Liang Qianqian finished worshipping the Buddha, and the Dharma of the Jizo Hall was also prepared. Under the guidance of enlightenment, she went over to offer incense and recited a mantra of death. followed Mingjue to find the abbot of Zhikong to unsign.

Abbot Zhikong lives in the Zen monastery behind Manjushri. When Mingjue introduced Liang Qianqian, Abbot Zhikong was sitting under the old locust tree in the courtyard meditating. I only opened my eyes when I saw them come in.

Liang Qianqian carefully looked at the abbot of Zhikong. It was an old monk in his sixties, with a round face and kind eyebrows. Only those eyes seem to have a power to see everything, and people dare not force it.

Liang Qianqian walked over, saluted Abbot Zhikong, and handed over the sign in his hand after getting up.

Abbot Zhikong took the sign and glanced at it lightly, and then looked up and down at Liang Qianqian, before he spoke: "Amitabha." The donor's signature is really signed. As for the signature, it can be solved or not. What does the donor think? ”

Liang Qianqian vaguely heard what Abbot Zhikong meant, smiled and said, "It's incomprehensible, it's incomprehensible." ”

Abbot Zhikong's eyebrows raised, and he asked with a smile, "Why?" ”

Liang Qianqian replied: "The little girl is not confused, so she is puzzled. ”

Abbot Zhikong nodded with a smile and said, "If you come, you will be safe." The benefactor can see so clearly, very good, very good. ”

Liang Qianqian followed with a smile: "Origin and extinction, fate gathering and dispersion, all are cause and effect." The fruit of today will be the cause of his day's fruits, and if you see through it, you will no longer be confused, that's all. ”

Abbot Zhikong glanced at her with great appreciation, and said, "The little benefactor has such an understanding at such a young age, and the poor monk admires it. ”

Liang Qianqian saluted the abbot of Zhikong again and said, "The master has praised it. The little girl did not disturb the master's rest and took her leave. ”

Mingjue, who was standing on the side, was a little dumbfounded, he couldn't believe his eyes. His master is a real enlightened monk, and he can make his old man say that he admires that the creation of this little benefactor is great. He sent Liang Qianqian out of the courtyard gate, turned back, looked at Abbot Zhikong and asked, "Master, was that little benefactor different just now?" ”

Abbot Zhikong only glanced at him lightly, then closed his eyes again and said, "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

Mingjue nodded and went out.

In fact, he was not the only one who was surprised, Yuan Rong and Lianxin's eyes were about to fall. When did their master learn to play meditation with the old monk, and they didn't understand a word. The two decided to return to the meditation room later, and they must ask.

Liang Qianqian climbed the mountain in the morning, worshiped the Buddha again, and just talked to the old monk about the Zen machine, and he was already tired. As soon as I entered the meditation room, I threw myself directly on the soft collapse, ready to sleep.

Yuan Rong and Lianxin didn't dare to disturb Liang Qianqian when they saw that Liang Qianqian was going to sleep, as long as they were guarding with Zitong.

Liang Qianqian was really tired, and almost fell asleep. Then, she had a dream. The dream was real, as if it had ever happened. In the dream, she was trapped in a confined space. The place is pale pink all around, which makes people feel very warm and reassuring. Her body couldn't move, but she could feel like she was soaking in warm water, like a hot spring pool.

I don't know how long it took for her body to move. I don't know how long it took for her to hear voices outside.