Yu Jinnian couldn't dodge in time, and bumped into the girl's arms, his chin hit the girl's rock-hard forehead, he staggered back two steps, and fell on his firm buttocks.
The little girl was also stunned, and the pages of the Lotus Sutra in her arms flew like snowflakes, and one of them slapped onto Yu Jinnian's face.
Two novice monks rushed over, one to catch the little girl, and the other to pick up the scattered scriptures.
Yu Jinnian pulled the scripture pages off his face and was yelling how unlucky he was. He bit his tongue this morning, and now he was knocked on the chin again. Why is this little girl's head so hard? Just as he was feeling emotional, a person rushed over and snatched the fragmented scripture from his hand, folded it together with the only two left in her hand, and stuffed it into the front of his chest.
Seeing that her chest was bulging, hiding the pages of the Lotus Sutra, the two young novice monks were at a loss. Sex is emptiness, and emptiness is sex, but they can't tear off the collar of other girls!
One of the monks with a square face said anxiously: "Female benefactor, there really is no Master Chengkong in our temple!"
Another round-faced novice also said, "Yes, yes, return the Lotus Sutra to us!"
Unexpectedly, the little girl changed from being tough before, to crying and crying, and said while retreating: "Our master has heard that the colorful clothes made of scripture paper written by the master can suppress ghosts. The two masters walked together. All right, be merciful, just give me these pages of scriptures, or I will be beaten to death when I go back. Not everyone says that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."
"This... why do you say this, it's nonsense!" The two little masters looked bitter.
The little girl moved suddenly, Yu Jinnian learned to be smart this time, got up first, and hid in the arms of the man beside him. Feeling a young man squeezed in front of his chest, Ji Hong's heart trembled slightly, he took advantage of the situation to protect him, and dodged to the side, staggering away from the crazy girl who suddenly ran down the mountain.
Yu Jinnian heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head over Ji Hong's shoulder, glanced at the mountain road, and said with emotion: "You killed me, why is there everyone here?"
"Well, be careful next time." Ji Hong nodded casually and rubbed his chin with him, "Does it still hurt?"
Two little masters came over, they could not continue to hug each other in the pure place of Buddhism, they hurriedly parted and stood upright, the square-faced little novice saluted apologetically: "You two benefactors laughed, can you The wound?"
He also heard that the two of them were going to worship incense and Buddha, so they knew that they had gone up the mountain on the wrong way, so they kindly led them to the main hall.
From the gate of the back temple to the main hall, the road turned seven times and eight rounds, where there were verdant trees and roads, and nine courtyards and corridors. Yu Jinnian looked at it curiously, and felt that the road was quiet and boring, so he asked a lot about who the girl was. .
The square-faced novice said with a sad face: "We don't know either. Our brothers and sisters were ordered to clean the Sutra Pavilion just now, and I saw her secretly flipping through the books inside. I asked, and she tore the sutra pages and ran away."
"However, from what she said, it seems that she came here under the instigation of others, but the volume she tore up was the "Miaofa Lianhua Sutra" handwritten by the abbot of our founding temple. This volume is the only one! Her master really—" He A little annoyance appeared on his face, as if he suddenly remembered some rules and regulations, he hurriedly held his breath, closed his mouth to adjust his mood, and sighed hard for a moment, "Forget it, it's inevitable that you and I will be around will be scolded."
Yu Jinnian couldn't bear to continue to mention his sad things, so he turned to inquire about the young monk under the banyan tree, but he didn't mention the matter that the man was scheduled to provide food, he only said that he saw a handsome little master when he went up the mountain .
According to Yu Jinnian's description, the square-faced novice thought for a while, and said, "That's one mind. He often sits in meditation under that tree."
Yu Jinnian thought to himself, it turns out that the little master's name is one-hearted.
The square-faced novice was puzzled and said, "One-heartedness is the most stable among us, but for some reason, the master is always worried that his Buddha-mind is unstable, and said that if he can cultivate with one mind, he will definitely achieve great achievements."
Just as they were speaking, several people came to the front of the main hall, and the square-faced novice brought them here, then nodded and prepared to leave.
Yu Jinnian thanked his little master, and then looked up at the ancient temple in the remote mountains. Although it is far from the gold bricks and green tiles, it still feels magnificent under the sunlight. .
There are many letters to and from, and a group of novice monks walk lightly and perform their duties. The low and continuous sound of chanting sutras can be heard faintly in the hall, like the light waves gently slapping on the heart. It is really full of tranquility and Zen. No matter how noisy people are, they can't help but calm down slowly.
