The fat monk glared at the young monk with some dissatisfaction and said, "What did I tell you, Master, to make you push the door open every time you hear me answer your question? I did answer you just now!"
The young monk blushed and said, "Disciple, please follow Master's teachings. Please pay attention next time."
The fat monk said kindly before asking: "Who are these two donors?"
The young monk explained to the fat monk, and the fat monk waved his hand and said, "You go down first."
The young monk put his hands together, saluted Ruyi and others, and exited the dormitory.
The fat monk smiled awkwardly at the two of them and said, "Young monk is ignorant, please forgive me."
Bai Qinghan said in his heart that you are the one who is ignorant. He doesn't read Buddhist scriptures in broad daylight, ignores the Dharma, and hides in the house picking his feet. What kind of monk is this? Looking at his fat appearance, you can tell that he must have eaten a lot of meat...
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Ruyi said politely: "Master, we came to see the abbot, but the little master led us to you. This..."
The fat monk said: "I don't blame him for this. The Shaolin Temple is strictly guarded. If there is nothing serious, the young monk is not qualified to visit the master. Shi Xin is my senior brother. He is a martial monk and I am a literary monk. They are all self-made.
I have been in the temple since I was a child. I always thought that Senior Brother Shi Xin would inherit the position of abbot in the future, but I didn’t expect... oh... it’s such a pity.”
Ruyi counted on her fingers and thought that Shi Xin was his senior brother, so this person was also the disciple of Master Fang Abbot Yiku. How could it be so different after being taught by a master? It was really strange.
The fat monk stood up and made a gesture of invitation and said, "I will take you to see the master now. However, he may not be able to see you..."
Bai Qinghan snorted and said: "Is the abbot of Shaolin so arrogant? We came all the way from Jimo just to fulfill his disciple's last wish. Everyone is here, why don't we even meet him once?"
The fat monk quickly waved his hand: "Oh, donor, what are you talking about? It's not that my master is putting on airs, but that the old man has been ill recently and has been bedridden for a long time. He has stopped hosting morning classes. The poor monk is worried about him.
His body... I don’t know if Master can accept the death of his senior brother due to his old age. I’m afraid it will be a big blow to him..."
As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes. It seemed that the relationship between the senior brothers was good.
Ruyi said: "Shi Xin has left Shaolin for a long time, and we have been on the road for a long time. If there is no news yet, I am afraid the abbot will be more worried. It is better to tell him the truth. Shi Xin has left a suicide note. I believe the abbot will understand after reading it.
clear."
The fat monk sighed and led everyone to the host's dormitory.
He knocked on the door a few times and called Master.
There was nothing moving inside. He didn't dare to open the door rashly and shouted twice more. After a while, a weak and hoarse voice sounded: "Come in."
As soon as he entered the abbot's dormitory, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. The abbot stood up from the bed trembling slightly. When he saw the fat monk bringing two strangers in, he blamed him: "Shi Yuan, I am like this now."
It looks like you are being too disrespectful to bring guests here. Please go out quickly. I'm sorry to the two benefactors, please come back. Ahem."
Master Yiku is older than expected. His gray beard hangs straight down his chest, and he is skinny. His whole body is dangling in his monk's robe. His face and neck are covered with spots, and his eyes are sunken and lifeless.