Shanxi, Xinzhou, Wutai Mountain. 【Reading.com】

The large-scale Xiantong Temple is backed by green mountains and cliffs, facing deep ravines and streams, surrounded by green trees, and the scenery is beautiful and pleasant. The palace in the temple is majestic, the layers are deep, and there are pine and cypress in the middle, the strong Buddhist atmosphere is full of it, and people will have a longing and serenity when they enter the temple.

Ma Liang and An Bingpan watched the scenery along the way, step by step up the steps, until they entered the late spring and early summer when they entered Xiantongfeng, the sun at noon was particularly dazzling, and the weather was a little hot.

Although there is a light breeze in the mountains from time to time, but they climb high and look far away, Ma Liang and An Bingpan did not stop along the way, but they walked all the way, and they were inevitably a little tired and sweaty on their foreheads.

There are many tourists who come to Xiantong Temple to travel and burn incense to petition, and the front yard is bustling with incense, and the monks and tourists are caught in the period, which is very lively.

Ma Liang came to a young monk, folded his hands and asked politely, "Master, where is Elder Gen Hui practicing?" The monk said respectfully: "Can the donor make an appointment?" ”

Ma Liang smiled secretly, thinking that now it is the place of this temple, and it is also advancing with the times, how does it sound like Elder Gen Hui is a bit like the general manager of a certain group company, and if you want to see him, you have to make an appointment in advance? While thinking about these in his heart, Ma Liang smiled and said: "The contemptible surname is Ma, and I bothered the master to inform Elder Gen Hui that it was the apprentice of Mr. Lu Xiangan from Central China City who came to ask for a meeting, thank you." "Donor, please come with me." The young monk seemed to have known about it for a long time, and he didn't report it, so he nodded and stretched out his hand to ask Ma Liang to follow him to the back of the main hall.

"Bingpan, you wait here." Ma Liang smiled.

Bing Pan answered.

Ma Liang followed behind the young monk and walked to the depths of the temple Yesterday, Old Man Lu told Ma Liang that he had never seen the old Zen master himself, and if he wanted to see the old Zen master in the Xiantong Temple, he had to first find Elder Gen Hui, who had a little friendship with the old man Lu Xiangan.

After finding Elder Genhui, he may not be able to find the nameless Great Zen Master.

Ma Liang thinks this is nonsense......

But as the old man Lu Xiangan said, this kind of thing must be done, otherwise how do you know that it may not be sudden? Don't leave yourself with regrets.

In a wing room deep in the secluded temple, Ma Liang met Elder Genhui.

This is an old monk with white eyebrows, a ruddy face, and bright eyes, and he can't tell his specific age. Different from Ma Liang's imagination, this old monk is not the kind of monk who is kind and kind, but his seemingly deep and distant eyes, but they are revealing some fierce seriousness all the time......

It was really in response to the old man Lu Xiangan, who said that the people in the Qimen rivers and lakes used to give Elder Gen Hui the nickname of Angry King Kong.

However, the light passed, the years passed, and the angry King Kong, who was already a lot old, seemed to have a more restrained sense of seriousness.

"Elder Genhui, hello."

Elder Gen Hui smiled indifferently and said, "Good Master Ma. Ma Liang waited for a while, and the old monk in front of him was still sitting peacefully on the futon, without asking anything, it seemed that it was natural for Ma Liang to come, and there was no need to ask him why he came. Or, wait for Ma Liang to confess......

And Ma Liang was waiting for him to ask.

So Elder Gen Hui closed his eyes slightly, and the old god was there.

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and a little pressure, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough, and seeing Elder Genhui like this, he didn't need the other party to ask, and said with a smile and extremely humble: "I came here to ask to see the unknown Great Zen Master, and I hope that Elder Genhui can be introduced." "He's gone." Elder Gen Hui said without raising his eyelids.

"Huh?" Ma Liang was stunned.

The nameless Great Zen Master is gone?

