This group of believers with obvious good identities entered the mountain and entered the temple is already upright, just a cursory tour, and they hurried to noon, and it was also lunchtime.

The nuns of Fuling Temple pay attention to not eating at noon, and the morning class is the morning class during the morning meal, and the lunch class is lunchtime, if you miss the lunch, then the evening class is very difficult.

The elder steward who was in charge of the affairs of the kitchen was waiting outside the abbot's meditation room at the moment, and he couldn't make up his mind, and finally felt that he couldn't delay it any longer, so he had to enter the meditation room hard.

Zen Master Miaohai, the abbot of Fuling, is not very old, about forty years old, with a thin face, fair complexion, and subtle wrinkles on the corners of his forehead, eyes and mouth. At this time, when I saw my sister who was from the same generation and different teachers, she said with a charitable face: "Senior Sister Miaojue, but the fasting is ready, can you use fasting?"

Elder Miaoxuan's face was embarrassed, and after some thought, he whispered: "The fasting food in the temple will be properly arranged, and it will be available for food at noon." It's just that there are many pilgrims inside and outside the temple now, and the back kitchen of Fuling Temple is small, so I am afraid that I will not be able to get a meal, which makes people laugh. ”

The abbot Miao Hai was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "It's my negligence and forgetfulness, Senior Sister Miao Jue don't blame! Senior Sister doesn't have to worry about fasting, those nobles have already come to visit, and they want to borrow the stove at the foot of our mountain to make a fire, we just need to provide a place, and there is no need to worry about anything else." ”

Elder Miao Jue breathed a sigh of relief, ashamed of the unsteady Zen mind, and recited a scripture with his palms together. Sumeru opened her eyes, her ashamed expression did not decrease, but increased, and said: "Let the pilgrims cook their own cooking, Miao Jue can't bear it." These pilgrims must be nobles in the city, but when they enter the temple today, they want to eat the smoked rice, although they know reason, but how can I go to the temple with pleasure. Is it possible to exchange the steamed rice noodles in the temple with them, the nuns in our temple are cultivators, and they are not afraid to eat smoky and bitter dry rice. ”

Miao Hai couldn't help but wonder, this senior sister grew up in a temple in the mountains since she was a child, and she didn't know the poverty and luxury of the powerful people in the outside world. is an ordinary businessman, and he also pays attention to a person who does not get tired of eating, and no matter how simple the cooking is, can it be compared to the clear soup and low water in the back kitchen of the temple?

Just as he was thinking about how to explain to this simple senior sister tactfully, he saw two young nuns of twenty-eight years old holding wooden trays inside, and first bowed to the abbot and elder, and the two took turns to say: "Enlighten the abbot, there are believers giving gifts outside the green wall......

"They didn't cross the blue wall and moon gate, put down their things and left, and said that they must accept it, otherwise they will not be able to explain to the master, so we should not embarrass ......them."

"Uh-huh, that's what it means. They said that it was inconvenient to disturb the monks and masters, and they would not stay overnight in the temple, so that we could relax. He also said that if there is any presumptuousness, let us not be polite and say it directly, after all, this is the realm of Fuling Temple, and we are the masters......"

"They gave away tea cakes, plain cloth brocade and pill plasters, not much, but the number was amazing......

"There are also rice noodles, oil and salt, I think sesame oil and fresh fruits are indispensable in the main hall, and there is also a lot of money in the merit box. Ah!!Amitabha! It is a lot of merit, Yike has broken the vows, please ask the abbot to punish him. ”

Abbot Miaohai waved his hand, his face was still kind and kind, and his slightly narrowed eyes cast a bright gaze, signaling the junior who was two generations younger than himself to continue.

The young nun with the legal name Yike said boldly: "Uncle Deacon picked out some items and sent them to me and Yixuan. However, the sisters and uncles did not take the gifts without authorization, and it was still up to the abbot to decide. ”

Yi Xuan walked in front of Miao Hai with a wooden pallet, and said with a big grin: "That's it!"

Abbot Miaohai looked at the contents of the Yixuan tray, which were all kinds of pastries and sugar biscuits, and a little farther away, Yike, who looked timid and pitiful, also held a tray in his hand, which contained pills, plasters, and bottles and jars containing potions and pills.

