Chapter 408 Sutra and the Little Novice
“Who?”
Yue Heng was startled and turned around suddenly.
Many people in the cave were looking at him, but he didn't see anyone who matched the old and deep voice.
Most of the people looking at him had doubts and hostility in their eyes - after all, they were reading the scriptures, but you suddenly stood up and blocked them all, as if you wanted to touch them, which was obviously not the case. Too respectful.
Only a young novice monk in the crowd, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, looked at him with a friendly smile in his eyes.
Yue Heng suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
No, is it this little novice monk?
At this moment, the old voice sounded in his ears again: "Don't look, it's the old monk."
When the voice sounded, the little novice monk was still smiling, his mouth was full of tears. Untouched.
Yue Heng was startled. The dark cave, a young monk, and the old man's voice suddenly sounded in his ears... If he hadn't learned the spell, he would have even thought it was haunted!
At this moment, the little novice monk had stood up, turned around and walked towards the outside of the cave.
At the same time, the old voice sounded in Yue Heng's ears again: "Donor, if you are confused, why not come and talk to me?"
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After hesitating for a moment, Yue Heng gritted his teeth and followed.
Fu Qingzhou asked him to come to Jinchan Temple and naturally told him some things.
He knew that Jinchan Temple was the largest sect in the world, but in fact secretly supported evil cultivators like Fanyin Temple. He also knew that Li Qing, the younger brother Fu Qingzhou recognized in Fanyin Temple, was abducted.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to say that he does not have a drum in his heart when he encounters this situation now.
But Yue Heng has an advantage.
He...has a big heart.
Even after experiencing the recent prison disaster and tempering his character, he is still the scholar with a big heart.
But now, the adjective "big-hearted" should be adjusted and upgraded to "bold"!
As he followed the little novice monk outside, Yue Heng calmed down.
There are so many pilgrims and tourists in this Buddhist cave. Even if this weird little monk wants to do something to himself, he can't do it in front of so many people!
Whatever, just follow him and take a look!
In this way, Yue Heng followed the little novice monk out of the Huigen Grotto.
Seeing him following, the young novice monk turned his head, smiled at him, and said, "Donor, have you practiced magic?"
The voice that came out this time was not an old and deep voice. , but the voice of a normal child.
Yue Heng took a deep breath and whispered: "Yes, I have practiced some magic... I don't know who you are?"
"It doesn't matter who I am."
The young novice monk looked up at him and said with a smile: "I wonder why the donor is here?"
Yue Heng started acting and sighed: "The young novice just experienced a prison disaster, although he is barely safe. Escape, but it is a disaster after all. In the spring of next year, he will have to take the minor imperial examination again... But after experiencing so much, Xiaosheng no longer has any confidence in his heart, so..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw The young novice monk interrupted him: "Donor, it's a Buddhist resort. It's not good to open your mouth and talk nonsense."
Yue Heng's eyes widened, and all the rest of his words were blocked.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the little novice say with a smile: "It is true that you have been in prison, but in your heart you no longer regard it as a disaster; you will indeed take part in the minor imperial examination next year, but in your heart But he is very determined and has no confusion.”
After that, he stood still, looked up at Yue Heng, tilted his head and said: "That's why I am confused... The donor is not confused in his heart. He has the courage to move forward, so why come to the temple to ask for help from the Buddha?"
Yue Heng opened his mouth, then smiled bitterly and said: "Master, does this mean he has the ability to communicate with others? You have already seen through Xiaosheng's thoughts, so why do you need to ask again?"
Little novice monk But he shook his head.
"Is there anyone in the world who can understand others?"
He smiled and said: "People's hearts are ever-changing, and they can have thousands of thoughts in an instant. Even if the gods come down to earth, it will never be possible. He understands people's hearts... I just know how to read Qi and look at faces."
Yue Heng didn't think as much as Fu Qingzhou, so he believed it after hearing it. He groaned, scratched his head and said: "In that case, the master is here to prepare for the minor imperial examination next year, so I can wish you all the best."
"Okay."
The little novice no longer pursued it, with a clear understanding of everything in his eyes, and asked again: "Then why did the donor, just now, be attracted by the scripture on the cave wall? " Yue Heng knew that there was no point in lying in front of this mysterious little monk, so he simply stopped his heart.
