Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
When his face became serious, Master Kuyue's thin and shriveled body suddenly seemed to swell, giving people a sense of oppression when looking down from a high altitude. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hua Zhuo seemed to really see circles. The Buddha's light emanates from Master Kuyue, who is compassionate, compassionate, and has insight into everything in the world.
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
She came to ask for help, and why didn't she come to give her merits? If Master Kuyue didn't help, he would be violating the Buddha's wishes and delaying his own practice. Whether to help or not is up to the old monk himself.
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Wei Haoran opened one eye slightly from his fugue, looked at her figure, his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised, while the Falun novice monk looked left and right at Master Kuyue, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and murmured He muttered: "Why didn't I see him? He was just an old man who was about to die..."
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
"Go faster."
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
"Hahaha..." Master Kuyue laughed loudly again.
The little novice monk of Falun sighed and said seriously: "I have been in Buddhism for more than ten years, but I have never practiced like Dharma..." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed: "My skin is less than three feet thick, so it is difficult to knock on the door of Buddhism. In my opinion, Fadu's face is already three feet tall..."
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
"Go faster."
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
Hua Zhuo pursed her lips. The weight of this name sticker was too heavy. With it, she could use the name of Master Kuyue to pressure her ancestors and even do more things to She raises her own status, and with this name tag, the ladies in the capital can have her place. Many ladies from famous families will take the initiative to befriend her. It won't be long before she can be in the inner courtyard of the famous families and dignitaries in the capital. Establishing personal connections can make up for her biggest weakness in Beijing.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Hua Zhuo had no objection and followed him. After walking for a while, he suddenly said: "I'll go to the West Lane tomorrow, okay?"
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
"Thank you, Master. This name sticker... I will only use it once."
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
Well, since you are here to ask for help, how can you not be embarrassed, but Zhuang Zheng wants to do something first, second, third... After turning a corner, he hit a wall.
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
Master Kuyue did not leave him alone, and said: "Falun, take my name and post it here."
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
"Master, it's Hua Zhuo who wants to ask for something. He doesn't dare to deceive the master, and he can't say it directly. If the master agrees, Hua Zhuo will be deeply grateful. If the master doesn't respond, Hua Zhuo will have no complaints."
"It's really like a dream." Outside the Zen room, Hua Zhuo sighed while putting on his curtain hat.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
It will definitely succeed.
"Master..." Zhuang Zheng paused, cleared his throat, and changed his title again, "Shibo."
Knowing that Zhuang Zheng couldn't hold back his face, Hua Zhuo simply spoke on his own. Everyone's temperament is different. Zhuang Zheng's willingness to beg Master Kuyue for her is already a great favor. She can't force him to be as shameless as Wei Haoran. Zhuang Zheng can't be so shameless, and she doesn't want it either. Zhuang Zheng did that. If he did that, Zhuang Zheng would not be Zhuang Zheng.
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
She struggled to answer, as if all her thoughts had been penetrated, but she still said these four words with a clear conscience. Although she had so many calculations, even Zhuang Zheng had them, but she still had no idea about saving Hua Yiren. She truly has a clear conscience.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
Zhuang Zheng noticed that the footsteps behind him disappeared, turned around and urged.
"Hahaha..." Master Kuyue laughed loudly again.
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
Knowing that Zhuang Zheng couldn't hold back his face, Hua Zhuo simply spoke on his own. Everyone's temperament is different. Zhuang Zheng's willingness to beg Master Kuyue for her is already a great favor. She can't force him to be as shameless as Wei Haoran. Zhuang Zheng can't be so shameless, and she doesn't want it either. Zhuang Zheng did that. If he did that, Zhuang Zheng would not be Zhuang Zheng.
Wei Haoran opened one eye slightly from his fugue, looked at her figure, his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised, while the Falun novice monk looked left and right at Master Kuyue, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and murmured He muttered: "Why didn't I see him? He was just an old man who was about to die..."
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
Wei Haoran opened one eye slightly from his fugue, looked at her figure, his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised, while the Falun novice monk looked left and right at Master Kuyue, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and murmured He muttered: "Why didn't I see him? He was just an old man who was about to die..."
