Jueyuan, who was dressed in a gray-robed monk's robe, took a few steps forward, folded his hands and said to Huichen: "Senior brother, why is it looking for a little monk?" ”

Huichen returned the salute and stretched out his hand to Dongzhang and said: "This little benefactor is a distant nephew of the vegetable farmer in the temple, there are changes in the family, and I want to copy a mantra of the past life in you, you can take care of it." ”

After speaking, he said to Li Laohan and Dongzhang: "This is Master Jueyuan of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, responsible for taking care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the poor monk still has important matters, so he won't bother much, the two donors please take care of themselves." ”

Dongzhang also immediately folded his hands and thanked Huichen: "There is Master Lao, master, you go and get busy, the kid will go down the mountain after copying." ”

After seeing Huichen go away, Dongzhang breathed a sigh of relief, and casually explained that Li Laohan went to the room to wait for him, and Dongzhang entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with Jueyuan, and just entered the door, Jueyuan politely asked Dongzhang:

"I don't know which book the donor borrowed."

Dongzhang looked around with a vague look, and saw that there were dense bookshelves placed everywhere on the first floor, and he didn't know where he was looking for when he looked at these neat bookshelves.

Then he solemnly said to Jueyuan: "Don't hide it from the master, the boy's family was killed by the Mongols not long ago, and this time I came here to borrow a copy of the mantra in the temple and go back to my home and burn it to my father." ”

"Amitabha, the donor has a heart, the little monk will bring it to the donor, please wait a while."

Jueyuan looked at Dongzhang with some pity, and then walked quickly to the bookcase in the back, the reason why Dongzhang said the tragedy at home was to make Jueyuan preconceived that Dongzhang was a poor person.

Let his few warinesss drop again, and Dongzhang didn't move when Jueyuan was looking for a book, and he didn't even move a step, just stood in place and waited for Jueyuan.

It didn't take long for Jueyuan's footsteps to come out, only to see Jueyuan walking over with a few scriptures in his hand, and seeing Dongzhang honestly standing in place and waiting, his impression was unconsciously much better, and he said to Dongzhang in a harmonious voice: "This is the death spell that the donor is looking for." ”

Then he pointed to a small table in the corner: "The donor can go there and make a transcription." ”

"There's Master Lao."

Dongzhang walked slowly to the small table, took out the paper, pen and ink in the back waist one by one, and slowly studied the ink, although it was early in the morning, but the lighting in the room was really not very good, Jueyuan may also see Dongzhang's difficulties.

Warmly lit a white wax to Dongzhang, Dongzhang also smiled and nodded to him to thank him, and then saw Jueyuan take out a futon and sit not far from Dongzhang quietly looking at the unknown scriptures, and after a while, he looked into it, shaking his head from time to time and frowning from time to time.

Seeing Jueyuan's appearance, Dongzhang smiled silently, this is a typical nerd in later generations, this guy should not be much different from the character in the original book, and then looked around, in fact, there are windows in the house, but you may think that there are many scriptures from the previous era preserved in it, and it should not be ventilated and not allowed to be wet.

After studying the ink, Dongzhang seized the time to copy it according to the mantra of the past, because the sooner this thing is obtained, the better, no one knows what will happen later, so he can only hurry up and copy it, but fortunately, Dongzhang took precautions two years ago and asked the teacher to practice reading, although this will be copied up, although not to say ten lines of pen, but it is also very fast.

In less than half an hour, Dongzhang had already copied the mantra of the past life, looked up at Jueyuan, this person was still concentrating on studying the scriptures, after thinking about it, Dongzhang said softly to Jueyuan not far away: "Master, the kid only knew that the original Buddhism was so subtle and profound, and he sighed, and the kid also had a reluctant request." ”

The interrupted Jueyuan was not annoyed at all, and it was as if he had found a bosom friend and echoed Dongzhang's words, and when he saw that he talked about Buddhism, he gushed about Jueyuan, Dongzhang's head was big, and God could understand that you were talking about Watt, I just complimented it a little, how did it seem to have stabbed a hornet's nest, looking at Jueyuan, who couldn't stop, Dongzhang had to interrupt with a dry smile:

"Master, the kid still wants to borrow and copy the Diamond Sutra, the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and the Ranga Sutra, but I don't know if it's convenient or not."

