There is a strong husband in the time-traveling house

When Ning Jing arrived at the entrance of the Dajue Temple on the mountain, he found that the crowd was already crowded, so he reined in his horse, and was about to dismount and wait in line to enter the temple. At this time, he heard someone calling his name, and he heard Sheng Sheng lowered his head and smiled, "Why are you here? With all these people, you are not afraid of being squeezed?" After finishing speaking, he got off his horse and looked down at Kong.

Liao Kong rubbed his head with a smile, clasped his hands together: "Ning benefactor, the host has a request, please come with the poor monk."

Ning Jing nodded, and then he led the horse and followed him. The passing crowd gave way one after another. This little monk is not an ordinary person. He is the young apprentice of the abbot of Dajue Temple. Don't underestimate him. I heard that he is a Buddhist practitioner. Quite good, in the eyes of these pilgrims, he is a little eminent monk!And Ning Jing who was following behind him might be a more powerful person, so they gave way one after another.

Ning Jing just followed Kong and entered the temple smoothly, thinking in his heart that no matter what era he was in, it would be easy to know people and do things well. He enjoyed the envious eyes of others along the way, and entered the temple happily. The horse is gone, and Ning Jing took Xiaocao to Master Mingyuan, and after hearing what Kong said, the master is waiting for him right now!

When he arrived at the door of Master Mingyuan's monk's dormitory, he stopped, and found that many monks were waiting here, standing in two rows. When he saw him coming, he clasped his hands together, bowed to him, and scared him. I jumped, "What is this for? Why such a big courtesy?" Never before!

Liao Kong put his palms together: "Master Ning, wait a moment, the poor monk will go in and report." After speaking, he turned and went in.

Ning Jing stood where he was, and suddenly wanted to ask the little monk how he recognized me?

If Kongzai, he would definitely say: "Everyone will recognize your attire that is different from others."

After a short time, Xue Qian also arrived, and Ning Jing said to him and Xiaocao: "I will go in and talk to the master in a while, so you can wait here for a while, Xiaocao, you can take this opportunity to go to the main hall to offer incense and pray for your family." go!"

Xiaocao's eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Thank you, Lord, I'll go now, little one, go and come back soon."

Xue Qian thought for a while: "Master Ning, I'll wait for you to come out here, call me if you need anything."

Ning Jing nodded: "Find a cooler place to stay, don't suffer from heat stroke, it's quite hot today."

Xue Qian nodded. At this time, Kong came out and told him to go in. He turned around and adjusted his clothes, and then walked in with Kong. When he was at the door, he took off his veil and followed Kong in with a clean body. Yes, after entering, he was stunned for a moment. There were many people in the monk's dormitory, all of whom he had never seen before. Even the old couple who stood side by side were not there. What does this mean?

When Master Mingyuan saw him coming in, he clasped his hands together, and then recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Lord Ning, please sit here." After speaking, he pointed to a futon beside him.

Ning Jing walked over, thanked the great monk, sat down unceremoniously, and looked at the old monks around him, all of them had white eyebrows and white beards. Just imitating Master Mingyuan, put his hands together: "Hello, masters!"

When the old monks heard the bobbed-haired Master Ning greeting them, although they were curious, they didn't want to ask more questions in front of Ning Jing, so they clasped their hands together and said together: "Amitabha, hello to Master Ning."

He was a little embarrassed to be greeted by so many great monks at once, and then blushed: "You're welcome, everyone is senior, Zhiyuan interrupted."

The old monks didn't know what was going on, and they all looked at him because they were very pleasing to the eye. At this time, an old monk with white eyebrows and short beard said to him: "Ning benefactor, I heard that you can draw. , can you draw us a picture."

Ning Jing nodded after hearing this, "Okay, masters, can you let the boy take a closer look at your faces? Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't draw well?"

The old monks nodded after hearing this: "Okay, please go."