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
"It's the person you begged for. If you don't accept it, who will accept it?" Master Kuyue said with a smile.
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
"Go faster."
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
Snapped!
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Zhuang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."
Master Kuyue laughed again.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Master Kuyue slapped him on the back of the head.
"It's the person you begged for. If you don't accept it, who will accept it?" Master Kuyue said with a smile.
Hua Zhuo had no objection and followed him. After walking for a while, he suddenly said: "I'll go to the West Lane tomorrow, okay?"
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
That bastard boy Wei Haoran just needs a lesson.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
The little novice monk of Falun sighed and said seriously: "I have been in Buddhism for more than ten years, but I have never practiced like Dharma..." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed: "My skin is less than three feet thick, so it is difficult to knock on the door of Buddhism. In my opinion, Fadu's face is already three feet tall..."
"Zheng'er is too stupid. You have to help him be more thoughtful in the future."
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
Zhuang Zheng ignored him and just bowed slightly to Master Kuyue and said, "I've been interrupting you for a long time. I don't dare to delay Master's practice anymore, so I'll take my leave."
The little novice monk Falun curled his lips and felt aggrieved.
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
"It's nothing." Hua Zhuo laughed and whispered after a while: "Everything will be fine..."
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Well, since you are here to ask for help, how can you not be embarrassed, but Zhuang Zheng wants to do something first, second, third... After turning a corner, he hit a wall.
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"Thank you, Master. This name sticker... I will only use it once."
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
"you… "
"coming… "
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
She came to ask for help, and why didn't she come to give her merits? If Master Kuyue didn't help, he would be violating the Buddha's wishes and delaying his own practice. Whether to help or not is up to the old monk himself.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
Snapped!
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Master Kuyue slapped him on the back of the head.
When his face became serious, Master Kuyue's thin and shriveled body suddenly seemed to swell, giving people a sense of oppression when looking down from a high altitude. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hua Zhuo seemed to really see circles. The Buddha's light emanates from Master Kuyue, who is compassionate, compassionate, and has insight into everything in the world.
When his face became serious, Master Kuyue's thin and shriveled body suddenly seemed to swell, giving people a sense of oppression when looking down from a high altitude. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hua Zhuo seemed to really see circles. The Buddha's light emanates from Master Kuyue, who is compassionate, compassionate, and has insight into everything in the world.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
"you… "
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
"Go faster."
The real treasure is solemn and directly points to the heart.
Knowing that Zhuang Zheng couldn't hold back his face, Hua Zhuo simply spoke on his own. Everyone's temperament is different. Zhuang Zheng's willingness to beg Master Kuyue for her is already a great favor. She can't force him to be as shameless as Wei Haoran. Zhuang Zheng can't be so shameless, and she doesn't want it either. Zhuang Zheng did that. If he did that, Zhuang Zheng would not be Zhuang Zheng.
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
When his face became serious, Master Kuyue's thin and shriveled body suddenly seemed to swell, giving people a sense of oppression when looking down from a high altitude. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hua Zhuo seemed to really see circles. The Buddha's light emanates from Master Kuyue, who is compassionate, compassionate, and has insight into everything in the world.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
She struggled to answer, as if all her thoughts had been penetrated, but she still said these four words with a clear conscience. Although she had so many calculations, even Zhuang Zheng had them, but she still had no idea about saving Hua Yiren. She truly has a clear conscience.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
It will definitely succeed.
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"You... are good."
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
"Master..." Zhuang Zheng paused, cleared his throat, and changed his title again, "Shibo."
"Zheng'er is too stupid. You have to help him be more thoughtful in the future."
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
Master Kuyue did not leave him alone, and said: "Falun, take my name and post it here."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
"Zheng'er is too stupid. You have to help him be more thoughtful in the future."
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
"Zheng'er is too stupid. You have to help him be more thoughtful in the future."
