The abbot said with his palms flat against each other, “Amitabha.”
An old monk behind also said with his palms flat, “Amitabha.”
The young monks were still unconvinced. They did not believe that their abbot’s Buddhist studies were incomparable to a layman!
At this moment, it was Zhang Ye’s turn to ask. He pointed at a stone tablet in the yard. There were words inscribed on it. It was a line that made him very interested as well as one that was very familiar. “When I came in, I saw this. I wonder from whom did this gatha come from?”
The abbot gave a glance, “It was written by me a few days ago.”
The carving looked new, so it was clear that it had been recently carved.
The abbot chanted, “The body is a Bodhi tree, the mind is a mirror bright, never stop dusting and wiping, lest dust alight. This is my pursuit of the path of Buddha.”