Chapter 2, Section 3 Liu Sanchang excursions to Zhongfeng Temple and meets the deceased

The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the wind is beautiful and sunny.

A man rode a small donkey with a long sword on his back and walked on a country road.

The distant mountains are verdant, the mountains are stacked, and the mountain temples are shrouded in clouds and mist.

Liu Sanbian jumped off the donkey, put the donkey's rope on the stone pillar, and walked in by himself.

There are young monks cleaning the courtyard, the chanting of the main hall is loud, Liu Sanbian is dressed in white, wearing a white jade hairpin, and the golden tight money bag around his waist is embroidered with the pattern of carp playing lotus.

There is a lotus pond in front of the Fuhu altar, there is a lotus platform behind it, there is an old monk meditating here, Liu San changed ten palms to worship, the old monk opened his eyes, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "The child can be taught, the child can be taught."

Liu Sanbian was puzzled: "Three changes are dull, please also ask the master to teach."

The old Zen master stood up and pointed to the Fuhu altar: "Donor, what do you see"?

Liu Sanbian took a few steps and replied: "Panluo tiptoes on the stone and falls to Cui Wei, and the Buddhist room in the middle of the ten thousand peaks is opened." The monk looked into the air for the world, and saw the wind and thunder on the flat ground. The ape stole the fruit and went loose, and the bamboo teased the clear flow into the threshold. I don't get tired of menstruation, and I want to go back even later. It is said that this temple was built in the early Tang Dynasty, it is said that there was a Fuhu Zen master in the middle of the peak temple, the first year of Jingfu of Tang Zhaozong, there was a tiger in the mountains, everyone wanted to catch it, and the teacher rode the tiger out to welcome.

"The people in the world, just like this tiger trouble, everything has two sides, it depends on how you look at it, with good thoughts, it is the blessing of all the people in the world."

"The three changes that the master said will be cautious in his words and deeds."

The old monk and Liu Sanbian both smiled: "Sanskrit deeply means that the donor should also be more enlightened, and the old man's heavenly opportunity must not be revealed."

The old monk staggered and walked towards the bamboo forest in the mountains.

Liu Sanbian continued to browse alone, there were many poems on the corridor wall, Liu Sanbian remembered a poem he liked very much, so he carved it with a sword: ""Meifeng Bi" broke Meifeng Bi. The slender hand is still clinging. When the town and the sun are not enough, endure and make mandarin ducks! Twilight to the village. Wind and rain. Outside the window, the people in the banana window are clearly dripping on the leaves."

It's night, and it's slightly cool.

The mountain temple seems to rest earlier than the villagers, Liu Sanbian stayed in Zhongfeng Temple at night, when Liu Sanbian came to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, sure enough, where the old monk closed his eyes and meditated, Liu Sanbian came forward and knelt down.

"Master, the disciple is here."

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at him: "Donor, the old man didn't call you here?"

The old monk got up, flew in the air, tentatively instigated, forced Liu San to change the sword, at first Liu San changed just to defend, dodged the old monk's tricks, but because of the defeat before the sword, the old monk saw the sword hilt engraved with the word Longquan, after careful observation, knew that this was the real Longquan sword, then stopped, safe and sound signs sat on the lotus platform.

The old monk asked, "What is the donor's surname, and why does he have this sword?"

Three changes in the lower Chong'an Liu".

The old monk was a little puzzled and asked, "Liu Sanchang, it's impossible, then the Longquan Sword in your hand will come."

"My dad gave it to me."

"Who is your dad"?

"Liu Yi".

Do you know that this Longquan sword is the sword of Li Yuan, the ancestor of Tang Dynasty in the Li Tang Dynasty, and later passed to Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin was buried in Zhaoling after his death, and later stolen Saint Wen Tao stole it from Zhaoling, so that his whereabouts are unknown, Longquan Sword has always been a sword worn by the Li Tang royal family, where did your father get it"?

Liu Sanbian didn't know Wuhe's answer, and suddenly, I saw a flying arrow flying out of the grass, and there was a note attached to the arrow, the old monk opened the note and glanced at it, and then knelt down to worship Liu Sanchang.

Lao Ke has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and please don't blame Lao Ge, Lao Ge, like your father, was an old minister of the Southern Tang Dynasty, in order to protect the safety of the young son, he is naturally more cautious."

Liu Sanbian helped the old monk up.

"It's almost dawn, Childe has been out for a day and a night, go back quickly, so as not to worry about anyone at home, Childe in the future, if you have time, please also ask Childe to come here to participate in Zen and enlightenment, Lao Gao must know everything and say everything."

Liu Sanbian rode a little donkey, carried a long sword on his back, and hurried back leisurely.