"Calmed down?"

On the roof of a building in Tokyo Bay, a man with black-rimmed glasses holds a box in his hand, muttering as if he is suspicious.

"Isn't that big enough?"

There was a female voice in the box, trembling, frightened, and wanting to flee. But now she only has a head, and she is held in her hands, and she can't escape, and she can't get rid of it.

"There was a lot of movement just now."

The man with black-rimmed glasses nodded. Even from a thousand feet away, he could clearly feel the shock of the explosion just now. Although its expanded prestige was artificially stopped, it was enough to shake the monster at the bottom of the sea.

However, after a pause, the man continued, "But it's not big enough. ”

If, while they were fighting, the monster suddenly appeared, everyone present would die. At that time, what kind of despair will appear on their faces.

As long as you think about it a little, there seems to be a sense of pleasure in your bones.

And a wisp of jealousy crossed the eyes of the skull in the box, and two words came out of his mouth:

"Maniac."

If you don't go crazy, you can't become a Buddha.

The original intention was not to be obsessed with the study of Buddhism, but some words were always understood by people to mean what they did, and the meaning of the original words changed dramatically.

Some helpless, some ridiculous.

Then again, if you are crazy, can you really become a Buddha?

The door of the ancient temple is closed, and the situation inside cannot be detected below the land level. Lan Sui could only faintly perceive the two figures sitting slowly. But what they will say next, and what small actions they will make, Lan Sui is completely ignorant.

"It's a shame."

Lan Sui sighed in his heart and looked at the temple in front of him. One Buddha is to serve the Buddha with a demon body, mercy on all sentient beings, and one Buddha is suffering a lot, and he has to let go of liberation.

People on the sidelines thought so.

The people in the audience didn't have such superfluous thoughts.

Monk Yifeng walked into the temple, folded his hands and looked at the surrounding scenery, a grass and a tree, a house and a pillar, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to enter. Just looking at it, it seems to be settled.

The temple elder inside was not in a hurry, he was also watching, looking at the same scenery.

Both were watching.

The difference is that one looks inside from the outside and the other looks out from the inside.

It's all watching, but it seems to be very different.

"Here it is." A peak monk enters the temple gate without worshipping the Buddha, and sits on the ground at the door of the Buddha hall. The monk's robe waved casually, and he sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab.

"It's fine."

In the Buddha hall, the temple elder who was sitting on a futon with his back to the Buddha statue nodded.

Immediately, Monk Yifeng folded his hands and asked, "Zen?" ”

The temple elder nodded and asked Yifeng: "Tiantai Sect?" ”

Monk Yifeng nodded in the same way.

At this time, the interesting thing is that the sect mentioned by the two people is not the largest Buddhist school in Dongying. In Dongying, Buddhists make up 67% of all followers. Only a pitiful 32 per cent is divided among the remaining several religions. Buddhism in Dongying is roughly divided into the six sects of Nandu, Tiantai Buddhism, Shingon Buddhism, Zen Buddhism, and Pure Land Buddhism (including Pure Land Shinshu). It seems that there are very few sects, but in fact, there are more than a dozen schools under each sect, which is very complicated when you think about it.

However, it is not complicated at all.

It is often seen in Japanese dramas that you can marry a wife and have children, drink wine and eat meat, and the monks at the scene of the ritual are basically people from the Pure Land sect.

This sect is also the largest sect in Dongying.

This sect is very large and powerful, and there are monks of this sect in the fashion circle, the sports circle, and even the political circles. I saw clearly, it was a monk and not an ordinary believer. They are indeed active in these circles as monks.

Most of the Pure Land sects are family-based, the kind of temples that pass from father to son and son to grandson. Of course, there are monks in big temples, but there are only a few big temples in Quandongying.

And, why is it such a big sect, why would a monk Yifeng, who was not born in this sect, be the representative of Buddhism?

It's actually very simple, because Monk Yifeng is very capable of fighting!

In other words, it can be said that the Dharma is profound.

Well, the temple elder is also quite capable of fighting, uh, Buddhism is also very profound. So the people of Buddhism in today's arena are not born in the largest sect in Dongying, but they are very capable of fighting sects.

If you look closely, it's really weird.

And, what's even more strange is that the two haven't spoken since they sat down. They all closed their eyes and turned the beads in their hands. Just sat like this, turned, and in the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

To be reasonable, the combined time of the previous two fights was only an hour and a half at most.

