Li Chen gently put down the tea cup, his eyes gradually deepening.
The devil's kindness confuses people's hearts.
I think this young monk Ying Mo is the one who was bewitched.
After learning that he was going to enter the Cave of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the devil could no longer hold himself back.
In this case, it’s better to use the trick...
He smiled and looked at the scripture in front of him again.
Another hour passed, and the door of the Zen room was opened again.
The person who opened the door was the monk Yingmo who had just delivered water.
He glanced at Li Chen, who was reading the scriptures, and then at the tea next to him, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Master Li Chen, is this tea acceptable to your appetite?"
Li Chen raised his head and saw the monk Ying Mo. He couldn't help but smile and said: "It tastes good, it tastes good."
After speaking, he picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all in one gulp in front of Monk Yingmo.
"Ha~ It's really good tea."
When monk Ying Mo saw this, the smile on his face became even stronger: "As long as Master likes it."
After that, he added new tea to the water cup.
Li Chen glanced at Ying Mo and saw that Ying Mo's expression was as usual. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, so he suddenly said: "The tea brewed by young master Ying Mo seems to have a slightly different taste than the tea brewed by young master Ying Ze."
As soon as these words came out, Monk Ying Mo's face turned even whiter, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Master really has good taste."
"The little monk uses mountain spring water."
When Li Chen heard this, he patted his thigh and suddenly realized, "No wonder!"
"The young monk is still wondering why this tea is so sweet~"
"It turns out to be mountain spring water!"
Ying Mo nodded and smiled, and after being polite, he walked out of the room.
He couldn't help wiping his sweat and thought to himself: Fortunately, I reacted quickly~
…
Zen room in the backyard of Landa Temple.
Li Sao woke up as usual and just yawned when someone knocked on the door.
When he opened the door, he saw that it was Ying Zhun, the little novice monk delivering the medicine. He glanced behind him and frowned: "Huh? Little master, why didn't my senior brother come today?"
The young novice shook his head: "Young monk doesn't know. Master Lichen didn't go to get the medicine today, so it's the same as the young monk sending it here."
"Master Li Sao, you'd better drink it while it's hot. If it's any later, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Although Li Sao was doubtful, she still nodded, hugged the big bowl, and drank.
"Ha~"
"It's so bitter!"
Lisao stuck out her tongue and searched the room for water.
Monk Ying Zhun smiled and said: "Master, good medicine tastes bitter. Even the Great Ci'en Temple has praised the medical skills of my great uncle, Master Vacuum Master."
"After you drink this medicine, you will be back to normal in a few days."
Li Sao laughed loudly when she heard this: "I accept your young monk's good advice, no matter how hard it is, you have to drink it~"
Ying Zhun, the young novice monk, smiled, took the empty bowl, and retreated outside the house.
After thanking Li Sao repeatedly, she sent the young novice outside the house, closed the door, and muttered, "Senior Brother, does he have anything else to do?"
I don’t know whether this was intentional or not, but it happened to be heard by young monk Ying Zhun.
He scratched his bald head and walked towards the meditation room.
Unexpectedly, a monk walked towards him. Ying Zhun looked up and quickly saluted and said hello: "Good morning, senior brother Ying Mo."
Monk Ying Mo smiled slightly on his pale face, then pointed at Li Sao's bowl and asked, "Hey, junior brother, I remember it was Master Li Chen who used to deliver medicine?"
Young monk Ying Zhun nodded: "Master Li Chen may have something to do today and didn't go to get the medicine. I was afraid that I would be punished by my uncle if I missed the time, so I simply sent it to Master Li Sao directly."
"That's it." The corners of Monk Yingmo's mouth raised slightly.
The two passed each other and walked in their respective directions.
On the other side, the monks were eating their meals away from the dust, but there was no sign of him.
Li Chen is the guru, and he is the first priority in everything. He will not start eating until he is in the presence of the monks.
"Hey, why hasn't Master Lichen come yet?" Young monk Ying Hui raised his head and glanced at the sky, frowning slightly.
"Maybe I'm sleeping in~" Agua licked his candied haws.
It has been three days, and not a single hawthorn is missing, but the surface has been licked bare by him.
Lisao shook her head: "That's impossible."
"My senior brother has always been strict with himself and has never slept in. Is there something that keeps him busy?"
"How about we eat first?"
Master Xinguang patted his head: "Is it important?"
"Didn't you hear that there is something important?"
His big head was all burned out by himself.
Monk Yehui was stunned when he heard this: "There won't be any accidents."
"Hahaha."
As soon as these words came out, young monk Ying Hui immediately laughed.
"Don't worry, Guangming Buddha, in my Landa Temple, I guarantee that nothing will happen to your master!"
After speaking, he turned to the little novice monk aside and said, "Yingji, run fast and go to the guru's room to have a look~"
In the crowd, a thin and small novice monk jumped out of the crowd, put his hands together and saluted: "Yes, senior brother."
After saying that, he turned around and left the meditation hall. He stepped lightly and stepped out quickly. As expected, he was unusually light.
None of the monks noticed that one person in the crowd raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
After about a cup of tea, a panicked cry suddenly came from a distance.
"It's not good~"
"Oh no!"
Bang~
The door of the Zen room suddenly slammed open from the outside.
Ying Ji was panting and his face was pale.
The meditation hall instantly became quiet.
Monk Xinguang frowned and said sternly: "Speak slowly, what's wrong?"
Ying Ji was suddenly stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, and he stammered: "Guru...Guru...he he he..."
"He...he passed away!"
"What!!!"
Landa Temple was in chaos.
Master Xinzong, Master Lihuang, Disciple of Shasheng Buddha, Disciple of Duxiu Buddha...etc. a series of titles.
Today, he fell into Landa Temple.
There are no wounds, no pain, no signs of poisoning...
The cause of death is unknown.
Let’s count down the brilliance of Lichen in just eighteen short years:
He became a follower of the Slayer Buddha, led the Slayer Temple to break through its two-hundred-year closure, and ranked first on the "Golden Scale List".
He retreated several times from the monster attacks and trapped the remaining monsters in the killing forest, unable to leave even half a step.
The sudden enlightenment of the "Five-Character Sutra" shocked the whole world, and the Emperor of Zhou personally granted him the title of "Master Lihuang".
At the Shangyang City Struggle Conference, he led the Shasheng Temple to emerge suddenly and became the leader of hundreds of factions in southern Xinjiang.
At the auspicious ceremony of Daleiyin Temple, I debated with the monks, turned the tide, and took half a step to establish the Xinzong!
Become the first master of Buddhism in 600 years!
Known as the hope of Buddhism, the reincarnation of Buddha, the leader of the new generation...
It's a pity that God is jealous of talented people.
The rising sun of Buddhism collapsed midway.
When they left the Shasheng Temple together, Master Lisao's younger brother, Master Lisao, was so distraught that his old injuries recurred and he passed out in the meditation hall.
Zen Master Yehui, a Buddhist disciple of Daguangming Temple who was a close friend of Master Lichen, was so sad that "good fortune has tricked people" that he vomited three liters of blood.
Monk Xinguang, who regarded Master Lichen as a guiding light and called himself a 'follower of the Heart Sect', burst into tears and looked like he was crazy!
Even his disciple, Agua, was holding the bunch of bare candied haws with his face ashen as death.
Monk Ying Hui ran around asking for help, and the whole Landa Temple was in mourning!
