Shaolin monk

After Ling Duoduo left Zhishan, he practiced kung fu on the mountain path for a while, and then looked up at the height of the rising sun. Seeing that the time was almost up, he walked slowly towards Shaolin Temple.

Ever since he ended the conversation with Zhishan, he has been showing a thoughtful look. Even when he was in Zamabu, he was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking. He was caught by Zhishan who came to inspect , beat the bamboo strips with his hands.

Ling Duoduo suffered countless hardships in the previous three lives, and his hands and feet were worn out every time he practiced martial arts. He didn't care about this level of pain at all. He wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but felt hypocritical, so he just bowed his head in repentance, and sincerely apologized and begged for mercy.

The three idiots next to him helped to say a few good words, Zhizhi saw that he was indeed too young, so he didn't hold on to him anymore.

Ling Duoduo didn't take it seriously, just took it as an insignificant episode, and continued squatting in a daze.

Zhizhi patrolled around and left, followed by Sanjie and Sanzhi, and came back after a while, pulling him to a corner alone, both of them looked very unhappy.

What do you mean, the matter is over, Chih-chih will not let these two apprentices beat him up again, right?Ling Duoduo was a little confused, but showed a startled look, and asked in surprise, "What are you two senior brothers doing?"

"Duoduo, have you been bullied by the big kids here?" San Jie took his hand and looked at it. There were not only the red marks from the bamboo strips, but also the scars from when he smashed the pine tree himself, " The master just scolded us, saying that we didn't manage you well."

Because he practiced the same set of boxing techniques, the place where his palm touched the pine tree was the same every time. In fact, his hand had been injured for a while, but the wound from yesterday was worn out again today, so it still looks new , looks like he was just injured.

Ling Duoduo shook his head blankly: "No, this is when I went to the Plum Blossom Resort today to look for Xiaoxiao. I accidentally fell. I was afraid that my seniors would laugh at my stupid head, so I didn't dare to tell you."

"So that's how it is?" Sanjie breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't bullied by other children, he would be able to explain to his tough master.

He is older than San Chi, and his mind is more flexible. Because of his intelligence, he has a particularly bad reputation in the Shaolin Temple. Seeing that many children surrounded him out of curiosity, he took the opportunity to say: "You see, Master is still a very good person. , saw that you were injured, and asked specifically."

Ling Duoduo still agrees with this sentence. Smart people are really good. Although he is strict and rigid, he treats his disciples equally, and he doesn't despise him because of his young age.

He smiled and nodded, but the other observers obviously held different opinions on this. Several younger children couldn't help sticking out their tongues, and hurriedly dispersed.

San Jie was quite embarrassed by their reaction, and muttered a few words unfairly, seeing Ling Duoduo still standing where he was, smiling with a good-natured look, he felt that this child was really good-natured and well-behaved.

Ling Duoduo asked: "Brother, what kind of scriptures do you recite every day in Buddhist classes?"

"Why, are you still interested in this?" Although this question seems a bit weird, the three idiots and the three precepts didn't take it to heart. Inexplicable question.

Ling Duoduo didn't intend to tell anyone about his encounter with Zhishan in the morning, because it's very detrimental to integrate into the collective life, he just nodded and said: "Yes, this morning, I saw Mrs. Wumei Holding a Buddhist scripture and reading it, I wanted her to explain it to me, but she said the content of the book was too deep for me to understand.”

San Chi muttered, "What's so good about reading the Buddhist scriptures?" San Jie slapped him on the back of the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? If the master heard it, you'd have to scold him."

As a senior brother, he has to create a good image in front of his younger brothers. After the three precepts beat the three idiots, he turned his head to face Ling Duoduo, with an extremely fake and happy smile on his face: "We are now reciting "Fa Hua" Sutra, get spiritual baptism."

Ling Duoduo memorized the name, and after thanking him, he sat around the dining table with other young disciples and waited for dinner.

They are big pots of rice, a dozen people sit on both sides of the long table, and a pot of rice and vegetables are placed in the middle of the table.There was not enough food for the adult disciples, so the little ones were allocated a separate table, and there was always leftover food on their table, and after eating, it was divided among the unsatisfied adult disciples.

This is also a way for Shaolin to protect young disciples. Ling Duoduo finished his breakfast and saw that the Three Idiots and Three Precepts had announced their disbandment today, so he left the door of the Buddha Heart Xiaozhu and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

Using these few days, he had already figured out the layout of the Shaolin Temple, avoided several places where monks often passed by, took a few detours, and arrived at the door of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion without much effort.

