"Amitabha, two donors stop." The old man's voice sounded, a soft wind blew, and the strong wind caused by the battle between Jiang Anyi and Chu Keqing was like spring breeze and rain, scattered invisibly. The gray-clothed monk appeared beside the two of them, his eyebrows were white, and he was the old monk who had just wiped the doors and windows of the main hall.

Chu Keqing recognized that the old monk was Master Guangming, a senior monk of Mingpu Temple, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he said: "But you can be reckless and nameless, disturb the temple's cultivation, please forgive the master." ”

Master Guangming clasped his palms together and smiled silently. Chu Keqing saluted again, glared at Jiang Anyi, turned around and left with Li'er and the others, Xin Fei glanced at Jiang Anyi affectionately, and left with him. Jiang Anyi sent Xinfei away, his heart was empty, he didn't know what it tasted like, he had just met, and his thoughts stood up again.

"Master Jiang is polite, the old man is clumsy, he didn't recognize the donor, thank you for sending tea for Master Hong Xin's nephew." Master Guangming's voice recalled Jiang Anyi's soul, the old monk was calm and peaceful, and he was a neighbor with his hair up, and the real person didn't show his face.

Jiang Anyi hurriedly saluted and said, "Don't dare, if it weren't for the master's help, he would almost hurt the innocent, thank you master." ”

"A thought of goodness means that you have a relationship with the Buddha, no wonder Hong Xin's nephew said that you have deep wisdom roots. Master Jiang, this is not a place to speak, you might as well follow the old man to the meditation room to drink a cup of tea. Master Hong Xin's nephew mentioned in the letter that you had said that Zen tea is a taste, and the old man wants to ask Jiang Zhuangyuan for a lesson or two. ”

Walking backwards behind Master Guangming, there are fewer and fewer tourists, and more and more monks. When the monks in the temple saw Master Guangming, they all stood up and folded their legs as a salute, and Master Guangming stood every time and returned the salute, which was not trivial at all. Not far away, I actually walked a pillar of incense.

Probably feeling that Jiang Anyi was a little helpless, Master Guangming smiled: "The body and mind are silent, and every word and deed is practice; Adhering to good thoughts, every tea and meal has a Zen machine. It's a pity that Jiang Anyi was unmoved by Niu playing the piano.

Behind the hall of the great male treasure is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the residence of Master Guangming is on the right side of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, pushing the corner door, inside is a quiet small courtyard, there are seven or eight Zen rooms in the courtyard. Master Guangming's meditation room is on the inside, and the five-zhang square meditation room is divided into two rooms by burlap, the inside is the bedroom, and the outside is the place for hospitality.

A small table, a few futons, a small incense burner, a stick of incense sticks curling smoke without hurry, and the unique smell of sandalwood emanates from the house. There is a cabinet in the corner of the house, where the scriptures are placed, Master Guangming opened the cabinet door and took out the bag of tea, and saw that the package was the Anlong tea sent by Jiang Anyi for Master Hongxin.

Jiang Anyi sat cross-legged on the futon, quietly watching Master Guangming boiling water, washing cups, and making tea, the whole action was like flowing water, indescribably calm and calm, which made people feel calm.

The tea color is bright and fragrant and slightly bitter, and Master Guangming said with a smile: "Master Jiang, tea has a pure heart, no dirt, no corruption, no greed and no hatred, and all the laws are implicitly contained in it." I don't know how Master Jiang looks at tea? ”

At the peak of Fengshan, Jiang Anyi listened to everyone's tea tasting and talking, but today Master Guangming wants to taste tea and talk about Zen, it seems that he really has a relationship with tea. After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Anyi said honestly: "Master, Anyi just thinks that the tea is elegant, the tea taste is bitter, and it is similar to Buddhism. ”

"Good, the donor can see Zen from tea, and he has a wise heart, but why do you need words to know the true meaning, the Buddha smiles with flowers, and the knower knows himself."

