All five aggregates are empty

Chapter 49 Final Chapter

In Yanjing in September, the scorching sun was accompanied by strong winds.The sun still spared no effort to scorch the passers-by on the road, but the scorching air won't last long, and there will always be a gust of wind blowing, lifting the corners of the skirts and the brims of the girls' hats.

YSU has entered the new school year again, and the youthful boys and girls are full of anticipation to come to the highest institution of their dreams, hoping to open up a new future for themselves here.

Unlike these freshmen, Meng Lijun, who had been at Yanda for eight years, returned to Yanda only one day before the start of school.The dormitory was empty, and I don't know if Li Yibo hasn't come back yet, or has already invested in a new project.

Taking out his new mobile phone, Meng Lijun lay on the bed and checked the news. The hot searches were all gossips from celebrities' parents, and nothing major happened.The Buddhist event three months ago seemed to have been completely silent, gradually fading out of the sight of ordinary people.

Meng Lijun opened the course selection system to check again, to see if there were any courses worth taking in the Department of Chinese and History.And at this moment, Teacher Zheng sent a message:

"The history of Chinese Buddhism in the 5-6 session tomorrow afternoon, you can be a teaching assistant."

Um?Aren't all teaching assistant positions self-applied?

Meng Lijun really wanted to ask, but he didn't dare...

Although his status is different now, Mr. Zheng is still his mentor, and he has helped him a lot in the previous affairs, and he has no reason to refuse.

"Ok."

The history of Chinese Buddhism is a general elective course for undergraduates. The name may make people mistakenly think that it is a course in the history department, but it is actually offered by the philosophy department.In addition to students from the philosophy department, students from other departments can also choose, so this is a large class with 150 people.In the past, this class was taught by Assistant Professor Zhou. It seems that after two months of recuperation, Assistant Professor Zhou has returned to normal and can return to teaching.

However, Meng Lijun sent a message to Assistant Professor Zhou, and when he asked about the course schedule, Assistant Professor Zhou replied:

"This class is taught by the new professor, not me."

"The new professor?"

Meng Lijun thought to himself, Feng Sheng is dead, who else will there be?

"Recently, I have been cultivating, and I am not very clear about the details. You can ask Teacher Zheng. Or you can get to know yourself tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Although the identity has changed, the habit of being afraid of teachers has not changed.As long as it is not an important matter, try not to find the teacher-this is the general knowledge of the students.Instead of asking Mr. Zheng, Meng Lijun decided to get to know him tomorrow.

At 12:30 pm the next day, Meng Lijun came to the No. 109 Teaching Room [-] early and found a corner seat in the front row.Although the class started at one o'clock, many students had already come to occupy their seats.

The history of Chinese Buddhism is a popular course. In addition to YSU students, many faculty members and even security guards also come to the class.Meng Lijun took this course when he was an undergraduate. He still remembers that many people could only sit on the steps of the lecture theater because there were no seats.

With more and more students, the time soon reached 58:[-].The preparatory bell has rung, but the podium is still empty.Meng Lijun looked back, the classroom was already full, and the students could vaguely hear whispering why the teacher hadn't come yet.

Meng Lijun was a little worried, but when he turned his head to face the blackboard, a handsome young man in a casual suit walked in with long legs.

"Wow, is the teacher in the philosophy department so handsome?"

"My God, it looks like a star."

The students' comments drifted into Meng Lijun's ears in an endless stream, but he didn't care to listen.

The man standing on the podium right now...

Who is it not Minghua? !

The man opened the lecture ppt, and the content on the cover completely confirmed Meng Lijun's thoughts——

History of Chinese Buddhism

Speaker: Ming Hua

Meng Lijun clenched his fists, almost stood up and ran to the podium, grabbed Minghua's tie and asked him where he went.However, the moment his butt left the stool, he calmed down.He is still in class now, and the classroom is full of students, so he has no reason to disrupt the classroom for himself.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Minghua." Minghua introduced himself lightly, revealing a refined aura, "I used to be the abbot of Baiyun Temple, but now, I'm out of vulgarity."

