Chen Busi watched Deacon Yanqing take the Buddha bead from his neck and put it into Chen Busi's hands, and he panicked for a while. "This, Deacon Yanqing, I can't take this, the items you carry with you must be extremely valuable, you can't accept them, you better take them back."

Deacon Yanqing stood up and said, "This thing has kept me peaceful and peaceful for half my life, there are no disasters and no difficulties, and it is spiritual, but your fate is difficult, and this can still bless you for half your life, so you can accept it." Chen Busi couldn't shirk it, so he had to take him in his hand.

"No, do you remember your name?" Deacon Yanqing asked suddenly.

Chen Busi was a little puzzled and replied, "My name is Chen Ziqi, and this name was given to me by my father Chen Wu." After arriving at Hantan Temple, Yu Qing presided over the Dharma name Busi that I was given, so I was also called Chen Busi. ”

"Don't think, since then, there is only Chen Busi in the world, and there is no Chen Ziqi. Remember it at all times, and don't speak to anyone. ”

"Remember, Deacon Yanqing. I must have followed what you said, I just didn't think about it. ”

Deacon Yanqing knew that if the person who wanted to destroy his mouth knew that Chen Ziqi was still alive, he might not come back to him in the future, so if Chen Ziqi was dead at that time, there would be no more Chen Ziqi in the world. Then he can save his life.

"This day is close to the Zhengyuan Festival, do you remember the "Sanskrit Net Sutra" I handed you just now? Do not be lazy these days, but copy every day, and do not slack off. Deacon Yanqing said, preparing to leave. If you don't have a quantity, you also have to tell me to copy it well, and if you don't understand something, explain it more. ”

"Okay, Deacon Yanqing."

Deacon Yanqing was about to leave, but he heard the head of the stove room walking quickly, and when he came to him, he spread his hand out, and there were two eggs inside.

After a glance, he realized that he had forgotten about it, but it was not easy to say it in front of Deacon Yanqing, so he didn't dare to speak. The head of the department spoke first, "Don't think about it, you can see clearly, how did this thing get into the steamer?" I've checked the steamer when I got on it, and it's only the two of you here, so let's talk about it, what's going on? ”

The head of the department saw that Deacon Yanqing was also there, and then saluted Deacon Yanqing. said, "Deacon Yanqing is also here, and there is only no one else in this matter. ”

Deacon Yanqing looked at Chen Busi, and then looked at it again. "Don't think about it, what the hell is going on? The monks of my Hantan Temple never eat eggs and eggs, this thing is taboo in my Hantan Temple, whose work is this? ”

Chen Busi looked at the two eggs and was puzzled. but bowed his head and did not speak. "No, isn't it?" Deacon Yanqing asked. "It's me, Deacon Yanqing, who is in charge, I begged it from an old woman who came to the temple early in the morning to offer incense, because I remember that today is Chen Busi's birthday, so I didn't think about it so much. Deacon Yanqing, I was wrong, you can punish me. ”

Chen Busi couldn't listen to this, he felt very ashamed, and it was rare not to measure a piece of his mind. Then he said, "Deacon Yanqing, in charge, this is not to blame, I mentioned it the day before yesterday, and if you don't measure it, you will remember it, and if you want to punish me, you can punish me." ”

Deacon Yanqing was very angry and said, "The Sanskrit Net Sutra says: The flesh-eater breaks off the seed of great compassion Buddha-nature, and all sentient beings see it and give it up, so all bodhisattvas are not allowed to eat the flesh of all sentient beings. The eggs of birds and beasts are not edible. If you have made a mistake, you will be punished today for copying the scriptures, and you will not be allowed to eat. Also, remember to return it to the woman. ”

Buliang said, "I remember Deacon Yanqing." "The boss took the things and didn't measure them, and he didn't measure them and put them in his pocket. Then Deacon Yanqing and the head of the department left together.

Seeing that the two of them were far away, he said to himself, "If you don't think about it, you're not a monk, it's really unsympathetic." Chen Busi said, "No, no, no, it's good, but I still want to thank you, thank you for your kindness." I am in the monastery for a day, and I am also half a monk, so I am not special. Haha, okay, don't be sad, endure a day's hunger and copy the scriptures, right? ”

Buliang slowly approached the table, and carefully spread out the paper, Chen Busi opened the "Sanskrit Net Sutra", and began to copy from the first volume. I still feel that Deacon Yanqing is unkind and should not be punished, but thinking about it, it is not a punishment, copying scriptures is necessary, but I am going to be hungry today, and I can't celebrate my birthday without thinking about it, so it's still very sad to think about it.

He said, "No, I also wanted to be careful to get two eggs for your birthday, and this matter passed quietly, but I didn't think it was discovered." It's very unfortunate. ”

Chen Busi said, "No, Deacon Yanqing and his old man have already given us enough face, don't you think?" If other monks must have thought about it behind closed doors, fasted their feet and fasted, and took dozens of sticks one by one, would it be okay for the skin to be opened? In front of the master, this punishment is simply small. ”

He said, "It's okay, it's just a pity for these two eggs, if you have eaten it for a birthday, and now Deacon Yanqing wants me to go back, I can't do such a shameful thing." ”

"No, I still want to thank you, it's really a brotherhood, it's a pity that I don't have a firm belief in entering Buddhism, otherwise, I don't have you in this life, fortunately."

