Chapter 3 Yijin Jing
The old monk left, leaving the little monk named Dandan, standing beside Gu Ren stupidly.
"Childe, Master is gone, you don't have to kneel."
"I don't even want to kneel, the problem is that I can't stand up with this leg......"
Gu Ren wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, his legs and feet had already fallen, and he still stood up tremblingly before, after kneeling down so suddenly, how could he still have the strength to stand up.
"Oh...... I'll help you. ”
The little monk hurriedly went to help Gu Ren.
"Childe, actually, Master sees that you are a foreigner, and if you fall and injure your body, you may injure your life. That's why I accepted you as a disciple. to save your life and heal you. Don't blame Master, when you get well, Master will definitely let you go......"
"Oh, wild dogs don't eat people. Little monk, what era is it today? Who is the Emperor? ”
Gu Ren looked at the little monk nervously.
"Childe, wild dogs are hungry and eat people. Now in the twenty-eighth year of the Tang Dynasty...... Today's saint is His Majesty the Ming Emperor. ”
The little monk replied seriously.
"What? Tang Minghuang? How is this possible? ”
Gu Ren stared at the display in the upper right corner of Google Glass, his brows furrowed more and more. This is a very, very serious problem, this is not a pre-set late Northern Song Dynasty, he came to the wrong place at the right time, in the right way. ,…,
To sum it up, it's overwhelmed......
Didn't Old Man Kong say that he had worn it freely more than a dozen times, and the error rate was infinitely close to zero?
It doesn't matter if you're wrong, it's antiquity anyway. But the important thing is that the girl in his portrait lives in the Northern Song Dynasty! The glory and wealth are all in the Northern Song Dynasty...... This is hundreds of years early, and the sister's grandfather and grandmother have not been born, let alone the sister?
His fists clenched, his knuckles clicking.
"Ahem... Old man Kong. I...... I...... Last year - I bought a watch! ”
"Ahhh
With Gu Ren's roar, a spring breeze blew in the sky above Tianji Temple, and the seven-colored clouds shattered, and the words formed by the combination of the nearby white clouds also fell apart.
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Gu Ren was arranged in the backyard by the old monk.
The courtyard is located behind the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the east of the west chamber of the temple, sits in the north and faces south, and is surrounded by a blue brick wall that is more than a foot high.
Stepping into the gate of the wall, you can see a courtyard with a three-bay three-storey building behind the courtyard, surrounded by a brick wall, and the whole courtyard is in a large garden, surrounded by beautiful wood and onion cages. Flowers and plants are luxuriant, strange rockeries, winding paths are secluded.
It is hard to imagine that there is such an elegant and chic residence in this desolate Tianji Temple. ,…,
The little monk Dandan told Gu Ren that there was an old man with a strange temperament living in this backyard, and he should remember not to disturb him on weekdays.
Gu Ren glanced at it with his peripheral vision. Under a dragon locust in the middle of the courtyard, I saw an old man in a bright red spring shirt lying comfortably on a chair, his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the little sunlight sprinkled through the gaps in the trees in the sky. That red...... Colorful......
"Old Biantai ......"
Gu Ren muttered, inexplicably feeling that what he had entered was not a temple, but a neurological hospital.
"A lot of people say that."
The little monk bowed his head and smirked.
Gu Ren was arranged in a side room next to the patio.
There is a gravel path in the patio that leads to the back garden of the yard. The back garden is only half an acre, the courtyard is peach and willow green, the flowers are in full bloom, the branches of good birds, chirping are like turning, chunguang is very good.
In the side room, Gu Ren was lying on the bed, crossing Erlang's legs, and Dandan.
"Dandan, what skills have the old monks passed on to you? How many can you take down in a fight? ”
Gu Ren inquired, thinking in his heart, if this old monk is really a world-famous master like Zhang Sanfeng Dharma, he might as well learn some skills. In fact, he is full of yearning for life in the martial arts world, flying eaves and walking on walls, picking leaves and hurting people, wearing the halo of the protagonist, and chasing a lot of girls, so chic. …,
,…,
"Well, what Master taught me is Hinayana Buddhism, which can only cross people and not hurt people."
The little monk replied truthfully.
"The old bald donkey, as expected, bragged about one. Dandan, you have served your brother well these days, and my brother has passed on your Mahayana Buddhism. ”
Gu Ren smiled, he just downloaded some Buddhist classics in his Google glasses, including "The Great Prajna Sutra", "Huayan Sutra", "Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra" and so on. The memory of ordinary Google Glass is only a dozen giga, but his memory is thousands of gigabytes, so there are naturally a lot of things stored.
"Childe, it is rumored that this Mahayana sutra is a treasure book taken by Master Sanzang from the Western Heavenly Holy Land, and it only exists in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda of Ci'en Temple, which is guarded by the royal family, and only enlightened monks can enter and read it. Even the master had only seen a few fragments of the scrolls that had been lost to the people. Did Childe really take refuge in my Buddha? Otherwise, how to see it. ”
The little monk had a surprised expression on his face...... There is an element of skepticism, of course.
"Dandan, you still suspect that my brother can't succeed, wait for my brother to read it to you. Alas, my brother has fallen too deep into the red dust to return to my Buddha. Otherwise, the old monk would not be worthy of the shoes for his brother. ”
Gu Ren took Google Glass, directly opened the system with voice commands, and the corresponding camera projected the projection onto the lenses, Gu Ren looked at the lenses and found the Great Prajna Sutra. ,…,
"Well, I'll pass on to you the Great Prajna Sutra first, which is quite a lot, a total of 600 volumes, 16 meetings, of which "25,000 Verses of Prajna", "8,000 Verses of Prajna", and "Vajra Prajna" are the basic teachings of the Prajna Sutra......"
"Wow. Childe really knows, can he still recite it? ”
The little monk's eyes were round and his face was in disbelief, he had more or less heard the master talk about some Mahayana Buddhism, and as soon as Gu Ren said this, he immediately heard that Gu Ren was the Prajna Sutra in the authentic Mahayana Buddhism.
"How can my brother lie to you, of course this is the authentic Great Prajna Sutra."
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Time is like quicksand at your fingertips, and half a moon is only in a moment.
For half a month, Gu Ren spent most of his time in the room, and his daily life and diet were taken care of by the little monk Dandan.
Through talking to the pilgrims in the temple and Dandan, he probably learned about the environment he was in.
Now it is indeed the twenty-eighth year of Kaiyuan.
This place is Qujiang City in Shaozhou, Lingnan. Lingnan has been a place of exile for prisoners since ancient times. But since Zhenguan, to this day, the world is stable, prosperous and healthy, although Shaozhou is in Lingnan, it is still prosperous.
He can't go back, he is sometimes in a daze, looking at the blue sky and white clouds through the skylight. ,…,
After a layer of skin fell off his burnt black face, it was considered to have returned to its original white complexion.
However, the injuries on the legs are not so easy to recover, although there are no fractures, but after all, falling from such a high place hurts the muscles and bones.
After drinking seven or eight pairs of decoction prepared by the old monk, and practicing a set of exhalation and absorption methods taught by the old monk to Dandan, he miraculously recovered.
The honest Dandan told Gu Ren that the method of exhaling and breathing was the "Yijin Sutra", so Gu Ren recovered quickly.
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