There are more than 8,000 words in the first volume of the "Chinese Ahan Sutra", and Xiao Xuanzang, who came back from the main hall, is carrying a brush to copy word by word, although repeating the scriptures every day makes this once difficult work easier. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now I'm still hungry, which always makes the task more difficult. However, Xiao Xuanzang didn't care about the hunger in his stomach at all, nor did he care about the soreness in his wrist caused by long-term copying, he was only thinking about one problem now!

"Do you really want to go to the master at the third watch? What if the master just wants to knock three times? What if the one is so smooth? One knock is not enough, two strokes is too little, and one easy hand will go down after three strokes? But the question is, why does he just knock on his head when he has nothing to do? Maybe his bald head looks like a wooden fish now? But what if the master really wants to teach me seventy-two changes and immortality? What if the master is actually the Bodhi ancestor? When he is bored, he comes to experience the feeling of knocking on the senior brother back then? What if I missed it like this? What if I ............" Xiao Xuanzang didn't stop in his hand, but he thought that ten thousand horses were galloping! In the end, he decided to go, because it seemed that no matter how he went, he would never suffer a loss!

The waiting time is always long, and the time of waiting while punishing copying is even longer, ten times of the "Zhong A Han Sutra" volume 1 from before the sun sets until the night watchman finished the two watches of the bamboo only half copied, Xiao Xuanzang can no longer feel the existence of the hand, the hand is still copying by some incomprehensible biological inertia.

Xiao Xuanzang finally decided to give up, so he washed the brush and blew the lamp, and slowly walked out of the scripture building!

That's right, he is in the Tibetan Scripture Building, the legend has the Book of Changes, the Tibetan Scripture Building of 72 stunts, but the problem is that it is in the Shaolin Temple, and this is the Huasheng Temple, there are no martial arts cheats here, and there are no sweeping monks guarding the town, there are only Sanskrit scriptures written incomprehensibly, and the scriptures translated by the monks of the past dynasties but still can't understand them.

And the only one who was always here was him, a little novice who was often punished for copying scriptures.

Although at the beginning, he also had infinite longing for this place, and he also thought about whether to break into the scripture building at night or something! Until one day, the master asked him to punish him for copying the scriptures, and then the third senior brother of Xuanji gave him the key to the scripture building as if he had gotten rid of some burden and left happily, his vision was shattered.

Lock the door of the Tibetan scripture building, step and stand in the backyard, sometimes he will look at the moon above his head like now and feel unreal, as if he was sitting in the octagonal pavilion of the community and enjoying the cool with the old grandfathers and grandmothers of the community last moment, watching the children in the community chasing each other and playing, and chanting what crooked poems of "tasting tea, admiring the moon and hearing the barking ...... dogs", the next moment he appeared in this world that may be full of fairies and monsters and recited the scriptures with a group of monks every day. That's it? That's all?

"Knock!-knock!" The sound of a slow and two-piece snort called him back from his flying thoughts!

"It's just three watches?" Xiao Xuanzang was stunned at first, first hesitated for a few seconds, and then quickly ran towards the abbot's meditation room, the abbot's meditation room is a separate meditation room that is not with the monks, but the Lizang scripture building is not far away, so Xiao Xuanzang quickly appeared at the door of the meditation room.

First he calmed down, and then he thought that he could knock on the door first, and then he could raise his hand and put it down, because there was no light in the room, so he began to suspect that the master might really just knock on his hand three times, really once, two, three times, and just like that.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in?" Abbot Faming's voice sounded so abruptly, startling Xiao Xuanzang.

"Come in!" Just as Xiao Xuanzang was stunned, his voice sounded so abruptly again, although it sounded very soft, it was like the master was saying in his ear,

Xiao Xuanzang gently pushed the door open, and then walked in lightly, and closed the door gently by the way!

When he turned around, the room suddenly lit up, and then he saw his master, the master who was usually serious and serious, but privately but kind, was wearing a plain blue warrior monk's robe, wearing a plain white robe, holding a nine-ring Zen staff in his right hand, and holding a wooden bowl in his left hand, and the light source was emitted from the back of the master's head, making the abbot of Faming become sacred, just like the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which made him suddenly confused, what is the situation?

"Ask you for the teacher, how will the teacher treat you?" Before Xiao Xuanzang could react, Abbot Faming came to say this first.

"Ah, that's good, Master, are you?" Listening to the master say the most words that the villain said to the protagonist before he made a difficulty, Xiao Xuanzang continued to look confused.

