The little monk saw that there was nothing in this room except the raised round stone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So he stepped forward and carefully examined the round stone.

"Huh? It's like a futon."

Looking down, the little monk suddenly found that the shape of the round stone was very similar to the round cattail mat in the temple for people to kneel.

And in the center of this stone futon, there seem to be two slightly concave areas.

"Could it be that there are people who often kneel here to have these two depressions?" The little monk muttered.

However, when he raised his head, he looked directly in front of the stone futon. But I found that outside of a closed stone wall in front of me, there was no movement.

Therefore, he couldn't help but start feeling a little distressed again.

Because if this futon is a place for people to kneel, then there must be something to bow down in front of him.

For example, the golden body of the Buddha, or the stone carvings of the Bodhisattva.

The little monk scratched his head, but he really couldn't think of a reason.

But after thinking about it, he felt that since he was able to come here, it must have been destined in the dark.

So, there must be something in this meditation room that he hasn't discovered yet.

……

A moment later.

The little monk finally walked around the house three times and then returned to the stone futon.

He thought to himself, since he had come, although there was no golden body of the Buddha in front of him, he still felt that he should bow down.

So, he simply cleared the shabby gray monk's robe, faced the wall in front of him, and knelt on the futon in front of him.

His knees were pressed into the cold and hard futon, and the little monk did not notice anything unusual, or noticed any strange movements.

It's just that at this moment, when he raised his head and looked at the wall again, he found that something was wrong.

"Huh? There's writing on this wall too? ”。 muttered in his heart.

He remembered very well that he had not only carefully observed the wall, but also reached out to touch it. But at the time, he didn't find any handwriting.

Leaning forward slightly, the little monk stepped forward, trying to see the two lines of words erected on the wall.

Gradually...

Under his gaze, the handwriting on the wall finally became clearer and brighter.

"There's... Meaning... Burn... Fragrant... What... Beard... Far... Look for... Buddha... Ground..".

"Deposit... Heart... Toward... Good... This... Place... Convenient... Be... Spirit... Mountain..".

When the little monk finished reading the words on the wall word by word, he felt as if he didn't understand, and touched his head with his hand in annoyance, and muttered even more in his mouth.

"What do you mean? … Does it mean that this is Lingshan? ”。

Then, he looked to the left and then again, to see if he could find any Buddha traces in this dilapidated house.

However, after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't find anything.

In the end, in desperation, the little monk had no choice but to face the wall, close his eyes, put his hands together and hold them high above his head, and said, "Buddha Buddha, the disciple is stupid, I hope the Buddha will guide the disciple!" ”。

After saying that, he bowed deeply to the wall.

The skin on his forehead was pressed against the stone slab on the ground.

The little monk did not despise the Buddhist rites because of the dilapidated place.

As in the past, as in the Buddha's sect, he had done this action countless times, and he bowed reverently.

However, the skin on his forehead touched the stone slab for a moment.

A sudden sound of thunder sounded violently from his mind.

All of a sudden, the rolling thunder was endless!。

"It's... It's ...". The little monk's heart was extremely shocked at the thunder that appeared in his ears at this moment.

So, he opened his eyes, straightened up, and looked forward.

And at the same time as he opened his eyes, he immediately remembered what the master said.

"The light of the Buddha is shining, the thunder is rolling, it is called the thunder sound temple."

Because, at this moment, in front of his eyes, the original dilapidated meditation room has long been gone.

It's a world full of golden Buddha light.

Buddha Rulai is the head, and the seat is Manjushri, Guanyin, Fuxian, Jizang, and the four bodhisattvas are second.

There are also dragons and tigers and the remaining sixteen Arhats in the list.

All of a sudden, all the Buddhas that he was chanting on weekdays appeared in front of the little monk's eyes.

It's just that these arhats, bodhisattvas, or Buddhas, have not opened their eyes, but have just closed their eyes and chanted the Heart Sutra in a low voice.

In fact, the thunder heard by this little monk was just a roar from everyone in unison.

There was a burst of joy in my heart.

The little monk saw that the Buddha and all the Buddhas in his dream were there, so he knelt down happily and said.

"Buddha, all Bodhisattvas, eighteen Arhats, disciples have no thoughts here, I hope the Buddha can answer the doubts in the hearts of the disciples...".

In fact, he has a lot of questions about this world.

In fact, before he went down the mountain, he was puzzled by many things in the scriptures.

It's just that his master told him that as long as he went down the mountain, he would see the world below. When the time comes, all the confusion will be solved.

But when he came down the mountain.

The doubts in my heart are not only unsolved, but more doubts arise.

He didn't understand why people on the rivers and lakes always fought and killed.

He didn't understand why the grievances in the world could not be stopped.

He didn't even understand how he should live as an earthly person.

So, he wanted to ask the Buddha and let the Buddha teach him exactly how to behave.

However, the question he had just raised had been a long time coming.

But he never got any response.

And what lingered in that ear was still the familiar voice of the Heart Sutra.

"The Buddha... Disciple... The disciple is stupid... I hope that the Buddha will answer the confusion in my heart...".

This time, the little monk bowed reverently and said.

It's just that his voice is a little quieter.

The tone is also a little timid.

He wondered if the Buddha didn't want to teach him because he was too stupid.

So, I saw that his big eyes began to look around secretly.

He glanced at the Dragon Descending Arhat, but found that the dragon was not beside him.

also took a look at the Fuhu Arhat and found that the Divine Tiger was not here.

What's more, he also stared at a bodhisattva sitting on a lotus throne with his big eyes.

"This..... this.. This is Guanyin? ”。

The little monk looked at the bodhisattva on the throne in disbelief, who was obviously a man.

He knew very well that among the four great bodhisattvas, only Guanyin Bodhisattva had a lotus throne.

Therefore, this also means that the man sitting on the lotus throne is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Avalokiteshvara...is not.. Woman....". The little monk hesitated in his heart.

……