While the two were eating, there was a sudden thunder outside, and then it started to rain without warning.
The raindrops were as big as beans, the wind was rising on the ground, the rolling leaves were rustling, and various whistles were heard one after another in the hall where the air was leaking from all directions. In addition, ghosts were swaying outside and the cold wind was whistling. It really felt a bit eerie.
Fortunately, the two of them were guarding the fire and eating the rice balls with relish. Under the scorching light of the fire, they didn't feel anything.
Monk Mingxiu is worthy of being a Buddhist scholar, and his determination is far beyond that of ordinary people.
He didn't eat much, so after eating two rice balls and drinking some water, he took off the prayer beads on his hand and slowly moved them while staring at the fire in a daze.
It looks like he is chanting Buddha silently in his heart.
Gao Ning suddenly raised his head and looked out the window thoughtfully.
This rain is strange!
It's a little too abrupt.
Recalling the plot, after Shifang and Yan Chixia rescued Master Baiyun, they also wanted to burn the tree demon grandma with a fire. However, as soon as the fire started, heavy rain poured down, directly dousing the two of them.
Feeling cool, the fire naturally went out.
And when Grandma first appeared, there was a sudden rain. The bandits who were attracted by the Golden Buddha were lost in the rain, and they also got into Grandma Dryad's house in a daze.
Xiulou, I will never come back.
From this point of view, could this rain be a precursor to the Dryad's attack?
Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open with a creak, and two figures walked in one after the other.
Both of them were wearing coarse cloth monk robes, one was very old and had a straight waist, the other was young and ignorant, his eyes were lively, but he looked like a little boy who was afraid.
It is Master Shifang and Baiyun.
The two of them obviously did not expect that there would be people staying overnight in this dilapidated ancient temple, and they were also two monks like them.
Monk Mingxiu was startled by the sound, and he and Gao Ning turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes facing each other, both slightly surprised.
Monk Mingxiu stood up quickly, clasped his hands, and saluted with lowered eyebrows: "Little monk Mingxiu has met the master and this senior brother!"
When Gao Ning saw this, he quickly imitated his example, his emotions instantly converged, and he felt calm from the inside out.
"Young monk understands, I have met the master, I have met this senior brother!"
Bai Yun had a smile on his lips, but before he could speak, Shi Fang responded in surprise: "Xiaosheng Shifang passed by two senior brothers. I thought this place was gloomy, and I was still scared while walking along the way. I never thought that I would meet two senior brothers unexpectedly.
That's great!"
"Amitabha!" Master Baiyun smiled and nodded, leading Shifang to approach slowly: "Don't worry about it. There are no masters out there. We are just monks passing by. The educated generation... I forgive the poor monk for his ignorance. 2
Where is the little master’s temple?”
From the perspective of seniors like Master Baiyun, all monks in the world are one family, and as long as they sincerely worship the Buddha, they are all his descendants.
Even if we are not as close as our direct disciple Shifang, we are still part of a family.
What's more, he could vaguely feel the Zen spirit radiating from the inside out from Monk Mingxiu. This meant that the other party was obviously a monk who had read various scriptures well and had even practiced for a while, but he didn't know how to do it.
Enter the extraordinary.
In his opinion, such a young monk is simply the future of Buddhism. How could he not like it?
As for Gao Ning, he looked ordinary at first glance, but he didn't take it to heart.
Mingxiu replied calmly: "The two young monks and brothers are from Tangwang Temple in Kaifeng. I don't know what they are called?"
"My master's name is Baiyun!" Shifang rushed to answer.
Monk Mingxiu looked shocked, and Gao Ning blurted out: "Are you Master Baiyun?"
Bai Yun looked at Gao Ning calmly: "Does this little master know about this poor monk?"
"More than knowing, it's like thunder! Many people mention Master Baiyun and say that you have a compassionate heart and quick wits. You often deal with evil spirits and monsters when you go out!" Gao Ning replied.
Master Baiyun raised his eyebrows in surprise and said nothing.
Shifang blinked, turned to look at the master, and whispered: "Master, are you so famous?"
Master Baiyun said: "That happened a long time ago, I didn't expect anyone would still remember it!"
He looked at Gao Ning and said, "You two are so brave that you came to Lanruo Temple to stay for the night. Don't you know there are evil spirits here?"
Shifang was startled: "What? Is there a ghost here?"
Master Baiyun was helpless: "Don't be so startled, you are so cowardly, otherwise you should sleep outside the door tonight!"
"No, no, no! It's raining so hard outside, you'll get wet outside the door of your bed!" Shifang shook his head like a rattle.
Monk Mingxiu said: "Thank you for your concern, Master. Senior brother has been gifted since he was a child. He has achieved some success in martial arts and has the blessing of Buddhism. If only the evil ghosts don't come, don't let him go to pieces!"
"Oh?" Master Baiyun looked at Gao Ning curiously.
Gao Ning didn't say anything, he just slowly clasped his hands together, and his body seemed to be coated with a thin film, slowly emitting a faint golden light.
"Amitabha!"