Although Yu Jinnian didn't believe in Buddhism very much, he was very much affected by the atmosphere and couldn't help being more respectful and pious. He invited three incense sticks in a small hall and was lighting them next to the censer in front of the main hall.
At this time, a team of chariots and horses stopped outside the gate of the temple, a small sedan chair fell steadily, and a middle-aged man came out from inside. A huge green wrench. The brocade clothes couldn't hold up on him, and they seemed to be hanging on a skeleton, so that one could imagine at a glance how skinny and bony he was under the clothes.
Surrounded by a group of servants and maidservants, this man was led by a kind-faced teacher and father. He didn't come to the main hall, but hurried away to the clean side hall at the back. Because their group was majestic and mighty, it attracted the attention of many people, so Yu Jinnian unconsciously took a second look, especially the owner of the firewood figure. If he hadn't been hugged from front to back, he would really have come from famine. refugees from the land.
Suddenly, a familiar figure rushed over from the group of people, it seemed to be the little girl who stole the scriptures just now, with such a wrong eye, she disappeared into the crowd before anyone could see clearly. Yu Jinnian looked for it carefully, but when he didn't see him again, he thought maybe he was blind and misread.
Yu Jinnian followed the crowd into the main hall to offer incense at the foot of the Golden Buddha. He didn't know the rules, so he followed the aunt next to him to do it, but although he was a novice in the process of worshiping the Buddha, he wanted to pray for Erniang But it is true, if you think about it, the Buddha will not blame him, right
He was so self-comforting, but he was still a little uneasy, and because he pressed the hem of his clothes when he knelt down, he almost made a joke when he got up. He doesn't like to blush, maybe everyone is in order, but he is in a hurry, and there are many monks kneeling in the temple with serious faces, which makes his behavior even more strange. Yu Jinnian realized that he was really embarrassed, so he quickly stood up and bowed his head Walking out, there was shame in the ears.
Just when he was about to go out, he remembered Ji Honglai, who had disappeared since the time he kowtowed just now, so he looked around again.
It’s just that Ji Hong didn’t find it, but a row of monks walked towards him. The head of the monk was familiar. It was the big monk who smiled like a Maitreya he met at the night market on Qiuxi Day. Among the followers behind him was the mysterious little master Yixin. , but Yixin kept bowing his head slightly, and when he saw Yu Jinnian, he just saluted Yu Jinnian gently, as if he didn't know him.
The great monk passed by him, stopped, still smiling and said: "If you have a pious heart, the Buddha will know it. Don't worry about it."
Yu Jinnian is deeply involved in medical skills, and the study of medicine has a lot to do with Taoism, so if he talks about Taoism, he may be able to confuse the public with a few random sentences. As for the practice of Buddhism, it is so superficial that it is almost stranded. I can't speak the Buddhist language, and I don't dare to talk nonsense in front of the master, so I can only reply dryly: "Ah... Amitabha."
"The old monk's Dharma name is Xuqing." The great monk said with a smile, "Mr. Suwen is very insightful in dealing with difficult and miscellaneous diseases. This old monk has a disciple who was walking and sweeping in the mountain path today. When he came back, he suddenly developed a red rash and his body was extremely itchy. May I ask Mr. Xiao for a consultation?"
Yu Jinnian blinked and said "ah".
Xu Qing said: "Although there are monks and doctors in Fengbo Temple, it was unfortunate that today, I felt unwell with Master Yang who was worshiping the Buddha in the side hall, so I invited several monks and doctors away. My apprentice was originally going to serve in the side hall, why not A sudden rash... Little Mister?"
Yu Jinnian came to his senses and nodded quickly: "Master can trust me, so there is no problem. I don't know who the patient is, can you take me there to have a look?"
Xu Qing tilted his head slightly, the curve of his mouth remained undiminished, as if the smile was fixed on his face, he called out: "Yi Xin, go with Mr. Xiao."
That Yixin came out automatically, and invited Yu Jinnian to pass with all the courtesy, Xuqing sent another young novice to follow, the three of them walked around the palace, passed through a carved moon gate with hanging leaves and branches, and went to one side for the monks to rest side yard. Right now is the time when the main hall is busy, and the old courtyard is very clean. A round stone table and a few small stone benches are placed under the still green rattan flower trellis, full of Zen.
