Chapter Seventy-Two: The Bitter Fruit
In the quiet ward, Qin Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing evenly, a little faint light flashed on him from time to time, and Qin Yu's hands changed into a special handprint.
With the formation of this special handprint, the speed at which the light flashed faster and faster, and just when this light seemed to be about to leave Qin Yu's body surface, two red halos of different shades appeared around Qin Yu's body, and the light immediately dissipated when it touched the red halo.
"Hey!"
Qin Yu let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and his delicate cheeks were a little pale, as if he had experienced a serious illness and had not recovered from a long-term illness.
"This evil karma is riddled with it, and even the speed of cultivation has slowed down. ”
In the past, according to the mental method of Zhuge Neijing, although the mental power in the body did not increase much, Qin Yu could still feel the increase in mental power, but this time he did not feel the slightest increase in mental power when he operated the mental method every week.
Qin Yu's brows were furrowed, this time he was riddled with bad karma, and it also made him start to reflect, since he obtained the Zhuge Neijing, the journey has been smooth, Qin Yu began to gradually become a little arrogant, this time the hidden dragon took off, if it wasn't for the help of chasing the shadow, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to draw the stealing talisman at all, and if he wasn't too arrogant, he could observe the details of the Jingxiu area before casting the spell, feel the flow of dragon qi, and there would be no tragedy of the two dragons fighting.
This incident sounded a wake-up call for Qin Yu, Feng Shui cannot tolerate the slightest sloppiness, no matter when, you must be careful and careful, any omission may cause a huge disaster.
Regarding the karma, Zhuge Neijing does not have a detailed record, but it only mentions that any feng shui master does something that hurts the heavens, a red halo will appear on the body surface, and this red halo is like an aura isolation circle, which will block the addition of qi luck, and at the same time will absorb some bad aura in, such as mourning, sadness, poverty, widowhood......
People who have been affected by these auras for a long time will not only have bad luck in their own lives, but also affect their family members, just like a virus carrier, infecting people who have the same aura as him.
The only way to eliminate the negative karma is to accumulate more merits and do more good deeds, there is no shortcut, the so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately is just a means used by Buddhism to promote the Dharma, how can a person with blood on his hands eliminate the negative karma just by reciting the sutras and reciting the Buddha.
"It's useless to stay in this hospital, and if the root is not here, no matter how much you recuperate, it's useless. ”
Qin Yu got dressed and got out of bed, came to the balcony, looked up at the starry sky, and the two evil karma were added to him, which brought him a great blow, otherwise he would not have been heartbroken, and fainted directly on the spot......
"Xiaoyu, you are really going to be discharged from the hospital, I see that your face is still a little pale, you should not be observed for a few more days, and the doctor also suggested that we stay for a few more days." ”
"Cousin, I know my own body, it's almost good, besides, don't doctors also hang a few bottles of nutrient solution for me every day, they naturally wish I could stay for a long time, the money of this senior ward can catch up with the senior suite of a five-star hotel for a day." ”
"Okay then, but you still need to get more rest these two days. ”
Early the next morning, Qin Yu went through the discharge procedures, but fortunately, he didn't bring anything with him when he was hospitalized, so he walked out empty-handed and got into his cousin's car.
Back in the room in the hotel, Chasing Ying was lying quietly on the table, and when he saw Qin Yu coming back, he flew to Qin Yu's side with a "whoosh".
"Babble!" Chasing Shadow's immature voice was full of concern, Qin Yu smiled, stretched out his hand to grab Chasing Shadow, and comforted: "Zhilu said that you are worried about me, but it is not a big deal, and it will be better soon." ”
Putting down the chasing shadow, Qin Yu took off his clothes and went into the bathroom, planning to take a good shower, in the hospital, no matter how luxurious and hygienic the senior ward was, Qin Yu was always unhappy when he took a bath.
In the weather in May, after taking a shower, Qin Yu felt a lot more energetic, put the chasing shadow into the box, Qin Yu locked the door, went out of the hotel, stopped a taxi, and went to Guangxiao Temple.
Guangxiao Temple is still full of people as always, Qin Yu entered the temple, and came to the Bodhi tree again, the figures of the two masters Zhiren and Kongjian are no longer there, I think that after finding him, the two masters did not continue to debate Zen here.
Walking along the Bodhi tree, Qin Yu enjoyed the scenery of this ancient temple all the way, passing by the Daxiong Treasure Hall, where thousands of monks were full of Zen sounds, chanting and chanting Buddha, hundreds of believers knelt on the ground before the main hall, praying for the blessing of the Buddha.
"Amitabha, the poor monk heard the magpie chirping early this morning, and he knew that there was a distinguished guest coming to the door, and it turned out to be a Qin monk. ”
Qin Yu stood outside the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and a group of monks ushered in on the left, led by Master Na Zhiren.
"Hello Master Zhiren. Qin Yu replied with a Buddha salute.
Zhiren looked at Qin Yu carefully, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he dismissed the monks who followed him, looked puzzled, and asked:
"Qin Jushi has encountered something in the past two days?"
"It's hard to put into words!"
"If Qin Jushi is free, he might as well go to the backyard with the poor monk to talk. ”
"That's it. ”
Master Zhiren led the way in front and led Qin Yu through the garden stone path, encountering fewer and fewer tourists along the way, until a stone plaque was erected on the stone path at the back: the monks lived, and the idlers were not allowed to enter.
