Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Nangong Mo looked at nianyuan carefully and sighed, "master doesn't look like a monk."

"Oh?" Nian yuan didn't understand. "How can I be a monk?"

Nangong Mo pointed to the Daguang temple in the front mountain. The bell of evening class came from the temple, "it's probably... Chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha." anyway, she didn't see nianyuan chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha. Of course, this is also related to the fact that they have only two sides. However, there is not even a Buddha statue in a place like nianyuan. When they meet, they either play the piano or cook tea. People who also talk with people will always make people forget that he is a monk.

Nianyuan held the teacup in her hand and said with a smile, "nianyuan was born in this great Guangming temple. Whether to worship the Buddha or not and whether to chant the Sutra has long been at will. If she had not to chant the Sutra in front of the Buddha every day, it would be like knocking on the wooden fish." Nangong Mo smiled faintly. She didn't study the Sutra and naturally didn't intend to talk about the Buddha with nianyuan. I just think the monk is very interesting. "Master, it's the loss of many people to seek Buddha wholeheartedly."

Read far but laugh.

Nianyuan is a very suitable person for chatting, because no matter what you say, he can connect, and will have his own unique opinions. Although Nangong Mo always felt that these opinions should not be possessed by monks, nianyuan seemed to have no intention to hide them. After chatting, Nangong Mo looked at the calm and elegant monks in white and the simple but quiet bamboo house in front of him. There was only a vague feeling in his heart: Nian would not stay here for a long time. Just a big bright temple, the future generation of eminent monks is not the pursuit of this strange monk.

When farewell nianyuan returned to the guest house, it was already dark. Zhishu cleaned up the room early and waited for Nangong mo. Seeing her coming back, they were relieved and hurriedly gathered around, "Miss, you're back." Nangong Mo said strangely, "I'm going out for a walk. What's the matter?"

The four quickly shook their heads. Although the Daguang temple is not a royal temple, it is almost the same. What can happen here?

"No, I just see that the young lady hasn't come back. We're trying to find the young lady."

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "nothing. I sat in the bamboo forest in the back mountain for a while."

Zhishu said with a smile, "the vegetarian meal is ready. Let's have a rest as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning, the young lady will go to listen to the big monk in the temple and copy the Scriptures." hearing the speech, Nangong Mo couldn't help frowning. It's easy to copy the Scriptures, but it's really hard for her to sit and listen to the monk. I just hope the master doesn't talk too boring and make her doze off.

Waving his hand, Nangong Mo said with a smile, "I know. You've worked hard today. Let's have a rest early after eating."

Zhishu nodded and said, "it's miss. In the evening, the maid and Huixue sleep outside. Just tell me what to do. Tomorrow night, the piano and the wind lotus will work." Nangong Mo wanted to say no, but when he thought about the sudden change of environment, I'm afraid these girls are not at ease. Don't let them sleep outside. They're just afraid of losing sleep. At home, Nangong Mo always doesn't want people to watch the night outside, but now several girls who go out are unwilling to let Miss go. After pondering for a moment, Nangong Mo nodded and agreed: "well, you can discuss it yourself."

The next morning, it was slightly cool, and Nangong Mo got up under the service of several girls. The monks in the temple have to get up early for morning classes. Nangong Mo came to fast and pray for blessings. Naturally, he has to follow suit. Monks' morning class is chanting scriptures, and Nangong Mo's morning class is copying scriptures. In these three days, she needs to copy some scriptures, which are either sent to her mother-in-law's house as a dowry or enshrined in the temple to pray for her dead mother. The more people here copy their words, the more sincere they are. Nangong Mo doesn't have to compare with others, but it can't be too ugly.

After copying the Scriptures for an hour, it was time for breakfast. Naturally, there are only vegetarian vegetarian food in the temple, and Nangong Mo is not picky about food. After eating breakfast and resting for a while, he goes to the temple in front to incense and chant scriptures, and then listens to the big monk in the temple.

When Nangong Mo put a incense stick in front of all Bodhisattvas and Buddha statues in the temple, it was already late and it was almost noon. At this time, it was the time for the eminent monks in the temple to preach. Without taking a rest, he hurried to the main hall with people.

There are many eminent monks in Daguang temple. Not only the disciples in the temple listen to the sermon every day, but also many pilgrims and residents who specially come to attend. When Nangong Mo entered through the side door, the main hall had already started lecturing. Monks and lay monks sat on the futon in the hall, listening attentively to the lectures of the eminent monks in front.

Nangong Mo only felt that the other party's voice was particularly clear and pleasant. Looking around, I saw that the person sitting in the front was not an ordinary monk's apricot yellow monk's clothes, nor an eminent monk wearing a cassock, but wearing a white monk's clothes and talking with a smile, which suddenly reminded Nangong mo of a word - Buddha's flower picking. I just don't know if the listener below can have a smiling kayah.

Nangong Mo quietly went to the back and sat down. She really didn't understand the Buddhist classics. Naturally, I don't have any hope for the sermon. At most, I just comment on it - Master nianyuan's appearance is really the peak of the monk. Even if you don't listen, it's pleasant.

A smiling look faintly fell on Nangong mo. Nangong Mo returned and saw nianyuan looking at himself with a smile. I couldn't help lowering my head in shame. This feeling... Is definitely more embarrassing than being caught reading comic books in class when I was a child. She actually stared at the teacher's face in a daze

Looking at the girl below hanging her head to hide behind the person in front, she smiled faintly, moved her eyes and continued to read the unfinished Buddhist scriptures.

When he came out of the Buddhist hall, Nangong Mo breathed a long sigh of relief. To be fair, nianyuan spoke properly. At least she didn't fall asleep bored. But for people like her who have already formed their outlook on life and have no religious beliefs, it's boring to blindly hear about Buddhist scriptures. Fortunately, it's only three days. If it's a long time, she can't stand it. This also shows that she probably has no fate with Buddhism in her life.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? It makes the benefactor feel so painful?" a smiling voice came from behind.

Nangong Mo turned back and saw that he came out of the hall with a smile on his face. Some reluctantly said with a wry smile: "it's not that the master speaks badly. It's really that I'm stupid."

Nianyuan smiled and said, "if Miss Nangong is stupid, there are only a few smart people in the world. If she really doesn't like it, don't listen." Nangong Mo raised her eyebrows and prayed for what is the rule before Jinling's dignitaries came out of the cabinet. What's more, as an eminent monk of Daguang temple, it's really good to tell her that she won't listen?

Nian Yuandao said: "if you are not willing, why force? Buddha crossing has a fate. I have seen many girls like Miss Nangong, but... After marriage, most of them believe in Buddhism."