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Chapter 20 Small Temple

Mr. Wang, Maria and He Changzhi went back when they saw nothing happened.

Because I still wanted to stay here to pursue news about the old man with a severed hand, I stayed in Shaanxi.

Jia Dao, on the other hand, begged Xu Huizhu to stay, saying that Shaanxi was the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, with beautiful local customs, cultural relics and scenery, so he might as well stay. Xu Huizhu was moved by this and agreed to stay.

When I saw Xu Huizhu staying, no matter how she treated me now, I was happy in my heart.

Xu Huizhu looked at me and snorted coldly, "It's good to stay, so as to prevent some bad people from doing bad things!"

That was talking about me. I didn't think so, but I was even more secretly happy.

To leave a deep impression on a girl or woman, there are only two ways, one is to make him moved, the other is to make her angry.

But I am the second type, and it would be a bit risky to use this method to please a girl.

Now only me, Xu Huizhu and Jia Dao are left here.

In fact, to be honest, Xu Huizhu is indeed beautiful, and she is exactly the type that I like best. However, due to the misunderstanding that occurred when we met, Xu Huizhu does not seem to have a good impression of me, and every time I try to change her attitude toward me,

opinions, but unknowingly it turns into a quarrel between two people.

I feel depressed when I see the servant-like Jia Dao smiling after helping Xu Huizhu win. And when I see the servant-like Jia Dao who treats me like a thief, I feel even more depressed. I look at the follower-like Jia Dao and think to myself

, chasing girls like Jia Dao may not be successful. I am not very good at picking up girls, but Jia Dao is also a layman.

We live in a temple not far from the Institute. I can chat with the host in my free time. When chatting with the host, Xu Huizhu and Jia Dao usually go there. Only at this time, Xu Huizhu and I will not quarrel.

The money Mr. Wang invested in Tai Sui research was transferred to my account, and I gave him the one-year budget proposed by Professor Zhang. This was what Mr. Wang had told me.

Although this money is a drop in the bucket for Mr. Wang, investment is not a random behavior after all. Only a good system can play a good role. So this is also the reason why Jia Dao can’t expel me, and I don’t blame Jia Dao for his

My attitude is for Xu Huizhu. But I will never give in, because I can give in to everything, except feelings.

Because the so-called research institute was really simple and could only accommodate Professor Zhang and his students, Xu Huizhu, Jia Dao and I all lived in the temple.

This temple is on the mountain behind the institute, not far away, and also in the countryside. The temple is not big, and there are only two people: the abbot and the young novice monk.

The small temple does not seem to be famous, although it is very old.

The small temple is not shabby, because if any part of the temple is damaged, the abbot will take the novice monks to repair it himself. Unless there are some areas that cannot be done by oneself, they will hire someone to do it. Although there is no deliberate hiring of painters here.

The decoration is simple, crude and natural.

The abbot in charge of the temple is Master Xuanbei. He has white beard and hair and a kind face, but he is a powerful person who understands Buddhism.

Master Xuanbei did not come from a Buddhist school, but this did not affect his Buddhist attainments. On the contrary, he was invited to travel to various places from time to time.

It is said that a famous college once awarded him the honor of a doctorate in Buddhism, but Master Xuanbei disagreed.

A famous eminent monk said to him with envy, "Master, it is such an honor. You must know that only five people in the world, including you, have received this doctorate in Buddhism."

Master Xuanbei slowly turned around and said to the man, "What? Still can't let go? When can I get started?" After saying this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Master Xuanbei likes tranquility, which is one of the reasons why there are so few people in this temple. Master Xuanbei also hates turning tranquility into a place of fame and fortune. This makes me sincerely respect Master Xuanbei.

I couldn't help but think of a song that a singer sang a few years ago that made fun of an ancient legendary monk, called fahai, you don't understand love.

I didn't expect that an ordinary entertaining song would cause strong indignation from a certain Buddhist society, and I couldn't help but feel funny.

In the words of Master Xuanbei, those monks were too obsessed.

You must know that "Namo Amitabha" is not Namo, neither east, west nor south. Amitabha is in your heart. Only when there is a Buddha in your heart is there a true Buddha.

For another example, someone once asked the ancient Buddha, "What is the heart of the ancient Buddha". The ancient Buddha said, "It's shit, it's shit." It means that you don't have to stick to formalities when you believe in Buddhism, let alone pay attention to external thoughts, and really pay attention to it.

It should be the heart, even the most filthy place has the truth of becoming a Buddha.

Of course, precepts are indispensable. Nowadays, there are not too many precepts in Buddhism, but too few. Who can practice like Master Li Shutong?

I couldn't help but say a few more words. It was a simple view of the subtleties of Buddhism, and it was also out of respect for Master Xuanbei.

The reason why I live in the temple is because I have to help Professor Zhang take care of the institute's affairs in the past few days. I can't go far, and the temple is very close to the institute.

In addition, I saw undulating mountains and rivers not far away, and the terrain was ups and downs. The whole mountain range was somewhat aura-like. I also wanted to explore it while living here, because this kind of terrain is where dragon veins are located. Most of these terrains have ancient traces of them.

Although I am not a tomb robber, I was curious and wanted to go there to see the emperor's tomb. Anyway, there is no news about the old man in black with his severed hand.

On this day, after finishing our work at the research institute, Xu Huizhu, Jia Dao and I returned to the small temple.

The young novice brought out the prepared meal. The young novice was called Zhi Zhi. Although he was young, he was also diligent and thrifty. He was influenced by Master Xuanbei and did things in a leisurely manner, vaguely looking like a senior monk.

Smart's craftsmanship is good, and his vegetarian food is delicious.

Now we started eating. Of course, there was still no meaty taste, but the cucumber, tofu, and radish side dishes were green, white, red, and green. They looked very beautiful. The taste of the dishes was light and natural, and it was very delicious. I couldn't help but eat two more bowls.

I said to the two of them, "There is nothing going on in the institute. I will go for a walk tomorrow."

Jia Dao hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, you go!"

And Xu Huizhu was probably depressed here all day, so she said to me, "Master Long, can we go together? I look at Master Long these days and he doesn't look like a bad person!"

Xu Huizhu actually asked to go out for a walk with me, and I suddenly felt happy.

Of course I am very happy, and this is indeed an opportunity to change her bad impression of me.

But Jia Dao panicked, "The institute is not very busy these days, so I will go for a walk with you."

After hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, the young novice monk came in and said to me, "Master Xuanbei, please come over." Then he turned to Xu Huizhu and Jia Dao, "If you two have nothing to do, come over too."

I laughed aloud and said to the little novice monk, "Oh, how can I bear the word of invitation? Besides, even if Master Xuanbei doesn't invite us, wouldn't we go there every day?" I have been talking about sutras and Taoism with Master Xuanbei these days.

Unconsciously, the two became close friends.

In fact, sometimes, feelings are very strange, and they are not all measured by time, including friendship and love. It makes sense to fall in love at first sight. For example, Master Xuanbei and I were like this. The bastard looked at Mung Bean and our eyes met.

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The little novice monk smiled and said, "We have guests coming today."

"Oh?" I was surprised to hear that there were not many people here. So I took the lead, followed by Xu Huizhu and Jia Dao, and walked towards the abbot of Master Xuanbei.

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