"No, let's change the name of our temple. Don't call it Lanruo Temple. This name is really unlucky!"

"I think it's pretty good. Besides, these three words were left by the first abbot of Lanruo Temple for thousands of years!" Kong Kong said.

"This is history and thoughts. Besides, don't you think these three words are very artistic?"

"What kind of artistic conception is it?"

"It's like a dragon soaring through the sky." Kong Kong stared at those three words.

After hearing what he said, Wu Sheng looked at those three words carefully. They looked good. There was a sense of free and easy movement between the strokes. They seemed to be unconstrained by the wooden plaque. There was an extremely vast space behind them.

Like the endless sky.

"how?"

"The word is a good word, but I still feel it is unlucky!" Wu Sheng said.

After hearing this, Kong Kong smiled and carried the food into the temple.

In the courtyard, a tall monk was sweeping the floor with a broken broom. He was nearly eight feet tall, with strong bones, a dark complexion, and thick eyebrows.

This is the abbot's disciple, Wusheng's senior brother, whose dharma name is Wuxie.

During the past few days in the monastery, Wu Sheng summarized the daily work of this taciturn senior brother, sweeping the floor, cleaning the room, cooking, and being in a daze.

Yes, there are all kinds of dazes. When cleaning the main hall, he will daze in front of the Buddha statue. When sweeping the floor, he will daze in front of the sky. When he goes out to pick wild fruits, he will daze in front of the sky. This senior brother seems to be thinking all the time.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

"Uncle Master." Seeing Kong Kong come back, he stepped forward to say hello.

"Senior brother." Wu Sheng took the initiative to say hello.

From then on, we have been living together in this temple, under the same roof. I don’t know how long we will be together, months, years, or even longer. The relationship will always be more harmonious.

"Junior brother, have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out. From now on, I will become a monk at Lanruo Temple." Wu Sheng said.

"That's really great." Wu Nu grinned after hearing this.

"Where's Senior Brother Abbot?"

"Master has gone out to practice." Wu Nu said.

"Oh, let me know when you see him come back."

"Yes, uncle." Wu Nui said respectfully.

After putting away the food, I returned to my room. I was tired, both physically and mentally. I lay on the bed and looked outside through the window. From here, I could see a tall banyan tree in the yard.

, luxuriant branches and leaves.

The wind blew in through the window. I don't know when Wu Sheng fell asleep. This time he didn't dream about ghosts, not even a dream. He slept very soundly. When he woke up, the sky outside was already dark.

After he got down, he got up and moved around. His stomach growled, reminding him that it was time to have dinner.

When he came to the yard, he found that his senior brother Wu Wu was staring at the sky in a daze. Wu Sheng looked up and saw that there were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky and a sunset in the distance, which was very beautiful.

Wu Sheng thought that this senior brother should have been a poet or painter before becoming a monk.

After dinner, the four monks in Lanruo Temple gathered together for a rare occasion, and Wu Sheng also saw the usually elusive abbot uncle again.

A pair of eyes that are frighteningly bright.

"Have you figured it out?" the abbot asked, his voice loud and confident.

"I figured it out," Wu Sheng said.

The reality is so cruel, what can he do if he can't figure it out?

"There is nothing wrong with being a monk. You can eat when you want, sleep when you want, and walk when you want. You are free and at ease!" the abbot said, waving his sleeves.

Wu Sheng felt that what he said sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. Moreover, when a monk has six pure roots and abides by pure rules and precepts, there is no freedom and freedom. Later he realized that the abbot was right!

Dinner was porridge, hard pancakes, and some wild fruits.

Looking at this shabby meal, Wu Sheng realized that his miserable life had just begun.

After dinner, the four of them went about their own business.

The abbot and Kong Kong went back to their rooms, while Wuyou stood under the bodhi tree in silence. Wusheng strolled slowly in the yard alone, taking a walk after meals to help digestion.

Lanruo Temple is very large, with several rooms. However, due to lack of maintenance, except for the main hall, side halls and a few wing rooms, which are still intact, the remaining buildings are in dilapidated condition, and some have even collapsed.

The whole temple was so quiet that it was eerie, Wu Sheng could have heard a pin drop.

The sky has darkened, and the entire temple is pitch black. Even eating is difficult. Lighting candles is naturally a luxury. At night, the entire temple is even quieter. The temple is surrounded by dense woods, and from time to time there are

Several wild beast roars.

Under such circumstances, there was nothing to do but lie in bed. It was probably because he slept too much in the afternoon. He turned over and over again and just couldn't fall asleep. Late at night, he really couldn't sleep. When he got up, he suddenly

I saw a dark shadow flash past in the courtyard of the house.

His heart skipped a beat.

Human or ghost?

He took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door. He cautiously stuck his head out and looked to both sides. It was quiet outside. There was no one in sight. The waning moon in the sky was like a dog, and the moonlight was cold. There was an old tree in the yard, although

It's not as good as the bodhi tree in the front yard, but it's still luxuriant.

After thinking for a while, he took a deep breath and quietly left the room, then walked along the corner to the side. When he reached the corner of the room, he suddenly stopped.

Hey hey hey,

He heard someone laughing.

In such a silent night, the laughter was so weird and penetrating. Wu Sheng suddenly stood up with all the hair on his body, and his heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

He huddled in the corner and gently poked his head out. Under the moonlight, he saw a figure with a bright bald head.

Monk?

The bald head seemed to feel something, and turned around suddenly, his eyes as bright as daggers, staring straight at him.

"Uncle Abbot." Wu Sheng was stunned.

At this time, a sudden gust of wind blew up and made him feel cold all over.

"It's midnight, you're not sleeping in the house, why are you running around?" the abbot said.

"Is it my fault that I should ask you this? You stayed up in the middle of the night, ran around all over the yard, and were still here laughing weirdly. What the hell do you want to do?!" Wu Shengxin said.

"I slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep at night. But, Uncle Abbot, you're still up in the middle of the night?"

"I ate too much at night and went out for a walk," the abbot said.

"You didn't count how much you ate in the evening. You just drank a small bowl of porridge, and the chicken wasn't even enough." Wu Sheng cursed.

"Anything else?"

"It's okay. I'm going back to the house first. Master Abbot, please take a rest early."

"Yes." The old monk nodded.

After walking a few steps, he looked back and found that the old monk was still standing there staring at him. In the dark night, his eyes were shining with a strange light, which was very penetrating.

Wu Sheng quickened his pace and returned to his room. After closing the door, he locked the door from the inside, then closed the window, then approached the crack of the door and quietly listened to the movement outside.

Hey hey hey, a burst of slight laughter came from outside.

He’s still really laughing!

Listening to this laughter, Wu Sheng's heart beat.
Chapter completed!