Chapter 2271

Ning Shu walked towards Hui Ji with her hands behind her back. Her eyes were narrowed as she looked at him. From the side, this young monk was really pretty.

Moreover, since he had no hair, his attractiveness all depended on his face.

“Little monk.”

Hui Ji saluted with a Buddhist mudra. “Female Benefactor.”

Ning Shu: …

She had an Adam’s apple, and even her period had stopped now, so how did this little brat find out?

“Benefactor, do not be surprised. There are differences between men and women that outward appearances cannot conceal.”

“How many years have you been a monk?”

“This novice monk Hui Ji grew up in Illusory Temple.”

“How many books does the Illusory Temple have?”

“There are 178 Buddhist scriptures, 37 Buddhist narratives, and 8 Buddhist laws. The books on martial arts are countless,” young monk Hui Ji answered seriously.

Ning Shu raised her brows and asked, “How do you feel after reading so many Buddhist scriptures?

“What are the fundamental principles of Buddhism?

“All beings experience bitter hardship. Simply by believing in Buddhism, can people get free of worldly sufferings and reach the Occident paradise?”

Ning Shu stared at Hui Ji as she asked these questions in succession. She wanted to make trouble and challenge Hui Ji’s Buddhist beliefs.

Ning Shu couldn’t stand listening to the young monk spouting the things he did, like how the abyss of worldly suffering is boundless, and repentance was humankind’s salvation from it.

People were compelled by their own circumstances, and Ning Shu had to continue walking down her path. Who were these monks to preach to her, when they had never been in her shoes?

“Amitabha.” Hui Ji performed a Buddhist mudra. “Avoid doing evil, pursue goodness, and self-purify—this is all Buddhism.

“Learn from the Buddha and know yourself, to restrain yourself,” Hui Ji said.

Ning Shu waved her hand. “Stop saying these bookish words. I can’t understand them.

“Have you ever eaten meat?”

“Never. All living things have a spirit, and it is a sin to covet pleasure,” Hui Ji solemnly replied.

“Stop talking about sins. Just tell me, do you want to eat meat or not?” Ning Shu looked at the young monk with a smile.

“I’m inviting you to eat roasted duck, roasted young chicken, braised salted duck, soy chicken, meat jerky, century eggs, tripe, sun-dried meat, sausage, assorted Su city meat plate, smoked chicken, white tripe, eight-treasure pig, and sticky rice stuffed duck, rabbit breast, stuffed coil pancake, whitebait, braised duck liver, braised duck strips, tossed duck shreds…”

Ning Shu talked until she was hungry, but Hui Ji remained calm as he responded, “Thank you, Benefactor, but this novice monk doesn’t eat these things.”

Ning Shu was not discouraged by his words. He hadn’t tasted these flavors before, so naturally, he didn’t know how tempting they tasted.

“What do you eat every day?” Ning Shu asked.

“Hair moss, winter shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, vegetarian chicken, fresh mushrooms, orange daylilies, wood ear, cooked chestnuts, ginkgo, cauliflower, carrots, tofu, tofu skin, seasonal vegetables, dried and fresh fruits,” the little monk said. “Vegetarian dishes are not without nutrition.”

Ning Shu shrugged. “You said that all living things have a spirit. The plants you talked about also can feel people’s teeth chewing on them. Isn’t eating them also a sin then? Also, aren’t big sins and small sins all the same?”

Young Monk Hui Ji frowned and said nothing.

“Do you know what pain is?

“Do you know what happiness is?

“Do you think you can save the world by chanting scriptures in a temple and drumming with a wooden fish?

Hui Ji was still young. However, his mature and indifferent manner made him seem like an old man.

Translator: Take

Editor: Ran

Translator: Kaho