Great Blue Night Watchman

Wutai Mountain is quite high, just like Lin Su's world. Wherever there are high mountains, there are always bald heads. There is a saying that what is it called? Since ancient times, there have been many famous mountain monks.

There are also quite a lot of believers in Jinguang Temple. Lin Su and the others went up the mountain with countless believers. Some believers were very pious and kowtowed step by step.

But most of the believers were chatting and laughing all the way, and there were a few scholars who were talking about poetry and writing. Lin Su directly suspected that they went up the mountain to cool off before the intense scientific examination.

The scientific examination is held once every three years, and next year will be a new cycle (at the beginning of next year, the county examination will be held for children, the township examination will be in June, the general examination will be in October, and the palace examination will be the year after that).

Originally, Lin Su thought that the interval between the three-year scientific examinations was very long, but in fact it was not that long, because the time span during the scientific examination alone was more than a year, and the real interval between the scientific examinations was only one and a half years.

Before he knew it, it had been more than two years since he came to this world, and he was almost ready for his second reincarnation.

Time flies so fast...

The two students in front of me were chatting while walking: Brother Deng, there is only one year left for the general examination. I'm still in Yunshan Wumarsh. Do you think we should go to Haining and try our luck?

The student next to him sighed: How can such luck be so easy? Grandmaster Lin is not often in Haining. Even if he is, he is already the first grandmaster of Qinglian and an official of the imperial court. How can he be willing to give advice so easily?

The first student pondered: What if we go to Haining University? Will he go to the university to give lectures? After all, this is the university he founded.

Brother Wang doesn't know this. Although Haining Academy was founded by him, he does not favor the technical classes in it. He prefers the art classes. He has taught the art classes twice, but he has taught the science classes once. Never talked about it.”

Then let's go to the surgery class?

Go to the martial arts class? Do you know who the martial arts class is? They are all children of refugees from the Haining River Beach. They haven't even washed the mud off their feet. Let's go. It's true... Besides, Grandmaster Lin's expectations for the martial arts class are not Scientific research, but making a living.”

Zhou Mei's eyes flickered, and her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Su pulled her away and quickly stayed away from the two students, fearing that she would cause trouble for him...

Zhou Mei put her mouth close to his ear: Are you afraid that I will tell them that you are the third son of Haining Lin?

Lin Su admitted honestly: Yes!

Others can't do this kind of thing that is just looking for trouble. Little Witch Zhou can do it. Lin Su has seen through her. She is the kind of person who wants to cause trouble even if there is no trouble.

So what if I tell them? Maybe I can listen to you write a poem live... hmm? Why did I suddenly have inspiration?

Little witch, don't forget what we are here for. If you delay my big plan, I will ask your father to return it, and don't stay with me in the future.

Zhou Mei was once again angered: You're the little witch again, and you're returning the goods... You should retreat. I'll see if you can return the goods. I'll just follow you. If you have the ability, you can find me...

This is a demonstration of ability.

Objectively speaking, this little girl has the capital to be proud of. How about her actual combat power is another matter. In terms of invisibility alone, Lin Su really can't do anything to her. Even if Lin Su has broken into the literary world, she will not be able to defeat her. Under the premise of using literary and magical powers, she really couldn't be found.

She was so proud that she also forgot her inspiration to announce Lin Su's identity and then ask Lin Su to write a poem.

In front is Jinguang Temple.

It's very old and dilapidated, but that's how the temple is. The older it is, the more people believe in it.

Entering the temple gate, in front is the main hall where believers gather. A young monk is sweeping fallen leaves at the edge of the courtyard, sweeping very seriously.

Lin Su walked over slowly, and the little monk raised his head and looked at him with a pair of shining eyes.

Little Master, where is Master Zenji?

Master Shanji is currently in retreat. If the two donors have anything to ask for, you may wish to go to the main hall to offer incense and there will be a Zen master available to answer your questions.

Where to retreat?

The young monk frowned slightly: Donor, the young monk has already made it clear that the master is still in retreat. The time has not yet come. It will be in vain for the benefactor to come to the Zen sect. Why ask for something that is unnecessary?

As soon as the last eight words came out, the little monk seemed to change his image.

He is no longer an ordinary monk, but an eminent monk.

Lin Su nodded: You can't ask for anything that is not wrong. I dare to ask my little master, is the thing that Buddhism seeks for wrong? If you answer yes, you are wrong. If you answer that it is not wrong, you are also wrong. There is no need to ask for it, there is no need to sweep the fallen leaves, there is no need to burn incense, there is no need to worship the Buddha, there is no need to participate in Zen, you can just put down the broom and go down the mountain!

Zhou Mei was confused, she couldn't understand any of the words that were going around her.

The young monk was stunned. This Zen philosophy was profound and unfathomable, specious, yet seamless.

Behind the Jinguang Temple, a voice suddenly came: The donor is well versed in Buddhism. It is a good fate to come to the Jinguang Temple. I am kind and auspicious. Please invite the donor to enter the meditation hall!

