Besides, last time, Hui Neng escaped Ying Yin and other fellow brothers in this deep mountain and wild mountains, and after several twists and turns, he returned to Tianlu Mountain to live in seclusion for a period of time and then returned to Baolin again......

And Yingyin and their group of more than 20 people also arrived at Henglingang in Guangzhou first, and then rushed to Xialu Village in Xinzhou, of course, everywhere - Huineng skillfully avoided them.

Ying Yin did not give up, and searched for more than two years in the area of Guangzhou and Xin, but still found nothing. His monks were so depressed that they demanded to return to Huangmei.

Alas, could it be that the southern barbarian entered the earth and the sky? Otherwise, he would have turned into a buffalo, and he would have caught him long ago after combing his hair for nine months.

Shadow Yin had no choice but to go home.

Coincidentally, they went back to take the route that Huineng had taken to seek the Fa in the north: passing through Shaozhou, crossing the Great Yuling, and entering Jiangxi.

That day, passing by Shaozhou City, they walked into a teahouse to buy tea to quench their thirst. didn't find Huineng, and the sweet dream of seizing the mantle naturally came to fruition, they were all listless, few words, and just drank tea.

At this moment, the conversation between the two people at the next table caught Shadow's attention, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

A Confucian scholar wearing a scarf said: "The world is so big that there are no wonders. Have you heard of it? A firewood boy who has never entered the school is actually proficient in the profound Dharma. ”

The old man sitting across from him responded, "Are you talking about Lu Xingshi from Baolin Temple in Caoxi Mountain, Qujiang County?" ”

"Exactly." "If you talk about this person, it has a great background, he is a personal disciple of Master Hongren. I personally went to hear him preach the Fa, and it was really the Tao, spitting lotus flowers in his mouth. Not only that, but I heard that he was also proficient in Confucianism and Taoism. ”

"It's a strange thing, he is only twenty-six years old, and even if he had started learning from his mother's womb, he would not have such extensive knowledge, not to mention that he had never been in school or literate."

The old man whispered: "It is said that the reason why he has no teacher is that he is a great bodhisattva in the lower realm. So, don't speak ill of you. Beware of Retribution......"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. When they had no hope and had almost given up completely, they heard Huineng's whereabouts. Shadow Yin winked, and the monks put down their teacups and hurried out of the teahouse to a secluded place outside the city.

Ying Yin couldn't hold back the surprise, and said to the monks with joy: "Now that we know the whereabouts of the Southern Barbarian, we must not startle the snake and let him slip away again!" Without further ado, let's send someone he doesn't know well to find out, and then we'll take the robes back by surprise! ”

The winter moon (11th month of the lunar calendar) is a time with short days and long nights. Because of the cold weather, people rarely go out, and the night is more and more quiet. Cao Xishui sings ancient songs under the starlight. At the end of the day's preaching ceremony, the Baoling Temple, which had been lively for a day, seemed to be tired, lying quietly in the night, with the wind blowing gently.

The night is clear and the Buddha is settled, and the starlight is sparse and the sky is high. Suddenly, the sound of several stones clashing against each other shattered the tranquility of the natural world. "Click, click, click." Three stone sounds in the vicinity. "Smack, smack, smack." Respond with three high-fives from afar. A mysterious figure in a dark nightcoat flashed out from behind a boulder. Immediately, a group of figures quietly came to the lower reaches of Cao Xi.

They are getting closer and closer, and the one who takes the lead is the Zhike Yingyin of Dongchan Temple. He quickly walked up to the mysterious man and whispered, "Is he here?" ”

The mystery man whispered, "Yes." I inquired, and he's been saying this for nine months. In the past two days, I have lurked many times, and I found out where he was sleeping before informing my senior brother. ”

Ying Yin waved his hand: "Okay, you take us there!" ”

The mysterious man beckoned, led a large group of people, and touched the shadowy Baolin Temple in front of him......

In the abbot of Baolin Temple, under the dim light, Huineng sat on his knees and went deep into meditation. When deeply meditating, the human mind is in a state of clear intuition, which is connected and corresponding to all things in heaven and earth, so all kinds of senses are extremely sensitive. The ancients called it "Chengtan Autumn Moon, Lingming is not ambiguous". In other words, whether it is the distractions in the heart or the movements of the outside world, you can see everything.

In the midst of meditation, Huineng vaguely felt that someone was tiptoeing towards Baoling Temple. At this moment, a wisp of vaguely absent, intermittent, fluttering chanting came, and he opened his eyes and listened:

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain.

This place is full of thoughts and long-term sad travel.

In the winter moon, there is naturally no cicada noise; Late at night, there is no birdsong. If there is discordant noise, it can only be people. The sound of chanting, Hui Neng seems to be familiar, and the meaning of insinuation, he also knows it in his heart.

He smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for the warning, I have already noticed it, and the time is over." Go back, go back. ”

Because someone led the way, Yingyin and his party quietly touched the door of the abbot of Baoling Temple. With a sudden wave of his hand, the abbot's wooden door was kicked open, and several strong young Zen monks rushed in...... However, where is there still a figure of Huineng, only the open back window clangs in the wind.

Ying Yin shouted: "The Southern Barbarian has slipped away!" Light the torch, hurry up and light the torch! Everyone spread out to find him, and be sure to catch him! ”

The monks held torches high and scurried around the temple. At this moment, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Huineng was not in a hurry, calmly offering incense to the Buddha Shakyamuni, kowtowing, and then clasping his hands.

He stood in front of the futon and said softly, "The disciple was forced by someone to temporarily avoid it, and come back to worship the master in the next day." ”

Outside the main hall, the hall was brightly lit, and the golden statue of Shakyamuni Buddha closed his eyes and lowered his eyes under the flickering light, smiling mysteriously, as if he had foreseen all this.

Ying Yin led everyone to break into the smoke-filled hall, and Hui Neng had mysteriously disappeared. The monks did not dare to make a time, and looked for it under the offering table and behind the Buddha shrine.

The small door at the back of the main hall was not closed, and suddenly, someone behind the hall shouted: "The southern barbarian has run away!" The Southern Barbarian has run away from the back mountain! When the monks heard the sound, they passed through the hall, climbed over the wall, and chased after the mountain......

The mountains behind Baoling Temple are dense with dense forests and grass, and the mountain roads are rugged. Hui Neng ran in front, and a long fire dragon chased closely behind. The fire dragon is getting closer and closer, and the figures on both sides are recognizable. Shadow shouted, "Stop, you can't run!" Huineng, you obediently take out Master's mantle, we won't hurt your life! ”

Huineng ignored it, left the path, and dodged into the depths of the woods, hiding in a tree hole. Shadow Yin noticed that there was no trace of Huineng, and shouted, "Everyone disperse, quickly, surround this forest!" He's hiding in there! ”

The torches formed a large circle, enclosing the dense forest where Huineng was hiding. Ying Yin sat on a stone and said proudly: "This time, I think you can't fly with wings!" ”

The monks searched the woods like nets, but found no hiding place for Huineng.

A young monk said to Shadow, "We searched every corner of the woods, but we didn't find him hiding inside. ”

Ying Yin gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Burn, burn the mountain!" Force him out with fire! ”

The young monk said, "Yes, if you don't come out, you will burn him!" ”

The monks set fire to the mountain. In winter, the waist-deep thatch has long since dried up, and the dead leaves all over the mountains are good matches, so a fire burns in the woods. The north wind is strong in the winter night, and the fire borrows the wind momentum, and the wind helps the fire, and the fire burns more and more fiercely, and even the branches and trunks of the trees are burning. The trees have become huge torches, and the whole hill has become a sea of fire......