Entering the main hall, facing a huge screen, there is a three-zhang long, one-zhang high-rise rosewood giant stool in front of it, a three-foot-high Jingdezhen fine porcelain Arhat statue, placed in the center, on both sides are placed four giant porcelain cylinders more than three feet high, a scroll of ancient calligraphy and paintings is inserted in the tube, a huge carved rosewood square table, tightly leaning on the center of the giant banner, two Taishi chairs of the same material, respectively placed on both sides of the table.

On this hall, there are eight broken beaded glass chandeliers, and under the four giant red lacquer pillars, two rows of carved tables and chairs with white jade surfaces are neatly placed, and Mongolian inch-thick felt, from the entrance of the hall, all the way to the second door. This is the abbot's room of Elder Jizhen.

Luda was stunned and looked at everything here, and secretly said in his heart that Buddhism was a quiet place, but how could this place be more magnificent than the Jinluan Hall of Emperor Huizong, which he had been to many times.

Haha, it turns out that this is the Buddha Gate, and it turns out that the Buddha Gate is here, and it is no wonder that people call the place where the Buddha Shakyamuni lives the Western Elysium.

Whoever doesn't want to become a monk here is a bastard, and whoever doesn't want to shave here is a big fool.

After everyone walked into the abbot's room, Elder Zhizhen said to Zhao Yuanwai: "The donor has worked hard from afar, please take a seat." ”

Zhao Yuanwai sat down on a Taishi chair, and Luda walked to a Zen chair at the bottom and sat down. Zhao Yuanwai leaned close to Luda's ear and whispered: "You are here to become a monk, how can you be so rude to sit opposite the presiding elder!" Luda had no choice but to reluctantly get up and stand behind Zhao Yuanwai.

Those high-level monks in the temple, what the head, the vena, the attendant, the superintendent of the temple, the acquaintance, the secretary; It is like the civil and military ministers of the court, who generally line up in the east and west in turn.

The two porters who followed Zhao Yuan from outside moved the box into the abbot's room and placed it there.

Elder Zhizhen looked at it and smiled: "Zhao Yuanwai, why did you send gifts again, every time you come, you bring gifts, how embarrassing." ”

Zhao Yuanwai said: "These are all small gifts, don't be polite." Besides, I also have a request for something this time. ”

Elder Zhizhen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha." Tell me something outside of the staff. The poor monk did so. ”

Ruda was secretly amused when he saw all this, haha! It turns out that when the monk is happy, he recites Amitabha, and when he is unhappy, he also recites Amitabha, Amitabha, good, good.

At this time, Zhao Yuanwai stood up from the Taishi's chair and said to him with his hands: "Amitabha, there is something to tell the abbot master below, Zhao once made a wish in Wenshu Monastery to lead a monk to come here to become a monk." I have long been prepared for the degree of the court ancestral hall, but my wish has not been fulfilled. Now my cousin Ruda was originally a soldier, but after many bloody battles, he was tired of the strife and hardships of the world, and was willing to abandon all the worldly things and become a monk. I beseech the elders, merciful, to be included in the door. ”

Elder Zhizhen said, "This is a good thing. It is a kind of Buddha's fate, and it can add a widely believing disciple to Wenshu Monastery, why not. The donor invited him to drink tea, and the old monk went to prepare. ”

Elder Zhizhen had just come out of the abbot's chamber. He was dragged to the meditation room by the first monk and said, "Elder, do you really want to accept that Luda as a disciple?" ”

Elder Zhizhen said: "Amitabha, yes, yes!" ”

The first said, "Elder." Looking at the person's long eyebrows, he doesn't look like a good person, he describes a good and evil ghost, and his eyes show a fierce light. If such a person is shaved, I am afraid that it will affect all of us in the future. ”

Elder Zhizhen said: "I can also see this, but he is Zhao Yuanwai's cousin, if we want to refuse, I am afraid that we will lose a great god of wealth, and then your expenses will come from there." ”

The first said: "Money is small, but Buddhism is pure." ”

Elder Zhizhen secretly scolded in his heart: "You bald donkey knows a fart. If you don't belong to your home, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. ”

But the first one is also the second-in-command in the temple, and you have to take into account the unity of the team, will unity have strength, you know this, and Zhizhen, who is the presiding officer of Wenshu Monastery, knows better.

So Elder Zhizhen said to the members of the leadership team such as the Vena, the attendants, the temple supervisors, and the secretary who were gathered around him: "Don't be in a hurry for now, wait until I ask the Western Buddha Master." ”

Elder Zhizhen came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, lit a stick of incense, sat cross-legged on the futon, and said with his hands together: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, the great abbot of the Western Elysium with great mercy and compassion, my dear Shakyamuni Buddha, now I am in the Wenshu Monastery of Jinxiu Peak on Wutai Mountain, and I will shave a soldier named Luda as a monk, I don't know if it is possible, please tell me." After chanting, Elder Zhizhen twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and meditated silently.