Damn, if he is gone, this trip has traveled thousands of miles and started to rush here in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be in vain?

After thinking about it for a while, Ma Liang suddenly felt that the Elder Gen Hui in front of him was lying.

The reason is very simpleFirst of all, a mysterious religious figure like the nameless great Zen master, although he is not as famous as those well-known hosts, elders and other senior monks in the real society, if he dies, there will definitely be some reports, and there will definitely be news in the Qimen rivers and lakes, and the old man Lu Xiangan will definitely know in advance: secondly, what Gen Hui said in his mouth is that the nameless great Zen master is gone, not "round death", which is a word that is quite important in Buddhism, Gen Hui is a monk who has attained the Tao, It is impossible to make such a small mistake.

But when you think about it, Elder Gen Hui's words can't be called a lie.

So Ma Liang still asked politely and respectfully, "Where is the master?" "He didn't ask where the master was, but not where. Such a question may sound awkward and profound... It's not that Ma Liang is pretending to be profound, but in fact, it is because he has some anger in his heart, and he feels that talking to this old monk seems to have to follow an abnormal path......

What's more, people obviously rejected Ma Liang's intention with such a sentence, and Ma Liang couldn't leave, so he could only use this way to get close to him?

It seems to be working.

Elder Gen Hui listened to Ma Liang's question, and actually opened his eyes, his eyes were full of depth and calm, of course, in Ma Liang's opinion, it was full of pretending to be pretending to be pretending, and he spit out a sentence without hurry: "Not in the rolling red dust of the world outside." ”

"I beg Master to recommend you." Ma Liang immediately folded his hands respectfully and bowed.

Elder Gen Hui said, "Where is he?" ”

"Huh?" Ma Liang was stunned, and secretly scolded his mother in his heart, why did he talk so hard to this old bald donkey?

I want to know where the nameless great Zen master is, and what are you talking about here? The circle in the crotch of the buddy kù will not be idle to the point of pain.

After a while, Elder Gen Hui closed his eyes again.

Ma Liang pondered for a long time, folded his hands and bowed ninety degrees extremely respectfully and sincerely, and said, "Thank you for the elder's advice..."

With that, Ma Liang turned around and walked out.

It is certainly difficult to talk to people like Elder Gen Hui, but it is understandable when you think about it, after all, Gen Hui has been practicing Buddhism in monasteries all the year round, comprehending the profound and mysterious Buddha heart, in order to one day be able to achieve "enlightenment" in the true sense of the word, which is normal in the communication between people.

What's more, a master, you have to look a little bit high, right?

But Ma Liang still had to sincerely thank Elder Gen Hui, because although the old monk did not personally lead him to meet the legendary nameless Great Zen Master, he did not stop him, and informed Elder Ma Liang of the location of the Nameless Great Zen Master and said that the Nameless Great Zen Master was not in the rolling red dust of the world outside, that is, the Nameless Great Zen Master was in the Xiantong Temple.

As for where it is and what it looks like......

Ma Liang didn't ask, he knew that he met Gen Hui, who belonged to a completely different world from him, if he asked carefully, the answer he got was **yes~

If you have a chance, you will naturally see it.

Xiantong Temple has seven halls and seven layers, each has its own special sè, none of them are the same, all are brilliant and magnificent.

In this solemn and magnificent temple, the back is obviously much quieter than the front, and there are many courtyards and places where monks live and practice, and even the main hall are not allowed to travelers.

Fortunately, Ma Liang was led here by someone, so he could walk freely during the period.

The young little monk, who seemed to know something, didn't talk much, walked and walked beside Ma Liang's nose, Ma Liang asked him if he knew where the nameless great Zen master was, 1 The little monk shook his head suspiciously, saying that he didn't know that there was an unknown great Zen master in Xiantong Temple.

Ma Liang didn't ask much, which is understandable.

The barefoot immortal Gu Tong Qimen in the rivers and lakes of the dragon can see the head but not the tail, and the nameless great Zen master can also exist incognito in the temple.

