Buddha mouth dragon heart

Putan put the vegetarian food into the rice bowl, then took Jin Yan's hand, put the rice bowl in his hand to hold it, and stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his right hand.

Touched by that warm hand again, Jin Yan's fingers trembled inexplicably, he couldn't tell what it felt like, he didn't hate it, but he seemed to be afraid, maybe he realized who the person in front of him was, and he couldn't control his heart no matter what That fear.

However, he lost his hearing and vision, so he felt different from usual. He held the rice bowl tightly and put his chopsticks into the bowl, but he failed to poke it a few times.

The right wrist was held again, the chopsticks in his hand were taken away, and a slightly cool spoon handle was replaced. Then the whole hand was held and turned a few times, as if telling him where to insert the spoon and how to scoop it up. come out.

Jin Ni took a slight breath, trying to keep his emotions stable. After the other party felt that he knew how to eat with a spoon, his hand was released, and Jin Ni relaxed, and slowly used the spoon to eat mouthfuls. Mouth delivery.

All the dishes are vegetarian, and Jin Yan doesn't know what they are made of. It doesn't taste very good, but it still tastes delicious when you are hungry.

After 10 minutes, Jin Yan ate his fill and groped to put down the bowls and chopsticks, only to realize that he seemed to be the only person eating all the time, resisting the curiosity to ask, he only asked softly: "How long will it take for me to recover? "

"Because of the delay, it should be longer than what I said before." Putan glanced at Jin Ni, who still seemed a little afraid of him, but it was much better than that night.

"How long was that?" Jin Yan didn't show any gratitude at all, and he didn't show any special politeness to Botan, and even asked a bit aggressively.

Botan didn't mind, he understood Jin Yi's mood after suddenly encountering this situation, "Two months, if the donor cooperates with this monk, Amitabha!"

"Cooperate? How to cooperate?" Perhaps because he couldn't see Botan's face, and the other party's voice was unusually gentle, Jin Ni lost his fear.

Pu Tan looked at Jin Yan, who was also facing Pu Tan, his deep black eyes seemed to be staring closely at Pu Tan's face, Pu Tan shook his head helplessly, "Don't be impatient, benefactor, please be calm and calm. It is good for you to recover your body, if your mood fluctuates, it is easy to be controlled by resentment, Amitabha..." He said and recited the meditation mantra in a low voice.

Jin Yan's irritability gradually subsided in the deep voice of the other party.

The number of people in the guest room of Lingfo Temple has decreased by nearly half. Most of these people came to see Botan, but none of them had seen Botan. They all came to get first-hand news. It seems that there is no such person as Botan at all, they are all chasing rumors, and the monks in the temple never mention anything about the abbot.

Room accommodation in the temple also costs food and lodging, which is called a donation of incense money, so some people couldn't bear it and left.

Some people looked up the hillside in the backyard of Lingfo Temple and found that there is a meditation room on the top of the mountain. They also heard that the abbot of Putan lives there, so some people still climb up to the top of the mountain every day, but everyone gets lost on the hillside. , was finally rescued by the monks, and these people had no intention of staying any longer.

In this way, fewer and fewer people stayed, and life in Lingfo Temple was considered peaceful.

Jingjue walked into the account room, quietly came behind Jingyuan, put his toes on the other side's shoulder and looked down at the ledger in his hand, "Uncle Master has a good income recently, right?"

"That's right, there are so many people..." Jing Yuan stopped talking, and suddenly turned around and grabbed Jing Jue by the neck, pulling him in front of him, "What do you mean, boy?"

"Uncle Master, what are you doing? This action is so ugly. I just asked because there are many guests in the backyard recently, and I didn't say that you are pocketing your own money." Jing Jue chuckled, and Jing Yuan let him go.

Jing Yuan glanced at him, "What are the monastics doing with their private pockets? The money they earn is just to renovate the temple. Thanks to the abbot's suggestion this time, he told me to take care of these people. We are a temple. , it is also necessary to burn incense, of course it is normal to charge some accommodation fees."

"That's true, but the master's meaning should be to let nature take its course. These people are ordinary people. After a long time, there will naturally be ordinary things to deal with, and they will leave soon. But the uncle thought of giving them The price is definitely going to go up if you live in a first-class room..." Jing Jue's fingers tapped on Jing Yuan's account book.

"Go! I'll feed them vegetarian food and spicy food, real vegetarian food!" Jingyuan patted Jingjue's bright head, chanted Amitabha, and went to the tent in the tent. Walking inside, I returned the account book to a monk who was sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard, "Put this away, I still like to read this kind of account book written in the notebook, and keep the accounts in your computer for yourself to read."

The monk nodded, quickly put away the ledger, and greeted Jing Jue when he saw him.

Jing Yuan grabbed Jing Jue's wrist, dragged him out of the tent, and came to the yard, "Do you have nothing to do today? Go meditate if you have nothing to do."

"I have something to do, and I came here to find my uncle." Jing Jue looked around, and seeing his cautious look, Jing Yuan also became alert, "Is something wrong?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's that Xia Xiaopeng..." When Jingjue mentioned Xia Xiaopeng, Jingyuan was taken aback for a moment, but when he saw Jingjue's headache expression, he immediately thought of that person. As time went on, he even forgot about this person up.