daily life of buddhism

Before it got dark, Yan Yi came back.

An Yiyuan said hello, and continued to look at the products shared by Bian Xiao in Moments.Since most products only have one photo and the image is not specific enough, the identification technique often fails. Fortunately, these products are equipped with simple text descriptions. If you need a more detailed introduction, just poke Bian Xiao.

Compared with the similar products sold by merchants on the official website, An Yiyuan found that Bian Xiao’s quotations were quite conscientious, and there were always some unique things. It was also indicated that the goods were in short supply and could not be replenished in the future... After An Yiyuan’s observation, there was Instead of guessing, "Are these accidental products?"

Bian Xiao replied slowly, "Yes. My group of bastard brothers came up with it on a whim. Let me emphasize that they didn't plan to do this."

An Yiyuan expressed his understanding.

Isn't gunpowder also accidentally produced during alchemy?

An Yiyuan was happily flipping through the product list, Yan Yi moved over and nestled on the bench, feeling a little sluggish, "I didn't get a single reporter..."

The boy sighed.

The expression didn't match his round face.

An Yiyuan: "Who did you invite?"

Yan Yi propped his chin up, this action made his face more round, and said sullenly: "No one. The people I met today don't look like they can become a reporter."

"..."

An Yiyuan originally wanted to ask himself how he looked like a reporter, but then thought of his life that was obviously more colorful than before in the past one and a half months, so he swallowed the question back.Thinking about it carefully, the matter of the red boy was quite suitable to be published in the newspaper, at least it could occupy a small page, but it is a pity that it is no longer "news".

Speaking of Red Boys...

An Yiyuan always felt that something was overlooked, but he couldn't remember it, so he had to let it go.

If Xiao Qi was wearing red clothes before, An Yiyuan might have realized something, but unfortunately when the two met, Xiao Qi had already changed into a golden Taoist robe of the same color as the scales.

The truth brushes past.

Looking at the little friend with bulging cheeks, the word "cute" rose from the bottom of his heart, An Yiyuan couldn't help but poked the bulging cheeks, as natural as possible, and then said solemnly: "Yan Yi, follow me!" The "Bagua Weekly" was established because of lack of money, right?"

"Yes." Yan Yi straightened his face.

"Aren't you a talisman repairer? Why don't you sell talismans?" According to the sharing I saw in Moments, my friend's talisman paintings seem to be pretty good.

"Many monks can draw the talismans I can draw...the competition is too fierce, and there are no guests."

"..." An Yiyuan pointed to himself.

Yan Yi looked at him for a long time before jumping up abruptly, unable to articulate his words with excitement, "Senior An, you, you mean...do you want to buy it?"

"If the quality of your talisman passes the test."

"Of course pass!"

"What symbols do you have?"

"In addition to what Master gave, there are basically all of them. Does Senior An want to buy a lot?" Seeing An Yiyuan nodding, Yan Yi's face was glowing, and he said excitedly, "I'll sort it out, right, I have to ask first." Can master sell..." Yan Yi couldn't wait to run to the room.

Is the finishing process confidential?

Although I really want to think this way, but the picture that came out of my brain is Yan Yi taking out the talismans one by one and sorting them out on the bed...

Always thought this was the truth.

An Yiyuan looked at Bian Xiao's circle of friends for a while, Yan Yi jumped over again, his eyes brightened, "Cleaning up is very troublesome, I will look for you tomorrow morning, Senior An."

"no problem."

"One more thing..." Yan Yi gestured, "I went to Liuliu during the day, and found that the guest room in Fahua Temple is in a bamboo forest, and the scenery is not as good as ours. When I came back, I couldn't find the way. I found a disciple of Zhaoyao Mountain, and he said that this is the private residence of Fellow Daoist Minghe."

Yan Yi didn't quite understand, "We were able to move in because of the misunderstanding in the morning?"

An Yiyuan: "Probably not all."

Yan Yi: "?"

An Yiyuan said calmly: "Minghe Daoist added me on WeChat just now, and recommended me to download a Zhaoyaoshan Mall app. If I guessed correctly, we who live here are the customers that Minghe Daoist attracted by default. Part of all the consumption in the store is counted as his commission."

Yan Yi: "Really?!"

An Yiyuan bowed his head and typed, raised his head half a minute later, "Yes, I've confirmed it, really." He asked him directly, quickly and efficiently.

Yan Yi opened his eyes wide, "Why?!"

This time it was An Yiyuan's turn to be puzzled, "What kind?"

For the well-informed rich second-generation young master, this is a very normal thing, and the society he is familiar with is originally like this; but for the monk who has lived for more than 100 years and is still like a child, this situation can be regarded as as a kind of betrayal.

Yan Yi lowered his head, his tone was a little sad, "Is this the world of adults?"

An Yiyuan: "???"

Yan Yi said sullenly: "Master said, with my aptitude, I should have hit the fourth rank long ago, but my state of mind can't keep up, so I have to experience in the world." Yan Yi grabbed a pillow and hugged him in his arms, "The exercises I practiced Special, ever since I realized that only by cultivating to the fourth rank can I continue to grow up, I have made no progress."

Very contradictory.

The reason why the cultivation base can't reach the fourth rank is precisely because he misses the fourth rank... If he can't let go of it every day, he will get stuck in the bottleneck every day.

To use a simple analogy, this is like a man chasing a woman, the woman asks what you like about me and I will change it, and the man says I like you and don't like me, there is no solution.

