"You should call me master." Mrs. Lu quickly corrected Xiao Lingbao.
"See wisdom." The monk answered Xiao Lingbao with two simple words.
"Then there is still a teacher who can see benevolence?" Xiao Lingbao heard the little native chicken say, "A benevolent man has a different opinion," which is an idiom.
The monk was noncommittal, but suddenly he asked, "Don't you want to walk around?"
The Ling family did not react.
Little Lingbao immediately jumped out of Ling Xuanyan's arms: "Okay, let's go."
Ling Yixi immediately stood up and planned to follow.
"Sit down!" Unexpectedly, the monk suddenly shouted.
Ling Yixi's legs stopped working and she sat down with a snap.
Ling Xuanyan frowned and was about to take action on his own, but saw Mrs. Lu waving her hands repeatedly.
Master Jian Zhi is a direct disciple of the old monk. He must have a reason for asking Xiao Lingbao to go for a walk.
In other words, when the wise teacher asked Xiao Lingbao to leave, Xiao Lingbao left immediately.
This is a skill that only they can understand.
The Ling family has never been exposed to Buddhism and does not understand it, but Mrs. Lu has a lot of knowledge after all.
It is obvious that Miss Ling has her own opportunities here...
at the same time.
In the Mahavira Palace.
A young and enchanting woman was taking two little boys of similar age to worship Buddha.
"Zhongliang, please kowtow to the Buddha." The woman said to the shorter boy beside her, "I ask the Buddha to bless you to become the pillar of the family."
"Okay." The boy named Zhongliang knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three times to the Buddha. He then stood up and said, "Hey? Where is my brother? Mom, my brother seems to have run away alone. I'm going to find him!"
While the woman took off the limited-edition luxury bag and put it aside, intending to pray to Buddha, she told Zhong Liang, "Don't run around. Come back if you can't find it."
As she spoke, she bowed down and murmured: "I pray that the Buddha will appear so that my Zhongliang can win the love of the family elders and his father, so that our mother and son can get what they want..."
…
Little Lingbao climbed up on his calves, following a little squirrel with a big tail on the steps of the thousand-year-old temple.
The little squirrel jumped into the bushes and disappeared.
Little Lingbao stretched out his little head and looked around, and suddenly saw the thin back of a boy in the woods.
"Little brother!" Little Lingbao recognized the other person at a glance just by feeling.
"It's little brother!"
It was the little brother who lived next door to the Wang family!
It was he who called his uncle when Xiao Lingbao was dying and saved her.
But later my uncle went to check and couldn't find him.
"Little brother, little brother, wait a minute!" Little Lingbao ignored the bushes in the mountains and stepped forward one step at a time.
Then the boy turned a deaf ear to her call and walked to the other side.
"Little brother, little brother, did you hear me calling you?" Xiao Lingbao could only shout while chasing, "little brother, look back, the little brother in white!"
Although the boy was thin, his legs were long. One step was three steps longer than that of Little Lingbao, and he quickly pushed her further and further away.
"Little brother, don't you remember me? I used to live in the Wang family next door to you. The Wang family's uncle made me kneel under the sun. It was you who helped me call my uncle. Little brother, you saved Ling Bao. Ling Bao was very happy. Wanted to thank you, ouch!”
Little Lingbao accidentally fell into the grass.
"Woo..." She hugged her sore knees.
"Ling Bao! Ling Bao, where are you?"
Uncle Ling's shout came.
Ling Bao waved anxiously: "Uncle, uncle Ling Bao is here."
She got up and threw herself out covered in grass, juice and dirt, "Uncle, I saw the little brother who saved me. He is here. He went that way. Ling Bao can't catch up..."
So aggrieved.
Is Ling Bao's voice too soft?
Or was Ling Bao too stupid to let her little brother know that she was calling him?
"Uncle, go help Ling Bao find it." Ling Xuanyan said, "Ling Bao will go with the protector uncle to see the abbot master. Uncle Sanhuo will definitely find Ling Bao, okay?"
"Thank you, Uncle Sanhuo." Xiao Lingbao and Ling Xuanyan said each other.
Uncle Sanhuo is the most reliable of all the uncles. When he takes action, little Lingbao can rest assured.
