Gui Gongzi [Green Snake]

The time of Hai is about to pass, but the time of child has not yet arrived.

The lights of Jinshan Temple gradually dimmed, and all the monks went to sleep on time.

The night watchman leaned against the gate of the temple, approached a lantern, and read a book in his hand.

When he was in a trance, someone knocked on the gate of the temple from outside.

"Who is it?" The night watchman raised his head and yelled.

"Excuse me, open the door. Abbot Fahai asked me to come see him." Outside the door, a young man responded gracefully.

The monk got up and opened the door, only to see a young man in white standing outside the temple gate, and said, "Is that Mr. Xie? The abbot has already told you to come with me."

Xie Xin was startled, and then said, "I'm sorry."

The monk was holding a lantern and was going to guide Xie Xin. During the period, Xie Xin saw the scroll on the chair, glanced at it, and asked in surprise, "Is it Mr. Changli's "Admonishing the Buddha's Bone"?"

"Exactly, this book was copied by the abbot when he was out for practice. I was bored at night watch, so I borrowed it to read." The little monk replied in time.

"I remember that many monasteries would ban reading this book, but I didn't expect Fa Hai to be an enlightened person." Xie Xin put down the book and followed the young monk to the depths of the monastery.

The little monk said: "The abbot said that if you want to be flexible and reasonable, everything must be reversed. Mr. Changli dared to speak up and pointed out the shortcomings. This arrogance is indeed admirable, and this book can alert the eunuchs. It is even more rewarding to serve the Buddha and seek blessings." Disaster, the prosperity and power of the world should be stopped in moderation, and the first choice is to sublimate oneself thanks to the Buddha's shadow."

Xie Xin listened carefully, and suddenly felt that he didn't seem to know Fa Hai that well.

Can elm say such a thing?

The sun really came out from the west.

The two walked past the Hall of Heavenly Kings, and then passed the Hall of Great Heroes. They saw the golden bodies of Sakyamuni Buddha, Medicine Buddha Buddha and Amitabha Buddha. Then they turned to the right and entered the abbot's meditation room.

The little monk knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and made a gesture of invitation to Xie Xin: "Please, Mr. Xie, the abbot has been waiting for a long time."

Xie Xin thanked him, then walked into the house, outside the door, the little monk closed the door very thoughtfully.

In the meditation room, a powerful "Buddha" plaque was hung in the middle of the wall, and he was looking at the strength of the handwriting of that word. At this moment, Fa Hai opened the door curtain and walked out from the inner room.

"You're here." Fa Hai looked at Xie Xin, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"You know, I can only come." Xie Xin gave Fa Hai a meaningful look, and then looked at the word in Fang Zhong, "Hardness and softness, strength and strength, I don't know who made it."

Hearing this, Fa Hai twitched the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace, then regained his composure, and said, "Young Master Xie, please sit down, I have indeed been waiting for a long time."

Xie Xin sat down and asked again: "Has Xiaoqing been to your place?"

"He told you everything." It was not a question, but a straightforward tone. Fahai was very determined, but he didn't feel flustered.

Xie Xindun felt bored, and lazily said: "I didn't expect you to be a monk. Just now I saw people in your temple read "Admonishing the Buddha's Bone", and you are full of self-criticism. What's the matter? Don't wait five years, you feel that you are not good enough?" Do you have to change your ways?"

Xie Xin was sarcastic, and wanted to let out a sigh of relief, but Fahai admitted generously: "I did have it in the past, and I hope Mr. Xie will forgive me."

Xie Xin's punch hit the soft cotton, and it didn't do any damage. He was a little depressed, and looked at the tea table between the two of them, where there were tea and fresh fruits.

When Fahai saw it, he asked, "Would you like to try it?"

"Taste?" Xie Xin asked strangely, "Have you ever seen a ghost eat something?"

"I didn't notice it. I only know that ordinary people will burn sesame oil candles for their ancestors, but they will also offer fruits and offerings." Fa Hai replied truthfully.

He had never seen Xie Xin eat with his own eyes, but if the other party looked like this, if he was holding a candle and chewing there, it would be a bit unpleasant...

Xie Xin picked up an apple casually, tossed it up to play with, and then took a bite in front of Fa Hai: "You can eat it, but it looks weird."

Fa Hai watched Xie Xin eat the apple, swallowed it in one bite, he really looked like he had eaten something, chewing, but the apple was not missing at all.

"Okay, what I'm more concerned about is, what do you want me to do here? How can you give me the incense." Xie Xin ate the apple, satisfying Fahai's curiosity very cooperatively.

