li Ye walked to the backyard of the dining hall, looked at the neatly stacked chopping wood in the firewood shed, and said in his heart, this is not difficult for me.

There are even two wooden houses built on the Tianshan Mountain, let alone chopping firewood in the temple!

Moved a chair from the house and sat down, looked at the chopping wood in the firewood shed, and thought that it would take an hour to do it, and it would be okay, this is the time to practice swordsmanship, but it takes a lot of effort.

After resting for a quarter of an hour, when the strength of his body had recovered, he got up and picked up the axe in the firewood shed, picked up a piece of chopping wood, put it away, and chopped it down with a wave of his hand.

Fortunately, I practiced the Phaseless Dharma Body with my husband at the beginning, otherwise I really couldn't gnaw on the woods in this shed, and I don't know how much effort and time it would take.

What he didn't expect was that it took him a lot of time to look at the easiest thing, just because the chopping wood in the firewood shed was different from wet and dry, and it naturally took a lot of effort to chop it.

By the time he finished chopping the firewood that he would use to cook in the hall tomorrow, noon was over, and the monks in the temple had already finished their lunch, and the old monk had returned to the Buddhist hall to rest.

Li Ye sighed, took out a towel, washed his face with a basin of water, wiped off the sweat stains on his body, pushed the back door of Tianzhai Hall, and went to the pot to uncover the steamer, in which there was a bowl of green vegetables and a bowl of dry rice.

Reciting the scriptures in his mouth, he said in his heart that he was just trying to do some physical work, and when he had a senior brother who kept the food for himself, he was naturally grateful in his heart.

Sitting in the empty hall with rice, I thought to myself that from now on, I would start practicing in the temple.

The stabbing monks outside the hall watched Li Ye take food, chant scriptures, sit down to eat, and have treasures in every move, and secretly admired in his heart.

I am afraid that only the abbot master of the temple has such a practice.

After eating, washing dishes, and brushing pots, Li Ye gently covered the door of the dining hall and went to the edge of the scripture pavilion to find the miscellaneous room where he wanted to live.

When he hit the miscellaneous room that the old monk said, he found that it was a small courtyard behind the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The inside is fairly clean, there is a well, a wood shed, and a living room. The strange thing is that there is also a stove outside the wood shed, and there is an iron pot on it, which I think there are traces of people living not long ago.

He drew water from the well and put it into the water tank next to the wood shed, and carried a bucket of water into the house to clean his living room.

Thinking that he would live here for half a year or even longer, the rag in his hand wiped harder.

Before he finished wiping the dust from the two rooms, the senior brother in the temple walked in with the quilt in his arms, looked at Li Ye and said, "Senior brother, this is what the master ordered me to give to you, tell me what else you want, and I'll take it to you when I get back." ”

Li Ye hurriedly took it over and said with a smile: "I'm causing trouble to my senior brother, what do you call my senior brother?"

The monk returned the salute to Li Ye and said, "I accept great compassion, senior brother can go to the Zhike to find me if he has something in the future." ”

Li Ye put the quilt on the bed, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, please ask my senior brother for more advice in the future." ”

The Great Compassion Monk nodded and said, "Senior brother, hurry up and rest for a while, you still have to clean the two courtyards outside the Scripture Pavilion." ”

After saying that, he clasped his hands together and exited Li Ye's room.

Looking at the room that had just been cleaned, Li Ye opened the quilt brought by Dabei, only to see two pairs of mango shoes and a set of linen monk's robes inside.

The quilt was spread on the bed, Li Ye took off his iron armor and walked to the well to fetch water for a bath. The old monk told him to boil hot water, he thought that he was in full swing, and it was autumn to naturally use the cool water in the well to wash the sweat stains on his body clean.

Dry himself, lie on the bed and rest, look at the empty room and the desk in front of the window, and think that he will go back to the city another day to buy some paper and pens and come back, and copy the scriptures to the old monk master in his spare time.

Leaning on the edge of the bed and falling asleep, when I woke up, I looked up at the sky outside, the light rain of the day had stopped, and the sky showed the shadow of the sun.

