"How does this feel... just like her home?"

The sudden voice from behind Pei Wende not only startled him, but also revealed his inner thoughts.

"Obviously he is just an ordinary pilgrim, but he knows the conditions of the wing rooms in the temple very well."

"In addition, they deliberately chose to come to Mulian Temple near dusk, which shows that they are frequent visitors to this temple."

With a gentle and easy-going tone, the handsome and handsome monk Hui Ji slowly opened the door of the wing and appeared in front of Pei Wende.

"A group of young girls appeared strangely in a nearly abandoned temple, and there were signs of permanent residence."

"Xiao Langjun, do you also think this is strange?"

It was obviously the first time they met, but Hui Ji's familiarity made Pei Wende feel a strange sense of intimacy.

"Who are you?"

He did not answer Hui Ji's question directly, because Pei Wende had already realized that the girls were not as simple as they appeared on the surface as soon as he saw them.

Pei Wende was now more curious about what the monk in front of him did than the secrets hidden in this temple.

According to what the old abbot said before, the monk was just passing through here and chose to stay in this temple because he was tired and thirsty.

But judging from the current situation, this sudden appearance of the monk seems not as simple as he imagined.

Especially after noticing that the ring finger and little finger of this monk's left hand were missing, Pei Wende felt that he might have met a "master".

In some martial arts novels written by Pei Wende in his previous life, there was a widely circulated saying that the last people in the world should not be provoked are the elderly, children, and women.

In this real world where demons and monsters exist, monks and Taoists, especially monks and Taoists at the "Heaven and Earth" level, are the ones who really need to be careful.

Because you never know whether the disabilities of these monks and Taoists were left behind when they were slaying demons, or were caused deliberately in order to make their oaths clear.

"The young monk Huiji came here from Jizhou, Jiangxi to look for someone."

Seemingly sensing Pei Wende's inadvertent caution, Hui Ji explained clearly.

"While passing by here, I noticed that this temple seemed to have something 'unknown' about it, so I found an excuse to stay here."

Listening to Hui Ji's explanation with a face full of black lines, Pei Wende once again felt a certain familiarity from the other person.

"If I remember correctly, monks should not tell lies!"

Pei Wende said the questioning sentence in an affirmative tone. This was not a rhetorical question about Huiji, but an emphasis on the Buddhist precepts.

The five major Buddhist precepts are: do not kill, do not steal, do not engage in sexual misconduct, do not lie, and do not drink alcohol.

Even people like Pei Wende, who has not become a monk, know this clearly, so as a serious monk, Huiji's previous remarks were obviously against the precepts.

"The five precepts of Buddhism were established by our predecessors in order to guide people to be good and to persuade all living beings."

With a slight smile on her lips, Hui Ji looked at Pei Wende in front of her and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from him.

"However, the existence of precepts is only a means, not an end."

"If you want to do great good, if you do great good, you need to keep your purpose in mind instead of rigidly adhering to the precepts."

"If not, if you can achieve transcendence and rebirth by following the rules, then it would be too easy to practice and become a Buddha in this world."

Although he did not explicitly say "I lied to do good deeds," the hidden meaning behind Hui Ji's words made Pei Wende finally understand where the familiarity on the other party came from.

【Old monk?】

Yes, the disdain for tradition and classics shown by Huiji at this moment is exactly the same as Zen Master Lingyou.

In other words, both of them are the kind of mad monks who not only see through the chaos of the world, but also see through the Buddhist precepts and classics.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, but they remain in the heart of the Buddha."

After hearing Pei Wende's whispered words, Hui Ji's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What a poem, what a poem! It seems you know this too!"

"But this poem has to have a premise, that is, the monk who does this must be a master with a very high level of Buddhism and a heart of great compassion."

"Doing this without knowing this reason is tantamount to persuading people to fall into the devil's path."

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"After wine and meat passed through the intestines, did the Buddha remain in his heart?"

In the Main Hall of Mulian Temple, under the seats of the Buddhas of the three generations, the old abbot who had just arranged the accommodation for the young lady of the Li family could not help but murmur to himself.

"What a 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, but remain in the Buddha's heart'!"

The voice was neither happy nor sad, but the old abbot's eyes gradually became sharper in the process.

Like a tiger coming out of its gate, the old abbot's increasingly sharp eyes no longer had the kind-hearted look on his face, but were replaced by a domineering look that showed no anger or self-power.

"Yuan De!"

Upon hearing his master's call, Yuande, who had been meditating silently outside the Main Hall, immediately stood up and walked behind Lao Fangzheng.

"Master?"

Just like other ordinary monks, Yuan De looks like a young man who is not too old.

But from his skinny body and piercing eyes, we can tell that he is an ascetic who follows the ascetic path.

Using physical pain to hone spirit and will and seek transcendence in thinking and realm is the so-called asceticism.

"Yuande, how many years has it been since I adopted you from the refugees?"

Nodding slightly and saluting, Yuande spoke slowly in his highly discerning voice.

"This disciple has been lonely since he was a child. Both his parents died. He fled here with his elders from his hometown ten years ago."

"Fortunately, I was adopted by my master. Not only did I survive, but I have now found my way back."

Looking at Yuande with some confusion, the old abbot murmured in a tone of emotion or relief.

"It turns out that ten years have passed since then, and you are already this old."

Suddenly, the old abbot who was originally domineering and arrogant seemed to have turned back into the kind-hearted old man, and even his tone became much softer.

"Yuan De, I have never asked you to do anything in the past ten years..."

"But this time, I hope you can do me a favor."

Without hesitation, Yuande nodded without even asking the old abbot what he wanted to do, and gave a positive answer.

"Once a teacher, always a father."

"Master, whatever you ask for, whatever you wish for, even if it means going up a mountain of swords and going down into a sea of ​​fire, my disciple will never give up."
Chapter completed!