Deep in the mountains, revealing a forest temple.

Wu Yifan looked at so many pilgrims, he could feel the prosperity of the temple, and finally it took a few days to come and follow the pilgrims into the temple, he planned to go again at night, after all, he went straightforwardly to ask for cheats, just afraid that it would anger these monks, and go to borrow and borrow at night and return it to avoid conflicts between the two sides.

The moonlight is very light.

He tiptoed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and was just about to enter along the door when he heard someone speak, "Senior brother, it's so late, you still have to come here to see, you're not sleepy, I'm still sleepy."

"Senior brother, be careful, don't recruit thieves, you and I can't afford to be guilty."

"Also, don't be like a senior brother who was punished for ten years for losing a scripture."

"Don't say it, go and see, you and my senior brother will rest early."

Wu Yifan quietly entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but found that there was a monk who was dozing inside, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he hurriedly hid in the pavilion and hidden, only to hear a whisper, "Someone." He was taken aback, looked around, and saw no human figure, strange, obviously heard a voice, and asked, "Who?"

"Like-minded."

He followed the sound and found that the man was on the beam of the room, and he saw that the gesture was to let him go up, but he didn't even know the basic light skills, after all, he couldn't even be at ease with his true qi, so how could he talk about light skills.

The people on the beam of the house threw a thing, in the middle of the night, a little sound was enough to be exposed, sure enough, the monk who was keeping vigil heard the sound, he was a little panicked, only to see the person on the beam of the house handed over the look, he only changed the footwork, to see that he could jump on the beam, who knew that a force, only jumped half of the height, the person on the beam wanted to laugh as if he saw the monk approaching, hurriedly threw down a ribbon, a hand to bring him up the beam, a fragrance into the nose, after a while, the monk did not find anything abnormal, said to himself, " Eighty percent are rats, and rats are making trouble, hum, get some rat repellent poison for Ming'er, don't bite the scriptures." And he fell asleep again.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm injured, I'm looking for the scriptures to save my life, what about you?"

"Really, won't lie to me, I, guess?"

Wu Yifan twitched the corners of his mouth, and then thought about it, as long as she didn't affect herself, no matter what she was trying to do, he looked at these rows of scriptures, and thought, this is troublesome, there are so many scriptures, the ghost knows which scripture is useful to him, and he wanted to ask the people in the same way, but he never thought that the woman had already started to flip through the scriptures, as if looking for something, he also jumped down and began to read the scriptures from the other side, the name of the 'Diamond Sutra' does not look like a healing, 'Huayan Sutra' Suddenly, he found that there was a very special book, this book seemed to have no dust, and it was often read by people, and it was estimated that his life-saving book was here, and he picked it up and looked at it, the 'Heart Sutra' should be this, the Heart Sutra and the Heart Sutra should be cultivated, and he was about to hold it in his arms, he felt a pair of eyes watching, "The book is mine, give it to me." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yours? It's from the monastery, not yours. “

"I'm looking for this scripture, give it to me!" said that, a pair of slender hands snatched the scripture very quickly.

"Girl, that's what I found first. “

There was a sound of the door opening, and I heard the dozing monk wake up, and then said, "You are back, I have gone back to sleep this time, you have rats in here, but be careful, don't bite the scriptures, you can't eat and walk around." Then, the sound of the door closing, followed by calm, and after a while, footsteps came.

"This monk, if you don't have a good rest, what are you running around? The woman went up to the beam, Wu Yifan was in a hurry, this angry person, there was nowhere to hide left and right, it was not a trivial matter to be caught, her eyes asked for help from the woman on the beam, the woman pointed to the book in her hand, Wu Yifan nodded, the ribbon saved him again, only then did he see an old monk, the footwork was light, completely looked like a master of the world, I thought there was no layman in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the worst thing is that the monk blew the dust of the scriptures, and put the scriptures on the ground back on the shelf, Wu Yifan began to count down the woman, too careless, this is looking for the scriptures You messed up the scriptures, this is not the same as exposing that someone came to steal the scriptures, the old monk put all the scattered scriptures, casually looked at the beams of the room, then closed the window, and silently recited the scriptures with candles.

"What should we do? This monk doesn't intend to let us go, or else. You go down and deal with him. “

"Deal with him, do you still think that you have caused too little trouble, if you don't scatter the scriptures, we will be trapped here. “

"I don't believe this monk can stop me from leaving. “

The woman was about to go out of the window, the old monk did not react, the woman was overjoyed, the window could not be opened, and she returned to the beam of the house in a stupid manner, Wu Yifan thought to himself, fortunately, it will be dawn in about a few hours, this monk is also going to eat, and he escaped while eating, strangely. The old monk settled, still felt exuding a kind of force, could it be that this is not a true monk, so the monk younger than him dared to point fingers, however, how could the temple let the monk who is not a true monk manage this Tibetan scripture pavilion, the day dawned, the monk did not go to eat, motionless, about a stick of incense time, someone knocked on the door, the old monk did not answer, only listened to the outsider preach, 'Senior brother, I put the meal at the door. “

The old monk asked the outsiders to stay away, so he got up, opened the door to get food, he picked up a steamed bun, put it on the shelf closest to the beam, walked to the table and ate the meal, and began to recite the scriptures and books silently.

