Chapter 152 (1/2)
[wait, don't get me wrong... Lotus isn't Jiang Lin's... It's definitely not... Jiang Lin doesn't think about lotus from beginning to end
Lotus and Wuke are official matches, which is certain... Otherwise, the foreshadowing about lotus and Wuke will be written in vain
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Ten thousand Buddha Island, also known as Bodhi Island, is popular with Buddhists. Although there are hundreds of Confucian scholars and Mohist chivalrous men, there are not many.
It may be the reason for believing in Buddhism, or it may be the reason for the monks and soldiers in Wanfo to maintain law and order. The law and order in Wanfo is excellent. You can see shiny big bald heads everywhere when you walk on the road.
Dazzling during the day, lighting at night, under the reflection of the moonlight, it seems that you don't have to wear lanterns when walking in the street.
There are many temples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas sect, and there are large and small temples, but there is no such thing led by any temple.
Each has its own Buddhist Dharma and its own pilgrims. If you have nothing to do, hold any Buddhist debate competition. Every monk is very Buddhist
Tonight, at lingxu temple in the east of Wanfo Island, a man who looks like a monk but doesn't look like a monk knocked on the gate of the temple.
”Benefactor, it's getting late. Please come back tomorrow.”
A white tender little monk with red lips and white teeth and wearing plain monk clothes slowly pushed open the gate of the temple and saluted the bald man.
The little monk looked at each other with a big bald head. He felt a little cordial.
[is the other party also a monk? But there is no ring scar on his head.]
Looking at the man, the little monk touched his smooth head and felt that the other party was very strange
The man smiled kindly and saluted with his hands together: ”little master, I want to see the wise master of your temple. Can you accommodate me?”
Looking at the bald man, the little monk frowned and his head became brighter and brighter as he touched it, ”but master, he's doing evening class. He may not see you, benefactor.”
”It doesn't matter, little master, just let me know. If you don't see it, it's all right...”
”Emmm... Well, may I have your name, please?”
The man was slightly stunned, thought about it, smiled and said, ”just say brother Wu's visit.”
”Brother Wu Shi?” The little monk read, ”OK, I remember.”
”Please, little master.”
”Please wait a moment, benefactor.”
With theout closing door, 11-year-old monk turned and ran into temple, disappearing into night.
Taking back his sight from the door, Wuke stepped back two steps and looked at the huge temple door.
Under the moonlight, the tall temple gate and courtyard wall look very solemn. The chanting sound from the temple is like a spring washing your heart.
Gently close your eyes and listen to the familiar chanting sound. Wu Ke subconsciously closed his hands and moved his lips and teeth. He seemed to want to recite the Buddha's horn, but he closed it slowly and shook his head
In less than a quarter of an hour, the little monk ran over.
”Little master.”
”Benefactor.”
The two folded their hands and saluted each other.
The little monk raised his head and looked a little guilty: ”benefactor, I'm very sorry, master. He told you... To leave...”
Looking at the little monk's embarrassed look, Wu Ke smiled gently: ”little master, monks don't lie.”
”Well... This... All right.” The little monk's face was slightly red. ”Master, the old man asked you... Let you go...”
”That's right.”
Wu Ke put his hands together and saluted the little monk, and then the temple.
”Then I'll come back tomorrow.”
”Benefactor, Shifu said you don't have to come again.”
The little monk said quickly, frowning slightly, as if he was trying hard to think of what his master had just said.
”Master, he said to the old man, if you come again, it's the same reason. Instead of this, you'd better think about it.”
Little monk thought hard again:
”Master, I want you to think about... What is... What is... What is three conversion...”
”Well... That's it. I should remember correctly.”
As if affirming his memory, the little monk smiled and nodded with self encouragement.
”Thank you, little master.”
”You're welcome, benefactor.”
The two saluted again, and the temple door closed slowly. Wu Ke also scratched the back of his head: ”why is this still the problem...”
He took out his trouser pocket and found that he didn't have much money and had to go back by transcontinental ferry.
After looking at the gate, Wu Ke looked up at the moonlight. Wu Ke thought, grabbed a tree and leaned against the branch to look at the temple.
The evening class is over and the lights are going out.