Shaolin monk

A "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism" is not too long, but only more than a thousand words, and the thin booklet was read quickly. Ling Duoduo looked up at Zen Master Zhihui blankly, waiting for his follow-up reaction.

It's not that he really doesn't know how to read, the key is that he doesn't understand the meaning. The arrangement and combination of Chinese characters not only makes people confused about the meaning, but it's like reading a bible, even when reading it, it's extremely convoluted, making people feel tongue spinning.

Zhihui was quite satisfied with him being able to follow him verbatim, and his solemn face did not show any impatience from the beginning to the end, she nodded secretly in her heart, and said calmly: "Can you recite it?" ?”

Faced with this problem, Ling Duoduo really wanted to tell him what it means to encourage seedlings to grow. Only this kind of scriptures, that is, he, an old monster with a steamed bun shell on his back, can be considered to be able to follow along. If he really changed to a three-year-old The child has long been lying on the ground and crying loudly.

However, it is naturally impossible for him to really tell the idiom story to others. First, he pretended to look at the other party with a blank expression, then nodded hesitantly, and said slowly: "I have written down part of it, but there is still a part that I can't remember. .” The words were full of hesitation.

As soon as this sentence was finished, Ling Duoduo did not miss the flash of astonishment in the other party's eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart, so you also know that this task is too difficult, so why bother to ask him?

He noticed that Zen Master Zhihui had a weird temperament, which was different from the talkative Zhishan presiding officer and the hot-tempered wisdom, so he didn't speak, waiting for the other party's reaction.

Zhihui ignored him and turned around to continue sweeping the floor. After a while, she said abruptly, "He who seeks nothing..."

This is one of the sentences in the middle part of the "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism". Ling Duoduo understood that the other party was trying to test himself, and said, "Those who seek nothing will be fascinated by the world, and they will be greedy everywhere. It is called seeking."

"Tan Shi is Er, so is Yuwu." Zhihui said again.

This is the last content. Ling Duoduo pondered for a while, pretending to be thinking, and then he continued after a short pause: "In order to get rid of delusions, practice the six perfections, but do nothing, which is called Dharma practice."

These words are combined together, and he really doesn't understand what they mean, but when he reads, he takes apart the words and sentences and memorizes them one by one.Those who say, "If you read the book a hundred times, its meaning will emerge from itself," should really read the Buddhist scriptures over and over ten thousand times to see if they can understand the meaning.

Zhihui continued to sweep the floor, but occasionally asked him a few words out of the blue. Ling Duoduo deliberately concealed his clumsiness, and answered most of the answers. The other small part either pretended not to remember, or made a few wrong answers on purpose.

The sound of the bell for lunch in Shaolin Temple sounded. Ling Duoduo was drowsy holding the "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism".

Zhihui walked up to him, stretched out a skinny finger and lightly touched his forehead, and said without obvious emotion: "Let's go."

This means to chase someone away, and in vernacular it means "get out", Ling Duoduo didn't delay, got off the futon, bowed to him, returned the Buddhist scriptures with both hands, and left obediently.

Although it can be said that the whole morning was spent in a daze, and there was not much gain, Ling Duoduo understood that this was a potential investment. Although Zhihui was not responsible for martial arts, she was a character with a story. If he gets his approval, then his future actions in the Sutra Pavilion will benefit greatly.

After thinking about it, Ling Duoduo couldn't help laughing at himself. He felt that some of his needs were being profited. It was only a morning, and it was a bit too powerful to care about these things.

However, this kind of thinking from an absolutely rational point of view, analyzing the gains and losses of a matter is the habit he has persisted in for hundreds of years. The way of thinking has been fixed and it is difficult to change. He shook his head secretly, I ran back to Foxin Xiaozhu to have lunch.

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Ling Duoduo did not go to the Buddhist scripture pavilion that afternoon, but went to the Plum Blossom Resort, in vain attempt to find Mrs. Wumei, and begged her to explain the meaning of the "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism".

As a result, when he arrived at the Plum Blossom Resort, he did not see Mrs. Wumei. Ling Xiaoxiao told him that Mrs. Wumei was called by several Shaolin monks to Shaolin Temple to discuss matters.

Recently, Wumei, Zhishan and several other elders have been in a hurry, and the only person in charge who has time to appear frequently in Shaolin Temple is Zhizhi. Ling Duoduo smelled something unusual from it. The conflict between Shaolin and Wudang is not over yet, on the contrary, it tends to intensify.

Although Wumei wasn't there, Ling Duoduo didn't leave immediately, and he was at peace when he came. Since he went to Shaolin Temple, he was able to meet his sister every morning when he ran in the morning. The two of them didn't have a good talk for more than ten days. It's over.

After living for four lifetimes with only one younger sister, and one single seedling in three thousand hectares of land, Ling Duoduo intended to cultivate a relationship with Ling Xiaoxiao, and asked kindly, "What has Xiaoxiao been doing recently?"

Ling Xiaoxiao was smiling at him with nostalgia at first, but after hearing this sentence, she became inexplicably nervous, her expression was extremely unnatural, she shook her head as if nothing had happened, and said, "No, I'm not doing anything, I'm learning to meditate with my master..."

