Today's ritual in Hanshan Temple ended with a clear sound of wooden fish hitting.

A quarter of an hour later, it was like a kneeling on the cushion of the abbot's meditation room, with his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and the "image of sentient beings" was placed on his right hand.

The wooden sword had no edge, but the evil spirit was awe-inspiring, and Jing Yan, the head of the precepts and courtyard beside him, frowned.

He wanted to ask Ruyi, shortly after he left the temple, how was the murderous aura of the "sentient beings" so strong? Did he commit murderous sins again? How did he leave this long hair?

However, his words turned around several times and he didn't dare to ask.

Over the years, Ru Yi, a man who protects the temple, has lived like a wolf living alone.

The monks love sentient beings no longer, and they still can't help but wonder about a wolf that is kept in the courtyard and cannot understand his mind.

To put it bluntly, even if Jingyan is the head of the precepts, he is a little afraid of him and the "semi-like appearance of sentient beings" around him.

The only person in the entire temple who can treat this alien with a normal mind is Jingyuan Fang.

Jingyuan's abbot is over 70 years old, with a white beard, but his eyes are clear and bright, without any turbidity.

He had just taken off the golden and red cassock used to pray for blessings and put on a simple light gray monk's robe. He looked like a kind and kind old man next door.

He praised, "Ruyi, you are outside and do things well."

Just like bowing your head, calm and silent.

Abbot Jingyuan also said: "Over the years, Duanrong Jun has often had letters with Hanshan Temple, which is not unfamiliar. It is okay to live here with Yunzhongjun for a longer time."

Ru Yi nodded: "Yes. There is another thing."

As he said that, he raised his hand to cover the position of his heart and rubbed it.

...The blue patterns made of jade in the test have been so presumptuous that they are not very obvious during the day. When it comes to night, as soon as you think of Feng Ruyuan, it will be so bright that it can be used as a lamp to illuminate.

As if you put your hand down.

He would not explain this to the abbot in detail, but would only talk to his foster father.

As a result, the last time, he accidentally told Feng Rugu about his thoughts. Ruyi suffered a great loss, but calmed down and decided to hide this matter properly in his heart, and not mention it to others. He just waited to find Lin Xuejing and solved the spell.

By then, the name "Feng Rugu" would not cause trouble in his heart all the time.

Abbot Jingyuan stared at his lips carefully: "What?"

Ruyi slightly raised his voice: "Nothing is wrong. Just..."

He didn't say anything anymore, but just disbanded the high ponytail, put it on his shoulders, and gave some advice to Abbot Jingyuan.

Abbot Jingyuan lived to this age, with good teeth, no blurry eyes, and clear mind. It is a blessing for longevity.

The only problem is that his ears are not very good.

Therefore, when communicating with him, I often compress the conversation to a minimum.

Abbot Jingyuan quickly understood his intention, said "Oh" and smiled gently, "Ruyi wants to be re-sorted?"

Seeing that Ruyi took the initiative to mention this matter, Elder Jingyan, who was shutting up, became energetic and sang the Buddha's name.

Ruyi was attracted by his voice and looked at him.

This unemotional glance made the monk who was most majestic in the temple feel faint and said, "Ruyi, you are obsessed with 'appearance'. Any appearance is false. Whether you are slandered will not affect your devotion."

While speaking, Elder Jingyan felt a little joy from the bottom of his heart.

Since Ruyi gave birth to hair, it was more in line with his identity as a "leisure monk"!

The "Laby Master" is not a serious monk. It would be even better if he could cut him apart from Hanshan Temple little by little!

You know, because of his reasons over the years, Hanshan Temple has become famous but has mixed reputations.

It is a place of cultivation that offers a fierce god, which is really unbearable.

Elder Jingyan has always intentionally driven Ruyi away, but the abbot often protects him. In addition, Ruyu is still not completely peaceful today, and there are always evil deeds that are wandering in the devil's way of doing evil. This person has protected Hanshan Temple more than once, but he eliminated evil. When it comes to kindness, he is even more kind to Hanshan Temple.

However, the quiet place of Buddhism cannot tolerate people who are infected with the karma of killing, and cannot let him be a model for the monks.

If you can take this opportunity to send him out smoothly...

Elder Jingyan was thinking about it, but listened to the abbot's words: "Sure."

Elder Jingyan was anxious and turned to look at the abbot and coughed softly.

Then, he realized in despair that the abbot could not hear it.