"Abbot of Baiyun Temple? Ahhh, that man of the hour!"

"The previous relic exhibition that caused a sensation all over the world was planned by Baiyun Temple!"

"What kind of fairy teacher is this!"

The students talked endlessly, and a bold student raised his hand and asked loudly: "Teacher, why are you becoming vulgar?"

"This..." Ming Hua paused, and then said, "Because I have a lover."

"Wow wow wow!"

The students became excited again, only Meng Lijun sat in the corner, staring at Minghua.

Dead monk, look this way!

Meng Lijun roared in his heart, but Minghua seemed to deliberately ignore him, switched to the next ppt, and began to teach.

"First of all, I want to declare that I am not here to preach." Ming Hua said with a smile.

"The teacher taught us to listen!"

Meng Lijun: Listen to the devil!

"Perhaps everyone is familiar with Buddhism now, but at the beginning of its introduction, it was a very clear foreign thing. From the perspective of geography,..., and from the perspective of time,..., here I need to mention To a few key figures, let’s take a look at these ancient documents,..."

Minghua's speech was not fast, and he narrated the first introduction of Buddhism.The students were all attracted by his lectures, and the classroom atmosphere gradually improved.

However, in the entire classroom, there was one person who didn't listen to the whole process.

Yanda's courses are five 10-minute class periods, usually consisting of two class periods, with a 10-minute break in between.That is to say, if the class starts at one o'clock, then the get out of class ends at 10:[-], after a [-]-minute break, the class starts again at [-] o'clock, and finally the get out of class ends at [-]:[-].

But Yanda has three kinds of teachers.One is the teacher who strictly allows students to rest according to the starting and ending time of class; the second is the teacher who does not take a break in the middle and ends the get out of class 10 minutes earlier; the third is the teacher who does not take a break in the middle and does not end the get out of class early at the end.

Meng Lijun finally made it to the end of the first class, but Minghua didn't seem to want to rest, so he continued to wait.By [-]:[-], Ming Hua still didn't finish class. It seemed that he was the third type of teacher.

Finally at [-]:[-], the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Meng Lijun quickly put away his computer, but when he looked at the podium again, Ming Hua was immediately surrounded by students.

Meng Lijun is getting more and more popular, these people don't believe in Buddhism, how can they have so many questions to ask?Do not own Baidu Google and Yahoo?What?Want WeChat?Don't know if there is an email address on the teacher's homepage?

Meng Lijun was about to explode, but Ming Hua on the podium seemed to have noticed him just now, said to the students around him, "If you have any questions, let's ask them in the next class", and then walked in front of Meng Lijun.

"Let's go."

Meng Lijun opened his mouth subconsciously, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.When he met Minghua's eyes, his heart suddenly softened.The longing that had not been seen for several months all turned into a silent dialogue, flowing between the eyes of the two.

Realizing that many students were watching the two of them, Meng Lijun put away his computer, carried his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom from Minghua without saying hello.

Ming Hua looked fondly at Meng Lijun's back, and stepped to follow.

Meng Lijun walked in front in a dull manner, and Minghua walked beside him without saying a word.The two came out of the Second Teaching, walked through the Lijiao, and came to the Weiming Lake.Although Minghua is no longer dressed as a monk, his neat short hair, handsome face and upright figure still attract everyone's attention as always.

There are still many tourists enjoying the lake in Weiming Lake, Meng Lijun continued to walk forward, and came to the Jingchun Garden where he and Minghua met for the first time.

When there was no one else around and Minghua still remained silent, Meng Lijun couldn't help it. He stopped, stared at Minghua and said, "You have nothing to say to me?"

Minghua seemed to be waiting for this moment, he took Meng Lijun into his arms with a long hand, bowed his head and whispered in his ear: "I miss you."

