The conditions of the woodshed are a bit crude, but fortunately the little girl is not picky and can sleep soundly as soon as the quilt is spread out and covered with blankets.
As night falls, all the monks have fallen asleep peacefully except for sleep.
In the room, Ling Su did not sleep on his unique stone bed. Instead, he found a futon in front of the stone bed and sat down. He beat the wooden fish over and over again and silently recited the Meditation Sutra in his heart.
Liaojue has practiced closed-mouth meditation for 47 years. With the blessing of the Buddha, he can be allowed to practice for another thirteen years. Once he has achieved a level of cultivation, the host will be promoted.
Even though he has not yet been promoted, his silent chanting of sutras generates more vows than all the other monks in Buyu Temple combined.
Bang, Bang, Bang——
Accompanied by the very regular sound of wooden fish, Liaojue's willpower gathered on a pale golden alms bowl on the stone bed.
The alms bowl is a vessel for alms and a vessel for teaching Dharma.
The alms bowl on the stone bed was originally owned by the founder of Buyu Temple and was passed down from generation to generation. It was already the seventh generation when it was passed to Jue's hands.
Bang, bang, bang!
Suddenly, there was noise mixed in with the sound of wooden fish.
The stone bed was shaking, as if something underneath was trying to push through the stone bed and escape.
This is not the first time this has happened. After the old monks who practiced silent meditation in Buyu Temple passed away one after another, things under the stone bed were ready to move.
Liao Jue's expression was calm, and no matter how the stone bed shook, he kept banging the wooden fish as if he didn't notice it.
As long as you are focused on nothing, as long as you are still alive, don't even think about what is under the stone bed.
"Then what if you're not here?"
"Liao Jie, do you really want to continue to seal me with this body-fixing bowl after your promotion?"
"Hehe, for 13 years, you have exhausted all your efforts by chanting sutras day and night, can you still survive for another 13 years?"
“I don’t believe it, believe it yourself!!!”
Noisy sounds came from under the stone bed, as if hundreds or thousands of people were talking at the same time.
There were too many words like the ones above that affected Jue's confidence. They were mixed together and turned into noise, making it impossible for Jue to distinguish their meaning.
.......................
The rolling demonic sound set off a storm in Lijue's heart. Although he could not understand the meaning of the sound, one thing was certain - in addition to hitting the stone bed in vain, that thing could already further interfere with the outside world!
He hurriedly took out the "Entering Ding Jing Sutra" from his arms and realized that his face showed pain and shame.
Buyu Temple has a profound heritage. In addition to the Dingshen alms bowl, there is also a treasure in his hand, the "Entering Dingjing Sutra".
Unlike the alms bowl, the threshold for using the "Entering Ding Sutra" is extremely high, and it is basically prepared for those who want to upgrade.
However, now that the situation is urgent, Jie Jue can only use extraordinary means to activate its maximum power at once to stabilize the seal at the cost of destroying the sutra.
He suddenly stood up from the futon, but was immediately pressed back down.
Words have power, and the cultivation level of Liaojue and that person under the stone bed are worlds apart.
Even if it hasn't completely broken free of the seal, it suppresses awareness on the spot just by relying on the power of words!
After suppressing sleep, he still needs someone to unlock the seal for him.
So, the monk with the weakest willpower and the most susceptible to temptation in the entire temple is... and so on.
Why does it have to be a monk?
Isn’t there a little girl?
Just the little girl, children are easier to deal with than adults, just scare them casually.
.....................
dong dong——
The next morning, a monk came to the woodshed and knocked on the door.
But after knocking for a long time, Tangtang just didn't come out.
Worried that something might happen to the little guy inside, the monk who knocked on the door quickly broke in.
"..."
The little guy sat on the bed with a frown on his face, and turned a deaf ear to the loud noises made at the door.
"Is the little donor feeling unwell?" the monk asked worriedly.
"..."
Hey, didn't you hear me?
"Little donor!"
I raised the volume, but unfortunately Tangtang still had no response.
Unable to help but stretch out his hand and wave it in front of her, the little girl noticed that there was someone beside her, turned her head and said good morning.
"If the little benefactor is not feeling unwell, please follow me up the mountain."
Tangtang blinked her eyes and made a gesture of listening.
"Go up the mountain, it's time for the little benefactor to go up the mountain."
The monk opened and closed his mouth as if he was saying something, but Tangtang couldn't hear it clearly.
