Chapter 28: I'm really tired every day

　　 "Jushi Yang, this is the Buddhist scripture you want today..."
　　 A handsome young monk held a simple Buddhist scripture and knocked on Su Yi's door.
　　 "I have a little master."
　　 Su Yi put down his hand that was writing quickly, rubbed his slightly sour wrist, and said to the little monk with a smile.
"Jushi Yang is polite, this is what the little monk should do..." The little monk walked in with the Buddhist scriptures, and placed the Buddhist scriptures by Su Yi's hand, his eyes rolled slightly unconsciously, and the whole handsome face suddenly He twisted, as if he had eaten Huanglian and drank vinegar in his mouth.
Amitabha, I heard that this Jushi Yang is a man of great filial piety. In order to have a happy birthday for his mother, he came to Shaolin Temple not far away. He first respected thousands of taels of silver for incense and then invested in Shaolin Qian. Hundreds of Buddha statues have been refurbished all over again. Isn't the cost thousands more? And what he asked for was nothing more than a few Buddhist scriptures...
　　 Now this Jushi Yang has been in the Shaolin Temple for nearly ten days, and he is really focused on copying books behind closed doors. In addition to daily convenience and eating, he has not been out of the room for half a step. I really have great perseverance!
　　 just...
　　 The little monk looked at the dutiful son in front of him in confusion, with a look of incomprehension...
　　 This Jushi Yang looked at a talented person, gentle and handsome. He was also polite and polite. At first glance, he looked like a great talent with poems and books, and coupled with his great perseverance, how could he write so ugly?
　　 The little monk couldn't help but glanced at it again and compared it... Amitabha, even the little monk, I wrote much better than him. Oh, there is a typo!
　　 Do you want to tell him? If he told him, would he become angry and beat me to the little monk? The little monk fell into entanglement.
　　 Seeing that this little monk didn't leave after sending the Buddhist scriptures, his eyes still frequently fell on the words he had copied, Su Yi couldn't help but blush on his face.
My family knows my own affairs. As a modern person who has used fountain pens and ballpoint pens for a long time, the pen holder in his hand suddenly changed to a writing brush. what! It is very difficult for us to write it now.
　　 I remembered that when I first started copying, I didn’t use a brush at all. I could only imitate it stroke by stroke by relying on my outstanding wrist strength after practicing internal skills. The hard work at that time was really not enough for outsiders! Compared with that time, it has improved a lot now, at least now has a glyph, right? Can you barely meet people?
It has been several days since I came to Shaolin Temple. In order not to be noticeable, Su Yi has transcribed several scriptures including the Diamond Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Poro Paramita Heart Sutra. Absolutely more than ten thousand...
　　 held the brush for several days and made gestures, he now has the illusion of finger twitching.
　　 can't copy anymore, otherwise the fingers will turn into chicken feet. I'm afraid that I won't even be able to hold the sword. That would be really a bad thing...
After thinking about it carefully, the time should be almost ripe. Su Yi pretended to be amiable, smiled kindly at the little monk, and asked with a smile: "Little master, I want to ask you something next time. In the temple, is there a Lenga Sutra?"
"Langa Sutra?" The little monk pondered, and replied with Su Yi's nervous and expectant gaze: "The Buddhist sutras collected in our Shaolin Temple are the most complete in the world. It is natural that we are such a famous sutra. Yes, and it's still written by Bodhidharma, this is the only one in the world!"
"Oh oh oh, that would be better..." Su Yi was a little trembling when he spoke with excitement, and he asked nervously, "I wonder if I can ask the little master to help me get this scripture tomorrow? With the Lranga Sutra in the copied scriptures, my mother will definitely be happy and crazy."
　　 Not just my mother, even I will go crazy with joy! At that time, I thank you eight generations of ancestors! ! !
Su Yi stared at the little monk closely. His chest was beating fast, as if he was about to jump out of his chest at any time. If the little monk said a word at this moment, Su Yi would have a sudden cardiac arrest immediately and he fell to death. .
　　 "Of course there is no problem!" The little monk did not disappoint Su Yi. In his excited eyes, he slapped his chest and vowed: "Tomorrow the little monk will bring the Lengga Sutra to the layman, but..."
　　 As he talked, he hesitated slightly again, as if he was confused by some problem.
　　 "Just what?" Su Yi asked nervously, "But what's the inconvenience?"
"It's not inconvenient..." The little monk hesitated to look at the Buddhist scriptures he had just sent, then glanced at the Buddhist scriptures that Su Yi had copied half of them, and hesitated: "Jushi Yang still has one and a half Buddhist scriptures that have not been copied. , Even if the little monk sends the Lenga Sutra tomorrow, I’m afraid I won’t be able to use it for the time being. How about copying this copy first?"
　　 "Huh? Wait any more?" Su Yi was anxious, but I came for it, and finally you agreed to give it to me. How can I wait?
Hey, my violent temper, Su Yi exasperated and said loudly: "It's just a Buddhist scripture. I will copy all of him tonight. Little master, you must not delay any more time. If you missed my mother's Birthday, isn’t the hard work in the next few days just spent?"
　　 "What the layman said is reasonable. If Yang lays down all these Buddhist scriptures, then the young monk will get you the Langa Sutra tomorrow, and it will never delay Ling's mother's birthday."
　　 "In that case, then the little master has worked hard..." Su Yi patted the little monk on the head with satisfaction to show his closeness. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
　　 "It's not hard...Thanks to Jushi Yang, the food at Shaolin Temple is much better these days than before! The little monk is also very happy to be able to help Donor Yang with some small things!"
　　 The little monk is really innocent, but because the food is better, he is very grateful to Su Yi.
"Just for you, when I leave Shaolin Temple, I will pay for the incense money~~~ um~~~ plus five hundred taels!" Su Yicai is generous, plus tomorrow you can get the "Nine Suns", happy , With a wave of the big sleeve, another five hundred taels were thrown out.
　　 "Thank you Jushi Yang!" The little monk laughed happily as expected.
　　 "As long as the little master can deliver the Lengka Sutra on time tomorrow, it will be the best reward for the next."
"You will never let Jushi Yang down, well, Jushi Yang, you should concentrate on copying the scriptures, otherwise I am afraid you will not have time to sleep tonight... The little monk will leave." The little monk reminded Su Yi obediently One sentence, and then left the room to Su Yi so that he could copy the book quietly.
"Ah~~~" Su Yi's vigorous spirit disappeared immediately. He looked sadly at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand that had not been copied and the new Buddhist scriptures that he had just sent today, with a painful expression on his face. The way is to do a full set of the show, or to work overtime honestly, just copy it.
　　 "Nine Suns"! How many sins have I suffered for you!
　　While struggling to write, Su Yi was crying, his fingers are sour, and the brush is so hard to use, Lord God, give me a ballpoint pen!