In the afternoon, under the leadership of Na Cai Handong, Mr. Cui and Yi Xinxing came to the long-admired temple, Bao'en Temple, the so-called bark of the human face tree, since this temple is called Bao'en Temple, it means that there must be some allusions in it, but they can't know.

But it doesn't matter, the purpose of Mr. Cui's trip is to meet the legendary monk for a while, to say that in Mr. Cui's heart, this monk or something, there is really no good impression.

This is true, it is estimated that it is related to what he has seen, you must know that Mr. Cui has been wandering in Harbin for five or six years, the temple in Harbin, he really doesn't want to say anything, those monks, all of them don't cultivate their mouths and hearts, remember that in those years, when the PSP game machine was just popular, Mr. Cui saw those bald people in the underground group of the ship (Harbin's electronic city) to buy, that mouth, after all, it is chanting, neat enough, the price is like singing the Great Compassion Mantra, and the mouth can't be closed, Suddenly, the eldest sister at the counter was stunned, and Mr. Cui watched with interest at that time, and it is estimated that the eldest sister saw that these buddies were also Buddhist disciples, so it was not good to say anything, nine hundred and eighty-eight, and the machine that had been brushed after the film was put into their hands.

At that time, Mr. Cui watched them sit at the elevator entrance with PSP in their hands and cut in the monster hunter with joy, this bloody, hacking monster is not over after the monster, it actually roasted the meat, and it seems that it is not enjoyable at the end, so the senior brothers went to KFC collectively, Mr. Cui was embarrassed to follow anymore, in fact, he believed that these masters went to KFC just to drink bamboo shoot soup or orange juice, it must be so, En.

He felt that this is the case in this world, and some full-time personnel are not as skilled as amateur personnel, because he really feels that even if he is a person who is rejected by society and played by fate, the Buddha surname in his heart is much stronger than these commercial monks who are full of compassion and Buddha, and who do not pay the entrance fee behind their backs and say that they will not let you in, and maybe they will show you a set of 'empty three-fold legs'.

Fame and fortune are charming, Asakusa can cross the horseshoe, and the worldly qi has finally invaded the pure land of Buddhism, and ordinary temples are still like this, not to mention the Songshan Acrobatic Troupe with a CEO, Mr. Cui snorted coldly, and when he saw that Mr. Cui showed such an expression before he came to the temple, he asked him a little strangely: "What's wrong with Lao Cui, why is it very unhappy to look at you?" ”

Mr. Cui shook his head, and then said to Yi Xinxing: "It's nothing, I just think about how much the ticket to this temple will cost." ”

"Ticket money?" When Cai Handong heard Mr. Cui say this, he smiled, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Don't need money, you can enter if you want." ”

"Yoh?" Mr. Cui was stunned for a moment, looking at the words on the big plaque, he was really surprised that he didn't want admission money, so this temple is one of the few temples that has not been violated by Shaolin culture.

Thinking of this, he nodded, and then stepped into this small temple with the two, Cai Handong is the second time to come, naturally familiar with the road, after asking the monks in the temple, I learned that the guests of the great virtue are not full, so they led the two to the remote meditation room behind the temple.

On the way to the meditation room, Cai Handong asked Mr. Cui: "Brother Cui, why did you have a surprised expression just now?" ”

Mr. Cui took out the cigarette, but looked around, still didn't light it, just held it in his mouth, he said to Cai Handong: "How can I not be surprised, I have seen too many monks making money, when I think of this, I am a little resistant to this place, after all, it is too different from the TV we watched in the book." ”

Yi Xinxing smiled, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Are you thinking of the bald white-collar workers in Harbin again?" ”

After he finished speaking, Mr. Cui nodded, and then said to the two: "Well, actually, there is another thing that impresses me quite deeply, as if I haven't told you before." ”

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it. Anyway, I'm bored, so Yi Xinxing asked.

