"Seems to be amazing!" Liu Qingqing looked at the two lines of square handwriting on the bamboo stick, raised his head and glanced at his uncle, and said to himself in his heart.

"Master!" Liu Qingqing stretched out his hand and took the bamboo stick from Lu Heng's hand and presented it to the fat monk, saying respectfully.

The fat monk who was closing his eyes to recuperate opened his eyes, took the bamboo stick and took a look, and his eyes suddenly froze. He took a closer look at the Zen words on the bamboo stick, and a look of surprise appeared on his chubby face.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the pair of talented and beautiful women in front of him.

After seeing the woman in front of him in a blue inlaid dress, with that stunning beautiful face, even if he had practiced for many years, he still couldn't help but sway. Hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the woman, and after reciting the Buddha name with his hands together. Only then did some peace be restored. Then, he turned his gaze to the woman next to the breezy scholar. After glancing at it, the monk turned his head as if nothing had happened. However, the moment he turned his head, it was as if he had found something. Suddenly turned his head and looked deeply at the handsome scholar in front of him, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. I couldn't help but feel a deep bewilderment in my heart.

"It's so weird!" After the monk withdrew his gaze from Lu Heng's face, he lowered his head and frowned, and muttered to himself.

Lu Heng squatted down, looked straight at the monk, and smiled slightly: "What's strange? ”

The monk raised his head and glanced at Lu Heng, and put away the look of surprise on his face. Shaking his head and smiling, he clasped his hands together as if nothing had happened, and said loudly: "Without him, hehe, the poor monk is wrong." ”

The more the monk was like this, the more anxious Liu Qingqing on the side became.

After all, the Zen language on this bamboo stick is unfathomable, and it can be explained no matter how you explain it. Whether it's good or bad, it all depends on what the person who unsigned it.

At this moment, seeing the monk was stunned at first, but later, his face was full of wry smiles.

Liu Qingqing was afraid that the monk would say something bad, so she was in a hurry, and she was about to kneel down when she raised her skirt.

Seeing the fairy-like woman in front of him, about to kneel down for himself, the monk's face suddenly changed greatly, he hurriedly stood up, took a step back, folded his hands and recited a Buddha name: "The donor can't be like this, the monk can't afford your gift!" ”

Seeing the anxious and worried look on Liu Qingqing's face, the monk no longer concealed it, he held the bamboo stick in both hands and sent it to Liu Qingqing. When Liu Qingqing took the bamboo stick a little stunned, the monk smiled and said: "This sign, the monk can't solve it, and he can't solve it!" I hope the donor will forgive me! Liu Qingqing held a bamboo stick in his hand and looked at the monk in embarrassment. He asked anxiously, "But, master, you haven't said whether this sign is good or bad!" ”

The monk shook his head, turned his head to look at Lu Heng, and said to Liu Qingqing with a smile: "Don't speculate nonsense, the monk can only tell you that this sign is signed, and the rest, please forgive the monk for not being able to say it." This sign monk can't be solved. ”

The monk shook his head with a wry smile on his face and said kindly to Liu Qingqing.

However, when he turned his head and saw the scholar staring at him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The monk smiled, stretched out his fat fingers, pointed at Lu Heng, who had a calm face on the side, and said to Liu Qingqing.

However, there is one person who can! ”

"Uncle!" Liu Qingqing turned his head and looked at his uncle who was staring at the monk with a smile on his face, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

I've never heard of it, and the person who asks for the signature unsigns it himself! This, is this going to work?

On the side, Lu Heng looked at the fat monk in front of him, and was a little surprised by the other party's expression.

At the beginning, I saw the monks doing that. Lu Heng thought that he was really playing tricks. However, when he saw the monk staring at him just now, a glint flashed in his small eyes. Lu Heng was slightly stunned in his heart.

Who the hell is this person!

That kind of vision, Lu Heng had seen it in his previous life, in the eyes of a tantric living Buddha.

At that time, it was the time when I was in that country, and I was suspicious and followed. A friend told him about this Tibetan living Buddha who lives in seclusion on the other side of the ocean. Let him go and find the Living Buddha, and let the Living Buddha show him the future.

At that time, Lu Heng naturally didn't believe it. At that time, he was a god-like figure in the strategic circle of a certain country. Even the head of that country treated him with great courtesy. Everything that comes out of his mouth, no one doubts. With a raise of your hand, you can start a war. It can be said that it has reached a pinnacle of power in the world.

For Lu Heng, there is no need to believe in anything like fate at all. Because, he himself is the one who holds the fate of others in his hands.

