The sun was about to set, and Zhang Shaofei and Lu Huilan went down the mountain with the crowd. I returned to Fengmen Pass, took the bamboo basket mountain herbs, and went straight to Houliang Village.

After returning to the courtyard of Lu Huilan's house, Zhang Shaofei poured out the bamboo basket mountain herbs as he did last time, and divided them into N parts according to the proportion of varieties.

Lu Huilan conspicuously entered the house and took out the Ganoderma lucidum, handed it to Zhang Shaofei, and said, "Brother Fei, how much is this Lingzhi used for medicine?" ”

Zhang Shaofei took the bag of Ganoderma lucidum, fell to the ground, and according to the proportion prescribed by the imperial doctor, he picked a rosewood Ganoderma lucidum, and said to Lu Huilan: "Sister Alan, it's enough." Take it to the kitchen with this herb and wash it with water, first put the Ganoderma lucidum down in the clay pot, boil it over high heat, boil it for about a quarter of an hour, then boil it with a simmer, boil it for another quarter of an hour, put the washed herb into the pot, and boil it for a quarter of an hour with a simmer. ”

According to Zhang Shaofei's request, Lu Huilan began to use washing medicine and washing pots, and Zhang Shaofei gave serious guidance on the side, but he also had another interest......

Zhang Shaofei waited for Lu Huilan and her father to take the medicine, and chatted with Lu Xueru on the bedside for a while. After chatting about a bag of cigarettes, Lu Xueru said that he wanted to get out of bed to make it convenient. Before Zhang Shaofei could go up to help, he had already gotten out of bed and walked out of the room to go to the courtyard to go to the toilet.

Zhang Shaofei and Lu Huilan were overjoyed when they saw each other.

Zhang Shaofei happily walked into the kitchen and said to Lu Huilan, who was cooking: "Sister Alan, your father can go to the toilet by himself!" It seems that this Ganoderma lucidum is really spiritual! ”

When Lu Huilan heard Zhang Shaofei say this, she was a little out of shape with joy, threw away the burning stick in her hand, stood up, hugged Zhang Shaofei tightly in front of her, and said excitedly: "Brother Fei, thank you so much!" ”

Zhang Shaofei was unexpectedly hugged tightly by Lu Huilan, and for a while, the most primitive love of human beings was activated......

He only felt that his blood was boiling, his whole body was like an electric shock, and a wonderful feeling instantly hit his whole body, his eyes looked directly at Lu Huilan, and he kept swallowing his saliva, and his angular and handsome face suddenly turned red like Guan Gong......

At this time, Lu Huilan was stared at by Zhang Shaofei's hot eyes, and she also showed a flattering look. The eyes of autumn water were filled with the fire of love, and the pretty pink face was flushed, like a ripe peach...... In this way, he took the initiative to cater and hug it, and he was unwilling to let go for a long time, and let his beloved dispose of it, and let fate dispose of it! It wasn't until the firewood in the stove burned out of the door of the stove and burned to their feet that they returned to their eyes from the sea of love......

Zhang Shaofei had dinner at Lu Huilan's house, and saw that Lu Huilan's father was in good spirits, so he reluctantly got up and said goodbye.

Early the next morning, Zhang Shaofei came to Lu Huilan's house, helped to boil medicine, did this and that, and was proud of his family.

For a few days, Zhang Shaofei was like this every day.

It seems that Zhang Shaofei has forgotten Zhang Daocheng's words. At this time, Zhang Shaofei had fallen into the sea of love.

……

During this time, Wang Shaoxiang saw that Zhang Shaofei had nothing to do and ran to Lu Huilan's house, leaving early and returning late, radiant, as if he had found a treasure, and sang songs from time to time, and his behavior was a little abnormal......

Wang Shaoxiang thought to herself: Lu Huilan and her father's illness have already recovered, and they have all gone to teach in the school, could it be Fei'er?

Wang Shaoxiang thought of this, pursed her lips and snickered, and muttered meaningfully: Men should get married, women should get married, since ancient times, adult men and women have to go through the necessary stages of life, it seems that the Zhang family has a happy event to do, and they have to save money quickly......

That night, as soon as Wang Shaoxiang saw Zhang Shaofei, he said: "Fei'er, you don't have to go to Alan tomorrow, take this bag of fabric to the county seat to explore the price, if the buyer gets a tael of silver, you can sell it." ”

"A-Niang, why are you going tomorrow? Won't it work in a few days? Zhang Shaofei said a little reluctantly.

"If you are told to go, why are there so many!" Wang Shaoxiang couldn't say anything, and said in a tough tone.

"Okay, good, good, listen to A-Niang, I'll go to the county seat tomorrow to sell cloth, buy fragrant and crispy pancakes and come back for A-Niang to eat." Zhang Shaofei saw that Wang Shaoxiang had a strong attitude, so he hurriedly changed his words and said that he would be relieved.

"You still remember your mother. Go to bed early, and remember to sell cloth tomorrow. After Wang Shaoxiang finished speaking, he went into the room.

Early the next morning, Zhang Shaofei had breakfast, picked up the cloth that Wang Shaoxiang had packed in a cloth bag, and took it to the county seat of Qiu County to sell.

Entering the market selling cloth and garments in the east of the city, Zhang Shaofei saw that a stall owner selling ready-to-wear was kind-hearted, so he stepped forward to inquire about the market from her.

Zhang Shaofei said to her very politely: "Boss, I'm really sorry, I'm from the countryside and want to sell this piece of fabric, I don't know where to sell it?" ”

The proprietress is a kind person, and when she saw that Zhang Shaofei was born with a talent, he was smart and very polite, so she said: "You can sell it here with me." ”

Zhang Shaofei bowed to the proprietress with a grateful gaze and said, "Boss, will that hinder your business?" ”

"No, don't worry, it's here." The proprietress said as she moved a vacant seat on the ready-to-wear countertop.