Ning Jing said: "I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, he began to observe seriously!He found that these monks all had their own characteristics, and what puzzled him was that the monks at this time were all men. Didn't it mean that there were few men in this continent, so why would the court allow so many men to become monks?Isn't it good to keep the family line for future generations?He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, and to be honest, he hasn't seen the little brother become a monk until now.

In fact, there are quite a few brothers who become monks in this world, but Ning Jing has never seen it. In fact, he has not traveled to many places in this continent, and he has not seen many people. It is equivalent to retreating in the Zhao Family Village. Of course the outside world doesn't know.

After observing the great monks, he took out his pen and ink and started to paint. This time he wanted to paint with colors. Those paints were prepared by him a long time ago. In this world, paints are very expensive. , most painters are ink wash painters, unless they are those who are willing to spend money to buy pigments, it is really unaffordable for ordinary people, even those who make a living by selling paintings rarely paint with pigments , Unless booked in advance, the paintings are generally simple ink paintings.

This time, Ning Jing did not use the usual painting method, but the meticulous painting method, and the brush used was also a glazed brush, which was small and delicate, and also used a long piece of cooked rice paper.

When the great monks saw him taking out tools and starting to paint, they all took out Buddhist beads and wooden fishes and began to chant scriptures without disturbing him. Ning Jing was painting in such an atmosphere without being disturbed by these voices. The kind of person who can forget everything as long as he paints, and he doesn't care about the noise around him. To put it bluntly, he just paints and paints, abandoning all sounds. In modern times, his grandfather said that he was a master. artistic conception.

Those great monks recited scriptures with their eyes closed, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha in their peaceful mouths. For such scriptures, they sometimes felt like listening to songs. He read the next paragraph, but what he didn't know was that the great monks around him had stopped chanting, but when he heard him chanting over there, the wooden fish in his hand didn't stop, and cooperated with him. Gradually, the great monk Our eyes were all stunned, okay, and we saw a faint golden light begin to flash on Tranquility's body, and then we all glanced at each other, put our hands together and started chanting along with Tranquility again.

There are not too many scriptures in the Tranquility Society. They are all scriptures that his grandma likes. When he was young, he listened to his grandma read them to him when he was free. After a long time, he will master them. Later, many Buddhist scriptures and songs appeared on the market. , he bought it back and gave it to his grandma to listen to. Those scriptures and songs are played at home. People will feel much calmer after listening to them. Recited it all, thought for a while, and then sang it in a low voice, the 'Great Compassion Mantra'. Although the voice was low, it couldn't hold back the sutras that he was alone in the monk's dormitory. All the monks in the monk's dormitory were looking at him, his face turned red all of a sudden, then he put down the pen in his hand, and bowed to everyone with clasped hands: "Sorry for disturbing everyone."

Those great monks were all eminent monks of the Great Yan Dynasty. Seeing him like this, they all smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite."

Master Mingyuan also supported his beard with one hand, and twirled the prayer beads with the other, "You recite the scriptures very well, and you will recite them every morning and evening in the future, and pray for your family!"

Ning Jing clasped his hands together after hearing this: "Yes!" After speaking, he turned around and began to paint again. This time he was not chanting sutras, so that his ears could not be heard, and he wanted to finish the painting with all his heart. Go home early!He was worried about Mu Xingchen, who made his status special!

After he turned around, he saw Master Mingyuan and the eminent monk sitting there glanced at each other, then nodded, and finally filed out, came to a reception room on the other side of the monk's dormitory, and sat down to talk.

Among them was the great monk with white eyebrows and short beard who had just agreed with Ning Jing, said: "Senior brother really has discerning eyes!"

"Yes, yes, this is the first time we have met such a predestined person, and it is our blessing to meet you in this life!" After finishing speaking, they put their hands together and recited Amitabha!

