This made him very surprised and puzzled, but today in the chanting of the Zen Sutra, he suddenly felt a little palpitations for a while, and he felt as if the young man above the clouds had come to their temple.

But he wasn't sure if he really came?

So he asked the disciple in front of the door to come over and take a look, and the little apprentice was the person he had always brought with him.

Wang Feng was visiting the temple, watching the many tourists make sincere wishes one by one.

In the world, how can it be possible that there will not be all kinds of wishes, but the Buddha advises everyone to let go of greed and hatred, and there are many people who will understand that the absolute six roots are pure, so that they can be called Buddhas.

In fact, the Buddha has always been in the heart, everything is moderate, and it is convenient for others and oneself, even if it is a great good, too much fame or greed is not conducive to the development of the mind, and it will naturally drift away, which is a bit like the golden mean since ancient times, and it is also a bit of a natural way of Taoism.

It's just that Wang Feng has his own opinions on this, the eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom

Wang Feng has his own concept of Tao, the concept of Buddha, and his own worldview, which is the reason why he can achieve two extremes in the different world.

The little monk ran to the front yard and was dumbfounded when he watched the flow of people coming and going, and the master asked him to come over to find a very special young man, but he didn't tell him the specific appearance characteristics, just said that he looked very special at first sight.

Oh my God, if that's the case, he's going to be blind, can't he finish blinding?

Wang Feng was leisurely looking at the landscape of the temple.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the young man he looked at was not the person with a very special temperament that Master said.

This person looks and feels no different from the tourists around him, but as long as you feel it carefully, you can see that there is a thick blood in this person's body.

However, the blood qi he felt was not the blood qi after the killing, but Wang Feng had just broken through, and the blood qi power in his body could not be reined in freely.

In addition, he was also impacting the transcendent realm in the other world, so Wang Feng had no way to completely restrain his own blood qi during this time period.

"Hello donor, are you here to worship the Buddha?"

"May I ask who you are?" Wang Feng was very curious, and the monk in front of him ran over and asked him what he meant by this?

"Hello, it's the master of the poor monk, and I want to invite the master to go to the back mountain to talk about it. ”

The mountain behind the temple is generally the place where the temple itself lives, and it is generally not open to outside tourists, so as not to delay their daily life and study of scriptures.

"Okay, then you can lead the way!" Wang Feng was actually very curious, what was the situation in the back mountain?

What's even more curious is that this is the first time he has come to the temple, and someone actually came to him, if it is not a liar, it is a Zen master of great wisdom.

Liar, he is not afraid.

Zen master, he is not Xu Xian.

So Wang Feng thought about it for a while, and decided to go to the back mountain with this monk to meet his so-called master.

Unlike in the novel, the road to the back mountain is not a secluded path and dense trees.

Instead, it was a paved cement road, a cement and stone stone road, and it took nearly ten minutes. After verifying his identity by the janitor, Wang Feng finally came to the legendary backyard.

"Donor, please drink some tea first, don't mind. "The old Zen master has been waiting here early, and has made tea.

"Thank you, master, you don't have to be polite. ”

"I think the donor must be very curious, why do I arrange my disciples to invite the donor to come to the backyard to talk about it. The old Zen master smiled and said to Wang Fengfeng.

"It's a little curious. The point is, I don't look like I'm rich. Wang Feng replied after hearing what Old Master Chen said.

"Amitabha. The poor monk didn't invite a donor in exchange for money," Lao Chen made a chicken with both hands and made a gesture and said.

"Oh, don't mind, master, it's just a joke just now, so what is the specific reason?" Wang Feng saw that the old Zen master replied seriously, so he also showed his attitude and formally asked for directions.

"I don't know if the donor has ever heard of the angry eye King Kong?" The old Zen master looked at Wang Feng expectantly after asking this.

