life and death deed

Chapter 252 Golden Pen Counting Book
The little monk pushed away my hand holding him, then slowly walked to the corner and squatted down.

He gradually stopped crying, but the tears in his eyes still kept coming down.

I came to his side and said out loud: "Are you afraid that they will come back to retaliate against you? I can help you tell your master. If it doesn't work, I can tell the abbot of your temple. He will definitely not Standing by and watching.”

"My master is the abbot of the temple." The young monk said.

"This is better. Just go and tell your master directly." I said.

"It's useless, it's useless..." The little monk leaned against the corner, his voice full of sadness and fear.

"How could it be useless? I believe that the abbot of Lingyin Temple will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it. Besides, he is still your master." I said out loud. I believe that those people just now are just an exception in Lingyin Temple. It's just a few grains of mouse droppings. Most of the monks in the entire temple should be good monks with good conduct.

"Master has been in seclusion for two years and has not come out. Now the person in charge of the overall situation of the temple is the first master." The young monk said softly.

"Then I'll go tell the leader and ask him to help you." I said without hesitation.

"The first uncle is their master..." the young monk said.

Hearing this, I was slightly taken aback.

Then the little monk continued to cry and said: "The first master uncle will not believe what I say. If I say it, they will get worse. I said it once before, and not only was the first master scolded me, but also when the senior brother found out. , I originally had to contribute 100 yuan a day, but it increased to 200 yuan... Although you taught them a lesson, they will still vent their anger on me. From now on, my contribution may have to increase to 300 yuan..."

I frowned. I'm afraid what I thought was too simple. Wherever there are people, there will be disputes, and Lingyin Temple is no exception.

"How can I live like this? I can't afford 300 yuan a day! The monthly living allowance from the temple is only 2000 yuan! But I really can't give them those [-] yuan! My family is poor and my mother has leukemia. That [-] yuan is my mother's life-saving money!" The little monk said that he was sad and burst into tears again.

After hearing what he said, my nose felt sour. This morning he asked me for money. I thought he was greedy for money. He even recited Buddhist scriptures into the dog's belly. It turned out that his life was so miserable.

At this time, I remembered what happened last time, and asked softly: "Then the reason you went to Changbai Mountain last time was..."

"I accidentally heard from my senior brothers that a treasure vein appeared in Changbai Mountain, and there were countless treasures in the treasure vein. I thought that if I was lucky and found a few treasures and exchanged them for money, I could cure my mother's illness. So I violated the monastery's rules and went to Changbai Mountain, but I didn't know that I couldn't get the treasure vein at all."

The young monk continued to speak aggrievedly.

After listening to what the little monk said, I sighed, patted his back and said, "How much does it cost to treat your mother?"

"The doctor said that at least 15 more are needed..." the young monk said desperately.

I hesitated, took out a bank card from my pocket, handed it to the young monk, and said, "There is still 10,000+ in this card. You can use it to treat your mother first."

The little monk was stunned for a moment, but then he shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, I can't take it! This is too much!"

I smiled and said, "Just think that I borrowed it from you. From now on, the temple will pay you living expenses, and you can pay it back to me slowly."

After hearing this, the young monk did not refuse, but he also did not take the bank card from my hand.

Before he could speak, I put the bank card into the little monk's hand.

"Take it, it's important to save your mother's life." I said, this bank card is the money given to me by my senior brother Jiang Nan. Although I only have this money left, as long as I break my bad luck, I can It's easy to make money by helping people read Feng Shui and exorcise evil spirits.

But this is not the case for the young monk. I can see that he is at most half a person in the metaphysics world. He only knows some things in the metaphysics world, but he has no ability that transcends ordinary people. If he wants to make 10,000+ in a short period of time, It's still quite difficult.

I have a fate with this young monk, so I will try my best to help him.

Unexpectedly, the young monk who took the bank card knelt down directly towards me.

