Chapter: 252
The little monk pushed away my hand that was holding him, and then slowly walked to the corner and squatted down.
He gradually stopped crying, but the tears in his eyes continued to flow down.
I came to him and said, "Are you afraid that they will retaliate against you again? I can help you to tell your master, and if it doesn't work, I can go and tell the abbot of your monastery that he will definitely not. will stand by and watch."
"My master is the abbot of the monastery," said the little monk.
"It's better this way, I'll go tell your master directly." I said.
"It's useless, it's useless..." The little monk leaned against the corner, his voice was both sad and fearful.
"How can it be of no use? I believe that the abbot of Lingyin Temple will definitely not sit idly by, and he is also your master." I said, I believe that in Lingyin Temple, the people just now are just an example. It's just a few grains of mouse shit. In the whole temple, most of the monks should be good monks with good conduct.
"Master has been in retreat for two years and has not come out. Now the first master is in charge of the overall situation of the temple." The little monk whispered.
"Then I'll go talk to the boss and let him help you." I said without hesitation.
"The first uncle is their master..." the little monk said.
Hearing this, I was slightly taken aback.
Immediately after that, the little monk continued to cry and said: "The first master will not believe me at all. If I say it, they will intensify it. I said it once before, and not only was the first master scolded again, but after my brother found out. , I was supposed to pay 100 yuan a day for filial piety, but it has risen to 200 yuan... Although you have taught them a lesson, they will still vent their anger on me. In the future, the amount of my filial piety may rise to 300 yuan... …”
I frowned, I'm afraid I'm thinking too simple, where there are people there will be disputes, and Lingyin Temple is no exception.
"How can this make me live? I can't afford 300 yuan a day! The living expenses paid by the monastery every month are only 2,000! But I really can't give them the 2,000 yuan! My family is poor, and my mother has leukemia. , that 2,000 yuan is my mother's life-saving money!" The little monk cried again when he spoke of his sadness.
Hearing his words, my nose was sore. He asked me for money this morning. I thought it was because he was greedy for money and read Buddhist scriptures into the dog's stomach.
At this time, I remembered what happened last time, and asked softly: "Then you went to Changbai Mountain last time because..."
"I overheard the brothers say that there is a treasure vein in Changbai Mountain, and there are countless treasures in the treasure vein. I thought that if I was lucky and found a few treasures and exchanged them for money, I could cure my mother's illness. So I violated the monastery's rules and went to Changbai Mountain, but how can I know that the treasure vein is not something I can get."
The little monk continued to speak aggrieved.
After listening to what the little monk said, I sighed, patted his back, and said, "How much does your mother need for treatment?"
"The doctor said at least 150,000..." The little monk said desperately.
After hesitating for a while, I took out a bank card in my pocket, handed it to the little monk, and said, "There are more than a hundred thousand in this card. You can use it to treat your mother first."
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but immediately his head shook like a rattle, and he said, "No, I can't accept it! It's too much!"
I smiled and said, "Just think that I borrowed it from you. In the future, the temple will give you living expenses, and you can return it to me slowly."
When the little monk heard this, he didn't refuse again, but he didn't take the bank card from me either.
Without waiting for him to speak, I shoved the bank card into the little monk's hand.
"Take it, it's important to save your mother's life." I said, this bank card is the money that my senior brother Jiang Nan gave me. Although I only have this money left, as long as I have bad luck, I will be able to It is very easy to help people to see Feng Shui and exorcise evil spirits. It is very easy to make money.
But the little monk is not. I can see that he is at most half a member of the metaphysics world. He only knows some things in the metaphysics world, but he has no ability to surpass ordinary people. He wants to make more than ten in a short period of time. Well, it's still more difficult.
I have a predestined relationship with this little monk, and I will try my best to help.
Unexpectedly, the little monk who took the bank card knelt down directly at me.
The little monk is a Buddhist. In this place of Zen, I can't bear his kneeling. I hurriedly wanted to help him up.
However, his little face was extremely stubborn, and he kowtowed three times to me.
"The kindness of the benefactor, the little monk will repay the tenth generation!" The little monk's voice was very firm.
"Don't don't don't, it's only a hundred thousand, it's just a small favor, and the tenth repayment is too exaggerated." I swallowed, I know that Buddhism is the most important thing about gratitude and repayment, but the tenth retribution said by the little monk, It must have been a bit too much.
The meaning of the tenth generation is very simple, that is, the little monk will use his ten lifetimes to repay my kindness.
"As long as I can save my mother, let alone ten lifetimes, even if it is a hundred or a thousand lifetimes, the little monk will not be able to repay the kindness of the benefactor." The little monk wiped the tears on his face and said seriously.
"Okay, okay, take the money first and save your mother." I had to reply, after a while, I took out a few talismans from my pocket and handed them to the little monk, saying, "These talismans, you Take it too."
"What is this?" the little monk asked curiously.
"If those rubbish bully you again, throw one at them," I said.
The little monk seemed to understand, and he shook his head again and refused: "I can't accept this. If the first uncle knows that I use things from the outside to deal with my senior brother, I will be locked in the Black Buddha Cave!"