However, in the end, he still stubbornly failed to resist his friend's insistence, and went to the old monastery with his friend.

After several introductions, Lu Heng finally met this living Buddha who is very famous in the Chinese circle. However, at this time, he was already dying and decrepit. The vitality is like a broken candle, and it doesn't know when it will be extinguished.

At that time, Lu Heng, who held the authority, naturally would not easily believe the words of the Living Buddha. After entering, he used some harsh words to stimulate this living Buddha. I want to see how this tantric monk behaves in front of me.

However, no matter how provocative Lu Heng was, the living Buddha always closed his eyes slightly and never said a word.

Lu Heng had nothing to do, and after taking a sip of the teacup, he glanced at the Living Buddha with a smile, and asked with a sneer: "Is the monk afraid to speak because he is afraid?" ”

The Living Buddha shook his head and smiled, and when he finally opened his eyes, a light shot out of his cloudy eyes. Lu Heng, who was young and vigorous at the time, was shocked by this look and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

That's the kind of gaze that makes people have no place to hide. It's as if all the causes and effects in this world can't escape the eyes of monks.

Seeing that Lu Heng was stunned, the Living Buddha smiled slightly, folded his hands, looked at Lu Heng lovingly, and said softly: "It's not that the poor monk is afraid, but the donor is afraid." ”

Lu Heng's eyes narrowed, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of incredulity, looking at this drooping old tantric monk. After a while, he asked, "Master, how can I see that I am afraid?" ”

The Living Buddha closed his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "If the donor is not afraid, he will not come here." If you are not afraid, the donor will not ridicule the poor monk. Is the poor monk right? ”

Lu Heng wanted to refute a few words, but in front of the monk's clear eyes, he finally shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stopped making useless excuses.

After taking a deep look at the monk, Lu Heng took a deep breath, a wry smile appeared on his face, he shook his head a little funny, looked at the monk and said, "Heh, what the master said is right, I am indeed a little afraid." However, I don't know where this scared me and how I should deal with it! If the master can solve my doubts, I will be grateful! ”

Seeing that Lu Heng was no longer unruly, the Living Buddha nodded with a smile and looked at Lu Heng for a long time. Retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and said to Lu Heng with a solemn face: "The future is uncertain, and the blessings and misfortunes are unknown." It is the end and the beginning, and it is all fate. Cause and effect go back and forth, and the cycle continues. You must know that in the dark, there is destiny. ”

The Living Buddha trembled his hands, took a string of Buddha beads off his wrist, and handed it to Lu Heng with a smile, and then, the Living Buddha glanced at Lu Heng deeply, folded his hands and said to Lu Heng: "Donor, take care of your future!" ”

After finishing speaking, the living Buddha's body sank slightly and closed his eyes.

After listening to the Living Buddha say this in an incomparably vicissitudes of tone, Lu Heng wanted to ask carefully. However, when he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, he saw that the living Buddha, who was already 100 years old, had passed away after saying those words.

Beside the living Buddha, many disciples knelt down in unison, and for a while, the sound of chanting sutras, like the sound of Buddha falling from the sky, resounded throughout the entire underground passage.

Now, in the eyes of this chubby monk, Lu Heng couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw this kind of gaze that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts again.

Seeing that the fat monk bent down with difficulty, rolled up the futon, sandwiched it under his arm, and prepared to leave. Lu Heng finally opened his mouth and stopped him.

Lu Heng looked at the monk with clear eyes, and said to the monk with a smile: "Master, what do you see?" ”

The monk stopped, turned around, looked at the scholar with a calm face fluttering slightly in the wind, shook his head and smiled: "It's because I can't see anything that I feel strange, hehe, the son stays, and the poor monk goes back!" ”

Lu Heng nodded slightly, just about to say that the master is light. However, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know, the master is under the master of the high monk?" ”

The monk smiled, and when he wanted to speak, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something. So, he lowered his head, pointed his fingers seriously, counted for a long time, and then raised his head, smiled at Lu Heng, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, coughed, and said, "My master said that his master's master's master ......, called Huineng Monk!" ”

Huineng? Hearing this name, Lu Heng couldn't help but be a little moved.

Huineng, of course I've heard of it. Huineng is the patriarch of Zen Buddhism, the five ancestors of Huangmei Hongren taught the mantle, inherited the Dongshan method, and is the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, known as the six ancestors of Zen Buddhism. He is one of the Buddhist monks who has had a significant impact in history. The famous song "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." There was nothing for one, and there was dust anywhere. It came from this mouth.

I really didn't expect that this fat monk who was not good-looking turned out to be a disciple of the Tang Dynasty monk Huineng.