The young monk is a Buddhist. In this Zen place, I couldn't bear his kneeling, so I hurriedly tried to help him up.

However, his little face was extremely stubborn and he kowtowed to me three more times.

"The benefactor's kindness will be repaid by the little monk in ten lifetimes!" The little monk's voice was firm.

"No, no, no, it's just 10,000+, it's just a small favor. Repayment in ten lives is too exaggerated." I swallowed dryly. I know that Buddhism pays the most attention to gratitude and repaying kindness, but the repayment in ten lives mentioned by the little monk is too much. A little too much.The meaning of repaying ten lives is very simple, that is, the young monk will spend his ten lives to repay my kindness.

"As long as I can save my mother, not to mention ten lifetimes, even a hundred or a thousand lifetimes, the young monk will not be able to repay the benefactor's kindness." The young monk wiped the tears on his face and said seriously.

"Okay, okay, you take the money first and save your mother first." I had to reply. After a while, I took out a few more talismans from my pocket and handed them to the young monk, saying: "These talismans are for you." Take it too."

"What is this?" the young monk asked curiously.

"If those trash come to bully you again, just throw one at them." I said.

The young monk seemed to understand. He shook his head again and refused: "I can't accept this. If the first master knows that I use the things from the outer sect to deal with my fellow disciples, I will be imprisoned in the Black Buddha Cave!"

I thought about it, the rules in Buddhism are very strict, I don’t want to do bad things with good intentions.

Finally, I put away these talismans and said, "Okay then, be careful and run away if you can't defeat them."

Anyway, I have to stay here for a few days. In this case, I will see if I can help people to the end, send Buddha to the west, and directly help the little monk deal with those Buddhist garbage.

"Donor, are you coming to me because of Brother Fang Guang's business?"

The little monk asked me at this time.

I nodded without concealing anything and said, "Yes, I couldn't find the Master Fang Guang you mentioned in Leifeng Pagoda, but I found a Xu Shiguang with the same common name as Master Fang Guang, so I came here to find out about Master Fang Guang. specific information.”

"I know very little about Senior Brother Fang Guang. What I said this morning is actually all I know." The young monk said.I am a little regretful. If the path of the young monk does not work, it is basically impossible to get the information about Master Fang Guang from Lingyin Temple.

Could it be that I can only go to Senior Brother Jiang for help?
Just when I was disappointed, the young monk suddenly said again: "However, if the donor wants to get news about Master Fang Guang, I know a place where he can get it!"

"Where is it?" I became excited.

"In the Sutra Pavilion of Lingyin Temple! There is a gold-penned book inside. It is a book that records the history of the temple. Major events that happen every year are recorded in it. There is also information about the disciples of the temple. There must be something about Senior Brother Fang Guang. Yes!" the little monk said affirmatively.

My eyes lit up.

But after a while, I calmed down and said, "You will not be punished for revealing this information to me, right?"

"Donor, don't worry. We will take you to see the gold pen counting book and then we will leave. No one will know." There was a trace of fear in the little monk's eyes, but after a while, the little monk suppressed the fear in his eyes.

"it is good!"

I thought about it for a while and felt that what the young monk said made sense. When the time comes, I will go to Lingyin Temple and read the gold pen counting book and leave. I will not be aware of it and no one will find it!

"There is another uncle who will be guarding the Sutra Pavilion before nine o'clock. We can go after nine o'clock." The young monk gave a suggestion.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want." I said.

Then, the young monk and I waited until 09:30 and then went directly to the Sutra Pavilion of Lingyin Temple.

During this time, I also learned more about the little monk.

The young monk's Buddhist name is Shenzang. He is only 16 years old and came to Lingyin Temple three years ago.

I am also a little curious about his Buddhist name. Although I don’t understand what his Buddhist name means, I feel very domineering when I hear it.

The young monk just told me that it was taken by his master, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk Shenzang took me to an attic and said:

"Donor Chen, this is it!"

(End of this chapter)