So Mr. Cui told the reason why he didn't believe in monks, it turned out that it was something that happened shortly after he graduated from college, at that time, the young Mr. Cui had just come to Fuze Hall, and the boss of Fuze Hall at that time was also a separate head, his name was Zhang Wencai, and the industry called him 'Wenming Bai', and Mr. Cui called him Uncle Wen.

At that time, in Mr. Cui's eyes, his boss was completely drunk when he got drunk, and he was confused when he encountered something, and he became interested when he saw money, and he peed his pants when he was scared.

Let's talk about this Mr. Cui when he worked in Fuze Hall, just like the current Zhang Shifei, no, it is worse than Zhang Shifei, he gets a salary of about 1,000 a month, gets up earlier than the chickens every day, sleeps later than the chickens, and has to go to the Fuze Hall every morning to report, Uncle Wen has a house in Harbin (now it is Mr. Cui's), but he, like Mr. Cui, always likes to live in the Fuze Hall, trying to save trouble, but occasionally go home.

When Uncle Wen didn't live in Fuze Hall, Mr. Cui had to get up early to open the door, saying that it was an autumn morning, Uncle Wen drank too much the first night, and didn't go to Fu Ze Tang again, and the next morning was the whole morning, Mr. Cui was the only one in the store, Mr. Cui was still a young boy at that time, and he didn't understand what others said.

Just when he yawned and swept the floor, suddenly the door opened, Mr. Cui thought it was a customer who came to the door, so he looked up and showed a signature smile, I don't want to, this person turned out to be a monk, Mr. Cui was stunned, he thought to himself What happened today, you must know that Fuze Hall is a fortune-telling hall, and it is not a department with the temple, how can there be a master to come to the door? Is it because there is a sitting statue of a Bodhisattva in the store? But this is completely what Uncle Wen used to sell for money, and I haven't seen him read Buddhist scriptures in ordinary times!

Before Mr. Cui could speak, the monk spoke first, this monk looked about forty or fifty years old, hairless, wearing a yellow robe, and came to the young Mr. Cui without saying a word: "Amitabha~~." ”

Oops, I'll go! It's so professional! Mr. Cui is a person from a small place, to be honest, from childhood to adulthood, until graduation has not seen a few monks, seeing this monk with his hands folded and his voice is strong, this sentence made him sing, it is really a high pitch with a particularly quasi-bass handle is particularly stable, how to look like a master, Mr. Cui was wooden, and he didn't know how to do this code for a while, in a hurry, he had to also draw a scoop according to the gourd and folded his hands and said: "What, what's the matter?" ”

Later, he thought about it, and he was a butt! I saw that the monk saw that there was no one else in this shop, only a stunned young man, so he let out a very kind smile, and he said to Mr. Cui: "Donor, I am from Wutai Mountain, passing by here, I will give you a talisman." ”

And this good thing? Before Mr. Cui could react, the monk stuffed a talisman into his hand, Mr. Cui saw that this thing was like the name tag he brought when he was in elementary school, with a red plastic outer skin, and inside was a bronze medal-like thing, which was embossed with the Great Compassion Guanyin, and the eight words "Open Light Spiritual Talisman Forever Keep Peace" were written on the outer skin.

Of course, Mr. Guanyin Cui recognized, you must know that he usually ignores like a dog, since he was a child, there are few people who have given him any gifts, today a monk who has never been masked gave it, he should be a little flattered, so he hurriedly thanked, the monk smiled very kindly, and then very neatly took out a folder from the cloth bag he carried, yes, it was a folder, open it and there was a form, when the monk said to Mr. Cui: "Amitabha, donor, Our temple has recently built a new prayer pagoda, please write your and your loved ones on it, and I will go back and pray for you. ”

Oops, I'll go! Mr. Cui was suddenly very excited, and this good thing? Write! Of course write! So he picked up the brush and brushed on the piece of paper and danced, at that time his state, that really hated why this paper is so small, he wanted to copy the phone book on it, the monk saw that he wrote a whole piece of paper, and he was not angry, just said to Mr. Cui in a very kind tone: "Amitabha, our temple built a prayer pagoda, so I came here to turn fate, I hope that your benefactor can cultivate good karma and talk about his heart." ”

What? Still want money?? Mr. Cui was stunned for a moment, but he raised his head and looked at the monk, and then looked at the talisman in his hand, as well as the name on the form, and the old guy's kind but expectant appearance.

