Liu Zhiluo usually believes in Buddhism, so he interjects from time to time. The three of them talked eloquently, and it was already half the night.

In Liu Zhiluo's stay, Huineng temporarily lived in Caohou Village, and slowly, Huineng won the love of Liu Zhiluo, her mother, and his sister, as if they were a family. Zhixiu, in particular, has a love for Huineng.

One night after dinner, Liu Zhiluo and Huineng chatted in the living room. Chatting, chatting, Liu Zhiluo talked about his sister again.

Huineng praised her for being virtuous, understanding, and a rare good girl......

Zhixiu came in with a pot of tea, and just heard Hui Neng praise her, her face was flushed, she was shy, put down the tea, and ran out of the living room in a panic.

She came to the small pool in the courtyard and sat facing the water. The pool is as calm as a mirror, and a budding lotus is slim. Zhixiu's beautiful face is reflected on the water, pure, shy, and beautiful, comparable to flowers.

The human face and the lotus flower contrast with each other: the flower increases the human face and is three points white, and the person dyes the lotus flower a little ashamed. Feng'er was amorous, and quietly sent the conversation between Liu Zhiluo and Huineng:

"Brother Huineng, who else is in your family?"

"It's just the old mother." …… Ji-so seemed to sink into some kind of fantasy, and her eyes revealed a hazy longing, and her mind and body were intoxicated with great happiness...... A small bird flies through the air, leaving behind a string of melodious chirps. Ji-so wakes up from her dream, ashamed, and covers her red cheeks with her hands. Her hand slowly moved away, and the girl's face reflected on the water was still red. She smiled silently and reached out to stir up the world in the water. Liu Zhiluo and Huineng's voices were faintly inaudible. She thought for a moment and walked into the kitchen.

With a plate of fruit in her hand, she crept down the corridor to the door of the living room. In the living room, Liu Zhiluo was still chatting with Huineng.

Liu Zhiluo asked: "Brother Huineng, are you going north this time to visit relatives and friends or do business?" ”

Huineng said: "I am neither visiting relatives nor doing business. I guess it's a study. ”

"Oh, I really didn't see it, Brother Huineng is also a scholar."

Huineng smiled and said, "Don't dare to be." What I am talking about is not the study of your scholars, I want to go to Huangmei Dongshan Temple to worship the five ancestors Hongren as a teacher and learn Buddhism......"

"Bang dang!" There was a knock outside the door. Liu Zhiluo and Huineng stood up at the same time.

Liu Zhiluo said: "Brother Huineng, you sit down first, and I'll go out and have a look." ”

Huineng thought to himself, this is in someone else's house, and more is better than less, so he sat down again.

Liu Zhiluo walked out of the living room and saw a mess outside the door: a porcelain plate was shattered, and a few fruits were scattered on the ground. On the other side of the corridor, Zhixiu's figure flashed and turned into the kitchen. He chased after him and saw Ji-so hiding in the kitchen wiping away tears.

He asked with concern, "Yamei, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhixiu said, "I, I...... I walked carelessly, tripped and the plate fell off. ”

Liu Zhiluo joked: "Look at you, you are so old, you are about to get married, and you are still careless, and you will inevitably be scolded by your mother-in-law in the future." ”

Zhixiu seemed to be poked in the sad place, and twitched silently, and big tears fell down.

Seeing this, Liu Zhiluo was a little panicked, and hurriedly comforted her and said, "Don't cry, don't cry!" Isn't it just a plate, and if you fall, you will fall. ”

Ji-so struggled to control her emotions, but she couldn't stop her tears. She turned her head and choked up, "You don't care about me, go and accompany the guests." I, I, I'll be fine for a while. ”

Liu Zhiluo muttered in a low voice: "Girl, crying for a while, laughing for a while, it's always so inexplicable." ”

These days, Liu Zhiluo has always wanted to dispel the idea of Huineng going north to Huangmei to seek the law. One night, the two sat at the square table in the living room and argued for a long time. In the end, Liu Zhiluo said: "It seems that I can't convince you. ”

Huineng said: "Brother Liu, everyone has their own ambitions. Still, I would like to thank you for your kindness. ”

Liu Zhiluo said with emotion: "The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the sons are different. ”

Huineng said: "In Buddhism, virtue is infinite, including endless virtue. It symbolizes the vastness and boundlessness of true Buddha-nature. ”

"I didn't expect you to be so proficient in the teachings of Buddha nature."