Wei Haoran was almost suffocated by his kick. When he jumped up from the ground and was about to reason with Zhuang Zheng, he only saw Hua Zhuo uttering two silent words at him with a smile on his face. : "Deserved it."
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
"Master, it's Hua Zhuo who wants to ask for something. He doesn't dare to deceive the master, and he can't say it directly. If the master agrees, Hua Zhuo will be deeply grateful. If the master doesn't respond, Hua Zhuo will have no complaints."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
Knowing that Zhuang Zheng couldn't hold back his face, Hua Zhuo simply spoke on his own. Everyone's temperament is different. Zhuang Zheng's willingness to beg Master Kuyue for her is already a great favor. She can't force him to be as shameless as Wei Haoran. Zhuang Zheng can't be so shameless, and she doesn't want it either. Zhuang Zheng did that. If he did that, Zhuang Zheng would not be Zhuang Zheng.
Wei Haoran was almost suffocated by his kick. When he jumped up from the ground and was about to reason with Zhuang Zheng, he only saw Hua Zhuo uttering two silent words at him with a smile on his face. : "Deserved it."
Master Kuyue laughed again.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
Well, since you are here to ask for help, how can you not be embarrassed, but Zhuang Zheng wants to do something first, second, third... After turning a corner, he hit a wall.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
"Master..." Zhuang Zheng paused, cleared his throat, and changed his title again, "Shibo."
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
Master Kuyue laughed again.
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
"Hahaha..." Master Kuyue laughed loudly again.
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Wei Haoran opened one eye slightly from his fugue, looked at her figure, his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised, while the Falun novice monk looked left and right at Master Kuyue, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and murmured He muttered: "Why didn't I see him? He was just an old man who was about to die..."
Zhuang Zheng ignored him and just bowed slightly to Master Kuyue and said, "I've been interrupting you for a long time. I don't dare to delay Master's practice anymore, so I'll take my leave."
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
Zhuang Zheng ignored him and just bowed slightly to Master Kuyue and said, "I've been interrupting you for a long time. I don't dare to delay Master's practice anymore, so I'll take my leave."
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
Hua Zhuo bowed her head and worshiped again. She was convinced that Master Kuyue was indeed a truly eminent monk with compassion and open-mindedness.
It will definitely succeed.
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
Master Kuyue did not leave him alone, and said: "Falun, take my name and post it here."
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
"It's nothing." Hua Zhuo laughed and whispered after a while: "Everything will be fine..."
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
Zhuang Zheng ignored him and just bowed slightly to Master Kuyue and said, "I've been interrupting you for a long time. I don't dare to delay Master's practice anymore, so I'll take my leave."
"Master..." Zhuang Zheng paused, cleared his throat, and changed his title again, "Shibo."
"Go faster."
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
The real treasure is solemn and directly points to the heart.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Zhuang Zheng had a dark face. Being disturbed by Wei Haoran, he didn't know what to say.
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
Snapped!
The little novice monk of Falun sighed and said seriously: "I have been in Buddhism for more than ten years, but I have never practiced like Dharma..." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed: "My skin is less than three feet thick, so it is difficult to knock on the door of Buddhism. In my opinion, Fadu's face is already three feet tall..."
"It's the person you begged for. If you don't accept it, who will accept it?" Master Kuyue said with a smile.
"You... are good."
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
Hua Zhuo pursed her lips. The weight of this name sticker was too heavy. With it, she could use the name of Master Kuyue to pressure her ancestors and even do more things to She raises her own status, and with this name tag, the ladies in the capital can have her place. Many ladies from famous families will take the initiative to befriend her. It won't be long before she can be in the inner courtyard of the famous families and dignitaries in the capital. Establishing personal connections can make up for her biggest weakness in Beijing.
"you… "
"It's the person you begged for. If you don't accept it, who will accept it?" Master Kuyue said with a smile.
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
Snapped!
"Hahaha..." Master Kuyue laughed loudly again.
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
"Thank you, Master. This name sticker... I will only use it once."
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Wei Haoran was almost suffocated by his kick. When he jumped up from the ground and was about to reason with Zhuang Zheng, he only saw Hua Zhuo uttering two silent words at him with a smile on his face. : "Deserved it."
