C102 (2/2)
Wise hit him once, and after this period of relaxation, he finally managed to make up his mind.
”Does Almsgiver want to see our Master?” He's in meditation right now, but I don't know if he's awake yet! ”
”I know that.” ”You can only take me to have a look. If he wakes up, I'll have a few words with him. If he doesn't wake up, I'll come back myself. Is that okay?”
Without waiting for Ming Ben to finish, he nodded and said: ”Okay...” ”Alright …”
The wise man glared at him and wanted to scold him, because according to the rules of the temple, it was not a simple matter to see the abbot.
Since Ming Ben had already agreed, there was no point in changing his words. Besides, the lady was brought here by Master Fang, so she naturally had a deep relationship with him. Thus, she nodded in agreement.
”The old abbot lives on that head …” Does female benefactor want to go now? ”
”Sorry for the trouble.”
Just like this, the two young monks couldn't help but bring her to the backyard. After passing through the Lunar Cave, they made a turn and arrived at the meditation room that Old Monk Yun usually meditated in.
He saw a little Shamei standing in front of the door with a whisk in hand. When she saw the three of them arrive, she immediately went up to them.
The wise little monk said, ”So it's Senior Brother Ming Guang who is here. I wonder if the old monk has awoken from his meditation? This woman … Chief Shi is meeting with an old man! ”
Monk Mingguang greeted Bai Xiaoqiao with a single hand. ”Master Fang has just woken up. He went to the back of the mountain and said that the lady is here. Please take a seat. The old man will be back soon.”
”Little Qiao nodded and said,” So that's how it is. Then, he nodded to the two little monks behind him and said, ”I'm sorry for troubling you. I still haven't asked you two what your magic names are.”
”This …” Wise put his palms together and said, ”My name is Ming...” ”Wise.”
”My name is Ming Ben, Ming …” Ming Ben. ”
Bai Xiaoqiao asked, ”How long have you all been in the temple?”
”He … Four years. ” Ming Ben stammered, ”I …” I'll be there for two years. ” He pointed to the light guarding the old man's door and said, ”His name is...” Ming Guang has been here for five years. ”
Monk Mingguang clasped his hands together and bowed. He then said, ”Amitabha, are you leaving now?”
Bai Little Qiao shook her head and asked curiously, ”Who said I'm leaving?”
Ming Guang was shocked when he heard this. He took a step back and declared, ”Amitabha … From what I heard from Master Fang, she said that the female benefactor is only staying in the temple for a few days, and will leave very soon. ”
”Is that so?” Bai Xiaoqiao merely snorted and did not speak any further.
In his heart, however, he thought angrily, ”The old monk still doesn't believe that I really have the heart of Buddha. No wonder he kept calling me Buddha, he didn't even say a word of scripture to me. Hmph, he thought that I would just stay here for a few days before leaving, yet I didn't listen to his wishes … Maybe after a while, when he saw that I really had the heart of a Buddha, he really took me in, hmm! That's my idea. ”
Right at this time, the sound of cloud boards came from the temple. It was time for the monks to eat.
Wisdom and Minshen, the two little monks, bowed and took their leave. Bai Xiaoqiao thanked them and walked into the meditation room.
It was getting dark on the hill, and by now it was dusk.
The little monk Ming Guang lit up a lamp made of oil and offered it to the table.
Only then did Bai Xiaoqiao realize that there was a new large piece of writing on the table. It was fresh and dry, likely written by Old Monk Yun.
The little monk, Ming Guang, looked down and said happily: ”Ah! Old Master started writing again, but I wonder what he's writing? ”
Bai Xiaoqiao walked over to take a closer look. Although he did not understand what was going on, he felt that the old abbot was indeed an enlightened monk. This ”gatha” was truly like the ocean and sky, with a family style of a generation of dhyana.