So, he asked the monk, "How much?" ”

The monk said, "A lot of pieces." ”

A! Say! It's just the money to make a bus! Mr. Cui was very satisfied, so he put his hand into his pocket and took out the money, and when he took out the money, the monk said: "A hundred is not much, the more sincere the heart, the more spiritual the wish." ”

The more sincere the heart, the more spiritual the wish, Mr. Cui still remembers this sentence, it was because of this sentence that the old monk took away his fifty yuan yuan.

However, after the monk left, Mr. Cui didn't feel anything, after all, a lighted talisman can be regarded as a magic weapon, he is a talisman, and he knows the important surname of this thing, but after Uncle Wen came, he was completely tragic, when he and Uncle Wen picked up the 'talisman' to show off, Uncle Wen's mouth pouted, and then said to the young Mr. Cui: "Do you say you are stupid, this thing is worth fifty?" ”

"How do you know it's not worth it?" Mr. Cui was stunned.

Uncle Wen said to Mr. Cui while picking his nostrils: "Of course I know, I also sold this thing before, but it faded within a few days, and the purchase price is less than a dime." ”

Mr. Cui was dumbfounded at that time, but he hadn't given up hope yet, maybe he was young and frivolous and didn't believe that he was fooled, so he shouted at Uncle Wen: "Impossible! He is a monk of a big temple! ”

"The Great Temple? Which temple? Uncle Wen asked this sentence at the time, and Mr. Cui was completely tragic.

I saw Mr. Cui reply: "Wutai...... Doom ......"

Wutai Mountain! He just thought about it, his uncle, where is Wutai Mountain, Shanxi! If you are really a monk of Wutai Mountain, you don't need to come to Harbin even if you are a fate! This trip is not enough for the ticket money!!

At that time, Mr. Cui was speechless, and Uncle Wen really seemed to be a prophet, as he said, the so-called opening light talisman was carried in his pocket for a few days, and it really faded, and Mr. Cui saw that his eyes hurt in his bladder.

Although it is said that the winged arm and the bladder are the same word, Mr. Cui really can't accept this fantastic ending, so that his opinion of the monk is still full of resistance in the future.

"Money, it's not very important, the important thing is that it hurts my self-esteem." Mr. Cui gritted his teeth and said, as if the past was in front of him.

When he said this, Cai Handong and Yi Xinxing were already laughing, this is really when everyone is young, how could the two of them never imagine that Mr. Cui, who is so shrewd and cautious, has done such a stupid thing before, and such a shoddy scam will be tricked.

When Mr. Cui saw them laughing, he said angrily: "Okay, don't laugh, can you blame me, if you want to blame that old bald donkey, I thought, you said that even monks are deceiving, is there anything credible in this world?" ”

Just as Mr. Cui said this, suddenly, an old voice came from the front: "There is no trustworthiness in the world, for believing in yourself and being kind, cough cough." ”

Who? The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked around, only to see that the meditation room had not yet arrived, and there was an apricot tree not far from them, this apricot tree looked really old, it seemed that a person could not hold it, the dense branches and leaves, because of the harvest season, on the branches, only a few sporadic ripe fruits could be seen, and the sound just now was from the other side of the apricot tree.

Cai Handong was obviously stunned, only to feel that this voice was very familiar, only to see him raise his eyebrows, and then said very happily: "Master, why did you come out?" ”

Master, after Mr. Cui heard this, he already knew who was sitting behind the tree, it should be the monk in Cai Handong's mouth.

