On the afternoon of the second day after Minghui came to the courtyard, Li Ye started collecting firewood in the mountain behind Prajna Temple.
When he left last time, he took away the black iron armor that Li Ye was wearing, saying that he wanted to make an epee for him.
Now Li Ye is weightless and light. He has practiced the formless body and can easily carry about three hundred kilograms of dry firewood back to the small courtyard.
It took four days to fill up the space next to the kitchen, and chopped firewood was neatly stacked under the eaves outside the door.
These days, a drizzle of autumn rain falls in the sky of Prajna Temple. The warm and humid environment makes pine trees begin to grow in the pine forest in the back mountain.
This made Li Yesheng, who was collecting firewood, secretly happy. He thought he would be able to pick mushrooms in a few days, and then dry them in the sun to make soup in the winter.
You can give it to the dining hall in the temple, or you can give it to Mr. Mu Mu from Xuantian Temple in Beipo.
Thinking about the days of picking mushrooms on Tianshan Mountain, Li Ye's little heart inevitably felt a little nostalgic.
Thinking about the past when I met Mu Mu because of falling asleep while picking mushrooms, a few years have passed without comment.
Both he and Mumu are growing up slowly, from childhood to teenager.
I thought to myself that I would have to pick some more. When my husband and Mu Mu come over some other time, it would be a nice treat to share some with them and take them back to Xuantian Temple to make soup.
As for the dining hall allocated to the temple, it is estimated that only one pot of mushroom soup can be cooked for one meal, so that the brothers in the temple can have a taste.
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Carrying the bamboo basket I had woven a few days ago, I was walking among the pine trees and was looking for mushrooms when the voices of two people suddenly came from outside the forest.
One of them had a calm voice, while the other had a hint of complicated emotions in his voice. The two of them murmured as they walked, gradually getting closer to Li Ye.
"Senior brother, I heard Master Huiming say that you have been upset recently. What's going on?"
"What's going on? I'm just feeling sleepy these days and can't lift my spirits."
"Master said that you often sit by the lotus pond outside the main hall for several hours."
"Don't you think the lotuses in the lotus pond are pitiful?"
"How can you see how pitiful it is? It's just autumn. Will it grow again next summer? Aren't the lotus blooms as good as this year?"
"You are still young and you don't understand some truths. You will understand them when you are older."
Li Ye raised his eyes and saw two monks walking below him. One was thin and about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other was about the same age as him, just a little fat man about ten years old.
Both of them were wearing gray cloth monk robes, and each was carrying a bamboo basket in his hand. They must have gone to the pine forest in the back mountain to look for mushrooms and bring them back to the temple, just like him.
"Good afternoon, senior brothers. Are you two also here to pick mushrooms in the mountains?"
Li Ye greeted the two of them with a smile, but his eyes were looking around, trying to find the little mushrooms in the grass.
The two monks who were talking looked up and saw a gray-faced monk standing in the pine forest several feet away. The young monk whispered a few words to the thin monk.
"It turns out that he is the new junior brother in the temple. My name is Wuxin. This is my junior brother Wuyou. We have nothing to do and want to pick some mushrooms and go back to the temple to cook some soup for a taste."
The thin young monk replied calmly, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face.
After hearing this, Li Ye looked at the two of them and smiled, and said: "My name is Wuchen. I have just come to the temple to practice for less than a month. You two senior brothers can go to the small courtyard where I live to drink tea when you are free."
"So you are the junior brother who lives in the small courtyard behind Luohan Hall? Hehe, senior brother Wuxin and I will come to play with you when we have time in the future. You must not ignore us."
The round-faced monk Wushou replied with a smile.
"It turns out that junior brother is also looking for mushrooms in this forest. I wonder how many you picked?"
The tall and thin Wu Xin looked at the bamboo basket Li Li was carrying and asked calmly.
Because of the completely different attitudes of the two people in front of him, Li Ye was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this senior brother named Wu Xin would be so cold.
He didn't look as approachable as the round-faced Wuyou, and he didn't know how to answer the question for a while.
He glanced down at the bamboo basket he was carrying, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"It has only been lightly raining for a few days. I guess many mushrooms haven't had time to germinate yet? I wandered around for half an hour and only picked a little bit, which was not enough to make a pot of soup. If the two senior brothers don't mind it, we will You can go to my yard and try something new together."
Li Ye nodded and looked at the round-faced Wuyou and said.
As the two approached, Li Ye saw clearly the handsome face of the thin monk Wu Xin, which only looked a little pale and haggard due to the wind and frost on Prajna Mountain.
Some grass seeds from the woods were stuck to the clean and dust-free gray monk's robes. Especially the slight frown on the tip of his eyebrows made it clear at a glance that he had something on his mind.
It's just that his expression is still quiet, making it impossible to tell his joys and sorrows. He looks like a son of a god, not a practicing monk.
The mountain behind Prajna Temple is so big that if you don't mark the trail, you will easily get lost and you won't be able to get out easily.
