Chapter 218 The Coward

Chapter 218 The Coward

The sky gradually darkened, and I didn't know how many turns I had made in Jishi Temple, or how long I had walked. The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures in the ancient temple was almost inaudible.

But Lekong was in great pain at the moment.

Ye Xiaochuan, this stinky boy, never stopped talking all the way. He talked a lot. To sum it up, he must think clearly and not make a mistake that will lead to eternal regret.

Fortunately, Lekong has been practicing Buddhism with Master Xuanhui for many years, and he still has a Buddhist heart. If it were any other young nun in Jishi Temple, she would probably slap him on the dark cheek, saying that the Buddha also has the lion's roar to subdue demons, let alone humans?

Finally, we arrived at Wujiuju, an independent small Buddhist temple in the corner of the Jishi Temple. It was very quiet. There was even a tall bamboo forest on both sides. The bamboos were emerald green, and each bamboo stretched straight up, at least ten feet high, as thick as a bowl.

As for the back of Wuguiju, it is the mountain wall of Langya Mountain. If you look up, you can probably see the houses of Langya Xianzong disciples on the mountainside.

Wuguiju is very small, with only one meditation room. The wooden door is closed, and you can see candles lit inside through the window.

Lekong led Ye Xiaochuan to the door of Wuguiju, put his hands together, and said, "Master, disciple Lekong is here to lead the donor Ye."

"Come in."

The voice of Master Xuanhui came from the meditation room behind the door. Lekong gently pushed open the door, and Ye Xiaochuan immediately heard the rhythmic sound of wooden fish coming from inside.

When Ye Xiaochuan heard this sound, his head suddenly became bigger, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous. He hurried forward and bowed.

"I am Ye Xiaochuan from the Cangyun Sect. I am honored to meet Master Xuanhui."

"I am old friends with the head of your sect, Taoist Yujizi, and your mentor, Taoist Qingfeng. Young Master Ye, you don't have to be polite."

The wooden fish stopped, and Ye Xiaochuan walked into Wujiuju. The furnishings inside were very simple, with a clay statue of Bodhisattva, a few shrunken orange-yellow cushions, an oil lamp, and even no tables, chairs, or benches. It is truly a typical representative of the ancient Buddha with green lamps.

However, this shabby house seems to have nothing to do with the three words Wujiuju. Wujiu means dust-free, but this Zen room seems to have not been cleaned for at least ten or eight years. There is a layer of dust on the ground, and even spider webs everywhere.

Ye Xiaochuan swallowed his saliva. This is not a place where people live. It is completely the haunted Lanruo Temple outside the city.

Lekong did not come in. I don't know where he went. Ye Xiaochuan felt that this place was gloomy. If there was no clay statue of Bodhisattva to ward off evil spirits and guard the house, he would have wanted to run away.

Master Xuanhui sat cross-legged on a cushion in front of the clay Buddha, with her back to Ye Xiaochuan. Her washed-out monk robe looked very bleak under the green lamp.

Ye Xiaochuan looked around and couldn't help saying, "Master, I'm a little confused."

Master Xuanhui said, "Do you think that since this Zen room is called Wujiuju, it should be free of dirt and dust, why is it so dirty?"

Ye Xiaochuan said, "Master, you have a keen eye. I hope you can help me solve my doubts."

Master Xuanhui didn't answer directly, but flicked the whisk in her hand, and a yellow cushion beside her slowly rose up and landed in front of Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and thought that Master Xuanhui's cultivation was indeed extraordinary.

After he sat cross-legged on the mat, Master Xuanhui said, "There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing, so where can dust be raised? There is nothing in the Pure Land, so what's the harm in raising some dust?"

Ye Xiaochuan was still puzzled, and said, "When I came here this morning, I saw two little nuns opening the mountain gate and starting to clean the fallen leaves on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate. At that time, I was thinking, since it is a Buddhist temple, why should it be closed? Since it is a Pure Land, why should it be cleaned? Since the dust is cleaned, why not clean this Wujiu Residence as well? It is so dirty here, with spiders everywhere and moths flying all over the sky. It is too unhygienic."

Master Xuanhui was suddenly stunned. She never expected that Ye Xiaochuan, at such a young age, could actually say such a profound Buddhist principle.

But after all, Master Xuanhui was one of the most accomplished nuns in the world. She put her hands together and said, "Amitabha, Young Master Ye is indeed very connected with the Buddha. It is said that Cangyun Sect is full of talents. Now that I have met Young Master Ye, it is indeed true. Just now, Young Master said that since it is an empty sect, why should it be closed? Since it is a pure land, why should it be cleaned? Since it has been cleaned, why not clean this Wugui Residence?"

She smiled, and there seemed to be a golden Buddha flame flashing in her eyes. She said, "Closing the door blocks the outside world, so it is an empty sect. If the empty sect is not cleaned frequently, how can there be a pure land. As for why it is called Wugui Residence when it is not cleaned frequently, it is because purity is not on the surface, but in the heart. The heart is pure and the soul is pure, which is the highest realm of my Buddha's mind method."

Ye Xiaochuan opened his mouth slightly when he heard this. He did not expect that the doubts in his heart were solved by Master Xuanhui in just a few words.

After a long time, he could not think of any rebuttal, so he had to admit defeat and said shamefully: "Master, you have profound Buddhist knowledge and have reached the state of perfection. I was just a rash person. Please don't blame me, Master."

Ye Xiaochuan was very depressed. If he had known, he would not have come to Jishi Temple to hang up a sign. He slept in Jishi Temple and had a pretty delicious vegetarian meal. As a result, it was late at night and he had not eaten dinner yet. It was really better to beg on the street than to beg for the Dharma in Wujiuju.

He wanted to leave, but his stomach was already growling, so he asked: "I wonder if Master called me here for anything else this time?"

Master Xuanhui said: "There is nothing else important. I just want to ask, what are Ye Shaoxia's plans for the future?"

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned. This Master Xuanhui was so nice that it seemed like he was giving an order to kick guests out. Isn't this a bit stingy? I just have a few meals at Jishi'an, and I can't afford Jishi'an, so there's no need to drive people away now, right?

Master Xuanhui's wise eyes seemed to see through Ye Xiaochuan's thoughts. She smiled slightly and said: "Even if all the disciples of Cangyun Sect come, they can't defeat my Ji Shi'an. It's just that the neighborhood is not very stable now. Recently, the disciples of He'an discovered that there are many demon sect disciples operating near Hanyang City..."

As soon as Ye Xiaochuan heard that there was a demon cult demon in this place, he immediately said: "What? Are there people from evil ways nearby? Then I will leave tomorrow! I won't stay for a moment longer!"

This time, Master Xuanhui was stunned.

She has never seen someone so greedy for life and afraid of death!

According to her original intention, she wanted Ye Xiaochuan, a new face in the world, to explore the reality of the surrounding demon sects. After all, Ji Shi'an was a nun who would be recognized by others at a glance, and Ye Xiaochuan was the master of fighting skills of Cangyun Sect. The young masters who are among the top three are very powerful and clever, so they should not be in any danger.

Unexpectedly, before he said his request, Ye Xiaochuan was so frightened that he immediately said he would leave tomorrow, which was completely beyond Master Xuanhui's expectations.