I thought about it, Buddhism's rules are very strict, I don't do bad things with good intentions.
Finally, I put away these talismans and said, "Alright then, be careful yourself, if you can't beat it, run away."
Anyway, I still have to stay here for a few days. In this case, I will see if I can help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and directly help the little monk to solve the few Buddhist garbage.
"Donor, are you looking for me for Senior Brother Fang Guang's business?"
The little monk asked me at this time.
I nodded, without concealing anything, and said, "Yes, I couldn't find the Master Fang Guang you mentioned in Leifeng Pagoda, but I found Xu Shiguang with the same common name as Master Fang Guang, so I came here to find you to understand the light below. Master's specific information."
"I know very little about Senior Brother Fang Guang. What I said in the morning is actually all I know." The little monk said. I have some regrets. If the path of the little monk does not work, it is basically impossible to get the information of Master Fang Guang from Lingyin Temple.
Am I only able to go to Senior Brother Jiang for help?
Just when I was lost, the little monk suddenly said again: "However, if the donor wants to get the message of Master Fang Guang, I know there is a place!"
"Where is it?" I came to the spirit.
"In the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion of Lingyin Temple! There is a book with a golden pen in it. It is a book dedicated to recording the history of the temple. The major events that happen every year will be recorded in it, as well as the information of the disciples of the temple. The thing about Senior Brother Fang Guang must be Yes!" the little monk affirmed.
My eyes lit up.
But after a while, I calmed down and said, "You will not be punished for revealing this information to me, right?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I will take you to see the golden pen, and we will leave, no one will know." There was a trace of fear in the little monk's eyes, but after a while, the little monk suppressed the fear in his eyes.
"it is good!"
I pondered for a while, and felt that what the little monk said made sense. When the time comes, I will go to Lingyin Temple to read the golden pen and leave. I will not know it, and no one will find out!
"The Book Collection Pavilion is guarded by another uncle before nine o'clock. We can go after nine o'clock." The little monk gave a plan.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." I said.
Afterwards, the little monk and I waited until 9:30, and then went directly to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in Lingyin Temple.
Taking advantage of this time, I also learned more about the little monk.
The little monk's Dharma name is Shenzang, he is only sixteen years old, and he came to Lingyin Temple three years ago.
I am also a little curious about his legal name, although I don't understand what his legal name means, but when I hear it, I feel very domineering.
The little monk just told me that it was taken by his master, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Immediately afterwards, the little monk Shenzang took me to an attic and said:
"Master Chen, it's here!" JrNovels.com
He gradually stopped crying, but the tears in his eyes continued to flow down.
I came to him and said, "Are you afraid that they will retaliate against you again? I can help you to tell your master, and if it doesn't work, I can go and tell the abbot of your monastery that he will definitely not. will stand by and watch."
"My master is the abbot of the monastery," said the little monk.
"It's better this way, I'll go tell your master directly." I said.
"It's useless, it's useless..." The little monk leaned against the corner, his voice was both sad and fearful.
"How can it be of no use? I believe that the abbot of Lingyin Temple will definitely not sit idly by, and he is also your master." I said, I believe that in Lingyin Temple, the people just now are just an example. It's just a few grains of mouse shit. In the whole temple, most of the monks should be good monks with good conduct.
"Master has been in retreat for two years and has not come out. Now the first master is in charge of the overall situation of the temple." The little monk whispered.
"Then I'll go talk to the boss and let him help you." I said without hesitation.
"The first uncle is their master..." the little monk said.
Hearing this, I was slightly taken aback.
Immediately after that, the little monk continued to cry and said: "The first master will not believe me at all. If I say it, they will intensify it. I said it once before, and not only was the first master scolded again, but after my brother found out. , I was supposed to pay 100 yuan a day for filial piety, but it has risen to 200 yuan... Although you have taught them a lesson, they will still vent their anger on me. In the future, the amount of my filial piety may rise to 300 yuan... …”
I frowned, I'm afraid I'm thinking too simple, where there are people there will be disputes, and Lingyin Temple is no exception.
"How can this make me live? I can't afford 300 yuan a day! The living expenses paid by the monastery every month are only 2,000! But I really can't give them the 2,000 yuan! My family is poor, and my mother has leukemia. , that 2,000 yuan is my mother's life-saving money!" The little monk cried again when he spoke of his sadness.
Hearing his words, my nose was sore. He asked me for money this morning. I thought it was because he was greedy for money and read Buddhist scriptures into the dog's stomach.
At this time, I remembered what happened last time, and asked softly: "Then you went to Changbai Mountain last time because..."
"I overheard the brothers say that there is a treasure vein in Changbai Mountain, and there are countless treasures in the treasure vein. I thought that if I was lucky and found a few treasures and exchanged them for money, I could cure my mother's illness. So I violated the monastery's rules and went to Changbai Mountain, but how can I know that the treasure vein is not something I can get."
The little monk continued to speak aggrieved.
After listening to what the little monk said, I sighed, patted his back, and said, "How much does your mother need for treatment?"
