Yu Chen was slightly startled, as if he had not expected to meet Shi Ling here. He clasped his hands together and said coldly, "Donor, my Buddhist name is Yu Ning."
Shi Ling was shocked. "What happened after just a few days? How come you even have a Dharma name? Yu Ning Jing Ning, are you two still brothers? If I had come later, would you have shaved your head?"
Jing Ning rolled her eyes as she listened, "Look, he looks like..."
"Xiao Chen, what are these Buddhist scriptures you copied? Why are they all written in the language of Ling and Shi?"
An old man wearing a dark Tang suit and about the same age as Mr. Jing came out of the meditation room next to the temple, holding a few pieces of rice paper covered with scribbled handwriting.
Yu Chen's heart skipped a beat, a trace of panic crossing his aloof face. Seeing his grandfather approaching, he quickly snatched the rice paper from his hand and crumpled it into a ball with one hand. It was like he was trying to destroy the body.
Old Master Yu looked surprised and stared at his grandson suspiciously for a while. He found that he seemed a little embarrassed. Then, after seeing the beautiful girl behind him, he gradually showed a look of enlightenment. He couldn't stop smiling. "I was wondering why I couldn't concentrate on copying Buddhist scriptures. What's the matter with the words lingshilingshi? Oh, it turns out to be..."
"grandfather!"
Yu Chen interrupted him.
It was rare for Old Master Yu to see his grandson, who was always more indifferent than a monk, break down his defenses. He sighed softly and did not continue to expose him. Instead, he looked at Shi Ling with a kind smile.
"Grandpa Yu." Shi Ling greeted Grandpa Yu.
“Hey!”
Old Master Yu responded and looked at Yu Chen and Shi Ling with a smile on his face.
Yu Chen met Shi Ling's gaze, and his hand holding the paper ball tightened slightly. He was nervous and expectant. There was no time more tormenting than this moment.
Shi Ling stared at Yu Chen for a long while, a hint of hesitation appeared on his cold and delicate face, and a hint of struggle flashed between his brows.
She held her bag tightly with her hands, but finally couldn't resist the hesitant gaze of the Sleeping Beauty looking at her. She resigned herself to her fate and took out a bag of spicy strips from her bag and handed it to Yu Chen.
She looked away and said, "This is the only bag left. I was planning to eat it on the way down the mountain, but forget it, I'll give it to you."
Yu Chen:?
Mr. Yu:?
Jingning:?
Everyone was stunned.
Seeing that Yu Chen didn't take it, Shi Ling simply took his hand and slapped the whole bag of Spicy Prince on it. "Don't be shy. It's normal to want to eat snacks when you're tired of copying books. I once copied books on an empty stomach and even copied a recipe."
Old Master Yu realized it belatedly and couldn't help laughing.
Yu Chen breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little depressed, looking at Shi Ling with a complicated look.
Shi Ling: "Don't like spicy snacks? Oh, yes, you're not in good health and can't eat junk food. Or..."
"Thanks."
Yu Chen coldly stuffed the spicy strips into his pocket.
Shi Ling looked puzzled. The copybook was filled with snacks. Did he like it or not?
"Yu Chen, no, Master Yu Ning, didn't you become a monk after seeing through the world? When will you shave your head? Can I go and watch?" Shi Ling clasped his hands together in a formal manner, looking at Yu Chen with anticipation.
She was really curious about what Yu Chen would look like with a shaved head. It felt like the aloof Buddhist monks in the novels would have a face.
Old Master Yu couldn't hold back his smile. Huh? His grandson, so old, wanted to become a monk? When did this happen?
Yu Chen's face was as cold as the snow outside the Great Wall. "Shi Ling, do you really want to see it?"
Shi Ling felt that he seemed a little angry, "Ah, I don't really want to see it."
Jing Ning, who was watching the excitement nearby, ran back to the meditation room, brought over a chair and a set of shaving tools, and said to Yu Chen, "Hurry up, Junior Brother Yu Ning, sit down and I'll give you the tonsure."
When Old Man Yu saw Yu Chen sitting on that chair, he was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack, "I don't agree!"
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