Qingfeng Mountain.
As the Buddhist temple entered the mountain, the bell rang faintly. Accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish, a young monk was chanting scriptures in Ruyang Temple.
The monk had snow-white skin, tender eyebrows, and an extraordinarily handsome appearance. He was wearing a late-dawn Buddhist robe, and the grayish-blue Buddhist robe looked extremely handsome on him.
He quietly knocked on the wooden fish and chanted.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the Deep Prajna Paramita, has seen that the five skandhas are empty for a long time and has overcome all hardships…"
Right at this moment,
Knocking sounds came from the tightly shut wooden door.
A clear female voice sounded.
"Little monk, I'm here to listen to your story again.”
Her voice was extremely gentle and beautiful, and it carried an unconcealable joy.
"The same is true of thinking and acting. "Sarira, it's…" Lan Zishan ignored it.
"Little monk…I'm here to listen to your story, little monk!”The voice outside the door was persistent.
" Sigh…" Lan Zishan sighed softly. It seemed like he would not be able to recite the scriptures properly today. He put down the wooden fish and sighed faintly. He was a transmigrator and had been in this world for fifteen years. When he was young, he was adopted by an old monk and grew up in a Buddhist temple.
Originally, he only wanted to cultivate in this chaotic world. However, starting from ten years ago, a little girl would come to him every month to listen to his stories.
At first, he told stories that did not exist in this world, such as Journey to the West, Snow White, and the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre.
Then, the little girl became obsessed with his storytelling. He was not a fool. He could naturally tell that this girl liked him.
But…
Before he could finish sighing, the wooden door was pushed open.
"Little monk, what are you doing? Lil-and-Shang-"
The door opened, and a woman in a light blue dress came into view. Her black hair danced in the wind, and her big eyes looked at Lan Zishan obediently. However, her gaze was strange and did not seem to be that honest.
The woman was very lively. She picked up the wooden fish and said,
Yu Qixiu pouted and said,"Tell me a story!"”
Lan Zishan's gaze met those eyes and he quickly lowered his head, leaving only his voice.
"What would Miss Xiu like to hear today?" Lan Zishan asked.
"Hehe, anything is fine!" Yu Qixiu blinked, her gaze never leaving the little monk.
"Alright, today I'll tell you a story about the Four Convertations.”
"Once upon a time, there was an old monk who was always visited by thieves. One day, the thief came again. He said to the thief, please put your hand through the crack of the door. I will give you whatever you want.”Lan Zishan explained slowly.
"The thief was so happy that he put his hand through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, the old monk grabbed his hand and tied him to a pillar. Then, he beat him up with a stick and shouted, To Buddha, to Dharma, to monks!”
"Hehehahaha, well done!" Yu Qixiu listened and danced as if she was the old monk and the thief she tied up.
Lan Zishan shook his head helplessly. He looked at Qixiu with a gentleness that he could not detect. He continued,"The thief was in extreme pain. Converting to Buddhism, Converting to Dharma, Converting to Monks.”
"This is the famous story of the three retreats in the Buddhist scriptures.”After Lan Zishan finished speaking, there was still a smile on his lips. He hoped that the lady would leave.
Unexpectedly, Yu Qixiu did not leave. Instead, she widened her eyes and continued to watch.
"Your place has three conversion, but mine…has four conversion. Do you want to hear it?”Yu Qixiu looked at Lan Zishan with anticipation…
"Then, what is the fourth conversion?" Lan Zishan asked with a smile.
"Give me your hand." Yu Qixiu pulled Lan Zishan's hand over and wrote on his palm one stroke at a time, reading as she wrote…
"Converting to Buddha…"
Lan Zishan followed along helplessly, his smile not fading."To Buddha."
"Conversion method…"
"Conversion method."
"Converted monk…"
"A converted monk."
" Conversion…" Yu Qixiu stopped and looked up at Lan Zishan." Conversion…Miss Xiu."”
"Conversion…hmm…?" The smile froze on Lan Zishan's face. He looked at Yu Qixiu in a daze, speechless.
Yu Qixiu smiled and repeated,"" Hey, say it…convert…Miss Xiu…"
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