The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 150 An Obstacle (Part Two)

The little novice was stunned, and came over to salute: The benefactor is from the three meals a day program team?

Zhike monk Juewu Master Uncle mentioned at the Dharma meeting yesterday that a TV variety show program team will come to the temple to shoot today. This is a good opportunity to promote Hanshan Temple, and the monks in the temple should cooperate with the program team.

Ming Jing held up the flower with one hand and smiled slightly, Little Master, I'm here to ask Master Jueming.

The little novice stared at her in a daze. This young woman's face was like a silver platter, her brows were merciful, and she looked like a Buddha.

His heart trembled, and he lowered his eyes and shook his head: I'm sorry, benefactor, Master, the old man has been in seclusion for several days.

Master Jueming is a famous eminent monk far and wide, there are not many people who want to see him, but those who can really see him are very few.

This woman went straight to the point, and the little novice refused her with the usual excuses.

Mingjing, I come from Jiyueyi on Mount Paektu, and I am a teacher of Master Wuxin. I come here today to meet Master Jueming. Mingjing smiled faintly, and the morning sun fell on her face, like a blooming white lotus. In the silt, open in the clear space, red calyx and white stamen, pure and light.

The little monk looked at her in shock, it turned out to be a fellow Taoist.

Although he didn't know where this Jiyueyi on Mount Paektu was, and he hadn't even heard of it before, but seeing this woman's good looks, he didn't dare to neglect her, put his hands together and said, Senior Sister, wait a moment, I'll go and inform Senior Brother.

The little novice turned and left in a hurry.

Ye Zhen caught up and looked at the plaque and murmured, So this is Hanshan Temple.

Hanshan Temple occupies an entire hill, and the temple is full of incense, and every 15th day of the Lunar New Year, it is even more crowded. Ye Zhen had heard about the name of this Hanshan Temple a long time ago, and only saw it today.

Looking at the gate from the side, it is very imposing. It is rumored that there are two big mountains, North Xiangguo and Nanhan Mountain, one north and one south.

At this moment, Qu Feitai and Tian Long also chased after him, Qu Feitai walked up to Ye Zhen, and said solemnly: I'm sorry, Miss Ye, my assistant offended you, and I will apologize to you on his behalf.

Tian Long followed Qu Feitai aggrievedly. If it wasn't for his help, Ye Zhen would have fallen down the mountain long ago. Not only did he not appreciate him, but he even blackmailed him instead.

Miss Mingjing is such a kind person, how could she have such an assistant.

Ye Zhen had already calmed down after being enlightened by Ming Jing. Qu Feitai probably didn't know that he was different from those greedy people in the entertainment industry. He was a very talented person who purely devoted himself to music.

Forget it, for your sake, I won't argue with him. Ye Zhen said very grandly.

Qu Feitai smiled: Thank you.

Ye Zhen took another look at him, thinking that the arrogance on Qu Feitai's body has softened a bit, could it be because of Ming Jing?

Sure enough, anyone who touches Der Spiegel will be transformed.

After Han Ying caught up, she lay on the stone lion at the door and gasped, I'm exhausted, I'm finally here.

At this time, the temple door opened inward with a squeak, and a strong scent of sandalwood came to the face instantly. A middle-aged monk in brown robes led several young monks out.

This middle-aged monk is Jue Wu, the guest monk of Hanshan Temple, and the younger brother of Master Jue Ming. The other three young monks are Jue Ming's disciples Jingyun and Jing Feng, one is Jue Wu's disciple Jingzhen, and the other The little novice who started sweeping at the gate was called Jingyan, and he was an ordinary disciple in the temple.

Jue Wu's eyes first fell on Ming Jing, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Jing Yan whispered: Master Uncle, that's her.

Jue Wu snorted coldly, Who dares to call himself my Buddhist disciple now?

Jingyun glanced at the mirror, smiled and said: Uncle, you are a guest from afar. My Buddhist school is open to all kinds of rivers and has thousands of disciples. Besides, she is a famous teacher. As long as I sincerely turn to the Buddha, it is my Buddhist school's luck.

Ming Jing stepped forward, I'm from Jiyueyi on Mount Paektu, and I'm studying under Mrs. Wuxin, and I've met my master and some senior brothers.

Jue Wu said coldly: Since you are my Buddhist disciple, why are you dressed like this?

There was a light smile on the corner of Ming Jing's mouth: There is nothing to worry about, and the Buddha nature is at ease.

The practice of Buddhism focuses on one word, and it is the heart, not the Buddha.