An Yiyuan patted Yan Yi's shoulder sympathetically.

Yan Yi shrank into a ball pitifully, and An Yiyuan thought of his own ball again, but that was a typical case of contentment and happiness, different from Yan Yi's entangled situation. "Why don't you read some Buddhist scriptures?" An Yiyuan suggested, "I don't know if it will be useful, but the Buddha's teaching of letting go of obsessions may have some effect."

"Ah."

After talking to his friends, Yan Yi seemed to be in better spirits, "I'm going to sort out the talismans, see you tomorrow, Senior An!"

"See you tomorrow."

In the lake, there was the sound of splashing water.

The night was dark.

An Yiyuan turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone slowly, walked on the bridge, and found the little koi easily.Xiaoqi, whose whole body is golden, swims in the lake under the moonlight, and her scales are shining with a soft glow. Compared with the daytime, it is a different kind of beauty.An Yiyuan suddenly understood why so many people raised koi for viewing.

It is indeed pleasing to the eye.

"What's the matter, Xiao Qi?"

With Yan Yi around, Xiao Qi's voice was very soft, "I want to go back to my room to sleep. Where's the fish tank?"

Deja Vu.

When Xiao Qi lowered his voice, and the clarity that belonged to boys was no longer so obvious, replaced by immature indiscrimination between men and women, something flashed through An Yiyuan's mind, but he didn't have time to grasp it.

Back then, the man in red blurred his appearance, which was indeed very prescient.

Although there are still flaws, An Yiyuan is not the kind of very sensitive person, at least not to the point where he can recognize a person just by his voice or figure, and his personality...has nothing to do with the bottom line.

This night, both Xiao Qi and the owner slept in the bedroom, and Xiao Qi swam a few times in the small fish tank - of course, this place is not as good as the lake, but if he doesn’t look at the owner at night, he always feels that something is wrong .

The next day.

Yan Yi happily called the door, and pulled An Yiyuan to his room. An Yiyuan, who had just finished washing, looked at the various talismans neatly placed on Yan Yi's bed, wiped his face, and felt that his intuition was quite accurate. "Didn't sleep last night?"

"Meditating." Yan Yi replied casually, his mind was on the small money, full of motivation, "Senior An, let me explain to you."

Talismans are very complete.

The talismans that An Yiyuan has never heard of are all here, the third grade and below are all painted by Yan Yi--the same as the same cultivation level, the talismans are also divided into nine grades, and the third grade and above are the masterpieces of the respected grandfather. What is surprising is that the number of the two is almost the same, which shows that the respected grandfather loves his disciples.

Remember Yan Yi said that their lineage is a single pass?

Not to mention the breath-containing talisman that hides the breath, but the god-walking talisman, which is a proper seventh-grade running artifact, is in it... It is easy to guess the cultivation level of the person who drew the talisman. An Yiyuan is a bit clever, "Your master Do you know you're going to sell them?"

Yan Yi nodded, "I know. We discussed the pricing for half the night."

An Yiyuan: "..."

Theoretically speaking, except for emergencies, talisman repairers would not draw talismans beyond their realm... The respected old man is a seventh-rank monk?Such down-to-earth seniors are really rare...

Suddenly thought of sweeping monk.

Not to be missed while passing by, An Yiyuan made a selection, paid with one hand and delivered the goods, leaving behind Yan Yi who was shocked by the tens of millions of dollars and suspected that his life was stupid, and Shi Shiran went back to the room to have breakfast.The breakfast was brought by Minghe, apologizing for the commission.

Although An Yiyuan didn't think there was anything to apologize for.

"Friend Daoist An is really... transparent."

"Mummy."

Minghe is still the thoughtful and considerate Minghe, not only An Yiyuan and Yan Yi's breakfast is brought, but also Xiaoqi's. Minghe is a professional in building favorability.Since the local snake was here, An Yiyuan seized the opportunity to inquire about the news, "Minghe Daoist, do you know where I can buy spirit beasts?"

There are no shops and stalls for spirit beasts in Fangshi.

"Of course. But it's not for sale, it's for adoption." Minghe smiled, his expression as gentle as his voice, "If fellow Daoist An doesn't mind, can I let the poor Daoist go with me?"

"I can't ask for it."

Xiaoqi spat out a string of bubbles, looked at the owner eagerly, subtext: take me.

The owner wants to bring a new spirit beast home, how can he not check it!Xiaoqi thought unhappily: It can't be a cat... No, it's not good to be anything else, why is the owner so bothered.

Ugh.

I don't think there's anything wrong with the concept of "raising new spirit beasts = flower hearts".

The Spirit Beast Adoption Office is in a corner of Fang City, the location is relatively remote, and it is easy to be overlooked.Walking along the narrow alley, you will suddenly see an open view, the antique pavilions occupy the field of vision, and the plaque reads "Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion".

Minghe went upstairs with a man and a fish, and explained: "The first few floors are all the spirit beasts subdued by the disciples of our sect. Only those who join the sect can adopt them. There is no limit to the ones sent by the Ninth Office."

An Yiyuan noticed that there was a label pasted in front of each spirit beast's area, with a brief introduction of the spirit beast and some conditions for adoption. The requirements were so strict that many casual cultivators might not be able to afford them.

A little nervous.

But life did not completely abandon him. Among the spirit beasts sent by Nine Places, An Yiyuan found one that he could raise, and it was a familiar beast—a big tiger from Lingyun City Wildlife Park.

Xiao Qi: Another cat! ! !