Put on the monk's robe, walk out of the small courtyard where he lives, and walk to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The temple people of the Big Buddha Temple are all free to arrange in the afternoon, and at this time, there are no monks walking around the temple, thinking that they are all practicing.

Li Ye found a long broom under the eaves of the Zangjing Pavilion, and after a closer look, it turned out to be made of purple bamboo, smiled faintly, and began to clean the fallen leaves and dust in the yard from the top step.

It took half an hour to clean up the fallen leaves in the inner courtyard, Li Ye came to the outer courtyard with a broom, looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground, and thought how long it would take for no one to clean it?

Shaking his head, he swept the fallen leaves on the ground little by little along the courtyard wall under the Bodhi tree where he used to practice boxing, found the back basket, loaded the fallen leaves on the ground into it, and carried it to the burning place in the temple.

He remembered that the old monk had told him that these leaves would be burned, and the grass ashes would be carried to the vegetable fields in the back mountains as fertilizer.

It took Li Ye an hour to clean the two yards, and Rao is that he has the skill of the Dharma Body, and he also has some backache.

Carrying the broom to the inner courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he was about to put down the broom and leave, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind rose, and the autumn wind blew under the trees around the temple, and the dead leaves on the trees fell on the ground he had just cleaned.

Standing under the eaves, Li Yeyileng, he finally understood why the ground outside the courtyard looked like it hadn't been cleaned for many days, it turned out that no matter how clean you cleaned, as long as the autumn wind blew, there were fallen leaves on the ground.

I was thinking about whether to be lazy and come to clean again tomorrow, but unexpectedly the voice of the old monk master sounded in the attic:

The body is a linden tree

The heart is a mirror platform

Wipe often

Do not let the dust stain

Li Ye was shocked, and said in his heart that he had come to ask for penance, and he would actually rise up to be lazy, which really shouldn't be. Thinking about it, a little cold sweat flowed from his back.

At that moment, he clasped his hands together and followed the attic and said: Amitabha.

Pick up the broom and continue to sweep the fallen leaves along the steps.

On the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, an old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows looked at the old monk standing by the window and said, "Senior brother, isn't it a bit ruthless for you to be so strict with him, after all, he is still a child." ”

The old monk looked at Li Ye, who was sweeping the floor downstairs, turned his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I don't know, this kid has cultivated the "Fuhu Arhat Fist" to the realm of perfection, and Fang Cun Mountain's "Phaseless Dharma Body" has also cultivated to the fivefold realm. ”

"It's so powerful, it seems that I underestimated him. The old monk with long beards and white eyebrows smiled.

"Although I sealed his cultivation, his physical skills are so strong that they are not like words, and if I don't give him more things to do, where can I get the training of penance.

The old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows nodded, pinched a lotus finger, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the hard work you asked him to do, there were three or four monks in the temple, and he only finished it at half of noon on the first day." ”

And he doesn't hide from the wind and rain, he is really a manufacturable material, good and good. ”

"Sharpen him for a few days, and when he is skilled in these chores, I will find some hard work for him to do. The old monk said with a smile.

Li Ye downstairs didn't know that there were two old monks upstairs who were paying attention to his practice, and he only wanted to clean up the leaves of the two courtyards before dark.

While sweeping the leaves on the ground, he thought of the allusion that the old monk told him two years ago:

The little monk asked the old monk, "Master, what did you do before becoming a Buddha?"

The old monk said, "Before becoming a Buddha, I fetched water, chopped wood, and swept the floor every day.

"Master, what do you do after becoming a Buddha?" the little monk continued.

The old monk said, "After becoming a Buddha, I still fetch water, chop wood, and sweep the floor every day."

The little monk was very curious, so he asked, "Is this any different? Isn't it the same?"

The old monk said, "It's different, before I became a Buddha, I thought about chopping wood when I was collecting water, I wanted to sweep the floor when I was chopping wood, and I thought about fetching water when I was sweeping the floor. After becoming a Buddha, I fetched water to draw water, to sweep the floor was to sweep the floor, and to chop wood was to chop wood. ”

Thinking about the old monk who discussed with him two years ago about chopping wood, sweeping the floor, and boiling tea for the practice of Buddhism, now that I look back and think about it, there is really some truth, and I have some understanding of the practice of Buddhism.