Ling Quanteng picked up little Lingbao and followed Master Jianzhi to see the abbot.
Jianzhi glanced at Ling Qiteng, who was protecting the little Ling Bao like a treasure.
"Put her down and go."
Ling Qiteng's heart trembled.
Little Lingbao patted him on the shoulder grandly: "Uncle Protector, don't worry, Lingbao is already big."
She went down to the ground and followed behind Jian Zhishi, tilting her little head.
"Master Jianzhi, why are your heads so bare?"
Jianzhi didn't look at her or answer.
Xiao Lingbao sighed.
The little brother ignored her, and the uncle monk also ignored her.
Ling Bao seems to be an unpopular Yazi...
"Do you know what the four disciples are going to do?" Master Jianzhi suddenly asked Xiao Lingbao.
Xiao Lingbao shook his head, I don't know.
When he saw the wise master, he said, "It's the same as your uncle."
"Dharma protector?" Little Lingbao is very smart.
See the wise teacher without comment.
He took Xiao Lingbao and Ling Qiteng to the old monk's meditation room, but he didn't meet anyone along the way.
"Master is waiting for you inside."
The door opened and he pointed inside.
Ling Qiteng wanted to follow, but Jianzhi raised his hand to block him: "Wait outside."
Xiao Lingbao went in alone, and the door behind him was closed.
Before she could go any further, she saw an old monk, wearing a hundred-pin robe, twisting a long string of Buddhist beads in his hand, sitting on the edge of the couch, eyes closed, motionless.
"Teacher, Amitabha." Xiao Lingbao followed Mrs. Lu's example and clasped his hands together.
The old monk didn't open his eyes: "Who is coming?"
Little Lingbao opened his mouth, but without saying his name, only one word came out: "Me."
The old monk followed closely and asked, "Who am I?"
"I, I..." Little Lingbao became nervous. She raised her fingers, feeling unsure, "I am nobody..."
The old monk finally slowly raised his eyelids and seemed to glance at little Lingbao.
"come over."
"Yeah!" Little Lingbao ran very fast with his calves. Not only did he walk over, he also lay on the old monk's knees.
"Kneel down!" A clear shout suddenly came from the side.
Xiao Lingbao was startled and quickly took a step back.
What, there is actually a mighty and strong young monk here, standing not far away.
His clothes blended in with the background. He didn't even breathe before he spoke. Little Lingbao didn't notice him at all.
"Jianshan, don't scare her."
The old monk's lips moved slightly and his voice was very low, but it did not prevent little Lingbao from hearing clearly.
"Let's go," he said to Xiao Lingbao again, "I'll take you out for a walk."
The old monk stood up and stretched out his hand to Xiao Lingbao, who subconsciously grabbed his sleeve.
Jianshan followed silently, neither speaking nor following.
Little Lingbao followed the old monk out of the Zen room. The old man and the young one walked along the mountain road of the temple, step by step towards the top of the mountain, until they reached a wind pavilion at the highest point.
The old monk pointed to the scenery at the bottom of the mountain: "What do you see?"
Xiao Lingbao shook his head: "Nothing."
The old monk looked like an ancient well and said, "Well, come with me."
He stepped out of the pavilion in one step and stepped into the void. Little Lingbao followed him obediently without any fear.
The two of them walked thousands of miles, and the white clouds and the red dust flew by so quickly.
As they walked, the old monk asked again: "What did you see?"
Xiao Lingbao looked at his feet: "Nothing."
The old monk stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xiao Lingbao's head: "When you see the moon, you need to remember that if a person understands his heart, there will be no inch of earth on the earth."
…
Ling Qiteng and Jian Zhi were standing on the corridor not far from the Zen room, relatively speechless.
Suddenly I saw several monks and laypeople hurriedly coming in front of me.
"Meet the wise master!" the leading monk asked. "Just now, a senior brother said that he saw someone from the west coming to greet him. Master... he left after that!"
Jianzhi's expression changed.
He turned around and headed towards the meditation room.
Ling Qiteng was finally able to enter the room.
I saw Master Abbot sitting cross-legged on a collapsed bed, already dead!
But Xiao Lingbao has disappeared...
(End of chapter)
