The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 21: Grow vegetables
It should have been explained by Zenzi, Guocheng Temple arranged the follow-up matters extremely properly and secretly.
The intellectual monk who had seen Liu Shisui and Xiaohe happily left Moqiu and went to Juyecheng to be a medical monk and support fellow practitioners of Fengdao Sect. In Guocheng Temple, no one knows the identity of Liu Shisui and Xiaohe except for Zen.
Liu Shisui was not assigned the status of a lay disciple, because that was too conspicuous, and what about Xiaohe? It happened that the couple who had grown vegetables in the front yard of Guocheng Temple for 30 years were picked up by the son who had successfully studied in the county seat to enjoy the blessing. The vegetable garden was vacated, just in time for him and Xiaohe to take over.
The environment is very simple. Fortunately, there is a well, there is no need to carry water, and the stove is also very clean. Xiaohe is quite satisfied.
Liu Shisui looked cyan-eyed, thinking that it is indeed the Guocheng Temple blessed by Buddhism, and there are so many vegetables in late autumn.
Returning to the farming life in the mountain village, there is no difficulty for him. What really makes him sad is that the truth of the Zen handed to him is really a bit mysterious and difficult to understand. Understand, this scripture can only be comprehended by himself, of course, even if he wants to ask someone for advice, who can he go to?
Someone came early the next morning.
That was a handsome young man with a clean smile.
When Liu Shisui saw the young man's first glance, he felt that the other person was very close. I don't know why.
The young man was stunned when he saw him for the first time.
Liu Shisui looked at the big basket brought by the young man, guessing that he was a handyman who came to pick up vegetables in Guocheng Temple, and asked: "What's the matter?"
The young man woke up and said with a smile: "It's just that you suddenly saw Old Man Gong suddenly turning into a young man like you. I thought he had eaten some kind of elixir."
Liu Shisui also laughed, helped him pick the vegetables from the ground into the basket, and asked: "What is the name?"
The young man smiled and said, "My name is Yin Fu."
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The days passed like this.
In addition to taking care of the vegetable field every day, Liu Shisui comprehended that scripture, but he was very slow in progress. Xiao He was sitting quietly at the window and embroidering all kinds of things. According to this degree, when Liu Shisui learned the scripture, she could not say that she had already embroidered all her granddaughter's wedding clothes.
The young man named Yin Fu came to the vegetable garden every day to pick up vegetables, and soon became mature with Liu Shisui.
One day, a man of the country came from Chaoge City, and it is said that he wanted to pay the vow for the emperor.
The relationship between Guocheng Temple and the Jing family is very close. This kind of thing is often born. Every year there are several national grandpas. The monks in the temple have long been used to it and don’t care much, but of course the nobles and officials accompanying Guocheng want to taste Guocheng. The famous vegetarian restaurant in the temple uses a lot more vegetables.
Looking at the baskets full of vegetables, Liu Shisui helped Yin Fu deliver the vegetables.
This is his first visit to the back kitchen of Guocheng Temple.
The back kitchen was full of heat, and an old man stood shirtless in front of the stove, waving the spatula vigorously.
The old man's head was sparse, and he couldn't tell whether it was the fire worker or the cook in the monastery.
The old man took up a gray-white towel and wiped his face from time to time. He didn't know if he wiped too much, or it was too hot. The red nose was a little dazzling.
Listening to the voice coming from behind, the old man said without looking back: "The vegetables are in the same place."
Yin Fu said: "You still have to take a look yourself, lest you say I made a mistake again."
The old man was obviously a little surprised. He turned around and saw Liu Shisui, widened his eyes and let out a cry.
Liu Shisui asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"
Yin Fu tilted his head and looked at the old man, smiling silently.
The old man said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay. Today, the vegetable oil is too muddy, it will burst, and it will be scalded."
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Into the night.
Guocheng Temple back hall wing room.
The old man with a red nose stared at the young man and said, "So you really came to find him!"
The young man said with an innocent face: "It is absolutely coincidental to swear in the name of the ancestor of Qingshan and the ancestors!"
He is naturally not Yin Fu, but Yin San.
The old man with a red nose is naturally not the Pyongdu Tuo of Guocheng Temple, but the ancestor Xuanyin.
The ancestor Xuan Yin said angrily: "Then why do you have to come here?"
Yin San sighed: "I have sins in my life, and I want to seek relief from the Dharma."
The ancestor Xuanyin took a sip: "I never know which sentence is true and which sentence is false, but this sentence is definitely false!"
Yin San smiled and said, "Maybe it's true?"
"It's nothing else, but here is Guocheng Temple. The abbot is deep in Dharma and is by no means weaker than me, not to mention that there is a Zen son who doesn't know the depth..."
The ancestor Xuanyin said earnestly: "What if it is discovered? How can you run if I can run?"
Yin San smiled more and said: "I can't run, then you will be miserable."
The ancestor Xuanyin said with a wry smile: "That's why I'm worried."
Yin San didn't talk about this topic again, went to the window and looked at the night, and said: "I told you before, I like this child Liu Shisui."
It is clearly written in front of the temple in Baicheng.
Pray for the Buddha, for the truth, for yourself.
Whether you ask for the Buddha or the Dao, you are ultimately asking for yourself.
Or whatever he wanted to ask, it would fall on Liu Shisui, otherwise why would they meet in a Buddhist temple?
Thinking about these questions, he slowly rubbed the bone flute with his hands behind his back.
The bone flute has become smoother and smoother, but the thin red line has become clearer.
The ancestor Xuan Yin watched from behind, squinting his eyes and wondered, is this bone flute a means he used to isolate the green mountain formation and connect with the spirit?
If you **** this bone flute or destroy it...what will happen?
"What are you thinking about?"
Yin San suddenly turned and looked at him.
The ancestor Xuanyin's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still squinted, and he said: "You have always said that it is your green mountain, and Jian Ruoshan is also your junior. Why do you want to kill him?"
Yin San smiled and said, "The Qingshan disciples who died in my hands have killed a lot more than you."
The ancestor Xuan Yin praised and said: "You killed more enemies in Qingshan."
Yin San waved his hand and said: "Chu Zijian has not been found, nor has Su Ziye's body, what do you think?"
The ancestor Xuan Yin's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was extremely shocked.
Yin Sanxian's realm is still very low, and there are many things to rely on him.
He didn't even know such secret news, why did Yin San know it?
Could it be that he had already contacted the remnants of Bu Lao Lin...that is, the most elite people without noticing it?
Thinking about these things, he replied very seriously: "I don't know anything."
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The monks are vegetarian, so there are always many vegetable fields around the temple.
This is true of Guocheng Temple, and the same is true of Baotong Monastery in the far southwest.
All the loofahs in the vegetable garden have been picked up, and only a few are reserved for washing dishes.
Summer has passed, the purple eggplants are gone, and some green eggplants are left.
The face of Su Ziye has also changed from purple to cyan~IndoMTL.com~The toxins have been removed. He lay on the bedside watching He Zhan and Tong Yan bickering, feeling very boring, thinking that if the decent disciples were all such people, how did he bully himself into this look back then?
"I really don't know what Tonglu would do."
Tong Yan sat at the window, looked at the chessboard and said.
He Zhan walked behind him and asked puzzledly: "Then why do you agree that he takes the Chuzijian back to Xihai?"
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