Chapter 2 Where is the little monk

"Do you have any other ideas?" Looking at the crowd, their voices gradually decreased, Master Kongzhi smiled encouragingly and glanced at everyone's faces one by one.

After a face that seemed to fall asleep with its slightly closed eyes, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, stopped and looked at it carefully, and moved away without a trace.

It's the beautiful and dusty face! If I remember correctly, this is Qingyin, the little teacher's nephew recommended by my friend Tao Ming a few days ago.

Master Kongzhi first saw this little nephew with a head injury wrapped in white gauze after Qingyin was taken to the Zen room. He had a pair of clear and bright big eyes, and his face was as beautiful as a woman, which made people feel different at a glance.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and it seemed that the other party didn't care about the noise in the hall. Master Kongzhi didn't care about it.

The voice is too small in his eyes. You may not quite understand what is said in the Dharma Hall!

"Everyone has an idea, so it's okay to say it. Let's brainstorm today. The more the better. Master Kongzhi continued to encourage.

Kong Si, Kong Chan and others also stared at the people eagerly, and glanced at the monks' faces over and over again.

It is about the survival of the reputation of the century-old famous temple of Anguo Temple. At this moment, these usually high-ranking elder stewards put down their airs one by one, hoping that someone can stand up and come up with reliable ideas to solve this urgent need.

The atmosphere in the Dharma Hall is unprecedentedly tense, which is comparable to the Dharma Competition. Some young monks even sweated coldly on their foreheads under the frequent gaze of several mages such as Kongsi Kong Zen.

Several mages of Kong Sikong Zen glanced down several times. They didn't wait to stand up and say what they had, but found a figure that made them feel a little dazzling.

The atmosphere of the Dharma Hall is so serious and urgent that everyone is thinking about countermeasures, and some people doze off with their eyes closed. This is really a terrible scenery!

Noting the hidden anger in the eyes of Kong Sikong Zen Master, the fat monk Qingchen, who had been looking left and right, immediately closed his legs and sat upright, looking at his eyes and nose.

After sitting for a while, he found that the angry eyes did not seem to come to him, but to shoot at his side. Qingchen turned his head and looked at him with fear. He immediately poked the clear voice on his side with his elbow, "Open your eyes!" He whispered.

Because it was none of his business, he hid around Qingchen and was stabbed by Qingchen and opened his eyes lazily. But I saw that there was a person who had strode over the body, who was the empty Zen mage of the precept hall.

The empty Zen mage stood in front of the voiceless sound.

Because Qingyin's body was thin and thin, he deliberately bent down, put a leopard-eyed face that looked extremely fierce and was only a few centimeters away from Qingyin, and took out the fierceness when the commandment hall was executing the law and stared at Qingyin fiercely without saying a word.

A big face that was too close enough to make Qingyin couldn't help moving his head back, and innocently blinked back.

The action of the empty Zen mage made the people around him who were meditating and thinking hard one after another.

"Little baby, do you already have an idea in your heart?" The empty Zen master raised his body and asked condescendingly.

He is tall and burly, with a fierce face like Wei Tuo in the world, and his voice is like a bell, straight into his eardrum.

The empty Zen mage stood, sitting with a clear sound, one high and one low, one was strong and burly, and the other was thin and short. In the eyes of others, I only felt that the empty Zen mage was like Mount Tai, oppressing Qingyin extremely weak.

I can't think of any good ideas! I haven't even figured out what the Dharma Conference is! Qingyin really wants to say so.

But when I saw the fierce appearance of the empty Zen mage, I suddenly felt that if I said that, I would be immediately swept out of the temple... Thinking that this was a completely strange and chaotic ancient time, I didn't understand the situation outside at all. I couldn't help shivering. No, I can't say that.

"The little monk is really thinking deeply." The voice swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice.

I hope they can't see that they are women!

"Oh! Just say it!" The empty Zen mage did not relax at all and raised his voice and shouted.

For a moment, even a needle fell to the ground in the Dharma Hall could be heard quietly, and all the eyes condensed on the voiceless sound, which involuntarily stood up like answering the teacher's questions in class.

In the past, the scriptures in the Dharma Hall were taught by mages. The monks sat and listened. As soon as Qingyin stood up, it was more prominent. More than 100 monks in the Dharma Hall stared at her in surprise, with all kinds of expressions on their faces.

What should I say? What to say? In full view of this crowd, he was stared at by the empty Zen mage. Qingyin only felt that there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, but they all flashed by and could not grasp it at all.

It's even more nervous than taking the college entrance examination!

Thinking of the college entrance examination, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Zuo just wants an answer. If it really doesn't work, it's like encountering a difficult problem in the exam. Let's follow the question.

"The century-old famous temple of Anguo Temple is one of the best in Ye City. It's just that in recent years, the number of monks has been limited. Compared with the temples such as the protection of the country and the founding of the country, it has fallen behind.

This is what Qingchen told her just now. Qingyin slowly repeated it as she sorted it out.

"The believers and officials who participated in the Buddhist Dharma Conference, as well as the famous monks of various temples, are afraid that there are no less than ten thousand people. They greet tens of thousands of people with only a hundred people. I'm afraid that they are not lazy, and it is difficult to take care of the beginning and the end. A careless omission made a mistake, and the century-old reputation of Anguo Temple was destroyed.

