Dong Xiaowan walked in front with a few children talking and laughing, Zuo Tuming and Dugu and the right walked in the back lonely.

It's good to meet inn boarding along the way, Zuo Tuming and Dugu Right are proud of their superior skills, and Biluo Lake and Dragon Slayer will be backed by, not afraid of Dong Xiaowan's slippery head. Often, after a full meal, they go to bed and go to bed and then rush the next day. If you sleep in the mountains, the night is long, there is no door and wall, the two big men on the left and Dugu on the right, when you open your eyes, you will see the woman's body rhyme, and you will know that the fragrance is coming when you inhale.

Dong Xiaowan and there are as many as nine of them, and no matter how strong the martial arts of Zuo Tuming and Dugu and Right are, there are only two of them, and there is a dispute at night, Dong Xiaowan and others can win with more people, and win in a secret weapon that is impossible to guard. Therefore, it is okay for Zuo Tuming and Dugu to have evil thoughts in their hearts, as long as they do not put the evil thoughts into practice, the two sides can be at peace.

Because Shi Qinghua was not lightly injured by Zhao Chujiong, and it was the scorching heat of midsummer, Dong Xiaowan was by no means a ruthless person, so she slowed down the pace of going south intentionally or unintentionally. Although Zuo Tuming and Dugu and Right have a lot of urging, everything needs to be treated appropriately, and no matter how much words there are, it will not help. The journey stopped, ate and lived all the way, and turned around for several days before passing Weishui and entering the boundary of Chang'an.

The young people enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way, delayed a lot of footsteps, and when the sun was waning, they were dozens of miles away from the town where they could stay in front of them. Not to mention hunger, suddenly it began to rain heavily, and clothes, baggage, and horses were all drenched. In order to shelter from the rain, to dry the wet clothes, and to spend the night, they reluctantly walked to a dilapidated temple and begged the temple host to have a kind heart to take them in.

The temple is located in the dense forest and bamboo, reflecting two or three lights in the pouring rain, which is quiet and even more sparse.

In order to seek sustenance for his body and mind, Shi Qinghua, accompanied by A Zhu, walked out of the crowd, walked to the gate of the temple, and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time, I saw the door open slightly, and a little novice poked his head out and asked in a low voice, "Donor, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Shi Qinghua said politely: "I've seen the little master." Xiaosheng and his party delayed the trip, missed the stay, and it was raining again, so they came to borrow the Guibao Temple to avoid the rain, hoping to take in one night and make it convenient. ”

Seeing that it was a man and a woman, and looking at the friendliness, the little novice replied: "Wait a while, can the benefactor open the door of convenience, and let the little monk ask the abbot of my house before making a decision." He turned around and walked towards the temple.

Shi Qinghua saw that the little monk's words flickered, and he was worried that he would be turned away, so he wanted to seize the door and follow the little novice to meet the abbot of the temple. But thinking that Buddhism is a pure place, pay attention to fate, and not use force, I immediately dispelled the idea and waited calmly outside the door.

After a long time, the little novice came with a lantern and said with an embarrassed expression: "The abbot said that the small temple is poor and shabby, and it is really inconvenient to stay with distinguished guests, so please ask the benefactor to seek another place to stay." ”

If you can find another place at this time, why take your female dependents to the temple to stay!

Shi Qinghua was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his appearance, and said in a good voice: "Little master, can I go with you to meet the abbot of your family in person?" He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much." ”

Seeing that Shi Qinghua was respectful and polite, not like a bad person, Xiao Shami reluctantly replied: "The donor has such intentions, then go with me." ”

Shi Qinghua bowed his hand and said, "Thank you!" Leaving Azhu behind, he followed the little novice and walked towards the temple.

The two entered the temple and walked into the main hall of the temple, but saw a white-bearded old monk standing in front of the big Buddha knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the scriptures.

Shi Qinghua followed Xiao Shami forward and met with the abbot to explain his intentions.

The old monk stopped the evening class in his hand and said with a bitter face: "Donor, the small temple is poor and shabby, and it is really inconvenient to stay with distinguished guests, so please ask the donor to find another place to stay." He turned around and then beat the wooden fish, reciting the scriptures, as if he had attained the Tao without distractions.

Shi Qinghua thought of the eight female streamers outside the temple gate, so he wanted to find convenience and spend the night. So he politely said: "Master, it is really dark and the road is difficult to walk, and it is raining heavily, not the master who dares to bother and forcibly open this convenient door." ”

The old monk didn't seem to hear it, the wooden fish knocked louder, and the scriptures were read louder.

Shi Qinghua was angry now, and said loudly: "You, a master, as the abbot of the temple, how can you run like this. As a result, there was only a little monk left in the monastery, and he ignored the donors who came to seek good karma. Could it be that this pure place of Buddhism should be like this? ”

The old monk turned around and replied: "It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice." If it rains, I will not stay, please leave the donor by himself. ”

The implication is that wars in the frontier are frequent, and good men and women have avoided disasters, so how can they have the heart to come to the temple to give incense money. Without income, where does the incense money come from to buy noodles, without noodles, no matter how capable my daughter-in-law is, she can't make soup cakes, and there is no need to leave guests to share my embarrassment.

What Shi Qinghua wants is to shelter from the rain, survive tonight, and whether he has food or not is secondary. He replied: "It is easy for a clumsy man to understand the tiredness of Arida." On a rainy day, stay on a guest day, stay on me? Stay. Please ask the abbot to open the door of convenience. ”

The meaning is obvious, if you have everything, even a stupid daughter-in-law can make soup cakes, and you still need to sit back and enjoy it, do you want to be this abbot! As an abbot, you should follow the example of the clumsy man and work hard to cultivate your own one-third of an acre of land, and as for the rest, just conform to the purpose of Buddhism and the heart for goodness.