The so-called masters, the so-called stable people......

It may seem difficult to find a person in the huge Xiantong Temple, but if you find an old monk... It should not be difficult that in this era, as long as it is not in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan and those world-famous monasteries in Tibet, the number of monks who are ordained is not large.

What's more, the nameless Great Zen Master also has a distinctive feature, he is definitely a very old monk!

Maybe he would meditate quietly in a secluded and quiet room, making it difficult for outsiders to find, but Ma Liang felt that it was not difficult.

As long as he spreads out his mental power, it is not difficult to sense the existence of people.

Because of this, he walked out of the chamber where Elder Genhui practiced meditation very respectfully and confidently, and went to find the nameless great Zen master in the monastery alone.

However, when he walked out of the wing room and walked around in the quiet temple, he was stunned to find that in the Xiantong Temple, the mental power could not penetrate the body at all, which made him think of the time when the mental power was suppressed when he was in the ** Guang field in the capital. The difference is that in the ** Guang field in the capital, the power to suppress him is strong, incomparably huge: in the Xiantong Temple, he doesn't feel any momentum suppression or even counterattack attack of the power of heaven and earth, but he just can't spread his mental power.

This kind of seemingly non-existent power will not make you feel uncomfortable, let alone attack you, but there is a very soothing and calm sense of comfort, which is dissuading your mind from retracting into the body.

So Ma Liang was very depressed.

Being involuntary is something that no one wants to encounter.

But he has no other way now, to return to Elder Gen Hui? Ma Liang has this thickness of cheek, but the problem is that he knows very well that even if he goes back, he will not be able to get an exact answer, so now he can only pin his hopes on the ethereal Buddhists' word "fate".

In this way, Ma Liang walked around in Xiantong Temple to find the "edge"

It went until more than four o'clock in the afternoon, walked all over the corners of the temple, and saw several old monks, but I was stunned that I didn't find the nameless great Zen master.

Therefore, Ma Liang can be sure that none of them are nameless great Zen masters.

The Dharma name of the nameless great Zen master is nameless.

Origins and no name, the origin is in the Dharma.

During this period, Ma Liang also received a call from An Bingpan, asking him why he hadn't come out yet, and if there was anything Ma Liang's answer was: "I'm thinking about whether to demolish Xiantong Temple." ”

An Bingpan asked, "Why?" "Planer." ”

"Do you want me to go down the mountain and hire workers and machinery?"

"Wait for me outside."

Ma Liang remembered that when he led Xiaobai to the Forbidden City, he was not so confident and serious, and he was basically just a horseman. Now it's good, I don't want to travel, but I walked around the corners of Xiantong Temple, but I suffered the little monk who didn't know the pain and didn't have any questions.

"Master, are you tired? "I'm not tired." ”

"Thank you for always being by your side, otherwise I wouldn't be able to walk around this Xiantong Temple so conveniently."

"Donors don't have to be polite."

Ma Liang thought for a moment and asked, "Did Elder Genhui order you to accompany me?" The little monk shook his head.

"Then why do you keep following me?" Ma Liang was surprised that in the Xiantong Temple for several hours, many places that could not be entered were originally inaccessible, because of the reason that this little monk was following him, and the other monks would not come forward to stop them after seeing them.

The little monk said very seriously: "Elder Gen Hui said before that the donor was allowed to see him, but he didn't say that the donor had to leave after coming out of his meditation room, so I followed the donor's side,........., there are many places in the monastery that are not convenient for outsiders to enter, so Hong ......."

"Oversee me?" Ma Liang said with a smile.

"The donor is overwhelmed." 1 The little monk hurriedly folded his hands and bowed, very polite.

Ma Liang shook his head with a smile, he was already a little disappointed and discouraged, maybe he really didn't have a so-called fate with the nameless great Zen master, right? Xiantong Temple said that it is not small, but it is not big, just such a little place, there are a number of people inside, maybe the nameless great Zen master knew that he was coming, and knew that there was something to ask for, so he did not let him find it, in that case, it was like a barefoot fairy Gu Tong, only he was looking for someone, who could find him?

