Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. I don't know the true face of Zhongnan, only because I am in this mountain.

The King of Light went all the way up, and saw clouds and mist swirling around the mountainside. As he approached, the clouds and mist were gone, and when he turned around, the clouds and mist gathered behind him.

Master Zongmi practiced on the main peak. The main mountain is far away, close at hand. Where is the road between the cliffs! The King of Light used his hands and feet together, and there were deep and shallow scratches on his body.

The tiger roars and the ape cries and the birds chirp, and the king of light is thirsty for mountain spring water, and he is hungry to pick mountain fruits to eat. The frosted fruit hangs on the branches, and the red ones are beautiful.

I can't name these wild fruits, and I don't know if they are poisonous or not, so they are picked and sent to the mouth. Sweet and sour, but delicious.

On Chinese New Year's Eve 841 AD, just before dark, the Tin Grass Hall welcomed a believer. It's just that the believer looks very embarrassed, with a disheveled hair and a face hidden in his messy hair.

He really climbed up, his clothes were colorless, his shoes were barely called shoes, two straps were tied to the soles of his shoes, and he made a clattering sound when he walked.

Master Zongmi Chang'an City is a household name, and the King of Light of Xicaotang is the first time to visit. He climbed up and spent a day, how to maintain the needs of the master and his disciples?

The open open space on the top of the hill is like thatched huts, and the bamboo forest covers the thatched huts, and the cultivated land is crisscrossed among them, sowing grain and vegetables in spring.

The place where Master Zongmi practiced was not the same as the place of the traditional Zongmiao, and was more like a hermit in the mountains. Thatched huts and bamboo huts are self-sufficient.

Two people from outside the square stepped forward, clasped their palms together and said, "The donor has come from afar, please come in." ”

The bell rings, echoing in the valley, the Sanskrit sound is melodious, and the incense candles are curling. Seeing the true color of the wood, a statue of the Buddha on the Buddha hall, burning three clusters of incense candles.

Zongmi and his disciples meditated. King Guang knelt down on the futon at the door, and Zongmi clasped his palms together to greet him.

King Guang bowed and said, "Believers Li Chen pay homage to the Buddha." He kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Take the donor to bathe and change clothes." King Guang followed the two novices to a hut on the east side, and the novices arranged the bath water for him and changed his clothes, and the two of them walked away.

The King of Light took a fresh bath, and the little novice thoughtfully left a box of ointment to treat the wound. The feet of the King of Light are red and swollen and ulcerated. He applied ointment, put on clothes and shoes, and the whole person was much lighter. The land of Buddhism, where you can relax and unwind.

The king of light washed the change of clothes and washed the bath bucket. Come to the Buddha hall and stand respectfully at the door.

"Donor, please come to the room with the old man."

There is a monk's house behind the Buddha hall, a bed, a table, and several futons scattered on the ground. The room is clean and tidy, and there is a sense of peace in the simplicity.

A pot of tofu soup and a pot of rice on the table. "Donor, please dine."

King Guang thanked him, sat down on the futon, served rice and soup, and he ate quietly, without the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding and chewing.

Zongmi jumped on the side and knocked on the wooden fish. King Guang ate three bowls of steamy rice, if he wasn't afraid that his stomach wouldn't be able to stand it, he would still want to eat another bowl of rice.

Zongmi's face was full of compassion. Although this person is poor and poor, he has been strictly taught the rules and upbringing in his gestures, and upbringing is a habit for him.

King Guang quietly put away the dishes and chopsticks, turned around, and knelt quietly on the futon. "Master, please take in the disciple, the disciple is willing to take refuge in Buddhism."

The King of Light in the palace, a pair of eyes are always half-open, and the King of Light in front of Zongmi at this moment has a pair of clear and bright eyes.

Zong Mi was secretly surprised, the person in front of him was smart and beautiful, and his face was different from ordinary people. "The donor's fate is not over, and Buddhism is not the place where the donor returns."

The King of Light stepped into the Buddha Gate and threw his mask at the foot of the mountain, and the King of Light at this time and the King of Light at that time were like two people.

King Guang kowtowed again, "I hope that the master will take in the disciples." ”

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he threw himself into the Buddhist Gate, and his face was indescribably noble, and Zongmi agreed to King Guang's request to shave his past along with three thousand troubles. Bestow the Dharma number Miaokong.

Chang'an City has lost a king of light, and there is one more Miaokong monk in the holy land of Buddhism.

Miaokong will be raised in Zhongnan Mountain for more than ten days, this is not a place for him to stay for a long time, it is too close to the capital.

Master Zongmi came forward to handle the degree for King Guang, and King Guang's foot injury healed. Farewell to the master, a wooden bowl, two Futian clothes, the wonderful sky went down the mountain, and went out to travel.

Qiu's Mansion is a high-walled and deep courtyard, and Qiu Shiliang is accompanied by fifty or sixty guards, plus no less than 100 guards at home. Qiu Shiliang has ten personal guards around him for twelve hours, all of whom are first-class and first-class masters.

Recently, he sent firewood to the Qiu Mansion, and he was a little brother with his hair hanging down and a pair of eyes smiling crookedly.

The kitchen is in the back house, and the back house is also patrolled by guards. The little brother just settled the firewood, counted every penny, and put money in his purse.

The guard walked over and slapped him on the back of the neck, and the little brother was so frightened that the money in his purse spilled all over the ground.

"What is this?" The guard picks up what rolls to his feet.

"Haha, I'm still a gambler at a young age." The purse contains a pluton.

The little brother said mysteriously, "Master Jun, money makes money, this is my trick to getting into a gambling saint." ”

"Blow, I'm not old, my tone is not small, since I am a gambling saint, why do I have to bear firewood?"

"Lao Tzu persecuted, what tricks do I have."

"What about the gambling game?" Two more guards came.

"I said I was a gambling saint, and the military master said that I was bragging, whether I bragged or not, I would know if I tried it."

"That's the money, as gambling money. Not enough to plug the gaps between the teeth, in addition to these. The guard weighed his purse, fluttering, and pulled the little brother's pants and said.

"One life is two, two is three, and three lives are endless. Look at people through the cracks in the door. The little brother said unconvinced.

"Sample, talk to us, and let you go out of the house naked today." The four of them ran into the bamboo forest.

"Watch your step, keep up, and you can take as much as I do. Otherwise, you don't even know how you died. A guard reminded the little brother.

The little brother smiled and said, "Master Jun, I am knowledgeable, the bamboo forest in the house will eat people." ”

"Say you don't know, and you still gamble on the saint, there is a mechanism in the bamboo forest." The little brother stuck out his tongue and grimaced, "Good girl." "Don't dare to make a mistake, follow behind the guard.

The little brother said, "Let's Chang'an City, I don't say which house, and I don't know which house." A flower, a grass can eat people. Don't compare our house with him, just a bamboo forest is nothing? ”

"I'll just tell you that the bamboo forest is powerful, if the old lady moves his fingers, this mansion is an iron wall."

"There are people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, follow the military master to avoid danger, and learn a lot." The little brother patted his ass very loudly.

The four of them walked to a Tai Chi figure area, "This place is safe, this is the eye of the array." ”

A few people didn't dare to shout loudly, and the little brother won the three of them, "I'll come tomorrow and bring wine to a few military masters." ”

The little brother came out with them and silently memorized the footwork. "Master Jun, how can I enter the courtyard when I come tomorrow. If you go the wrong way, you don't know how to die. ”

"How did you get here today?"

"Someone brought me."

"That's not the end of it."

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