And they've been sitting here for an hour.

If it is said that the two of them are like the one described in the Journey to the West, one of the three fights in Chechi Country is in zazen. Anyway, you can see the winner and lose.

However, now both of them are sitting a little unhurriedly, and in the eyes of outsiders, they don't even have the heart to want to win or lose.

This scene also made people outside the field gradually lose patience. To be precise, the people on the other side of the special room have lost much patience.

Lan Sui took out a chessboard from his pocket, a few chess pieces and two dice, and began to play a tense and exciting flying chess battle!

Albeit... This flying chess game has also been played for ten games.

And Lan Sui lost ten games.

Without using his ability, Lan Sui's luck is really bad.

"No more playing!"

Lan Sui grabbed the flying chessboard and threw it into the sea! "Who wants to play this kind of game!"

Obviously, you said you wanted to play.

Qing Xing Deng complained silently, and Xun had already taken out a set of playing cards from his pocket and said, "Why don't we play poker."

All you have to do is win one game, and I'll change into a maid outfit tonight. ”

"Okay, okay!" Lan immediately squatted down and watched as the smoke skillfully shuffled.

However, the shuffler paused and said, "Yes, but if I win 10 rounds, you'll wear a sailor's suit tonight." ”

Lan Sui's hand flashed back like an electric shock.

"It's impossible, it's impossible to wear women's clothing, it's impossible to wear women's clothing in this life."

Lan shook his head vigorously. It has been a lifetime of black history to be forced to wear women's clothes by that broken system before, and Lan Suicai should not recall it.

"Twenty rounds, I'll win you twenty rounds, and it's a row of wins that will make you wear a sailor suit." Smoked shuffled the cards unhurriedly.

A look of hesitation flashed across Lansui's face. But thinking about the bad luck he had just had, he shook his head.

"Thirty rounds, and if you win, I'll be okay with white stockings." Smoked with a big stake.

"Oh, it's just white silk." Lan Sui smiled, and then his face changed, and he said, "Fifty rounds, you can only count you as winning if you win fifty games in a row." ”

"Deal."

As if he had been prepared, he immediately agreed without hesitation.

Looking at the smoke that was promised so neatly, Lan Sui suddenly chuckled in his heart, and felt bad.

Heaven's old way, am I fooled? My festival,Isn't it about to be gone~~~.

After that, another hour passed, and the fifty rounds of fighting the landlord ended. Lan Sui fell to his knees in the air, shedding tears of remorse. Smoked the playing cards, looked at Lan Sui, and said lightly:

"I'll have black silk ready for you."

"Woo~~~"

Crying out, Lan Sui really cried out.

Black silk, sailor suit, blue sui, these three elements add up...... It seemed to be a little delicious, and the Qingxing lamp on the side quietly wiped the saliva off his mouth.

"It's a farce!"

Yagami flicked his sleeves, and he couldn't look at the people in the Blue Sui camp.

"I think it's funny." Qingming covered her mouth with a fan, and her exposed eyes were already squinted.

"Humph!"

Yashenran snorted coldly, pointed at Lan Sui and the others and said, "What are they treating this competition as!" What kind of stuff are those! ”

"Hehe~" Lan sneered.

Holding the non-existent boogers, he looked at the people opposite, and said with a smile: "You dare to be so BB when you eavesdrop on other people's conversations, what kind of thing are you?" ”

"Boy, you're insulting me!" Yagami flicked his sleeves and was furious!

"yes, there's a kind of come, come and play cards with my girlfriend!" Lan Sui paused for a moment, and then raised his toes, "Without using the ability to exceed ordinary people, you can compare!" ”

"I ......," Yagami said a word and couldn't go on.

It's not like he didn't watch the poker game just now. Anyway, it's idle and idle, so I took a look. Then suddenly there was a horror, and the ghost knew what the woman was doing without shuffling the cards.

After fifty rounds in a row, no matter how bad Lan Sui's luck is, he should always win once, but he can't win.

If, today, the comparison is not about force, but about playing cards. To be honest, Smoke was able to win a group of special rooms single-handedly.

At this time, he was choked on this by a city-level Lan Sui, and Yagami Ran was also a little angry. If it weren't for the two monks meditating there in the monastery, how could this situation be created?

What's more, when his family lost a game, he was even more angry in his heart.