She was woken up by a loud noise early this morning, and there was no one around. She didn't know where the sound came from.
It was so noisy that the little girl couldn't hear clearly even if she strained her ears to hear the knocking on the door or the monk talking.
"It's too noisy. The surrounding sounds are too noisy. Tangtang can't hear clearly. Are you going up the mountain?"
too noisy?
The monk felt very strange, but he had many things to do today and he really didn't have time to delve into it.
He nodded and waved to the little girl again.
Now Tangtang understood. After putting on her shoes, she quickly followed the monk up the mountain.
......................
"Why don't you see the host today?"
"Maybe it's because I slept late yesterday and couldn't get up this morning."
A monk wanted to knock on the door, but was immediately stopped by others.
"Don't disturb the host. The host has worked hard for many years. Let him have a good rest today."
After one monk said this, another monk immediately added with a smile: "Just let us have a rest."
The daily homework at Buyu Temple is heavy, and many times the monks can only take a breath when going down the mountain to beg for alms.
It's rare that the host slept in today, so you must not wake him up.
It's best to sleep until night, because everyone doesn't even have to do evening classes.
The atmosphere of the whole temple became lazy, except for Tangtang who was still busy everywhere like a little bee.
"Little donor, please have a rest, it's time for lunch."
"..."
The little girl was fine yesterday, but why can't she hear today?
The monks looked at each other and finally brought the food to Tangtang.
Ah, finally dinner is served, and my stomach is feeling flat.
The little girl thanked her, picked up the steamed bun and ate it.
But as she ate, her mouth felt full of unpleasant taste.There’s no other reason, it’s just that it’s so noisy that I can’t even eat the steamed buns!
"It's so noisy!"
"Who is talking and what do you want to say?"
As soon as these words came out, the noise around him suddenly stopped.
Can't understand?
No way.
No wonder there has been no response.
It turned out to be the case.
don't make noise.
Say it one by one!
"Little girl, the monks are all eating now. Run into Jue's room quickly and take away the alms bowl from the stone bed."
Finally, the noise stopped.
Tangtang rubbed her ears, breathed a sigh of relief and asked strangely: "Who are you?"
Chapter 084 I want to pity you
"I am the host of Buyu Temple"
Humph, Tangtang is not easily deceived, host Liaojue is the host of Buyu Temple.
When the little girl said this, a different voice immediately replied: "He is the seventh generation host, and I am the fourth generation."
Hosted by the previous generation?
Tangtang chatted with the host while eating lunch: "Why does your voice change?"
"Hehe, I used to practice silent meditation and I couldn't speak."
"Now I have to say enough, so I have a few more mouths."
The little girl imagined the host with many mouths, and felt... nothing.
After all, Sister Wanzi also has many eyes, so it is normal for her to have more mouths.
"Why do you want Tangtang to get the alms bowl on the stone bed?"
"If you don't take it, I'll eat you!" the new voice threatened viciously.
The host's sudden change of attitude made the little girl a little confused.
But when threats one after another reached her ears, Tangtang became angry.
She thinks this is a bad host and she cannot listen to what the bad host says.
"Bad guy, Tangtang won't help you!"
The little guy is quite brave, but if you are asked to come, you must come today.
Fear was injected into the words, and the soul-stirring voice echoed in Tangtang's ears.
"Unlock the seal quickly, otherwise you will never have peace!"
It turned out that the bad host had been sealed. Tangtang finished her lunch and stopped talking to this guy.
After the threat, it couldn't help but become a little anxious when it saw that the little girl was busy with the task at hand.
The little guy is quite tricky, so...
"You let me out, and I will teach you the silent meditation and give you the meditation bowl."
"If you practice closed-mouthed meditation for a period of time, you will be promoted to a higher level. The alms bowl of concentration will be even more powerful. Hey, are you listening?"
...........................
Of course Tangtang wasn't listening. She felt that the bad host was too verbose, so she automatically filtered out the latter's words.
Peeling the peanuts in the basket one by one and putting them into the basin, the little girl thought about how rich the ingredients for making porridge were.
In addition to peanuts, there are also red beans, longan, lotus seeds, lentils, etc., which must be particularly delicious when cooked together.
"Stop peeling the peanuts. I'll teach you the Dharma of Immortality, the Dharma of Immortality!"
He talked non-stop for two hours, using threats and inducements, but the result was that the little girl ignored him at all.
It is really a mistake for today's children to be so difficult to deal with.
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