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   Chapter 289 Zhou Zhi

   Chapter 289 Zhou Zhi

  Su Xiaolu looked at this day, and she knew that monks were given names according to their seniority.

  Like the Ben En just now, he was about forty years old, and the little novice called him the head, and Ben En's status in the temple was not low.

   But now this little novice who has followed Zhi seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is actually his own name. His seniority is so high that Su Xiaolu couldn't help but look at him more. ·``

   This day, his expression was calm, he bowed to Su Xiaolu and went down.

  Zhi turned around and entered the room, Su Xiaolu followed.

   Looking at the old monk's back, Su Xiaolu couldn't help but ask: "Abbot, although your disciple was at fault first, but he was beaten like that by me, are you really not angry at all?"

   If the old man is replaced, the old man will definitely help her regardless of whether she is right or not.

Su Xiaolu's question was stopped, and he smiled kindly and said, "I'm not angry, Ben, this person, has always been restless, and has too much desire to win or lose. He was defeated by Guiyou before, and after confirming your identity, I want to find it from you. A little balance, then his beating is the cause and effect, and he has to bear it himself."

  Su Xiaolu entered the meditation room and looked around.

  The Zen room is very simple, without any decoration, just a table and a few stools, and a bed.

   asked Su Xiaolu to sit down and poured a cup of tea for Su Xiaolu.

  Su Xiaolu looked at the Buddha bead on his wrist, which looked very Zen. The bead was dark and smooth, which should be the reason for the frequent twisting.

  He took off the beads and handed them to Su Xiaolu and said, "Little donor, this beads are given to you to keep you safe for life."

  Su Xiaolu waved his hand: "Thanks, I don't want it."

   After Ben's incident, she didn't have a good impression of Qinglian Temple, so it's better to forget about things, not familiar with them.

   stopped and smiled, but didn't force it.

   He brought a box today. He put the box in front of Su Xiaolu and said to Su Xiaolu, "Little donor, the letter is in it."

   When Su Xiaolu opened the box, there were only seven letters and dozens of silver notes.

  Su Xiaolu looked at him suspiciously.

   said with a gentle smile, "This is for you. It's considered a medical bill. After you get the letter, you can choose to go or not to go, it's all up to your heart."

  Su Xiaolu looked at the top letter, she was attracted by the name, she took it and unfolded it.

  On the letter paper there is only one sentence and an address.

Mr.   , I heard that the genius doctor can live the flesh and bones of the dead, dare to ask Mr., can a severed limb be regenerated?

The signature    made Su Xiaolu frown, because the signature above was Zhou Zhi.

  Su Xiaolu asked, "When was this letter sent?"

   stopped looking at the envelope and said flatly, "A few quarters ago."

  Su Xiaolu remembered the boy she met when she came, is he Zhou Zhi?

  Su Xiaolu had doubts in his heart, if it was Zhou Zhi, why could he walk, the old man clearly said that his legs had already been amputated.

  The way he walks doesn't look abnormal.

  Su Xiaolu put away the letter paper and the silver note. She was about to get up and leave. After two steps, she turned around and asked, "Abbot, how much does your temple get for this silver note?"

   said with a light smile: "Thirty percent, there are some people with strange diseases, who can't afford to ask for a doctor's money. As long as the disease is strange enough, they won't take a penny. Whether they have a medical relationship or not depends on the will of God."

   Just asking for medical expenses, each person is 1,000 taels of silver, and it is not even the money for medical treatment. Not everyone is qualified to hire a genius doctor.

  Those who suffer from strange diseases and have no money can also leave envelopes, but whether they can wait for the divine doctor depends on the will of God.

  Su Xiaolu smiled at Zhizhi, waved his hand and said, "Goodbye."

   Zhi waved to Ben Tian, ​​nodded and sent Su Xiaolu out.

   After leaving the meditation room, Su Xiaolu looked back at Ben Tian, ​​and she asked, "Little monk, why are you so much older than others?"

   Ben Tian smiled lightly and said, "The abbot said that I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and I specially accepted me. When I learn the Buddha Dharma, I will be able to go down the mountain and go to those suffering people."

Su Xiaolu looked at Ben Tian, ​​she smiled and said, "Little monk, do you think that Ben would be jealous of you? He is obviously a disciple, he is much older than you, and the abbot treats him a lot, what do you think of him? yours."

   This day, he frowned: "The abbot treats all the disciples the same, and he treats the elder brother the same. Even if the elder brother is unstable, the master is more tolerant towards him."

Su Xiaolu shook his head and said, "You look the same, but others don't think the same. I think you should be the one who should pass the time. In your opinion, it is tolerant, but in his opinion, it may be intentional. Embarrass him."

   Before Ben left, Su Xiaolu could really see the unwillingness and dissatisfaction.

   Would such a person be convinced? It's impossible to be convinced, and I only think why didn't I come out earlier to help him clear the siege, and why not punish him for not helping him.

   Hearing Su Xiaolu's words today, he fell into deep thought.

Su Xiaolu smiled and said: "Just a reminder for you, such a person may do something terrible in a temple one day, don't underestimate people's resentment, don't send me away , you go back."

  Su Xiaolu said with a smile, then he pointed his toes, flew over the eaves and went straight to the main hall of the temple.

   Today, I looked at Su Xiaolu's figure thoughtfully, and finally turned around and went back to the meditation room.

  Su Xiaolu came to the Buddha worship hall. There are many Buddha statues in the hall. Su Xiaolu is not familiar with it, so she doesn't know it either.

  There are many pilgrims kneeling on the futon reverently, chanting words in their mouths, kowtowing down, and knocking the ground in front of them with a 'dong dong dong' sound.

  Wang Huilan is asking for a peace talisman. Like many believers, she knelt on the futon and held the peace talisman in her hand, while the monk in cassock twisted the beads in his hand and walked around them chanting Buddhist scriptures.

  Su Xiaolu found a seat and sat down, ready to sit and wait.

   There was a commotion outside, Su Xiaolu couldn't help but look.

  A lot of people gathered around to watch the fun, and soon many people came back, discussing something in a low voice.

  Su Xiaolu heard a few words.

   "She is really amazing. She kowtowed three times with her son on her back, and said that Qinglian Temple was effective, and wanted the Lord Buddha to cure his son's strange disease."

   "No, I think she is really kneeling, her head is swollen."

   There were many voices like this, and Su Xiaolu was a little curious. She looked at Wang Huilan, and it seemed that it would not be all right for a while, so she simply got up and walked out.

   Walking out of the lobby, I saw a woman carrying a child on her back, kowtow three times with one step, and walked towards the lobby step by step.

   There were many pilgrims watching by her side. The woman didn’t care about the eyes and comments of outsiders at all, and just approached the destination step by step.

  There is a year of "Amitabha Buddha" when the little novice monks put their hands together. When a woman takes a step, they take one step. When a woman kowtows, they recite "Amitabha Buddha".

   (end of this chapter)