In front is the residence of the monks of Guangxiao Temple, but it is the criss-crossing of the courtyard courtyard, Zhiren goes straight inside, along the way from time to time there are monks to the master Zhiren saluted, Zhiren also bowed in return.
"Qin Jushi, the poor monk's residence is simple, please forgive me. ”
"The master is too modest, the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees, and the Zen incense in the master's courtyard alone is a rare good product. ”
Qin Yu followed Zhiren into a Zen courtyard, the Zen courtyard is not big, two rooms and a courtyard, and in the courtyard, under a thick tree surrounded by a few people, there is a stone table, and in the middle of the stone table is an incense burner, on which several pillars of Zen incense are burned.
As soon as Qin Yu entered the courtyard, a stream of Zen incense came to his nose, and the whole person's mind couldn't help but calm down a little, although Qin Yu didn't understand incense, but he could make his mind calm just by smelling it, this incense must not be ordinary.
In fact, Zen incense was not originally called incense, Buddhism believes that incense has a special relationship with people's wisdom and virtue, so Buddhism regards incense as a helping cause for cultivation, and advocates the use of incense when cultivating and meditating, to create a good atmosphere.
With the later study of Buddhist culture, especially the addition of literati, Zen incense began to become a kind of artistic conception, a poetic spiritual way, many literati and scholars would invite three or five friends, light a Zen incense, sit and talk about the Tao.
"Qin Jushi, please take a seat. ”
"Master, please. ”
Qin Yu and Master Zhiren sat on both sides of the stone table, and Shani offered two cups of tea, Qin Yu thanked him and took it, and Master Zhiren said:
"This is the tea leaves on the tea trees planted by the temple themselves, and Qin Jushi tried to see how it tasted. ”
Qin Yu took the tray under the teacup and picked it up together, pushed the lid of the cup halfway open, and blew a few breaths lightly, in the Chinese tea ceremony, pay attention to the "unity of heaven and man", the cup holder is the ground, the cup lid is the sky, and the cup is human, if you pick up the cup holder together, this technique is called: "three talents in one".
When the tea first entered the tongue, a rich bitter taste instantly spread to the brain through the tip of the tongue, Qin Yu almost couldn't help but spit it out, and said that Buddhism pays attention to "Zen tea", using tea to help Zen, and taste bitterness in tea, to achieve the purpose of practicing meditation, whether Zen has understood it or not, at least Qin Yu has experienced this bitterness.
"Qin Jushi, you might as well take a few more sips. Master Zhiren saw Qin Yu's facial expression, and said encouragingly.
"How many more sips?" Qin Yu felt uncomfortable with this mouthful, and he had to drink it again, if he was bitter and sick to his stomach at that time, don't blame him for spitting out your face.
With three sips of tea in his throat, Qin Yu gradually tasted a little different, the first sip seemed to be bitter, the second sip became bitter, and by the third sip, he had already found that the bitterness had decreased, and an elegant breath began to wrap around the tip of his tongue, Qin Yu's eyes lit up, and he drank all the rest of the tea in one gulp.
"It is said that bitter tea has been drunk for a long time, and after drinking the master's tea, I really understand. Qin Yu put down the teacup, and there was still an elegant faint fragrance between his mouths.
"Can Qin Jushi tell me about the Zen machine in this bitter tea?" Zhiren said in a quirming voice.
"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing, where to stir up dust, Buddhism emphasizes to clear people's hearts of distractions, and tea is to wash away the dirt on it, leaving no trace. ”
"Xiao Ke once heard such a sentence: Silence is the head of the Buddha, emptiness is the foundation of the Buddha, suffering is the body of the Buddha, hidden is the principle of the Buddha, if you want to keep the Buddha's way, you must participate in bitter Zen, if you want to break the bitter thoughts, you must practice bitter tea, and the tea person is the true Buddha!"
"Bitter tea, true Buddha!" Zhiren recited it silently twice, then suddenly relaxed and smiled, got up and bowed to Qin Yuyi, and said:
Zhiren thanked Qin Jushi for his enlightenment, but it was a pity that the poor monk drank bitter tea since he was a child, and he didn't even see it through Qin Jushi, and he broke the Zen machine in one word. ”
Seeing Master Zhiren's actions, Qin Yu hurriedly moved away, not daring to accept the master's salute, and hurriedly explained: "These are all said by others, and I just copy them." ”
"No matter who said it, these words were pointed out through the mouth of Qin Jushi, and Qin Jushi deserved a gift from the poor monks. Zhiren didn't allow Qin Yu to refuse, so he made a respectful salute, and Qin Yu had no choice but to accept it.
After Zhiren finished this ceremony, the two sat down again, and Zhiren said to Qin Yu with a smile: "No wonder Master Jueming will say that Qin Jushi and my Guangxiao Temple are related, just today's words are no worse than the help of the poor monks." ”
"The master is serious, and with the master's practice, it is only a matter of time before he realizes these things. ”
Zhiren smiled, then looked at Qin Yu, his expression became serious, and asked seriously: "Qin Jushi, I see that you have a lot of cause and effect, but what happened in the past two days. ”
Buddhism talks about cause and effect, and with Master Zhiren's cultivation, he can naturally feel a trace of evil karma on Qin Yu's body, so he will ask Qin Yu.
"Don't hide from the master's ......"
PS: Dear friends, in 2014, where did Dad go? Where did the time go? Where did the plane go?