Chapter Eighty-Five: Fateful Verses

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"The old man just said that everything in the world has cause and effect. The fruit of coming to Chongjue Temple today is also because of the causes accumulated in previous lives. ”

"Past life?" Come and have relatives: "How does the master know that the boy's previous life has a reason with Chongjue Temple?" ”

Master Dazhi shook his head: "Old Man is just an ordinary monk, and he can't see through the next life and this life. ”

Came to the dark and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, originally looking at this posture, I was really stunned for a moment, thinking that the old monk could pinch and calculate, and knew his origin.

"But......" Master Dazhi stopped as soon as he spoke, and sold a pass.

came to rectify his heart, and unconsciously tensed his nerves.

"However, the old man's master once left a page of verses. Would you like to come to the donor and have a look? Master Dazhi said with a smile on his face.

"Ahem, cough ......" coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Don't hide from the master, the kid doesn't like to read since he was a child, and he can't read the language of Confucius and Mencius, let alone the profound Buddhist Zen language." So...... Still don't read it, right? ”

The old monk was still smiling: "Is the donor afraid of something?" ”

Lai Cheng hurriedly shook his hand: "Where, where, it's just that the kid heard that the Zen language is very esoteric and difficult to understand, so don't look at it." ”

"If you don't have him in your heart, why not look at it?"

I don't want to read the so-called Zen sayings, a big reason is because these things, just like the hexagrams in the street fortune tellers' signs, are some pre-compiled paragraphs that seem to understand but not understand, yes and no. According to different objects and different situations, a hexagram can make up more than 100 kinds of sayings in the mouth of the divisive stick.

After Master Dazhi finished speaking, he kept looking at Lai Cheng intently, and there was a flash of divine light in his eyes, and his scalp was numb and upset.

After staring at the time of having a cup of tea like this, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he said in a low voice: "If the master thinks it's really necessary, it's okay for the kid to take a look." ”

Seeing that Lai Cheng agreed to watch the verses, Master Dazhi was full of red light, and hurriedly got up and folded his hands, and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

"Come to the donor, wait a while, and the old man will come when he goes." Master Dazhi turned and went to the inner hall.

After a while, Master Dazhi turned around alone, holding a piece of cloth that had already turned a little yellowed in his hand.

Because the stupid big Mai Tiedan closed the door when he went out just now, the light in the room was a little dim. Master Wisdom walked to the window and gently spread the cloth onto the table in front of the window.

Gently pushing the two windows open, Master Dazhi beckoned to come and finish: "Come to the donor, please come and watch carefully." ”

Lai was full of curiosity, and a little apprehensive, I really didn't know what secrets were written on the cloth in front of me, and I didn't know whether I agreed to see if this verse was right or wrong.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided." Lai Zhen muttered a word in his heart, then stood up and walked to the window.

The dark yellow cloth was covered with specks of mildew, and at first glance it was an old object.

The cloth is a foot square, but it is not a standard quadrangular shape, and the corners of the cloth are unnaturally rounded, and there are fine stubble on the edges of both sides, which looks like a corner torn from some fabric.

Master Dazhi seemed to see the confusion of the whole thing, his eyes looked at the cloth, and his voice was a little heavy: "Amitabha, this cloth is the corner of the cloth that was torn off the monk's robe before the death of the old master more than 20 years ago.

This verse was written in blood by the first teacher biting his fingertips, and because of the long time, it seems a little dim. ”

Coming to Wen Yan's mood is also heavy, this matter is a bit big.

It is said that before the death of a monk, there will be a period of time to open the eye of heaven, and you can see the ancient pass for a hundred years in the future.

Could it be that Master Dazhi's master also opened the eye of heaven, and then saw some major events, so he tore his clothes and left a message before he passed away?

The thing that can make the heart of a high-ranking monk float before he passes away is definitely not ordinary.

came to look down carefully, and saw four sentences and seven words written on the cloth in an irregular manner:

"Shen Yuetian in the year of Gengwu,

The Ming Emperor in Chongjue Temple is present.

If you save three million lives,

It's all in Rokuro's thoughts.'"

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Lying in the groove, after reading the four sentences and seven words, he was shocked, grabbed the cloth and rushed to the Changming lamp enshrined in front of the Buddha, and dipped the cloth in oil and lit it.

It wasn't until the cloth burned that only a small corner remained, and the handwriting could no longer be seen, that it was thrown to the ground and left to burn.

When he saw that the cloth had been completely turned into ashes, he suddenly turned around, stared at the Great Wisdom Master with angry eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what do you mean by this?" Are you willing to put me to death? ”

Xu Shiyun also stood up violently, and pulled out the long sword at his waist with a "bang", and the tip of the sword pointed at the old monk

Although Xu Shiyun got up, he was still at a loss. I don't know how the two of them, who were originally talking and laughing, suddenly turned their faces.

However, there is one thing that Xu Shiyun can guess, that is, there must be something on the cloth that makes him fall into a desperate situation or even a dead situation, which is why he is so angry.

As a newcomer who has just defected to the company, no matter who is right or wrong, it is always right to be on the side of the boss at this time.

Master Dazhi waved his hand at Xu Shiyun unhurriedly: "The little donor doesn't have to be nervous, just sit on the side and watch." ”

Xu Shiyun felt a strong attack, and the long sword in his hand no longer obeyed the call, and even returned the sword into the sheath with a "bang".

"Ah~" Xu Shiyun was shocked, although his martial arts are average, but he is still much more clever than ordinary martial artists, and his strength is not very large, but he can barely pull a strong bow and two stones.

This old monk is more than ten steps away from him, and he can make himself unable to control the sword in his hand, is this a demon method or a strange martial art?

Regardless of Xu Shiyun's fright, Master Dazhi still smiled and said softly: "Does the donor think that the old man is planning to harm you?" ”

"Isn't it?" Come and ask angrily.

Master Dazhi shook his head: "When the old man saw this verse, his reaction was as surprised as the benefactor.

In the past 20 years, Lao Qu has never left Chongjue Temple, just to guard this big secret that can pierce the sky.

It wasn't until Lao Qu's apprentice said that Rokuro arrived outside the mountain gate just now that Lao Qu breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally complete the master's dying entrustment and live up to his responsibility. ”

Master Dazhi slowly walked to the futon, sat down with his legs crossed, and bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good, good!" If the benefactor has the heart to save all the people, please sit down in front of the old man. If the donor just wants to be alone, he can also kill the old man and get up and leave. ”

The evil thoughts flashed in his heart: I don't know whether the rags that the old monk took out are true or false, but this is enough to wipe out the family and the family. Regardless of his true purpose, even with such sinister intentions, he should have been killed.

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