291 Chapter 1 A Tryst Ass [-]
The next day, the old lady led the crowd to listen to the presiding abbot's lecture in the Buddhist hall.First, a young monk knocked on the wooden fish and sang a Buddhist song:

"...Who was me before I was born, who was I when I was born? Who am I when I grow up, and who am I when I close my eyes? It's better not to come and not to go, and when I come, I am happy and when I go, I am sad..."

Amidst the fragrance of Buddha, the presiding abbot began to lecture on Buddhist scriptures:

"...Painting halls and embroidery pavilions, life is like the sky; top-ranking officials, salary is like a dream. Gold and white jade, empty is the capital of disaster; red and light clothes are always the expense of dust and labor. Wife and children will never be happy for a hundred years , the darkness has a thousand sufferings. Once on the pillow, life will cover the yellow spring. The history of the Qing Dynasty makes a false name, and the loess buries the weak bones..."
During the process of presiding over the abbot's lecture, he stopped by chance for a while, and then an old monk next to him taught everyone to recite silently: "Om, well, ba, me, hum."

The old monk said: "As long as you persevere in reading these six-character mantras, you will definitely feel in a state of peace of mind."

It is said that the six characters "Om, Well, Nea, Ba, Mi, Hum" are translated from Buddhist scriptures, which means: Ah!May my merits and virtues be complete and merged with the Buddha, Amen!
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet and the sound of the wooden fish made people feel calm and calm when they heard it, but Ye Qiqi was upset and impatient when he heard it.After chanting "Om, well, eh, ba, me, hum" several times, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, and sneaked away while everyone was not paying attention.

Ye Qiqi took Tang Miaomiao for a walk around.Tang Miaomiao is worried:

"Miss, if the old lady finds out, will she be scolded?"

Ye Qiqi said:

"No way? These days, my grandmother treats me with a pleasant face and is very friendly." Sticking out her tongue, she said again: "Hey, even if you get scolded, it's no big deal. Just sit in the hall and recite Nao Shizi's 'Om, Well, ba, me, hum', not only is he not calm, but he is suffocated to death."

Tang Miaomiao shook her head:
"Miss, why don't you have any patience?"

Mrs. Ye Qiqi winked her eyebrows and giggled:

"Who says I'm impatient? I'm pretty patient with eating, drinking, and having fun. I'm just impatient with things that don't interest me."

Tang Miaomiao earnestly persuaded:

"Miss, don't just focus on eating, drinking and having fun, but also do some serious things when you have time."

Ye Qiqi said:

"Meow, your serious business is nothing more than practicing and practicing. What I fear and hate the most is hearing these two words. Hey, when you are happy and happy, the fool thinks about it all day long. What about the things that aren't fun?"

Tang Miaomiao was speechless.I can't help but think of the sentence "the grass doesn't grow under the big tree".It's no wonder the White Fox Great Immortal is so troubled, she is so capable, but she has a daughter who doesn't think about making progress but only wants to have fun.

The incense of Pushan Temple has always been strong, and there are many believers. There is an endless stream of pilgrims offering incense and offering incense on weekdays.Now that the old lady and Yuan Qingwu, two extremely distinguished pilgrims, are here, in order to avoid harassment, only the Daxiong Hall, the Sixth Ancestor Hall, and the Avalokitesvara Hall are open to the public, and the rest of the places are temporarily closed to other pilgrims.

Ye Qiqi and Tang Miaomiao walked to the backyard unknowingly.

The backyard is a place for pilgrims to rest and enjoy the light.The environment is quiet and elegant, with the release pond, the bell tower, the drum tower, and the crystal clear spring of Nanshan.In the courtyard, there are ancient and famous trees, fresh flowers and emerald bamboos, emerald rockeries, quiet corridors, and pavilions and pavilions hidden among green pines and cypresses.

People are in it, in a trance, but there is an illusion of being far away from the world and a paradise.

(un.finished.to be.continued)
(End of this chapter)

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