Chapter 97 Copying the Scriptures ([-])

Is this the rhythm of poor students' detention?

Under the eyes of everyone, I followed Master Fan into the small black room.

"Master, is there something wrong with this book?" I asked tentatively.

"I don't know either!" Master Liao Fan gave me a deep look, as if a researcher had discovered a good experimental subject.

This look made me uncomfortable, and I couldn't help lowering my head.

"I will tell you everything I know." Master Qingran said, poured a cup of tea and handed it to me, and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know much. The origin of this scripture is only master Wuwei. I'm afraid no one will know. There is a saying in the temple that if you understand the mystery of this book, you can get a glimpse of the secret. In addition, the temple regulations stipulate that this book will choose its own master, so now this scripture is yours!"

"Ah? It's not good to entrust such a valuable thing to me!" I hastily declined, I already knew what the secret was, okay?

"This is the temple rule." Master Liaofan was not moved at all.

"But I can't even read all the words. How can I solve the mystery? Master, I thought something must have gone wrong." To be honest, I am full of curiosity and awe for such a mysterious scripture, but it is like a heavenly book to me. .

"The little monks in the temple can also interpret those scriptures, so don't worry about it. Everything follows fate, what's your confusion?" Master Liaofan turned to the first page of the scriptures, and seemed to have the idea of ​​answering my questions.

"Master, I'm dull by nature. I might not understand what you said for a day. Besides, there are many people outside who want to ask you for advice. It's not appropriate for me to take up so much of your time by myself." I wanted to take a look while dozing off. Why did scriptures suddenly become one-on-one guidance?

"Why don't you know the word?" Master Liaofan sat in front of him, like a majestic master, so I couldn't argue.

For the next five hours, Master Liaofan explained to me the words I didn’t know one by one from the first page to the last page, until it was too dark to see clearly, and I felt that time was just passing by. The scriptures seem to have a magical power that can make people tireless.I took notes on the words I didn't know, and some of them were words that Master Fan had never dabbled in.

When I returned to the Buddhist hall with the scriptures in my hands, Yuncai was the only one left. Seeing me coming out, Yuncai asked anxiously, "Auntie, how are you doing?"

"Master is kind, if you see that I am dull, please teach me a thing or two." I looked at the sky, sighed and said, "I wonder if there is still food."

Speaking of which, I remembered something, and exclaimed in surprise: "It's over, what time is it now?"

"It's half past one hour."

It's summer now, the sky is dark and late, I didn't expect it to be so late.

"It's already this hour, isn't it the appointment of Prince Xiang?" Well, it seems that I also missed the appointment...

Yun Cai was also taken aback, his eyes became anxious.

I hastily put away my notes and scriptures, pulled the cloud and ran while saying: "Hurry up now, maybe there is still time!"

We ran straight to yesterday's gathering place without panting all the way, but we didn't see anyone, and the clouds seemed more and more uneasy.

"Auntie, the master may still be waiting for you, I'll go back first." Yun Cai's voice was a little lonely.

"It's all my fault. I didn't pay attention to the time." Yun Cai finally made up her mind. After today, I am afraid that she will become a shrinking turtle again. I am a little annoyed that Bogor is not persistent enough, how long have I waited!
"Yuncai, the scenery here is actually pretty good. I've been bored in the Buddhist hall for a long time, and I want to breathe here for a while." As I said that, I found a nearby stone bench and sat down. Yuncai and I broke the appointment at the same time. If you are as smart as An Ning, you will try to find out It's strange, so now I can only sit and wait, thinking of this level, I feel a little relieved.

"Auntie, do you have something you want to tell me?" Yun Cai was indeed a little sensitive recently.

"Actually not, but we can chat to pass the time, such as Prince Xiang." I said teasingly.

"Ah?" Two red clouds floated up on Yun Cai's cheeks, and his little face was flushed red.

"To be honest, although he is immature." I was about to say something when I heard Yun Cai sink into memories, she smiled slightly and said: "When he was in the military camp, he was a completely different person from now, and everyone in the military looked up to him , At that time, I really couldn’t believe that he was about the same age as me. He was decisive and extremely dignified, and the longer we got along, the more I found that although he was a bit awkward, he also had a gentle side. "

"Prince Xiang has a straightforward personality and is pure in emotion. Love desires life and evil desires death. If I can become the person he likes, I will be very happy." I suddenly felt that I was really selfless, and put aside personal grievances for the sake of the overall situation .

"Yeah." Yun Cai sat aside with an increasingly gentle expression, immersed in good memories.

The setting sun left the last afterglow on the mountain, and after waiting for a cup of tea, I saw Bogoer's hurried figure.

I poked Yun Yun's hand, and left in a playful manner. When I turned around and entered the woods, I bumped into Fulin head-on.

"When you were walking, what were you thinking?" Fulin's face was a little stiff, as if someone had discovered some secret.

"Ah? I was thinking about how to explain it to you." Seeing Fulin's instantly embarrassed face, I was in a good mood. It seems that he also has an innocent side.

"Have you thought about it?" Fulin pulled me forward step by step.

"Have you ever heard of a scripture that, by deciphering its mysteries, one can see the secrets of heaven?" I couldn't help asking him.

"No." Fulin said, looking at me with some doubts.

"I have such a copy in my hand. In fact, I will be late today because..." So and so and so and so, until I walked into the yard, I did not explain the ins and outs of the matter.

Today there were two stone benches beside the table, I sat down with Fulin, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, looked at him pitifully and asked: "Hungry and thirsty, do you have any snacks?"

He glanced at me with a smile, and took out a refined lunch box. The hot food was fragrant, as if he knew that I hadn't eaten.

"You guys haven't come all this time, so An Ning asked about it." Fulin explained a few words, and asked with great interest, "Tell me, how many words do you still don't know in that scripture?"

"Yeah." I said and took out the scriptures and notes, and I wrote all the words I didn't know on the notes. I didn't need to look them up one by one, and I ate it on my own.

After I finished my meal, I saw Fulin frowned slightly, and seemed puzzled. He said slowly, "These characters don't seem to be Chinese characters. I will ask some senior scholars to investigate after I return to Beijing."

"I will write a copy. It would be the best if I can know the origin of this book." I suspected that it might be in Manchu, but it seems not. This book has a long history, and the traditional characters in it are even older. If you know the origin of this book, you may know a thing or two.

It was getting late, I don't know why there was a faint worry in my heart, and I didn't know what happened to the clouds. After eating, I didn't stay longer, so I returned to the original place.

"Yuncai, why are you alone?" I asked with some anxiety, my intuition was surprisingly accurate.

"Auntie, go back."

Yunyun's back was facing me, and I couldn't see her expression clearly. Yunyun was meek, while Bogor was impatient. Everything will take time.

(End of this chapter)

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