An encounter while mountaineering made Li Ye and Wuxin Wuyou become friends.
In the afternoon when it was not possible to pick mushrooms, I picked two full baskets of fresh pine mushrooms, which made the round-faced Wuyou very happy.
It also made the worried Wuxin's face reveal a look of joy.
On the contrary, Li Ye's face was as calm as water, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.
Could it be that I have been practicing on Tianshan Mountain for a long time and have seen too many mushrooms and lost my joy? Li Ye thought secretly.
Wuyou looked down at the mushrooms in the bamboo basket in front of him, reached out and randomly picked out one from the middle, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, then smiled.
Wuyou A whirlwind blew out of Li Ye's small courtyard, and within a moment another gust of wind came back, with a plate of tofu in his little hand.
"I tried it with my senior brother last year. Fresh mushrooms were cooked with tofu. It was the most delicious."
Wuyou smiled and placed the tofu in his hand on the stone table in the small courtyard.
The three of them worked on the mountain all afternoon. When they returned to Li Ye's small courtyard, Li Ye brought out the tea set and boiled water for the two of them to drink tea.
Wuchen helped pick out mushrooms from Li Ye's bamboo basket and prepared mushroom and tofu soup for a while.
Li Ye heated up the tea stove, took out the tea leaves from the tea box and placed them on the table.
Wuyou leaned over to smell the tea and sniffed it vigorously, with a satisfied expression on his face. "Junior brother, your tea is more fragrant than the tea collected by my master. Did you buy it from the Buddhist capital at the foot of the mountain?"
Li Ye looked at his exaggerated expression, smiled and said, "I brought this from my hometown in Fengyun City in Dongxuan Region. Junior brother can come here often if he likes it."
As he finished speaking, he warmed the pot, washed the tea, and washed the cups. In a moment, three cups of hot tea were placed on the stone table.
A mountain breeze blew through the small courtyard, mixed with the fragrance of the mountains and forests and the faint fragrance of tea.
The small courtyard under the setting sun suddenly became full of life. The round-faced Wuyou picked up the cup and looked at Li Ye with admiration.
"Junior brother, your tea ceremony skills are so good. You can catch up with my master soon." Wuchen took a sip of tea and said.
Hearing this, Li Ye smiled, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and smiled with Wu Xin opposite him.
Said: "My master at the Great Buddhist Temple in Fengyun City taught me to eat when you eat and drink tea when you drink tea. I think my senior brother also understands this truth."
Even if you have something on your mind, you can let it go at this moment, right?
Wu Xin was stunned, and the hand holding the teacup shook slightly, thinking how could the young junior brother in front of him know that he had something on his mind.
This junior brother, who is one year younger than Wuyou, actually uses tea to enlighten himself. Could it be that he really seems to be worried?
Glancing at Li Ye, he replied calmly: "Junior brother said, drink tea when you drink tea."
Wuyou put the cup on the stone table, looked at his senior brother Wuxin's expression, touched his belly and said, "Senior brother, I'm going to wash the mushrooms, you go and light a fire, let junior brother Wuchen cook some rice, I've been walking around the mountains for a long time, I'm hungry It’s too late…”
Li Ye felt happy, looked at him and said seriously: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have rice in the house, I won't let you starve."
There was also an ugly expression on Wuxin's face, and he glared at Wuxin, and after a moment, his anger gradually faded away.
He looked at Li Ye and said, "Junior brother, go get the rice, and I'll light the fire."
Wuyou felt no shame, stared at Li Ye's movements, thought for a while and said, "I'll get water!"
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"Wuchen boy, you cook delicious food secretly in the yard, why don't you call me uncle?"
Li Ye, who was cooking tofu and mushroom soup with his head down, suddenly heard Master Minghui's voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and entered the courtyard.
Wuxin, who was sitting at the stone table in the yard drinking tea, and Wuyou, who was cooking with Li Ye in the kitchen, were both startled. They quickly stood up and said, "Amitabha, hello, uncle!"
Li Ye rolled his eyes at him and said, "Master, I have never seen the abbot in the temple for a long time, let alone become a disciple. When did you become my uncle?"
"If you don't call me uncle, why don't you call me senior brother? My senior brother's and I's master has passed away, so there's no way for you to become your master!"
Master Minghui walked to the stone table and sat down. Wuxin quickly picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of hot tea.
Wuyou glanced at Li Ye and ran to Minghui in three steps and two steps at a time.
He chuckled and said, "Uncle, don't you want to eat after lunch? Why can't you stand the smell of Junior Brother Wuchen's place?"
Master Minghui reached out and tapped his bald head and said with a smile: "That's the commandment of the temple, not what I said. I'm naturally looking for something to eat when I'm hungry."
Li Ye looked at him and smiled, stood under the eaves of the kitchen, holding the spoon in his hand, looked at Ming Hui and laughed.
He said thoughtfully: "I once received the inheritance from Poxu Monk of Prajna Temple on Tianshan Mountain. He can also be regarded as my master. In this way, it is not wrong for me to call the master my senior brother... "
Ming Hui, who was drinking tea from a cup, was stunned, looked at Li Ye strangely, and said, "How do I know that you have received the great inheritance from Monk Po Xu? Do you want to fish in troubled waters?"
"I saw the Dengming Buddha, I am so bright... There is no "Lotus Sutra" in the Great Buddha Temple in Dongxuanyu. I inherited it from Master Poxu and later copied it by hand and handed it down to the old monk in the Great Buddha Temple. , this can be clearly proved.”