Huineng said humbly: "Where, I was just on the way back to Xinzhou in Guangzhou, and I heard an old layman who had studied Buddhism for many years talk about some Buddhism, and knew some terms and stories.

During that period, Huineng and Liu Zhiluo participated in labor together during the day, and at night they went to listen to the endless Tibetan nuns chanting scriptures. After listening to the scriptures, he turned against the guest and explained the scriptures to the endless Tibetan nuns.

Although Huineng has never been in contact with the "Nirvana Sutra", since he heard An Daocheng read and recited the "Diamond Sutra", his heart has been enlightened, and he has deeply obtained the samadhi of "giving birth to his mind without dwelling", so he can understand everything and understand a thousand things.

Once, a nun from Endless Tibetan came with a Buddhist scripture and asked Huineng for advice: "There are a few words in this sutra that I don't recognize, and I came here today to ask you for advice." ”

"Ask me for words?" Huineng laughed and confessed frankly, "You know, I don't even know half of the words. But as long as you can read the scriptures, I will be able to answer a question or two. ”

The Endless Tibetan Nun was very strange, and blinked her eyes in confusion: "You don't know the big characters or half of the words, how can you explain the meaning of the scriptures?"

Huineng told her, "The subtlety of the Dharma is not in words. What's so strange about me not knowing half of the words and being able to explain the meaning of the scriptures?"

The Endless Tibetan nun was extremely surprised, and had a premonition that Huineng was a strange person, so she told the virtuous and famous elders in the village about it, saying: Huineng is an enlightened and enlightened person, and he should be invited to make a good offering.

Soon, Cao Shuliang, the great-grandson of Cao Cao, Marquis of Wei, and nearby residents rushed to pay their respects.

When the elders in the village heard about this, they rushed to salute, and after talking to Huineng and listening to him talk about the scriptures, they couldn't help but admire: "This Lu Xingshi has such a brilliant opinion, and he has reached the level of heavenly enlightenment. It's not beyond the reach of ordinary people. You can really go to Baoling Temple to become a monk. That is, he asked Huineng to live in the local Baoling Temple and called him Lu Xingzhi.

In this way, some lay people in the village who believed in Buddhism came every night to listen to the lectures. Huineng witty words, mouth spit lotus, people amazed: "Huineng insight is so exquisite, it is really a heavenly self-realization, self-understanding, very accessible, I am afraid it is a great Bodhisattva." ”

Therefore, the believers of Caohou Village, under the call of the endless Tibetan nun, invited Huineng to live in the famous local Baolin Ancient Temple. Because he had not yet lost his hair, people called him "Lu Xing".

Huineng lived in Baolin Temple for a long time, and felt that it was difficult to become a great tool without a famous teacher, and he would not forget his original intention of going north to seek the Dharma, and he did not hesitate to give up this glory, and planned to go to Huangmei to pay homage to the five ancestors.

On the night of leaving, he and his brother-in-law Liu Zhiluo talked about their arms late at night. Liu Zhiluo wanted to hold a grand send-off banquet for him and forcibly keep him in the Liu family's guest room.

The moonlight from the west slanted into the room, and the water floated on the ground like waves. Outside the window, the branches of the trees swayed, and the moonlight was scattered like broken silver, and it seemed that it could be heard sliding down and clanging.

Huineng quietly packed up. He slung his bag over his shoulder, opened the door gently, and listened. The courtyard was silent, only the crickets sang the brightness of the bright moon.

Huineng walked through the courtyard, gently opened the gate, one foot just stepped out, from the direction of Zhixiu's boudoir came a faint sad singing: Jiangnan Yue, like a mirror is also like a hook, like a mirror is not on the red pink face, such as a hook does not show the green and shy, empty self-shine eastward. ……

Huineng glanced back helplessly and walked out of the gate of Liu's house.

He walked out of the village, his singing voice still faint. It is like a moonlight elf, falling from the depths of the ethereal universe, echoing in people's hearts, wandering between heaven and earth, a little light, a little wonderful, a little sad, a little foggy.

He coughed lightly and chanted:

The heart is intentional and planted, and the rain urges peanuts. Self-realization and seed, Bodhi fruit self-contained.