"Abbot, I don't know if you have heard of it, I don't write anymore?"

Shi Huikong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is the pen closed?"

"After the previous "Rice Wine Post", I was worried that I would not be able to make any progress in my calligraphy, so I strictly demanded that I seal the pen indefinitely before I came up with a better work. ”

Uncle Likong on the side twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and said with a smile: "The Zhong donor should not have these concerns at all, I also know a little about the way of calligraphy, last night's donor's amazing work is enough to be comparable to the "Yellow Wine Post", and even in the eyes of the poor monks, it is more majestic than the Yellow Wine Post. The barrier of calligraphy has already been breached, congratulations to Lord Zhong. ”

Ouyang Kaishan raised his eyebrows, "Oh, what a good work, it actually made the old master of Huang'an Temple full of praise, Zhong Yue, take it out for us to appreciate and appreciate." ”

Zhong Yue looked at Ou Yangming.

"The white silk has been taken. "Ou Yangming was afraid that the monks of Huang'an Temple would not be reasonable last night, so he took the white silk as evidence and sent the two of them to the police station, which would be troublesome, so after locking up the abbot of Huikong last night, he transported the white silk out of Huang'an Temple as soon as possible.

Zhong Yue saw that several monks from Huang'an Temple had to let themselves "shed some blood", so he said: "Then borrow the abbot's pen and ink here." ”

"Yes, please. ”

Zhong Yue asked, "Abbot, is there a Buddhist scripture here?"

Shi Huikong twisted the Buddhist beads and got up, "Does Zhong Shi mainly copy Buddhist scriptures?"

"Well, since you are in the pure land of Buddhism, you are naturally copied from the Buddhist scriptures to be pious. ”

Shi Huikong said with a smile: "Copying Buddhist scriptures is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

Ou Yangming was stunned for a moment, "Abbot, Brother Yue, you can win the grand prize, I don't dare to say that I can recite Buddhist scriptures, do you still have to say that you will and will not copy a Buddhist scripture? ”

Shi Hui empty prayer beads, laughing but silent.

The empty man on the side said: "Copying Buddhist scriptures does not mean that calligraphy should be more subtle, but more important is sincerity. ”

“……”

"Xincheng, what's so hard about this?"

The old monk said: "After a person concentrates, he can cut off all kinds of distracting thoughts and achieve a state of undisturbed mind." If you are not confused about copying scriptures, then you must make sure that every stroke is drawn and every word is good. ”

"That's a good word, this is too strict, isn't it?" asked Ou Yangming. This Buddhist scripture is hundreds of thousands of words, who hasn't made a pen mistake, but it is necessary to draw one stroke at a time, and one word is good.

Huikong smiled, "So it's not something that ordinary people can do." ”

"I still want to copy Buddhist scriptures. "Zhong Yue's calligraphy has always been won by penmanship, and now when I hear this statement of cutting off distractions, I still have some agreement. After all, the pen produced by the system has a concentration bonus in the additional effects, and Zhong Yue has not paid too much attention to it all the time, anyway, it is easy to use.

"Master Zhong, copy the Buddhist scriptures to be pious, if you really want to copy, you need to copy it all at once, you can't give up halfway, I think it's still ......"

Zhong Yue walked to the desk on the side, "Abbot, I said I don't write, you have to let me write." I'm going to write it, and you're backing me up, what's going on?"

Huikong smiled and said nothing, "What Buddhist scriptures does the Shi master copy?"

"Just the Heart Sutra. ”

"The Heart Sutra is the shortest of the scriptures. ”

As soon as Zhong Yue was about to sit down, Master Huikong on the side said, "Before copying the Buddhist scriptures, you should wash your hands." ”

“……”

Zhong Yue walked over, washed his hands, and after drying them, he asked, "Abbot, if there is anything else to pay attention to, please explain it clearly at one time." ”

Zhong Yue was worried that if he sat down again, the abbot of Huikong would have to wash his face again, which would be very annoying.

"It is best to sit quietly for three minutes before copying the scriptures, and collect the body, mouth, and mind. It's best to turn off your phone to prevent other interference. ”

“……”

"Gone, right?"

