There are many Buddhist stories that have a deeper memory. Heng Yu chose one to explain it: "Once upon a time, a general named Zhang Xianzhong led his troops to attack the city. When he was stationed in the temple outside the city, he began to force the monks in the temple to eat meat. Among them, a monk named Poshan said: As long as you don't slaughter the city after siege, I am willing to eat meat. After Zhang Xianzhong agreed, Poshan really closed his eyes and ate meat."

"Amitabha, in this story, breaks the precepts to save millions of people in the city. He is a great monk with great merits."

"Yes, this story is actually a name for a reason: the wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." Heng Yu took out a pot of wine from the storage ring, "So the weather is so good now. Should I drink two drinks with me in the Buddhist story I just told?"

Qingxu was not fooled by her: "Breaking the mountains and breaking the precepts is to save the tens of thousands of people under the city, and it is understandable. The reason the Lord Luo said should be divided into occasions and times. For example, now I have no reason to drink and break the precepts."

He didn't even make a fool.

Heng Yu curled his lips and originally wanted to drink at the mouth of the wine pot, but when he remembered that he was in the temple, he had to take the wine pot back with great pleasure: "You are right, people in the world remember the first half of the sentence, but they forgot the next half of the sentence: If people in the world learn from me, it is like entering the devil's way."

The wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart.

If people in the world learn from me, it is like entering the devil's way.

I realized that I recited this poem silently and found it quite interesting.

People in the world always try to find the special features of power. If they find that they are exactly the same as the special features of power, they will be very happy.

But they forgot that eagles can beat the blue sky by jumping off the cliff, and pheasants can only fall to death by jumping off the cliff.

Imitating this special feature is meaningless.

After realizing his interest, he took the initiative to ask: "Is there any other interesting stories?"

Heng Yu spread his hands and said innocently: "It depends on his mood, it's gone today anyway."

Zhihu remembered the incident that she called herself "Buddhist son".

Still unhappy?

He nodded gently: "That monk will dry the scriptures first."

Heng Yu:???

She was about to complain, but she leaned over to sort out the scriptures and finished the following sentence: "I will go to the kitchen to learn how to make Bodhi cakes later."

Heng Yu was immediately satisfied.

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When Heng Yu and Liwu were talking, Lenian kept standing by and busy with his own affairs.

He couldn't figure out many things. After drying all his scriptures, Le Nian quietly slipped out of the yard and wandered around the temple.

When I walked to the pavilion in the back mountain, Le Nian saw the host of Qingyun Temple sitting at the stone table, with a chessboard spread out in front of him, playing chess with him.

"Host." After thinking about it, Le Nian went forward to say hello to the host.

The idea of ​​playing chess was interrupted, and the host threw down the white piece in his hand.

He looked at it carefully and asked with a smile: "You seem to be confused?"

Being stared at the host's transparent and gentle eyes, Le Nian nodded unconsciously: "I'm a little confused."

"Then sit down and play chess with me. Maybe after playing chess, you will be able to solve your doubts." said the host.

It's still too boring to play chess alone, and it's really good to fool someone into playing chess with him.

And the host was also curious about what he was confused about.

Le Nian sat opposite the host.

He observed the layout of the chessboard, raised his right hand and held the black piece, and dropped the chess piece somewhere in the chessboard.

After a while, Le Nian pursed the corners of her lips and said tentatively: "Do you still remember the three lottery draws that Luo Master drew a few days ago?"

The host laughed: "What you want to ask is not those three signs, but the marriage sign. I probably guessed what you are confused about by your little master."

Lennian smiled embarrassedly.

The host picked up the white piece and put the white piece between his fingers on the chessboard with a 'bang': "I heard your head teacher say that the Buddhist son's trip was going south to overcome the love disaster?"

The presidency of Qingyun Temple has a low level of cultivation, but he has a deep study of Buddhism.

He had known the head of Wuding Sect for many years. Shortly after Jiewu moved into Qingyun Temple, he received a letter written by the head of Wuding Sect, which revealed a lot of content.

So he knew very well that he had realized the tragedy of love, and also very well that he knew how important his identities were.

Le Nian nodded silently.

"Your senior brother is now passing through the tribulation in every word and action. He is a very sensible person. He understands his importance to Buddhism and will not do anything that will make Buddhism embarrassed or shame."

