Chapter 7 The Spiegel is not a platform

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Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust.

The meditation room of Jietai Temple is clean and quiet, and the monks practice with peace of mind, and they have always been pious and respectful to the Buddha. Although the Jietai Temple is not big, it is also complete, after the main hall is the left and right wings for pilgrims to live, and after the wings is the backyard of the meditation hall where the monks live.

There is an exquisite garden on the east side of the backyard, which is the habitat of the old abbot Master Guangkong, and several meditation halls on the west side are the places where several masters of the "Hui" generation meditate and participate in meditation.

Zhiqing's master's legal name is "Huiming", is the elder brother of the masters of the "Hui" generation, and is also the proud protégé of Master Guangkong.

In the evening of that day, after Zen Master Huiming finished his homework, he made a pot of good tea in the meditation hall alone, and he also planned to comprehend the Zen Tao of Buddhism through the refreshing fragrance of tea. In fact, Zen and tea are connected, and tea tasting and Zen meditation are also similar, but it is a pity that Zen Master Huiming just picked up the tea cup and heard a noise outside the door.

"This group of bear children, if they don't participate in meditation all day long, they know that they are running around and screaming, alas, it really doesn't make people worry!"

As the elder brother of the "Hui" generation, and the temple supervisor, Hui Ming Zen Master is also a hard-working person, he has to manage the daily work of the temple, but also to entertain the good people and donors who come to the incense, and sometimes have to lead the team down the mountain to participate in some funeral activities, to earn some extra money for the temple, it can be said that "not the family does not know the price of firewood and rice".

Master Huiming wanted to go out and reprimand them, so as not to disturb the purity of Buddhism, but the freshly brewed pot of tea was reluctant to let it cool, so he had to pick up the teacup again and taste it.

"Master, it's not good!" A little apprentice hurriedly ran in and shouted.

He is Zhiqing's second junior brother, his legal name is called "Wisdom", only half a year younger than Zhiqing, and he is the child of Liu Erjia, a villager in Yaowang Village, Shanxia, because Zhiqing was not weaned when he was picked up back to the mountain, Elder Guangkong fostered him in Liu Er's house, Liu Er's daughter-in-law just gave birth to a child with enough milk, and she was merciful for a while and promised to feed Zhiqing. This Aunt Liu saw that Zhiqing was pitiful, so she treated him like her own child, so this intelligence also played with Zhiqing from childhood to adulthood, and was like a brother.

Later, Elder Guangkong took Zhiqing back to the mountain, and the child of the Liu family also shouted to follow him up the mountain.

"What are you shouting! Where the Buddha Gate is pure, how can you yell here! I really don't understand the rules at all! ”

As soon as he ran into the door, he was scolded by his master, and he retracted his head halfway, so he had to walk forward slowly and report to his master.

"Master, great... Big Brother is back! ...... "Zhizhi ran too fast, and he was overweight, and he was panting while talking.

"Come back, come back, what's the fuss? Really! "It's not surprising that Hui Ming heard that the eldest apprentice was back, because counting the days, Zhiqing has been down the mountain for more than half a month, and it is expected that he will come back at this time. Besides, when Zhiqing returns to the mountain, he will definitely come to see him first, as a master, he naturally doesn't need to go out to greet him, as long as he drinks tea here and waits for him.

Hui Ming glanced at the panicked second apprentice, and felt that it was also his own apprentice, or Zhiqing was more intelligent and sensible, so that he could worry a little less. He picked up the teacup in his hand and sucked it skillfully.

"He... He also brought a daughter-in-law! ”

"Poof!" The fine Biluo spring tea was spit out by Zen Master Huiming.

"What... What the? You repeat! Master Hui Ming couldn't believe his ears and immediately stood up from the meditation chair.

"Master, senior brother, he broke the color ring, he went down the mountain to marry a daughter-in-law and came back, go and take a look!"

Master Huiming heard the words of the second apprentice clearly, but he was still suspicious, although the two apprentices were stupid, they usually didn't dare to lie, but the big apprentice knew the rules of the temple, and it was impossible for him to do such a thing.

"Who did you listen to? Your senior brother was sent by me to Daming Temple to learn Zen and enlightenment, how could he break his vows and marry? Don't talk nonsense! ”

"Why not, he brought the bride to the temple? Just now, I was distributing happy fruits to the little disciples at the gate of the temple! ”

When this Zen Master Huiming heard what the second apprentice said was true, and heard the cheers of the little novices outside, he had long believed it and became suspicious.

"Could it be that I really misread Zhiqing? He went to Yangzhou and the Buddha's heart was unstable, and he planned to break the vows and return to the world? Won't you? …… This rabbit cub dares to be vulgar in front of me! Let's go, let's see! ”

Zen Master Huiming's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he didn't care about his pot of tea, so he hurriedly took his second apprentice to the front yard to see what was going on.

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At this time, Zhiqing is holding the purple cloud to the temple to walk, into the mountain gate is the wide front yard, in the middle of the front yard is to enshrine the Buddha and the eighteen Arhats of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the treasure hall is magnificent, majestic and magnificent, is the core building of the whole temple.

In front of the treasure hall is a bronze incense burner more than one person high, every year when it is auspicious, this incense burner is also the incense is vigorous, but now is the off-season for incense, so it is deserted a lot.

It was the first time for Ziyun girl to come to this deep mountain, and she was excited and curious to see that there was such a simple and elegant temple hidden in this barren mountain, she limped along, and looked at the surrounding temples, but after a while, she felt shy and embarrassed, because more and more monks ran out to stare at her.

"Brother Zhiqing, why do they keep looking at me?" Ziyun is a girl who has just turned fifteen, how can she not feel awkward when she ran into this monk's nest all of a sudden?

"It's okay, they are all my uncles and brothers, maybe because you are a living person, they all came out to take a look!"

"But... They don't feel comfortable looking at me. ”

"What's uncomfortable? Why didn't I feel it? Don't worry, just get used to it! ”

Ziyun felt really unreasonable when he heard what he said, and said to Zhiqing: "You are a monk, of course the monk is not uncomfortable looking at the monk, but people are... It's a girl! ”

"Alright then, I'll let them disperse!"

Zhiqing hurriedly turned around and shouted at the few junior disciples next to him: "Hey! Wisdom cakes, wisdom soup, wisdom noodles, wisdom rice, don't look at it, what should you do! ”

When Ziyun heard this string of names, he couldn't help but be happy, and asked Zhiqing in a low voice: "Do you junior disciples only know how to eat, why did you come up with such a nice name?" ”

"Oh, you don't know, they are all disciples of my third uncle, and my third uncle's name is Hui Zhai, so I gave them such names."

"Oh, what about your master? What's your master's name? Ziyun came to ask him again.

"My master... Look, that's my master! He's coming to us! As soon as Zhiqing was about to introduce his master's name, he saw Zen Master Huiming rushing over with a few disciples in a rage.

Ziyun looked in the direction of Zhiqing's finger, and sure enough, he saw a middle-aged monk walking over, this monk looked like he was in his early forties, wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe on his upper body, gray-brown pants on his lower body, a white cable tie tightly tied on his calves, and a string of black shining Buddha beads on his chest.

When Zhiqing saw his master coming to greet him, he was originally happy, but when he took a closer look, he saw that his master's brows were furrowed and his eyes were wide open, and he didn't have a good face at all.

"It's broken, it's broken, my master must have come to scold me, it's over now!" Zhiqing complained again and again in his heart.

(End of chapter)