Outside the door of Qingyang Restaurant: "Girl, that monk is missing. In which direction should you chase him?"
Yan Yu threw a certain amount of money to the second brother: "Little second brother, this monk took advantage of this girl and wanted to run away. Can you tell me where this monk went?"
The second brother was a little unhappy: "Girl, our store is based on integrity. I really don't know where the master has gone. Even if you give me a box of money, I still don't know."
"You asked me to stare at the master. Without even blinking, the master just disappeared out of thin air. There is nothing I can do. Why don't you try chasing me in this direction?"
He pointed in a random direction, and coincidentally, it was the direction where Liao Chen disappeared.
Yan Yu gritted her silver teeth, grabbed the silver in the second brother's hand, and chased her away, gradually losing sight of her: "Little bald donkey, I've provided you with food and flowers. How dare you run away? If I catch you, look at my aunt."
How to deal with you."
After Liao Fan came out of the restaurant and had a full meal, he was finally able to fully appreciate the scenery of Qingyang City. Looking at the people coming and going around him, everything felt so unique and different from what the temple brothers said.
"Amitabha, why is Donor Yan here again?" Liao Fanshu looked startled.
Liao Chen couldn't laugh or cry in his heart: "What's going on? How come the young monk is always being targeted by Donor Yan? The young monk still wants to travel around the world to study Buddhism. What's the point of following Miss Yan all the time?"
"Amitabha, this young monk has violated the precept of anger."
Liao Fan found a deserted corner and hid. From the corner, he looked at Yan Yu's searching figure and said the Buddha's name.
Yan Yu chased Liao Fan all the way out of the restaurant and looked at Liao Fan who had disappeared. He stamped his foot and said angrily: "This stinky monk, I only caught up with you after asking all the way. I didn't expect you ran so fast. I could still see you just now, but you are here so quickly."
No trace."
Yan Yu was looking around when suddenly a voice came from behind: "Amitabha, why should donor Yan bother to look for a poor monk?"
This sound frightened Yan Yu so much that he turned around and drew his sword and stabbed him. Liao Fan was also startled and subconsciously moved behind Yan Yu: "Donor Yan, the sword is a sharp weapon. It can not only hurt people, but sometimes it can hurt people."
You will also hurt yourself, and if you use weapons rashly, you will eventually be killed. Fortunately today, it is Xiaoseng who is an outsider, otherwise what the donor did just now..."
Yan Yu heard the voice behind him again, turned around with his sword, and pointed at Fan with a horrified look on his face: "Why are you, you little bald donkey? Aren't you in front of me? Why did you run behind me?"
?Don’t mess around.”
Liao Fan was speechless: "Donor Yan, please understand one thing. It's not what the young monk wants to do, but that you have been following the young monk and I persevere. You seem to have it the other way around. The young monk wants to travel around the world. Donor Yan, please go home.
As the saying goes, parents are not far away, so it is time for donor Yan to return home."
Only then did Yan Yu realize that she was following Fan. She put her sword into its scabbard and looked at the sky with an embarrassed look on her face: "Ah, what, the sun is quite round today. I'm going out for a stroll. Are you shopping too, little monk?"
?”
After finishing his meal, he looked up at the gloomy sky without any sunlight: "Donor Yan, this young monk's Buddhist teachings are shallow and his eyes of wisdom have not been opened. Donor Yan, can you tell me where the sun is? Is the monk blind? This is really embarrassing.
It’s something.”
Yan Yu waved her hand: "Well, little monk, please don't pay attention to these details, but it's such a coincidence that I can see the little master here after leaving Qingyang Restaurant. I'm really lucky. You think so?
no?"
Liao Fan twitched his lips: "Donor Yan, you have to understand that we are really not familiar with each other."
Yan Yu pinched her waist: "I'm not familiar with you, little bald donkey, but you still eat my flowers. If I'm not familiar with you, you still carry me down the mountain. If you're not familiar with me, you still walk with me for several months."
"Donor Yan, you are pestering me so hard that I have nothing to do."
"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about these details, let me introduce you again, this girl Yan Yu, don't we know each other now? We are familiar with each other, don't you think so, little monk?"
Liao Fan sighed: "Donor, if you have nothing else to do, please don't follow me anymore. I have other things to do. I'll see you later. I'll say goodbye."
After hearing Fan's words, Yan Yu looked at Luo Chen who turned around and walked away, and chased after him: "Hey, little monk Fan, wait for me, let's talk again, don't be so hasty."
Liao Fan stopped and said, "Donor Yan, what on earth are you going to do? You have been following what the young monk wants to do. The young monk really wants to practice Zen."
Yan Yu naturally looked at Fan cutely: "Little monk, why are you so cruel to me? I just want to chat with you, travel around the world with you, and understand Zen with you, and I have nothing else to do."
Liao Fan looked at the lively and lovely girl in front of him and muttered to Amitabha secretly: "Oh, the master said that women and fairies in the world should be avoided. The young monk is a monk. You have been accompanying the young monk. Isn't this seducing the monk? It seems that he is still cultivating.
It’s not enough, you actually have delusions about it.”
