Chapter 7: The Monk
Gu Xi walked blindly, and when he woke up, he was already standing at the foot of a mountain.
She looked around, and from time to time groups of people climbed up the mountain along the winding mountain path.
Some even held the flag of the travel agency before she remembered that the city where she was staying now had a famous scenic spot in the country.
In addition to the beautiful mountain scenery, the most famous is its rumored 480 temple.
Of course, this is just a statement, but there are indeed many temples on this mountain.
So much so that you can see one every time you walk a short distance.
Gu Xi thought about it, and slowly walked up with the crowd.
She didn't know where to go.
There was an irritability in my heart that could not be soothed, and once I cultivated, it became even more complicated.
Even the childhood she hadn't remembered for countless years began to appear.
A large number of people died, and there were more desperate and helpless cries, and she sat blankly in the pile of dead people, looking down as if trying to identify which one was her parents.
The fishy smell of grass roots, the saltiness of the earth, the astringency of the bark.
The taste of hunger panic.
All the negativity came flooding in.
This is a mess she has never had, even if she was chased and killed by Feng Tianzheng Dao at that time, and escaped death several times, she has never been so restless.
Is this the inner demon?
Gu Xi followed the flow of people into a small temple in a daze.
There is a big Buddha in the temple, which is no different from the Buddha in the Wuhua world.
Bend your mouth and smile at the world!
"What are you laughing at?" Gu Xi stood in front of the Buddha statue and asked coldly.
This Buddha doesn't answer.
Gu Xi turned around and left.
Follow the flow of people and continue to the next temple.
There was a little monk in this temple, who watched Gu Xi bypass the merit box without investing a penny.
unhappy and secretly scolded her for being a poor ghost.
Gu Xi was questioning the Buddha when he heard the words of the little monk.
I walked over and pointed to the Buddha statue and asked him, "I asked him what he was laughing at, and he ignored me, did he think I was offering incense?" ”
The little monk was stunned, turned his head and ran. He was still muttering.
"It turned out to be a psychopath!"
Gu Xiang continued to walk.
Until you go to the temple where the incense is the most vigorous and the largest.
At this time, she had lost interest in asking the Buddha.
She moved the wide futon and simply sat cross-legged on the Buddha statue, closed her eyes and calmed down.
Her mind was in turmoil. Gu Yuansheng's matter once again plunged her into indignation and depression.
In this life, only that man can make her heart like a willow in the wind. Not in the slightest oil yourself.
She had been looking for a solution for so long. It's okay to leave the clouds.
What is she doing for nothing?
Not only did the demons not get rid of them, but they became more and more serious.
This one sat from morning to night.
All the tourists in Zhilu Road left.
The little monk who inserted incense for the travelers in front of the Buddha couldn't hold back and ran to be lazy.
Someone came to clean it. When he saw Gu Xi, he wanted to drive her away.
Gu Xi ignored him and only stared at the Buddha statue in a daze.
The fake monk who was dressed as a running but had a flat head didn't dare to reach out to pull Gu Xi, so he persuaded him for a long time to simply throw a broom and report to the abbot.
Soon, the older monk brought the younger monk over to continue the persuasion.
But Gu Xi just ignored it.
She didn't know where to go. It's nice to sit here, she doesn't want to go.
"You just leave me alone, just let me sit here?"
Waves of monks provoked Gu Xi upset.
"Burn this ruined temple again!"
After the worst, Gu Xi finally got annoyed, and really wanted to beat up those annoying monks.
So it's annoyance, not anger.
Anger will not say a word, hold grudges, and never die.
The monk was furious when he saw her. Those who have a bad temper are also annoyed.
The monks here are not the same as the monks in the Wuhua world. It is also different from the monks of many years ago in Huaxia.
Those who became monks were for the sake of the Great Dao, for the sake of faith.
The monks here are only a means of making a living.
They are annoyed by the street vendors, and the shrews in the alleys.
So Gu Xi had a happy fight with these monks.
Of course, she is happy, and it is the monk who is painful.
The monks angrily called the police.
Didn't wait for the police to come. But he waited for the heads of the big and small monks.
The monk had a good shaved head.
Glittering in the lights of the main hall of the Buddha Hall.
"Female benefactor! Borrow a step to speak! ”
The middle-aged monk has long eyebrows and clear eyes, and his tone is very gentle.
Gu Xi followed him through the Buddhist hall indifferently. Walk into a meditation room.
There was an old monk sitting in the meditation room.
Skinny, with an empty monk's robe, he has the demeanor of a monk.
What made Gu Xi care so much was that she found that there was a surge of true qi on the other party.
Seeing that the aura turned out to be very powerful, at least it was the strength of the sixth layer of qi training.
"Which is your master? Who sent it to smash the field? ”
The old monk, who was as thin as the wind blew, opened his mouth like this.
made the receptivity so strong that Gu Xi was a little stunned.
Fairy wind bones or something, can you speak so bluntly and rudely?
Gu Xi was slightly stunned. and then returned to indifference.
She simply sat on the futon where the old monk used to sit and meditated cross-legged.
The old monk's eyes widened, he snorted, and used his skills silently, trying to "invite" Gu Xi down with his true qi.
What surprised him was. The other party didn't move.