Master Baiyun's eyes brightened slightly, and there was a look of joy in his eyes: "But the poor monk was mistaken. The young master is actually successful in cultivation. Both of your brothers are outstanding in both literature and martial arts. This makes the poor monk a little bit confused.
I’m curious, what is your master’s name?”
Monk Mingxiu replied: "My master Yi Xin was originally a monk from Wutai Mountain. By chance, he came to Tangwang Temple more than ten years ago and stayed there until now!"
"One heart, one heart!"
Monk Baiyun thought for a moment and found nothing, so he stopped worrying.
In the mist and rain of the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, from Dacheng Buddhism to Hangu Pass in the west, Buddhism has already spread all over the world. Not to mention Baiyun, even the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple dare not say that he knows all the monks in the world.
I have never heard the Dharma name, which is completely normal.
After a brief exchange, the two parties took their seats next to the fire.
It rained twice in one day, and Shifang had already been freezing to pieces. Now that he finally had a chance to warm himself by the fire, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he was so comfortable that he almost groaned.
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"Have Master and Senior Brother used vegetarian rice? I still have a few rice balls here..."
Monk Mingxiu took out a few rice balls from his pocket and handed them to Shifang with both hands.
Shifang's eyes lit up and he took it without thinking.
Master Baiyun suddenly coughed, Shifang's hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and then he slowly turned his face, his eyes filled with longing.
"Master, we didn't get any fast food this afternoon..."
"..."
Master Baiyun was a little speechless, but he was his disciple after all. After hesitating for a moment, he waved his sleeves and decided to turn a blind eye.
"I still haven't thanked you, senior brother!"
Shifang was overjoyed and quickly took the rice ball and thanked him profusely.
"Huh? What is this?"
Shifang thought the rice balls were just randomly kneaded, but he didn't expect that his tentacles also touched a thin film.
He suddenly became curious and looked closer.
Mingxiu blinked, obviously forgetting this incident, and didn't know how to explain it, so he turned to look at Gao Ning.
Gao Ning was speechless: "This is the fascia on the surface of the banana leaf. It has been specially treated to make it soft and tough. It can not only retain the convenience of wrapping things in the banana leaf, but also be more refined. It is a former uncle, Xian
I did it accidentally when I was free!"
"Oh! So that's it, it's so awesome!"
Shifang praised again and again, added two rice balls and stuffed them into the master's bag. He went to the side and grew some wooden sticks to make a simple rack. He sandwiched the rice balls in the front end and grilled them on the side of the flame.
After stuffing one inside, I couldn't wait to peel off the plastic wrap, hold it and start chewing.
After just one bite, his eyes lit up and he said in a confused voice, "Master, it's delicious. Eat it quickly!"
Master Baiyun originally looked like he was sitting in meditation, but he couldn't bear the urging of his disciple. He had no choice but to open his eyes, looked at the rice ball in his hand, then looked at Gao Ning and Mingxiu opposite him, and nodded to apologize.
He put the rice balls into his sleeves, pinched a few and stuffed them into his mouth from time to time, without any fuss at all.
Seeing this scene, Gao Ning had to express his admiration.
The old monk is indeed an old monk. He has rich experience and can maintain the demeanor of an eminent monk at all times.
Over there, Shifang ordered the rice balls to be finished in groups of three or two. They were so impatient that their faces turned red and their necks became thick from choking.
However, he had an idea. He hurriedly took out a bamboo tube from his backpack, ran to the door in three steps and then took two steps at a time. He caught some rainwater and drank several sips, and then his esophagus was unblocked.
When he came back, he looked refreshed again.
He was obviously a filial person. Before he came back, he deliberately filled up the bamboo tube. After he felt that he was in his original position, he first placed the bamboo tube in front of the master, and then turned his curious eyes on Gao Ning and the two of them.
Seeing that Mingxiu had already entered a semi-tranquil state, her lips moved slightly and her fingers slightly moved the beads, knowing that it was not inconvenient to disturb her.
So he leaned towards Gao Ning and asked in a low voice: "Brother, this rice ball is delicious, what's in it?"
I don't know what was added!
Gao Ning didn't know that he would ask such a question, and he vomited in his heart.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He recalled the taste of the rice balls before and said with a smile: "It's actually nothing, but I just added some soy sauce, seaweed and sesame seeds. Occasionally, some people like to add some pickles, saying it's more refreshing!"
"There are also some with pickles, you have been taught a lesson!"
Shifang's eyes lit up, as if he had found a treasure.
Although monks are required to abstain from the five kinds of meat, soy sauce, sesame, etc. are obviously not included in this list.
If you add some of these things, you don't have to eat rice, vegetables and tofu all day long. Of course he is willing.
When the protagonist came closer to his eyes, Gao Ning discovered that he seemed to be a few years younger than in the plot. He looked like he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he was even a little skinny, his eyes were bright and gave him a strange spirit.
Feel.
Moreover, when he smiles, he has two small dimples on his face, a smooth little head and a coarse monk's robe, which makes him easy to impress others.
However, the more he looked at it, the weirder Gao Ning's expression became.
This female ghost in Lanruo Temple is so inhumane, she doesn’t even spare a young monk who is fourteen or fifteen years old?