"This old monk, it's so dirty, can you still eat it?"

Wu Yifan really doesn't understand, what does this old monk mean, is it.... He smiled, I see, a master is a master.

"What are you laughing at! The monk is very hateful, obviously two people, give a steamed bun. As he was talking, he saw Wu Yifan jumping off the beam of the room, and said hurriedly, "What are you doing, you want to kill me." “

"The Buddha said, don't say, don't say."

"The poor monk thinks that the donor will spend some time with the poor monk, and the donor above still refuses to come down?"

"If I don't go down, it means that I don't steal, because you haven't caught me yet. “

"Donor, when the poor monk said that you stole it, the donor didn't admit himself. “

"Hmph, that's a nice word, I won't go down. "The woman didn't understand what the monk said, so she naturally didn't want to come down, stealing is not a big crime, but after all, the reputation is not good,

"Master, I'm just borrowing the scriptures of your temple, I don't know if the master is willing to give up?"

"To borrow or not to borrow, the donor has already taken, but the temple's scriptures never leave the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, if you want to borrow the donor, why not copy a copy and take it away, the poor monk will never stop it. ”

Wu Yifan smiled, there was room for maneuver, but he didn't know the cause of his illness, and asked, "The master has been enlightened for a long time, I don't know if I can see the root of the disease in the younger generation?"

"Amitabha! all troubles are born in the heart, the donor is afraid that this sutra can not be cured, contemplating the Bodhisattva in the Bodhisattva, when he walks deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering, the donor, this heart sutra can reduce many troubles, listen to the words of the poor monk, do not force everything, the mind is quiet, and the mind is moving, Amitabha!"

"Master, the juniors don't know anything, the juniors don't feel anything unusual, and they don't feel uncomfortable, why do you say this about the juniors, but it is to punish the temple?"

The girl on the beam has been in this pavilion for a few days, but you have found the thing you are looking for, the heart sutra in your hand is borrowed by this donor, and the thing you are looking for is not in this scripture, why not say it to the poor monk, the poor monk may know its whereabouts, the girl also made a wish early, and the poor monk is also quiet, isn't it good. “

"I won't go down, you know what I'm looking for, wait for you to give it to me, I'll go down, anyway, you also said, he is deeply ill, what is the difference between a day earlier and a day later?"

Wu Yifan has always avoided the rude and willful girl, and this life has become an inconsequential trivial matter in her mouth, and said with a smile, "Master, the younger generation sees that she has no heart, it is better for the younger generation to suggest, the younger generation and the master leave this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion temporarily, and come back in two or three days, maybe the girl herself intended to come down, there are mice here, if the girl is hungry, catching one or two is enough to fill her stomach, master, how about the proposal of the juniors?"

The poor monk locked the door and talked to the donor about the Buddha for a few days. ”

The woman was a little flustered and scolded, "The monk who was killed, I saved you with bad water, monk, if I die, you will be killed, you will go to hell after you die, no, you will go to nineteen layers of hell." ”

"Donor, even if you don't die, the poor monk will go to hell in this life, and after your donor dies, the poor monk recites sutras to exceed the donor. ”

"Master, let's go, it's only a few days, how can you die, at most half of death. ”

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly came down, stuffed the scripture to Wu Yifan, and said angrily, "Monk, what you promised can be counted?"

"The donor, please speak, the poor monk knows, and he will tell you. ”

The woman hesitated, gritted her teeth and said, "That's a picture, hidden in a scripture, that picture is used by the father to save his life, and I hope the master will fulfill the little woman's filial piety." “

The old monk thought for a while, and said, "Last month, a benefactor also entered here, but also to find something, strange, in recent months, there have been many people looking for things, turned over, threw and laughed, the magic barrier is not small, the poor monk stayed in the scripture pavilion for a long time, and did not find anyone to put things in it, donor, do you have to say in detail?"

The more Wu Yifan listened, the more confused he became, no one put it but there was more than one person to take it, strange thing, he carefully looked at the old monk in front of him, and remembered the strength of the night, and always felt that this old monk couldn't see through, there was something unspeakable in it that attracted them, yes, the picture they mentioned, see, they are all for the picture, will it be, he shuddered in his heart, it won't be so coincidental, how could the treasure map appear in Hanlu Temple.

The woman wanted to speak but stopped, but she didn't want to miss this only opportunity, and was about to say, Wu Yifan asked first, "Master, the junior found yesterday that there is a bookshelf in this scripture pavilion The scriptures seem to be often read, does the master know that there are suspicious people who read them?"

"Donor, that's because the poor monk often reads it, and other people may have been reading it for a long time, and the dust is naturally different, and the books that the poor monk reads are all to be studied. ”

"No, although the master has never read the Heart Sutra, why did this girl take the Heart Sutra, and you told the younger generation that only the Heart Sutra can cure the illness of the younger generation, and the more this girl doesn't come down, the more you want her to come down, why did the junior propose to starve this girl for a few days, Master, you didn't stop it but encouraged it, why?"

"The donor is suspicious of the poor monk. Let the poor monk tell you, what they are looking for is a treasure map. And the poor monk is waiting for you! Master Wu!"

"Wait for me?"

"Don't you want to know why?"

"I don't want to. ”