These words have also been said by Master Kong Si. But the voice was clear, the language was fluent, the voice was crisp, and the words had been combed and organized. Everyone was only surprised by the little monk's eloquence. They didn't think much for a while, but they listened attentively one by one.

"If you co-host the Dharma Conference with other temples, increase the reputation of the temple, and find someone to entertain you, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, and you can't do it with one or two. Although the incense of Anguo Temple is rich, it is only afraid of the loss over the years, and the silver stored is not rich. As for the allocation of people from the court, I'm afraid it will be out of reach. Those silver liang allocated are not enough to entertain the people sent by the court. As Qingyin spoke, his brain was running at a high speed, thinking about what he had heard in his previous life to solve this problem.

I glanced at several of the monks sitting with the mentality of watching the play, and my eyes lit up. "In my opinion, I can open the gate of the temple widely and accept the monks who come to hang the single tour for help."

"Now that the Dharma Conference is about to be held, the number of monasteries in Ye City must have increased greatly. There are also many more single monks in Anguo Temple. As the rotating presiding officer of the temple, they don't need to spend more money. They only care about three meals and one night. When the Dharma Conference is over, they can leave by themselves. There is no point in increasing the expenses of the temple. The clear voice looked around the crowd and said slowly.

Master Kongzhi only felt a "boom" in his heart, as if the pleasure of being suddenly untied by someone who had been entangled in his heart came to his heart!

As the Dharma Conference was approaching, the number of monks from other places in Ye City suddenly increased.

Of course, some of them come after receiving invitations, but there are also some Yunyou monks who have heard about the Dharma Conference and want to come to listen to the scriptures and even participate in the Dharma Conference.

With so many monks coming, it is naturally impossible to stay in all the inns.

The major monasteries in Yecheng have become a foothold for some Yunyou monks to eat and drink for free.

In Anguo Temple these days, many monks come to borrow orders every day. The whole monastery is almost full, and it is learned that the guest monks have complained to Master Kongzhi several times.

The voice is one of them! It's just that she was recommended by a master, and the master and the host of Anguo Temple were old-fashioned, so she lived in Anguo Temple for many days.

There is also an exception to a separate monastery. It's also a special care.

Anguo Temple is a rotating temple of the Buddhist Dharma Conference and one of the four famous temples in Yecheng. Unlike some small temples, Wei Tuo pestle of Weituo Bodhisattva can be directly on the ground and refuse to accept monks who swim to the temple for free food and accommodation.

Anguo Temple should not only receive these single monks, but also take good care of them and have enough to eat! After many days, I really feel a little powerless.

Now Qingyin said that the help of the accepted hanging monks not only solved the problem that the temple was difficult to entertain, but also organized the originally scattered wandering monks, so that they suddenly became participants and executors of the Dharma Conference, which provided a guarantee for the success of the conference!

The idea put forward by Qingyin is so simple but extremely effective! Master Kongzhi couldn't help but feel relaxed.

When I first came to the temple, Qingyin was injured. So far, I haven't found out the reason. Master Kongzhi has felt very sorry. He didn't take good care of Daoming's nephew who took good care of him. What's the accident now? How can I see Zen Master Daoming in the future?

Now that he speaks clearly, Master Kongzhi can't help but look at him differently.

When Qingyin said this, everyone was stunned at first, and then couldn't help thinking that they saw those monks who were hanging orders in the temple to eat and live for nothing. Why didn't they come up with such a simple method?

After speaking Qingyin's words, I saw the surprise and regret on everyone's faces. I suddenly realized that I was about to say the point, so I was reassured.

After all, I'm reborn in this different world, and I always feel a little uneasy and nowhere to settle down. It's not like in the previous life. Although both parents died, there are always relatives and friends who still take care of themselves. They just want to set up a stall just to prove that they are independent.

And now, it's really alone. Qingyin couldn't help but feel a little confused. His favorite courses, his classmates who have been together for more than a year, and his high school classmates will never be seen again!

Qing Yin raised his head and saw that the Kong Zen mage was obviously stunned by his own words, and the two leopards stared straight at him. The aggrieved feeling of being pressed by him came to my heart. After all, the girl's heart couldn't help smiling, "The little monk is clumsy. I have to have this idea. I don't know what the mage thinks of this idea?"

"That's a good idea! Little nephew, you have a great idea! Very good!" Master Kong Zen was originally a straightforward temper. He just saw that Master Kongzhi, the host of the temple, nodded and smiled after listening to the voice. He looked like he had solved the problem and knew that the idea of voice was very good. I can't help but be in full bloom.

At this moment, I forgot the fierceness of chasing others just now and praised it.

If you look at Kong Chan like Qingyin, you can't laugh or cry.

It seems that I was hit by a car in my previous life. I don't know if I can travel back.

But this temple is a place for Buddhist men after all. It is inevitable to show flaws after wandering for a long time. It's better to find an opportunity to sneak out and think about it.

I wanted to fool around for a few days without attracting attention. I didn't want to be forced by the empty Zen mage like this. I was talking in front of these hundreds of people. I'm afraid that everyone in this temple will recognize me. If I want to sneak out in the future, I'm afraid it will be more difficult.

Qingyin was a little depressed. Listening to the praise of the empty Zen mage, there was no joy on his face. He sat down sullenly.

He felt that his shoulder had been hit. When he turned around, he saw Qingchen's thumbs up and whispered, "Little brother, you have a good idea!"