[Rat and Cat Derived Gold and White] Double Repair

The guilt in my heart: "Master! Master...Master..." I couldn't say anything except for a word of Master; tears slid down, dripping on the knees of Abbot Wunan.

"Junbao..." Abbot Wunan placed his hand lightly on the black hair of his beloved disciple. When he went away, his head was full of hair, but when he returned, his head was full of love... It's all evil... It's all evil!

"Master... the apprentice was wrong... wrong... wrong from the very beginning... terribly wrong..." Did the green snake harm me, or did I harm my master, or did the green snake harm my master?Everything came too suddenly and too violently, which made him unacceptable but he had to accept it.

"Junbao..." Sure enough, this is really the child given to him by the Buddha, so he was able to wake up in time... At this moment, Abbot Wunan seems to have seen Tianlong Babu come to greet him, and the corners of his wrinkled mouth also showed a strange Although some disciples and grandchildren will inevitably hate, disdain, sarcasm and even disgust Jun Bao, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!Jinshan Temple...sooner or later it will belong to Jun Bao, sooner or later it will belong to him—the Buddha has arranged a situation like this, then these mortals will jump in without hesitation.

The voice of compassion shook Miao Junbao's heart.The once thick voice is so weak... This is my own fault... Miao Junbao lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at his master's kind eyes.

"Junior Brother, this door has not been bolted since you left; Master and we are waiting for you to come back..." Fakong stepped forward to help Miao Junbao: "Let's go in first, do you want Master to be here with you?" Can't you speak?"

Abbot Wunan looked at Fakong who was supporting Junbao, and thought with peace of mind: "The poor monk actually forgot that there is still him, as long as he supports Junbao, even without himself, Junbao can still support..."

Sensing the friendliness of his senior brother, Miao Junbao nodded and silently followed behind his master.When we came to Master's meditation room, only Miao Junbao and Master Wunan were left in the room.Master Wunan choked with sobs and said: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Miao Junbao knelt in front of the master's seat and said: "I hope the master can shave the disciple when I come back this time..."

"My Buddha is merciful..." Master Wunan clasped his palms together and said, "It is rare for you to know your way back. Tomorrow, I will hold a grand ceremony for you as a master. Tonight, you should think carefully. Remember, the door of kindness is easy to open, but it is not for you Your way of escape."

"Disciple understands. Disciple leaves." Looking at the pale master, Miao Junbao couldn't understand why he was able to hit the master at that time.

Miao Junbao returned to his meditation room, saw Fakong who had been waiting for him, and his clear eyes dimmed again in an instant: "Senior brother..."

"Junbao..." Fakong smiled kindly.

"Senior brother, I..."

"Don't get me wrong, the poor monk waited for you to tell you, although it was difficult for us to calm down when we knew that you had hurt the master. But the master just sighed and said, 'teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy'; the master told us all Brother, because of your pure nature and high Buddhist karma, you only care about guiding you to understand the Dharma, but you forgot to teach you the dangers in human nature. It is not your fault that this calamity happened." Fakong said with a smile, looking The younger brother who closed his eyes and regained his previous clarity; finally knew why the master forgave him.Such a perfect aptitude is so easily bewitched by evildoers...

After sending Fakong away, Miao Junbao sat on the bed blankly; Senior Brother Fakong's words kept coming to the back of his mind, "Teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy." Is this the only thing the master said to the apprentice who hurt himself with a palm?So what exactly did I do... for a goblin who wanted to take my essence and destroy my original god...

"Master..." Fakong gently pushed Master Wunan's meditation room away.

"Fakong, you, cough..." A severe cough interrupted Master Wunan's words.

Fakong hurriedly offered the tea to Wunan: "Master, junior brother is not as fragile as we imagined."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Wu Nan wiped away the blood from his lips quietly, and said with a smile, "What? You already talked to Jun Bao?"

"Yes, although the master did not blame the younger brother; but I was worried that the knot in the younger brother's heart would be more difficult to solve... So I told the younger brother exactly what the master said."

Wunan was silent for a long time, then said slowly: "Fakong, do you still remember what Master said to you when you were 15 years old?"

"I remember. After the master brought Jun Bao, who was only five years old, into the gate of the temple for the first time, the master told me that this little junior is the future abbot." Fakong said calmly.

"Are you blaming the master? Obviously, your aptitude is enough to serve as the abbot. But as a teacher..."

Fakong didn't answer Wunan's words, but frowned, and said worriedly: "Master, could it be that your body..."

"Well, tomorrow is the deadline for being a teacher. Originally, the life of a teacher has come to an end, but I am worried that Junbao will..."