I don't know if it is because the flowers and plants in the mountain are contaminated with Buddha's meaning, they are particularly spiritual, and they are slower than the decline at the bottom of the mountain. Yu Jinnian looked at the square stone table, thinking in his heart, if there is a bowl of noodles in the backyard of the noodle restaurant Such a stone table is very convenient.
Pushing open a door with all his heart, he said, "Please, sir."
The room seemed to be Yixin's own bedroom. Yu Jinnian looked it over briefly, and saw that the furnishings in the room were simple, the windows were bright and clean, and there was no debris. A half-read scripture book is laid out on the table, and all the pens on the pen hanger have been cleaned up—the asceticism, restraint, and dullness that monks should have in Yu Jinnian's mind are all found in this room. Yes, and more than that.
If there is anything incompatible with it, there is a faint cold fragrance in the air, not the fragrance of the Buddha in the temple, but an indescribable smell, of course it is fragrant. , but slightly fishy.
The little novice also came in, stood aside with his hands down, watching secretly.
Yixin glanced at him, and the little novice quickly lowered his head and said, "Senior brother Yixin, please ask your master to take a look."
Hearing this statement, Yu Jinnian suddenly realized that the person who had the rash was not someone else, but Yixin in front of him. He took two steps forward, and Yixin opened his wide monk sleeves to expose his arms.
If he was far away, Xu would only think that his arms were red. Only when he looked closely could he see that Yixin's arms were densely covered with tiny red rashes. If there are too many, they will be connected into one piece, distributed in groups on both arms, which looks very creepy.
Yu Jinnian quickly entered into the diagnosis mode, and asked, "Only one hand? Do you have any on your body?"
He said wholeheartedly, "Yes."
Yu Jinnian asked: "When did it start, have you washed it?"
"I haven't washed it. I found it when I was sweeping the mountain road in the afternoon." Yixin replied.
Yu Jinnian raised his head and glanced at him, thinking, you did not know what to do with the food box in the afternoon, why would you say sweeping the mountain road, but because of the presence of the little novice, he didn't say anything about it, he just looked at it suspiciously one heart.
If he is just a cook, it has nothing to do with him where the customers like to go after paying; unfortunately, he is still a doctor now, and during the time when the patient is sick, even if it is every move or a little thing, he has nothing to do with him. I also want to know clearly to rule out the cause.
After all, what doctors hate and worry the most are patients who don't follow the doctor's advice and hide their illness.
After Yu Jinnian had asked, he raised his hand to remove the collar of his monk's robe, wanting to see if there were similar red rashes under the clothes, and how the red rashes were distributed? Is it mainly on the chest or the back? Is it symmetrical, or scattered? … and so on, such questions filled his mind.
Yixin didn't resist, and raised his head slightly, exposing his neck for convenience with Yu Jinnian. He let the little doctor examine him for a while, then he suddenly said: "Yixin only heard that Mr. Xiao is good at cooking, so it turns out that Mr. Xiao is also good at medicine."
When he said this, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he still looked gentle and polite, but Yu Jinnian could read a trace of coldness from his eyes, which was not like the cold, indifferent, non-disturbing eyes held by monks, but rather It is more oppressive, even slightly threatening.
Yu Jinnian's hand was still on his half-open collar, and patches of skin with rashes were exposed between the parted skirts. He touched it with his hand, and Yixin's body felt slightly hot.
"I know a little bit." Yu Jinnian already had some judgments in his mind, and he just had to confirm it. He asked, "What did little master eat in the afternoon?"
Hearing this, the little novice looked up again.
Yixin smiled and said: "Master said, 'Don't eat after noon', how dare Yixin break the precept?"
Yu Jinnian was stunned by those eyes just now, he didn't believe Yixin's words even more, he just thought that this person was by no means as easy-going and kind as he seemed. I don't know what's going on with the master and apprentice. The master smiles like a Maitreya all day long, and this apprentice is also a fake smile that doesn't show his true face. Especially Yixin, Yu Jinnian can't tell what is in his mouth. Which sentence is true and which is false.
Yixin said that he didn't eat, then he must have eaten, but looking at his appearance, it is impossible to ask what he ate.
After checking his pulse with him, Yu Jinnian was even more certain that his rash was allergic urticaria, and the source of the allergen was probably a certain food that he refused to admit to, but there was only one problem—whether Yixin knew he was allergic to it Is it not meant to be eaten, or is it just intentionally hidden for fear of being exposed and breaking the precept
If it's the former, Yu Jinnian doesn't need to say anything; if it's the latter, out of the doctor's consideration, he should tell the patient not to eat it anymore, otherwise the patient will be confused and come into contact with the allergen in the future, and the severe case may be life-threatening.