It took another hour to clean the inner and outer courtyards of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looking at the clean ground, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional, the practice of the Heart Tao and Buddhism was really grinding.

Looking up at the sky, it was already more than half of the unitary hour, and the sunset in the sky had already sunset, carrying a basket of leaves on his back, walking slowly towards the burning place......

The long-bearded and white-eyed old monk on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand and said: "It took three and a half hours to carry water, another hour and a half to chop wood, and two hours in the afternoon to clean the fallen leaves in the front yard and backyard. ”

"We'll talk about it in a few days. The old monk lowered his eyes and said softly.

......

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on an autumn night, an oil lamp was lit in a small courtyard on the side.

Li Ye, who was sitting quietly at the head of the bed, held the Lotus Sutra in his hand and gently flipped the pages of the book, trying to find out the truth of his own practice. Reading the subtleties, I can't help but say:

I don't know the way to end

I don't know how to seek liberation

......

He also knows what he does

and know wisdom

Ponder what the old monk said: To be liberated in penance and to seek meditation in dry sitting, is this the liberation of the body or the liberation of the mind in practice? Meditation is the absence of delusion, and only without delusion can we meditate.

At the end of the hour, the oil lamp was blown out, and the monks in the temple rested at this hour, and Li Ye stopped meditating and slept sideways.

He wanted to close his eyes, but he unconsciously thought of Mr., Li Hongsleeve, Bai Susu, Mu Mu, Xiaoqing, Xiaobai, Old Wolf, Old Ape and others.

Although he is practicing penance on the Tianshan Mountain, he seems to have never been alone like this, and he will always be accompanied by his relatives, only an oil lamp in the small courtyard in front of the temple tonight, quietly accompanying him.

Unsettled, coupled with a tiring day, in less than a quarter of an hour, he fell asleep even more.

On the roof of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a new moon is hanging in the air, and the long-bearded white-eyed old monk in the building glanced at the small miscellaneous courtyard outside the courtyard wall, muttered a Buddha name, and waved his hand to extinguish the Shanshan lantern in front of him.

......

At this time, in the Tianshan Mountains, on the cliff where Li Ye was practicing, the old ape and the old wolf were drinking each other.

The two old men looked at the two empty wine urns on the table, and their thoughts were full of thoughts.

"I didn't expect this little guy to go down the mountain and still think about our two old men, and send the little girl to send so many good wines and dishes for you and me to have fun. The old ape said, slapping on the table.

The old wolf picked up the wine urn, added wine to the cups of the two, and muttered: "He thought that the two of us could not attend Mr.'s wedding, so he asked the little girl to bring wine and food, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of the two of us." ”

"Although I didn't have the opportunity to see Mr. Mo's wife, I don't think it will be far behind. Come and have a toast to my husband. The old ape raised the glass in front of him.

The old wolf raised his glass and walked with the old ape. said with a smile: "Xiaoqing's girl brought the news of Mr. and said, let's go over there and find Master Bai Susu directly, so that we have no worries." ”

"For the rest of the day, the two old men will slowly drink up the dozens of urns of wine here, waiting for the catastrophe to come. To be honest, I'm already looking forward to it. ”

"Isn't it just another lightning strike? We've all been struck eight times, so what?" the old wolf roared as he looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

"Be glad to be happy, don't cry wolf howls and scare my grandchildren. The old ape glared at the old wolf.

"No, no, you children have big hearts! They all know that my two old men are drinking here, and they don't speculate. ”

The old wolf took another sip of wine, looked at him and smiled.

"It's a pity that we met Li Ye's kid too late, and he stayed here for too short. ”

The old ape looked up at the sky and said lightly.

"Be content, he's been living here for a whole year for your promise, knowing that he's still a child. ”

As long as the old wolf remembered the appearance of Li Ye carrying Xiaobai on his back, he couldn't help but sigh.

The old ape nodded, pointed at the old wolf, and said, "This is such a child who led your grandson into the world. ”

The two said in unison: "I hope there is still a day of reunion." ”

As long as there is tomorrow, there will be hope.

Hope is in the world.