In the future life... protect beginners and practitioners... enter samadhi... be at peace physically and mentally... find great peace... and be free from all demons and gods... and the injustices and disasters that have never come before... debts from old deeds...

Come and cause trouble..."

Zheng Gui was originally an atheist, but when he came to this world, he began to have faith in gods and Buddhas. Therefore, although he was not allowed to read Buddhist scriptures, he did not dare to neglect his morning lessons every day. As time went by, he also felt that he was always busy doing homework.

Your heart will be peaceful and there will be no more worries.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, half of the sun rose in the eastern sky. The morning sun shone through the branches and leaves, through the window lattice and into the main hall. It happened to shine on the golden body of the Buddha, making it appear bright, brilliant, holy and majestic.

As the last words of the disciples' vows to seek rectification of the Dharma and righteous faith came to an end, the morning class came to an end.

The monks stood up and bowed to the leaders. The leaders walked away, and then the monks dispersed.

After the first chief of the three houses of Bodhi Court, Luohan Hall, and Discipline Court and the supervisor of the temple left, the monks of the Miscellaneous Service Court were finally there.

Zheng Gui knew that he was going to the Sutra Pavilion, so he stood still. After a while, the monks in front of the back hall dispersed. Master Huimeng, the head of the courtyard, twisted his beard and looked at Zheng Gui and the other two novice monks, saying: "

Today, the three of you are going to be on duty at the Sutra Pavilion. Please note that the Sutra Pavilion is the most important place in this temple, so you should not be careless..."

Master Huimeng was an old monk with a short stature. He had a gray beard and wore a yellow monk's robe. He gave instructions to Zheng Gui and the others in a deep voice.

Zheng Gui and others naturally agreed without hesitation. After a while, Master Huimeng turned sideways and said: "Ling Xing, this is your and Liao Fan's first time going to the Sutra Pavilion, I will personally take you there to hand over..."

After saying this, Huimeng turned around and led the way, followed by two novice monks, Zheng Gui, Feng Fan and Liao Xi.

After a while, the four of them arrived at the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion at the sixth entrance of the monastery. This place is adjacent to the abbot's room in the front and the Luohan Hall where the monks of the temple gather in the back. It can be said to be the heart of the group of guards.

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, the disciples on duty saluted, and then the old monk in yellow clothes who managed the place came out to talk to Huimeng.

Huimeng asked the old monk to arrange for Zheng Gui and the others. When the three novices entered the pavilion under the leadership of a warrior monk, Huimeng smiled and took out a yellowed book from his sleeve, handed it to the old monk and said

: "Senior brother Huidun, I have practiced the Lingye Hand. I am here to exchange for the secret book of the Great Lingye Hand."

The old monk took the secret book, looked through it, and said: "Junior brother's qualifications are really good. He has mastered the spirit leaf hand in more than seven months. Brother Yu, it took me more than ten months to master it..."

Zheng Gui didn't dare to look back. He could only see this in the corner of his eye. If he wanted to hear what happened next, he would have already gone too far. He didn't know what the two monks would say next.

However, after thinking for a moment, Zheng Gui also realized that Huimeng brought the three of them here just to find a reason to exchange secret books with Master Huidun, who was in charge of the Sutra Pavilion. However, it seemed that he had brought the three of them here on a special trip to earn some money.

The other two novice monks were deeply moved.

"I originally thought that the temple was a place for monks to practice, and it must be a quiet and carefree place. However, after more than ten days of seeing and experiencing, I realized that there is no pure land in the world. The Daxiong Zen Temple is similar to the world of mortals.

, each of these old monks are proficient in secular affairs, cunning and intelligent people..."

With a sigh in his heart, Zheng Gui heard the tall warrior monk point to a bookshelf full of scriptures and said: "You are responsible for organizing the books on this bookshelf, wiping off the dust on the bookshelf, and placing the scriptures neatly so that they are not damaged.

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After explaining, the monk went to the next bookshelf with annoyance and joy, leaving Zheng Gui blankly staring at the bookshelf that was as tall as a person and three feet long.
Chapter completed!