"If you can help, the monk will help, and if you can't help, the monk will also help, but now" The old monk looked at me, and his words meant something: "At the beginning, I helped Brother Hai, and I nagged a few more words, and the result was retribution." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked what the retribution was.

"He can't help himself now, and he can't say whether he will die or live in the end." The old monk shook his head: "Monk, I also have good intentions to do bad things, but it's also good, he will definitely live a long life after this catastrophe." ”

"Old Man Hai was arrested because of retribution?" I don't believe in the old monk's statement, because I feel that the water in this statement is too big, and it is ridiculously large.

If you really say that, then those who do a lot of evil

The old monk sighed helplessly: "The monk told Brother Hai that everything is up to heaven to ask, but Brother Hai insisted on asking, and the monk was also blindfolded. ”

I was silent, staring at the old monk and wondering whether I should or should not ask about it.

"Do you have five eyes and six links?"

The old monk smiled and did not speak.

"Can you see the future?"

The old monk shook his head and said bluntly that he couldn't see it.

"Then you are"

"What the little donor wants to ask, the monk can't say, it must not be beautiful, and" The old monk's eyes are unusually clean, although he is getting older, but his eyes are not as turbid as ordinary old people, but like the blue waves of the lake, clean and thorough.

"Having said that, there will be retribution."

I smiled wryly and asked, "Am I going to fail?" ”

The old monk nodded and shook his head again, but with a smile on his face.

"Little donor, let me send you some words."

"You say."

"In the monk's view, before the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain, there was a boundless sea of suffering, and countless monks practiced Buddha and enlightenment, and tasted the suffering of reincarnation in the world, so as to get through that sea of suffering and climb the spiritual mountain." The old monk's tone of voice was very serious, but it was full of hints: "And many believers are the same as monks, eating wine and meat but revering the true Buddha, but there is still a difference between them and monks, monks do not want to go to the spiritual mountain of bliss, but are willing to stay in the world to live the life of a layman, cultivate goodness and be worthy of their hearts, they want to climb the spiritual mountain after death." ”

(Note: The spiritual mountain mentioned by the old monk here is the Jainbori Mountain in India, which is the famous place where the Buddha said the Dharma, and according to the records, the saints and the Buddha mostly lived here.) (The second tone of Qi, the first sound of Jadu). ）

"They even sometimes do things that they shouldn't do selfishly, when they worship the Buddha and burn incense, they pray to God for blessings, or" The old monk's words suddenly stopped, shook his head and said: "The monk talks a lot again, in fact, it is just a sentence." ”

"Even if the Buddha moves the spiritual mountain in front of you with great magical powers, you must take a step forward to climb the spiritual mountain."

"Lingshan is the result I want?" I asked, slightly expectantly.

The old monk smiled and nodded.

"So"

"It's a difficult step because you're still in the middle of nowhere." When the old monk said this, he couldn't help laughing: "The bitter sea is boundless, and turning back is the shore." ”

"You're not an ordinary monk." I looked at the old monk and bowed to him deeply: "You also know what I'm about to do, but you don't persuade or say, I will thank you for her for this alone." ”

"I'm not a monk in a temple, I'm just a monk who has become a monk halfway, and I'm not a competent monk." The old monk stood up and patted the wine jar: "How do you know that I am not surnamed Monk and I am a fake monk?" ”

I did laugh when I heard this, this master is really humorous enough.

"What are you talking about?" Little Buddha looked at us impatiently: "I haven't understood it for a long time, is it interesting to go around?" ”

"Damn, you're stinking illiterate." I gave him a disdainful look.

The old monk shook his head when he saw us laughing, waved his hand at us in amusement, and motioned for us to stand farther away.

Immediately, under our curious gaze, the old monk took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, sat cross-legged on the ground, held the rosary in his right hand and was not idle in his left hand, took out the wooden fish in the bag, and tapped the wooden fish while playing with the prayer beads, and slowly recited it to the Buddha statue and the wine jar.

It is said that it is chanting, it is better to say that it is chanting, the chanting sound of that kind of scripture is very peculiar, it sounds strong and solemn at the same time, but it can make people feel extremely comfortable, and they only feel that the whole world is quiet.

"If I smell it, there is no Buddha in the ten directions, if I smell it, there are no ten methods in the south, if I smell it, there are no monks in the ten directions, if I smell it, I have seen the ten demons."

