Chapter 447

Jingsi tried his best to run to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and the heavy footstep made a sound on the withered and yellow bamboo leaves.

"Jingsi, I've told you many times. I'll eat less white steamed bread in the future."

In the bamboo grove Pavilion, a monk with white eyebrows is meditating with his eyes closed.

Jingsi holds the pillar of the pavilion and gasps for breath. He wants to talk and says it's not easy. He pinches his waist.

Jingxin opens one eye, looks at Jingsi, closes another, moves his buttocks, adjusts his sitting posture, and continues to meditate in deep sleep.

"Live... Abbot, come... Come with me... Go to the Zen room... See..."

"I don't see anyone. I sincerely donated sesame oil money to let him come early tomorrow. My meditation today will not end until dark. Please let him go back."

Jingsi rolled his eyes and patted his chest. Finally, he was gasping and could speak quickly.

"Don't make trouble, elder martial brother. Come with me. There are three benefactors. If you have doubts, it's a benefactor who wants to ask you. She looks very good."

"Bang - your elder martial brother, am I one of those people who judge people by their appearance? When you say no, you don't

Jingxin has no intention of opening her eyes. Jingsi sits down against the pillar and takes out a handkerchief from her arms to wipe her sweat.

"The benefactor said that she only wanted to have a cup of tea with you. The amount of sesame oil she donated to me should be 30000 Liang."

"Oh? Thirty thousand taels of sesame oil just for a cup of tea with me? "

Jingxin opened one eye and looked at Jingsi. Jingsi nodded and continued.

"Originally, people were going to leave. I stopped them. Otherwise, they would have taken the 30000 Liang to Bailong temple."

"Well! I believe that the bad Taoists in bailongguan are so insincere that I have to stay here and send them away. I have to meditate until dark. I have no time. "

The meditation eye sees that the open eye of meditation will close again, and the sweat on the forehead is more.

"Ah, OK, the benefactor is not bad and generous. The key is that the sesame cake is delicious. I've never had such a delicious sesame cake before. It's a pity. I don't know if I can get two more when I send them away. It seems that there are quite a lot of sesame cakes in their package. Elder martial brother, please continue to meditate. I'll go back in a hurry. Before I come out, they begin to sit down and eat sesame cakes. I'm afraid they'll all eat them up later. Eh? Elder martial brother, where are you going? You wait for me... "

He stood up and found that there was still a figure of elder martial brother meditating in the pavilion. When he looked around again, he saw the figure of elder martial brother rushing out of the bamboo forest.

"Where else?"?! Of course, I'm going to see sesame cake. Ah, bah, I'm going to see the benefactor. Please keep up. "

After a few ups and downs, Jingxin came down from the back mountain. He ran all the way to the outside of the Zen room and stopped fiercely. After groping up and down for a while, he decided that there was nothing different. Then he recited the voice Buddha with the appearance of a world expert.

As the door of the Buddhist temple opened, Liang Yuan looked at the white browed monk standing outside and made a salute.

"You must be the master of meditation."

"Exactly."

"Why? Why didn't master Jingsi come? "

"That bucket... I mean, the wooden bucket in the kitchen is broken. He went to repair it, but the benefactor didn't know. Our Lingguang temple has always been thrifty, and things are broken. If they are repaired and used repeatedly, they can't be discarded."

At the end of his eyes, he saw a little black sesame in Liang Yuan's white teeth. He looked over Liang Yuan's shoulder and saw that Yang Qi and Wen jinniang were holding sesame pancakes and looking at themselves.

"Master Jingxin is here. Please come in. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I finally see you."

Yang Qi quietly holding sesame pancakes, will be the rest of the good folded in his arms to one side.

Wen jinniang put the rest of the pancake into her mouth, chewed it twice, and gave it a little smile. She watched master Jingxin sit down, poured the tea in person and handed it to her.

"Benefactor, why do you doubt? I will try my best to solve your doubts."

"Master Jingxin is worthy of the title of the eminent monk of Lingguang temple. The people's wife really needs the help of the master to solve the disaster. In fact, the people's wife wants to ask the master to go down the mountain and go to Beijing to do a Dharma service to escape the dead."

Jing Xin raised her eyes and looked at Wen jinniang, who was looking forward to her. After a cup of tea, she raised her lips and spat out two words.

"No

Wen jinniang heard that she was not angry and disappointed that she was rejected. Instead, she shook the silver note in her hand with great interest.

"It's strange that the little monk and master Jingsi of Lingguang Temple both said that the people's wives are sincere. The Buddha will feel the sincerity of the people's wives, and then they will be invited by all the people's wives. But now the people's wives will be disappointed and come back, won't they break the signboard of Lingguang temple?"

Calmly, looking at the silver note in wenjinniang's hand, she sneers.

"Madam, if you think that a lot of sesame oil and money is sincerity, you will underestimate the Buddha. The Buddha also says" fate ". Even if you are penniless, the Buddha will protect you. Today you are disappointed. It is not because the Buddha in Lingguang temple is not working, but because the fate between the Buddha and you has not yet arrived."

Wen jinniang's face is still peaceful, but her back teeth are tight. She is worthy of being an eminent monk. So many bank notes are not moved.

"What the master said is that if I can't fulfill my wish today, maybe I have no chance with Buddha. It seems that I have to go to Bailong temple to try my luck. Maybe I have a deeper relationship with daomen."

"If you three benefactors walk slowly, I won't see you off. I've had tea, so I'll leave."

Master Jingxin then stood up and walked out. Wen jinniang held the silver note tightly. It's really a hard nut to crack. It's much more difficult to deal with than Jingsi and the little Shami. It doesn't work to mention the white dragon temple.

"Master, please stay."

Liang Yuan and Wen jinniang look at the voice of Yang Qi, a foot has stepped out of the threshold of meditation also turned to see.

Yang Qi took out a complete sesame pancake from the package, went forward and handed it to master Jingxin.

"My sister said that it would be uncomfortable to drink tea on an empty stomach. This sesame pancake is all over the capital. I can't find another one that is better than my sister's. please try it, master."

Take a quiet look at the young man in front of you, then look at the sesame pancakes in your hands, secretly swallow saliva, stretch out your hand to roll off the white beard.

"Thank you, benefactor. I'm more respectful than obedient."

Yang Qi looked at Jingxin and finished eating sesame cake. He hung his head and thought about it for a while. Then he stuffed all the packages in his arms into Jingxin's arms.

"Thank you for your hospitality. My sister will not donate the sesame oil money. She and her brother-in-law sold all the valuable things in the family in exchange for it. If they can't succeed today, they will rely on that money to go back to earn a living. These sesame pancakes can be regarded as sesame oil money. Give them to the masters in the temple."

Liang Yuan's inner world gradually collapses. When did the little bunny become such a thief? However, with Yang Qi's words on his face, he puts on an indescribable look and takes Wen jinniang's shoulder and goes out.

"Lady, Xiaoqi, I'm incompetent. I'll take you down the mountain."

"Husband, don't be sad. It's not too difficult to do things. We'd better go to another master, Xiaoqi. Let's go."

The three of them salute to the meditation master, turn around and leave. They all count five numbers silently in their hearts. When they count for a while, they finally hear the meditation master say.

"Wait - I'll follow you down the mountain."