Volume 3 The Mallet in His Hand Chapter 253 Disciples
When the three words "a thousand times" fell, Yuan Hao's mouth opened slightly, and the whole person was stunned in place, the whole Guanyin Heart Sutra has a total of two hundred and six crosses, although it is not long, but it is not short, and it is copied a thousand times, and the number of words is even more considerable.
Yuan Hao suddenly got bored, he didn't like to memorize the ancient scriptures on Yinghai Island, especially when he copied the ancestors, hundreds of words and thousands of words at every turn, and the books were scrolling all over the sky, as if they were endless, and at the moment he only felt that if the two masters of Yuanru and Yuanrong had to copy the scriptures a thousand times, it would be better to simply ask the two of them to expel themselves from the sect.
Master Yuanrong noticed that his cheeks twitched frequently, and his demeanor was different, and as soon as his thoughts turned, he immediately understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Hao'er, we don't want you to memorize the Book of Death, but because you don't know anything about Buddhism, so you have to carefully understand every word and word in the Guanyin Heart Sutra, so that we can start to pass on your Emei sect martial arts." 」
When Yuan Hao heard that he was carrying it for the purpose of learning martial arts, his face improved slightly, and he asked, "Master...... Master, the disciple doesn't understand. He wanted to say "Master", but when he thought that he didn't worship Master Yuanrong as a teacher, he called her the old man "Master" in public, which was a last resort, if he didn't show that he had a close relationship with the two masters, it would be difficult to force Huo Yin, Huo Zhe and others to mess up and return Xiao Liuli's innocence.
Master Yuanrong smiled kindly and said, "Hao'er, at that time in front of the Nine Old Caves, I once said that fate is so wonderful, just like there is a fixed number in the underworld, you and I have passed the fate, I can't accept you as an apprentice. 」
Yuan Hao said, "Yes, yes. The disciple dared to ask, how should the disciple be called the teacher in the future...... Shi Tai Cai?"
Yuanrong Shitai said: "If you want to call Master, you can call Shitai if you want to, in fact, it's just as you like. Originally, all the disciples in this sect should call their junior sister Master, and this rule still has to be done according to the methods of each sect. You, of course, are no exception. 」
Yuan Hao was puzzled when he heard this, and said suspiciously, "Master...... Mrs. Shi, the disciple is blunt, I don't understand what you mean by the old man. 」
Master Yuanrong said with a smile: "Since ancient times, it has emphasized respect for teachers, especially the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, who are more interested in this, one day as a teacher, and a father for life, the word master is the weight of the rites that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and the original intention is to hope that the disciples will serve the elders wholeheartedly, and be generous with courtesy, although I will not accept you as an apprentice, but you will always have the idea of courtesy in your heart, but you have already called me a master in public, and it is still not appropriate to change your words." 」
Mrs. Yuanru also smiled beside her, and said, "Senior sister, if you say this, Hao'er can't worship you as a teacher, then he has been wronged. 」
Master Yuanrong shook her head and said, "Amitabha, what did my sister say this, you have been very good at taking care of others since you were a child, and with you, the head of the family, I can also hand it over to you with peace of mind." 」
Master Yuan Ru smiled bitterly and said, "Senior sister, you have loved to talk nonsense since you were a child, and I am not sure about this matter at all. 」
When Yuan Hao heard this, he pondered, "What do you mean by this, two masters? Master Yuanrong wants to hand me over to Master Yuanru? Mo Fei, Mo Fei...... his heart pounded wildly, faintly, an extremely bold thought seemed to flash in his mind, and he didn't think about it for a long time, and he felt too whimsical to think about it further.
I saw Master Yuanrong's eyes turn and say to Yuan Hao, "Hao'er, from now on, my junior sister will be your real master, and I will only be a master in the literal sense. 」
Mrs. Yuanru then smiled and said, "Senior sister, if you say this, others will think that Hao'er has two masters. On the surface, I am still Hao'er's head uncle, my sister is still my master, and in private I am Hao'er's master. 」
Master Yuanrong smiled and said, "Amitabha, wonderful, wonderful!"
Seeing that the two masters laughed in unison, Yuan Hao and Xiao Liuli were dumbfounded, especially Yuan Hao himself, he never expected that he would have the day when he would worship the head of the Emei faction as his teacher. He was happy in his heart, it was really beautiful, but somewhere in his heart, there was a great worry, the practice methods of the Yinghai Islanders and the Central Plains warriors were completely different, and if the two masters were too aware of their identities, it was hard to guarantee that they would not cause the two of them to be angry.
At this moment, Master Yuanrong smiled and said, "Hao'er, what are you waiting for?
Yuan Hao came back to his senses when he heard the sound, looked up, and saw three pairs of eyes looking over from three directions, knowing the current situation, he could no longer tolerate his refusal, and thought: "I might as well take one step at a time, if it is really bad, I will abscond with the surname Du overnight." At that moment, he puffed and knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in a row.
Master Yuanru was too busy to help Yuan Hao up, and said with a smile: "Okay, Hao'er, since you have worshiped me as a teacher, I will honestly tell you that I am usually busy with affairs in the sect as a teacher, so none of the apprentices I have received so far are personal disciples, but for the sake of you helping others one after another, this matter is the grace of Senior Sister, and accepting you as an apprentice today may also be a big fate." The teacher decided to accept you as a personal disciple, and I hope that you will work hard to practice in the future and help Li'er promote my Emei sect. 」
Yuan Hao's eyes widened slightly, and he was even more surprised in his heart, secretly thinking, "Oops, terrible, how did I, how did I become someone's personal disciple?" At the moment, he pretended to be overjoyed, and said yes again and again, and thanked Mrs. Yuanrong, and then followed Xiao Liuli out of the nunnery and slowly walked back to the courtyard.
When Xiao Liuli was leaving, she smiled coquettishly and said, "Great, little junior brother, from now on, you have to work hard. Tomorrow morning, I will personally go and stare at your vest sutra, but you are not allowed to be lazy and sloppy. 」
Yuan Hao smiled reluctantly, said goodbye to Xiao Liuli, went back to the room and closed the door, the whole person shrank to the back socket, rolled and knocked, and scolded in a low voice: "Grandpa Turtle's! Yuan Hao, Yuan Hao, your ancestors are eighteen generations, all of them deserve to have no fart and no eyes, you, you, you, look at what good things you have done? It's all this stinky mouth, isn't it? You have nothing to mention what you are doing? Names and titles are like virtual things on the island, you just have to be cheeky and pretend to be stupid to the end, and the other party is not easy to ask. Now you have become a personal disciple of others, a dignified islander, the enemy of all peoples, you ...... You say, what if people notice it?"
He thought carefully about how he would be treated if he was found out, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt remorse and self-blame, and he was so angry that he wanted to cry without tears.
Suddenly, Yuan Hao heard someone whispering in his ears, "You...... You say slow down, I don't understand the nonsense?" He only felt that the voice seemed familiar, and when he looked back, his eyes were dyed with great joy, and he exclaimed, "The surname is Du!"
When lying at the head of the bed, everyone who woke up and stared at it was the first.