"Li Tao! Come on! Hurry up! ”

On the rugged mountain road, a farm tricycle drove the mountain road, and bursts of black smoke came out of the back of the car.

"Master Purification! This is already the fastest speed, and no matter how fast it is, the car will fall apart! ”

Li Tao steadied the handlebars of the tricycle, the body on the driver's seat kept jumping up and down, and when he encountered a deep pit on the road, he would stand up and drive, for fear that he would accidentally roll into the valley on the side of the road.

"The festival is about to start, and if it's any later, I'm afraid I won't even be able to drink Laba porridge!"

Jingye held the armrest of the car with one hand, steadied his body hard, and the other hand tightly covered the small earthy yellow cloth bag that straddled diagonally, and in the bag was the Vajra Sutra and the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra rewarded by the system, as well as the hand-sewn Baijia robe, whether today's task can be completed or not depends on this dress.

Finally, after a long bump, the silhouette of a building appeared in the distance, looming in the green hills, like a white cloud on the top of the mountain.

"This Baiyun Temple really lives up to its name, it really looks like a white cloud."

Jingye couldn't help but sigh with emotion, when will his Qingshan Temple be like a big temple like Baiyun Temple.

The parking lot of Baiyun Temple was already full of all kinds of vehicles at this time, including some luxury cars, and Li Tao had no choice but to park his agricultural three-wheeler on the mountain road outside.

After getting out of the car, Jingye walked in the direction of the mountain gate, and put the hundred clothes in his hand on his body.

Some of the pilgrims who came late to the neighborhood stopped to watch the young monk in a strange monk's robe.

I saw that the monk in front of me was quite handsome, but this taste was really not flattering. I saw that he was wearing a black tube-shaped garment, with an earthy yellow monk's robe sewn with patches of various colors, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet that he couldn't tell what brand he was.

"It's fine! Finally caught up! ”

Jingye walked quickly to the wooden shelf at the mountain gate, where the prepared laba porridge was placed, and he picked up a bowl and drank it with a clatter.

A little monk standing at the door couldn't help scratching his bald head when he looked at the one in front of him, and recalled it carefully, just now the senior brother specifically told him to pay attention to a person, and the senior brother described his appearance as similar to the one in front of him.

"Amitabha! Is this a pure monk? ”

The little monk asked with some uncertainty.

Jingye wiped his mouth, looked up and saw that it was a monk, so he folded his hands and bowed back and said, "Amitabha!" I am pure karma, this senior brother knows me? ”

After the little monk got the answer, he said wait a minute, and trotted forward to report.

"Senior brother! Abbot! Pure karma is coming, right at the mountain gate! ”

"What? Here it comes? It's good to come, it's good to come! ”

After listening to the little monk's report, his hanging heart finally let go, he prepared a lecture for pure karma today, if he didn't come, there would be no one to replace him for the time being.

"Go and invite him to me!"

After sending the little monk away, he ended his chanting, made a polite exchange to the monks, and then came to his room.

Jingye drank three bowls of laba porridge in succession before putting down the bowl, and Li Tao on the side pretended not to know Jingye since he came to Baiyun Temple, and walked towards the temple alone.

The little monk hurriedly ran out and led Jingye to the empty abbot's room and retreated, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

"Pure karma, I told you a few days ago that I wanted you to give a lecture to the monks at the Laba Festival, how about it? Are you ready? ”

The empty abbot said straight to the point, and there was still a little bit of expectation in his eyes.