Chapter 30: History is always changed unintentionally

　　 In the living room of Master Kuchen, Su Yi is saying goodbye to the abbot.
　　 "Amitabha, has Yang Jushi copied enough Buddhist scriptures? Why not stay here for a few days?"
Master Kuchen looked at Su Yi, who was young in front of him, and his eyes couldn’t hide his appreciation. For more than ten days, he was always paying attention to Su Yi’s whereabouts. After all, a disciple he sent to stay in his own school. , And there is a difference between Taoism and Buddhism, he couldn't help being careless...
　　 And this child did as he said, he didn't have any intention of snooping on the Buddhist scripture pavilion with 72 stunts, but devoted himself to copying Buddhist scriptures in the room.
　　 Alas... Nowadays, there are not many young people who can steadily endure hardships and stand hard work. This young man is so good, why not my Shaolin disciple?
　　 Ku Cheng couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Facing the goodwill retention of Kuchen, Su Yi smiled bitterly: "Although the disciples have copied a lot of Buddhist scriptures in the past few days, they are not enough. If they can, the disciples can't wait to copy all the Buddhist scriptures in Shaolin. Take it home and give it to my mother."
"Ha ha ha..." Ku Cheng couldn't help but smiled, and said with a smile: "How many Shaolin Buddhist scriptures are, if all of them are copied, I'm afraid all the disciples in Shaolin Temple will help together, without months of effort, neither After copying the method, I am afraid that Lingtang’s birthday has already passed by then?"
"Yes... Although the Buddhist scriptures have not yet been copied, my mother's birthday is getting closer and closer. If the disciple does not leave, I am afraid that he will not be able to celebrate her birthday personally, so no matter how unwilling to give up in my heart, I have to reluctantly say goodbye. Fortunately, the disciples have already copied down the few Buddhist scriptures she likes the most, and it is enough to let her elderly see the feelings of the younger generation."
　　 "It's..." Kuchen nodded in approval and said: "If she sees your mind, she will definitely be very happy. The number of Buddhist scriptures does not matter."
Su Yi bowed deeply and said, "So the disciple has to come and say farewell today. In the past few days, when copying the Buddhist scriptures, the disciples are also thinking about the profound meaning of these Buddhist scriptures. Up to now, I only feel that they are different from when they first came to Shaolin. Everything has a different view from the past, as if the heart has been washed by the Dharma. For this big encounter, I would like to thank the abbot for opening the door a few days ago!"
　　 Although it was flattering, Su Yi said these words sincerely, except that the big fortune he was talking about actually refers to the "Nine Suns Zhenjing". To this old monk, he is truly grateful.
"Buddha Amitabha." After hearing Su Yi's words, the grinning on the face of the master of the sadhana became stronger. He said: "Jushi Yang can understand the principles of the Buddhist scriptures. This is the blessing of the layman. It can be seen that the layman and my Buddha are also It's a fate, but it's a pity that the layman has already entered the Changchun real person's sect. Otherwise, even if Lao Na has not accepted a disciple for 30 years, I am afraid he will be tempted..."
　　Don't! ! !
　　 Su Yi's face turned pale after a while, be a monk here? He can't bear this crime. It's no good. You can't say beautiful things anymore. If you go on, if the old monk is really tempted, I am afraid that he can't go. He is going to be a monk here. Hurry up. Bullshit.
　　 said immediately: "The master is joking, and the disciples don't dare to disturb your cleansing anymore. Taking advantage of the early days of today, I will leave the mountain."
　　 "The layman walks slowly. If you have free time in the future, you might as well come to Shaolin to browse the scriptures, maybe you will gain something."
　　 "If the disciple has free time, he will definitely come and chat."
After a deep salute, Su Yi walked out of the abbot’s room and couldn’t help but wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead. Oh my god, I almost couldn’t get out... just now he could see it, this one Master abbot is not polite, he really wants to accept Su Yi as a disciple.
　　 This place is too dangerous, I'll leave now!
　　 Su Yi strode to the outside of the mountain gate. He didn't want to stay at this horrible place at all, so it's better to leave quickly!
　　 Before taking a few steps, a little monk came to face him, the one who has been returning the scriptures for him for more than ten days...
　　 The little monk came over and stopped, looked at Su Yi, and asked with a bit of dismay: "Is the layman leaving?"
　　 Su Yi still has a good impression of this little monk. He said, "Well, yes, there is a banquet in the world, I am leaving, you have to take care in the future."
"En..." The little monk nodded heavily and said, "As a Shaolin disciple, if it is not convenient to go out, he will not be far away, but the little monk will pray for the layman in his heart. I wish the layman a safe journey and wish the layman's mother. Happy birthday, long life!"
　　 "Then I will thank you..." Su Yi couldn't help bending over and patted the little monk's head affectionately, revealing a big smile.
　　 Seeing Su Yi's fading back, the little monk couldn't help but blush.
　　 "Jueyuan, the master is calling you to recite the scriptures, why are you not hurrying?" A young monk ran over and shouted to the sad young monk.
　　 The sadness of the little monk named Jueyuan quickly disappeared, replaced with a panic on his face, "What did the master tell me to recite?"
　　 "Langa Sutra!"
　　 "But I haven't learned it yet!" Jue Yuan was panicked.
　　 "What should I do?"
"Wait a minute, I have a solution." Jue Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something, put away his panic expression, and smiled: "That Jushi Yang copied the Lengka Sutra yesterday, and I have not returned the scriptures back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Well! That's the original text of Master Bodhidharma's handwriting. I'll go to Jushi Yang's room to see the original. Can I remember him quickly?"
　　 The little monk clapped his hands and laughed: "That's right, you can't read it anyway, it's so easy to memorize a scripture, I will help you delay the time first, you come back soon!"
　　 "Well, I'll be back soon."
　　 The little monk bounced and left, and Jue Yuan also sneaked towards Su Yi's room.
　　 At this time, Su Yi had just left, and his room had not yet had time to clean up. Several precious Buddhist scriptures were placed on the table in a disorderly manner. UU reading www.uukanshu.com pen, ink, paper and ink did not put away, Huh? Why did that pen break? As if it was broken deliberately and maliciously, I really don't know who would do such boring things.
　　 "Sie!" Su Yi, who had just come down the mountain, couldn't help but sneezed, and whispered to himself who missed me?
　　 "Oh...this Yang Shi is good everywhere, but he doesn't care much about the Buddhist scriptures..." Jueyuan whispered in his mouth, and began to organize these Buddhist scriptures one by one.
　　 "Okay! I'm going to look at it today. What is the difference between this Lenga Sutra written by Master Bodhidharma and other versions?"
　　 After finishing the Buddhist scriptures, Jueyuan took out the Lenga scriptures and opened the page with a solemn face.
　　 After a long time, after turning the last page, I feel that Yuan Yuan put down the Lenga Sutra in loss, "It's no different from the usual Lenga Sutra, I thought there would be something special!"
　　 Suddenly, he felt as if he had passed by something important, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be just an illusion, probably a psychological effect.
　　 "Oh, it's not good, the master is still waiting for me to recite the scriptures, I have to go quickly."
　　 collected the Lenga Sutra, and Jueyuan ran out of the room quickly and hurried to recite his scripture.
At this time, Su Yi was still walking down the mountain with great enthusiasm. He didn't know that he had unintentionally changed history. Of course, even if he knew it, he would not care at all, or would be complacent. After all... A traveler who likes to change the plot is not a qualified traveler!