"Donor Yan, the young monk feels that we have nothing to talk about. You are a layman, and the poor monk is a foreigner. We won't have anything in common to talk about."
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A few days later, on a straight road, a monk was walking in front, followed by a girl holding a candied haws in hand, chattering non-stop. The monk's untiring expression caused the occasional passers-by to keep looking back.
, looking at this strange combination, seemed to be wondering why the monk was followed by a girl. Is there some unknown story in it? They all looked at the two of them with curiosity.
Yan Yu ignored the strange looks from others and jumped up and followed Chen: "Little Master Liaofan, if I treat you to some candied haws, can you turn him into a candied haws made of gold? This way we won't lose anything."
Already."
Liao Fan's expressionless face twitched, and he wanted to exchange candied haws for gold. This girl could also figure it out: "Donor Yan, the little monk has told me so many times that the little monk can't turn candied haws into gold, and he can't do it."
Yan Yu blinked: "Little monk, what you are doing is wrong. You are lying to me, right? Monks don't lie. Do you know that you are breaking the precepts? In your Buddhism, there is a saying that the Midas turns gold into gold."
Did you say that?"
"Donor Yan, please don't make things difficult for the monk. Where did you come from? Why do you have to follow the monk? The monk is not a favorite. Why are you always pestering me?"
Yan Yu looked innocent: "I told you, as long as you turn the candied haws in my hand into gold, I will leave and stop following you. But you don't agree, how can you blame me?"
Liao Fan looked helpless: "Donor, you are simply trying to make things difficult for others. No, it is difficult for strong monks. The young monk is just a monk, not a Buddha. He cannot do what you said."
Yan Yu shrugged: "I don't care. Whenever you conjure a sugar-coated haws of gold for me, I will stop following you."
"Donor, do you think that monk I don't kill, that's why you dare to act so arbitrarily?"
Yan Yu had followed Fan for several months and naturally knew that the monk was just scaring her: "I don't think so. Besides, do you Buddhists really dare to kill? Aren't they all compassionate? Killing is a violation of the precepts.
,Aren’t you afraid that Buddha will blame you?”
Liao Fan thought for a while: "Amitabha, what Donor Yan said is wrong. Don't you know that Buddhism also has the saying "Jie Dao"?
Yan Yu said matter-of-factly: "Of course I know, then you kill me. Come on, let me see if you dare." Then he moved towards Li Fan, looking like I was sure to kill you.
Do you dare to kill me?
Liao Fan fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand and looked at the person in front of him: "Donor, you win."
Abbot, it is really difficult for the young monk to practice Zen.
Yan Yu was right. He really didn't dare to kill Liao Fan, let alone an innocent person. Even if he was an enemy, he probably wouldn't be able to kill him. How could he talk about killing someone?
He started walking faster, as if he wanted to rely on his speed to throw Yan Yu away.
Looking at Fan's back, Yan Yu gritted her teeth and snickered: "Smelly monk, I know you don't dare, yet you dare to scare me."
"Little monk, I have told you so many times that there is really no future for you as a monk. You have not become a Buddha after a few months. Looking at the thousands of temples in your Buddhist sect, I, a master who has become a Buddha, have no hope."
I haven’t heard of it, how about you go home with Miss Yan, and Miss Yan will tell you about Zen in the secular world.”
"Little monk, look at the bright bonfire, which warms the human body. Buddhism saves the world and warms people's hearts. Since you claim that Buddhism is profound, why can't you warm people's hearts?"
"Little monk, you have been reading Buddhist scriptures in the temple for more than ten years. You are still reading Buddhist scriptures after you come down the mountain. You have read Buddhist scriptures thousands of times without getting bored. Are Buddhist scriptures really that beautiful? Miss Yan is as beautiful as a flower.
If it’s not as beautiful as this Buddhist scripture, why don’t you dare to look at me, little monk?”
"Little monk, you chant sutras and worship Buddha every day, help others, and encourage people to do good. You have helped people all over the world, why can't you help me?"
"Little monk, you have been staring at this clay statue of Buddha for a whole day. What do you see about it?"
"Little monk, do you think my clothes look good?" You know all about right and wrong, good and evil in the world, why don't you dare to look at me?
"Amitabha, Donor Yan, the young monk wants to go to Mobei to have a look. It does not belong to the Central Plains Dynasty. It is time for Donor Yan to go home. I would like to thank Donor Yan for the hospitality along the way."
"Little monk, I said, wherever you go, I will go. If you want to chant sutras, I will accompany you. If you worship Buddha, I will accompany you. If you understand Zen, I will accompany you. If you go to Mobei, I will go to Mobei.
, you go to Jiangnan, I will go to Jiangnan."
"Donor, what are you doing? The young monk came into the world to realize Zen only to save all sentient beings. Donor Yan has hindered the young monk's Zen."
"The moment you saved me, Miss Yan was your Zen. You have saved all the obsessed people in the world, why can't you save the crazy people? Little monk, I am your Buddha. Whenever you can realize me, I will be content.
Already."
Liao Fan holds his rosary beads and silently prays to Amitabha Buddha.