It was written as follows: ”In this case, taste the cloth strictly, plum blossoms, snow and moon, where the light is crossed, a smile rarely empty ancient, the wind in Ou language, completely silver across the sky. Butterfly's Dream, South Flower's side is extremely lifelike. Who would boast so much about tigers, and have forgotten the road they came from today. Rivers and mountains, the setting sun, and the horizon, will send you flying away! ”
Bai Xiaoqiao recited the words again and again. He felt that between the lines, there was boundless momentum. It was truly the sound of throwing metal and stone, the great relief of a generation. It was no wonder that there was a public case like that of the Zen family.
The little monk, Ming Guang, narrowed his small eyes and kept blinking, as if he could not understand what was going on as he eagerly looked at Bai Qiao to solve the problem.
Bai Xiaoqiao shook his head, looking slightly embarrassed as he said, ”Don't look at me, I can't understand everything either … But, alas! Could it be that the old man had realized something? It seemed as if he had been released from his confinement …? That's worth congratulating! ”
She picked up the lamp and studied it again.
The old monk's calligraphy was as flamboyant as flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. It was truly unfathomable.
At this moment, a plain moth fell into the oil and was set ablaze as it flapped its wings towards the lamp.
Although the moth had been rescued, its body was already burnt to a crisp by the lamp grease.
The small Buddhist Monk Ming Guang clasped his hands together and said, ”Sin, sin, Amitabha!”
For a moment, little Qiao only paid attention to the scorched corpse of the moth. Unconsciously, she felt a drop of hot tears, until she suddenly realized that two teardrops had already fallen soundlessly, landing on the piece of paper written by Shang Wen one after the other.
”Well, what's the matter with me?”
Bai Little Qiao raised her wrist and rubbed her eyes. She felt that she had recently become very fragile and that she wanted to cry at any moment.
The little monk was obviously surprised. He looked at her and said, ”Aunt …” ”Miss, are you crying?”
”You saw it again?”
After saying that, Little Qiao turned her head to the side and looked out of the back window. For the death of a tiny moth, she looked forward to the short end of her life, thereby triggering the so-called 'compassion'.
”Ya ~ ~ ~”, the door to the meditation room was pushed open, a chubby Ming Fa monk walked in with a tray in his hand.
”So young lady is actually here. I even thought that senior brother was playing around with me. It's time to eat.”
As he spoke, he placed a plate of vegetarian dishes on a few plates, folded them, and backed away.
Bai Xiaoqiao looked at Mingguang and said, ”Little Master, aren't you going to eat?”
Ming Guang said, ”This little monk has already used it … ”Young lady, please go ahead!”
With that, he withdrew his fingers.
Bai Xiaoqiao was truly a little hungry.
Today's meal was as usual, nothing special, but it looked like a special fragrance — a plate of yellow sprout cabbage, a plate of asparagus mushrooms, and a large bowl of yellow rice.
Bai Xiaoqiao unceremoniously finished all the dishes and put them into his stomach. When she saw that the food was so clean, she gave her a look of surprise.
It turned out that Bai Xiaoqiao had just arrived on the mountain for the first two days. He was so preoccupied with his own matters that he did not bother to eat his tea.
Seeing this, the young monk Ming Fa lamented in his heart. He thought that she was born with a small appetite, but he did not expect her to have such a big appetite today. She ate a big bowl of food without leaving any grains.
Immediately, he put away the bowl and chopsticks and asked, ”Is the young lady full yet? Do you still want more? ”
Bai Xiaoqiao said embarrassedly, ”That's enough. I've been holding myself up so much that I'm starting to panic.”
Saying so, he smiled and lowered his head, refusing to meet the other party's eyes.
It was quite embarrassing for a girl to eat so much.
Ming Fa giggled and said, ”Our abbot, the handsome father, really cares about the girl's body …” He said that this girl had trained in martial arts and had great abilities. Those who trained in martial arts must eat more. However, this girl came for days straight. Yet, you ate so little … And here I thought you were sick! ”
Bai Xiaoqiao smiled but did not say anything.