"Who is your master? It's impossible, are you still having heaven-level strength when you're young? The old monk rolled up his sleeves and rushed over.
Gu Xi waved his hand casually, and a stream of pure true qi directly loaded into the old monk's body, spreading his limbs and bones in the blink of an eye, making him involuntarily sit on the ground.
happened to use the posture of a lotus seat, and Gu Xi, who was sitting on a futon on the kang for a long time, was opposite each other at a distance of two meters.
The old monk looked at Gu Xi stupidly and couldn't speak for a long time, completely stunned.
Gu Xi closed his eyes.
But within a quarter of an hour she opened her eyes in annoyance.
It's completely impossible to cultivate.
As soon as you close your eyes, your mind will be chaotic.
Gu Xi, who had spent hundreds of years in cultivation, had never thought about what he would do if he couldn't cultivate.
When the day really came, she found that she couldn't do anything.
The first time I encountered this situation, I didn't have any colleagues to ask and negotiate.
Gu Xi's method of copying Liyun went wrong. On the contrary, he made himself even more messy.
She opened her eyes and looked at the quiet old monk, and said irritably: "What do you usually do as a monk?" ”
The old monk was already very honest at this time, but in fact, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. It's not good if you're not honest.
"Just look at the scriptures. Knock on the wooden fish, meditate ......"
"How many years have you been a monk?"
The old monk silently calculated: "It's forty-five years!" ”
More than 40 years is a long time for ordinary people who live less than 100 years old.
"What should I do when I don't want to read the scriptures and don't want to knock on the fish?" Gu Xi asked sincerely.
The old monk was stunned: "Don't look at it when you don't want to, just don't knock it!" ”
Gu Xi was also stunned: "Isn't being a monk just to chant scriptures and knock fish?"
The old monk said disdainfully: "Who said that a monk must do this? Which of the Buddhist scriptures stipulates that when a monk is a monk, he must chant the sutra and knock the fish? Buddha crosses sentient beings, isn't he a monk if he doesn't chant sutras and knock fish? ”
"But if you don't chant sutras, don't meditate, don't knock on wooden fish, what are you doing as a monk?"
The old monk looked at Gu Xi even more puzzled: "I'm quite a monk, so I'll be a monk." It's not that you miss chanting, meditating, and knocking on wooden fish. If I don't have to be a monk and can knock on it, why do I have to shave my head and get here to knock it. ”
Gu Xi looked at the monk blankly, and suddenly jumped off the futon. Approached the monk.
"Then what if I want to recite the sutra but can't read it?"
"Then just don't read it!"
Gu Xi meditated and sat down.
"You have a lot of point, but I can't agree with it!" Then she said with a serious expression.
"There is always a reason for what a person wants to do, and you want to be a monk always because being a monk has something that attracts you. Therefore, even if you are a monk, you have to recite boring scriptures and abide by the rules and precepts. But you're still doing it for forty-five years. Monk, now the problem is that you want to recite the scriptures, you want to be a monk, but your heart is not quiet, so you can't recite the scriptures and become a monk well. What will you do? ”
The old monk was silent for a while and said, "Why is the heart not quiet? ”
"There are always people and things that you can't forget. Always running out to obstruct you while you are chanting! ”
"The four major monks are empty, where are the people and things that can't be forgotten?" The old monk asked rhetorically.
This time, Gu Xi was silent, and she said for a long time: "So you mean, the reason why I can't forget it is because I still have a mortal heart!" ”
The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! ”
Gu Xi frowned: "Don't pretend!" It's good. So what should I do? ”
"The Buddha said: To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Since it is a mundane matter, it is natural to solve it in the mundane! ”
"Did the Buddha say this?" Gu Xi suddenly felt that this old monk was unreliable.
"I tried, it didn't work!"
The old monk looked at Gu Xi and thought for a while: "If it doesn't work, there should always be a reason for it not to work, and if you find a solution, it will work!" ”
For the first time in his life, Gu Xi had the urge to roll his eyes.
"Forget it! Old monk, get up! Gu Xi stood up excitedly.
The old monk suddenly felt the pressure and immediately jumped up quickly.
"Female benefactor, oh no, female superior. Where the hell did you come from? Are you a Heavenly Rank now? Old monk, I have practiced all my life and I can't break through, how about I talk about my feelings? ”
Gu Xi looked at the old monk who had changed from a high-ranking monk to an old naughty boy with a salivating face in an instant, and nodded after thinking about it.
This old monk looks silly, but there are hills and valleys in his heart, and the question and answer just now seems to be ordinary, but when he thinks about it, he hides a sharp edge.
Anyway, she couldn't cultivate, so she didn't know where to go, so she just stayed and followed the stupid old monk everywhere, maybe she could have some way out.
As a result, in Wuxiang Mountain, among the nearly 1,000 male monks of the world-famous Puguang Temple, there was suddenly one more female benefactor, who lived in the meditation room of Yanguang openly.
Who is Yanguang? If this question is asked to the Buddhists, they will definitely despise them.
Such a high-ranking monk, who has lectured on Buddhism to many worldly figures, does not know the Tao.
But these pious believers don't know what to do, they are so virtuous and respectful in their eyes, and they are far-reaching monks, but at this time, they are like elementary school students, looking at the girl who is meditating on the futon not far away.
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