The little girl couldn't even tell a lie. It was a lie at first glance. Ling Duoduo showed a harmless smile, tilted his head to look at her, but suddenly lowered his voice, and the rising ending sounded a little teasing: "Little Xiao happily told me five days ago that he has finished learning the essentials of meditation and is about to enter the next session..."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him with big watery eyes blinking, touched the back of her head in embarrassment, and told the truth obediently: "Actually, the master taught me to distinguish herbs."

Ling Duoduo thought about it, but she didn't think there was anything shameful about it, and she didn't understand why she lied: "Then why didn't Xiaoxiao tell brother the truth just now?"

Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her thin lips and stopped talking. She glanced left and right, suddenly became excited, looked into the distance and shouted: "Master is back!"

Ling Duoduo turned his head to look over, and sure enough, Mrs. Wumei was walking on the mountain road alone.

She was just walking on foot, and when she saw two children waving in this direction in the distance, she moved her lips but failed to smile, and felt that her waving back was not very dignified, so she simply practiced lightness kung fu, a few ups and downs I came to the plum tree in the plum blossom resort: "Are you here?"

"I have met the teacher." Ling Duoduo performed a standard Buddhist salute.

"Are you here to play with Xiaoxiao? There is no homework in Shaolin Temple this afternoon?" Wumei asked. In the past, Ling Duoduo came to the Plum Blossom Resort in the morning, and this was the first time he came here in the afternoon.

Ling Duoduo nodded and said: "Yes, Senior Brother San Chi who taught us homework has a bad throat, and Senior Brother San Jie seems to have caught a cold too. We won't be training us for the time being today."

He actually came to ask Wumei to explain the Buddhist scriptures to him, but seeing that Wumei's expression was not very good, it was obvious that she had other worries, so he didn't mention it.

After hearing this, Wumei frowned slightly, as if she was not satisfied with the answer, she pondered for a while and said, "In this troubled time, Junior Brother Zhizhi is in charge of all affairs in the temple alone, so it is inevitable that you will be left alone."

Ling Duoduo looked up at her quickly, and asked, "Master, what do you mean by troubled times?"

Wu Mei lowered her eyes and said: "It's nothing, I have nothing to do today, let's see how you practice the Zama step?"

This was intentionally diverting his attention, Ling Duoduo pretended not to know, nodded excitedly and said: "Okay!" Immediately, he separated his legs, lowered his buttocks, and put on a posture.

Wumei walked around him, saw that his posture was extremely standard, and he didn't mean to be lazy, she was quite satisfied, she nodded her approval and said: "Yes, you can stand for a while——If you don't have homework in Shaolin in the future, you Just come to my plum blossom resort, and I will urge you to make progress."

Ling Duoduo looked hesitant, watching her hesitate to speak.

Wumei asked, "But you don't want to?"

"Of course not, the master is willing to teach me, the disciple's blessing," Ling Duoduo first sent a flattery, the child's voice was soft and soft, which sounded very comfortable, "It's just that the master let the disciple Go to the Sutra Pavilion from time to time to study diligently and listen to Master Zhihui's teachings."

Shaolin disciples have their own masters, but lay disciples all recognize Zhishan as their master. This is an unwritten rule, and it is also different from Ling Duoduo's memories of Shaolin in his last two lives.

Ling Duoduo called Zhishan his master. He should have called Zhishan's senior sister, Wumei, his uncle, and called himself his nephew. disciple".

Wumei was obviously taken aback after hearing this, and after pondering for a while, Fang said, "Did you say that?"

"Yes." Ling Duoduo took a look at her expression, obediently took the initiative to briefly talk about the fact that he was caught by Zhishan after secretly practicing martial arts, and also talked about what he saw and heard in the Buddhist scripture pavilion this morning.

Finally, he showed a bit of complaining expression, puffed his cheeks and said: "I don't even know the words, how can I understand the profound meaning of those Buddhist scriptures? But seeing that Master Zhihui is busy, don't disturb him without authorization."

"Senior brother has a strange temperament. He has devoted himself to the study of Buddhist scriptures and has never had any contact with us juniors. You are doing the right thing not to disturb him casually." Wu Mei first stated that Zhihui was really difficult to get along with, and immediately Speaking of the point, "He didn't even pay attention to us going, but he would teach you to recite Buddhist scriptures, which is really strange."

Ling Duoduo pretended not to hear what she said behind, but instead grabbed the front part and asked: "Since Master Zhihui is the senior brother of the master and the master, why is he sent to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to do some cleaning?" Work? To my disciples, it looks like my master is the only one cleaning the Sutra Pavilion."

Wumei shook her head and said, "Do we want to do this? It's just that the senior brother is obsessed with books and is willing to spend his whole life with Buddhist scriptures as a companion, and he doesn't want people to interfere in the affairs of the Sutra Pavilion."

Although she couldn't understand why Zhihui, who had always ignored anyone, would give Ling Duoduo the green eyes, but Zhihui had been in the library since he was a child, and he was not responsible for martial arts, and he would not be malicious to a three-year-old child.

Wumei didn't think about it any more, instead she looked at Ling Duoduo with interest: "You can actually play the Chaoyang Fist, show me a trick?"