Chen Busi's door was open, a ray of sunlight shone into the door, and the bell of Hantan Temple rang, like undulating ethereal notes, echoing around Hantan Temple. But they had to endure hunger to copy the scriptures.

After a while, a young monk beside the head came to their house with two meals, "Don't think about it, master, according to the master's orders, come and bring you food." ”

When Chen Busi and Buliang heard this, his mind was confused, and he was puzzled, "Is it really the boss who wants you to send it?" ”

"Yes, that's right, the boss said it himself." The little monk replied. Chen Busi and Buliang both thought about it, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd?

"Is it life-threatening?" Chen Busi asked.

"I didn't get angry, but Deacon Yanqing said when he was leaving, I have a bulging belly, I have never been hungry, so today's food will be distributed to other monks." When the chief listened, he did not speak, and then he ordered me to bring food to you both. ”

Chen Busi and Buliang already knew in their hearts that although Deacon Yanqing did not say that he would cancel the punishment of them, he still hoped that they would not be punished. The little monk put the food on the table and prepared to leave, still silently reciting in his mouth, "This Yanqing deacon will say that his stomach is bulging several times a year, and then refuse to eat the food. ”

"Wait a minute," Chen Busi said, "how many times do you say that Deacon Yanqing has this situation every year?" ”

"Probably yes, I've heard about it a few times, but it's all about the same." Chen Busi seemed to be more clear, it turned out that every year on his birthday or festival, Deacon Yanqing saved his own meals to add meals to him. For a while, my nose was sore, and I was moved to tears.

He said, "Okay, you can go back first." The little monk left. Deacon Yanqing is really a very good person, a monk who has attained the Tao. "I don't count, I can't stop boasting. Chen Busi was silent and did not speak.

The Zhengyuan Festival is a very grand festival in Weiyang Mountain, on this day people will go out of the house, to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, I heard that this day of blessing is the most effective. Therefore, most of them follow this convention, which has not changed for tens or hundreds of years. It is also said that the Jeongwon Festival is the festival of prayer. In the hearts of the people of Weiyang Mountain, Buddhism is the largest, and the Buddha's heart is the heart.

There are still a few hours before the Zhengyuan Festival, Chen Busi didn't sleep that night, and he couldn't sleep, so he carefully copied the rest of the scriptures before lying on the bed.

Chen Busi closed his eyes slightly and thought, and it was already early in the morning, the oil lamp in Chen Busi's house was burning quietly, he looked at the faint flames, and remembered the time when he stared at the firewood in the Hantan Cave eight years ago. The firewood burned out, and when he jumped off the cold pool, he looked back at the dark and cold cave, and then jumped off the cold pool. He didn't know how he had so much faith at that time to support him to swim to the foot of Hantan Temple, but he felt that there was a force that drove him to live tenaciously. He told Yu Qing what happened to him, and Yu Qing let him enter Hantan Temple without saying a word. At that moment, he knew he was saved.

Eight years passed so fast, but tonight was really long, he sat up and counted the lights, flickering and flashing, silently counting, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, ,...... In the quiet of the night, you can hear your own powerful heartbeat.

It's been eight years, my father and mother are probably old, and I am no longer that child, but I have grown into an adult, and my appearance has changed a lot, can my father still recognize herself? It's been eight years, is Zhu Zhen okay? Isn't Lilac still the timid little girl? Where should he go after leaving Hantan Temple? Do you want to live in that small yard with your parents? Or is it going to a wider world? He thought about it too much, and his mind was filled with countless questions. The lights flickered as if they were fighting, Chen Busi was tired of thinking, and then stood up, but at this time he had to go to pack the package. A few clothes, a few scriptures, a string of Buddhist beads, and nothing else.

Time slipped away quietly. Before dawn, he knocked on Chen Busi's door, and Chen Busi replied, "The door is not bolted." ”

Buliang came in, looked at Chen Busi's haggard face, and was a little curious, "Don't think, you haven't slept all night, right?" ”

"Yes, don't measure the master, it's dawn, the temple door is open, and my father and mother will come."

"Don't think about it, it's still early for your father and mother to make incense, I'm here to help you keep an eye on the time, you can lie down and sleep quickly." I also have the strength to hurry. ”

"Don't measure the teacher, don't say goodbye, I don't know when we will meet again, you must be good, remember to eat and rest on time, listen to Deacon Yanqing's words, I will come to the temple to see you after a while."

Buliang was very moved when he heard it, "Don't think, don't worry, I will definitely be fine, I have been in this Hantan Temple for more than 20 years, I have come over, and my heart has also been converted." Things in the world are too complicated, too complicated, so I don't participate in them. Seek peace of mind and a sense of attachment. Still, I will miss you and pray for you every day. ”

"Thank you, no. Then I will lie down and sleep, and remember the bell ringing to wake me up. ”

"Sleep, I'll keep an eye on it." I didn't see Chen Busi close his tired eyes, just looked at Chen Busi who was lying on the bed, and saw the package that Chen Busi had already sorted out, his eyes were red.

Because he knows that this person who has been with him every day and has been with him for eight years is really leaving. Although I was happy for Chen Busi in my heart, I was still so reluctant. He hoped that time would be a little slower and slower, and he would be able to accompany Chen Busi to eat, study scriptures, exercise, and immerse himself in the temple bells. In my mind, the past is reflected in front of me one by one. He sat down, sat down on a stool, leaned against the table, supported his chin with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.