The old monk was speechless, his face was repentant, and he was about to quietly retreat to the meditation room to meditate, when the little novice on the side quietly asked, "Master, do you want this donor to stay?" ”

Shi Qinghua said quickly: "The master participates in meditation and cultivates Buddhism, and he is dedicated to goodness, and he is willing to let the donors who come to seek good karma stay." ”

The old monk has been a monk for decades, and he has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child, and finally became the abbot of a temple, how can he tamper with his original intention at will, so as to block the convenient door that the Buddha opened to the world. Seeing that the two thoughts of good and evil flickered between the eyes of the little novice, Shi Qinghua was willing to give up without asking for a convenient door, in order to set a good example for the doorman, and also to carry forward the purpose of good Buddhism, he folded his hands and recited heartily: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful and willing to open the door of convenience." He turned around and continued to worship the Buddha.

Seeing this, Shi Qinghua folded his hands and bowed to the Buddha statue in front of him: "Thank you for my Buddha's mercy and thank the abbot for his kind thoughts." ”

Xiao Shami put down the evening class in his hand, bowed slightly to Shi Qinghua, and said, "Donor, please come with me." ”

Shi Qinghua returned the favor and said, "Thank you, little master." After him, he walked out of the main hall and came to a small courtyard next to him.

The little novice lit the oil lamps in several rooms one by one with a lantern, and said, "Donor, you and your group, let's stay here for one night tonight." If you need anything, just call me, don't be polite. ”

Shi Qinghua saluted warmly and said, "Thank you, little master." ”

As the little novice came out of the courtyard, he said goodbye to the little novice, came to the gate of the temple, saw everyone, and said happily: "The abbot of the temple has opened the door of convenience, and he is willing to take me in for a night, please come with me." ”

Everyone followed Shi Qinghua into the temple, lived in a small courtyard, changed into wet clothes, and waited for someone to bring food.

Unexpectedly, after a long time, the clothes were almost warmed and dried, but no one brought food. Zuo Tuming and Dugu Right were so hungry that they yelled outside the courtyard gate: "The monks in the temple have all died there, I don't know if I didn't have dinner, uncle!" I haven't seen anything to eat for so long, do you want to starve your uncle and me? ”

After a while, the little novice appeared in the courtyard.

Zuo Tuming jumped over, grabbed the little novice by the collar, and roared angrily: "Since the abbot of your family is willing to take me in and wait for the night, why don't you know if he asked you to bring some food, is it because he didn't treat us as a guest at all, or if those things made you eat halfway, a hungry ghost?" ”

Dong Xiaowan, Cui Yingying, Shi Qinghua and others stood at the door, wanting to step forward and teach Zuo Tuming a lesson, but they were afraid that they would not have enough ability and would suffer evil retribution if they did not succeed in doing good, so they had to stop the idea of doing chivalry and righteousness in their hearts.

The little novice said as he broke free: "Buddhism is pure, don't talk nonsense. ”

Dugu You saw that Xiao Shami didn't seem to know martial arts, and it was not a good thing to bully, so he said on the side: "Lao Zuo, bullying a little monk is not a skill, if you have the heart, come with me to find the old monk to reason." ”

"It makes sense." Zuo Tuming snatched the lantern from Xiao Shami's hand, pushed Xiao Shami with his hand, and strode towards the outside of the courtyard.

The little monk staggered back a few times, barely stood firm, followed the footsteps of Zuo Tuming and Dugu You, and walked towards the main hall.

When the three of them came to the main hall, the old monk was already waiting at the gate, and by the light from the hall, the Buddha's light flickered.

The little novice walked up quickly and said to the abbot, "Master, these two donors want something to eat. ”

The old monk replied, "It's halfway through the night, and it's raining, go there and get food." ”

Zuo Tuming stepped forward, glanced at the old monk, and said coldly: "Old bald donkey, it is a matter of the sky when it rains, and it is a matter of people whether they eat or not. ”

The old monk said, "Amitabha! Dare to ask what the donor is saying? ”

Zuo Tuming replied with a smile: "Seek the way and fight the sword, and the end of the world is lonely." ”

The old monk sneered: "If it is profitable, it will come, and if it is not profitable, it will go; People go to tea and cool, life and death, fame and fortune. What an Octagon Ranger! Amitabha! ”

Dugu You sneered: "Look at your old eyes, you actually know the word ranger, you haven't lived in vain." Then he said, "Now that you know that my brother is coming, why don't you hurry up and get some food, and treat me to wait, so you can continue to meditate and practice Buddhism with peace of mind and seek positive results in this life." ”

The old monk said slowly: "Amitabha! As the saying goes, ploughing the field diligently, there is no more and less; Study hard, not expensive and virtuous. Why should the donor wander around, bully the weak, and do not do his job, in the end, his life will be empty, and he will have no karmic results, and he will come to this world in vain. ”

Zuo Tuming stepped forward and shouted, "Old bald donkey, what did you say?" ”

The old monk replied clearly: "Donor, the color is not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the empty is the color." Why should we give up our proper business as a human being and go astray into the wrong way, which will not benefit others or ourselves? Turning to put his hands together, he recited aloud: "Amitabha, good, good!" The Dharma is boundless, allowing people to repent, and all negative karma is eliminated. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Thou don't hear it? ”