"The doctor said at least 150,000..." The little monk said desperately.
After hesitating for a while, I took out a bank card in my pocket, handed it to the little monk, and said, "There are more than a hundred thousand in this card. You can use it to treat your mother first."
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but immediately his head shook like a rattle, and he said, "No, I can't accept it! It's too much!"
I smiled and said, "Just think that I borrowed it from you. In the future, the temple will give you living expenses, and you can return it to me slowly."
When the little monk heard this, he didn't refuse again, but he didn't take the bank card from me either.
Without waiting for him to speak, I shoved the bank card into the little monk's hand.
"Take it, it's important to save your mother's life." I said, this bank card is the money that my senior brother Jiang Nan gave me. Although I only have this money left, as long as I have bad luck, I will be able to It is very easy to help people to see Feng Shui and exorcise evil spirits. It is very easy to make money.
But the little monk is not. I can see that he is at most half a member of the metaphysics world. He only knows some things in the metaphysics world, but he has no ability to surpass ordinary people. He wants to make more than ten in a short period of time. Well, it's still more difficult.
I have a predestined relationship with this little monk, and I will try my best to help.
Unexpectedly, the little monk who took the bank card knelt down directly at me.
The little monk is a Buddhist. In this place of Zen, I can't bear his kneeling. I hurriedly wanted to help him up.
However, his little face was extremely stubborn, and he kowtowed three times to me.
"The kindness of the benefactor, the little monk will repay the tenth generation!" The little monk's voice was very firm.
"Don't don't don't, it's only a hundred thousand, it's just a small favor, and the tenth repayment is too exaggerated." I swallowed, I know that Buddhism is the most important thing about gratitude and repayment, but the tenth retribution said by the little monk, It must have been a bit too much.
The meaning of the tenth generation is very simple, that is, the little monk will use his ten lifetimes to repay my kindness.
"As long as I can save my mother, let alone ten lifetimes, even if it is a hundred or a thousand lifetimes, the little monk will not be able to repay the kindness of the benefactor." The little monk wiped the tears on his face and said seriously.
"Okay, okay, take the money first and save your mother." I had to reply, after a while, I took out a few talismans from my pocket and handed them to the little monk, saying, "These talismans, you Take it too."
"What is this?" the little monk asked curiously.
"If those rubbish bully you again, throw one at them," I said.
The little monk seemed to understand, and he shook his head again and refused: "I can't accept this. If the first uncle knows that I use things from the outside to deal with my senior brother, I will be locked in the Black Buddha Cave!"
I thought about it, Buddhism's rules are very strict, I don't do bad things with good intentions.
Finally, I put away these talismans and said, "Alright then, be careful yourself, if you can't beat it, run away."
Anyway, I still have to stay here for a few days. In this case, I will see if I can help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and directly help the little monk to solve the few Buddhist garbage.
"Donor, are you looking for me for Senior Brother Fang Guang's business?"
The little monk asked me at this time.
I nodded, without concealing anything, and said, "Yes, I couldn't find the Master Fang Guang you mentioned in Leifeng Pagoda, but I found Xu Shiguang with the same common name as Master Fang Guang, so I came here to find you to understand the light below. Master's specific information."
"I know very little about Senior Brother Fang Guang. What I said in the morning is actually all I know." The little monk said. I have some regrets. If the path of the little monk does not work, it is basically impossible to get the information of Master Fang Guang from Lingyin Temple.
Am I only able to go to Senior Brother Jiang for help?
Just when I was lost, the little monk suddenly said again: "However, if the donor wants to get the message of Master Fang Guang, I know there is a place!"
"Where is it?" I came to the spirit.
"In the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion of Lingyin Temple! There is a book with a golden pen in it. It is a book dedicated to recording the history of the temple. The major events that happen every year will be recorded in it, as well as the information of the disciples of the temple. The thing about Senior Brother Fang Guang must be Yes!" the little monk affirmed.
My eyes lit up.
But after a while, I calmed down and said, "You will not be punished for revealing this information to me, right?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I will take you to see the golden pen, and we will leave, no one will know." There was a trace of fear in the little monk's eyes, but after a while, the little monk suppressed the fear in his eyes.
"it is good!"
I pondered for a while, and felt that what the little monk said made sense. When the time comes, I will go to Lingyin Temple to read the golden pen and leave. I will not know it, and no one will find out!
"The Book Collection Pavilion is guarded by another uncle before nine o'clock. We can go after nine o'clock." The little monk gave a plan.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." I said.
Afterwards, the little monk and I waited until 9:30, and then went directly to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in Lingyin Temple.
Taking advantage of this time, I also learned more about the little monk.
The little monk's Dharma name is Shenzang, he is only sixteen years old, and he came to Lingyin Temple three years ago.
I am also a little curious about his legal name, although I don't understand what his legal name means, but when I hear it, I feel very domineering.
The little monk just told me that it was taken by his master, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Immediately afterwards, the little monk Shenzang took me to an attic and said:
"Master Chen, it's here!" JrNovels.com
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