Quick Wear: Female Supporting Role

Chapter 61: Dare to admit mistakes

Thick black smoke rose outside the temple, and the temple residents were frightened and rushed over with buckets of water, but there was no spark except black smoke.

The reason was that Ling Ruoli was originally planning to have a barbecue, and the firewood was burning fine, but she just added some too much firewood, and then it became like this, with choking smoke coming out, so she ran out.

"Ahem." She was holding the uncooked rabbit meat in her hand, and one hand kept moving to drive away the thick smoke beside her.

Unfortunately, when he turned around, he was stuck in a stalemate with the monks who had come to put out the fire.

"Good morning, aren't you doing morning lessons?" She smiled awkwardly. Could it be the smell of barbecue? That shouldn't be the case, it should be raw.

That was the thick smoke rising into the sky behind her, and she didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"Amitabha"

"Donor, how can you kill here!" Then more than a dozen monks chanted sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn, like flies flying in front of him, Ling Ruoli quickly covered his ears.

Master Juechen came over and said bluntly: "Good!"

"Donor, you have committed murder in my Buddhist land. This behavior is unforgivable. Donors are not allowed to come to Puyin Temple in the future."

"As the saying goes: wine and meat pass through the intestines but remain in the heart. It's okay, right?" Ling Ruoli clapped her hands. She didn't realize how wrong she was at all.

"We were wrong. Let us apologize to the masters here," Murong Lian said apologetically as she came over with the honey pot.

"Alas, the two donors have stayed here for many days. Your injuries are no longer serious. Please leave the mountain as soon as possible."

"Hey, you're ordering me to leave," Ling Ruoli said, "I admit that I did something dishonest. Well, according to your rules, I'll accept whatever punishment you give me."

"Ali is absolutely right. We are willing to be punished."

Instead, all the monks looked at Master Juechen, waiting for his decision.

"Since it is the donor's request, recite the sutra a thousand times and copy the Lotus Sutra a hundred times." He paused. "In addition, three morning prayers and three days of cleaning the courtyard."

"What?" Ling Ruoli couldn't accept it for a moment.

A monk said: "If the donor gives up, please go back home."

"How could that be? I take both penalties."

Ling Ruoli looked at Murong Lian in surprise, "Ah" She just said it casually just now, can she regret it now?

She hated morning reading and copying the most, and happened to have to do both.

"Let's go," she said hastily, "Thank you for your hospitality. Here, this thing is for you." She left the game she caught and left with her people.

Murong Lian pulled the man back and said, "Ali, we were wrong first. Master Juechen has already shown mercy. Don't mess around."

“I can also choose to leave immediately.”

"Send the Donor"

Seeing that Murong Lian was quite unhappy, she bowed her head and admitted her mistake, took a step forward and bowed deeply, "Master Juechen, I'm sorry. I, Ling Ruoli, have long hair and short knowledge and am ignorant. I have offended the pure land of Buddhism. I am willing to accept the punishment. I will repay you for not taking my faults into account. Please forgive me."

"Zhenghong, take them to the Sutra Library," Juechen said, "Then please move on."

"Donor, please come this way"

"It's just a few short articles, just pretend I didn't copy them." Ling Ruoli arrived at the Sutra Library and rubbed his hands, as if he was ready for battle.

After a stick of incense, she collapsed. This was not just copying books, it felt like moving a mountain of scrolls.

Ling Ruoli picked up a bundle of scrolls, a little incredulous, "Are you sure this is the Lotus Sutra, but you got the wrong one."

The young monk who managed the library explained considerately: "It can't be wrong. What you have in your hand is the Universal Gate Chapter of the Lotus Sutra, which has 2062 words."

She thought about it and decided that there weren’t many words, so she would just make do.

The young monk continued, "The Lotus Sutra is the Mahayana Buddhist teaching, with 28 chapters, 7 volumes, and about 80,000 words. It's all here."

After hearing his words, Ling Ruoli's body shook a little.

"Ali, if you don't want to, just rest aside."

"No," Ling Ruoli said, and then turned to ask the little monk, "Where is Master Juechen?"

"Master should be chanting in the meditation room at this moment."

She curled her lips, sat down, picked up a pen and copied it word for word, but there were no punctuation marks on the book at all, and there were many words she had never seen before. Ling Ruoli was completely confused.

"This Buddhist scripture doesn't make sense at all. Who compiled it?" She started complaining after copying it for a while.

Murong Lian explained it to her carefully, and only then did she understand the punctuation.

Thinking of her own morning reading, she felt sympathy. She looked at the little monk who was tidying up the bookshelf not far away and said, "So that's how it is. It seems that your morning lessons are not easy either."

"Donor, you are joking!"