Lin Su also smiled and patted the young monk on the shoulder: Did you see that? Master Shanji is the eminent monk. He knows that he is rich and talented and is really kind-hearted. People like me will never come to Jinguang Temple. It’s a great thing.”

The young monk prayed to Amitabha, and he had just started to respect Lin Su in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, he was overturned by Lin Su's playful and frivolous Meng Lang.

Zhou Mei opened her eyes wide next to her. Is this okay?

You act inscrutable at the front and act like a scoundrel at the back. Aren't you afraid that Master Shanji will withdraw his invitation?

In front of them is the Zen Hall. Before Lin Su and Zhou Mei arrived at the Zen Hall, the Zen Gate was still closed, but when they were only three feet away from the Zen Gate, the Zen Gate opened silently, and there was a long and narrow aisle in front of them.

The floor of the corridor is made of bluestone, which is clean and tidy. There are countless holes on the walls of the corridor, and there is a box in each hole.

After passing the first door, there is another one behind it, and then another one, which goes deeper and deeper, seemingly endless.

Behind the eighth door, an old monk sat cross-legged. This man was about fifty or sixty years old, with a peaceful face. He had a magical charm that made anyone feel at ease even if the world was turned upside down.

Boy Lin Su, I have met the master! Lin Su bowed deeply.

Master Shanji raised his eyes. In his eyes, the world-famous Qinglian No. 1 Grandmaster and Da Cang Zhuangyuan Lang was obviously no different from Lao Wang next door: There is no tea, no wine, no tables and no chairs here. Please sit on the floor, please.

You don't have to sit down! Lin Su said: I'm here, I just want to ask the master a few worldly matters.

Worldly matters? I have already beheaded him. Please forgive me for not being able to answer the donor's questions.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mei at least had a headache.

Lin Su kept saying that she was a little witch, which she didn't like to hear, but in fact, she herself felt that she was a little bit of a witch, that is, she was a little afraid of Buddhism when she saw it, not that she was afraid of the power of Buddhism, but more of fear of Buddhism. There are twists and turns, and when she encounters people discussing scriptures, she usually holds her ears and goes around.

But today she couldn't get around it.

She could only listen to the two of them walking around, and as soon as they started, she knew that things were difficult. The old monk said as soon as he opened his mouth that he would not talk about worldly matters.

Why don't you talk about the secular world?

Lin Su said: Have you forgotten your lay name, too?

That's natural!

In the master's former Yuyu Villa, 312 people's souls returned to the underworld. This bloody feud ended with the lock of the Zen gate?

Shan Ji slowly opened his eyes without any disturbance: Donor, you are late!

What's the meaning?

If you had stepped into the Zen room ten years ago, you might have been able to use your hatred to arouse the anger in my heart. However, eight years ago, I had eliminated my hatred and delusion, and all four elements were in vain!

Lin Su and Zhou Mei looked at each other.

The donor came here today for the title deed of Yuping Mountain. When I left Yuping, Yuping was already a barren mountain. If the donor is interested, he might as well occupy it and bring disaster or good, all in a single thought of the donor. The fate of the old man is over. Please forgive me not to speak again, Amitabha!

His eyes were closed, and his figure seemed to slowly merge into the passage behind him.

It just seemed that, judging from the naked eye, he didn't move at all, but it gave Lin Su a feeling that he was leaving, and with this departure, he would never have a chance to get close.

Zhou Mei became anxious and stepped forward: Master, this matter is related to...

With a bang, Zhou Mei retreated out of thin air and was sent directly out of the meditation room.

The Buddhist magical power of this hand is revealed, and it is truly unfathomable and profound.

Lin Su took a deep breath: Master, since Master doesn't want to talk about worldly matters, how about talking about Buddhism?

Zenkichi has implemented what he said with practical actions, and I will slowly disappear without opening my mouth...

The Buddha said: Ten things are considered good by living beings, and ten things are considered evil by living beings. What are the ten? Three of the body, four of the mouth, and three of the mind. The three of the body are: killing, stealing, and sexual intercourse. The four of the mouth are: two tongues and evil speech. , false talk, idle talk. Three meanings: jealousy, hatred, and ignorance. Such ten things are not in line with the holy way, and are called the ten evil deeds. If these evil deeds are stopped, they are called the ten good deeds. Lin Su said: Master knows the Buddha well. Logically speaking, we know that if we indulge in evil, we are committing evil. Don’t think that if you live in a Zen room and don’t hear anything in the world, you are detached.”

Shanji's eyes suddenly opened: The donor's talk about Buddha is very profound, but I don't know where he came from?

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mei was stunned outside the Zen sect.

Zenkichi actually spoke again. Could it be that things could turn around?

Lin Sudao: I am not from Buddhism. In fact, I don't need to be from Buddhism. If there is a Buddha in my heart, where can I not have a door?

If you have a Buddha in your heart, how can there be no door? How wonderful! Shanji said: Donor, please sit down!

