I really don't want to be a teacher

"Benefactor Lian?"

The figure of Fakong appeared at the door. After seeing clearly that it was Lian Ge, he was a little surprised.

"Benefactor Lian, please come in, please come in..."

With that said, Fakong stepped aside.

"It's annoying."

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at Monk Fakong and said.

"Don't bother, don't bother..." Monk Fakong replied quickly.

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled, and then stepped into the temple.

"crunch..."

Fakong stretched out his hand and closed the heavy wooden door again, and at the same time continued to talk to Lian Ge:

"It's been a while since Lian Shi mainly came. I didn't expect that the little monk came back to the temple for a few days, and Lian Shizhu came..."

Lian Ge nodded, and while listening to Monk Fakong's narration, he looked at the Jianxing Temple.

As you can see outside the temple, Jianxing Temple is not very big.

Entering the gate of the temple, there is a courtyard, with several trees planted on both sides of the courtyard, covering half of the courtyard with luxuriant branches and leaves.

And facing the courtyard is a large hall, in which some god statues are enshrined. On the left side outside the main hall, there is an open door, which seems to lead to the backyard.

"...Benefactor Lian, why don't you take me to visit the temple? Actually, there is nothing to visit. Jianxing Temple is not a famous temple. The whole temple is just such a big hall.

The door next to it is the backyard, and there are several meditation rooms on the right, where the monk and his master live..."

Saying that, Monk Fakong slapped his head,

"By the way, Master Xiaoseng is still picking vegetables in the backyard. Benefactor Lian, please wait a moment. I'll go and tell Master Lian that you are here."

As he said that, before Lian Ge could answer, Monk Fakong quickly ran into the backyard.

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the main hall in front of him again, and sat down on a stone slab under a fruit tree beside the yard.

Then,

There was a sound from the backyard, and it rang clearly in Lian Ge's ear along with the wind.

"...What is the little monk doing so frizzy?"

"Old monk, young monk, this is a glimpse of his true nature. He can do whatever he wants without breaking the rules. What is frizz."

"Little monk, I think what you are reading is not Buddhist scriptures, but Tao Te Ching."

"What's wrong?"

"Very good, very good, what's the matter, why don't you hurry up and talk about it?"

"Master, the benefactor Lian I told you about is here."

……

Having said that, the voices in the backyard suddenly fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the old voice sounded again,

"...then hurry up and make tea for people."

"Didn't this tell Master you? After all, you are the abbot of Jianxing Temple."

"Now you know? Go ahead, the teacup is in the kitchen, just as the hot water is boiling, go make a pot of tea."

The voice fell, and footsteps sounded from the backyard again.

Lian Ge also stood up from the stone slab.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with a handful of leeks in his hand, wearing a gray monk robe with his sleeves rolled up, came out from the backyard.

The old man's eyebrows are already gray, and the skin on his face is already slack, covered with age spots, but his spirit is still shining, and his hands and feet are also very agile.

If it weren't for his bald head, the old man would have looked more like an old farmer than a monk.

Raising his head, the old man looked at Lian Ge, paused for a moment with cloudy eyes, then smiled kindly at Lian Ge,

"Where does the donor come from?"

The old man looked at Lian Ge and asked with a smile.

"I came from afar and want to have a vegetarian meal. I don't know if it's convenient." Lian Ge looked at the old man and replied with a smile,

"Convenient, convenient..." The old man replied with a smile, then turned around, put the leek in his hand on the steps in front of the hall,

Patting the dust off his hands, the old man walked towards Lian Ge,

"Although the temple is not open to foreign pilgrims and does not break the fast, since the benefactor Lian is here, the poor monk is still willing to have a fast meal."

The old man walked to Lian Ge's side and stopped again.

"Benefactor Lian, please sit down."

After speaking, Lian Ge and the old man sat down casually under the two stone slabs under the tree.

"The poor monk sees the nature, and has not formally asked the benefactor to call him."

"Lian song."

"Benefactor Lian." The old monk Jian Xing nodded, "Did the journey go smoothly?"

Just like chatting, the old monk Jianxing asked.

Lian Ge glanced at the old monk Xing, paused slightly,

Turning back, looking at the yard, nodded,

"It's going well. I just took the liberty to come here and disturb you."

"Benefactor Lian can come to the small temple, which makes the small temple full of brilliance. Just like the Buddha's presence, the poor monk is too late to be happy, so why bother." The old monk Jianxing shook his head,

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old monk Xing again and didn't answer.

At this moment, Monk Fakong also came out from the backyard with two cups of tea.

"Come, benefactor Lian, have some tea."

After Fakong handed the cup of tea in his hand to Lian Ge, he passed the other cup of tea to his master.

"There is nothing to entertain in the small temple on the barren mountain. I only have a cup of homemade rough tea. I hope the benefactor doesn't mind." The old monk Jianxing said aloud.

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"...Before Fakong told the poor monk that he met a real person, but the poor monk was still suspicious. Now that he saw the benefactor Lian, he knew that what Fakong said was true." The old monk Jianxing turned his head and looked at Liange said,

"So, Master, you still felt that the little monk was lying?"

