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Inside the cave.

The voice of Master Qishan slowly rang out again.

"You are a Buddhist practitioner. You should understand the cause and effect and not be blinded by hatred. Daoshi died in Ning Que's hands. That is his cause and effect."

"It is already his blessing to bury his corpse in the place where he should be buried. Perhaps he can still sit in a true master and eminent monk in the next life."

Baoshu frowned slightly when he heard this, and then gradually returned to calm.

"I was originally the cause of Taoist stone, and Taoist stone is my result. Since the cause and effect of Taoist stone ended with Ning Que, then this is the cause and effect between me and him."

"I can't find Daoshi's corpse, and there is no need to find it."

"I just need to know who buried him."

"I was born in the Pure Land since I was a child and grew up in the Pure Land. I can walk with the Pure Bell, which can intimidate all evil spirits in the world. I would rather be the son of the Hades, and then I would wake up to the ringtone. This is also the cause and effect between me and him."

"If someone stands with Ning Que, then he will come to this cause and effect."

"I came to Mount Wa during this trip, and then I had to understand these causes and effects."

Master Qishan shook his head slowly and said, "Since you are obsessed with this, I have to inform the lecturer, except for your duties in the temple, and then punish you for facing the wall for ten years."

Baoshu said calmly: "Don't you know that I actually came here with the order?"

Master Qishan frowned for a long time when he heard this, and then said, "Even if this is the case, the Buddha's sect still has seven thoughts to walk, and the affairs of the world are subject to his will."

"I will convince my junior brother."

Baoshu stood up, bowed with one hand, and then left Donglu.

Master Qishan watched Baoshu leave, Guanhai said, "Master, Master Baoshu..."

Master Qishan shook his head slightly and said, "A dispute is inevitable."

"He didn't know what he was going to face..."

...

The next day, when the morning light first appeared.

Ye Qianqiu walked out of the Zen room.

There was also misty fog outside.

The ancient temple is particularly beautiful in this autumn fog.

On the stone railing outside the Zen room, Master Qishan, wearing a thick cotton coat, was already standing there.

He seemed to be a little scared of the chill, and trembled at the temples and towers, saying, "I haven't seen it for decades, and it turns out that there has been no change."

This Buddhist monk lived in seclusion in Mount Wa for half his life, especially after Liansheng's bloody conspiracy, he had not gone down the mountain for decades. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel moved when he saw a familiar and unfamiliar temple.

Ye Qianqiu walked to Master Qishan, looked at the front hall that was looming in the autumn mist, and said, "You must have not had a good sleep last night."

Master Qishan nodded slightly and said, "There are too many causes and effects in this world. Many people have lost this beautiful life that only once because they can't let go."

"If there is hell in the world, when they are reincarnated in hell, perhaps most people will repent."

Ye Qianqiu shook his head and said, "That may not be."

Master Qishan said, "Oh? I hope Mr. Wen has great insight."

Ye Qianqiu said: "Most evil ghosts in hell never regret what they did."

Master Qishan asked, "Oh? Why is that?"

Ye Qianqiu said: "Trend to be good for a long time, and be obsessed with evil for a moment."

"Just because evil is not good, so evil will not regret it."

When Master Qishan heard this, a light flashed in his eyes.

"Trend to be good for a long time, and be obsessed with evil for a moment..."

At this time, the morning bell in Lanke Temple rang.

After using a simple breakfast, the monks in Lanke Temple started morning class. Sangsang, who was a little sleepy because of illness, was also carried out from the bed by Ning Que and started class.

Sangsang’s classroom is the back hall deep in Lanke Temple.

Such a magnificent golden palace is used as a class for one person, which is a bit too much.

In addition to the special status of Sangsang and the Lanke Temple gave such treatment, it was also because Master Qishan, who taught Sangsang Buddhism, was originally the ancestor of this ancient temple.

Master Qishan said casually, let alone a back hall, even if he wanted to clear the entire Lanke Temple, the monks in Lanke Temple would not dare to have any opinions.

The monks in the back hall of Lanke Temple have already received strict orders, prohibiting stepping into the hall. Except for the hall outside the hall, waiting for a few monks of high generation as servants. There is no one inside and outside the hall, and it is extremely quiet.

In the hall, Master Qishan's calm and wise narration sounded from time to time.

Without Sangsang's voice, she was just listening carefully and studying.

So far, Sangsang has three teachers.

Master Qishan is actually a teacher, but he does not want to admit this title.

Under the corridor outside the hall, Ye Qianqiu looked at the gradually dissipating autumn mist, listened to the essence of Buddhism coming from behind, and felt calm.

In such an environment, if a person's heart cannot calm down.

This shows how many bad things are filled with this person's heart.

Xiao Hei and Ning Que were like two door gods, guarding Ye Qianqiu's side.

Ning Que and Ye Qianqiu said: "Master Ye, what do you think is the most awesome thing in this Zen temple?"

Ye Qianqiu said: "The most awesome thing is of course the Buddha."

Ning Que said: "No, no, no, I cursed at the Buddha's stone statue yesterday."

"I guess Mr. Ye didn't respect the stone statue of Buddha at all."

Ye Qianqiu said: "The Buddha is the Buddha, and the stone statue is the stone statue."

"It cannot be compared."

Ning Que said: "It seems that this is the reason."

Time passed slowly, and the Buddhist lessons in the hall came to an end for the time being. Sangsang sat on the futon, closed his eyes and tried to enter into meditation, while recalling the morning class content.

Master Qishan walked out of the hall.

It was almost noon at this time, but the autumn clouds covered the sky, the sky and the earth were dark, and occasionally a few traces of cold rain fell. The temperature outside the hall was a little low, and the master was aroused by the cold and coughed a few times.

Xiao Hei gave him a cup of hot tea to warm Master Qishan's chest and abdomen a little.

Master Qishan took a sip of hot tea, put the tea cup on the steps in front of him, looked at the Zen temple, and said with a smile: "Autumn is really good."

Ye Qianqiu said: "Autumn is the season of harvest."

Master Qishan said: "It is also the season when all things begin to wither."

Ning Que said on the side: "Autumn is the season to keep weight in autumn."

"Master, do you eat hot pot?"

Master Qishan couldn't keep up with Ning Que's jumping thinking, and was stunned for a moment, then said, "Is the hot pot delicious?"

Ning Que said: "It's so fragrant."

Ye Qianqiu said: "I'll eat vegetarian hotpot that night."

Ning Que said: "This idea is a great one."

The little underworld said: "I'll prepare the ingredients."

...

The Lanke Temple in the autumn rain is quiet, but the fragrance of the hot pot floats to the back hall, making the suppressed cold atmosphere a little cheerful.

Eating hot pot in a Buddhist temple is probably the first time in Lanke Temple.

Master Qishan has never eaten such a delicious food.

In the clear soup pot, there are mushroom petals, fungus, monkey head mushrooms, side dish seedlings, and vermicelli. After adding a few touches of sesame oil, it is particularly fragrant.

Master Qishan was eating hot pot.

While taking out a Buddhist scripture for Ning Que.

Ning Que said: "Master, what does this mean?"

Master Qishan said: "You have a high understanding and are very suitable for studying Buddhism."

Ning Que immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I have no interest in learning Buddhism."

At this time, Ye Qianqiu said on the side: "Take it, the master's intention."

When Ning Que heard this, it seemed that way. Anyway, if he took it, it didn’t mean he wanted to learn Buddhism.

This hot pot meal was very good.
To be continued...