Household monks have to return to vulgarity

In the 21 years of the Celestial Dynasty, the past is like smoke, and ten years are a lesson.

"Ren Yan, where have you been?" As soon as Wen Renyan stepped into the meditation room, Bai Qingzhu got up and asked him.

"Go and meditate..."

Before Wen Renyan could finish speaking, Bai Qingzhu rushed over and looked at the umbrella in his hand in surprise, "Where did it come from?"

"I picked it up." Wen Renyan looked indifferent.

"The painting on this umbrella is so beautiful." Bai Qingzhu touched his umbrella with a surprised face, not caring about the dripping water droplets on it, "If it was me, I probably wouldn't want to use it to cover the rain. "

Wen Renyan looked at his hands touching the umbrella back and forth, and asked in doubt, "Who did you call the owner of this umbrella?"

"I always think this painting is very familiar," Bai Qingzhu touched his chin, and suddenly hammered his palm with his fist and exclaimed, "This painting is a painting of the royal family. When I was in the tavern, I saw a painting on the wall, and the painting method was exactly the same as this one."

"Royal? I don't know anyone with a royal? Then did he say who the artist is?" Wen Renyan asked.

Bai Qingzhu shook his head, "No, when I asked about the painter, the shopkeeper just shook his head and said, it was a gift from the emperor, and I don't know who it came from."

"Royal..." Wen Renyan sat on the ground with the paper umbrella in his arms, picked his nose helplessly, and said, "I don't know who gave it to me. As soon as I came out of Jingsi Hall, I saw this paper umbrella. It's really shocking." It's puzzling."

Bai Qingzhu asked, "Maybe it was misplaced?"

"It may also be someone with the same name as me..." Wen Renyan slapped his thigh and said, "I mistakenly thought it was for me, maybe it was for that person?"

Bai Qingzhu asked curiously, "Renyan is written on it?"

"No, I wrote falsehood."

"Oh, it must be for you." Bai Qingzhu remained expressionless, "Don't worry that no one will use your name."

"Why, it sounds so good." Wen Renyan muttered, he was always satisfied with his dharma name.

"I should go. If I go down the mountain, I will help you find out." Bai Qingzhu got up and walked out the door.

"Then thank you, brother." Wen Renyan watched Bai Qingzhu leave, then carefully took the paper umbrella out of the door, and then the umbrella faced forward - and began to shake wildly.

Bai Qingzhu's roar came from a distance, "Wen Xuxu, you threw me all over the head!!"

Wen Renyan almost shook off the raindrops before slowly walking into the room and putting away the paper umbrella, even if the owner of the paper umbrella is not known who is a royal person, maybe it is the concubine who has a crush on him, Perhaps the princess who is impressed by his talent will meet her master one day.

Lying down on the soft bed, Wen Renyan opened his hands and touched something soft and fluffy.He turned around and touched the soft fur, only to remember that it was the sable fur that Mu Wan gave him, and he kept forgetting to return it.

Let's go back now, it's the rainy season recently, and the weather is too cold, I still have to wear this sable fur to stay warm.Wen Renyan wrapped the sable fur well in the cloth, wrapped it in his arms, and was ready to go out.

"Ah, my umbrella!" Wen Renyan stepped into the water and remembered that his little broken umbrella was gone long ago, and he was too embarrassed to bring this new umbrella to Mu Wan, after all, Mu Wan also belonged to the royal family. People, if they see this paper umbrella, what will Buzao think.At this time, all the monks living near him went to meditate, and few of them were in the meditation room, and he couldn't borrow a paper umbrella.

So Wen Renyan borrowed a big straw hat from the little monk in charge of sweeping the floor and set off.

After asking several senior brothers who passed by, they learned about Mu Wan's residence.Concubine Song lived in the Zen room next to Jingren Courtyard, and she walked out to the quiet and beautiful backyard of the Zen temple, while Mu Wan lived at the other end of Jingren Courtyard. I heard that if she lived close to Concubine Song, Concubine Song would always miss her son , can't achieve a very meditation effect, so Mu Wan lives in a place with more pilgrims, and it is also the most beautiful meditation room in bamboo.

Wen Renyan carried the sable fur and wore the big straw hat crookedly all the way to the front of Mu Wan's meditation room. Seeing that there were three big characters "Bamboo Monastery" written on the gate of the courtyard, the characters were very thin and beautiful. Wen Renyan thought for a while, as if It is somewhat similar to the words on the paper umbrella.

Probably also the person from the royal family gave the question.Wen Renyan rubbed his chin. In his previous life, this bamboo monastery was still reserved. According to his master, it was once the residence of a master. Then the master suddenly came out of the mountain and hid in the world ever since.Because the master was named "Bamboo Lotus", a royal talent named it "Bamboo Monastery" and lived here. Since then, the Bamboo Monastery has become the Zen room where the royal family lived in blessing ceremonies or offering sacrifices to heaven.

Although it is a Zen room, there is not only a quiet courtyard, but also exquisite furniture and beds, and even a stove. The monastery used to be chic and antique.Because of the changes in the world in later generations, Xuyuan Temple has gradually become a temple to visit. As a famous meditation room, the Bamboo Monastery is well protected. Few people can walk into it to see the true face, even Wen Renyan , It’s just sighing and sighing outside.

But now, he can actually see the true face of the tightly guarded Bamboo Monastery! !It's just a hair, a hair, a hair!If he hadn't come to look for Mu Wan, he wouldn't have known about the existence of Zhu Monastery. After all, what the master said were all rumors recorded in the history of Xuyuan Temple, and there was no record of how many years ago, so he didn't expect the rumors to be true.It seems that he has to pick a good time to explore the Xuyuan Temple in this era. Maybe he can read all the Zen rooms that he couldn't touch in the previous life and couldn't see the books now!

"Knock, knock, knock..." Wen Renyan calmed down his excited heart, and carefully knocked on the door that he couldn't touch in his previous life.

The door creaked open, and a little maid poked her head out and looked at him strangely.

"Hi girl, I'm looking for Prince Mu, is he there?" Wen Renyan said respectfully.

The little servant girl shook her head, "The lord doesn't see anyone, please masters don't come again."

It seems that some monks came here specially to find Mu Wan...Wen Renyan handed over the burden and said, "This is the sable fur that Prince Mu borrowed from the monk before. If it is not convenient to see you, then please return it to Prince Mu for me." .”

Hearing these words, the little maid looked up at him again, and suddenly said, "Are you the old acquaintance that the prince said last time?"

"Yes." Wen Renyan pretended to be familiar without hesitation.

"My lord said that if you come, I will let you in by yourself." The little maid opened the door, "Little master, please come in quickly."

Mu Wan is always so arrogant, why did you ask me to come in.Wen Renyan rolled his eyes, and slowly walked into the hall with Diaoqiu in his arms.Although there were only stools and tea tables in the hall, they were very delicate, and the patterns on the tea sets were also extremely beautiful. Wen Renyan probed through it and slowly moved to the hall.

Seeing that cold back and ink-like long hair, Wen Renyan hastily whispered, "Prince."

Prince Mu slowly turned his head, showing half of his thin cheeks, and raised his eyebrows to look at him.

"The sable fur that you gave me last time, Prince, I have brought it here now. I am really grateful for what happened last time." Since it was very strange to call himself a poor monk in front of Mu Wan, Wen Renyan no longer called himself that, " So I……"

Before he could speak halfway, he saw Mu Wan holding an umbrella in his hand, and that worn-out umbrella was already the one he had inexplicably replaced in front of the Buddhist hall.

"Mu Wan, what are you doing!!"