So, the three of them walked forward, went around to the back of the tree, and really found the old monk who was meditating under the tree, to say, this old monk is really old enough, or rather, this person is really old enough, Mr. Cui seems to have seen such an old man for the first time, the folds of a face are quite serious, and even the eyelids are about to be opened, the mouth is sunken inward, and it seems that there are no teeth, I saw him sitting on a shabby futon, and a few leaves fell on his clothes, and he ignored it, What makes Mr. Cui even more called it the eyebrows of this old monk, it is really like a monk in the TV series, he actually droops, like a beard, even after Yi Xinxing saw this old monk, he unconsciously said secretly in his heart, is this old monk an actor? Is this glued?

Naturally, it wasn't glued, Lao Yi resisted the urge to go up and drag it, because this old man's age seems to be really not young, and even said that he is a little light at ninety, and people can live to this state, I can't help but make Mr. Cui and Yi Xinxing awe-struck, you think, they all say that twenty weak crowns, thirty and stand, forty are not confused, fifty know the destiny of heaven, sixty flower nails, seventy ancient rare, eighty is the old age, this old guy, how to say that he has to go up to ninety, God, then what should I call him?

Although the old monk's eyes were cloudy, he still recognized Cai Handong, only to see him open his mouth slightly, and then said to Cai Handong: "I've waited for you again, why haven't you seen Zhang Gong?" ”

Zhang Gong? Is this old man a little confused, Yi Xinxing thought about it, and shot arrows, but he had no words, he could only ponder in his heart, that Cai Handong smiled, and then he was not ambiguous, and immediately knelt on the ground, and then said to the old monk very reverently: "Thank you Master for lighting it before, I will do it after I go back, and sure enough, everything will not be fulfilled, and I will come to visit again today Thank you Master!" ”

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed three times, it was indeed pious enough, the old monk's skin seemed to be a little weak, but he could still see that he was indeed smiling, he nodded at Cai Handong, but he didn't say anything to him, but turned his head to Mr. Cui and said, "Demon son and demon grandson." ”

What Demon Son Demon Sun? Mr. Cui was stunned for a moment, he looked at the old monk, and thought to himself, is this talking about me?

I saw that the old monk said to himself: "What you see is not a monk, but a descendant of the demon king Bo Xun." ”

What the? Mr. Cui blinked, it seemed that the old monk was really a little senile, he opened his mouth, and then continued to tell a story to everyone.

It turns out that in ancient times, the Buddha fought with the demon king Bo Xun, and my Buddha used his concentration to overcome the supernatural power of that wave of time, and the demon king said to the Buddha: "Although I have no way to defeat you now, but in the future, when your disciples (referring to the future generations of Buddha disciples) are not strong enough and have incorrect knowledge, I will mix into your Buddhist temple, put on a Buddha robe, wear your clothes, eat your food, and then destroy your Dharma and corrupt your precepts, see what you want to do?" At this time, Shakyamuni Buddha said very sadly: "If you (the Heavenly Demon, the Demon Son, and the Demon Sun) want to do this when the time comes to the end of the Dharma, then I can't do it." ”

The old monk said that there are some temples where the atmosphere is corrupt, and it is precisely because of the fulfillment of the curse of the demon king, and it is also the relationship between the world, but there is still the Fa-rectification in this world, and those ugly things are only a small part, and this small part, just like the yin and yang, coexist with each other and cannot disappear.

After listening to these words, Mr. Cui seemed to have realized something in his heart, saying that there are ten thousand ways in the world, and ten thousand ways do not leave the sect, it seems that this is true, I really can't imagine that this Buddhism is also like the environment in which I live, there are good and evil, there are true supernatural powers, and there are liars and the like, but then again, maybe only in this way can it be regarded as the place of the world.

The worldly world is an order, and if the order is disrupted, then the worldly world will lose its balance, and it will only collapse, and there is no other way to go.

Mr. Cui looked at the old monk, his eyes were suddenly full of respect, I saw him put his hands together at this time, and said very seriously and sincerely: "When the master is enlightened, it is really a word to wake up the dreamer, the Buddha is pure, the kid is unreasonable just now, please don't blame the master, today we came to disturb the master, just want to ask the master, do you know what is happening around us, and hope that the master will guide you." ”

(To be continued)