Looking at the small lump of cotton on top of this staff, Qin Hao was about to cry, God knows how he lived without cotton this winter! I thought that this thing would be at least possible to see in the Yuan and Ming dynasties, but I didn't expect it, but it was sent to me by a monk.

According to the original historical trajectory, this thing was probably planted for clothing in the Yuan Dynasty, and large-scale planting was a matter of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, but Qin Hao's knowledge was limited after all, and he didn't know that this thing had already been introduced to the Central Plains, but it was used for ornamentation, and the first to bring it was Bodhidharma.

Everyone knows that Bodhidharma is a Tianzhu person, cotton is actually quite interesting, the place of origin is Africa, Tianzhu, and Central America, where is the heat he produced, so that for thousands of years no one knows what this thing is for, although Bodhidharma is comparable to a living Buddha, but Tianzhu that place is hot and hot, he never thought that this thing can be worn on the body, but because this thing is white and immaculate, and there is no smell, so as their Zen holy flower, inserted on the staff.

Over the years, cotton has been constantly planted in pots as the sacred flower of their Zen Buddhism, and every time the Lord of Zen goes out, he picks a new one and puts it on the staff, because the people of the Central Plains have never seen such a magical flower, and it is quite useful.

Hongren didn't know why, but he could see that Qin Hao was very fond of this holy flower, so he said: "Bodhisattva likes this holy flower?" There are still a few in this temple, if the Bodhisattva does not give up, the poor monk can let people send them to the Bodhisattva. ”

"Mage, the seed of this flower。。。。。 Seeds, how many seeds do you have? Give it to me, give it all. ”

Qin Hao lost his temper, he couldn't help but lose his temper, most of the time he traveled over for nearly a year was with that group of victims, although his own life was quite passable, but how did those victims come over in winter? At the worst time, sleep for a night, push the people around you, and if you are stiff, you will dig a pit and bury it.

If there was cotton, how many fewer people would have to die!

Qin Hao looked at the crossing in his previous life, and found that the protagonist could always use various ways and methods to get potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn or something, and when he first crossed over, he was envious, but now after a year, he realized that those things can only be placed in second place, and what Datang lacks the most is cotton.

Without cotton, a rich and noble family like him can naturally use silk cotton woven from silk to keep warm, and a moderately well-off family can also get some animal fur to keep out the cold, but the vast majority of ordinary people in this world do not have this treatment, and Qin Hao felt that his bones hurt when he thought of Li Tao's army wearing linen clothes and fighting in the knee-high snow.

Therefore, Qin Hao, who has traveled over for almost a year, lost his temper for the first time.

This look made Hongren stunned, but his disciple stopped doing it, pouted and said: "This holy flower is one of the symbols of my Zen mantle, and I am willing to give you one for the sake of seeing that the Bodhisattva and the Buddha are related, but you still want to have it all?" ”

Hongren frowned and said, "Shut up, don't be presumptuous." ”

Qin Hao reacted and hurriedly explained: "The two mages are not strange, they are really too excited to see this thing, master, this thing is of great use to me, to the Tang Dynasty, and even to the world, and I ask the master to cut his love." ”

Although his tone was polite, Qin Hao's tone was extremely firm, and he thought, you have to give it today if you don't give it, even if you burn down the Shaolin Temple for this thing, I'm afraid the Buddha won't blame me for doing evil.

"Amitabha, since this thing is of great use in the world, the poor monks are willing to give most of the seeds in the temple to the Bodhisattva, perhaps, this is the reason why the Buddha inspired you to be my Buddha and Bodhisattva, but after all, this thing is passed down by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and it is a token of my Zen mantle passed down from generation to generation, and please allow my temple to leave some."

Hongren is undoubtedly very polite, you must know that Zen Buddhism pays attention to oral transmission without words, who is the master of Zen Buddhism in whose hands is the mantle, this cotton to them is equivalent to the jade seal to the imperial court, and even exceeded, this requirement is both reasonable and reasonable, this Hongren Master is indeed worthy of the name of a generation of monks.

Qin Hao shook his head and said: "No, this thing is too precious, especially the first batch, I didn't know it before, now that I know, I must not allow half of it to remain in the people, and ask the master to atone for his sins, and after a while, I will build a pure gold staff for the master to replace this staff as compensation, how about it?" ”

Qin Hao's words are actually a bit aggressive, and the monks of the Pure Land Sect may be quite beautiful when they hear that they can exchange gold for cotton, but Zen Buddhism has always paid attention to passing on wisdom and not passing on spells, to put it bluntly, it is a group of philosophers, and the gold and silver things in the world are naturally not taken into account, at least it is far from being compared with the mantle of Bodhidharma.

Well...... In a thousand years, that fat man doesn't count, maybe in a thousand years there will be no Zen Buddhism.

Sure enough, I saw that the little monk jumped up when he saw Shenxiu rubbing the ground, and scolded angrily: "You are so unreasonable, do you think that you are an official of the court and can take away from us outsiders?" To tell you, I'm not so easy to bully in Zen. ”

Seeing that Qin Hao was so unkind, Hongren couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask the Bodhisattva, is this holy flower really so important?" I wonder what the Bodhisattva wants this holy flower for? ”

"Amitabha Buddha, Master Hongren, Master Shenxiu, Buddhism pays attention to merit, the so-called saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, this thing can save not a life, but the lives of thousands of people, I think, Bodhidharma Patriarch passed down the mantle, more importantly, the law, is wisdom, the so-called a wooden battle, a robe, but is the carrier of the law, if you can save countless people with this mantle and foreign objects, I think that Bodhidharma Patriarch is alive, and I am also willing."

"Amitabha, if it is really as the donor said, this flower can live countless people, think that this should be the merit of my Buddha, forced in the hands, afraid that it will create a hindrance, my Buddha compassion, for my Buddha Mahayana teachings, this flower, all to the donor, I only hope that the Bodhisattva will not let the old monk down, if this thing can not be my Buddhist merit, the poor monk will not be willing to rest."

"Master, no! This is the mantle of the patriarch! ”

"Idiot, idiot, the mantle is in the heart, not in the outside world, if you can give up a battle in exchange for my great merits of Buddhism, why not? Isn't it true that if I lose this battle, I won't be the true transmission of Zen Buddhism? ”

Although Shenxiu eventually cultivated into a generation of monks, this kid's brain is still a little stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have been compared so badly by Hui Neng, who was later than him.

He didn't hear it, but Qin Hao heard it, and immediately assured: "Master rest assured, since this thing is the holy flower of Zen Buddhism and the mantle of Dharma, the merits created by this thing in the future will be counted on the heads of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism. ”