"But...but..." When Le Nian thought of the witch, he raised his hand and scratched his head, "If the senior brother just wants to overcome the tribulation, what about that Luo Master?"

"She has her own reasons, of course." The host picked up the tea and took a sip of it to moisten his throat. "They are like black and white chess pieces confronting on the chessboard. This is destined to be a even game. We are not the parties involved, and we don't know what the parties involved think, just be a spectator and watch on the wall. Don't get involved, let them play this game by themselves."

The host put down the tea: "After all, there is a saying that you can watch chess without saying anything."

Do you use Go as an analogy?

Leonian lowered his head and picked up a black piece from the chess box.

He put the black piece on the chessboard: "There will always be a winner."

"Yes." The host laughed after falling down Bai Zi, "For example, now, you lost."

Le Nian Wei was stunned.

He looked down at the chessboard seriously, and found that after the host fell down the piece, his big dragon was indeed slaughtered.

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It is probably a very fulfilling thing to ask the Buddhist son to wash his hands and make soup.

Especially this Buddhist son is handsome and elegant, and when he gets lonely, he will look down at the world if the gods and Buddhas in the nine heavens lower their eyes.

Now he was standing in front of the chopping board and kneading the dough, like a large pot of flour was poured on his body by the Gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens.

Heng Yu stood beside him and read the storybook, turning his head from time to time to look at him to see where he had taken it.

Yu Wu noticed her gaze and looked back at her: "If Luo Lord is free now, you can go to the front yard of the temple to find the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree and get some Bodhi leaves from it."

After a pause, I realized that "just take the leaves that fall off naturally from the Bodhi tree."

Heng Yu rolled up the script in his hand and stood up lazily from the chair.

She walked towards the front yard of the temple and happened to meet Nian on the road.

"Linian, where did you go just now? We didn't see you after drying the scriptures." Heng Yuqi said.

Le Nian said: "I just went to play chess with the host."

"Are you free now? Let's pick Bodhi leaves together and pick more to see if your senior brother can successfully make Bodhi cake in one fell swoop."

While talking, Heng Yu walked forward.

Lennian wanted to speak.

Soon, he thought of what the host said: Be a spectator and watch on the wall.

So he silently shut up and followed Hengyu to pick Bodhi leaves obediently.

A quarter of an hour later, Lenian walked in front with a basket of Bodhi leaves, Heng Yu plunged his hands behind his head, and followed slowly with a green grass in his mouth.

As I walked, I turned around and glared at her with grief.

No wonder this witch invited him so enthusiastically to pick Bodhi leaves. It turned out that she wanted him to do a hard work to pick up leaves and carry baskets.

Heng Yu hummed the song, pretending that he didn't see it.

Back in the kitchen, I realized that I just finished kneading the dough.

The gray monk's robe on his body was stained with a lot of white powder, and the back of his hands was covered with flour.

Seeing them coming back, Lewu reached out to take the Bodhi leaves and took them to the well to clean them carefully.

He cleaned along the leaf veins and washed very carefully.

After all washing, he began to remove the veins in the Bodhi leaves.

Heng Yu watched the fun around for a long time, and saw that he was washing so seriously, he was really embarrassed to let him work alone.

She went over to get water and wash her hands, moved a small bench and sat opposite Yu Wu, and accompanied him to remove the leaf veins.

After removing the leaf veins, all the leaves must be chopped into powder.

I realized that I was lazy at this step and put all the leaves into a clean vessel, then put my hands on the wall of the vessel, and frantically injected spiritual power into the vessel.

The spiritual power tear the leaves, and after a few breaths, Zhijue took back his hand and opened the vessel, the leaves inside had completely broken into powder.

There are many steps to work hard next.

Heng Yu stood beside him for a while, bored, took out the purple jade flute from the storage ring, turned it around twice, and pressed it against his lips and started playing it.

After two hours of busy work, the Bodhi cake was finally released.

The pastry is as big as a fist, square, crystal green in color, and looks very ordinary.

Because Hengyu picked a lot of Bodhi leaves and the dough was enough, I finally realized that there were 60 Bodhi cakes made in total, and they were placed in densely in front of the table.

Heng Yu coughed lightly and looked at Nian: "Little monk, try the taste."

Le Nian widened her eyes.
To be continued...