Let him yell involuntarily: "Yifeng, are you here to fight, or are you here to sit in meditation." If you want to sit in meditation, go back to your broken temple in the mountains and sit down! ”

Lan Sui smiled and didn't say that he was influencing the competition.

After all, it was not the temple elder who was affected, but the monk Yifeng. For this kind of pig teammate's behavior, Lan Sui would only applaud and applaud several times, and cheered for Yashenran by the way.

Abe Qingming on the side frowned when he saw it.

I can't even think through the truth that one is prosperous and one is lost, and this kind of character who relies on foreign objects to rise to the land level is really unstable.

However, he is not easy to say anything, and he himself is implicated in some people. If I open my mouth again, I don't care, I'm afraid that I will suffer some of my children.

sighed in his heart, and then ignored him.

Although the temple of the old man's real body is mysterious, it has not yet reached the point of its own. Outside, Yagamiran's angry voice still reached the temple.

The two opened their eyes at the same time, and Monk Yifeng smiled apologetically, shook his head and said, "Let's compare with each other." ”

"How do you compare?" The temple elder asked.

In fact, this problem is the core of the contradiction. Although it was said before, the two of them had a high level of force value. But this is the force that can only be shown when facing different origins.

A Zen sect, a Tiantai sect, a exquisite, conscious, self-conscious, self-conscious, and consummating action. One of the particulars is that quiet observation is wisdom, and there is a view in the stop, and there is a stop in the view.

To put it simply, it's not really a Dharma that loves to move.

How can this be compared, and who is more than who doesn't like to move? But wasn't it just a comparison, but no one came up with a result.

Hearing the question of the temple elder, Monk Yifeng may also feel a little funny. A smile crept up his face, and wrinkles appeared on his face, like the undulation of mountains.

After thinking about it, Monk Yifeng said, "It's better than the Dharma." ”

After a little thought, the temple elder nodded, "Okay"

After the two of them finished speaking, they closed their eyes again. It seems that there is going to be a comparison of who is not moving.

However, this time is different.

In the front yard outside the house, acres of rice fields suddenly appeared, and there was muddy muddy water inside, but the young seedlings were swaying in the wind, showing vigorous vitality.

There are changes in the monks of Yifeng, and so do the temple elders.

In the original Buddhist hall, a garden with flowing water appeared in one corner, and a huge cherry blossom tree appeared here. In the flowing water of the courtyard, there is a bright moon, and the petals of cherry blossoms fly into the water, like the petals of the stars on a moonlit night.

The beauty of a scene, the beauty of life, each has its own thoughts, and it is invincible.

Next, it was a mutation.

The seedlings were trampled down, and the muddy water turned into blood watered by blood, and multitudes of people struggled in the blood, wailing and weeping.

Under the cherry blossoms in the garden, white bones crawled out, one, two, three, and they began to destroy the cherry blossom trees, disrupt the pond, and inexplicably began to burn, turning into a wasteland.

"Is it necessary to fight so hard?"

Naturally, the movements in the monastery cannot be hidden. In other words, the movement inside is already unstoppable by a monastery.

Hearing Lan Sui's muttering, Xun asked curiously:

"What do you see?"

"I see, I probably don't want to see it." Lan Sui shook his head and said, "No matter what sect the Buddhism is, although each has different ways of cultivating Buddhism, the first step is to cultivate oneself.

There are no more than three kinds of self-practice.

"Let go, see through, ego."

"The hardest thing for people to realize is themselves. We often say that it is easy to see the mistakes of others and not see the mistakes of our own. Buddhism is to avoid this situation, so there is self-practice.

However, it is easy to see others clearly, but it is too difficult to see oneself clearly.

What they are now comparing is who sees themselves more clearly than whom, and then they see it down, and then they see through it, and finally they get themselves. ”

Lan Sui's explanation seemed a little incomprehensible, and Xun asked:

"Is it hard?"

Lan Sui didn't answer immediately, but said to himself: "Embarrassing memories, the wrong things I have done, and the ugliness I don't want to face." How can a person walk in the world without being dyed with a little color.

What they are doing now is tantamount to putting all the things they have experienced, all the pain, all the ugly things under the sun. ”

Lan Sui's expression was a little indifferent, and a little sad, and asked rhetorically:

"Do you think it's difficult?"

Smoke was silent for a long time, and Lan Sui didn't look at her again. It may have only been a few minutes, or perhaps another hour, before a faint voice came, saying:

"Difficult."