Oh, it's really unseemly!

He looked at the monk who was walking towards the gate of the mountain gate, saw his staggering back, smiled, and said softly: "Heh, it seems that the monk's food is good!" This body of flesh is really not covered! ”

Beside him, after Liu Qingqing heard Lu Heng's words, he couldn't help but glare at him funny, and said angrily: "Uncle must not talk nonsense, be careful that the Buddha punishes you!" ”

Hearing the woman's strange voice beside him, Lu Heng withdrew his gaze from the fat monk at the gate of the mountain, turned around, looked at Liu Qingqing motionlessly, with a sincere gaze.

Liu Qingqing was stunned by Lu Heng's clear gaze.

Only then did she remember that when she was on the road just now, Lu Heng kept asking her if that sentence was a matter of counting. At this time, seeing Lu Heng's gaze like this, it seemed to mean that the old things were brought up again. She panicked, and inadvertently, a thick blush appeared on her pretty face.

Liu Qingqing's heart was like hiding a deer bouncing around, and she panicked for a while. She lowered her head, fingers stirring the corners of her skirt. Breathing a little short, he whispered: "Uncle, uncle, you, what are you looking at!" ”。

"You, you, does that sentence just count?" Lu Heng clenched his fists a little nervously, and with a hint of expectation and waiting in his clear eyes, he looked at the stunning woman in front of him who bowed her head and blushed, waiting for the other party's answer.

"I, I, I ......!" The woman's heart was like a deer, her face was red, and she didn't know what to say.

The woman secretly raised her head and glanced at the pilgrims around her, looking at the uncle who was standing in front of her with fiery eyes, and her heart was six gods and no master for a while. In a hurry, he was about to burst into tears, "Uh......, or tomorrow!" Seeing tears flashing in the woman's eyes, Lu Heng panicked for a while. Hurriedly waved his hand, sneering and persuading.

The woman raised her head, her eyes flashing with tears, and when she looked at her uncle's stupid appearance, she couldn't help but purse her lips and burst out laughing.

"Uncle!" The woman chuckled, pouted, and said angrily to the scholar.

The breeze blows, and the corners of the woman's blue skirt dance lightly with the wind. The tears in her eyes shone in the sunshine.

…… In the evening, the sun is shining. Visitors who have been playing for a day are also dragging their tired bodies. Follow the mountain path and head down the mountain.

In their mouths, they talked about the chrysanthemums that bloomed in the garden today. Others excitedly said that they had found a chrysanthemum that they had never seen before. Definitely something like a new breed. Then, the passers-by beside him gave a thumbs up to this person with admiration and praised, in this case, isn't Brother Tai the first person in the world?

Then, I saw these people, with a solemn face, in fact, there is no lack of beauty in the world, what is lacking is only discovery. Such philosophical words naturally attracted a burst of admiration from passers-by.

However, in the mouths of the Jiangning students who came here to play today, they were not talking about chrysanthemums, but about the chrysanthemums that appeared at the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting today. Jiangning's first talent, Lu Heng, and Lu Yongzheng finally shot again after a few months. At today's chrysanthemum appreciation event, a poem of chrysanthemum with good literary and artistic conception is used to press Qian Tanhua. To this chrysanthemum appreciation event, left the most wonderful story.

On the mountain road with fallen leaves, groups of students nodded their heads while walking, tasting the chrysanthemum, and said: "It's really good, the writing is brilliant, and the artistic conception is excellent." What a masterpiece! ”

Listening to the high evaluation of this song by the students below, Lu Heng, who was standing in the small pavilion on the mountain, smiled a little weakly.

Beside him, Liu Qingqing, who was like a delicate autumn chrysanthemum, stood at the fence of the pavilion. Looking at the sunset in the mountains in the distance, he turned his head and looked at Lu Hengyan with a smile. The fiery red sunset fell on her, casting a hazy glow over her dress.

Under the sunset, Liu Qingqing is like a fairy!

"Uncle, do you really want to hear the truth from the concubine?"

Although Lu Heng indicated that he would ask again tomorrow, he always couldn't let go of it in his heart, so he asked sideways along the way. But whenever she heard the vaguely revealed meaning in Lu Heng's words, the woman would always smile and roll her eyes with a charming face, purse her lips and smile, and walk forward with a light lotus step.

Now, the event is over, and the pedestrians are leaving in a hurry under the sunset.

Facing the picturesque gorgeous sunset, Liu Qingqing's heart finally calmed down.

She took a deep breath and turned her head, looking at Lu Heng with a charming smile on her pretty face.

(To be continued)