Master Mingyuan smiled and said: "When I saw him for the first time, I thought this son was extraordinary. Later, after several times of getting along, I found that he was very similar to the person mentioned by his master Zhongzheng when he was about to pass away. He is proficient in a subset of classics and history. , painting, the six arts of a gentleman, and also know good breeds, and now the Buddha's light will flash on his body from time to time, if I don't miss him, he is the person we are looking for."

The monks nodded, "Didn't senior brother say that he is already married?"

"Being married doesn't mean he's not. Buddhism says that even if he is, he's not." Master Mingyuan picked up the beads again and began to chant. For the rest of the time, a group of old monks began to sit in the monk's dormitory. Chanting scriptures, drinking tea, and talking about things related to Buddhism.

Ning Jing, on the other hand, devoted himself to painting in Master Mingyuan's monk's dormitory. He ate a fast-delivered meal at noon and continued after the meal. He wanted to finish the painting as soon as possible so that he could go home. At that time, he finally finished the painting, and then fanned it gently with a fan to let the fuel dry as soon as possible, and then he could leave, and it was getting late.

When it was completely dry, he began to pack the painting utensils he brought. After packing, he carried his bag and took the paintings to see Master Mingyuan. When he found Master Mingyuan, he was with a group of monks. He didn't bother to discuss the Dharma, so he and Xue Qian Xiaocao went to see the couple with the shoulder-to-shoulder king.

At this time, the couple were drinking tea in the guest house, and when they saw him coming in, they put down the teacups in their hands: "I heard that you are painting with Master Mingyuan?"

"Well, the painting is finished, and I was about to say goodbye to the great monk and go home, but the great monk was receiving guests, so I came over." After finishing speaking, he put down the things in his hand, and took the tea from the servant next to Tang Jinyu to drink He took a sip, he was a little tired this day, he really had to concentrate, not daring to make mistakes at all, it was something to be left to the monastery, if he made a little mistake, he would have to rework and redraw, he is not so For a long time, in his heart now, his wife is the first.

After Mu Qingcang listened, "What did you draw today, let me see?" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and asked him to bring the painting over!

Ning Jing didn't think much about it, so he handed over the painting, and Mu Qingcang took it over. When he opened the drawing, he felt unwell. He looked at the painting, then at Ning Jing, and finally delivered it to Tang Jinyu. , Tang Jinyu was also curious to take a look, and his eyes immediately stood up: "This, this, this..."

Seeing them babbling over there, Ning Jing thought that he had committed some taboo, so he asked, "Ah, what's the matter?"Is there something wrong? "

"It's not wrong, but your painting is so good. The great monks above are all eminent monks of our Dayan Dynasty, just like looking in a mirror. My child, your painting is really amazing. This painting method It’s also novel, really good, if you have time to draw one for your family, it’s a joint painting for the whole family.”

"Well, after my child is born, I will definitely draw a group photo. The whole family will be there at that time, which symbolizes the unity and happiness of our family. By the way, I have already drawn two pictures at home. The frame is finished, and I plan to give it to my father and Ah Mo this time. One is that my father led soldiers and commanded thousands of troops on the battlefield. It is good to hang it in my father's study when I take it back. Zhang is the joint painting of my father, Ah Mo, with his seven elder brothers and Xiao Chen. Ah Mo can be hung in your small study, and you can see it when you look up, and I have also done anti-corrosion treatment, and used The glass is framed, wrapped when I go back, and can be hung when I get home. I also asked Zhao Gui to make the photo frame, and I used mahogany. Take it back in Beijing, now that you are here, take it back first!" Ning Jing laughed after finishing speaking.

After hearing this, Mu Qingcang wanted to see it very much, but now was not the time, so he nodded: "Okay, I will take it with me when I return to Beijing."

At this time, I was empty and asked Ning Jing to go, and Ning Jing said goodbye to Mu Qingcang and his wife, and Yan Ming met the master for a while, then went down the mountain and went home. Afraid that Mu Xingchen would miss it if it was too late, the old couple agreed, and he went home Followed Kong to see the master!

