A little awkward...

Under the gaze of the Bian Ji, Lian Yin slowly let go of the hand covering the little shaman, and at the same time moved a step aside, holding the umbrella with his hand again, standing in a manner.

In Bian Ji's eyes, this action seemed to be more obvious.

As soon as the little novice monk was freed from Lianyin's hand, he immediately closed his hands together, hurriedly recited "Amitabha" and bowed to Bianji. He bowed his body and sticked his butt, and most of his back was exposed to the rain, which was soaked by the rain for a while.

Lianyin saw that he was funny like a little rat who saw a cat. Although she didn't laugh, she at least resolved a lot of the embarrassment she had just now, making her calm again, and dared to move her eyes to the position where the Bianji was standing.

Looking up, Bian Ji turned around and left the window. A few seconds later, the door of the side hall was opened from the inside, revealing Bian Ji wearing a monk's robe.

Bian Ji opened the door and saw that one big and one small were standing in the rain. He held an umbrella in his hand to cover the rain, but a trace of wet appeared on his lower body. He clasped his hands and muttered "Amitabha" and said to the two: "The rain seems to be getting heavier, so it's better to come in and take shelter from the rain first."

His invitation not only stunned Xiaoxia, but also surprised the sound.

However, the little novice monk reacted quickly and immediately responded, as if he knew that Lianyin would definitely lose his links. He did not forget to turn around and ask Lianyin to enter the side hall first. For this reason, he pretended to say: "Female donor, great master, please invite the female donor into the hall to shelter from the rain."

Lian Yin looked at the two monks at one glance, but finally did not lose the chain. First, he said "Thank you, great master" to the debate machine, and then pretended to say "Thank you, little master" to the little shaman, and walked towards the side hall with a step.

The little novice immediately followed her and entered the side hall with her.

When Lianyin entered the hall, the Bian Ji, who was standing next to the door, performed a ceremonial ritual to her again.

According to etiquette rules, Lianyin should return the ceremony. But Lianyin knows these rules, and her attention is all on the interior of the side hall.

The layout in the hall is very simple. Apart from the tables with books, the most conspicuous and eye-catching ones are the rows of bookshelves.

Moreover, each row of bookshelves is filled with books, and the huge number can catch up with a small library.

Lianyin looked at the ancient books, and the light could not be controlled in her eyes, and she was silently admiring.

Bian Ji and others entered the hall, and pointed to a cushion near the window in the hall and said to Lianyin: "Please sit with a female donor."

Lianyin reluctantly withdrew her eyes, thanked Bian Ji, and sat down without thinking. As for the little novice monk who had no place to sit, he could only follow Bian Ji, watching Bian Ji take a teapot on the low table next to him, brew a cup of hot tea, and hand it to Lian Yin.

Lian Yin was treated like this and didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, the little novice monk looked at her and was dissatisfied with her, as if she had bullied Bian Ji.

Lianyin skipped the expression of the little novice monk and continued to look on the large book shelf. She guessed in her heart that there were some books piled on the shelf. However, monks like Bian Ji, who were called great masters, should be all scriptures. Although she did not have much knowledge of scriptures, it would be a very beautiful thing to read these real ancient books.

By the way, there is also the "Stories of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty".

When he thought of the content related to the book, Lianyin's thoughts immediately turned off.

It was only then that I realized that she had studied this book when she was studying. It covered so many aspects, including geographical situations in various places, water and land transportation, climate, products, ethnic groups, language, history, politics, economic life, religion, culture, customs, etc., as well as the situation of religious temples in various places and Buddhist stories and legends.

However, due to the differences between ancient and modern cultures, even if many masters from later generations have annotated this book, there are still many places that have not been thoroughly studied and understood. This point is not only that, but many scholars in later generations have the same idea.

Now that I see this writer again, Lianyin suddenly has many ideas. For example, I can do academic research with this monk.

After receiving Lianyin, Bianji sat back to the low wooden table where he translated scriptures, looked at Lianyin and asked, "The female donor has come back, and today is still the purpose of the last time?"

Reminding his thoughts, Lianyin took a sip with hot tea in her hand, and she was wet, and suppressed the thought that had just emerged, forcing herself to do the work first. She nodded and said, "My master has long admired the name of the great virtue. Today, she specifically asked me to come here to imagine that the great virtue would express my feelings."

The little novice nodded beside him, as if expressing satisfaction that Lianyin did not fall out of the chain again.

But the little novice monk was obviously too happy because Bian Ji said immediately: "In this way, I still said the same thing in the last time. I also asked the female donor to go back and tell me, please don't have to do this again in the future."

The little novice monk immediately changed into a bitter face, winked at Lianyin, asking her to continue exerting force.

Lian Yin glanced at the little novice monk and secretly thought that he had many plays. However, after being funny, she still cooperated with the little novice monk's expectations and said to the debate machine: "There is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist pagoda. Since the great master is a great master, he must have understood this very well. In this case, why do great masters still be so cruel to trap slaves in life and death?"

As soon as these words were said, not only Bian Ji was stunned, but even the little novice monk who had a lot of scenes just now looked at Lian Yin. At this time, the two of them were afraid that they had the same idea. Is this female donor true or not? Is it so serious?

Lianyin got up and carried the wooden box placed next to him, and directly mentioned the table where Bian Ji was sitting. At the same time, she knelt down to Bian Ji and said, "Before coming, my master had already spoken. If I can't let the great master accept my feelings this time, I have to think about how to explain it myself. How can I explain it, a little maid?"

Bian Ji looked at her directly, obviously shocked by her words. At this time, there is no such thing as not being polite and not being listened to. Men and women who don’t understand can avoid suspicion.

"So, I hope that the great master can save the suffering and the life of the slave!" Lian Yin said, pushing the wooden box a little in the direction of the debate machine.

Looking back at Bian Ji, Lian Yin's eyes were sincere. There was no point in her eyes asking for something, and there was no fear of life. If you really want to say something, Bian Ji only saw calmness and calmness.
Chapter completed!