Rong Gongzi is going to be vulgar?

Xie Yixiao was taken aback, a little confused: "What did you say?" ”

"Young Master Rong is going to be vulgar! In the current main hall, the abbot master is about to prepare a ceremony for him! Ming's heart was pounding, although she didn't believe it, but this matter was true, and she was about to preside over the ceremony.

"You can't be blinded to me, are you? Early in the morning, can't people eat well? ”

Xie Yixiao felt that people like Rong Gongzi were also dedicated to the Buddha, and the Buddha was firm, in the book, he was really a monk at home, how could he be vulgar?

That's impossible!

No way!

"This matter is true, the temple has spread, and the ceremony will be presided over at this time! The girl doesn't believe it, let's go and see if it's true or not. ”

Although Rong Ci is a cultivator in the Cloud Temple, he is really a disciple of the Cloud Temple.

He worships Master Huiyuan of Yunzhong Temple as his teacher, and abides by the rules and precepts of Yunzhong Temple, at most, he will return home in the future, do not shave his hair and receive ordination, and he does not have to do his homework every day like other monks and go to the main hall to chant scriptures.

If he wants to leave the Yunzhong Temple and return home, it is not to remove his name and finish the work, but to hold a ceremony to return him to the world, and then he will be removed from his name.

Since then, he has only been the ninth prince of the Rongguo Mansion in this world, and he is no longer a disciple of the Buddhist sect whose name is Qingchen in Yunzhong Temple.

Xie Yixiao was a little puzzled, this is something that didn't happen in the book!

Is it because her butterfly is vibrating and vibrating that it has become like this?

Rong Gongzi, who is bent on becoming a monk and cultivating Qing, is going to return to vulgarity?

This, this, this......

She felt a little panicked: "Is this true? ”

"Of course it's true!"

Xie Yixiao was stunned, she lowered her head and took a sip of porridge, she was in a messy mood for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

"Girl, drink quickly, let's go to watch the ceremony when we're done."

"Uh-oh."

She hurriedly finished the porridge, and then rushed to the main hall with the Mirror of Bright Hearts, and when they arrived, several people were standing in front of the main hall to watch the ceremony, and the monks inside were reciting scriptures.

She couldn't understand what she was reading, she just felt that it was mysterious and mysterious, and it seemed to contain incomprehensible Buddhist principles.

At this time, there were several ordained monks wearing yellow monks' robes and red robes standing in the main hall, and many monks were standing on the side, all of whom were reciting scriptures together.

Rong Ci knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha in the main hall, wearing a cyan robe, closed his eyes and folded his hands, and also recited the scriptures.

Duchess Rong Guo stood aside and waited.

Mingxin muttered in a low voice: "I don't know what scripture I read, why haven't I heard it before." ”

Mingxin is a clever person, with a bit of the ability to never forget, these days in the temple listening to the monks chanting, can also hear a little different, this one, she has not heard.

A loving old lady on the side said: "I heard that it is a prayer scripture, and it is read to the disciples who have returned to the world, and I hope that after he goes down the mountain, he will have good thoughts in his heart and will be smooth." ”

"But it's rare to be able to invite so many masters to recite scriptures for them."

Ordinary disciples, find a few witnessing monks, find a side hall to recite a thought, and then do a ceremony, cross out the name, and the matter will be done, that is, this Rong Jiu Gongzi can use the main hall to hold a ceremony to return to the world.

But also, Prince Rong Jiu was born in the Rongguo Mansion, he is still a royal prince, and he still worships Master Huiyuan of Yunzhong Temple as his teacher, so his identity is naturally different.

"Thank you, old lady, for your doubts." Xie Yi smiled and saluted slightly.

The old lady waved her hand, as if her eyes were not very good, and she had to squint when she looked at people, and asked her for a long time, "Where is the girl?" ”

Xie Yi smiled: "Back to the old lady's words, the little girl's surname is Xie." ”

Although she saw that this old lady was kind and kind, she didn't look like a bad person, but she was also scared of the pit, so she naturally wouldn't report which family she was.

The old lady didn't dwell on it, nodded when she heard the words, and then continued to listen to the monks chanting inside.

After a while, after the chanting was completed, a monk chanted and asked the lay disciples to come forward to thank the master.

At this time, the sun outside is bright, and the light is reflected in the hall through the window, and the hall is illuminated brightly, and the golden Buddha statue is high up, smiling and staring at all living beings.

The monk on the side stood aside, his hands folded, and chanting the Buddha's name.

Master Huiyuan sat on a chair, he was wearing a monk's robe, a red robe, and a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and there was a smile on his face.

Rong Ci came to pay homage.

Master Huiyuan said: "If you are leaving today, it can be regarded as a teacher from me, and after you leave here and return home, I hope you still have good thoughts in your heart and live this life well." ”

"Disciple, thank you, Master."

A monk on the side chanted: "Disciple farewell master, worship—"

Rong Ci bowed down.

"Bye-bye."

Rong Ci bowed down again.

"Bye-bye."

The three kowtows are to thank the teacher, and it is also to leave the teacher, and it is also to say goodbye.

The people outside the hall looked at it, and they had the urge to tears, and Mingxin was the most emotional, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears.

Xie Yixiao's gaze fell on Rong Ci's face, seeing that his expression was clear, he was still a little cold and cold, and he didn't seem to be unwilling, but he wasn't happy.

Perhaps it doesn't make any difference to him.

Master Huiyuan nodded with a smile, and someone on the side took out the roster, and crossed out his name in front of everyone.

After the ritual was completed, the monks dispersed.

Duchess Rong Guo stepped forward to talk to Master Huiyuan: "Thank you Master Huiyuan for taking care of him all these years, and when he has free time in the future, let him come back to visit you." ”

Rong Ci practiced with Master Huiyuan when he was very young, and now it has been more than ten years, and Rong Ci also respects this teacher very much.

"No, no." Master Huiyuan turned the Buddha beads in his hand, "Since you have left, don't always come back, I, ah, are also excellent here." ”

Rong Ci glanced at him and wanted to speak, and then saw him clasp his hands together and recite a Buddha name: "Amitabha, may the rest of your life be smooth and smooth after you return." ”

"Go back, go back."

Rong Ci folded his hands: "Follow Master's teachings." ”

Duchess Rong Guo also folded her hands and made a Buddhist salute: "Thank you Master for many years of teaching." ”

"The donor is gracious."

Duchess Rong Guo and Rong Ci said goodbye to Master Huiyuan, and then turned around and walked outside the hall.

Duchess Rong Guo saw Rong Ci's expression was faint, and she was about to say something, when she saw Xie Yixiao and the three of them at the door of the main hall.

Her eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth to greet her: "Miss Xie is also here, is she here to watch the ceremony?" ”