"It's really like a dream." Outside the Zen room, Hua Zhuo sighed while putting on his curtain hat.
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
"Besides... you will be my niece-in-law in two years... The old monk never helps his relatives..."
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Zhuang Zheng stared at his toes and replied slowly: "It's because you have a clear conscience that the master is willing to help." After a pause, he added: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
Hua Zhuo bowed her head and worshiped again. She was convinced that Master Kuyue was indeed a truly eminent monk with compassion and open-mindedness.
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
Hua Zhuo bowed her head and worshiped again. She was convinced that Master Kuyue was indeed a truly eminent monk with compassion and open-mindedness.
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Hua Zhuo bowed her head and worshiped again. She was convinced that Master Kuyue was indeed a truly eminent monk with compassion and open-mindedness.
"Besides... you will be my niece-in-law in two years... The old monk never helps his relatives..."
"It's really like a dream." Outside the Zen room, Hua Zhuo sighed while putting on his curtain hat.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
"Go faster."
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
"My nephew, take your leave."
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
Knowing that Zhuang Zheng couldn't hold back his face, Hua Zhuo simply spoke on his own. Everyone's temperament is different. Zhuang Zheng's willingness to beg Master Kuyue for her is already a great favor. She can't force him to be as shameless as Wei Haoran. Zhuang Zheng can't be so shameless, and she doesn't want it either. Zhuang Zheng did that. If he did that, Zhuang Zheng would not be Zhuang Zheng.
Snapped!
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
She came to ask for help, and why didn't she come to give her merits? If Master Kuyue didn't help, he would be violating the Buddha's wishes and delaying his own practice. Whether to help or not is up to the old monk himself.
"you… "
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
Hua Zhuo's words only express two meanings. The monk is an outsider, but the Buddha is not. The Buddha's light shines universally and is compassionate. Who is it shining on? It's the chaos of the world. Mercy for whom? They are sentient beings in the sea of suffering. The old monk devotes himself wholeheartedly to the Buddha, how can he really not care about the worldly world? How can he achieve true enlightenment without caring about the worldly world? If he does not save all sentient beings, how can he build a pagoda that reaches the sky
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
Wei Haoran was almost suffocated by his kick. When he jumped up from the ground and was about to reason with Zhuang Zheng, he only saw Hua Zhuo uttering two silent words at him with a smile on his face. : "Deserved it."
Master Kuyue laughed again.
Master Kuyue did not leave him alone, and said: "Falun, take my name and post it here."
Hua Zhuo had no objection and followed him. After walking for a while, he suddenly said: "I'll go to the West Lane tomorrow, okay?"
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
Master Kuyue laughed again.
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
Master Kuyue regained his smiling expression, like the little old man next door, and winked at Hua Zhuo.
"Master, it's Hua Zhuo who wants to ask for something. He doesn't dare to deceive the master, and he can't say it directly. If the master agrees, Hua Zhuo will be deeply grateful. If the master doesn't respond, Hua Zhuo will have no complaints."
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
This strange and sinister voice suddenly broke in. You didn't have to think about who it came from.
"Master, it's Hua Zhuo who wants to ask for something. He doesn't dare to deceive the master, and he can't say it directly. If the master agrees, Hua Zhuo will be deeply grateful. If the master doesn't respond, Hua Zhuo will have no complaints."
"Hahaha..." Master Kuyue laughed loudly again.
That bastard boy Wei Haoran just needs a lesson.
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
"A monk should only care about worldly matters." Master Kuyue said with a smile, his eyes falling on Hua Zhuo's body, calm and unrippled, as deep as the sea, with a faint sense of scrutiny.
"It's really like a dream." Outside the Zen room, Hua Zhuo sighed while putting on his curtain hat.
The little novice monk of Falun sighed and said seriously: "I have been in Buddhism for more than ten years, but I have never practiced like Dharma..." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed: "My skin is less than three feet thick, so it is difficult to knock on the door of Buddhism. In my opinion, Fadu's face is already three feet tall..."
