Chapter 159 Unsigned

Chapter 159

Mengxi came to the front of the steps of the Yuantong Hall. She was about to ascend when a hand reached out behind her to hold her.

The body stiffened, looked back, but the second master has been following behind, although he is not used to his support, but he finally worshipped the hall, so push away, it is really not good, not to mention that her current physique is extremely weak, looking at which slope of the steps, it is really hard, so he reached out to help him, all the way up, his eyes have been looking ahead, I didn't find it, the second master who was holding him had a soft face, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised.

went up the steps and entered the Yuantong Hall, Mengxi let go of the second master's hand, and was led to a side door by the little mass, and Mengxi stepped in. The second master was just about to go in, but he saw the little Mass turn around and put his hands together and read in his mouth:

"Amitabha, donor stays"

Mengxi turned to look at Xiao Jun, only to see him nodding at her and standing by the door. Mengxi also nodded at him and walked towards the inner hall.

When he entered the inner hall, he raised his eyes and saw an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard, dressed in red Gaza, sitting on a futon, with his hands on his knees, thinking that he was the abbot, and when he saw Mengxi coming in, he put his hands together and said:

"Amitabha"

Mengxi stepped forward slowly, clasped his hands together, and bowed:

"The little woman met Master Jingyun, she has heard of the master's prestige for a long time, and she is really fortunate to see her today."

"Amitabha, donors don't have to be polite, you and I are destined, please sit down"

At this time, the little Mass who brought Mengxi in had already taken a futon and placed it at the foot of Mengxi, and Mengxi bowed twice to Jingyunfang, and then stepped forward and knelt on the futon.

Master Jingyun looked at the person in front of him, and his heart was secretly shocked, a hundred years of cultivation. He thought he could see through the 500 years before and after, but he couldn't see through the people in front of him, just because he calculated that King Yan had a bad mind and was suspicious to seize the storage position, causing the lives of Daqi to be ruined, and the people were not happy, and the woman in front of him was the key person to resolve this catastrophe.

Facing this woman who is in the world, he can't even calculate her future, he only feels that her future is vague, and he can't see through where she comes from, as if she is not a person of Daqi, Mengxi is sitting in front of him, but it makes him have an ethereal feeling, his heart is shocked, and he recites Amitabha Buddha again and again.

Damn, I want you to unsign, not to listen to you chanting Buddha.

Mengxi saw that Jingyun on the other side did not mention the unsigning, and his eyes were open like torches. kept looking her up and down, chanting the Buddha vigorously in her mouth, and she was dissatisfied, but after all, the master was highly respected, and she would never dare to offend.

coughed lightly and said, "The little woman just asked for a lot, and because she was confused in her heart, she asked the master to teach."

After speaking, he respectfully handed over the sign in his hand, Jingyun reached out and took it, and read casually:

"Stone treasure priceless jade and treasures, just look for foreign guests in other places, just like holding a lamp to find fire, it is better to clean up the wasted heart, Amitabha, the donor, this sign is in the sign, the precious jade is hidden in the stone around him, the donor wants to find it in the countryside, this hanging is to hold the lamp to find the fire, everything can be achieved when the time comes, the donor does not need to work hard, just wait for time, and the merit will be complete"

In short, Lao Heshang said, you are looking for a fire with a lantern now, don't be busy, the fire is in your hands, just wait patiently.

Mengxi was angry when she heard this, it was just nonsense. If you don't sign well, the old monk, you can say it directly, what is the lamp and the fire and the busy, in addition to an iceberg around her, where does the beautiful jade stone come from, the ghost believes in you These messy things, she is a good young man in the 21st century, it is strange to believe in you.

So he said with a lot of words:

"The little woman only felt that there was darkness in front of her, where was there a way to go, and she didn't see the lights and fires that the master said, why did the master say this?"

Looking at the extremely arrogant woman in front of him, Jingyun pondered for a moment, brushed his beard and said:

"Amitabha, the donor does this sign, but Lao Na's practice is still shallow, and he really can't calculate the donor's origin, only deduce that the donor is a noble person, and the donor is not a person in the world, if the donor can tell Lao Na where he comes from, Lao Na can still give one or two pointers."

Jingyun's words shocked Mengxi into a cold sweat.

Damn, you can't really figure out that she's from the future, right? put away his contempt, stabilized his mind, and looked at Shangjingyun like a torch. said calmly:

"Master, the little woman was originally the little daughter of Pingyang businessman Li Qingli under the knees, a few months ago because the future head of the Pingyang family, Xiao Erye, was terminally ill, Chongxi married into the Xiao family, and today with the second master is also willing to incense, of course the little woman is from Xiao Mansion"

Jingyun stared at the woman in front of her for a long time, but she couldn't see the slightest hint, and said secretly: She really has arrogant capital, and ordinary people can't hold themselves under the coercion of the invisible Dharma he released, and she is so calm and calm. A pair of eyes are as clear as water, without showing the slightest timidity, as pure as a virgin, and as innocent as a child, without a trace of dust, reciting Amitabha, and the heart has admired the woman in front of him.

