Chapter 224: Farming, Practicing, and Reading
"What a poetic sentence. This Buddhist disciple is not a simple person."
"It's really interesting. If Takeda meets him now, it will be difficult for him to win."
"Is there something important that he came to see Master Liansheng for?"
"I'm not sure, but it is foreseeable that more and more people will come to Master Liansheng in the future."
At this point, Akechi Mitsuhide had a sly smile on his face. He was looking forward to the visitors' wonderful expressions when they heard about Master Liansheng when he was still in high school.
It must be very interesting.
"I'm going to buy some things. I'll leave the temple to you."
"Don't worry, I still have this confidence."
……
In the evening, when Hiramiya Chiya returned, Akechi Mitsuhide was already cultivating the designated farmland.
The strength is okay, but the cultivated vegetable field is... a mess, as if it was kicked up by a group of wild boars.
Ruyi stayed in the temple, chatting and preaching to the believers who came to worship, leaving Akechi Mitsuhide alone to have fun in the fields.
You can tell at first glance that he isn't someone who can do farm work.
Pinggong Qianye went back home first, then changed into a neat outfit of short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and went to the field behind the temple in slippers.
The entire field is about 15 meters long and 12 meters wide, which is a medium size.
This place is very close to Arakawa, right on the riverbank, and the soil is okay, not too poor.
"Hiragiya, do you want to try it too?"
Seeing the arrival of Hiramiya Chiye, Akechi Mitsuhide paused his actions, pressed the hoe handle with both hands, and struck a pose that he thought was cool.
"Do you need me to take a picture of you?"
"Then wait until there's more sweat on my face before taking the photo. That way it will be more realistic."
"I think I need to go to the Wild Boar Association first and ask them if they have any way to deal with the herds of wild boars. Otherwise, even the best fields will be ruined."
Akechi Mitsuhide looked embarrassed and said, "This is my first time using a hoe. I really don't know how to cultivate the land..."
He gave Pinggong Qianye a look and said, "How about you try it too?"
Pinggong Chiye put his slippers at the edge of the field and walked into the field barefoot.
Walking barefoot on the soft soil is a very comfortable experience.
When he was a child, he often ran around barefoot and only wore shoes in summer and winter.
At that time, shoes were a kind of constraint, and it seemed that even my steps would slow down when I put them on.
Pinggong Qianye glanced at the messy field, picked out a rake suitable for loosening the soil from a pile of farm tools beside it, and started from the edge to smooth out the messy hoe marks and the thick and uneven soil layers.
Akechi Mitsuhide, who wanted to see Master Rensheng's farming experience, stood by and observed quietly.
He found that Pinggong Qianye's movements were neither hurried nor slow, and were very methodical, and the strength in his hands was just right.
Every time the rake falls and passes, it can smooth out the soil in a small area.
It's like using a comb to smooth out the wrinkles on an old man's face.
After watching for a while, Akechi Mitsuhide also began to swing the hoe with full enthusiasm.
But he was too energetic, and his strength changed from light to heavy, making the flat field bumpy, with the largest height difference probably being 20 centimeters.
Maybe Mingzhi is not suitable for hoeing the fields. He should learn carpentry and go to the forest to chop trees. Maybe he can even meet Big Bear and Little Bear.
After thinking about it for a while, Heimiya Chiye reminded Akechi Mitsuhide of the things he should pay attention to when hoeing the fields.
For many things, the harder you work, the more you gain, and the same goes for hoeing the fields.
The dim sunset light was shining, and the cool evening breeze was blowing, blowing through the tender grass on the ground and raising ripples on the Arakawa River.
Ruyi temporarily finished her work at the temple and when she came to deliver water, she saw that Hiramiya Chiya and Akechi Mitsuhide had already cultivated an entire field and were dividing it into areas, discussing what vegetables and fruits to plant in each area.
After watching for a while, Ruyi returned to the temple and went to the kitchen to start working.
When the sun completely set between the mountains, Ruyi came over and shouted, asking them to prepare for dinner.
"It's finally time for dinner. It's not easy!"
Akechi Mitsuhide came out of the field mumbling, covered in dust.
It’s really not easy.
After finishing his work, Heimiya Chiye packed up his farm tools, went to the edge of the field, wiped off the mud on his feet, put on his shoes, and followed Akechi Mitsuhide, who was carrying a pile of farm tools on his shoulders, back to the temple.
He had no experience in farm work, and it was indeed difficult for him to try it himself.
For an ordinary student, whether in high school or college, if they sit in the classroom for a long time and really have to work in the fields for half a day, it is basically equivalent to taking away half of their lives.
At night, Heimiya Chiye and two others had dinner under the big banyan tree outside the temple. During the conversation, they talked about the results of Takeda Saburo's competition today and the Buddhist disciple who came to visit.
Come as fate dictates and leave as excitement dictates?
Pinggong Qianye didn't care too much about it. He would see it naturally when the time came.
Buddhism has always emphasized the law of fate. It is normal to meet and part ways according to fate.
"After a day of farm work, how do you feel? Has your empty heart been filled?"