"Do you have a temple to take care of the food?" Ma Liang asked.

"There is an external hall in front of me, and I can take the donor there, but," the young monk said with an embarrassed expression, "There is a fee for eating in the hall." ”

Ma Liang pursed his lips and muttered: "It's really advancing with the times, Buddhism is important, and now it's also the reform and opening up to the economy first........."

The little monk frowned when he heard this, and seemed to be a little displeased, but he really didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't want to lose the reputation of Xiantong Temple in front of an outsider. So when Ma Liang walked towards the front of the temple, a little monk hurriedly followed and said: "Donor, now that the time period for fasting has passed, and there is no fasting in the dining hall in front of you, I, I will take you to the kitchen of the dining hall in the back to see if there is fasting." ”

"Huh?" Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: But now Ma Liang is really hungry, but he is really not stingy and hungry, so he has to eat a meal without paying in the back hall of Xiantong Temple. It's because the little monk's words reminded him that he has traveled all over the corners of this Xiantong Temple, and he has been to the ............... hall.

Only the kitchen has never been there.

Because he never thought that in the kitchen and the courtyard behind him, there would be a nameless great Zen master who was almost like a glutton.

Now, it seems that fate has arrived?

Following the little monk's side, Ma Liang came all the way to the dining hall at the back of the temple, and without hesitation, he walked through the dining hall to the location of the back kitchen.

A small, extremely clean compound.

There are three small houses, one kitchen, one for storing miscellaneous items, and one for storing grain......

In front of the stone steps in the northeast corner of the courtyard, an old monk sits.

Dressed in a washed gray monk's robe, the gray and white sè about half a foot long was mixed with a few black sès in the middle, but it was neatly organized: the skin on the old man's face and on his hands was wrinkled, like old tree bark, and it was covered with dark brown age spots.

At this time, the old man sat there very lazily, leaning against the wall of the dining hall, stretching his eyes and tilting his head little by little, as if he was dozing off in the sun.

If it weren't for the fact that he had these inconspicuous stubbles on his head, and a few obvious scars that could still be vaguely seen, no one who saw him would think that this was an old monk, but would regard him as an ordinary old man in the countryside.

When he saw this old monk, Ma Liang couldn't help but think of the barefoot fairy Gu Tong who was picking up waste along the street.

"Master, who is that master?"

"It's a master of this monastery, and when I was a monk, he cooked here for fasting." The little monk shook his head and answered Ma Liang's question vaguely, seemingly a little embarrassed, and did not mention the old monk's legal name, and his eyes were very clear to show his dissatisfaction with the old monk, which is no wonder, as a monk, as a monk of Xiantong Temple, led a donor to the temple, but let the donor see such a sloppy old monk who did not pay attention to the image, and it was really a bit of a loss of face for the monk.

"Donor, wait a minute, I'll go in and find it for you, and see if there is fasting."

"No need." Ma Liang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master Lao has accompanied me all the way, and the person I am looking for today is this master." ”

"This" 1 The little monk hesitated, nodded suspiciously, and left the small courtyard.

After the little monk left, Ma Liang walked in front of the old monk.

It seems that because of his advanced age, the old monk's facial features and reaction will be very slow, so in such a small courtyard, Ma Liang and the little monk had a few more conversations that did not deliberately lower their voices, and now they have walked in front of the old monk, and the old monk has not even noticed it, and is still dozing off little by little.

"Master" Ma Liang called softly very respectfully.

There was no response, and the old monk was the same as before.

"Master" Ma Liang was a little winged, as if he was frightened by the old monk.

No response yet.

Ma Liang pursed his lips, and after sitting in his heart for a while, he simply stepped forward and sat on the stone steps next to the old monk, gently touched the old monk's arm with his elbow, and called: "Nameless master, wake up, wake up ......"!