The monk Kude asked back: "Amitabha, donor Ye, you came to Ashoka Temple, why can't the monk come to Ashoka Temple?"

Most monks like to play the game, but Ye Zhiran is not so elegant. Last time Zhang Nianyue went to Donglin Temple in Changjiaxi Mountain, when she met the monk Kude, she asked her to bring him a few words, saying, "When the mountain changes, when the forest takes power, when the maple leaves meet, there will eventually be separation." It was messy, as if the monk Kude really saw through the future, Ye Zhiran didn't take it seriously.

Zhang Nianyue also analyzed to him enthusiastically, "When encountering mountains, changes", does this "mountain" refer to Zhoushan? Then, after Ding Wendi's wedding banquet happened, he said, "Go to the forest to gain momentum". Could it be that this "forest" refers to Ding Senlin? Ye Zhiran laughed and said, "Wife, do you really believe that the monks are talking nonsense?"

Zhang Nianyue also said the story of the monk's jade, asking Ye Zhiran to believe that he had something than he had nothing.

Ye Zhiran said at the time: "Wife, don't listen to the monk who is bitter. Did Vice Premier Chen shook hands with me at Ding Wendi's wedding banquet and said a few words of light and light words to "take power"?"

At this time, when you suddenly encounter a monk Kude in Jingbo City and an old friend in a foreign land, Ye Zhiran would not care about this mysterious and mysterious word with him. He smiled and said, "Master Kude, if we meet at Ashoka Temple according to Buddhist theory, it would be considered an opportunity, right?"

"Amitabha, donor Ye has made another progress in his understanding of opportunity. The Buddha said that all things in the world are the previous concentration. Only by practicing this life can one obtain the fate of the next life. The billions of people in the world can meet each other because of fate."

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "So, it is also fate that I met Master Abbot."

The abbot of Ashoka Temple is also an old monk, who is about the same age as the monk Kude, and said, "Amitabha, is Tan Yue's surname Ye? I heard Hui's retribution that Tan Yue and his party gave great merits to the small temple and reshape my golden body in the future. We should be grateful to the good relationship Ye Tan Yue and all Tan Yues have made. We should practice kindness in our body, kindness in our mouth, kindness in our mind, and do our best to do it in time, and we will not stop it. Tan Yue has already occupied the three compassions, and is the one who has a connection with the Buddha."

Ye Zhiran smiled and shook his head, asking, "Dare you ask the abbot's name?"

"Amitabha, the old monk tried hard to be the same as Senior Brother Kude, and was the third junior brother of Senior Brother Kude." When the monk Kude said this, he stood up, raised his right hand with one palm, and bowed.

"Master of painstaking work, let me introduce you to this person, this person is Qiu..."

"Amitabha Buddha, Qiu Tan's face is wider and his face is wider, and his eyes are filled with domineering spirit. He must have been in a high position in the officialdom for a long time and has been polite."

Ye Zhiran had long seen monks' ability to see their appearance from monk Kude. In fact, there is nothing surprising about it. Monks are dull and have a sharp feeling. People like Qiu Shizheng who have been in high positions for a long time and have a certain degree of excuse will naturally have the aura of a superior person. From this, there is nothing surprising about guessing their identity.

However, Qiu Shizheng did not think so. The abbot of the Kuxin saw his origin at a glance, which made him feel that the monk Kuxin was a master of Taoism. He said with a smile: "Master of the abbot of the Kuxin is very good at seeing his eyes. I have lived in Jingbo for a long time, but I didn't know that the abbot of the Ashoka Temple has great achievements. I am ashamed."

The monk Juxin gave a tribute and said, "Good, good, Qiu Tanyue doesn't know anything. The old monk's ability to read people is not as good as that of a senior brother."

Ye Zhiran smiled again and introduced: "These two, one of them, one of them was Zhao and the other one of them, Pei, but they were successful people in the business world."

The monk painstakingly looked at Zhao Jie and Pei Feifei. The old monk was able to be beautiful and unsurprising. With his ability to read people, Zhao Jie and Pei Feifei could see clearly, and said, "Amitabha, both female Tan Yue are very human. Please sit in the meditation room and the monk will serve tea to the four Tan Yue."

The monk painstakingly took out a set of tea sets in the closet for the four of them without failing the hands of the guest master. It was a bit old and clear, but the porcelain surface of the tea set was smooth and crystal clear, and the cup was very delicate. It should be a valuable set of precious tea sets. Then he said to the guest master: "Go and burn a pot of rootless water from the rain at Qingming Festival."

Most temples that have been in their own way for more than a hundred years have tea trees, and they are all famous products. The monk who worked hard to take out a can of tea from a locked closet and poured it into a tea cup. Before he could make tea, it seemed that there was a tea fragrance.

The monk Kude said, "Serious, good, junior brother, I haven't seen you take out this tea for three days, but now I've taken it out, and I still have a common thought in my heart."

The monk Qiuxin retorted: "Senior Brother, since you have no common ideas, why do you care that you didn't use this can of tea for you before?"

The monk was so sad that he was stunned and speechless.

So the two old monks in the meditation room were as if they had entered a state of meditation, sitting upright and waiting for the hot water of the monk who knew the guest.

After a moment of pause, the monk took the freshly burned rootless water, placed the teapot on the table, lifted the lid of the pot, and the water vapor was swaying.

The monk Qiuxin waited for the water to be warm and said, "Four Tan Yue, this rootless water was taken from the first rain in Qingming Festival, and it was the clearest, but the water was soft and gentle..." While saying that, brewing tea.

