Ouyang Rong glanced at him, took the lead in stepping into the hall, took three incense sticks and lit them, and paid some weeks.

Just as the morning bell outside ended, the last bell echoed in the hall.

Ouyang Rong was dedicated and inserted three incense sticks into the incense ash in turn.

Master Shandao's voice came from behind:

"You can tell in the Ming Mansion why the bells are ringing day and night, and they are all 108 times?"

"I don't know, please ask the master."

Master Shandao sang:

"Volume 7 of the Great Wisdom Treatise says that each of the six senses has six kinds of afflictions, multiplied by three lifetimes, it is called the 'hundred and eight kinds of afflictions'... There are 108 kinds of afflictions in human beings, and ringing the morning bell of 108 is to alert the world and break the 108 kinds of afflictions."

He motioned for the rosary in his hand and smiled:

"The number of beads for chanting Buddha's name is also the best grade. Reciting day and night is also a warning to yourself to break away."

Ouyang Rong clasped his fists:

"Been taught a lesson."

Master Shandao asked:

"Do you have something to say to me in the Ming Mansion?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at the old monk:

"Why did the master say this?"

Master Shandao was wearing a purple gold cassock and holding a top-grade Buddhist bead in his hand. He stood with a smile on his face, looking like a monk.

He didn't answer, and changed the topic:

"Mingfu asked someone to send a message in advance. If he didn't prepare a vegetarian, would he want to live in Sanhuiyuan with the donor Ah Qing?"

"Um."

"Ming Mansion was climbed at dawn, have you been to Sanhuiyuan after entering the temple?"

"I've gone, my luggage is in the yard."

Master Shandao slowly caressed his beard and sighed:

"A Qing donor will be happy to see Ming Mansion."

"A Qing is not here. I heard from Yunniang that she went to Meiluyuan to clean yesterday, and it was a night at the foot of the mountain."

"It's okay, I can see A Qing donor in the evening in the Ming Mansion. Every time she comes back, she will bring some small snacks to Xiufa and the others, and sometimes she will help the old monks in the temple to sew monk robes... She is really kind and virtuous."

Ouyang Rong quietly walked out of the hall, and Master Shandao followed slowly and talked about Ah Qing's family, such as the recovery of Liu's mother's illness.

Ouyang Rong listened silently, and at one moment, he suddenly turned back:

"I want to go to the Pure Land Palace to have a look."

Master Shandao nodded immediately:

"Please follow me."

When passing by Ouyang Rong, the old monk looked down at the pastry box he was holding and sighed:

"Amitabha, Xiuzhen has been in the underground palace for many years. Many of the fellows in the temple have forgotten him. It is rare that Mingfu has this kind of heart and still remember him."

Ouyang Rong looked at the old monk's back and did not reply.

The two came all the way to Beitianji Nursing Home.

As the benevolent government under Ouyang Rong, after he left office, the Jiyangyuan was still strictly implemented by the magistrate of Diao County and adopted the poor disabled young and young people.

Ouyang Rong followed Master Shandao to the yard silently and came to the dry well in the backyard.

Three years have passed.

There wasn't much change in the backyard, but the greenery was a little more intense.

The wellhead is still surrounded by tall stone railings... Since the young county magistrate and Sanliang patients fell into the well late at night that day, Donglin Temple has strengthened its protection.

The two stopped in front of the wellhead and just put down the ladder, Ouyang Rong turned around and stopped Master Shandao from going down:

"Master, go and do it. Just leave a ladder. I'll go down and take a walk by myself."

"good."

Master Shandao wanted to speak but stopped.

"What else does the master do?"

"Mingfu, you are from the Landeng Temple Fair..."

Ouyang Rong changed his previous tone at this moment:

"I won't go, Master, don't preach me to rest in Donglin Temple."

Master Shandao looked at the young man's somewhat calm face and nodded calmly:

"I understand. I am really happy to be alone in the Ming Mansion. I will let the monks of the temple get farther away from Sanhuiyuan, and take a detour in the morning class in the past and not bother me. The Ming Mansion has a good rest. What instructions can I tell Xiufa or me?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:

"Prepare an ordinary monk's robes, it doesn't matter whether the new or old or the clothes of the pilgrims and workers in the temple. It's okay. Prepare them all today and send them to Sanhuiyuan."

Master Shandao looked at the young governor with some surprise.

His eyes fell on his white-washed blue Confucian shirt.

Master Shandao nodded slowly:

"I understand. Since the Ming Mansion is a meditation, everything is simple, so I have a suggestion."

"What."

"Ring the bell 108 times a day, once in the morning and evening to eliminate worries and realize the mind and see the nature."

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he nodded.

Master Shandao left suddenly.

Ouyang Rong went to the underground palace.

He got up and walked up, advised him not to go to the dull monk above hell, sat on the ground, and opened the food box.

Set out a few plates of pastries and spread your hands to show off.

"It's not a wedding candy, I don't know if the master will just eat it, it will definitely be the next time."

Xiuzhen sat down happily and feasted.

Ouyang Rong held his chin and was in a state of consciousness for a long time.

After a while, he stood up, walked towards the north stone wall, and stroked the murals on the wall.

His arm was stretched into the wall, unobstructed.

Then he walked into the painting wall directly in front of Xiuzhen, who was busy with food.

The golden light wrapped around his body.

But immediately, he walked out of the wall again and shook his head gently.

There is no Yunmengze behind the mural.

The investigation failed, and he gave up walking out.

From passing through the wall to returning, for about three breaths, the golden sword energy dissipated.

This golden sword energy is one of the changing Ding Sword magic powers of [Emperor Wen], and it is of the defensive nature.

Ouyang Rong discovered that with the help of golden light, not only can the whole body be empty like a bubble, but also some parts can be empty into bubbles, and objects he contacts, such as clothes, can carry sword energy.

Ouyang Rong is still a little unfamiliar with using it and is still exploring it.

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked back at the empty underground palace.

Don't know what to think about.

Xiuzhen is still consuming pastries.

Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and entered the Merit Tower.

He glanced at the blue-gold font above the little wooden fish.

【Merit: 3,218】

After saying goodbye to the far-distance monk that day, his merits surged a lot in surprise.

However, this time, Ouyang Rong finally understood the source of this part of the merits that have recently exploded.

It was the Xunyang Grottoes hosted by Pei Shisanniang... He couldn't help but think of the beautiful woman who wanted to say but stopped when she reported. It turned out that what she wanted to say at that time was that Xunyang Grottoes were a bit popular.

Ouyang Rong stayed in the underground palace all day and did not leave the underground palace until the evening.

The lonely shadow traveled westward, climbing the bell tower alone, hitting the bell one hundred and eight times, one after another.
To be continued...