Fa Haidao: "The poor monk would like to invite Mr. Xie to practice and rest in Jinshan Temple for a while. Thanks to the Buddha's shadow, when the time is right, he will naturally let Mr. Xie take his things and leave."

"Retreat? If you let me rest here for ten or eight years, wouldn't it be a loss for me to be your believer here for nothing?" Xie Xin dissatisfied.

"Young Master Xie, don't worry, it's only a few days, and the poor monk will not force others into difficulties." Fa Hai said, standing up again.

Xie Xin dropped the apple and got up to follow.

The back door of the meditation room looked like a small courtyard. Fa Hai came to a room and pushed the door open.

"These days, I invite you to stay here temporarily."

Hold the lamp so that Xie Xin can see the inside clearly.

It's not a big room, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. What's strange is that this room is located on the shady side, and the door is facing a lush big locust tree. The shade of the tree covers the only door of this room, making it a deep dark place.

However, this room is exactly what Xie Xin needs.

"Jinshan Temple is not as strong as some temples in the imperial capital. If Mr. Xie thinks the house is simple, please let me know." Fa Hai stood at the door and spoke in time.

Xie Xin replied: "No need, this room is very good."

Algorithm Hai has a heart, and according to the general etiquette for staying overnight, he will be taken to a well-lit room surrounded by Buddha statues. If he really wants to turn around and leave.

"Well, it's getting late. I hope Mr. Xie can rest well. I'll come to you when I have enough rest tomorrow." Fa Hai replied.

Xie Xin nodded and closed the door.

Fahai paced and walked slowly back to the meditation room.

There was still the apple that Xie Xin had "eaten" on the table, the apple was still bright red, fresh and juicy.

Unexpectedly, Xie Xin really came and lived in the guest room next to him, separated from his meditation room by a wall.

Fa Hai suddenly felt that this world is really wonderful.

Not seeing each other for five years, he thought that he had really ruined the other party by mistake.

Goodbye now, unexpectedly have the opportunity to get along so close.

He was a little distracted and subconsciously bit the apple.

After chewing, I found that the fruit had no taste.

Just like the tip of the tongue touches white paper or cotton, it still tastes like an apple when bitten down, but the juice is much less.

This... is what ghosts call "eating"?

Absorb the essence, leaving a fairly complete empty shell.

Fahai wiped the bitten apple clean, thought for a while, took a flowerpot from the yard without anything growing, cut open the soil, and buried the apple in it.

At night, Fa Hai did not sleep soundly.

Originally, there were twists and turns today, causing Xiaoqing to make a fuss, and seeing Xie Xin coming all the way, he lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't calm down.When he slept in the middle of the night, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few times, which made him wake up from the mixed sleep.

A gust of cool wind blew across his cheeks, Fa Hai resisted the urge to open his eyes, and remained still.

Something was looking at him from above, the other party didn't move, and he didn't move either, it was quiet.

Something soft fell on Fa Hai's face. He guessed that it was someone's hair that accidentally fell down from the side of the ear and was falling right next to his own ear.

After a while, the other party seemed to be getting closer, because Fahai seemed to smell a faint sweetness.

Sweet taste of apples.

Fa Hai held back his breath, and it was very difficult. He could only pretend that he was asleep and knew nothing about the outside world. If he moved a little too loudly, he felt that he would scare the other party away.

In the end, the other party did nothing.

The cool wind quietly went away, Fa Hai opened his eyes silently, and only saw a corner of the white clothes slipping away from the window.

No sleep for one night.

The next day, when Fahai woke up, he walked through the yard and found that the door of the corner room was closed, and the shade of the old locust tree dutifully covered the door tightly, trying to keep the place cool and dark.

He didn't disturb the other party, and went straight to the clock tower.

The bell tower is on the top of the mountain, some distance away from here. When the monks were chanting sutras in the square, the sound was very faint here. Fa Hai thought that Xie Xin’s needs had been carefully considered. The sun was shining brightly outside all day. It was illuminated until Shen Shi, the sun was slanting slightly, and Fa Hai was planning to go to the Jingjing Pavilion for the few books, but from a distance, he heard the voice of a conversation coming from inside.

"These are the transcripts that the abbot brought back from Dingguo Temple. My Jinshan Temple is not very old, and I don't have the ability of Dingguo Temple to attract scriptures from all over the world. When the abbot went to Dingguo Temple, one of the important things was to copy the scriptures in the temple. Arrange and classify the texts, and when I return someday, I will put them in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of this temple." The voice must be Ji Guang, a monk in the temple.

"All these? At least several thousand copies." When the sound sounded, Fa Hai paused, and then stepped forward quickly.