Li Ye thought for a while, turned around, cleaned his hands in the basin, took out the Lotus Sutra from his body, walked to the table and handed it to Master Minghui with both hands.
Seeing Li Ye's serious look, Ming Hui gently put down the cup, wiped her hands on the monk's robe, took the scripture and turned it over to look at it carefully.
After a while, he sighed softly, looked at him and said calmly: "You got the inheritance of Poxu Monk on Tianshan Mountain, met me at the junction of the three realms, and can meet me again in the depths of Fangcun Mountain. This is what the Buddha said Many opportunities have come together, and if we start from Master Poxu, you might as well be my junior brother."
When Wuxin and Wuyou heard this, they said at the same time: "This kind of fate...Uncle Master must not do it!"
When Wuxin Wuyou was talking to Master Minghui, he looked up at Li Ye, keeping a distance between the three of them.
The two of them looked at Li Ye with strange expressions, while Master Minghui smiled and said nothing, just looking at Li Ye in a daze quietly.
Wuyou thought for a while and suddenly said: "Wuchen, if you become my uncle's junior brother, wouldn't my senior brother and I have to call you our uncle in the future? This... isn't this a mess?"
"How could this happen if the abbot, the uncle, knew about it?"
Wu Xin also murmured.
Ming Hui opened the "Lotus Sutra" handwritten by Li Ye, and the more she read, the more she liked it.
Looking at Wu Xin and Wu You's stupid and anxious look, he stretched out his left hand to pick up the teacup on the table and said seriously: "There is a sequence of learning the Tao, but there is no time to enter the Tao. Everyone has his own opportunity, you two little Does this guy have a chance with Junior Brother Wuchen?"
After speaking, he handed the scripture in his hand to Wu Xin, who looked frightened, and said calmly: "Cultivation of the Tao, cultivation of Buddhism, and cultivation of the mind are all one word cultivation. Ask yourselves, can you be like Dao Wuchen?"
Wuxin took the scroll with both hands, held it in his heart and opened it to look at it carefully. Wuyou also leaned over to look at it. The more they looked at it, the more excited they became, and the more they looked at it, the more frightened they became.
Both of them have been monks since childhood, but have never practiced the Lotus Sutra. They held the thick scrolls and looked at the neat words in it with a strong sense of Zen.
He couldn't help but say: "Junior Brother Wuchen's opportunity is indeed deeper than the two of us. We are going to go to the Sutra Pavilion to practice this supreme sutra."
Master Minghui was slightly startled. He didn't expect these two little guys to be so straightforward.
He couldn't help but said: "If you want to practice this sutra, you have to go to your master Ming Yun. You can't pester Junior Brother Wu Chen, but you can practice your own way."
Li Ye was stunned and said in shock: "Uncle Master, you can't be like this. You are an eminent monk, and Wuchen is just a lay disciple. You can't afford to be like this, Uncle Master."
Ming Hui was startled for a moment, then said without thinking: "I said yes, it's okay, hurry up and cook, senior brother is hungry today."
Li Ye was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, I just said it casually, but you are still serious, now you are in trouble, and you will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the temple in the future.
"Uncle, wait a minute, I'm going to go see you right away. I'll be ready for dinner in a while."
After saying that, he quickly stood up and left, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hands and muttering to himself.
"Uncle, I'm going to help. You sit here and have some tea."
The round-faced Wuyou ran away in the kitchen to look for Li Ye in the blink of an eye, leaving his senior brother Wuxin alone in the wind.
Wuxin, who was worried, turned serious when facing Minghui, who had no airs about being a master in front of him. He quietly stared at the boiling water on the fire.
After a moment of silence, he said in a solemn tone: "Uncle, are you and Junior Brother Wuchen joking? If you take it seriously, wouldn't it mean that many senior brothers and sisters in our temple will call Wuchen Uncle?"
The autumn wind is gradually picking up, the boiling water on the fire is rolling, and Wuxin's heart is also rolling.
"Why is this wrong? Didn't your master teach you not to be obsessed with appearance? All living beings have no appearance, and I have no appearance. You are much older than Wuyou, don't you understand the truth as well as him?"
"Aren't you afraid that his generation will be messed up? When the abbot comes back, I will change the name of Wuchen to Mingchen. Is this okay?"
I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that it was just Li Ye's unintentional words, but Uncle Minghui took it seriously.
Thinking of the many senior brothers and sisters in the temple in the future, even though Li Ye, who was one year younger than Wuyou, would call him uncle, he couldn't help but reveal an inexplicable smile on his calm face.
At this moment, Wuyou, who was carrying rice from the kitchen, said: "Uncle, Junior Brother Wuchen said it's time to eat. We went to the back mountain to pick a lot of fresh mushrooms in the afternoon. I found some from the dining hall. When the tofu is cooked together, it will be delicious.”
Master Minghui looked at Wuyou who was approaching and said with a smile: "Wouyou, from now on you will call Junior Brother Guan Wuchen Senior Uncle Mingchen. Remember, don't mess with the rules."
Li Ye, who was walking out of the kitchen with a pot of tofu and mushroom soup, looked at Wuyou who was standing beside Wuxin and said with a smile: "Brother Wuyou, there is a stool here, why are you standing?"
Wuyou turned around and looked at him resentfully.
He called out unwillingly: "Uncle Mingchen, I like to eat standing up."
