Monthly ticket for the abbot of Shwedagon Pagoda Temple
"What wish did you make?!" Bai Yunbing opened his eyes and asked curiously when he saw Jin Hao kneeling there piously.
Jinhao Thief smiled: "I promise that our Bing'er will be safe and sound, and will always be so beautiful and cute!"
"Hmph~! Smooth talk!!!" Bai Yunbing pouted her little mouth, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
"What wish did you make?!" Jin Hao asked.
Bai Yunbing rolled her eyes at Jin Hao: "Hmph~! I promise you will never find another woman in the future!!!"
"Ouch~!!!" Jin Hao gasped when he heard this. No matter how beautiful and capable this woman is, she has such a little heart...
At this time, an old monk wearing a yellow cassock and bare feet walked to the golden trench, lowered his head and clasped his hands respectfully and said: "Merciful Buddha!! Donor, our abbot invites you!"
Jin Hao pointed to his nose in surprise: "Me?!"
"Exactly! Our abbot, Master Ajahn Chah, would like to ask you to speak!" The old monk smiled and nodded.
"Master~! Do you want to accept him as a disciple?!" Bai Yunbing was also shocked. This guy has become a monk again. Who will she marry?! Apart from him, she can no longer touch other men.
"Merciful Buddha! Don't worry, female donor, I just want to say a few words!" the old monk comforted with a smile.
Bai Yunbing stuck out his tongue and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's pretty much it! If this guy wants to be a monk, he must be a scum of Buddhism!"
"Hahaha~! Just become a master! You must be another master of extinction!" Jin Hao laughed, then clasped his hands to the old monk: "Master, please lead the way!!"
"Please come with me, donor!" The old monk nodded and strode barefoot in front of him, with Jin Hao following behind.
"If I want to destroy this master, I must destroy you, the monster first!" Bai Yunbing snorted and followed quickly.
The old monk led the two of them to a splendid temple next to the Shwedagon Pagoda. In the middle of the hall, there was a statue of Sakyamuni Buddha carved from Burmese jade. His eyes were slightly closed, and he listened kindly and peacefully to the people below the platform.
Rows of monks were chanting sutras in low voices.
Some of the little monks were only children of five or six years old. They also closed their eyes and shook their heads, reciting scriptures along with the old monks in the seat. Seeing Bai Yunbing's eyes shining with motherly hair, she wished she could go up and hug them and kiss them.
Cute little friend.
The old monk took Jin Hao and Bai Yunbing to the door of a room in the backyard, lowered his head and clasped his hands together: "Abbott, the donor has arrived!"
"Invite them in!"
A kind yet majestic old voice came from the meditation room. The old monk opened the door and made a gesture of invitation. Jin Hao and Bai Yunbing took off their flip-flops and walked into the meditation room barefoot.
I saw that the furnishings in the Zen room were very simple. In the center was an altar table enshrining a Buddha statue. On the Zen mat in front of the table, sitting with his feet crossed, was an old man wearing a golden cassock. His face was wrinkled and skinny, but he was an old man with bright eyes and full of energy.
Monk. He is Master Ajahn Chah, the abbot of Shwedagon Pagoda Temple in Myanmar, a national treasure master in Myanmar.
"Merciful Buddha! Two donors, please take a seat!!!" Ajahn Chah clasped his hands and showed his seat with a smile. Jin Hao and Bai Yunbing knelt down on the cushions next to them.
"Master, what advice do you have for me?!" Jin Hao asked with a smile. He still has this little common sense. He has to ask for advice in front of a monk. Bai Yunbing glanced at this guy in surprise. Does he really have the potential to be a monk?
Not successful?
"I sensed the power of the Buddha while meditating last night. Is it because of you, the donor?" Master Ajahn Chah asked with a bright smile, his old eyes shining brightly.
"It's me! Last night I was poisoned by the head-dropping poison spell of the head-dropping master. I had no choice but to borrow divine power from the Buddha to save my life!!" Jin Hao didn't hide anything and told what happened last night.
Bai Yunbing was so shocked that tears welled up in her eyes as she listened. It turned out that she almost killed this man. But she felt a little lucky in her heart. If she hadn't pierced the paper like this, this man might have passed away from her.
Pass.
"Merciful Buddha! Very good, very good~!" Master Ajahn Chah sighed in admiration while listening, and then sighed: "If the old monk had such power as you back then, he would not be tortured like this now.
Got it!"
"I think the master is in good spirits. Doesn't it look like he got his head dropped?" Jin Hao was surprised. Could it be that this old monk also had his head dropped.
"When the old monk was still a young monk, he fought with an evil head-bending magician in order to save the life of a villager. Although the old monk tried his best to make the evil head-bending magician blow himself up and die, the old monk was also hit.
His last vicious curse before death!" Master Ajahn Chah looked outside the door and recalled the battle scene at that time.
"That's good, that's good. It turns out that the master is also a man who has fought!" Jin Hao smiled and clapped his hands respectfully in praise.
Master Ajahn Chah waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "Hahaha~! When you are young, you are competitive, but when you are old, you will suffer~! The compassionate Buddha taught us to let go of this body full of pain, and realize that perfect happiness is immortal and eternal.
Nirvana. It’s just that the old monk has some unfulfilled wishes, and he still wants to live a few more years in this world. I wonder if the donor can heal the old monk?!"
"Okay! I'll take Master's pulse first!!" Jin Hao moved to Master Ajahn Chah's side. Master Ajahn Chah stretched out his hand, and Jin Hao put his fingers on Ajahn Chah's wrist and carefully felt the pulse.
"You guys have such a skill?!" Bai Yunbing opened her mouth in surprise. She didn't know that Jin Hao could see a doctor.
"Eh~! Why don't you feel a pulse?!" Jin Hao frowned. He couldn't feel Ajahn Cha's pulse at all, as if he had lost his usual power. He quickly called out, "Medical Immortal!"
Medical Fairy!!' But the Medical Fairy who usually comes as soon as he is called, now has no reaction at all.
"The compassionate Buddha taught us: We must believe in our own strength, everything else is false and unreliable!" Ajahn Chah still looked at him with a smile, his eyes sparkling as if to encourage Jin Hao.
"My own power?!" Jin Hao frowned, held his breath and calmed down and continued to feel the pulse as usual. Gradually, the original pulse feeling came back. Soon he knew Master Ajahn Chah
physical condition.
"Hoo~!! Master! Are you cursed and can't eat?" Jin Hao said after taking a breath.
"Exactly! Old monk, I haven't eaten a meal in more than fifty years, and I will vomit it out as soon as I eat it!" Master Ajahn Chah replied with a smile. It seems that this young man's pulse is correct.
"I haven't eaten in more than fifty years?!" Bai Yunbing looked at the master in surprise, how did he survive?!
Ajahn Chah seemed to have sensed Bai Yunbing's thoughts and said with a wry smile: "Old monks rely on meditation to maintain their health! It's just that now the old monk is getting older and older, and his body is getting worse and worse. He can't even move around.