"Little donor, the old monk gave it to you, do you want it?"

After the old monk laughed, he took off the Buddhist beads holding the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and handed them to Jiang Xiaolu.

The face that was as dry as the bark of a tree was covered with a peaceful smile.

"Grandpa, Xiaolu doesn't want to be a monk. ”

The little girl shook her head seriously and replied in a milky voice.

The old monk in Tsing Yi smiled dumbly and shook his head: "Little girl, the old monk doesn't want you to be a monk, and you can't be a monk, so let's go!"

The fawn's face showed hesitation, naively fighting between heaven and man, entangled in whether to pick up or not, in the child's worldview, Buddha beads and monks are one.

"Xiaolu, the master has blessed you, so let's go!"

At this time, Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the canopy with a smile on his face.

He saw the scene just now in the canopy, and he didn't expect that this old monk in Tsing Yi was full of Zen, so he walked up.

"Thank you, Grandpa Monk!"

Jiang Xiaolu got his brother's permission, took the string of oil-red Buddha beads, learned the old monk's salute, held the Buddha beads in both hands, and bowed lightly to the old monk.

It seems that he really has a bit of Buddha nature.

"Little donor Fuyuan Huigen, the old monk has been holding the rosary for thirty years and it is not buried, go ahead!"

The old monk in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, recited the Buddha's name to the little girl, and then turned his head and closed his eyes.

Xiaolu ran back and whispered to Jiang Xiaobai: "Brother, that monk and grandfather are so strange. ”

Then the Buddhist beads in his hand lit up.

This Buddha bead is often accompanied by the old monk Qinglan Ancient Buddha for 30 years, the surface is red and shiny, very beautiful, but it is relatively big for children.

Jiang Xiaobai took a look at the texture of the Buddha beads, which were made of agarwood, and smiled in his heart.

If this agarwood Buddha beads are sold outside, the price is unknown, but the old monk said to give it, just because of a word, it is a Buddha fate.

Although the value should not be judged according to the ordinary, but at least accompanied the old monk for 30 years, it can be seen from which the old monk in Tsing Yi has a lot of Zen cultivation.

Otherwise, how could she laugh out loud because of the little girl's sentence "Parents who suffer from the body's hair and skin" and give blessings.

Buddha is destined for people!

For a while, Jiang Xiaobai became a little interested in this old monk in Tsing Yi.

He asked the little girl to go back to the canopy and leave, and then walked near the old monk, and without saying anything, sat down cross-legged on the stern.

"Master, the disciple is confused!"

Jiang Xiaobai didn't look at the old monk either, looked at the regressive green hills on both sides of the riverbank, and said leisurely.

"Please!"

The old monk's eyes were not opened, his body was not moved, and two words were lightly spit out in his mouth.

"The great world is about to come out, what are you waiting for?"

"Seek the truth of the Tao and purify all sentient beings!"

The old monk in Tsing Yi raised his eyes, but his voice was like the thunder of a bell, falling on Jiang Xiaobai's ears.

Jiang Xiaobai's face was surprised, and he suddenly laughed, "All living beings are suffering, how can they come over." ”

"Why don't you take off your skin and go to Western Bliss!"

"I don't dare to think about Western bliss, I just want to be at ease. ”

"Since your Dao heart has been established, why bother to find an old monk to solve your doubts. ”

The old monk said lightly.

"Sure enough, the master is a person who has attained enlightenment!"

Jiang Xiaobai clasped his hands together, saluted, and then smiled dumbly.

After some Zen temptation just now, I confirmed what I thought in my heart, this old monk was not an ordinary ascetic, and I laughed at my own careful thoughts for a while.

"The donor is the one who is destined for me. ”

The old monk in Tsing Yi opened his eyes at this time and recited the Buddha's name leisurely.

"The master just said that just to lure me here. ”

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt suddenly, and then felt puzzled.

"How can the master see that I am different from others. ”

"The old monk has been ascetic in the world for more than 70 years, and the eyes of heaven are beginning to form, and it is not difficult to see that the donor has a Taoist atmosphere. ”

The old monk in Tsing Yi lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"I didn't expect that I would be put on a stand by the master. When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't help but smile speechlessly.

However, he was slightly shocked in his heart, the old monk's Zen cultivation was amazing, and the "five eyes and six passes" of Buddhism were actually cultivated into the eyes of heaven.

Buddhism has five eyes, namely the naked eye, the heavenly eye, the Dharma eye, the wisdom eye, and the Buddha's eye, which are divided into the five realms of Buddhism, the heavenly king, the arhat, the bodhisattva, and the Buddha.

Among them, the naked eye is the lowest, and the Buddha's eye is the highest.

Ordinary people born to their parents have a very limited range of distances that they can see, too small, too far, too close to be seen by the naked eye, or too dark or strong light, and they are not adapted to by the naked eye.

And if you can cultivate the Buddhist's Heavenly Eye, you will be able to see things that ordinary people can't see.

Imagine that in the center of a large city, if there is a completely closed house with only a small window open, from which one can only see the cascading tall buildings and a small piece of blue sky above, as well as limited human movement. Suppose a child was born and raised in this house, what might his impression of the world look like? Undoubtedly, his impression of the world is based on everything he sees through this little window.

If you describe the vast beauty of the seascape and the wonders of sunrise and sunset for him, no matter how fanciful it is, it is difficult for him to understand and appreciate it. That's all the average person can see with the naked eye. In fact, we live in a dark room and see the world through a tiny window, with the naked eye, and yet ordinary people insist that what they see is a completely whole, exact and real world!

If you cultivate the eye of the sky, in addition to those scenery with limited windows, you can also see many colorful light particles in the air, and the colorful world.

The eye of heaven is like this, not to mention the other three eyes of Buddhism.

To understand the difference, it is not difficult to understand the Buddhist proverb "to see that the mountain is the mountain, to see the water is water, to see the mountain is not the mountain, to see the water is not the water".

"Which sect does the donor come from?"

The old monk in Tsing Yi spoke.

"No door, no faction, country boy. ”

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the scenery in the distance, shook his head and smiled.

Seeing this, the old monk in Tsing Yi didn't ask any more.

At the stern, the atmosphere fell silent.

At this moment, there was music in the distance, like clear water flowing, and like smoke and rain, as if coming from the other mountain.

There are many tributaries of the Emerald River, and there is another tributary next to the waterway that Jiang Xiaobai walked, separated by a fifty-meter-high earth mountain, and the sound of music seems to come from there.

Listening to the music is a guzheng, crisp and melodious.

""Taihe Xianle - Smoke and Rain in the Wonderful Forest"?"

Jiang Xiaobai's face showed surprise, he has been proficient in music with Jiang Huaizi since he was a child, and listening to this music rhythm is a piece of Taoism's "Taihe Immortal Music Collection".

"It's still played by a woman!" Although the old monk is a Zen practitioner, he also knows this Taoist song, and nodded, knowing that it was played by a woman.

Jiang Xiaobai, who was familiar with the rhythm, naturally knew that the person playing was a woman from the subtleties, but he was curious about who was on the other side of the mountain.

It was the first time he could hear Taoist music in this place, and the other party's playing level was obviously quite profound, I don't know if it was because of his interest, or because it was played by someone in the Taoist sect, he couldn't help but have a question in his heart.