"It's been eight years, and it's been eight years since the teacher picked you up from the river to now!" Abbot Faming didn't seem to hear what Xiao Xuanzang said, and continued to talk to himself!

"Count the days, from the day I met you, but it has been exactly eight years, in the past eight years, you have grown up for the teacher to watch drop by drop, and the teacher knows your nature and your personality. So the teacher is going to tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?"

"Okay,,, good!" Xiao Xuanzang, who didn't understand the situation at all, continued to look confused, although there was a voice in his heart shouting not to listen, he would be silenced after listening to it, but he still said it.

"The teacher was originally a disciple of the Jinshan Temple, and he was supposed to guard the Tibetan scripture pavilion in the temple, but he didn't want to be careless for a moment when a thief stole the scriptures in the temple, and he searched for the lost scriptures here. As if thinking of something, Abbot Faming paused.

"The previous abbot of the Huasheng Temple, Master Fayi, was kind-hearted, inquired for me in all directions, found the scripture in the hands of a thief, and knew where to go with the teacher, this was just a foil, but I didn't want to be the thief when the thief started to do the demon attack for the teacher, so that the master of the law was difficult to support alone, and to protect the demon attack of the teacher, and to fight with the thief, it hurt the root, and in the end, although the teacher still suppressed the demon and captured the thief, the master of the law was passed away soon after. Abbot Faming let out a long sigh, feeling only sadness.

"Master, and then?" Seeing that the master paused again, Xiao Xuanzang hurriedly asked.

"Master Fayi entrusted the Huasheng Temple to me before his death, and I didn't find the lost scriptures in the end, and I didn't have the shame to go back to Jinshan Temple, so I became the abbot of the Huasheng Temple here, but it can be regarded as fulfilling the last wish of the Fayi Master!"

Xiao Xuanzang listened like this, like listening to a novel, and hearing that Master Fazhen should have died in the end was also a little sad, but suddenly, he seemed to have grasped something, Jinshan Temple?

"Master,,, Master, you don't know Fahai yet, do you?" he didn't know why he just thought of Fahai, and then said a little weakly.

"Fahai? He is a senior brother, but I heard that a long time ago, because a white snake stole the key thing to cultivation at the most critical moment of cultivation, he only vowed to find the white snake later, and then wandered away!

", Master, did you get the wrong script? What about the Journey to the West? Why is there anything about the White Snake?" This is simply enough, because I was too surprised and puzzled, I thought about it in my heart, and I said it out loud.

"Knock~" just responded to him with a Zen stick, which knocked it off on the head.

"Why are you talking nonsense again!" Abbot Faming glared at him, and knocked on it with a Zen stick.

This Xuanzang seems to be good at everything except for disliking scriptures, but he often talks nonsense all the time, so that the abbot of Faming once thought that Xuanzang was abandoned because he broke his brain! Unexpectedly, he began to talk nonsense again, and knocked on it with a Zen stick.

"Ah~Master!It hurts!" Xiao Xuanzang grinned in pain, and kept stroking his head with his hand!

"Alas~Xuanzang! Kneel down! As a teacher, I ask you, are you willing to practice and inherit the mantle of being a teacher?" Abbot Faming suddenly asked solemnly.

"Practice, willing! Xuanzang is willing!" Xiao Xuanzang was a little shocked, and knelt down honestly, but when he heard that it was practice, he immediately agreed, afraid that if he didn't agree, he would never have a chance again!

"Don't be in such a hurry to answer! Don't think that cultivation is a good thing, cultivation not only requires the heart and wisdom, but also experiences the hardships that ordinary people can't bear! And being a teacher is not simply wishing you to practice, and being a teacher also has something I want to entrust you to do!" Abbot Faming took a step towards Xuanzang.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not afraid of any hardships, and Master don't say what to entrust, Master's business is my business, even if Xuanzang goes up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, he will do it!" As if to show something, Xiao Xuanzang also specially straightened his chest.

"Your mind is a teacher in your eyes, although it is not too good, but it is reluctant, Huigen is a teacher who has also helped you see it, but it is also suitable for cultivation. As for the things to be entrusted, I have recently found the place where the scripture went, and I believe that I will be able to find it soon, and when the time comes, I just want you to help me send it to Jinshan Temple, but it is no longer good to go back as a teacher!"

"Then Master will teach me to practice! I will definitely help Master send the scriptures back!" Xiao Xuanzang looked up and looked expectantly at the master who was still glowing on the back of his head.

"If you insist, then go with the teacher!" said and took another step, just arrived in front of Xuanzang, raised his hand, grabbed Xiao Xuanzang's shoulder, but the next moment he disappeared into the meditation room.