Monastics are obsessed with keeping the precepts, which is itself an obstacle.

Jue Wu was stunned for a moment, and instantly flew into a rage: Are you teaching me a lesson?

The master thinks so, so let's think so.

You...a yellow-haired girl taught me a lesson, you really don't know what to do. Juewu pointed to Mingjing's nose and said.

Ming Jing looked at him faintly, his eyes were black for some reason, like a whirlpool, which could suck people's souls into it.

Zhike Monk is in charge of all the external affairs in the temple. He is contaminated with worldly dust and has no time to practice. His heart is impetuous and his eyes are full of hostility.

Jingyun stood up to smooth things over: Master, be careful with your words.

Seeing this enlightenment, he was quite afraid of Jingyun. When Jingyun finished speaking, he looked angry and didn't speak again.

Jing Yun bowed towards the mirror, the young man had fair skin, delicate eyebrows, and a gentle smile, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

I'm sorry, junior sister. My master is in retreat. I don't know when I will leave. But I will send your request as soon as my master leaves. Did you come with the program team today? Jing Yun's eyes fell on Qu Fei On a group of people.

Han Ying was dumbfounded a long time ago, what about seniors and younger sisters? Is Mingjing a layman?

Ohno, it was a bolt from the blue.

Why would such a beautiful woman escape into Buddhism? Isn't it fragrant in this colorful world?

Qu Feitai has been looking at the bright mirror, which is the other side of the bright mirror that he has never seen.

The hand hanging by the side was tightly clenched into a fist.

He doesn't like Ming Jing, who is standing in front of him, but seems to be thousands of miles away.

I'm a guest of the three meals a day program group. Ming Jing said.

Jingzhen and Jingyan were young, with shock in their eyes, Juewu snorted coldly, How can you be a sensationalist to join my Buddhism?

Jing Yun smiled: I see.

At this moment, the director and his team finally arrived, and Xiao Wenwen collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, losing her image.

This is definitely the saddest show she has ever participated in, bar none.

Everyone was exhausted and out of breath, Zhao Xinrong waved his hand: It's okay, my waist, it's good to be young, look at Mingjing Xiaoqu and Xiaoying, they run really fast, our old bones can't bear it anymore.

Xiao Wenwen's face froze, feeling that she had received the connotation.

Juewu arranged for Jingfeng Jingzhen to lead a group of people to visit the temple first, but he was called away by his disciples.

A female staff member pointed at Jingyun and said, This master is too handsome, I really want to turn back, he looks so obedient and docile...

Someone asked Jingfeng, Little master, what is the name of that master? How old is this year?

Jingfeng coughed and said, He is our elder brother Jingyun, he is eighteen years old this year.

Only eighteen years old? Oh my god, I can't take it anymore, it's too violent?

Different from Qu Feitai, Qu Feitai is a high and cold ice mountain, which can only be seen from a distance and not be played with. This master is Zhilan Yushu, gentle and elegant, and wearing monk robes has a kind of ascetic sexiness, which makes people bear I can't help but want to take off his monk robe...

I think the same way.

Little master, you are also very good. You must be a handsome guy when you grow up. Why do handsome guys have to become monks? Isn't it fragrant in the world of mortals?

When Jingfeng heard someone praise him for being handsome, his little face blushed: Benefactor, please respect yourself.

He blushed, haha ​​little master is really cute.

Which of you can hook Master Jingyun? It is definitely a merit, and the Buddha will not blame you.

Aren't you lacking in virtue? You are a monk, and the four elements are all empty... Are you tempting him to break the precepts?

Handsome guys are the shared resources of all mankind, how can they escape into Buddhism, what a loss to mankind...

A group of women are laughing and joking, full of handsome men, and have no respect for Buddhism at all.

Jing Yun listened from afar and shook his head.

His eyes subconsciously fell on Ming Jing in the crowd. She visited the temple with the program group, stopped and stopped, calm and leisurely. All maintained a touch of respect and piety.

At this time, Jingyan walked to him, Eldest brother, master has left the customs.

Jing Yun said in surprise: Isn't it still two days?

Jing Yan shook his head: I don't know, Master said that there is a guest coming to the door, and asked you to take her to see Master.

Jing Yun's eyes fell on the whiteness in the crowd, and he looked up at the acacia tree in the courtyard.

The ancient trees are tied with blessing red silk, which flutters in the wind.

The girl was dressed in white, standing under the tree, her skirts fluttering, and she was of a strong character.