When he arrived at the place, Ning Jing walked in and found that there were not many people inside this time, they were all the eminent monks in the monk's dormitory, so he greeted everyone with a smile, then offered the painting with both hands, and stepped aside after offering it , and said: "Masters, please check it out. If there is no objection, the boy will leave and go back. It's getting late, and the family will miss it."

Each of these great monks saw that their beards and eyebrows were white, and their eyes were not bad. When the painting was opened, their eyes lit up all of a sudden. A feeling of Buddha's light everywhere shocked all the old monks present!

Mingyuan directly stood up and put his hands together: "Amitabha"

Then all the monks stood up, bowed deeply to Ning Jing, and said "Amitabha! Thank you, benefactor!"

Ning Jing was also surprised when he saw it, and he didn't do anything, these old monks were really too polite, so he shook his hands and said, "Masters, please don't do this, I will die like this, okay? Zhiyuan only has this ability and nothing else, if you are like this, I will not dare to come to the Fa conference tomorrow."

The monks smiled and nodded when they saw it: "You are welcome, you are worthy of this gift."

Ning Jing thought that he just returned the benefactor, and now he is a little friend. The progress is really fast, but he did not refute, but turned around to say goodbye to everyone, and then left. Before leaving, these great monks came one by one Going to his side, he began to recite a scripture that he didn't understand, and then some monks threw flower petals on him.

Ning Jing was surprised when he saw it, okay, why is this going to consecrate him?He is not a mascot, he has to go home to see his wife!

When the ceremony ended, Ning Jing bid farewell to all the eminent monks and left in a daze, and promised to attend the Dharma conference on time tomorrow morning. This was specially requested by Master Mingyuan, saying that there were still some monks coming to the Dharma conference .

After listening to Ning Jing, he finally understood a little bit. It is estimated that these great monks can’t handle those foreign monks. I want him to help as an interpreter. After all, he claims to be from overseas, and he also wants to see what these foreign monks are. Come on, don't be a wild monk, right?

After bidding farewell to the eminent monks, they were about to go down the mountain. Xue Qian and Xiaocao were waiting. When they left the gate of the courtyard, Ning Jing found that the temple respected him to a higher level. There is no such a farewell party as now, what does this mean?He wanted to go back and ask his father-in-law, but at this time, it would be very late when he got home, so forget it, at worst, he would ask Master Mingyuan later, now is not a good time.

When he was about to get on his horse, he turned around and said goodbye to the monks, then got on his horse and left. After he left, the monks were still watching him go down the mountain at the door until they could no longer see him, then turned back to the temple and closed the door. There are melodious bells coming from Dajue Temple, from near to far...

When Ning Jing and Xue Qian Xiaocao returned home, he didn't even think about it, but this wasn't the time to talk about it. Seeing him coming back, Mu Xingchen hurried over, "I'm back, I'm tired Bar?"

Ning Jing shook his head: "It's okay, I'm just a little hungry, let them make a meal!"

As soon as Mu Xingchen heard that he was hungry and saw him like this, he hurriedly greeted him and quickly prepared a meal. There were not many dishes in the evening, three dishes and one soup, but it was enough for two people. After eating, Ning Jing took a bath while He thought, why are these monks' actions today so hard for him to see through? Where did they think so highly of them? Could it be that they wanted to become monks themselves? In that case, what would the daughter-in-law do?The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, so I quickly washed it off, and then hurried out, calling while walking, "Xiaochen, Xiaochen?"

Mu Xingchen has almost finished tidying up at this time, and is laying the quilt on the kang. He knows that Ning Jing has been outside for a day and is tired. He wants him to go to bed earlier, and he has to go up the mountain tomorrow. Now he hears such a hurry He turned his head and sat down while supporting his stomach: "What's wrong?"

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry for you, maybe I'm going to become a monk?" After talking about Ning Jing, she went to Mu Xingchen's side, looking at him with pitiful eyes, okay?