Abbot Huikong took out a thin, just a few pages of the Heart Sutra from the bookshelf, "Generally, the monks in the temple are reciting the Heart Sutra to the ground, so basically do not use this scripture, I am afraid that I will recite it to you, it will distract you, so you still read it yourself." ”

"Thank you, Abbot. ”

Zhong Yue directly picked up the pen on the pen stand, licked it a few times, and said with a smile: "Good Zihao pen." ”

This pen is different from the brush that is generally reused. The average pen is tapered, but this pen, which looks round, suddenly narrows to the waist and becomes a very thin nib. Zihao pen, sharp like a cone, but the pen waist is soft, Zihao common pen pattern, with a tip.

"The pen was specially given to me by a donor in Xuandi, Huizhou, and I used it handy, which has been more than 20 years, and I have changed dozens of pens. It's a pity that the donor has passed away for several years. ”

Zhong Yue said: "Xuanbi has been lonely since the Yuan Dynasty, and now it is the world of lake pens, if the abbot likes it, I can make a few." ”

"Really?"

Zhong Yue nodded, ready to copy the Heart Sutra.

Through reminiscences, Zhong Yue vaguely remembered that Master Zhisong asked Liu Lotus to recite the Heart Sutra three times a day, and Youwei was abroad, which could be given to her as a gift. Zhong Yue had completely forgotten that the reason why he started writing was to leave ink treasures.

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When contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom and walking in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering.

The relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true for the thought and action.

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Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para Sangha reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha.

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The Heart Sutra is a scripture translated by Xuanzang, and its main meaning is to cultivate very deeply and contemplate the Dharma, to see that all the Dharma is empty, to be born and die in the sea of suffering, and to prove the supreme Bodhi.

To put it bluntly, that is what Shimen has been talking about without desire. Reciting this "Heart Sutra" can indeed calm the mood, the intention of Master Zhisong, presumably also let Liu Lotus see a little, only to live to death, beyond all indifference, in order to live a more wonderful life.

Zhong Yue's Xiaokai has already been perfected, especially now that he has broken through the bottleneck, he has reached the peak. The twists and turns are no longer exclusive to the Tang Lingfei Sutra, Zhong Yue's pen tip is smart, and every time there is a dangerous place, the pen tip can quickly pass by, making the few people watching from the side hold their breath and concentrate, and they don't even dare to breathe too loudly.

Life and death are downplayed, but how many people can really achieve this realm?

If Zhong Yue could look down on life and death, he would not have asked the Buddha so hoarsely last night.

The reason for this is, of course, the outpouring of true temperament.

Bodhisattva Bha.

The last word was written, and a handwritten handwriting, neat and clear Heart Sutra was copied. The people around finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Amazing, the word is good, or such a fast copy, such a speed of copying scriptures, if it was placed thousands of years ago, Master Zhong, you are definitely a Buddhist spirit child." Master Zhong, I see that your words and deeds are so open-minded, it is better to ......"

"Don't. Zhong Yue looked at Abbot Huikong's eager appearance, and hurriedly interrupted, don't even think about it, "Abbot, I'm still an ordinary man." ”

Ouyang Kaishan said with a smile: "Master Huikong, this wishful thinking has come to naught." ”

Abbot Huikong shook his head and smiled: "Hehe." Hongchen is a lot of trouble, Zhong Shizhu will understand in the future. ”

"It's been so long to bother the abbot, it's time for us to take our leave. When he heals my friend, he will come to the door to thank him. ”

Abbot Huikong clasped his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter." Lord Zhong is so kind and full of Buddha nature, he really doesn't think about it anymore?"

Zhong Yue rolled up the Heart Sutra and said, "No, no, no." ”

With that, he went out of the Buddhist temple with Ouyang Kaishan and others.

Shi Huikong kept sending a few people outside the mountain gate, and suddenly saw the rice paper in the hand of Zhong Yue, who was far away, and frowned: "Uncle Shi, it seems that something is wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

"That kid took the Heart Sutra away, hey, what about the ink treasure that he said he would leave behind?"

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