Yu Jinnian looked around, looking for his pen and ink, and said, "Little master Yixin suffers from a rash of addictions, which can be triggered by clothes, household items, flowers, food, etc. that he touches every day. I will discuss with my little master Jixiaofengsan, decocted in water, one dose a day, it will subside within three days. Little master also think about what you have touched today, and try to pay attention to it in the future to avoid being disturbed by it again."
After searching for a long time, he couldn't find where the inkstone was, so he had to say some other points first.
When observing the rash just now, I noticed that the wheals on Yixin's body were bright red in color and the tentacles were burning. Generally speaking, rashes with this characteristic are extremely itchy. For ordinary people, I can't help scratching. Yu Jinnian has even seen patients who scratched themselves with various tiny bloodstains when they came to the doctor because of the unbearable itching. When I went to the doctor, I emphasized that I was itchy, very itchy, and very itchy.
On the other hand, Yixin was unwavering, he didn't even see a trace of impatience on his face, and he never complained to Yu Jinnian about "itch" from the beginning to the end, as if the rash didn't come from him.
Yu Jinnian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, how much willpower this person must have. The little novice who led the way with them said it well. If he can devote himself to the Buddha, with this kind of will alone, he is destined to be a man who can accomplish great things. .
"If the itching is unbearable, you can use white fresh skin, flavescens, coix seed, and atractylodes for external washing." He said, afraid that he would not be able to remember, so he asked, "Do you have a pen and ink?"
He stared at Yu Jinnian wholeheartedly until he felt uncomfortable, then suddenly smiled and said: "The inkstone in the room was accidentally broken by the monk yesterday, and everything in the temple is distributed on a daily basis. It’s not yet time.” So he turned his head and told the little novice monk, “Juechang, quickly go to Uncle Huijing to get a new one.”
Juechang's little novice nodded and hurriedly took orders.
As soon as the door was closed, he and Yu Jinnian were the only two left in the room. Because of the towering trees in the courtyard, the monk's room became more and more quiet and drowsy. He turned his head to look at Yu Jinnian again, and saw that he was bright and upright, without any concealment I don't care, I almost cut my eyes on him.
Yixin said: "Little monk, remember... the surname of Mr. Yu?"
Yu Jinnian became more and more cramped, and only gave a slight "hmm".
Yixin smiled, turned around and walked to the bed, stretched out his hand in front of Yu Jinnian to press a piece of bluestone brick on the ground next to the bed, he knocked left and right, and turned up the square floor brick, just as Yu Jinnian was taken aback At this moment, he stretched his hand in.
Yu Jinnian slandered, he actually hid something in such an obvious place, and this person took it in front of me, will he silence me later? If he took out a knife and stabbed me, what should I do? If I accidentally stabbed him in self-defense, would someone uphold justice for me? Or maybe what he took was not a knife, but some kind of poison. There are only two of us in this room, so we really don’t know how we died!
Seven, seven, eight, eight, some are not, I have thought a lot, and I can't turn off my brain.
It's a pity that the facts have proved that Yu Jinnian's worries are purely groundless.
But the unreasonableness of this single-minded little master also greatly exceeded Yu Jinnian's psychological tolerance.
Gein took out a brocade box from under the floor tiles wholeheartedly. It was not big, only the size of the palm of his hand. He carried the brocade box, Shi Shiran, and walked to Yu Jinnian, the sleeves of the monk's robe fluttered by his side, if one ignores the surprisingly bright skull on his head, he really has the demeanor of a nobleman.
Yixin came to him, opened the brocade box, and said, "Mingyuezhu, do you like it? I'll give it to you."
The brocade box was bright and white, and the palm-sized ball glowed faintly.
Yu Jinnian's eyes widened: "...???"
Before Yu Jinnian woke up from the shock, he then pulled out a plum-blossom blue glass hairpin from his sleeve as if by magic. The stamens were inlaid with small pearls. There are so many shows.
Yixin said indifferently: "It's not going to be used after all. If you like it, I'll give it to you too."
Yu Jinnian's jaw was about to drop in shock: "...????"
Brother, what's the matter with you, why is a little monk even richer than him, and there is so much gold, silver and jewelry that he can't use it up, and he is giving it away everywhere!