"I understand that because of Jun Bao and the Green Snake, the master is worried that the kindness of the younger brother will blame him for the death of the master. But the master..." Fakong looked at Wunan with a choked up voice, all the ups and downs for a while flooded my mind.

"As a teacher, I know that you have been generous and gentle since childhood, so it is unfair to tell you this in advance. But... Junbao will need your support and help in the future. Junbao has relied on you even more than being a teacher since childhood. As a teacher Hope you can……"

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will do his best to support the younger brother."

Looking at Fakong's firm eyes, Wu Nan nodded reassuringly, and suddenly asked: "Jun Bao's dharma name, which one do you think is suitable for him?"

Looking at the man smiling like a fox, Fakong closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then said, "Fahai. These are the characters written by Junbao when he first learned to write." He turned and left the master who made him respectful and angry. , for all the brothers and sisters, the master is definitely a compassionate and generous master, so he has won everyone's respect and admiration.But only I know that such a master can occasionally be as naughty as an old urchin.Thinking of Master's passing away tomorrow, Fakong's eyes turned red instantly: "Master..."

Wudi quietly savored the two words left by Fakong: "The Sea of ​​Fa... It can be said that the power of the law is boundless and the power of the sea is infinite; No, it seems that you are really looking forward to his achievements."

At dawn, in the main hall; Wu Nan cleared his throat and asked: "Jun Bao, have you decided? You must know that when the green hair falls, the love thread is broken. With this knife, you will let go of all the past."

Kneeling in front of Master Wunan, Miao Junbao said reverently: "It weighs a thousand catties when it goes away, but it is as light as the wind when it comes. If you put it down freely, everything is empty. My disciple has made up his mind, please master it."

Wu Nan gratified and said: "Okay, remember your own words: put it down freely, everything is empty.... Jun Bao... After the master leaves, you will be the host of Jinshan Temple... You must take Jinshan Temple well and carry it forward. ...From today onwards, you will be the next abbot of Jinshan Temple, Dharma name - Fahai. You are going to be ordained..." The voice was not loud, but it was very clear, but none of the monks moved.

The monks looked at each other in puzzlement, everyone could understand that it was for Jun Bao; but no one thought that the abbot would pass on the position of abbot to a person who had been bewitched by a goblin and had just become a monk.

"Master!" Miao Junbao looked up at Wunan in surprise, and then at the brother standing behind the master with reddish eyes; he refused, "I can't..."

"Can't what? Don't you listen to the teacher's words?" Miao Junbao couldn't refuse Wunan's compassionate smile, but he felt that the master was more weak than yesterday.

"Come here! Prepare to be ordained!" The voice of the abbot without difficulty raised a little this time.In this way, the monk who was in charge of preparing for the ordained ordination just started to move.

A razor, small but very sharp.Abbot Wunan gently touched Junbao's head with his hand: "Junbao... as a teacher, I am not qualified to receive precepts for you. Now as a teacher, I have no choice but to take the precepts for you instead of the Buddha..." Wunan Picking up the razor, he untied Miao Junbao's bun with one hand... Miao Junbao's soft and long hair fell behind him like a waterfall. Master Wu Nan picked up the ring knife, reflecting a faint silver light in the sun...

Jingle!The clear voice shocked the people present.

"Master!"

"Abbot—"

Abbot Wunan passed away the moment he raised the saber.

"Master... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Miao Junbao finally said that sorry, but the master who had passed away could never hear his confession again... For a while, the death knell rang.

"Master... the apprentice will be ordained in front of you today!" Jun Bao picked up Abbot Wunan and placed him in front of the Buddhist altar, letting the master sit on the cushion; he turned around and kneeled in the dust with his robes lifted, the saber that Abbot Wunan just picked up was still in his hand !Jun Bao's eyes were red, but the tears in his eyes refused to fall.Fa Kongkong saw the strong and unwilling look in his eyes, as if he couldn't control himself the next moment.Knowing the pain in the heart of the stubborn junior brother, after all, I shed tears silently all night last night...

The Jie Dao that was held up high became more and more gloomy. The brothers next to him wanted to despise and hate him, but when they saw his blood-red eyes, they were frightened and did not dare to move rashly, let alone move the old abbot. , can only stand in their respective positions and watch him shave himself.The ink-colored blue threads are strand by strand, and the love strands in my heart are also ink-colored, falling to the world of mortals along with the strands of blue strands on the head.

Looking at the dull bhikkhus, Fakong folded his palms and closed his eyes and took the lead in reciting scriptures. Under Fakong's articulate leadership, the chanting suddenly became louder and louder.