"Four 630 pieces of handwriting, 380 nine pieces of rubbings, more than [-] pieces of sporadic text files have not yet been counted, and there are other documents such as personnel, buildings, structures, foundations, etc. in the temple..." Ji Guang introduced them one by one. Knowing Tibet”, he is familiar with the details of the volumes in the Sutra Pavilion, and often organizes them

When Fa Hai walked in, he happened to see Xie Xin pointing to the bookshelf and said, "The entries on this bookshelf are not clear, it is better to count and divide the first word and category. In addition, if the monks in the temple want to borrow books, they need to set a strict return time. It is not allowed to borrow from each other internally, otherwise you will only remember who borrowed it, and if they change hands, it can be said that they have broken away from the relationship."

Xie Xin concentrated on explaining, Ji Guang first noticed Fa Hai's arrival, and said, "Abbot."

The man in white paused, turned around and looked at Fahai.

"You've come out." Fa Hai thought, the sunlight has weakened for a while.

"Walking around with nothing to do, I happened to see Jiguang." Xie Xin also thought that Jiguang was watching the night and reading a book last night. He thought that he could communicate with him. Unexpectedly, the other party was actually the manager of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. people.

"Besides the scriptures, there are many works of poetry and literature here. If you feel bored, you can come here to have a look." Fa Hai winked at Ji Guang, who immediately understood, put his hands together and said goodbye, and walked away.

Xie Xin watched Ji Guang go away, and said again: "From his description, you have put a lot of thought into perfecting the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"There are so many people in the temple, it's hard to tell everyone, so we must be prepared." Fahai said.

Xie Xin took a copy at random, flipped through a few pages, and found that after the rubbings, there were repaired handwritten pages. Looking carefully, it seemed that this word had been seen somewhere.

The drawing is strong and the writing is steady... It is similar to the word "Buddha" in the Zen room yesterday.

"You wrote the calligraphy and painting in the room yesterday?" Xie Xin looked up at Fa Hai.

Fa Hai nodded, as a tacit consent.

"It's really..." Xie Xin turned his back and commented harshly.

***

"What does it mean to be left behind? Are they all in there?"

Several grown men, seeing Furui lying there safe and sound, while the other children were gone, couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

The white child listened stupidly, then nodded: "They insist, go inside."

It is said that a man picked a piece of candle oil from the ground, wrapped it in a cloth strip, tied it to a wooden stick and lit it, and made a torch: "Then go in and have a look, these little bastards, I will kill them when I get back." He's skin-"

In the coffin temple, the stalactite cave is deep and damp, and there is the sound of ticking water from time to time. If four or five adult men want to walk in it, they must line up and bow their bodies so as not to be scratched by the stone edge above.

"There are a lot of roads here, so it's hard to find." Humane, who was walking ahead to explore the road, saw that there were already two forks in the place illuminated by the fire.

"Start looking for one of them first, it's too messy here, and it's not easy to reunite when we separate." The people behind suggested, so they all started searching from the hole on the left.

It was too quiet to walk like this, so they chatted: "This group of children came in, why is Fu Rui the only one coming out?"

"Hey, that's so cowardly, halfway through the walk, I'm afraid, so I'll run out by myself." Someone responded.

"I heard from Qifeng that Fu Rui came here because he was provoked."

"An idiot, he doesn't know what to do, you can't ask him anything, and it's useless to argue with him, he will be here, it's just a moment of enthusiasm."

After speaking, everyone felt that it was quite reasonable.

After another meeting, but still didn't find the end, someone said: "It's so damn cold here, hey, are those legends true?"

Immediately someone interrupted him: "Don't make trouble, just say something scary."

The man muttered, and suddenly said, "Hey, did I hear a child's voice?"

Everyone made a commotion: "Where is it?"

"Listen, there is an echo."

After the words fell, everyone quieted down and listened carefully.

The crisp sound of water droplets echoed in the cave, slightly scratching the eardrums, and after a while, they heard a low sob.

"The cry of a child."

Humane, but immediately, I felt something was wrong.

"It came from inside." The leader walked in again.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Suddenly, the person opposite called tremblingly.

"What's wrong?" Responded impatiently.

"Yes, something is clawing at my leg..."

As soon as the firelight shone, it reflected the panicked face of the man, and on his calf, protruding from a dark corner, a small, white hand was pressing on his calf.

Those hands are fleshy, not like the hands of a teenager, but like a baby's.

At this time, they remembered something was wrong.

The weeping just now didn't sound like those of their naughty teenagers, but rather like the sound that a one or two-year-old baby would cry...