The Buddhist scripture pavilions in Shaolin Temple that Ling Duoduo had seen before were all tall pagodas, nine stories high, but the Shaolin Temple he met in this life seemed to be a half-cottage version, and even the Buddhist scripture pavilions had shrunk a lot, only three It is tall, but it can be regarded as the tallest building in South Shaolin Temple.

He stood on tiptoe cautiously and exerted enough strength in his arms before slowly pushing open the heavy mahogany door.There are shelves of books inside, which are cleaned very cleanly. An old monk with white beard and hair is cleaning the dust on the bookshelves with a handle whisk. After hearing the sound, he turned his head very slowly and looked at him.

Ling Duoduo could tell at a glance that the other party did not possess any internal martial arts strength. Thinking of what Zhishan had said to him before leaving, he folded his hands together and bent down to perform the Buddhist salute, saying respectfully: "Ling Duoduo, a disciple of the Shaolin layman, has seen Uncle Zhihui."

Zhihui is not one of the four great elders of Shaolin, and Ling Duoduo has never heard of such an elder from any Shaolin disciple before, but the other party can make the abbot of Shaolin call him "senior brother", obviously he is also a senior person .

This master Zhihui reacted extremely coldly to his arrival, just nodded without answering, and continued to clean up.

Ling Duoduo tactfully stopped talking, turned around and closed the door, and walked through the bookshelves to browse the titles of the books on them.

As a person who has lived in ancient times for two lifetimes, he has no trouble recognizing the traditional Chinese characters in books, but this body does not seem to be able to read characters, so he also pretends not to understand. They walked around all the bookshelves, putting on a helpless and dazed face.

All the books on the first floor are Buddhist scriptures, but there are padlocked doors on the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor. At the same time, Ling Duoduo felt that when she approached the stairs, Zhihui's eyes would fall on her.

He didn't show the slightest interest in the second floor, and stopped at the door after walking around on the first floor, watching Zhihui hesitate to speak.

Zhihui didn't pay attention, and after finishing her cleaning work, she turned around and walked towards him, and said when she got closer, "According to the Shaolin Temple regulations, lay disciples are not allowed to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. You are the abbot's kindness, and you can make an exception to read it." All books on one floor."

"I, Master, I don't know how to read yet. Can you find me a book called "Lotus Sutra"?" Ling Duoduo added, "The brothers told me that they are learning this book recently."

"The Lotus Sutra is not suitable for beginners to learn." Zhihui took a book from the nearest bookshelf and threw it into his arms, "This is "The Four Elements of Enlightenment", which is the enlightenment scripture for Buddhist disciples who are new to Buddhism. , you can take it for reference."

Ling Duoduo really wanted to remind him tactfully that as a three-year-old kid who didn't even know the title of the book, it would be too difficult to just throw him a book to read like this, but after thinking about it, he was right. Did not hold on to their own obligations.

He obediently took the scriptures, found a futon near the window and sat down, held the book and flipped it back and forth, frowning as if wondering which side was the front, after tossing for a while, he finally straightened the book , Turned to the first page, stared at the words above and recited silently.

Ling Duoduo didn't intend to take the book out of the Sutra Pavilion. It would be difficult to explain to others. He has a high ability to understand and grasp the text, but the Buddhist scriptures are hard to understand, and it still seems to be quite difficult.

Because he wanted to pretend that he didn't understand, he sat staring at the first page for half an hour, memorized all the words on it by heart, and even understood most of the meaning by guessing.

Ling Duoduo almost burst into tears. In his previous life, he had deserted the light and defected to the Sun Moon God Sect. As long as he met Fang Zheng, he would be nagged by the old monk. He never spoke without rest for an hour or two, and listening to him was an indescribable torture, which made Fang the most feared person in Ling Duoduo's two lifetimes.

Thinking about it now, at that time, I really didn’t know the blessings in the blessings. There was a Buddhist master like Fangzheng explaining at the side. He didn’t know how to be grateful. Can't find where the old bones are.

He was in a daze, when Zhihui, who was sweeping the floor suddenly, said loudly: "Walk into the four lines and take pictures of all the lines."

The other party stopped talking after finishing a sentence. Ling Duoduo was shocked. This was clearly the first sentence of "The Classic of the Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism". Seeing that Zhihui had no objection, he repeated the next four words.

Zhihui repeated the first sentence three times, waited for him to repeat it three times, and then continued to recite: "Practitioner of Resentment: Cultivating the Tao is suffering, so read it to the end."

The other party was really explaining the scriptures to him. It seemed that the previous snub was just testing him. Ling Duoduo knew this well, and followed him to read it over and over again.