"It's rare for the donor to have the heart of the Buddha, the Buddha is to purify all sentient beings, why can't this, the little monk will find it for the donor, and the donor will wait for a while."

After speaking, he walked briskly to find a book for Dongzhang, it felt like he saw a good drama in the later life, and he desperately wanted to Amway to his friends, Dongzhang didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and the whole person was a little excited and a little apprehensive looking at the direction of Jueyuan's departure.

As the footsteps of Jueyuan's return got closer and closer, Dongzhang was so excited that his fingers unconsciously pinched the pen tightly, although his face still did not fluctuate too much, but the eyes widened a little unconsciously, the light in his eyes was also much fuller, and his heartbeat seemed to come to his throat.

"These are the scriptures that the donor is looking for, and they are all originals, the donor must be careful, and the little monk will not hinder the donor from copying it."

Watching Jue Yuan walk back to the futon to continue studying the scriptures, Dongzhang didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he took the scriptures handed over by Jueyuan, he only felt that his heartbeat was really about to jump out, and the voice of thanking Jueyuan even had a trill, but Jueyuan only felt that Dongzhang was excited to see the scriptures, and he didn't think much about it.

Indeed, Dongzhang was indeed excited to see the scriptures, but it was not the scriptures that Jueyuan thought, calmed down, Dongzhang first picked up the four volumes of the Lenga Sutra, and glanced at Jueyuan not far away.

Seeing that he was already addicted to the scriptures, Dongzhang casually opened the four volumes of the Ranga Sutra, carefully turned over the first volume of the Ranga Sutra, but did not find it, opened the second volume, and still did not find it.

In the third volume, touching a certain crack, different from other paper thicknesses, more convex, Dongzhang couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, glanced at Jueyuan not far away, and saw that he was still immersed in the joy of the scriptures, Dongzhang quietly touched out the scriptures in the cracks.

Jiuyang Zhenjing, four quaint fonts come into view.

Dongzhang's little heart was unconsciously a little faster, Dongzhang naturally placed the Jiuyang Sutra in many scriptures, and then quickly took out the paper and copied it carefully and carefully, while copying it, he also peeked at Jueyuan from time to time, the mood can be described as extremely apprehensive, and with a little excitement.

The scriptures were not very long, but Dongzhang was stunned to copy them for almost half an hour, and finally carefully checked the original twice, and only after confirming that there were no typos did he re-stuff the scriptures into the cracks of the Ranga Sutra.

The whole person quietly breathed a long sigh of relief, and waited until the ink of the transcription version of the Jiuyang Sutra was all dry, Dongzhang carefully folded it up, and quietly stuffed it into the hair behind his high ponytail, and adjusted the position of the hair from time to time to confirm that the paper would not be exposed, so he continued to transcribe other scriptures slowly.

After meditating for about an hour and a half, Dongzhang finished transcribing the entire Diamond Sutra, Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and Ranga Sutra, and continued to hold the pen to copy, and his fingers were already a little stiff, but it did not prevent Dongzhang from being excited at the moment.

After packing up several scriptures and neatly folding them, his own things were also packed up, and Dongzhang walked to Jueyuan, which was not far away, with neat scriptures, and said respectfully: "Master, the kid has all been copied, this is the original, return it to the master, please check it out." ”

Jueyuan also quickly got up and carefully looked through a few original scriptures, and after confirming that there was no damage or omission, he nodded and said to Dongzhang: "It's okay, it's rare for the donor to have a heart for the Buddha." ”

Dongzhang also folded his hands and nodded: "Boy, I will leave, Buddhism is indeed exquisite, next time I go up the mountain with my uncle, I will inevitably talk to the master again." ”

"Good."