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
The two girls didn't know what was going on inside, and were confused by Hua Zhuo's sigh.
"Go faster."
Wei Haoran opened one eye slightly from his fugue, looked at her figure, his eyes flickered, as if he was a little surprised, while the Falun novice monk looked left and right at Master Kuyue, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and murmured He muttered: "Why didn't I see him? He was just an old man who was about to die..."
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
Wei Haoran was almost suffocated by his kick. When he jumped up from the ground and was about to reason with Zhuang Zheng, he only saw Hua Zhuo uttering two silent words at him with a smile on his face. : "Deserved it."
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
Zhuang Zheng stared at his toes and replied slowly: "It's because you have a clear conscience that the master is willing to help." After a pause, he added: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
The little novice monk Falun curled his lips and felt aggrieved.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
Master Kuyue slapped him on the back of the head.
She struggled to answer, as if all her thoughts had been penetrated, but she still said these four words with a clear conscience. Although she had so many calculations, even Zhuang Zheng had them, but she still had no idea about saving Hua Yiren. She truly has a clear conscience.
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Zhuang Zheng stared at his toes and replied slowly: "It's because you have a clear conscience that the master is willing to help." After a pause, he added: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
She came to ask for help, and why didn't she come to give her merits? If Master Kuyue didn't help, he would be violating the Buddha's wishes and delaying his own practice. Whether to help or not is up to the old monk himself.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
Well, since you are here to ask for help, how can you not be embarrassed, but Zhuang Zheng wants to do something first, second, third... After turning a corner, he hit a wall.
That bastard boy Wei Haoran just needs a lesson.
Zhuang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."
"Hua Zhuo...has a clear conscience."
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
The real treasure is solemn and directly points to the heart.
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
Not to mention Hua Zhuo's thoughts there, Master Kuyue laughed for a while and then said slowly to Wei Haoran: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. Although you have wisdom, you are different from your ancestors and are not my Buddhist sect." My dear, it’s too early to get started now, so go today, and when the worldly ties are over, you can practice on your own, and you will achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva without having to do any homework, so why force yourself now.”
Zhuang Zheng glanced at her, his smile still bright even through the veil. He quickly turned his eyes away and said in a slightly hasty tone: "Let's go."
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Well, since you are here to ask for help, how can you not be embarrassed, but Zhuang Zheng wants to do something first, second, third... After turning a corner, he hit a wall.
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
Hua Zhuo looked at him and smiled.
Hua Zhuo had no objection and followed him. After walking for a while, he suddenly said: "I'll go to the West Lane tomorrow, okay?"
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
Master Kuyue looked at Wei Haoran with great admiration, nodded, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "This cousin of yours is much stronger than you. No matter why you came here today, if you didn't have such a face like him, you wouldn't be able to do anything." There’s no need to speak again.”
Zhuang Zheng stared at his toes and replied slowly: "It's because you have a clear conscience that the master is willing to help." After a pause, he added: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
Zhuang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."
Snapped!
"It's the person you begged for. If you don't accept it, who will accept it?" Master Kuyue said with a smile.
"Old monk chases people away, just leave..." Wei Haoran curled his lips and did not get up. Instead, he fell over, lay back, and said loudly: "The spirit is wandering away."
"My nephew, take your leave."
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, but felt that it felt good to have someone blocking the front, even though the back still looked very immature. In her previous life, she had never been able to get such a back view.
The name sticker was light, but when she took it in her hand, it felt heavy. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only promise Master Kuyue that she would never abuse this name sticker.
"coming… "
Zhuang Zheng stood up and stepped forward, stepping on Wei Haoran's lower abdomen. As if he didn't notice the sting, he gave a farewell salute to Master Kuyue, then turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
"It's nothing." Hua Zhuo laughed and whispered after a while: "Everything will be fine..."
"Master, if Hua Zhuo is not mistaken, on your left side is the Buddha's light, on your right side is the compassion, on top of your head is the enlightenment of Bodhi, and under your feet is a pagoda."
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
"Go faster."