The other three followed the abbot's gaze and also shifted to the medicine jars, one of which was engraved with extremely small characters, so small that the abbot Miaohai, who was a little farther away, could only see one eight characters clearly. But because the style of that jar is very familiar

, the last four words she doesn't need to see clearly to know. This is the pill that costs the most in their Fuling Temple.

Although the four nuns in the meditation room are not small in age, their faces can't help but flush, with shame, embarrassment and annoyance. That is a taste of "Eight Treasures and Mother Pills", and the main effect can be summarized in four words: regulating menstruation and nourishing blood

Yi Ke felt that Elder Miao Jue, who was not very good-tempered, must have misunderstood the donor's intentions, and hurriedly explained: "This flavor pill was added to the almsgiving objects by the accompanying lady to the maidservant, although the number is the largest, but it is deliberately mixed into other bottles and jars, and the words on the jars are also light and small, so it can be seen that it is very attentive. In order to prevent the man who knows a little about medicine from seeing it at a glance and embarrassing the nuns we approached. By the way, these words were said by Uncle Chang Zhen. ”

Abbot Miaohai approvingly: "It's still Chang Zhen who is smart and discerning, otherwise we will misinterpret the good intentions, although we will not go to Xingshi to ask for the guilt, but we can't help but have a pimple in our hearts." ”

Elder Miao Jue clasped his palms together and said apologetically, "I was reckless, and I am willing to accept the punishment of hatred." ”

Abbot Miaohai smiled: "Just punish it." I also guessed the wrong intention over there, I didn't expect that the lady was so kind and thoughtful, it is better to ask Chang Zhen to set up a few long name incense cards for the lady's family, and slightly report the lady's virtue of worshiping Buddha and worshipping Ni. ”

The people nodded their heads and asked them to burn incense and chant sutras for the kind-hearted lady, which was a hundred and a thousand willingness.

Miaohai suddenly opened all her eyes, only to see that her eyes were bright and sparkling, very clear and innocent, a woman of this age has this purity, it is really rare, and it is not an ignorant girl, her clarity reflects the peace of mind and openness, which does not prevent her from increasing wisdom and Buddhism.

Then she made a very inconsistent gesture, sniffed carefully at the pastries, looked like a pretty girl, and asked jokingly, "Don't you taste it?"

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Feng Ji and Chu Xiaoting, Xiao Xingyu rested in a gazebo, in the morning meal, the maids served exquisite delicacies like flowing water, because the lady went out to explain, so the food that entered the Fuling Temple was all vegetarian. And the soldiers who served as guards this time did not pay attention to it, after all, this group of men ate in the barracks and ate poorly, and marching in armor consumed the most energy, so they should always be given good food and drink.

Originally, Hou Ye wanted to leave the city lord Zhuo Mingzhe to share a table of food, but this god of wealth in the world was naughty as a child, regardless of the reason for his inaction, and politely refused Hou Ye's kindness.

Xiao Xingyu scurried around like a monkey all morning, and even Jing Shijiu, who had always been known for his physical strength, had to admire the little doll's excitement. The physical strength consumed turned into appetite, and Xiao Xingyu ate it like a wolf, and the wind swept away. Chu Xiaoting laughed and ate, wiped the corners of his mouth while helping him wipe the corners of his mouth, scooping soup for him, and brushing away the sideburns he ate into his mouth, and he had to pay attention to his improper sitting posture, fell and fell, and ate a meal very "full".

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The mountain behind Fubo Mountain

The highest point of Fuling Temple is the lotus top where the seven-story lotus relics stupa is located, and after the lotus top is a steep cliff, which is not high, two or three zhang, enough to make ordinary tourists stop. Behind the mountain is a reckless wild forest, where tigers, leopards and poisonous snakes are infested from time to time, and there is no road leading to the heights.

It's just that in this barren wilderness where no one should have been gone, there was a woman's voice. The trees on the mountainside are all towering, two nuns about thirty years old are sitting on green bamboo chairs in the shade of the green and chatting, and the other little nun is very young, neither willing to sit on the ground, nor dare to sit on the bamboo chair with the uncles, so can only stand. Next to the three of them is a few reclaimed medicine fields, the scale seems to be small, but in fact, such large but acres of medicine ridges are scattered and scattered, and the number is not a lot. However, the medicine ridges are deliberately reclaimed under the shadow, and it seems that they are afraid of being seen by tourists looking at the scenery on the mountain.

