Even if a monk who had seen through the secular world, he should not say that there was no good person in the secular world. There were indeed some vicious beasts in the world, but after all, there were more good people than good people.
And the Master of Red Dust's view of the world seemed to deviate from the purpose of Buddhism.
"It's so good outside, so why did you come here?”
He didn't expect this little nun to already know how to answer first. She even asked a question back.
"I'm here to learn from Taoist Hao Tian.”
"You should call Taoist Hao Tian master. Your tone is disrespectful to him.”Red Dust tried to correct my address of Taoist Haotian.
Oh my, this little girl is actually lecturing me.
"I haven't acknowledged him as my master yet, so of course I don't have to call him master.”
"You've been here for so many days and you still haven't acknowledged him as your master?”Red Dust didn't seem to understand.
"I said that I have to choose an auspicious day to accept you as my master.”
"An auspicious day?"
"Yeah, he said that there hasn't been any good days this month, so I was dragged until now. But now there is. This morning, Master said that the night of the full moon is an auspicious day, so I became a disciple on the night of the full moon.”
"What?! The night of the full moon!" Red Dust's tone was filled with shock. Her eyes were wide open, and her face was filled with shock.
I looked at Red Dust's shocked expression and wondered in my heart. Did a full moon night have to make Red Dust so shocked?
Red Dust's face turned even paler. She lowered her head and quickly packed her clothes before getting up to leave.
What was going on?
"Hey! Red Dust, why did you leave?"
Red Dust didn't even turn around and quickly disappeared into the forest.
How ridiculous!
I scratched my head and thought for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what was wrong with that joint. In the end, I could only think that there was something wrong with Hong Chen's brain.
No one will listen to my nonsense. I can only return to the mountain.
I decided to hunt for wild game in the afternoon. Even if I had to catch a sparrow, it would still be a victory.
Halfway there, Taoist Hao Tian staggered down from the opposite side.
"Xiao Zhuang, I'm going to visit a friend in the afternoon. I'll probably only be back when it's dark. The rice is in the pot.”
I was submissive.
The old Daoist hummed a little tune and went down the mountain. He was obviously in a good mood.
The old Daoist had friends in this lousy place? I stole a glance at the Qing Ming Nunnery opposite and thought wickedly that the Taoist priest was not going to see the nun!
Also, there was no need to guard this place. Even if you hired a thief to steal, a thief wouldn't come.
I returned to the Taoist temple and went to eat first. I thought it would be rice porridge and salted vegetables again, but unexpectedly, the Taoist priest made two vegetarian dishes today, one mushroom and one plate of shredded potatoes.
The old monk's cooking skills were not bad. With these two skills, it would not be a problem for him to open a snack bar outside the mountain.
I finally had a full meal.
People tend to become lazy when they are full. I lazily lay on the brick bed and selectively forgot about my plan to hunt for wild game. It seemed that sleeping was a good choice.
After lying down for a while, I found that I couldn't fall asleep, so I got up and prepared to walk around in front.
I walked out of the west wing and looked up at the east wing opposite. I also saw the window that closed itself last night.
This window was open again. The strange thing was that the other windows were all closed. Only this window was open.
I've been here for so many days. Although I live in the backyard every day, I really don't know much about this backyard.
Since I'm not here, why don't I take the opportunity to understand this backyard?
After making up my mind, I first ran to the open window in the east wing and leaned against the window to look inside.
The layout of the east wing was almost the same as the west wing, except that it was in the opposite direction.
There was a blanket on the brick bed and a broken cabinet on the floor. The rest of the room was empty. There was probably not even a rat to be seen.
I lost interest when there was nothing. I prepared to turn around and explore the main room where the old Daoist lived.
When I glanced at the brick bed for the last time, I suddenly remembered something.
Theoretically, there would be a lot of dust in a room that no one lived in, but there was no dust on the brick bed in the east wing. Even though the quilt was folded a little messily, it was obvious that someone had used it.
Could it be that someone was staying in this room at night?
I came to the main room of the old priest with doubts. The door was only ajar. I carefully walked into the old priest's room.
The main chamber was built close to the cliff wall, and behind it was a cliff wall that had no room to extend back.
The old monk's room was no different from my western room. It was also a brick bed and a wardrobe for clothes. There was a tall bookshelf against the back wall, and the bookshelf was filled with books.
I was inexplicably happy when I saw the book. In the future, I could kill time by reading books when I had nothing to do.
There are probably hundreds of books here. By the time I finish reading them, I'll probably have finished my art and gone home.
I walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book. I found it was a book about Taoism. I pulled out another book and it was the same.
Further down were books in this area, such as Tao Te Ching, Taishang Induction, Zhuangzi, and the Scripture of Limbo.
What's so interesting about these books? I didn't expect anything like the Plum in the Golden Vase, but how can I read these two novels? It's fine if the content is written vertically, but it's all in traditional Chinese. How can someone like me, who grew up eating simplified Chinese characters, recognize it?
Even if they know me, I don't know them.
Disappointed, I slammed a book into the shelf and planned to go home.
I took two steps back and heard a rumbling sound behind me.
I stopped in my tracks and looked back. Oh my god, the bookshelf had actually moved a step to the side, revealing a small black door.
There was a hidden compartment! I must have hit some kind of mechanism when I inserted the book into the bookshelf just now, which made this small door appear.
I remember that many TV shows love to do this. When they accidentally encounter something, they will open a secret room. Usually, there are some secrets inside.
I stood in front of the door, wondering whether to go in or not.
Going in to take a look will satisfy my curiosity. I might even find out some little secrets about the old Daoist.
But was it good to go in like this? Entering without the owner's permission seemed to be equivalent to stealing.
This conflicting feeling lasted for about five seconds before my curiosity finally overcame everything. Curiosity killed the cat.
I was about to open the small door and go in to take a look, but the small door was very tenacious. I tried several methods but failed to open it.
Pushing, pulling, pulling, resisting, he was just short of kicking.
I'm afraid that if I break this door, I won't be able to explain myself when I come back.
I suddenly remembered that when I encountered this kind of situation on TV, as long as I knocked around the door, there was a 90% chance that I would knock on a mechanism or something, and the door would usually open.
I did the same thing and began to knock on the bookshelves on the wall around the small door.
There was an ancient oil lamp on the wall. I just twisted the oil lamp and the door opened.
Comrades, those brainless TV dramas are not completely useless!# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:021420196:28PM
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