Miao Zhu many years later heard that the daughter of the country had never married, sighed: "Silly girl...", I asked the Tang King to resign, resigned from all official positions in a small temple in the southeast to do a temple wish, heard the master's move, several apprentices silently stayed in Chang'an everywhere to do their own livelihood, the big apprentice East Market storytelling, the second apprentice West Market sat in the town, the third disciple has water to fish in the south of the city, I don't want the white horse to return from overseas alone into the city to find the temple Zhu, this temple Zhu asked the hexagram to sign although it does not charge a penny, but in the marriage of nothing is missing, It is an ordinary small temple that comes and goes, but it is also full of incense.

One day, a woman from other places came to the temple to ask for a lot, and the woman sat in front of the temple and asked, "Has the holy monk ever had a mortal heart?"

Miao Zhu: "Yes."

The woman smiled and took out a scroll of pictures and spread it out, a handsome posterior jumped on the paper, although there was no brocade Buddha clothes, but it was a rich boy dressed, with a woman with makeup beside her, smiling and bright eyes like the moon. The small seal next to it reads: The rivers and mountains are endless, and the most beautiful people in the painting. The woman asked, "Do you remember her all the time, but do you remember me?" Miaozhu was silent

"Before she died, she asked people to give you this painting, and you kept it in your heart for decades before you saw it, and now you see it, how do you deal with it? And you and I met hundreds of years ago, when you were a golden cicada, seeing that I wanted to steal the sesame oil of the Buddha's lamp, waved my hand to extinguish it, let me taste it, the Buddha said that you moved the mortal heart, and then knocked you down to the mortal world, met on the way to the west, the two lives were happy, I wanted to continue the frontier, I didn't want your apprentice to invite my father and brother, a hundred years of good dreams will not come true, do you bear me to wait for hundreds of years? How do you deal with this? The woman's voice was earnest, and her eyes were full of tears.

"My master's journey to the west was originally to make sure that there would be no more killing and strife in the world, so that there would be no more resentful women and husbands in the world. Demons, let you talk about it, it's just fake or empty. On the side, the white horse suddenly spoke, and the woman did not squint and only asked Miao Zhu: "What is color and what is emptiness, I love you is color or emptiness?" Are you lustful or empty to me? "As everyone knows, this woman is a golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit, self-proclaimed half-cut Guanyin, I have heard such a saying, this talk about the ability of the edge to open her mouth.

Miao Zhu whispered: "Looking at the sky is not color, and it will disappear when you see it." The enchantress asked again, "Dead color or dead heart?" Miao Zhu replied: "Only knowledge is incomprehensible, color is the source of emptiness, and emptiness is color and delusion." There is also emptiness, color and emptiness are the same, all laws are empty, and there is no color in the air. The white horse was dumbfounded in the sidelines, I don't want this demon girl to rely on the Dharma, the two sides of the god and more than a dozen sentences, for a time the chess opponent two people are the reincarnation of the golden cicada elder, the other is the world's half of the Guanyin, the debate is difficult to meet the opponent, it turned a straight, just outside the temple came a Buddha number, a big monk walked in with a big grin, put his hands together and gave the temple a Buddha ceremony, the temple returned the ceremony, the monk: the poor monk debated the machine, and met the Sanzang Master. The female Tanyue Buddhism is profound, and the poor monk is fortunate to see such a debate, which is really a blessing for three lives, but it is a pity that the female Tanyue is in the face: "It is the past, it is the past." The past cannot be chased, and today cannot be abandoned. Since Master Sanzang rejected you, why don't you go back? “

Three people chess opponents, today's debate is not to win, the debate machine in this temple to hang a single, this golden-nosed white-haired mouse spirit also wants to be in this order, the white horse said that the Buddha is pure, do not leave female guests, she also smiled, turned into a white little monk, but let this debate machine mage tsk amazed, these days as long as there are free three people take turns to catch the debate, play dumb riddles, each out of the edge, confirm each other what they have learned, actually have their own understanding. This Ryoma is cautious and never leaves.