"Nan no Shakyamuni Buddha, then the world, from the flesh bun, gushing out of the light, the light gushing out, the thousand leaves of the lotus, there is a transformation of the Buddha, sitting in the treasure flower, the top of the ten ways, the hundred treasures of light"

After a long time, I pondered for a while, and that day, I didn't understand the content of the master's singing before, but the back looked like a lengyan mantra, but it sounded different from the Lengyan mantra I had heard before

All in all, it was an unfamiliar scripture, and I dare say it wasn't recorded in any Buddhist scriptures, at least not yet.

"If I hear it, the monks of the ten directions, become a hundred treasures of light, and the world is bright."

"If I see it, the ten methods will become the true dharma, and Moro will become destroyed"

"If I listen, the Buddha of the Ten Directions, become a Buddha"

After about seven or eight minutes, the little Buddha was almost impatient, and was about to call me back, when the old monk put his hands together and shouted.

"Nam no Amitabha"

Listening to a few crisp clicks, several obvious cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the wine jar in front of the Buddha statue, and just as we turned our eyes, there was a bang, and the wine jar was completely shattered.

There was no good wine in it, only a worm resembling a leech, and the size of a child's arm, about 20 centimeters long.

"Thai things are too vicious, and it is really hurtful to use this kind of thing on ordinary people for the sake of grievances." The old monk patted his pants, stood up, and slowly packed his things, without talking to us halfway, just quietly packed up until his "son" came back.

The little young man had a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and walked over with a smile on his face, and after calling the old monk Daddy, he ran over to help the old monk clean up the guy.

As an aside, this young man's clever look reminds me of a person.

Xiao An.

He is completely an enlarged version of Xiao An, but his appearance is different, this young man is very handsome, his temperament is very sunny, he should still be a student.

"Master, are you going back?"

"Monks weren't supposed to be here, but today I want to see if the Buddha will turn around for the sake of those who are suffering." The old monk's answer was purely a yes answer, or it was too advanced for me to understand: "Now the Buddha has not turned around, perhaps because the sentient beings have not turned back."

It was only then that I realized that on both sides of the relief Buddha statue, there was something similar to a couplet.

On one side, it was written: Ask the Buddha why he sat upside down.

On one side, it is written: sigh that all beings refuse to turn back.

"Isn't this the couplet from Nanjing Jiming Temple?" Little Buddha interjected unexpectedly: "I only went there with my brother once half a year ago, and I am quite familiar with this couplet, but the content seems to be a little different." ”

The old monk nodded with a smile and said: "That's right, the couplets of the Guanyin Hall of Jiming Temple are indeed different from this, that is, ask the priest why he sat upside down, sighing that the severants refused to turn back, but this is"

Before he finished speaking, the old monk shook his head and asked me, "Do I not want to ascend to the Western Bliss for what I don't want to do?" ”

I said, I don't know.

"I just want to see how much the current world has the ability to turn good people into bad people." The old monk's smile was full of tiredness, and while he was chattering, he was helped away by the young man.

"Good and evil are like vanity, the wicked are born from the good, who is born evil, and there is no good way to do it?"

Forgive me for not being able to figure out the last symbol, after all, I only heard it once, and I can only add it according to how I felt at the time.

The last sentence is a question? Or is it an affirmative? I don't know what to do.

Maybe I'll never find the answer in my life, but it doesn't matter to me.

"Master, what's your name?!"

The old monk waved his hand without looking back, and said with a smile.

"Monk, my name is Luo Nengjue, little donor, I have a fate to see you again."

At this moment, the little Buddha patted me on the shoulder, pointed to the stone wall next to the stone carving of the Buddha statue and did not speak, meaning to let me go and see, as if he had found something.

When I saw the old monk and they left, I didn't stand there, but walked to the pit according to the instructions of the little Buddha, squatted down and glanced inside.

When I saw two lines of words on the stone wall, I was completely speechless.

Each line of words has a name written in it, in fact, it is not so much a word, but a record of two hooligans scolding.

"The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, a hundred years later, there is no Buddha in Middle Earth, Monk Luo, you bet with me that you will lose."

"Don't do all evil, all good things are pursued, people's hearts are good, how can there be no Buddha, Zuo Guangsi I'll go to your mother's don't write things here!"