Mengxi was afraid that this old monk was chanting Buddha vigorously, making her feel that the master in front of her was unfathomable, and let him read it again, maybe he would read out the identity she had crossed, seeing Master Jingyun holding his beard in his hand, he was silent, knowing that he didn't believe what she just said, he coughed lightly, and then said:

"Master, is there really a theory of reincarnation in this world? Is it true that God's destiny cannot be changed? That is, if you can't change it, then why do you want to come to this world for a while? The little woman has been puzzled, and she forgot the master's guidance."

"Amitabha, donor, entangled only in his own heart, try to ask the butterfly of the coming year, how can I find this year's flower Amitabhi, marriage will meet, what can't be done, must be infinite, the front is true"

Master Jingyun's words, such as Daigo empowerment, suddenly made Mengxi's eyes clear, she had already let go of yesterday, and had been staying safely in this evil ancient time, smiling at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, but these days, she has been blindly entangled in the unknown fate, thinking that she is destined to not be able to resist, why do you need to resist, so she has been depressed and depressed. Like the walking dead.

Looking back and savoring it carefully, the future has not yet begun, how do you know that fate will come true, making today so unhappy? No matter what his future is, I only pursue what I want, ups and downs with the waves, I only remember the present, as soon as I thought of this, Mengxi got up and bowed and said:

"If you think about it carefully, it's really a little girl who is too persistent, she has such a deep resentment, how to be detached, thank you for the master's guidance"

"Anitabha, donor, the old man is with him"

Looking at the departing figure of the master, stroking the fine sweat that had oozed from his forehead, Mengxi secretly decided that in the future, he would not come to this temple or hermitage, maybe there was an old monster with boundless magic hidden inside, exposing her identity and treating her as an alternative, just like the martyr of the Sun God worship - Giordano Bruno, who was burned alive as a rebel.

Walking out of the inner hall, I don't see the trace of the second master, I want to wait outside the hall, look around the Buddha statues in the Yuantong Hall that are tall, short, fat and thin, this is the Guanyin Bodhisattva of Pudu sentient beings at a glance, this sitting is naturally the Manjushri Bodhisattva representing wisdom, who is this sitting?

Looking at these bodhisattvas with various expressions and movements. I saw that some of them gritted their teeth and glared angrily; Some have slightly open lips and smile; Some sit cross-legged with their hands folded; Some of them had half-closed eyes, holding the scroll in their hands, and when they looked around, they could only recognize one or two.

I don't think of the Shaolin Temple that I traveled in my previous life, I seem to have been to such a hall, which enshrines the Bodhisattvas of all shapes, and the tour guide introduces the Bodhisattvas to them one by one, and for a while Mengxi suddenly returned to the previous life, and overlapped with this life, the same hall, the same Bodhisattva, the same her, so that she can't tell the dream in front of her, is true, as if she is just a dream in her previous life at the moment, the dream wakes up, everything will return to the previous trajectory, casually whispered:

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, the night comes, the dawn goes, it comes like a dream, it seems that there is no place to find the clouds"

When he turned around, he saw the second master standing at the door of the hall, frowning tightly.

Seeing the living second master in front of him, Mengxi finally returned to reality, and the memory of his previous life was really just a dream.

"Second Master"

"Xi'er's poems are good, but they make people feel like they are gone, and such poems will be better to write less in the future"

Just now, the second master suddenly felt that Mengxi had become ethereal, and after listening to this poem, there was an illusion that she would eventually leave like a dream and have nowhere to be found, so he greatly hated the little poem of Mengxi, and criticized it casually.

The left and right are not poems written by her, let him comment randomly, Mengxi has untied the knot under the enlightenment of Master Jingyun, and he is in a good mood at this time, so he will not be like this nitpicky second master.

"Concubines often hear that this Guanyin can save the suffering, there are thousands of places to pray for a thousand answers, and the bitter sea is often used as a boat to ferry, is it true?"

Mengxi forgave the second master very "gracefully", and actually talked to him in a good mood.

"Of course it's true, the Buddha Lord Bodhisattva can heal the troubles of all living beings, life and death, when the world has suffering and difficulty, come to ask the Buddha Lord Bodhisattva to bless, always get out of the sea of suffering, this time I am terminally ill, but also grandma personally came to ask the Buddha Lord Bodhisattva, it is good, so grandma let us come today to make a vow"

Listen to you say this, I am the Bodhisattva, if it weren't for me, you would have become a scumbag, and you don't believe that this Guanyin can really save you? Mengxi glanced at the second master unevenly, and wanted to teach him a lesson, let him worship her three times, the reality is cruel after all, this kind of thinking can only be enjoyed in my heart.

"Since it is so effective, we are here, it is better to worship, but there are so many Bodhisattvas, and the concubines don't know which one to worship, or worship them all"

Thinking of the piety of the ancients, Mengxi felt that since she had entered this Yuantong Palace, of course she should also worship, counted, a total of eleven Bodhisattvas, thinking that she would worship them all, then she would be tired to death, and asked worriedly.

Xiao Jun glanced at her suspiciously, how could she not know such a simple thing?

"Don't you know that if you can enter the hall, no matter how many Bodhisattvas are offered in the hall, you can usually enter the hall three times."

Mengxi listened, his face flushed slightly, he stepped forward slowly, knelt on the mat seriously and bowed three times, and after getting up, the second master actually came over and bowed three times.