Master Guangming continued: "Lao Wei heard that Master Hong Xin's nephew said that the donor is my Buddhist protector. Master Hong Xin's nephew went south to preach the Dharma and look for opportunities, and it seems that Jiang Shizhu is the opportunity he identified. ”

Jiang Anyi took off the Bodhi wooden plaque from his neck, rubbed it in his hand, and said: "Master, although Master Hongxin had some teachings at the beginning, Jiang still did not understand the responsibility of protecting the Dharma, and since becoming the protector of Buddhism, Jiang has never done anything beneficial to Buddhism, and he is really ashamed of the name of protecting the Dharma. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Anyi presented the wooden plaque to Master Guangming with both hands. Master Guangming shook his head and said with a smile: "To have a relationship with the Buddha, you don't have to do anything deliberately, with compassion in your heart, that is, the heart of the Buddha." The donor will be an official in the future, and he will be able to benefit the people and let them enjoy food, clothing and peace, that is, he will protect the Dharma for Buddhism. ”

Master Guangming stretched out his hand and pointed to the teacup, and said: "Life is like tea, ups and downs are tormented, and it needs to be soaked in water to get a wave of green, which is the fate of tea and water, whether it is rich or light, the taste is different, and it needs to be tasted quietly." Since Master Hong Xin's nephew has chosen the donor, it is the fate of you and him, and it is inconvenient for the old man to say more. ”

Watching Jiang Anyi put the letter card back on his neck, Master Guangming smiled gently: "The donor and the old man wipe the doors and windows of the hall together, which is related to the old man. The old man is a little bit of physiognomy, and since he has a fate, he will look at the donor. ”

"Dead wood in spring." Master Guangming said the same opinion as Monk Hongxin. After saying this, Master Guangming stared at Jiang Anyi and did not speak for a long time.

Jiang Anyi was uneasy and asked: "Master, Master Hongxin also said that I am a dead wood in spring, I don't know what the master thinks?" ”

"Weird, weird." Master Guangming frowned, he didn't know how many people he had seen for him, even when he was the prince today, he had met him, but he had never seen such a peculiar face as Jiang Anyi.

The dark clouds cover the top, it was originally the appearance of extreme poverty, and the red light at the palace of life is revealed, intertwined with the dark clouds, and the auspiciousness is unpredictable; The eyebrows are in the sideburns, the style is long, the shape is like a sword, the murderous spirit is vigorous, and the danger is hidden. Master Guangming picked up the rosary beside him, and turned it while dignified, the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, how could a person's face have so many contradictions and contradictions gathered on his face.

The rosary in Master Guangming's hand turned faster and faster, and suddenly there was a slam, "pop", the bead thread was broken, and twenty-one Buddha beads were scattered all over the ground. Master Guangming and Jiang Anyi were both shocked, Jiang Anyi hurriedly got up, picked up the Buddha beads, and put them on a few.

Looking at the scattered rosary, Master Guangming said: "This string of Buddhist beads was given by Lao Gao's ancestor, and he has been accompanying Lao Ke for a while. ”

Master Guangming got up and found two bead ropes, strung the three rosaries in one place, handed them to Jiang Anyi, and said: "The three rosaries represent the three treasures of 'Buddha', 'Law' and 'Sangha'. Remember to serve the good and abandon the evil, so that the vajra can subdue the demon and achieve the right result. ”

Then, Master Guangming strung up the remaining eighteen prayer beads, closed his eyes, and chanted softly, ignoring Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi put the three prayer beads on his body together with the letter card, bowed deeply to Master Guangming, and turned to leave.

After a long time, the chanting stopped, and Master Guangming opened his eyes, revealing a look of horror. Jiang Anyi's son hides demons in his body, once the demonic nature attacks, it will inevitably disturb the world, how could Hong Xin choose such a person as the protector of Buddhism, could it be that this son is the reincarnation of Arhat, if Hong Xin can save this person, the merit is immeasurable, and the propagation of the Dharma will naturally succeed.

