Chapter 8

"Amitabha."

The abbot gently read a Buddha salute, looked at the disciples kneeling in front of him and said, "the new building is not built in a day. Now that our sleeves are empty, how can we rebuild the temple? Why don't you go down the mountain first, hang up in other temples, or pray for alms everywhere, and then return to the mountain to rebuild the temple when the time is right in the future

With that, he bent down and picked up a bowl blackened by smoke from the pile of black things at his feet. He walked slowly to Tang Ning and put the bowl in her hand: "take this bowl, go down the mountain!"

Tang Ning looked at the black bowl in his hand and wanted to say something to the abbot, but he turned around and said to the disciples kneeling on the ground: "you all get up! Take a bowl and go down the mountain Then he went to the stone stool and sat down.

He put the bowl in his arms. Tang Ning came forward, picked up a small pot, ran to the water source to wash it, and then took a jar full of water

She came to the abbot with the jar in her hands. After she handed him the water in silence, she took a step back, folded her hands and saluted him.

The abbot held the jar filled with water in his hand and looked at the disciple saluting him in front of him. He was stunned for a moment. He saw that he had finished the ceremony, turned around and went out.

At this moment, he did not recognize this disciple, which one was it?

Looking at the other disciples, he was stunned.

2、 Four, six Eighteen. The eighteen disciples are all there. Where did the one just now come from?

The abbot looked down at the water in his hand, but he was slightly distracted. I saw that the water in the pot was slightly shimmering. In the clear water, there were more than a dozen gold leaves in it

A few days later, yunzhongcheng.

On the busy streets of the city, the 13-4-year-old monk looked around the busy town with a bowl in his hand. His eyes were full of curiosity and interest in the city.

The young monk's exquisite and excellent appearance also attracted the attention of the people in the street. Even more charitable people put two steamed bread or fruits into her bowl.

This little monk is no one else. It is Tang Ning who left the temple.

After she left the temple, she found some herbs for detoxification, swelling and inflammation, smashed and rubbed all over her body, and then took the juice to avoid being bitten by rats.

In the past two days, the inflamed and inflamed wounds caused by rat bites have disappeared, but those wounds have not yet completely dissipated. What's more, the traces of whips on the body have covered the body one by one. Up to now, pressing the marks will cause faint pain.

"I have to get some money to buy medicine to recuperate my body first." She whispered, looking at the streets of people, thinking, where is the money coming from?

After walking for a while, she noticed that someone followed her, turning back inadvertently. Her eyes glanced over the two furtive men, and lowered their eyes slightly, which made a cold impression on the bottom of their eyes.

Although her appearance is very good, but after all, it is a little monk's dress up, no matter how, there will not be such a human face and beast like people staring at her, but do not want to, this just entered the city not long ago, someone has been staring at her.

Her pace is still not slow, as if not aware of the general. However, it is to go to the lane where people are less and less. When they turn a corner, they lose sight.

"Where are the people?"

Two men on the second floor of gas refining quickly walked into the alley, but did not see the little monk before.

Downing came out from behind them with a seemingly harmless smile: "are you looking for me?"