Zhou Mei was completely confused.

Sure enough, he had a bald head and relied on his bald head to cure it. Nothing in the world could move him. He just casually talked about clouds, mountains and fog, and the old monk was deceived.

Lin Su sat down and started speaking...

The past and present life of Yuping Mountain, the suffering of 300,000 people in Beichuan County...

The old monk said slowly: I have already said that the fate of the world has been cut off, and the things in the world...

I C!

here we go again!

Lin Su quickly said: Master, I am willing to invest one hundred thousand taels to rebuild the Buddha statue and body for Jinguang Temple. How about it?

Shanji said: Amitabha, the donor just said that if there is a Buddha in the heart, there is no door. Why should we care about the Dharmakaya when we remember the Buddha in the heart?

Depend on! Lin Su cursed in his heart. He just said what he said to deceive others, and they used it to block him. Old monk, that's not what happened!

But now I have a request from him, what can I do? The only option is to throw out heavy chips.

Master, I have a Buddhist scripture called the Diamond Sutra. I wonder if Master has read it.

When a Buddhist eminent monk cannot be moved even by a hundred thousand taels of silver, perhaps there is only one other thing left, and that is Buddhist classics!

Buddhist classics are similar to holy scriptures in the literary world. Their weight is unparalleled. If this old monk is really an eminent monk, he will definitely be reluctant to give it up.

The master's brows moved slightly: Diamond Sutra? Just recite a few sentences...

This person has no self-image. There is no one. He has no image of living beings. He has no image of longevity. So what is it? The image of self is the right and wrong image. The image of human beings and the image of life-span is right and wrong. Why? He is separated from all the images. He is called Buddha. The Buddha told Subhuti. It is so. If someone hears this sutra again, he will not be surprised or frightened. You should know that this person is very rare. Why. Subhuti, the Tathagata said that the first paramita is not the first paramita. This is The first paramita...

As soon as he spoke, the Zen room suddenly became quiet.

The master's eyes widened...

A scripture contains only a hundred words, but the Buddhist principles contained in it are profound and unparalleled.

Lin Su stopped talking, but the master was still obsessed and didn't move for a long time.

After a long time, Shanji slowly lowered his head: Amitabha...donor, is this sutra called the Diamond Sutra?

yes!

Is there the full text of this sutra?

There are 32 articles in the whole text, and what Xiaosheng just recited is just a short paragraph from one of them! Lin Su sighed softly: Xiaosheng originally wanted to exchange this sutra for a piece of worldly property of the master, and also to form a good relationship with Buddhism, but what happened? Master has forgotten about worldly affairs, this matter is ultimately false, let’s stop, I’ll say goodbye!”

Bowing to Zenkichi, he turned around and walked towards the Zen gate.

Just after taking two steps, Zenkichi's urgent call came from behind: Donor, please stay! I haven't finished what I just said. What I said is... I have cut off the worldly ties, and all the things in the world are cut off at the Zen gate.

Lin Su's eyes widened as he stared at the long passage at the entrance of the Zen Gate. The eight partitions must be the legendary Eight Sections of the Zen Gate. Cut off wealth, cut off hair, cut off desires, cut off ignorance...

The first cut is to cut off worldly wealth! Shanji waved his hand lightly, and a small box on the wall flew up out of thin air and landed in Lin Su's hand.

Lin Su opened the box, and inside was a land deed covering an area of ​​300,000 acres, including Yuping Mountain.

His heart was filled with ecstasy.

mission completed!

And it’s super perfect!

He himself never thought that Yuyu Villa was so awesome that the title deed to Yuping Mountain was actually an entire mountain.

He also didn't expect that the coveted Yuping land deed was right next to the passage. The old monk entered Buddhism, and everything in the world was placed in the first section.

Donor, on behalf of Jinguang Temple, I would like to have a good relationship with the benefactor... Zenji next to him looked kind and kind at this moment, just like Amitabha Buddha.

Lin Su smiled: It should be like this! With his hands together, a piece of gold paper appeared in the void, and with a stroke of the precious pen in his hand, he wrote...

King Kong...

Before the word Jing came out, he suddenly felt that the pen in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds. This was a situation he had encountered before. The sutra should not be written lightly!

The scriptures should not be passed on lightly!

That day he couldn't even finish writing the Three Character Sutra. The weight of the Diamond Sutra, a Buddhist scripture, was much heavier. Even though he had reached a literary level, he still couldn't finish writing it.

But if you agree to something from the other party, how can you not write it down?

Lin Suwendao's power suddenly poured into the precious pen in his hand, and the precious pen turned completely silver, forcing him to write scriptures!

Click!

The pen in his hand exploded into pieces.

The old monk in front of him, Lin Su, and Zhou Mei outside the Zen sect were all stunned.

There is still a pen in the temple, please give me a moment... Zenkichi couldn't let the duck in his mouth fly away like this.

Lin Su's mind sank into Wenshan. Suddenly, he was shocked. What did he see?

A pen!