Entering the garden of the villa, I saw Master Huikong sitting cross-legged under the tree and closing his eyes to meditate, a young monk serving aside, hearing their footsteps, the young monk opened his eyes first, and saw Zha Wei and the three of them coming, he quickly stood up.

Master Huikong's expression did not change at all, and he was still immersed in his own world.

Cha Wei smiled at the monk, she turned around and made a gesture to Xue Weitong and Zhang Yang, and the three of them all sat down at the stone table, quietly waiting for Master Huikong to finish his cultivation.

But they waited for more than half an hour, Master Huikong still sat there without moving, Zhang Daguan also knew how to sit in meditation, he didn't believe that this old monk could achieve the realm of transcendence, they had been here for so long, it was impossible for the old monk to be unaware and play deep? Pretending? Use this way to make others feel that he is unfathomable? Zhang Daguan is an idle master, taking advantage of the fact that no one around him is paying attention, he quietly picked up a pine needle from the stone table, flexed his middle finger, twisted the pine needle and aimed at Master Huikong's ass and ejected it. Aren't you performing your zazen kung fu? I'm going to test your characterization today.

Master Huikong suddenly opened his eyes, his two eyes glared at the boss, and he took a deep breath, how powerful is the kung fu in Zhang Daguan's hands, although it is a pine needle, but under the stimulation of his internal force, it is no different from a steel needle, this is still his mercy, even so, the pine needle also pierced a small half into Master Huikong's buttocks.

The old monk endured the pain and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Ladies and gentlemen, you've been waiting for a long time! ”

He stood up slowly, and there was no way not to be slow, although the old monk Zazen kung fu was first-class, but there was a thorn in his buttocks, it hurt!

The expression on Zhang Daguan's face seemed to be smiling, and this guy understood why the old monk quickly stood up.

The old monk waved his sleeves, taking advantage of everyone's lack of attention, as soon as he reached out and wanted to pull out the thorn on his buttocks, his eyes were open again, there was no way, and it hurt that the pine needles were too brittle, and they didn't pull them out at once, and they broke, Master Huikong's heart was so depressed, and he couldn't understand why he was so unlucky, and he could also have pine needles pierced into his buttocks in zazen.

Xue Weitong said respectfully: "Master, please take a seat!" ”

The old monk smiled indifferently and said, "A few donors sit down first, Mingjue, and serve tea to a few donors." Then he said goodbye, "I'll go and change my clothes, and I'll come here." ”

Xue Weitong and Zha Wei both felt a little surprised, Master Huikong suddenly wanted to change his clothes at this time, did he have to change his clothes after zazen? How did they know that the master had gone to pull out the thorns?

The little monk Mingjue helped them pour a few cups of tea, and when he heard the master call him, he hurried over.

Xue Weitong couldn't help but say, "Master Huikong's behavior today is so strange. ”

Zhang Yang smiled and told the two of them what happened just now, Xue Weitong and Zha Wei couldn't help but laugh when they heard about it, Zha Wei blamed Zhang Yang and said: "You will cause trouble, you dare to be disrespectful to the master, you are not afraid of thunder and thunder in the sky, and ...... " Before the words were finished, the sky clicked a thunderbolt.

Zhang Daguan was startled, and the autumn rain that had stopped at noon began to fall again.

Mingjue came and asked them to speak in the house.

It can be seen from Master Huikong's current expression that the thorn on the buttocks of this monk must have been pulled out, thinking of this, Xue Weitong and Zha Wei couldn't help but want to laugh, they originally admired Master Huikong quite in their hearts, but after making such a fuss, they felt that Master Huiyu's every move seemed so funny, and they always remembered the thorn in his buttocks.

The two of them couldn't hold back their laughter, and they endured it very hard, and Cha Wei had to lower her head several times, afraid that Master Huikong would see her smile.

Master Huikong also saw that the expressions of the two were a little strange, and he wondered in his heart, no one knew about the stab in my ass just now? But their appearance is really strange, the master is a master after all, and his ability to mediate his mood is beyond ordinary people, his expression is not shocked, and he said indifferently: "Several donors have been waiting for a long time." ”

Xue Weitong said: "Master, I have read all your basic masterpieces, and I have a deep understanding of the master's seeing, letting go, and being at ease. ”

Master Huikong's calligraphy is also quite good, but he rarely inscribes for people, after Xue Weitong finished speaking, Zha Wei immediately introduced: "Master, Sister Xue is my best friend." ”

Master Huikong smiled, "Good! His gaze turned to Zhang Yang and said, "What does this little benefactor want?" ”

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "If you see through, let go, and be comfortable, you will have no desires, I don't hide it from the master, I came here today to make soy sauce." ”

Master Huikong laughed, he had a lot of interest in Zhang Yang, a young man today, and he smiled and said, "The little benefactor has also read my book?" ”