Today, the little nun who went to the back mountain for the first time to take care of the medicine field was so puzzled in her heart. An elderly nun who lives here all year round explains: "Actually, the herbs cultivated in the back mountains are not very valuable, let alone rare. It's just us

For a nun and a daughter, it is inevitable to roll up her sleeves and trouser legs when doing farm work, so that men from outside can stare at her? Of course, it is not appropriate! In addition, there is only one passage into the back mountain, and we have to pass through the places where our ancestors, uncles, and sisters live, so it is inconvenient to open them to the public. Fuling Temple claims that the road behind the mountain is blocked and impassable, if tourists see that we are planting herbs in the back mountain, don't they ask the abbot to visit this back mountain?

The little nun nodded in understanding: "So that's the case!"

The two older nuns looked at each other with dark eyes.

The old Confucian Qin Yun gradually appeared behind a tall tree at some point, and after listening to their conversation, it was useless, so he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The three of them tasted the delicious pastries presented by the believers, and continued to chat, mostly trivial and trivial, and rarely talked about the profound Dharma.

Qin Yun gradually followed the hidden road in the mountains to search, and finally saw some doorways in a hidden place with shrubs. Qin Yun gradually got into the grass and trees, and it was actually inclined all the way down, and the further down it was, the more spacious it became.

The cave is dim and dim, but there is a lotus copper oil lamp on the ground, the copper lamp is slightly rusty, and the light is not bright, but it can barely be seen.

Here is a real cave entrance, a stone bar embedded above the cave entrance, on the word "purple house". The tunnel does not seem to be a lava cave, and you can see the appearance of bricks and stones from the outside.

Qin Yun gradually blocked a copper door in front of him, the door was divided into two openings, and after closing, there was only a slight gap in the middle, and there was a keyhole on the right side, without a copper ring. The palm of the hand rubs the copper door, smooth and cold, so cold that the palm of the hand feels slightly tingling, like ice!

I was having a headache to open the door, and suddenly felt that the palm of my hand shook slightly after pressing the copper door, although the copper door was sealed, the lock latch inside was not very firm, and it was more than enough to block ordinary people, but for Qin Yun in the first realm, even if it was an arm-thick iron bar, it could not change its color and shatter. So Qin Yun gradually took a moment's time, only to hear a crisp sound in the door, and the copper latch was broken unexpectedly.

As soon as the bronze door opened, a white mist rushed to the face. Qin Yun gradually rolled out of his righteous qi, separated his breath, and looked at it intently, only to know that he had done more. The ice in the cave climbed the wall, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice, almost an ice cellar. The white gas that was spewed out of the door was nothing more than cold water vapor.

However, the ice in this cave is unusual, firstly, it is too shallow, far from reaching the depth of the ice to gather cold, and secondly, the shape of the ice is mostly formed by water vapor condensation, climbing all the way up the wall, and there is no ordinary landscape of ice cellars piled up with ice.

After entering the Cave Purple Mansion, Qin Yun gradually had to release his divine will, not only to replace his vision, but also to resist the invasion of the cold. The cave twisted and turned, and Qin Yun gradually followed the place where the chill was the strongest, and finally found a person.

To be precise, there is a small iceberg in front of you.

Qin Yun gradually took out a purple gold box from his arms, and took out the sealing box, which contained a red flesh gall. Holding it in his hand was just warm, Qin Yun gradually placed the meat gall on the top of the iceberg. Immediately, I saw a faint red light emitting from the flesh gall, and the iceberg quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning water into gas and white gas.

In the past half an hour, the ice and snow have disappeared, and a woman appeared in the iceberg, with a purple dress and a purple skirt, a petite figure like a cardamom girl, thin lips and a moist nose, thin and long eyebrows, and a fine face that is not at all like the color of the world. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a purple divine light appeared in his eyes, slowly patrolling.

The realm of martial arts was as high as Qin Yun's, and when she glanced at it, her back was still cold, and she didn't dare to move.

When the purple light in her eyes receded, the "little girl" smiled happily, and the laughter was like a bell and a piano. Then swallowed the fiery red meat gall that fell into the palm of her hand, this meat gall was already hot like a red-hot soldering iron at this time, but she did not look abnormal after entering her stomach, but hiccuped, and her cute appearance seemed to be harmless to humans and animals.

Qin Yun gradually spread out his palms horizontally, superimposed them in front of him, and bowed down and made a simple salute, "The younger generation greets the Purple Ancestor!"

(End of chapter)

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