A green lamp lit up the ancient courtyard. The sound of frogs croaking and insects chirping could be heard occasionally, bringing out the quiet of the night.
In the dilapidated hall, under the dim candlelight, two figures were sitting in the lotus position. One was wearing a green robe. His face was ordinary and his temperament was steady. The other was less than ten years old. He had a shaved head and red lips and white teeth, his gray robe was slightly plump, and his eyes were filled with childishness and ignorance.
He looked at the man in the green robe opposite him and scratched his bald head. He could not hold back the curiosity in his heart. He opened his eyes wide and said,
“Master, how many Bugs do you think there are outside?”
“The 101st question,”the man in the green robe replied calmly.
“Uh...”the young novice monk was stunned. How come there were only 101 questions? He was clearly very restrained in his thoughts of asking questions!