Abbot Jingyuan pinched the cork Buddhist beads in his hand and continued to say to himself: "Sorting is to say goodbye to the past, forget the past, cut off the three thousand worries, and also cut off the ties of dust. When you were thirteen years old, you went to Hanshan Temple, alone and had no worries. Therefore, I will take the initiative to allow you to enter the temple to slaughter and practice Buddhism. Now you want to slaughter again, please ask your heart, can you allow you to slaughter again?"

As if silent.

Abbot Jingyuan smiled tolerantly: "Go back and think about this question. Don't rush to answer."

Just as I covered up the blue pattern on my chest, I was suspicious that the abbot's pair of reading the world, but still had clear eyes as clear as water, which had penetrated his monk's robe and saw his heart.

He stood up and said goodbye.

After he left, Jing Yan said regretfully: "Abbot!"

Jingyuan Abbot slowly said: "Hmm?"

Jingyan: "From ten years ago, he has never lost all the worldly connections in his body! He worships and serves the Buddha, not because he sincerely respects the Buddha, but because he wants to pray for his adopted father!"

The worldly affairs of the world grew in his heart, and could not be cut off or erased. Since ten years ago, the weeds and turnips in his heart have not been removed, but have grown into a towering tree.

"Not busy, no busy." Jingyuan Abbot said softly, "Let him make his own decision."

Jingyan was afraid of Ruyi and said anxiously: "What should he do if he still plans to stay in Hanshan Temple?"

Abbot Jingyuan said, "Then let's stay. Ruyi is a kind-hearted boy. His heart is very soft, but he just refuses to show it to others."

Jingyan also wanted to convince the abbot of Jingyuan: "Abbot, you--"

Abbot Jingyuan simply turned his back and shook his head childishly and said, "I can't hear, I can't hear."

Jingyan: "..."

He sighed deeply.

Forget it, Amitabha.

...

If you tie your hair up again and look at a nearby stream, you will find that your long hair is really not compatible with the monk's robe. Your appearance is incompatible with the temple rules, and it will inevitably set a bad example for those lay disciples.

Thinking of this, he found a secluded place, changed from a monk's robe, put on a loose plainclothes, and then walked towards his quiet and distant monk's house. While walking, he thought that Feng Rugu's spoiled person must have been clamoring to taste the vegetarian dishes when he arrived at Hanshan Temple.

I will never indulge him. I will only make two or three special vegetarian dishes, but he will not satisfy any other requirements.

Thinking of this, he turned around a flower bush but stopped.

...He saw Feng Rugu holding the cat, and the young master wearing a mysterious sword in front of him, with anger hidden in his eyes.

...

Feng Rugu had two or three grass leaves hanging on his hair, and his cheeks were slightly sweating. When he bent down and called "Mimi", his hair was scraped off by a shrub and hung on his temples.

Compared to the clever and energetic, Liu Yuanqiong, his appearance was messy.

But Feng Rugu was not ashamed of himself at all.

Even if I have nothing and have the face to do so, I will still win.

Feng Rugu held the little gray cat and greeted him generously: "Thank you, you're fine."

After saying that, Feng Rugu thought about it, but there was no greeting to him. He weighed the kitten in his arms, for fear that it would take a gap and run away again, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Liu Yuanqiong said in the back, "The nobleman Yunzhongjun forgot about things, I'm afraid he doesn't remember who I am, right?"

Feng Rugu turned around strangely: "Aren't you Liu Yuanqiong?"

"I thought Yun Zhongjun would pretend to be stupid."

Liu Yuanqiong smiled, revealing a mouthful of white and beautiful teeth.

He took a step forward: "Since Yun Zhongjun happened to come to the temple, why not go and pour incense on my brother?"

This sentence reminded Feng Rugu, and made him realize: "Ah. It's for seven days to preach..."

Liu Yuanqiong nodded: "My brother's blessing is at Hanshan Temple."

Feng Rugu said, "That's great. I wish you a good place to reach the Pure Land soon, travel to the West, and be reincarnated as soon as possible."

Liu Yuanqiong: “…”

Ruyi, who was listening: "..."

Feng Rugu was holding the cat and was about to leave again. Liu Yuanqiong flashed in front of him, and Hengjian stopped him, his tone was not very good: "...Stop!"

Feng Rugu looked at him with interest: "Why are you holding this fire stick in front of me?"

Recognizing Feng Rugu's mocking eyes, Liu Yuanqiong was instinctively afraid and took the sword back three points.

Playing a sword in front of Feng Rugu is indeed a bit of a show of awesomeness.

Even though Taoist door doesn't like the existence of sealing the same, it has to pinch its nose and recognize this fact.

After realizing his avoidance and retreat, Liu Yuanqiong's heart arose again, and his little face was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of frost: "Don't pretend to be stupid in the past."
To be continued...