"No, this is my first time here, and it's my first time coming into contact with Buddhism. ”

"Oh, I see, so if that's the case, does the donor believe in reincarnation?" the old Zen master looked disappointed, but he was a little unwilling, so he continued to ask.

"I don't know. Wang Feng was ready to answer a no, but thinking of the bizarre things that happened to him, he still neither said it nor vetoed it.

"Does the donor know why I was able to send my own disciples to greet the donor before this?" The old Zen master heard Wang Feng's answer, and his heart moved.

"I don't know, is it because there is a surveillance head?" Wang Feng replied solemnly.

"Poof. Hearing that Wang Feng said this, the old Zen master almost vomited out a mouthful of tea.

"Amitabha, sin and sin. The old Zen master hurriedly recited the sutra again, suppressing the grievances in his heart.

Today's young people don't play cards according to the routine, and the business is not good.

"A few days ago, I often dreamed of the Buddha's revelation to me at night, and in my dream, I saw the benefactor sitting on the red cloud and coming to my temple. That's why we met. ”

The old Zen master, the listener Wang Feng didn't play cards according to the routine, so he didn't continue, and said it directly.

Wang Feng was surprised, could it be that in the real world, there would be such and such strange people in the real world?

This is actually not to blame him, because according to the trajectory of his previous life circle, it is unlikely that he will come into contact with this kind of strange person in his life, at most he will only meet some liars who pretend to be gods.

"So what?" Wang Feng's face did not change, and his heart continued to follow the words of the old Zen master without beating, he wanted to know the future development.

The young people now are really unseemly, the old Zen master looked at Wang Feng and did not show any surprise, and sighed in his heart.

"Donor, don't be suspicious of the old man, the old man will not deceive the donor with such a lame reason.

Just stargazing at night. Combined with dreams within dreams. I think the blood on the donor's body is very vigorous, far beyond the ordinary ordinary people.

Presumably, the donor is not an ordinary person, so I can judge that the donor is a person who is destined for my Buddha.

But the donor's anger is very strong, I have a hand-copied Buddhist scripture here, give it to the donor, if the donor is willing, you can read or copy it by hand every day.

In this way, the anger in the heart can be gradually eliminated. With that, the old Zen master took out a simple manuscript from the small bamboo shelf behind him and handed it to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was not polite, took it respectfully with both hands, and opened it to look at it.

Wang Feng didn't notice the name of the Buddhist scriptures, but the content of the Buddhist scriptures was not difficult to understand.

After watching it for a while, Wang Feng also felt that the anger in his heart had been reduced a little.

"Thank you, master. How much does this manuscript sell?" Wang Feng looked at the manuscript in his hand, the handwriting was neat, but the edges of the manuscript seemed to be often turned over by hand and worn off.

"Amitabha, this manuscript was given to the donor" The old Zen master was amazed after watching the changes in Wang Feng's body.

"The master is merciful and does not be trapped by money. In that case, then I will donate a teaching building to a nearby primary school!" Wang Feng originally wanted to do good deeds to offset some of his evil thoughts.

"Amitabha. This move is a great good, and the donor is a great good person. You must be blessed by the Buddha. "Old Zen Master, I heard Wang Feng say, and then his eyes lit up, it seems that this guy in front of him is a rich master.

......

In the afternoon of the same day, Wang Feng left the temple and called Manager Zhang at the same time to ask him to assist in the follow-up donation of the teaching building.

The money was spent, the Buddhist scriptures were obtained, and my heart was finally much more comfortable.

It's just that when he left the temple, Wang Feng suddenly noticed that something was not right, and he felt that someone had been following him behind him.

And the people who followed him obviously didn't look like ordinary people.

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Wang Feng: Author, may I ask what happened yesterday when I dreamed that a big insect had been chasing me?

Author: You may have slept without a quilt and been bitten by mosquitoes~

Wang:...... (I have a sentence MMP, I don't know if to talk about it~!)

Author: Do you think I'm going to tell you the truth?

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