After the silence gathered all the monks together. One person counts short, two people count long. It didn't take long for someone to notice. It may be something special about the abbot's meditation room.

So the abbot chose a few talented monks and went with him. This time, everyone saw the Buddha again.

In the main hall, the Buddha and the Bodhisattvas did not seem to have noticed these uninvited guests. And these monks listened in fascination at the door.

A few hours later, the cries were heard behind him.

The abbot had been through it a few times and knew that as soon as he turned around, he would return to the meditation room. Then he asked them, "Will you go back?" ”

Most of these monks shook their heads and said, "I am fortunate to have met the Buddha in three lifetimes, and I am willing to listen to the scriptures here for the rest of my life, and I am not willing to return to the earthly world." ”

The abbot returned to the world with a few monks.

It's not that the abbot doesn't practice enough and is nostalgic for the world. Rather, he had a bigger ideal in mind.

Although he lived in the temple in a simple place, he did not pay attention to the noise of the world. But some voices inevitably reached his ears after all. He knew that now there was a voice outside, saying that the gods and Buddhas were all fake, and no one had ever seen them, and it was ridiculous to worship all day long.

After the abbot returned to the world, he had an idea to announce to the public that a miracle had occurred at Anle Temple, so as to achieve the purpose of spreading Buddhism.

Of course, he just came up with such an idea. The specific operation was done for him by the nimble-minded monks in the temple.

I already know the rest of the story. After sleeping in the meditation room for one night, the people they had chosen from all over the world were amazed and never dared to slander the Buddha again.

Countless people want to enter Anle Temple to get a glimpse of what is going on, and there are some people who want to find a shortcut to Buddhahood from here. Later, even the imperial court moved its mind, wanting to recruit Silence into the palace and force the method of immortality.

Under these circumstances, Anrakuji decided to move the entire temple away.

He didn't know anything about the affairs of the silence, how to relocate, how to rebuild, and even the unjust ghosts outside the temple.

After the monks in the temple rebuilt the temple deep in the mountains. The monks began to enter the meditation room in batches to listen to the Buddha's lectures.

Most of them stayed on the Spirit Mountain. And their ** in the world, because they have not eaten for a long time, they have died like old trees.

According to the Sutra, more and more monks listened to the scriptures later. Finally caught the attention of the Buddha. And the Buddha conducted an assessment of the Dharma of these monks. gave them a title on the spot.

When he returned to the world, he commanded all the disciples to paint the dead monks with gold lacquer according to the title given by the Buddha, and placed them on the offering table to make offerings. And after he had done all this himself, he found a pen and paper, recorded the events in detail, and planned to listen to the scriptures again and never come back.

This is the end of the silent suicide note.

After listening to the contents of the suicide note, I had a feeling of being sudden.

I said, "No wonder these monks were starved to death, because their souls had gone to listen to the scriptures. Let ** get thinner and thinner. Finally swallowed. No wonder, no wonder they all have smiles on their faces, as if their lifelong wishes have been fulfilled. ”

The woman also said lightly: "It turns out that their ** was enshrined because the Buddha gave them a title." It seems that the monks of this temple are all starving to death in this way. ”

I gloated and said, "Now the miracle has been found." It's this meditation room, how about you, are you going to move this room out of the whole house? Just like the monks of the past. ”

The woman said with some disdain: "Those monks are locked in the temple all day long, and they are pedantic. They don't understand the trick, but I do. It must have been something that led to the appearance of a miracle. It's in this meditation room. ”

I turned my head to look, and the inside of the meditation room was very neat and simple. But there are still quite a few bits and pieces.

I asked the woman, "How can you be sure that something caused the miracle?" ”

The woman said lightly: "It's very simple. You are meditating in the meditation room. When you're settled, I'll move the contents of the house the same. When the time comes, you will naturally be able to try out what it is that leads to the appearance of miracles. ”

I panicked and said, "How can this work?" What if I am listening to the scriptures and suddenly disturbed by you, and my soul is damaged? ”

The woman waved her hand and said, "You don't have to worry about this, as long as you have a breath of air." I can take out that dragon. ”

I looked at the woman speechlessly. After a long while, he said, "Don't you care about my life, only about the dragon?" ”

The woman looked at me strangely and said, "You already know that you are going to die, are you still so afraid of death?" It's weird. ”

I sat down slowly on the floor, unnaturally cross-legged, as if I was really going to settle down.

I said in a daze: "You promised me to help me rescue Mr. Lu and Xue Qian, but along the way, you only care about miracles." There was no intention of helping me save people. ”

The woman said impatiently, "The miracles here are probably related to your friends. The sooner you settle down, the sooner you help me find the key to the miracle, and the sooner you rescue your friend. Do you want to do it? ”

I nodded helplessly and said, "Okay." I can hide from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth. If you can't die after you settle down, you have to kill you. Even if you don't kill me, the Chung Yeung Festival may not be passable. Even if the Chung Yeung Festival returns safely. Who knows what I'll be asked to do after the test? ”

I muttered and slurred. The woman didn't listen carefully, but urged me to sit down.

I have never studied Taoism, nor have I participated in Zen, and I have only hearsay about entering meditation.

I pretended to close my eyes and start thinking about it. I sat for a long time, but I didn't see any Buddha preaching, and I couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

At this time, someone suddenly pushed me.

I said impatiently, "Aren't I in the middle of a meditation?" Don't bother me, give me some time. ”

However, instead of a woman's voice, a man's voice came to his ears, and he whispered, "This junior brother, how can you sleep while listening to the scriptures?" You are blaspheming the Buddha. ”

I snapped my eyes open and found myself sitting in a cloud of air. And here, it's probably the so-called fairyland.

I looked up and looked ahead. Sure enough, there was a Buddha sitting in the main hall.

I sighed in my heart: "It seems that everything is true." There really is a Buddha in the world. Now that I've arrived in Wonderland, why am I still cooperating with that woman to do the test? Wouldn't it be great if I stayed here directly and became a Buddha and an immortal? ”

When I thought of this, I immediately shook my head again: "Something is wrong, is this really a fairyland?" Is it really the Buddha who is sitting at the front? ”

I've seen a machine before. I experienced the absurdity of his self-realization and Buddhahood in a painting. So I have always had reservations about this kind of fairyland at my fingertips.

Thinking of this, I quietly asked the monk next to me, "Which one is the abbot of silence?" ”

The monk was obsessively listening to the scriptures when he suddenly heard me ask irrelevant questions, and his face was quite impatient. He pointed to the front and said, "Sitting outside the hall, the oldest one is." ”

I thanked him, then hunched over and walked forward.

I noticed that the monks sat very scattered, but there was a pattern in the interior. The further they went, the older their faces became, and the older they must have been in Anrakuji during their lifetimes.

I walked to the front and asked an old monk with a wrinkled face, "Are you the Master of Annihilation?" ”

The old monk didn't seem to be aware of it, but just looked at the Buddha in the main hall intently.

I called him three times in a row. He never agreed.

I looked at him helplessly, then reached out and plugged his ear.

The old monk couldn't hear the Buddha's teachings, so he immediately came back to his senses, and then looked at me with an angry face.

I hurriedly said, "Are you the Master of Annihilation?" I have something important to ask you for. ”

The old monk looked at me with a puzzled expression: "Who are you?" Why are you looking for me? ”

I tugged at him and said, "Let's take a step and talk." ”