"I was busy working today... I feel relaxed now. I don't feel the emptiness and boredom I felt before. All I'm thinking about is how to plant, water, and fertilize tomorrow."
"Keep it up."
"Working is really the best way to kill loneliness and emptiness!" Akechi Mitsuhide sighed. As the night deepened, Heimiya Chiya stayed in the main hall, practicing the fire offering method in front of Mahavairocana.
Visualize the Homa ritual instruments as being in the dark void, and the flame of Vairocana Tathagata burning everything.
All you see is golden flames, and your body sits cross-legged in the middle of it, constantly being burned and tempered by the flames.
Both physically and mentally, we are constantly improving towards a better side.
After practicing for about two hours, Pinggong Qianye got up, burned incense to Vairocana Tathagata, and then passed by the monks' quarters to observe the status of Qingxuandeng.
It was a very magical state of deep sleep. She was clearly not breathing and even her heart had stopped beating, but I could still feel that she was still alive. She was just sleeping soundly and normally.
Is it similar to the hibernation state of snakes during the winter?
It seems to be a step further than the hibernation state of snakes?
Because when snakes hibernate, they simply lower their heart rate to the minimum, their metabolic rate is also greatly reduced, and their demand for food becomes extremely small.
Qingxuande's heart stopped beating completely, as if it was maintaining a constant state.
Moreover, she has never eaten since her birth... The energy in the relics is to promote the evolution of life, not to fill the stomach.
Indestructible and unchanging, always the same.
This is an extremely high level, and Qing Xingdeng obviously hasn't reached that level of practice yet.
Perhaps this is the peculiarity of the great monster.
Pinggong Qianye stayed in the room for a while, and when he left, he once again asked Luo Xinfu to guard the room.
As he walked out of the temple gate, Akechi Mitsuhide and Ruyi were on a video call with Takeda Saburo and Hiratani Shuichi. He did not disturb them and returned to his home.
Take a bath and review your homework.
At about 12 o'clock in the night, there was some noise coming from the temple.
Pinggong Qianye stood up, opened the window, and looked towards the Weilian Ancient Temple. At the gate, besides Ruyi and Akechi Mitsuhide, there was another monk.
His condition was very bad, with a bloody hole in his heart.
Pinggong Qianye closed the window, opened the door and went downstairs.
When he arrived at Weilian Ancient Temple, Ruyi and Akechi Mitsuhide had already helped the person to the monks' quarters in the backyard to rest.
"Master Liansheng is here. Your injuries can be cured."
"Ping Gong, come and take a look. His injuries are very serious and strange."
Seeing Heimiya Chiye coming, Ruyi and Akechi Mitsuhide hurriedly made way.
Pinggong Qianye walked to the bed. Lying on the bed was a young monk who looked a bit like Ruyi, and was the frail type.
At this moment, his face was as pale as snow, his lips were black and purple, and there was a small hole as thick as a thumb on his chest. It looked like a snake had drilled through his heart and penetrated through it, leaving a mark.
The monk's robe at the wound site had been torn off by Ruyi and Akechi Mitsuhide.
The purple wound looked like a sign of poisoning, which prevented blood from flowing out of the wound. A strange energy was attached to it, constantly devouring the intact flesh and blood around the wound, causing the wound to continue to expand.
After observing for a while, Pinggong Qianye looked solemn. A cluster of golden Buddha fire ignited at the tip of his right index finger and he touched the wound of the monk.
There was the sizzling sound of flames and the smell of barbecue.
But the smell is not fragrant at all, instead it is a bit stinky, making people feel nauseous and want to vomit.
Wherever the Buddha's fire touches, the strange energy dissipates and is purified.
effective.
Pinggong Qianye carefully controlled the Buddha's fire, burning from the wound on the monk's chest to the bloody hole all the way to his back.
The severe pain caused the monk's muscles to twitch, and he woke up from the pain even though he was already unconscious.
But he tried hard to grit his teeth and not let himself scream in pain, so as not to affect Pinggong Qianye's treatment.
After about 5 minutes, Pinggong Qianye dispersed the Buddha's fire, then gently patted the wound, and the blood flowed out of the wound normally.
Fortunately, it is not highly toxic.
Pinggong Qianye checked him again and asked Ruyi to bandage his wound.
"Master Liansheng..."
The monk lying on the bed seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Akechi Mitsuhide, "You should rest well in your current state. You really think you are an iron man."
"Take a rest first, we'll talk later."
Pinggong Qianye knew that the monk was holding on. Just enduring the burning of the Buddha's fire was not something that an ordinary person could endure.
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
The monk murmured something and fell into a deep sleep.
Akechi Mitsuhide pulled Hiramiya Chiye out of the room and left Ruyi inside to take care of her.
"This monk is the Buddhist disciple of Shitennoji Temple we mentioned today, Takeda's junior fellow apprentice, Master Mingbai."
Buddha?
Are you going to leave right after your debut?
Besides, why did he come to his own temple when he was injured?
Is it a coincidence, or does he think that only he can be protected here?
Hiramiya Chiya thought for a while and asked Akechi Mitsuhide to call Takeda Saburo to explain the situation first.
(End of this chapter)