Meng Lijun's momentum softened, but he still pretended to be angry and asked: "Why don't you come to me if you miss me?"

"I'm looking for it." Minghua raised his head and said innocently, "You can't get through on the phone. I found your uncle and aunt. They said that you went abroad to relax and don't want to be disturbed."

"...I don't want to be disturbed by others."

"Baiyun Temple and Yanda also have some matters waiting for me to deal with, so..."

"That's why you came here to scare me on purpose." Meng Lijun said with wide eyes.

"It was a surprise."

"Hmph." Meng Lijun turned his head away, but wrapped his arms around Minghua's waist honestly, "Where did you go?"

"Remember the last time we met?"

Meng Lijun nodded, "The supervisor told me that you gave up becoming a Buddha."

"For you, it's no big deal."

Meng Lijun's eyes were red, and he increased his strength.

"The seal is not easy to break, so I released all the little devils in the cassock. This is considered opportunistic. But after that, there will be messes everywhere waiting for me to clean up."

"You can take me with you..."

"At that time, I didn't know what the consequences would be, so I didn't dare to take you on a risk."

"what about now?"

"It's all right now." Ming Hua patted Meng Lijun's head, "Isn't there you in the world of glass?"

Meng Lijun buried his head in Minghua's arms, and said sullenly, "I did all this for you. I don't want the Glazed World, I just want you by my side."

"I advise you not to say such things during the day."

"Huh?" Meng Lijun raised his head, and what caught his eyes was Minghua's charming smile.

"I won't bear it any longer."

After Ming Hua finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Meng Lijun's lips.Meng Lijun's first reaction was that it was broad daylight and he was still in school, but soon he fell into Minghua's deep kiss.

It took a long while before Ming Hua let go of him.

"I will never leave you again. Also, thank you."

Meng Lijun blushed and said, "What you say is what you say."

"Of course." After Ming Hua finished speaking, he lowered his head again, wanting to kiss Meng Lijun, but at the same time, Meng Lijun's question interrupted him.

"By the way, you said that you have returned to vulgarity. Doesn't the Baiyun Temple have no abbot?"

"It's gone in name, but I'm still in charge of things over there. Everyone knows that Qinglong Shenjun is my wife, who dares to refuse?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Minghua smiled, and poked Meng Lijun's lips like a superficial touch.

"Then what is your identity now?" Meng Lijun asked again.

"Professor Yanda, I'm just an ordinary person." After Ming Hua finished speaking, he added: "It took all my mana to deal with the mess, and now I'm an ordinary person in the true sense."

"Ah?" Meng Lijun was shocked, "You don't know how to spell yet?"

Ming Hua shook his head.

Meng Lijun frowned, isn't that...Minghua can only live for a few decades?

"How did this happen?" Meng Lijun asked nervously, but Minghua leisurely kissed his earlobe, and reached into his clothes restlessly.

"Compared to that, how about getting down to business first?"

"No, this is at school..."

"No one will come."

Meng Lijun was fascinated by Minghua's kiss, but fortunately he still maintained a sliver of reason, "Why didn't anyone come over?"

After asking, Meng Lijun suddenly realized that there was something abnormal in the air around him. He probed quietly and found that it was not the real world.

"You opened the enchantment, right?" Meng Lijun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you lose your mana, and you lied to me?"

Ming Hua smiled wickedly, "Don't make me a Yaksha, that's terrible."

Ming Hua pressed Meng Lijun onto the stone table beside him, leaned into his ear and said, "By the way, I'll tell you another news."

"Huh?" Meng Lijun uttered a single note with blurred eyes.

"Starting today, I'm officially your doctoral supervisor. I won't be merciful if I don't write a good thesis."

A tourist walking in the Mirror Spring Garden put down his camera and always felt that the atmosphere in the courtyard was a bit weird.The climate is obviously already autumn, why does this mirror spring garden give people the feeling of spring?

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