Master Guangming's thoughts, Jiang Anyi had no way of knowing, and he had no wish after seeing Xin Fei. Xin Fei was restrained by the master and could not move freely, and it was impossible for him to wait in Kyoto, but fortunately, he went to Inzhou to clear the fields and acres of land known to the world, and if Xin Fei was convenient, he would come to look for him.

The next day, Jiang Anyi went to Yufu to say goodbye to Master Yu, and Yu Zhijie instructed him a few words, asked him to bring a letter from home, and set up a banquet. Zhang Zhicheng's brothers and sisters didn't want to return to their hometowns, so they simply moved to Yufu to live, Zhang Zhicheng asked Yu Zhijie for advice every day, waiting to go to Louzhou with Qi Wenyuan.

Returning to the heart like an arrow, Jiang Anyi returned to Texas with a stone and a horse and two horses, passing through Linyang County on the way, sending the stone home to reunite with his family, Jiang Anyi promised that when the stone came to Anyang Mansion, he would send someone to pick him up.

On 20 June, Jiang Anyi returned to Pingshan Town. The original gravel road has been replaced by a flat bluestone street, which is clearly at the west end of the town, and there is still some distance from the house. People came and went on the street, and the accent of the south and north accents gave Jiang Anyi the illusion that he had arrived in the county seat, Jiang Anyi jumped off the horse and looked forward, whether he had gone to the wrong place.

Not far from the front of a tall bluestone archway, the left and right arches are built on the stone seat of two feet high, the width of the middle door has a too, up to three zhang, the horizontal square between the pins is carved brightly, the eaves are flying, the door forehead is written "three yuan and the first" four big characters, the word is as big as a bucket, vigorous and powerful, I don't know which famous hand.

Seeing the archway Jiang Anyi has a number in his heart, this should be purchased by the government, and there are twenty taels of silver in the middle of the yuan, and it is even more terrible to win the champion, and two hundred taels of silver will be issued. Feng Tingshi learned that Jiang Anyi won the champion, and gave out a hundred taels of silver from the house, Chen Shide was even more welcome, after getting the good news, he immediately took a generous gift, and went to the Jiang house in Pingshan Town with the good news, and met Jiang Huang's family.

In order to tree this archway, Chen County ordered the requisition of the people, repair the champion archway, who does not work hard, the stonemason took out all the craftsmanship and did his best, the archway was made elegant and heavy, and the carving was exquisite. After the completion of the Tiannan Haibei people are focused here, touch the archway to dip a touch of the champion's culture, more with children to come, let the children kowtow to the archway, and get the protection of Wenqu Xing.

Not far from the archway is the Jiang house, Jiang Anyi found that the gate has also been rebuilt, and the three regular script golden characters of "Jinshidi" on the eight-character gate tower shine in the sun. The door was open, and on the two benches in front of the door, four strong men were sitting, spitting and chatting happily.

Why are there so many idlers in his house, Jiang Anyi doesn't know any of them, so he leads the horse and walks to the door. The strong man in front of the door saw someone coming, and the outermost round face got up to stop him, tilted his head and asked, "What are you doing, dodge a little, don't block the door." ”

Someone behind him laughed and scolded: "I don't know where there are so many sour talents, I think about the uncle's temperament all day long, and I don't want to think that the uncle is the world's literary and opera stars, can these sour shows be compared?" ”

Jiang Anyi was surprised, he couldn't enter the door when he arrived at his house, and he was about to get angry, when the sound of horses' hooves galloping came from the avenue behind him. The man who was sitting hurriedly got up, and the round face who asked just now shouted at Jiang Anyi: "Don't flash to the side, can you afford to offend the second master's horse?" ”

Although the avenue was wide, the horses galloped quickly, and there was a panic on the street. Four fast horses galloped over, tightening the reins in front of the door, and the horse chief neighed Naruto stood up, almost stepping on the strong man who came forward to lead the horse, led by Jiang Anyong.