All the high-ranking monks watched silently there, until after a stick of incense burned and the last spark had just flashed out, Elder Zhizhen suddenly sighed, opened his eyes and said, "Tired poor monks!" ”

The first monk hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Elder, what did the Buddha Lord instruct?" ”

Elder Zhizhen said: "The Buddha Lord said that this person has fallen to the mortal world with a heavenly star in the upper realm, and his heart is upright. For the time being, it is bad luck and encounters some tribulations, but after a long time, it will definitely be able to come out of the crowd and achieve positive results. You people's future cultivation will not be able to catch up with him, even if you are wearing pants. I took it. ”

The first and Vena monks looked at each other and said, "Since the Buddha has instructions, then accept them!" ”

In fact, these bald donkeys all understand the meaning of it, that is, a wise saying that has been around since ancient times: take people's money and eliminate disasters for people. Over the years, our Wenshu Monastery has not spent 100,000 taels of money on Zhao Yuan's foreign family, but also 70,000 or 80,000 taels, not to mention that these silvers have been ordained in this temple, even if they rebuild a temple.

Elder Zhizhen looked at everyone and said without doubt: "Okay, you draw a bill and list all the items used, I will go and ask Zhao Yuanwai to take the silver and send someone to the comprador." ”

Check it out! This is called the pure land of Buddhism, everything is impossible without silver, and this time, Zhao Yuanwai has to take out at least two hundred taels of silver.

After two days of preparation, everything was in order.

On the third day, it was an auspicious day, Elder Zhizhen, wearing a red robe, led the 500 monks of the entire Wenshu Monastery to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in a neat manner, only to hear the presiding monk shouting: "Ring the bell and beat the drum." ”

I saw two monks wearing yellow robes ascend the bell tower, pushed a big wooden mallet with a bowl thickness of more than five feet long hanging there, and struck a large bronze bell more than one person high hanging in the air.

Immediately afterwards, 50 monks dressed in cyan robes beat the Dharma drum made of 50 cowhides, which can really be described as bells and drums ringing in unison, resounding in the sky.

Zhao Yuanwai held a large tray of gold and silver ingots and incense, respectfully walked to the Dharma seat and knelt down to salute, and said loudly: "Today, there is a believer in Zhao Guangyou, Yanmen, Daizhou, and I believe that one person will be ordained as a monk here, so as to eliminate the obstacles of past grievances and evils, and send the Buddha to bless peace." Yu Li! Pilgrimage! ”

Then there was a little monk of eight or nine years old wearing a purple robe, who stuffed a yellow silk ribbon into Luda's hand, and then the little monk took the other end and slowly walked under the throne.

The Vena monk (that is, the monk who maintains the procedures in the temple) stepped forward and took off the hat on Luda's head, and twisted Luda's long hair into nine willows, and then tied up with a ribbon and shouted: "Shaving! ”

The purifying monk stepped forward with a razor, grabbed the hair that had been tied up and waved the razor, only to hear a "click" sound to shave all the hair on his head, and then took the razor to shave the beard on Luda's cheeks, Luda said: "Wait! Would it be good to leave some ideas for the Sprinkle family? ”

The monk sitting cross-legged at both ends laughed loudly, and Elder Zhizhen shouted loudly on the Dharma seat: "Shut up, don't make noise." ”

The monks closed their grinning mouths one by one, and the whole hall suddenly fell silent, only the Dharma drum was still ringing there.

Elder Zhizhen shouted again, "Listen, the public. Then he coughed and cleared his throat, and said loudly: "There is no grass left, and the six roots are clean." and shaved with thee, so that thou shalt not contend. ”

The elder recited the words and shouted, "Duh! Shave them all! "The shaving monk brushed twice and shaved Ruda's beard clean.

The first one held the Dharma in his hand, walked to the Dharma seat and said, "Please ask the abbot master to give the Dharma name to this monk." ”

Elder Zhizhen took the blank and said, "A little light, it's worth a thousand gold." Buddhism is vast, and it gives fame and wisdom. "After Elder Zhi finished giving the name, he turned the degree to the next. The secretary and monk took it and wrote Lu Zhishen's place of origin, name, and law number in the blank. Since then, Lu Zhishen has had an official identity in Buddhism: Lu Zhishen, a monk of Wenshu Monastery in Jinxiufeng, Wutai Mountain.

After the secretary and monk filled everything in, he handed it to Lu Zhishen and said: "The master and nephew must be taken care of, and they must not be lost." ”

Lu Zhishen nodded and said, "The Sprinkle family knows." ”

From now on, if anyone says that Lu Zhishen is a murderer, that person will be a bastard.

Since then, Lu Zhishen is no longer a wanted murderer, according to the criminal law of the Great Song Dynasty, no matter what crime a person commits, as long as he is ordained as a monk, he cannot be investigated.

Then Elder Zhizhen took a set of monk's robes and robes and asked Zhishen to put them on.

Lu Zhishen took it and put it on his body and turned around and said, "Everyone, do you look like a real monk?" ”

The monks and Zhao Yuan took a look outside: the gray monk's robe wrapped around a sturdy body, which looked even more majestic against the yellow robe, and the shiny head was just like the real Arhat of Buddhism

The monk in charge of the temple led Lu Zhishen to the throne and said, "Senior brother, please give gifts to Zhishen."

Elder Zhizhen stretched out his hand and gently stroked Lu Zhishen's head and said, "One is to take refuge in the Three Jewels, the second is to worship the Dharma, and the third is to respect teachers and friends. This is the third return. There are also five laws that you must keep in mind: one kills, two steals, three fornications, four greed for alcohol, and five lies. (To be continued.) )

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