But this world is also very small. In the pine forest of the back mountain where it is easy to get lost, Li Ye met two senior brothers, the sunny Wuyou and the worried Wuxin.
Li Ye was thinking that maybe he could go back to the small courtyard of the temple later, cook a pot of fragrant mushroom soup, and eat a bowl of clean and neat white rice. uncertain.
"Okay, okay, there is no dinner in the temple. Wuyou, I am always hungry and can't sleep well. From now on, I can go to your yard to find something to eat, Junior Brother Wuchen!"
The round-faced Wuyou showed a happy smile.
Wuchen also smiled lightly with Li Ye.
The Buddha said that cultivation is suffering, and that the human world is also suffering. However, all life is suffering, so when we live in the human world, we naturally have to have a full stomach before we can calm down and practice.
Li Ye didn't know what others thought, but he was such a person anyway.
Although he could not eat after lunch and abide by the temple's precepts, it was impossible for him to recite sutras while hungry.
Whether it is on the Tianshan Mountains or in the Great Buddha Temple.
Looking at the worry-free smile on the round face, Li Ye felt as if a ray of sunshine had shone in the rainy sky, warm and natural.
No matter how big this square inch mountain is or how deep this vast pine forest is, we will naturally meet if we are destined.
"Would your master be angry if he knew that you came to my courtyard to have soup and dinner?"
Li Ye thought about the many precepts in the temple and frowned slightly.
"No, no, no, the master said to eat when you eat, and recite sutras when you recite sutras..." Wuyou replied with a smile.
The thin Wuchen turned around and glared at him, scolding gently: "It's a good Buddhist teaching. If you talk nonsense, I'll let the master know that I will definitely pick up your ears."
"Wuyou is not afraid of picking his ears, but he is afraid of being hungry! Junior Brother Wuchen, do you think this is the truth?"
Little Fatty Wuyou looked at Li Ye and laughed.
When Li Ye heard this, he couldn't help laughing. He stepped forward and took Wuyou's hand, and the two of them walked deep into the pine forest.
As he walked, he said, "I don't know what the master in Prajna Temple taught me. From the day I started chanting sutras, I knew I couldn't go hungry. Otherwise, how could I calm down and recite sutras?"
Wuyou picked up a mushroom from his bamboo basket, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "Junior brother is really good-natured, unlike senior brother who is obviously hungry and pretends to be nonchalant, living too tiredly. "
Wu Xin, who was walking behind Li Ye, shook his head, sighed lowly, and nodded again after a moment.
I thought that this new junior brother was really interesting. No wonder Uncle Minghui arranged for him to practice alone in a small courtyard.
"Junior brother, can I ask you something?" the round-faced Wuyou whispered.
"Senior brother, please tell me." Li Yehun replied nonchalantly.
Wuyou glanced at Li Ye's light gray face, thought for a moment, and murmured in a low voice: "Is your face like this natural? Is it because of this that your uncle left you alone in that small courtyard? "
Wu Xin, who walked to the back, heard the conversation between the two in front and raised his head to take a closer look at Li Ye's complexion. He was thinking the same thing as Wu Xin.
When Li Ye heard this, he laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed to his head, and said, "If I said it was struck by lightning, would you believe it?"
Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then moved closer to Li Ye and took a closer look.
After thinking for a long time, he said: "I think you can only gather energy based on your junior brother's state. If it weren't for you practicing Buddhist physical skills, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to climb this mountain road, right?"
Wuxin glanced at Wuyou and sighed softly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.
Said: "I believe what my junior brother said, since all things grow in the world, they will have their own reasons for existence."
Li Ye turned his head and looked at Wuyou behind him, and continued calmly: "I have been struck by lightning not long after I was born, and I have long been used to it."
After a pause, he continued: "The last time was on the Tianshan Mountains in Dongxuan Territory. I was hit by another lightning strike for no reason. It hit my face and body, and I looked like this."
"Master Minghui was probably afraid that I would scare the senior brothers in the temple, so he threw me into that uninhabited small courtyard... Hahaha, but he didn't know that I was already used to practicing alone. "
The round-faced Wuyou reached out and touched Li Ye's face, with a look of compassion on his face.
He said distressedly: "Junior brother, you have suffered, are you still hurting now? How about I ask the master to find some magic medicine for you to heal?"
Li Ye pushed Wuyou's little hand away, smiled, and said, "I've long been used to it. I've also learned some knowledge about medicinal herbs myself. My husband told me that these are nothing. Maybe when I get into Buddhism, Once you have perfected your kung fu, the gray on your body and face will naturally disappear."
The thin Wuxin walked behind them and was speechless when he heard these words.
Only the round-faced Wuyou nodded, looked at him and said, "Master said that if you endure more hardships during practice, you will be successful in the future. It must be your experience."
After listening, Li Ye said calmly: "Buddhist law and worldly law are the same."
Wu Xin, who was walking behind, suddenly shouted: "Junior brother, look quickly, there are a lot of mushrooms down the slope in front..."