Zhang Shaofei just took out the piece of fabric from the cloth bag and put it up, the proprietress only felt that her eyes were bright, and she quickly picked up the piece of fabric and admired it carefully, and kept admiring it: "Good cloth, good cloth!" ”

The proprietress couldn't help but admire, attracting many merchants and passers-by to come and watch.

Among them, there was a middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper who happened to pass by, and saw the piece of fabric held by the proprietress from a distance, which attracted many onlookers, and he couldn't help but walk over to this side.

This shopkeeper's surname is Wang, his boss is in the cloth business, and the proprietress of this stall is an old regular customer, as soon as he arrived at the stall, after greeting the proprietress, he saw that this piece was not silk silk, but a fine silk fabric that was better than silk silk, so he didn't ask about 3721, and a bid was three silver coins.

The proprietress looked at the shopkeeper with disgust and said, "The shopkeeper Wang really has a vision, as soon as the people put this out, they were bought by you." ”

The shopkeeper Wang joked: "This is a business, Zhengye is even more fast, but slow!" When the king's shopkeeper had finished speaking, he took the cloth and left.

After Zhang Shaofei thanked the proprietress, he also went to the "Wangji Cake Shop" in the south of the city and bought two tempting pancakes.

The sun, having risen in the middle of the sky, reclined lazily in the air, watching the white clouds like cotton wool drift under his feet.

Zhang Shaofei bought pancakes at the "Wangji Cake Shop" in the south of the city, bought a few catties of rice at the rice shop, and walked home.

When he reached the edge of the village on the south bank of the county seat, suddenly, a gray hare, with a limp leg, escaped from the grass in front of him, and ran desperately up the hillside. Then, a fox with brown fur moved its hooves and tailed in pursuit.

Seeing that the injured hare could not escape the catastrophe, a sense of compassion arose spontaneously in Zhang Shaofei's heart. He held a bamboo pole for picking firewood and chased it up the hillside. When I went up to the top of the hill, I saw that the hare had been bitten by the fox on its tail and let out a terrible cry of struggle.

Zhang Shaofei rushed forward with an arrow step, shouted, picked up a branch on the side of the slope, and slammed it on the fox's side.

The fox was so frightened that he let go of his mouth and ran into the bushes on his left.

The hare looked back at the savior, and then, dragging his wounded body, he jumped and fled into the grass two feet high.

Zhang Shaofei went up to the top of the slope, and the mountain wind blew, like the sound of a book. He looked far away, and saw the trees on the hill and the birds singing. In the midst of a sea of forests, a blue-gray tiled roof was exposed.

"Where is this?" Curiosity drove Zhang Shaofei along the trail and up the mountain.

As soon as Zhang Shaofei went up like this, it completely changed his life.

Walking through the grove, a monastery stands out: the blue-gray walls have been mottled by wind and rain, and the foot of the wall is covered with a layer of dark green moss.

This temple is called "Zen Hui Temple", in recent years, the army is in chaos, the incense is not prosperous, the temple is in disrepair for a long time, and some places have become the ruins of the wall.

Following the sound of reading aloud, Zhang Shaofei came to Zenhui Temple.

He saw a middle-aged monk standing on the pulpit from outside the broken wall, holding a sutra book and reciting it.

He is the abbot of Zen Hui Temple, and his name is Hui Ming Zen Master. He was not tall, but he was stocky, with a beard about three inches long on his chin, and he wore a gray-colored monk's robe.

In front of Zen Master Huiming, more than twenty monks were sitting on a shabby futon.

Zhang Shaofei felt strange. He stood outside the broken wall and listened carefully.

After leading his disciples to recite a Buddhist scripture, Zen Master Huiming turned to the monks and explained the Dharma: "Buddhism is divided into Hinayana Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism. Hinayana is to live by oneself, not to care about the suffering of the world and sentient beings, but to seek to be alone. Mahayana, on the other hand, is for the benefit of all sentient beings, and what it seeks is to help the world. Mahayana Buddhism was retrieved by Tang Sanzang when he traveled west to Tianzhu that year......"

After explaining a paragraph, Zen Master Huiming picked up the scriptures and asked his disciples to recite the scriptures with him.

Zen Master Huiming read to the scriptures: "That's what I heard." For a while, the Buddha was defending the country, and only the tree was given to the garden of solitude, and the great bhikshus..."

Zen Master Huiming reads a paragraph, and the disciples follow along.

……

Zhang Shaofei became intrigued by these scriptures, and as he walked to Taizhen Village, he recalled the scriptures that Zen Master Huiming had taught his disciples to memorize.

After returning home, Zhang Shaofei happily told Wang Shaoxiang about the process of selling cloth, took out the three silver and pancakes and handed them to Wang Shaoxiang.

At night, after Zhang Shaofei took a bath, he lay on the bed, recalled the scriptures he heard in Zenhui Temple during the day, and read them alone, and the more he read it, the louder it became.

Wang Shaoxiang finished the chores at home and sat in the next room doing needlework.

At night in the mountain village, except for the occasional frog drum, it seems particularly quiet.

Suddenly, Wang Shaoxiang heard a murmuring sound, intermittently.

"What's that sound?" Wang Shaoxiang listened carefully to identify.

“…… The Buddha said: Su Bodhi, he is not sentient beings, not non-sentient beings. Why ......?"

Wang Shaoxiang finally heard that this was the sound of chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha, and it came from Zhang Shaofei's room next door.