Li Chong said hello with a smile when she saw Qiu Li, Qiu Li was also busy here, and when they finished breakfast, the finishing work was handed over to the two little monks, and she pulled Zhao Di back to the lecture hall together.

The food for these two days was done by Qiu Li herself, and the monks she met along the way with Zhaodi all showed their favorability on their heads.

Before, Qiuli's "food halo" progress was stuck at 88%, but then it loosened a little, and now I look at it, it has reached 95%.

I don't know what performance this professional skill will perform after upgrading, Akiri said that she is looking forward to it.

Li Chong took 36 lay people to walk clockwise in the lecture hall again, it was considered to be eating after eating, everyone recited the scriptures in their mouths, and Qiu Li followed, although they couldn't read it, but this tone sounded comfortable all around.

Li Chong knows how to combine work and rest, and let everyone rest for ten minutes, Qiu Li saw how many futons there were, and pulled Zhao Di to sit in the last row together.

After a while, Li Chong gently knocked a copper object with a small hammer, and the chime sounded. One by one, the lay people who walked around the hall sat down on the futon.

Today is the first day of Zen 7, and it talks about the sadhana of Zen Buddhism, and the final step of a whole set of sadhana is to meditate and meditate.

Qiu Li followed the example of Zhao Di and crossed her legs. In less than ten minutes, she was already sore, and she couldn't hold on, she opened her eyes and looked at the others in front of her, several of whom had already taken their legs away, rubbing and grinning.

Qiu Li suddenly felt that she could save it again, and after rubbing her legs, she tried to continue to coil, and Zhao Di sitting next to her did not move at all, as if she had fallen into silence.

She looked at Chen Liang again, he was sitting near the pillars of the auditorium, his feet were bent, his back was resting on the stone pillars, his eyes were closed, and he was already asleep.

The wind outside the door was strong, and the few verses posted in the auditorium rattled.

Akiri looked at the time, and there was probably no going to talk about the scriptures today.

When it was time for recess, Akiri saw several lay people walking up to Lichong to ask about the obstacles they had encountered while meditating.

After a while, a large circle of people surrounded Li Chong.

Qiu Li looked at the past one by one and empathized, if she was a player, today was already the second day, and she had to move to complete the task, so the person who actively asked questions could also be a player.

But she listened for a long time, and these people asked about Buddhism-related things.

She looked around, could it be that Chen Liang was the only player among these people?

Just thinking about Chen Liang, he suddenly opened his eyes, and after falling asleep, his demeanor was obviously relaxed, and he looked at Master Lichong, who was answering questions on the stage, and suddenly squeezed through the crowd.

Taking advantage of the gap in questioning, he asked: "Excuse me, why did the abbot suddenly pass away, I remember that he was less than 70 years old." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was silence around her, Qiu Li sat in the last row, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Zhao Di also had the same expression as the other believers, all staring at Chen Liang.

As if Chen Liang's question was out of line, Chen Liang felt wrong, took a step back, and stepped on the upper of an old man's shoes, the old man didn't seem to feel pain, and still looked at him blankly.

Chen Liang hurriedly explained, "I feel sorry for the abbot, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" He folded his hands and recited a Buddha name.

The atmosphere that had frozen around them suddenly relaxed.

As soon as the chime sounded, everyone gathered at the podium returned to their seats, and the next round of rituals was about to start again, and Qiu Li felt a chill in her heart and sneaked out the back door.

In front of the lecture hall is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, downstairs is the Suiyuan Pavilion, selling some auspicious pendants and peace charms that the temple has opened the light.

The two masters inside already knew her, and Qiu Li pointed upstairs, "I'll go to the Scripture Pavilion to read a book for a while." ”

"Go ahead."

Their attitude is very kind, Qiu Li looked at the favorability of 21% above their heads, this meal was not made in vain, and the favorability rose quite quickly.

Going up the wooden staircase, the pavilion was empty, the layout was exactly the same as the last time I had seen, unchanged, and the door near the innermost side was still closed.

She took the scriptures she hadn't finished reading last time and was about to walk back to the desk by the window when she suddenly turned her head to look at the door in the back hall of the closed scripture pavilion.

If it weren't for the dazzle, she would have just seemed to see a crack open in the door.

Looking at it again, the door was clearly tightly sealed, and I was probably too tired and dazzled last night.

She put down the book and sat down in her chair, when suddenly she turned to look at the door again.

There was a faint urge in my heart to go in and have a look.

She fidgeted a little, and finally stood up with a "soaring" sound.

Walking to the door, she twisted the doorknob with her hand, and the door creaked open easily.

She touched the back of her head, knowing that there was no lock, and she would have been able to go in and have a look last time.

She took a look inside, the space inside was unexpectedly large, the bookshelves inside were lined up one after another, arranged neatly, two flat and long windows opened on the opposite wall, and there was a revolving wooden ladder at the end, which was a duplex structure, and the smell of old books came to her face.

She woke up and walked in, a little thief-minded, and quickly closed the door.

Most of the books here are Buddhist scriptures, placed in different categories, and the bookshelves are labeled with the names and types of books, and she touched the top of the books with her hand, there is no ash, and it seems that they are often cleaned.

She spun around and looked at the revolving wooden ladder by the window, and she looked up, the floor above was about half the size of this room, and the light was dim.

About those books are more precious, after all, the ultraviolet rays in the light can damage the paper of the book, she looked left and right, and came here, it is better to go and see.

The "creaking" sound of stepping on the wooden ladder should have been some years old, the handrails were smooth and moist, but the color had fallen into decay.

Upstairs, only half of the wall had books.

She saw the books she was interested in, and in the top place was the book "The Past and Present of Red Sea City".

Dragging the wooden footstool next to her, she stood up and reached out to take down the book, and the book next to her fell and fell to the ground with a "click", stirring up a layer of floating ash.

Isn't the second floor cleaned? Qiu Li covered her nose and waited for the choking dust to return to the ground, then she carefully walked down and picked up the book on the ground.

It is a cortical book with no title.

She turned the first page, blank, the second page...... All the way to the last page is blank.

Even the annotation text that usually appears when she touches the item by herself, Akiri feels strange.

Is this just a blank notebook with no attributes?

She walked back to the stool and put it back in its place.

As soon as it was plugged in, it fell to the ground again.

Qiu Li looked at this leather book condescendingly, her mind moved, and she asked softly, "Do you have self-awareness?" ”

As soon as the words came out, I felt that I had a problem with my brain, so I talked to a book like this.

After a few seconds, the book suddenly went windless, seemed to answer her question, and turned a page.

Qiu Li suddenly felt creepy, she trembled and got off the stool, and asked from a distance of one meter, "Do you want to come with me?" ”

The book turned a page again.

Qiu Li bit her teeth, bent down to pick it up, quickly stuffed it into the "carry-on food box", and walked downstairs with the copy of "The Past and Present Life of Red Sea City" in her hand.