Volume 2 Stormy Storm Forty-fourth Chapter Kangxi Emperor Righteous Interpretation of Wang Shizhen Wu Ciyou Wu Dajue Temple

Dajue Temple is located on the side of the mountain in the northwest of Beijing, and faces the west mountain closely. During the Jin Yuan period, the incense was extremely prosperous, but unfortunately it was later warned, leaving only a ruined wall, dead wood and Xiao Sen. The majestic main hall has been dilapidated, but there is a row of halls in the south chamber, which seems to have been slightly repaired, adding a little vitality to this desolate and cold desert ancient temple. The four of them dismounted in front of the temple, and Wu Ciyou, who had not eaten for more than a day, was out of breath, and said to Zhou Peigong while climbing the stairs: "You deceived me so hard!" What is the living Buddha's saying? ”

Zhou Peigong pointed into the distance and said with a smile: "Isn't that a monk?" ”

Wu Ciyou looked up, and sure enough, a monk walked out of the hall. Look at the age is only more than forty years old, thin and weak, with a clear face, wearing a kapok robe, wearing a yellow monk's robe, standing under the magnolia tree with his hands folded and chanting the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha! There is a fate for the layman! My monk is Bodhi, and I am willing to lead the layman to sail across the sea! ”

Seeing that he was so young, Wu Ciyou secretly sneered in his heart, so he took a step forward, clasped his palms together and asked, "The great monk of the hall, are you not a silent Zen master?" This question made Mingzhu and He Guizhu wide-eyed, but Zhou Peigong knew that Wu Ciyou was provoking the Zen machine, so he just watched from the side and didn't squeak.

"Lay people don't need to be surprised." Bodhi smiled and said to the three people, "This layman is like a great good layman, and he is about to take the school entrance examination for the poor monk!" After that, he turned his face and smiled at Wu Ciyou and said: "Lay people don't have to ask Buddha to ask Zen, and they don't have to ask Zen to ask Buddha!" There is no light up and down, and there is a blue sky. ”

"Oh," Wu Ciyou knew that his opponent was powerful, and sat down cross-legged with a smile: "That's Confucian Buddha, not Western Buddha." ”

"Easterners seek scriptures from Westerners, and Westerners say that the Buddha is in the East." The old monk also sat cross-legged under the altar of great compassion, and it seemed that he was very happy to meet his opponent, and he clasped his palms together and said, "The Buddha is among all living beings, and the clear mind is to see the Buddha." ”

"I'm not a Confucian Buddha." Wu Ciyou listened to him persuade himself to return to the sentient beings, and said categorically, "The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling at the east wind." The monk smiled. At this time, Mingzhu suddenly felt that this monk seemed familiar, but he couldn't think of who it was. I also heard the monk say: "The treasure trees in the West are dancing, but it is difficult to bear eternal fruits." Wu Ciyou said: "It's not settled." Wu Ciyou took a breath, and said after a while: "A young man likes to talk back, occasionally riding a horse to ask for wine from his neighbor, the neighbor says, 'No snacks', the young man says, 'Kill my horse', the neighbor says, 'Then what do you ride', the young man pointed to the chicken in front of the steps and said, 'Ride it', the neighbor said, 'There is a chicken without firewood', the young man said, 'Take off my cloth shirt and cook', the neighbor said, 'Then what are you wearing?' The boy pointed to the fence in front of the door and said, 'Wear it'! ”

Bodhi listened to Wu Ciyou's aggressive and witty words, and laughed and said: "Referring to the chicken and the horse, pointing to the shirt and talking about the fence, who wears it and cooks it?" Who kills and who rides? I don't even know my true face! Without waiting for Wu Ciyou to ask again, he asked with a counterattack, "Mr. Yixue only understands one or two sentences of Confucius, and he will be inexhaustible for life." A student bowed forward and said, 'Teacher Shengming, when the student has observed a word from the sage, he feels that his heart is wide and his body is fat', and when he asked which sentence it was, he replied, 'I don't get tired of eating, and I don't get tired of being fine'! ”

These sharp words were originally based on the mood of the Zen participants, each comprehending and resisting each other. Zhou Peigong could still hear some meaning, but it was too late to chew it at this time, Mingzhu and He Guizhu had already heard it stupidly. Seeing that Wu Ciyou and others were still a little embarrassed, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. But I heard Wu Ciyou say again: "The wonderful principles of the Buddhas are not between the words, this does not need the advice of the great monk, only asks how to write the 'bald' character of the bald donkey?" ”

The three of them were afraid that the monk would be angry, but who knew that Bodhi didn't care, and chanted the Buddha with his palms together: "This is the place where lay people don't pay attention to reading, the 'bald' of the bald donkey, and the 'show' of the talent, it's just the last upward hook!" ”

"The great monk calls himself a 'poor monk'", Wu Ciyou was still unwilling, and asked, "How to write the word 'poor'?" ”

"The word 'poor' is easy to write." The monk said, "Similar to 'greed'!" ”

"Got it!" Wu Ciyou took refuge in this party, "The next fool is ignorant and ignorant, and the great monk is enlightened, and I wish to worship the church as the head of the head!" ”

Listening to Wu Ciyou's words, Mingzhu couldn't help but be shocked, but Na Bodhi said: "I know what I mean: if you want to be a Buddha and enter a Buddha, you can never become a Buddha for the rest of your life." You can't see the nature of your heart, and you are not worthy of being a monk disciple. Wu Ciyou's body was shocked, and he said not to be outdone: "The monk is also from the world, and he deserves such arrogance and self-esteem?" The great monk dwells in the ancient temple in the deep mountains, does not hear the song of silk and bamboo strings, does not look at the bright color of peach and plum, sits on the wall, and thinks it is the supreme Bodhi? Mingzhu, Peigong, Zhu'er, let's go, let's go! With that, he wanted to get up.

"Lay and slow!" Bodhi Wan'er smiled, "It's the son who lost his word!" He said and swept the dust. Wu Ciyou was stunned, twelve female nuns from each of the two lines came out of the matching hall, each with a light body, although the eyebrows were lightly swept and the powder was not applied, the outstanding demeanor was stunning!