The old monk seemed to be slow and had no special features before, but when making tea, he seemed extremely dignified. He first gave a respectful salute to the West, then relaxed his arms, calmly, and his techniques were mysterious. He raised his hands and feet to show everyone's style.

The tea leaves picked before Qingming Festival are bent into a snail shape, with a uniform layer of fine white fluff on the edge. When hot water soaks, the tea leaves are stretched out and show their original shape in the water. The tea water is green and fragrant.

Ye Zhiran couldn't help but praise: "Master Abbot, it's indeed a good tea."

“Good tea and hospitality.”

The monk Kuide said unhappily: "Junior brother, your words seem shallow."

The monk painstakingly smiled and said, "Amitabha, the monk is the host of Ashoka Temple. I am grateful to the four Tan Yues who do good deeds and kindness. If I have the reputation of you, all the pilgrims from all over the world will come to worship you, so there is no need to be such a secular world."

Ye Zhiran and the other four had drunk a lot of good tea. At this time, they saw the painstaking abbot brewing tea like flowing water, and each served the tea cups. They smelled it first, and felt refreshed... Ye Zhiran praised: "Master Abbot, this tea is extraordinary. After drinking this cup, I am afraid that I will often think of asking for tea at Ashoka Temple in the future."

The monk who earnestly said, "Amitabha is what he wishes, and he dare not ask for help."

Ye Zhiran turned to ask the monk Kude: "Master Kude hasn't seen him for a long time, and he is in good health."

The monk Kuide looked compassionate and said, "Okay, okay..." He glanced at him, but shook his head slightly.

Ye Zhiran knew that he was going to talk about topics like official fortune, so he didn't like to listen to it, so he asked, "Mr. Zhao has been to Donglin Temple, so does the master have no impression?"

"Amitabha, the donor Zhao and the donor Zhao were traveling to Donglin Temple that day, and there was one of your confidants who was with him. How could the monk forget it? What's more, the donor Zhao was very kind and repaired Donglin Temple, so that the name of Donglin Temple was widely spread, and the monk was deeply grateful." The monk Kude said that the Zhao company repaired Donglin Temple and built a mountain passage in order to develop Xishan tourist attractions, which greatly increased the number of tourists. Donglin Temple was in full bloom.

Zhao Jie asked with a smile: "Master, how do you see my fortune?"

"Good, good, donor Zhao has had a series of happy events recently. Not only did he have a son, but his nose was rosy and shiny. This is a fortune with abundant wealth."

Pei Feifei hurriedly asked, "Master, look at my fortune?"

The monk looked at her for a long time, but he didn't say anything...

Pei Feifei asked: "Master, can you speak hindered? But it doesn't matter."

The monk's compassion became stronger and stronger. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha, the female donor's face is surrounded by purple and green air. The monk cannot see through the truth and is ashamed."

Pei Feifei settled for the second best and asked the abbot for painstaking efforts: "Master Abbot, please see how my fortune is?"

The abbot was quite sleek and said, "Good, good, the more rich and noble the girl is, she meets noble people in her life. Remember to do more good deeds and make more good connections, and you will be able to do everything in a complete way..."

Pei Feifei was overjoyed and said to Qiu Shizheng with a smile: "Boss, I will go to Ashoka Temple to do something another day."

Qiu Shizheng nodded slowly and said, "Doing good deeds to make good connections. Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. Since you promise to do something, you must do your words."

"That natural."

Compared with Kude, the abbot of the Kude has a huge difference in appearance. Although both of his hair and beard are white, Kude has a thin face and wrinkles on his face. However, Kude, the abbot of the Kude has a shiny face and a rosy complexion.

At this time, the abbot of painstaking efforts heard the conversation between Pei Feifei and Qiu Shizheng, and smiled like Maitreya, saying: "Doing something can make a great relationship with you. The blessings of the two Tan Yue will continue to be passed down in the future. We will be blessed by my Buddha."

The monk Kude looked sad, and kept chanting the scriptures: "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

In the Zen room, Zhao Jie saw the monk's face feeling sad, and looked at Ye Zhiran intentionally or unintentionally. Ye Zhiran didn't believe in the monk's and Taoist priests' view, but he leisurely savored the fragrant tea and said to Zhao Jie: "Mr. Zhao, if you drink other tea leaves three times, the fragrance will gradually fade, but this pot of green tea in Ashoka Temple is a recipe for two or three times, which is very different from other tea leaves."

The abbot said: "The more you don't know, the better tea in the world needs to be brewed with good water. The water for making tea is better, the first rainwater of Qingming Festival is better. The rootless water has no impurities, and the water is the purest and softest; after falling to the ground and taking root, the water will harden if there are other impurities in the water. Generally speaking, the deeper the water is, the harder, so to make good tea, you need to get rootless water, and the first rain of Qingming Festival is better."

"Oh, there is also this truth. It turns out that listening to your talk is better than reading for ten years."

The abbot of painstaking efforts naturally saw that Ye Zhiran and Zhao Jie's identities were no worse than those of the other two. He wanted to get close to them, so that they might want to come to Ashoka Temple to do something and flourish the reputation of Ashoka Temple. He looked at Ye Zhiran for a while and said, "Ye Tanyue, your appearance is also a rich and noble person. If you do more good deeds and make good connections, your future will be limitless."

"I agree with Master Abbot's words..."

The abbot's face cleared and he recited: "Amitabha..."

"However, self-cultivation is about cultivating the mind. If you always have good thoughts and do good deeds, and think about the people of the world, it is much more beneficial than going to a temple to burn incense and worship Buddha."
Chapter completed!