"Xiaosheng noticed that the spell traces left on the scriptures are different in style from all the other spells in Jinchan Temple."
He whispered: "Almost all the spells left in Jinchan Temple are of two different styles..."
After he expressed his observations and understandings one by one, he explained: "It's true. After seeing the weird style of that verse, the young student became curious and couldn't help but want to touch it..."
Yue Heng learned smartly this time and almost didn't lie. He just hid Fu Qingzhou's request. The rest of his story is entirely true.
But this time, the little novice didn't seem to care whether what he said was true.
He looked at Yue Heng with great curiosity in his eyes: "Can you see the style of the spell?"
"It's a feeling, right?"
Yue Heng smiled sheepishly: "After all, Xiaosheng is only in the third level of Lingqiao. He has only been learning magic for more than a month. He doesn't know much about magic. He just feels that the magic is something like Calligraphy and painting have different styles and schools, and we can see some clues.”
The young novice smiled and made no comment.
He just glanced in the direction of Huigen Cave and said, "The scripture you saw is not the original."
Yue Heng was startled.
"Perhaps the donor should also know that it was nearly a hundred years ago that Jinchan Temple moved its entire temple to the capital. Before that, the temple was located in Mangdang Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River. This Buddhist cave was also carved from the original site of the temple."
The little novice monk said slowly: "When re-engraving the scriptures of many predecessors in the Huigen Grottoes, only the one sentence seen by the donor is extremely difficult to engrave... What's more, the relocation of the temple is also a major event. One sentence The scriptures are not worth the efforts of many elder masters in the temple at that time."
Yue Heng suddenly said: "So, the magic style in the scriptures is not correct enough?"
"Not bad. "
The little novice monk said with a smile: "Of course, the reputation of the senior who left the earliest inscriptions was not very good. He was still a senior monk in the temple when he left the inscriptions, but his state of mind had changed at that time. The strange style that the benefactor saw was also... Later, he betrayed the temple and gained a reputation as a sea monster monk."
Yue Heng nodded slightly: "That's why the master doesn't want Xiaosheng to touch him?"
"Exactly." The young novice said: "If it is the true text of the sutra, the donor will be touched if he touches it. If the donor is injured, , this temple always has a way to treat it - but now the scriptures in the cave are evil or righteous, demons are not demons, and Buddha is not Buddha. If the donor is really injured, this temple will still have some headaches. "
< br>Yue Heng somewhat understood.
But soon, he realized something strange.
If it is like what the master novice monk said, the magic style reflected in this scripture is due to the unknown reproduction by later generations...
What about the spell on the big iron box?
Yue Heng is very sure that the styles of these two spells are completely the same!
He lowered his head and thought. When he raised his head, the figure of the young novice monk was gone.
"Eh? Master?"
Yue Heng was startled and scratched his head... Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone. Who cares.
With this clue, should that be enough first? Go back and ask Brother Fu?
He scratched his head, turned and left.
But he didn't know that on the top of the mountain where the Buddhist cave was located, there were two figures, one tall and one short, looking at him.
The short figure was the little novice monk just now, and the person standing next to him was none other than Yuan Zhen.
"Master."
Yuanzhen asked softly: "You have been in seclusion for many years, why do you suddenly show up and give advice to a passerby?"
The little novice monk... is also Yuanzhen's master, the top master of Jinchan Temple, and the first wisdom of the precepts. null.
He smiled slightly and said calmly: "That Fu Qingzhou doesn't trust us, so he sent people to investigate. If I don't give you a few pointers, are you waiting for you to meet him by chance?"
< br>"Fu Qingzhou?" Yuan Zhen was a little confused: "Is that passerby related to Master Fu?"
"..."
The little novice monk shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you haven't learned much from Luoyi and his party...Look back, you should learn more from Fu Qingzhou. The blood sea cassock skill is more important than what I expected as a teacher." It’s even more complicated, Yuan Zhen, you...you have to grow up quickly.”
After that, he turned and left, walking like a child, with a smile on his face. He looked innocent, as if he were really a child.
(End of this chapter)