She turned back subconsciously, looking past the high temple roof to the distant sky, which was the direction of Huainan Mansion. In front, there is a back that supports her, and behind, is her home, her foundation, the source of all her efforts and persistence.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
Zhuang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
It will definitely succeed.
Master Kuyue did not leave him alone, and said: "Falun, take my name and post it here."
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
The little novice monk Falun said "Hey" and turned around to go out. After a while, he came in with a name sticker and was about to hand it to Zhuang Zheng when he heard Ku Yue loudly say: "Give it to this little girl."
"Brother Zhuang Shi, I used to think you were a rigid and serious person, but... that kick just now was a good one."
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
Touching the name sticker in her sleeve pocket, she strengthened her confidence and believed that her efforts would not be in vain.
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
The boy who had always bullied others but never been bullied by others suddenly became confused.
Zhuang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay."
"Little girl, I have a lot of thoughts. No wonder Zheng'er came to beg me. This child never knows how to adapt." Master Kuyue said, suddenly his face became solemn, "So, let me ask you, little girl , does your request come from your heart?"
Qiqiao and Baxiu were confused by Hua Zhuo's sudden turning back. They thought they had dropped something, and subconsciously looked for it on the ground.
"As long as it comes from your true heart and has a clear conscience, you can use it however you want." Master Kuyue winked at her again, "On the left is the Buddha's light shining, on the right is compassion, with the Bodhi fruition on the top of the head, and on the foot of the Baizhang pagoda. Isn’t it?”
Zhuang Zheng noticed that the footsteps behind him disappeared, turned around and urged.
After Hua Zhuo finished speaking, he bent down and knelt down again.
"Hey..." Hua Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. These two guys are more shameless than the other.
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
The master is a person from outside the country, and there are no taboos for people outside the country, but Shibo is an elder. As an elder, teasing a girl like this is disrespectful and disrespectful.
"Master..." Zhuang Zheng paused, cleared his throat, and changed his title again, "Shibo."
"It's nothing." Hua Zhuo laughed and whispered after a while: "Everything will be fine..."
"Go faster."
"Master, it's Hua Zhuo who wants to ask for something. He doesn't dare to deceive the master, and he can't say it directly. If the master agrees, Hua Zhuo will be deeply grateful. If the master doesn't respond, Hua Zhuo will have no complaints."
"Go faster."
"I haven't even passed the door yet, but now I'm protecting you... Cousin, you are so compassionate and considerate of me, I admire you, I admire you..."
She struggled to answer, as if all her thoughts had been penetrated, but she still said these four words with a clear conscience. Although she had so many calculations, even Zhuang Zheng had them, but she still had no idea about saving Hua Yiren. She truly has a clear conscience.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. The name sticker must represent a person's identity, especially for Master Kuyue's status. The name sticker cannot be given away easily. Even if it is given, it must be a close friend of many years, or a nephew who admires it very much. She is a senior, or a talented person with particularly good character and outstanding talent. She just met Master Kuyue for the first time and has nothing to do with it, at least before marrying into the Zhuang family. That was how Zhuang Zheng got the name sticker. Of course, but it makes no sense to give it to her.
Hua Zhuo's face turned red again, and he gritted his teeth... She took back her previous admiration, this old monk was actually a crooked old man.
"It's really like a dream." Outside the Zen room, Hua Zhuo sighed while putting on his curtain hat.
The little novice monk Falun curled his lips and felt aggrieved.
Zhuang Zheng noticed that the footsteps behind him disappeared, turned around and urged.
"You... are good."
He made it clear that he would not leave this place where he could eat, drink and sleep.
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
"coming… "
Hua Zhuo's face turned slightly red in an instant, and he felt that his back molars were itchy again.
"Thank you, Master. This name sticker... I will only use it once."
"My nephew, take your leave."
Hua Zhuo withdrew his distant gaze, walked a few steps quickly, and followed him.
"You can't see it because you only have wisdom roots, not a pair of wise eyes, and you don't even have a wise heart."
Master Kuyue slapped him on the back of the head.