The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing tidied up the hay, turned off the flashlight, and went to sleep with his clothes on.

Although the firewood room is narrow and the windows are extremely small, but fortunately the top of the mountain is not stuffy, and Ye Zhibing feels fine when he sleeps on the hay.

I didn't have dinner at night, but I drank some wine and ate a lot of food at noon, so Ye Zhibing doesn't feel hungry right now.

The mountain wind howled, blowing in from the hole in the firewood house, and brought many strange sounds.

Some are like wolves, some are like foxes, some are like owls...

Ye Zhibing smiled wryly, the night in the mountains is really interesting, the animals are having a meeting.

Thinking of getting up early and going down the mountain tomorrow, Ye Zhibing forced himself to sleep quickly.

But sleep is such a thing, the more you want to fall asleep, the more you can't fall asleep.

Ye Zhibing tossed and tossed for a long time, but his brain was still extremely clear, even the slightest sound could be detected by him.

After a long time, Ye Zhibing heard footsteps outside.

Could it be that the teacher came to check the room?
Ye Zhibing became nervous and listened carefully, thinking about how to deal with this stubborn teacher.

It is self-evident that the teacher has a prejudice against him.

And the teacher is an old man, Ye Zhibing can't rely on his strength to compete with the teacher, but to be reasonable, the teacher and him are not on the same channel, they are purely chatting with each other, and they look at each other out of tune.

Footsteps came to the door of the firewood room, but there was no roar from the teacher that Ye Zhibing had expected.

Instead, it was Jingru's slight call: "Brother, are you inside?"

Ye Zhibing frowned, if Jing was not injured, how did she get here.

But Jingru had already arrived at the door, Ye Zhibing couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.

So Ye Zhibing got up and went to the door, and replied in a low voice, "Master Jingru, I'm inside."

Jingru said happily: "You open the door quickly, I will deliver something to eat."

Ye Zhibing asked cautiously, "Your master didn't come with you?"

"No. I came without telling my master."

When Ye Zhibing heard that the teacher hadn't come, he turned on the flashlight and opened the door to let Jingru in.

It was as quiet as holding a cane in one hand and holding a lunch box in the other.

Seeing Jingru like this, Ye Zhibing figured out how Jingru came to give him something to eat when he was injured.

Looking at Ye Zhibing's expression, Jingru chuckled: "Hurry up and take it, my hands are so sore."

Ye Zhibing suddenly realized, quickly took the lunch box, and apologized to Jingru: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Now Ye Zhibing feels that Jingru is actually quite extroverted. After getting to know him a little better, he is more relaxed and willing to talk and smile.

"Look, what's in there?"

Jing Ru said to Ye Zhibing with a smile.

Ye Zhibing smiled, opened the lid of the lunch box, and saw that there were noodles and two eggs inside.

Seeing the two eggs, Ye Zhibing was taken aback.

He still couldn't help asking his question: "Can you...can you eat eggs?"

Jingru smiled slightly, "Yes. My master said that you can't eat chicken, but eggs are not considered chicken, and you can eat them."

Well, each temple has its own rules, so Ye Zhibing didn't ask further.

"By the way, you give me the noodles, so what are you going to eat?"

"My master made a lot of noodles, and I couldn't finish them all by myself, so I took some for you. If you don't eat enough at night, you will feel hungry and can't sleep. You should eat it while it's hot."

Ye Zhibing felt warm in his heart, "Okay, I'll eat now."

The conditions were limited, and Ye Zhibing didn't pay much attention to it, so he squatted down and started eating noodles.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Ye Zhibing realized something was wrong, how could a person with a leg injury stand and watch him eat noodles, at least let her sit down.

So Ye Zhibing put the lunch box aside, stood up and said to Jingru: "Master Jingru, let me help you sit down on the haystack, your right leg is injured, don't stand for a long time."

Jingru nodded, "Okay."

Ye Zhibing stepped forward to hold Jingru's arm, helped her to the haystack, and let her sit down.

After Jingru sat down, she urged Ye Zhibing to eat the noodles quickly, and don't let the noodles get cold and taste bad.

Ye Zhibing thanked Jingru for his kindness, and turned around to eat the noodles seriously.

He ate very quickly and finished eating the noodles in a while.

Ye Zhibing packed his lunch box, came over and said to Jingru, "I'll take you back, or your master will be angry if he finds out."

Mentioning the master, Jingru began to worry and nodded, "Okay, I'll go back now, so the master won't see it."

Ye Zhibing helped Jingru to the door of the main room, let go of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Jingru turned around and said softly: "By the way, are you thirsty? Why don't I bring you a bowl of water later?"

How could Ye Zhibing be willing to trouble a person with handicapped legs to bring him water?
So I declined, "Master Jingru, I'm not thirsty, you can go back to sleep, don't send it away."

Seeing that Ye Zhibing didn't want her to bring water, Jingru gave up, "Okay, then go to sleep, I've wronged you."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a man, and men don't choose where to sleep."

Jingru also smiled.

Ye Zhibing was afraid that his teacher would find out if he delayed for a long time, so he waved his hands and turned back to the woodshed.

Jingru watched Ye Zhibing walk away with a flashlight, and turned around to push the half-hidden door.

Unexpectedly, before the hand touched the door, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Jingru's heart tightened, did the master find out that he gave food to the savior?
Sure enough, after the door was opened, there was a quiet master standing behind the door, holding a horse lantern in his hand, with a cold expression on his face.

Jingru felt guilty, and quickly bowed her head to admit her mistake: "Master, I was wrong..."

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Jing Ru didn't dare to speak, "I..."

The teacher gave a long sigh, "Hey, I told you that we monks should be as calm as water and focus on practicing the Dharma. Look at you, you just forgot when you turned around, didn't you?"

"Master, don't get me wrong, I just want to thank him for saving my life, nothing else."

The teacher still said earnestly: "You said that you are grateful for his life-saving grace. But the wind starts at the end of Qingping, and once it starts, it will mess up your mind and confuse your mind. How can you inherit my mantle in the future? !"

Jingru heard what the master said so seriously, regardless of her leg injury, she knelt down in front of the master, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, this apprentice knows his mistake, and I will never talk to him again."

The teacher sighed, "Hey, look. If you have a destiny with my Buddha, you will be able to survive the present kalpa. If you don't have a destiny with my Buddha, just let it go."

Jingru said: "Master, I will listen to you and practice the Dharma properly."