Zhang Daguan said truthfully: "No, but I have been famous for a long time about the master's legal name. ”

Huikong said: "The little donor is honest enough!" ”

He asked his apprentice Mingjue to go to the study to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and after everything was ready, he got up and went to the study to inscribe Xue Weitong

In Zhang Daguanren's view, Huikong and the Three Treasures monks are almost the same, they all belong to the kind of monks with particularly flexible minds, and the modern society is well integrated, in fact, the times are changing, the monks' practice methods should also be changing, it is impossible to be born in stone, many times you need to enter the WTO, in today's society, no matter how profound your Buddhism is, hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, who knows you, no one knows you, how can someone agree with you, no one agrees with you, where is the incense money? Therefore, Buddhist disciples also need reputation, and how can they really let go of their reputation when they think in their hearts?

Master Huikong's fame is so great, which proves that he is very good at managing his personal image, at least Zhang Yang believes that a monk who practices sincerely will not participate in this kind of commercial activity.

Huikong lifted the sheep's hair and wrote the words "see through", "let go", and "feel free" on the flattened rice paper.

Zhang Daguan's vision is extremely high, and these six words of Huikong can only be just getting started for him, but Xue Weitong also praised it like a treasure: "Good words, the master's calligraphy is not much better than Mr. Tianchi." ”

Zhang Daguan still feels good about Xue Weitong, but this does not mean that he can agree with all of Xue Weitong's remarks, he does not agree with this sentence, and he greatly disagrees. However, Zhang Yang spoke more politely: "Although the master's writing is to see through, put down, and feel comfortable, it feels a little wrong."

Xue Weitong said: "Do you know calligraphy? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. ”

Master Huikong smiled and said, "The little donor, but it doesn't hurt to say it. "Huikong still shows the mind of a Buddhist disciple.

Zhang Yang said: "I'll talk a few words in vain, if it's wrong, please don't be surprised." ”

Huiyu smiled and nodded.

Zhang Yang said: "These six words are easy to write, but it is difficult to do, at least I can't do it, it is easiest to see through, many people can do it, but it is difficult to let go, few people can put it down, and very few people can get comfortable when they put it down." ”

Master Huikong said: "The one who lets go and can get free is the one who really lets go!" ”

Zhang Yang said: "What was the master thinking when he wrote this painting? ”

Huikong Hui Hui was stunned, and I didn't know why Zhang Yang asked this question.

Zhang Yang said again: "If the master didn't know Miss Cha, then the request for Miss Xue, a stranger, would definitely be refused, right?" ”

Huikong looked embarrassed.

Xue Weitong and Zha Wei both felt that Zhang Yang's words were a little rude, but the two had to admit that what Zhang Yang said was the truth.

Zhang Yang said: "The master wrote this character in order to give Miss Cha a face, there is a human factor in it, that is, although I can see through it, I can't let it go, I can't let it go, so I put on some kind of restraint, do anything, if I have a bondage, then I can't pay full attention, so I think the master's six words are very good, but not perfect, I can't agree with what Miss Xue just said, Mr. Tianchi pointed me out back then, in my opinion, he can really do these six words." ”

Huikong's face was ashamed, and Zhang Yang's words were to the point.

His disciple Mingjue was a little overwhelmed, and he asked, "Does the donor understand the Dharma?" ”

Huikong said: "Mingjue, don't disturb the donor!" ”

Zhang Yang Huihui smiled: "I know some calligraphy, but I don't understand Buddhism!" He also walked to the desk politely, and asked Xue Weitong to take away the words that Huikong gave her, and then twisted the brush, calmed down, and wrote two lines of big characters on the snow-white rice paper.

Huikong saw what Zhang Yang wrote, his eyebrows moved, and his heart was touched by Zhang Yang's words.

Although Xue Weitong only knows the surface of calligraphy, but when the two pieces of calligraphy are put together, you can know which is better and which is worse at a glance, and what touched her even more was the two lines of words written by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang said softly: "Actually, most people in the world can't let go, because everyone has different responsibilities, and the master also has things that can't be let go, isn't it?" ”

Huikong laughed, and he nodded to Zhang Yang with appreciation: "The donor's words made the old man suddenly brighten!" ”

Xue Weitong and Cha Wei obviously didn't understand why Master Huikong would attach so much importance to Zhang Yang, and the two summed it up, because Zhang Yang's calligraphy is indeed very good, and there is a more important point, that is, this guy can pretend, pretend to be unfathomable, and say something that seems to be very reasonable, commonly known as pretending to be forced one by one, in fact, they all know that Zhang Yang is that kind of person, he can't do the kind of realm he says at all, but he can pretend, and of course he won't be deceived by him after knowing him for a long time, but a person like Master Huikong who deals with him for the first time, It's easy to be fooled by him.