green bamboo dream

"Okay, okay, the little girl is also good." [26nbsp;]" The old monk with a sense of demeanor responded casually, but his eyes were fixed on the little milk cat licking his snow-white paws like no one else, and suddenly there was a flash like lightning. He stretched out his hand, pinched the skin of the little white cat's neck, and picked it up. The poor little thing struggled in vain, shivering under the big hands like iron tongs.

"Finally caught you, what did you do again today, what do you want to do after running so far." The old monk gave it a brain crash unceremoniously, and beat himself with satisfaction after hearing the kitten's shrill and tender calls He scolded: "How dare you urinate into Lao Tzu's wooden fish, you're so courageous, let's see how I deal with you at night." After finishing speaking, he didn't care about others, and he was about to leave.

Yuzhu looked pitifully at how this old Buddhist monk was so absurd, and couldn't help saying: "Wait a minute, master, this kitten is still young, and it will always make mistakes like a child. Monks pay attention to compassion, why don't you let it go?" , is considered a merit.”

The old monk held mimi's screaming kitten in one hand, and touched his silver whiskers that he had kept for a long time with the other hand, and said with a smile: "You little girl is so unreasonable. According to what you say, as long as you are young, you will be fine if you make a mistake." It doesn't matter, today's cause will be tomorrow's fruit, this little thing will be punished for doing something wrong, so don't even think about eating tonight."

Yu Zhu secretly thought something was wrong, and told the old monk who had recited the scriptures all his life that the Dharma was simply a disease of the brain, and it was better to use the invincible Sun Tzu's art of war and the nonsense skills necessary for migrant girls.

"Why is the master so desperate? The monks have already jumped out of the world of mortals. How can they value things so much? The wooden fish is just a dead thing, and it is only an auxiliary thing. If the master's Dharma is profound, he should always be a Buddha in his heart. Why is he so obsessed with the wooden fish. And the Buddha said: Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, everything in the world is a form, if the heart does not move, everything will not move, if the heart does not change, everything will not change." Satisfied to see the old monk slowly turning red Face, continued narrowly: "Master, is your heart moved?"

"Tsk tsk, master, your face is blushing, could it be that you were hit by my little girl."

The old monk was so angry that he tore off a few beards and tried to explain with trembling mouth, but he found that he had nothing to say. He had been reciting scriptures since he could speak, and at least he was familiar with the Buddhist classics in the temple. It is clear, discerning, and clear in the heart. At this moment, a little girl criticizes the Buddha's heart as unstable. What's more, the more I think about it, the more I realize that she is right. Why am I attached to the wooden fish? It's been a long time since I haven't used it. Have you been slack in your homework recently?

Silently and quickly chanting the meditation mantra over and over again, the old monk finally calmed down. Regardless of the wet soil underground, he just lay down on the ground with a kind smile on his face: "This female benefactor really has a destiny with the Buddha. The poor monk has been taught. I don't know May I have the honor to discuss the scriptures together?"

Yu Zhu was dumbfounded, this old monk should be so fickle, saying that he was looking for faults, but facing such a sincere old face, Yu Zhu couldn't smirk: "Master, you are joking." She had to humbly say: "Why? Dare to fight with an ax."

At this time, a young monk appeared out of nowhere, he let out a sigh of relief when he saw the old monk, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master, the second son of the Cheng family is here, waiting for you in the wing."

The old monk sighed regretfully and said: "My little friend is here to visit, so I can only excuse you."

"Huh." Yu Zhu was rejoicing that she had escaped, when she suddenly heard the surprised voice of the old monk, and when she looked up, she found that the old monk had stood in front of her at some point, and her hand had already been inserted into her hair.

"Bold." The three powerful mothers and maidservants around Yuzhu exclaimed in surprise. Mother Yao had already stepped forward and was about to knock down the old monk's hand.

This kind of bold behavior would be frightening to the original ladies, but after all, they have lived for more than [-] years in modern times where face-to-face ceremonies are very common. He didn't move, but his voice was already tainted with chills: "What does the master host mean?"

The old monk just shouted: "Don't move." His hand still didn't leave.

Yu Zhu knew that the old monk would not do this for no reason, but she also calmed down, using her eyes to comfort the angry and restless maids.

"Little girl, now I have to thank the old monk." The old monk stretched something out in front of Yuzhu, and said with a bit of complacency: "Thanks to my good eyesight, otherwise you would have to cut your head bald."

Yu Zhu looked at a small gray bug between the old monk's thick fingers in confusion, while Xie's mother beside him had already exclaimed: "Ghost head lice" looked at Yu Zhu with fear in his eyes.

After being explained by Mrs. Xie, Yu Zhu figured out that the ghost head lice is the most terrifying kind of lice. Once infected, the hair will turn yellow and break, and the head will be covered with red and swollen bumps. hair can be completely cured.However, this kind of lice usually grows on beggars or livestock sleeping on the street. It is impossible for a lady like Yuzhu who is born with noble birth and wealth to get infected. Mama Xie only got it because Cui Shi sent her to study in a medical center. If you know something, no one in the ordinary wealthy family will know it.

Yuzhu also panicked, it was a lice, and the thought of having that kind of thing on her head made her hair stand on end, "Someone must have stretched out his hand, how could the lady get that thing when she is fine." Mother Xie felt a little shivering , An accident happened the first time I went out with the young lady. In case the young lady had to cut off her black hair, the lady would not beat her family to death.She saw the old monk with the old god on one side, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "I don't know if the master has a good prescription." Although she caught one, God knows if there was any more in it, so she had to ask this weird monk for help. .

The old monk finally showed his compassion as a monk, and he didn't talk nonsense. He nodded with one hand to a third-class maid with an unnatural expression, grabbed the little white cat with the other, and left first.

Ruan's mother and Yao's mother hurriedly surrounded Yuzhu and followed, leaving behind Xie's mother to interrogate the maidservant who was already pale and hopeless.

Grabbing the medicine powder left by the old monk, the maidservant mother was in a mess, unloading hairpins, bringing hot water, and looking for handkerchiefs, until Yuzhu soaked her hair in the medicine, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Mom and Yao's mother led the four maidservants to look for Yu Zhu's hair soaked in the potion one by one. If it wasn't for too much hair, I wish I could turn it over one by one.In the end, she found another ghost head lice that had been killed by medicine, and Mama Ruan combed it carefully with the comb again. Then she felt relieved and dried her hair inch by inch with a dry handkerchief.

Hua Ruo stepped forward to touch it, and wondered while twisting her hair: "Miss, the hair soaked in this medicine has become slippery."

Yu Zhu only thought that she was comforting herself, and she didn't have the time to answer, she still had lingering fears, it was really dangerous, if she hadn't happened to meet the old monk today, otherwise, in this era when hair is half life, what would she have faced?He smiled wryly, he had always disdain to fight, and he just coped with those small fights, but he didn't expect to fall into such a big somersault.She sighed, the days are too comfortable these days, people are relaxed, it really shouldn't be.

Hua Ruo sensitively felt the cold air emanating from her young lady, so she didn't dare to say much. After combing her hair, she stood silently aside, mourning silently in her heart for the person who dared to deal with the young lady.

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