Before Lian Ge answered, the monk Fakong beside him said,

Hearing this, the old monk Jianxing looked at Fakong, took a sip from his teacup, and said,

"You ate all the meat, so it's not surprising to break another precept."

"Master, you have lost your mind." Monk Fakong replied, "As the saying goes, you can become a Buddha by seeing your nature. How can you become a Buddha if you don't see your true nature?"

"Facon, go and fry the leeks."

"Master, you violated the precept of hatred."

Hearing this, the old monk Jianxing didn't speak, just looked at Fakong like that,

After a while, Monk Fakong turned around, picked up the leeks on the steps, and went back to the backyard.

"The benefactor is laughing." The old monk Jianxing turned his head and said to Lian Ge,

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head,

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the old monk Jian Xing,

"Before, monk Fakong told me that your monastery has a method of face-to-face that has been passed down from generation to generation. Zen Master Jianxing should also know it. I don't know if you have seen anything?"

Hearing this, the old monk Jianxing shook his head,

"Fakong is gifted and intelligent, with quite a root of wisdom, and his face-to-face skills are even higher than that of the poor monk. Since he can't see it, the poor monk can't see it... But, dare to ask the benefactor, does he have magic power?"

As he said that, for the first time, the old monk Jian Xing showed a nervous look in his eyes.

Hearing this, Lian Ge stared at the old monk Jianxing, and did not answer directly, but glanced at the old monk Jianxing again with his heavenly eyes.

Under the eyes of the sky, although the old monk Jianxing has no mana in his body, he has deep spiritual seeds,

According to the "practice foundation", it is already on the verge of the growth of mana.

Looking at the old monk Jianxing, Lian Ge slightly squinted his eyes and nodded,

"It's indeed a little mana, but..." Lian Ge retracted his gaze and looked at the yard in front of him.

"Zen Master Jianxing, you should be soon."

Hearing this, the eyes of the old monk Jian Xing showed a hint of surprise, followed by a little sadness,

Shaking his head, the old monk Jian Xing also looked at the yard in front of him and said:

"I don't know what you saw, Master Lian, but the poor monk has been like this for 30 years."

Chapter 147

"...The poor monk has been studying Buddhism since he was a child. At the age of 50, he finally got a little insight from the boundless Buddhism and the vastness of sentient beings. He feels that his spiritual energy is full, and it is time for the cultivation of mana. However, the cultivation method passed down from generation to generation has reached this stage It has been cut off, and there is no way out. The poor monk can only continue to comprehend the Buddhadharma, cultivate the spiritual accumulation, and look forward to the day when the mana will be self-generated.

But in the past 30 years, the poor monk has grown from obsession to deep obsession, and in the end he has to admit that the way forward is dead..."

Seeing old monk Xing talking, his eyes were a little dim,

"Have you seen Zen Master Jianxing for so many years, have you met other people with mana?"

"No. Before the poor monk was 50 years old, he traveled asceticly and never saw anyone with magic power. The benefactor Lian is the No. 1 that the poor monk saw."

The old monk Jianxing shook his head and continued,

"At the beginning, the teacher of the poor monk possessed great wisdom and roots of great wisdom, and his spiritual accumulation was full before he was 40 years old, but when he passed away at the age of [-], he did not see the mystery of the true law, so he could only die with regret. "

Hearing this, Lian Ge held the teacup in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Zen Master Xing, without saying anything.

"Today, I can see the benefactor Lian and know that there is indeed a true Dharma in this world. It is my Buddha's pity and the poor monk's luck."

While speaking, the old monk Jian Xing stood up from the stone slab, carefully placed the teacup on the slate,

Immediately afterwards, the old monk Jianxing bowed and knelt down towards Liange.

Fell down in front of Lian Ge, he didn't make a sound or make any other movements for a long time.

"The poor monk also knows that the true Dharma is hard to find, so he dare not embarrass the benefactor, but if he asks the benefactor to show the mystery of the true Dharma, the poor monk will die without regret."

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the old monk Jian Xing who was kneeling on the ground and trembling slightly, holding a teacup, and stood up from the stone slab.

At this moment, Monk Fakong came out from the backyard,

"Master, the vegetables have been cut, you see it's you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fakong noticed the scene under the tree.

Without further words, Monk Fakong also quietly walked under the tree, knelt down beside the old monk Jianxing,

Looking at Jian and Fakong, Lian Ge paused slightly,

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge stared at the yard in front of him,

"When I traveled to the southern capital, there was a Taoist priest who begged me to show the mystery of the true law. I told him that since he gave me a cup of green tea, I would give him a breath of fresh air. Today, I will also share this refreshing breeze with the two of you. Bar."

Talking, driving mana, Singer Lian waved lightly,

Suddenly, a gust of breeze came from the courtyard and gently brushed over the three people in the courtyard.

In the breeze, the old monk Jianxing raised his head again,

Seeing the ripples in the teacup caused by the wind on the stone slab, the old monk saw that he was silent.

a long time,

The breeze blows and disappears between the mountains and forests, and the ripples in the teacup gradually calm down.