Chapter Eighty-Nine: Dajue Temple
"What? Famous? Zhang Xiaofo is deep in thought.
"Hmm!" Reinhua nodded. This time, there was no need for Zhang Xiaofo to ask, and Lianhua consciously presented the information: "This world is far more complicated than we imagined, and all kinds of species may exist as long as they have been recorded!" This also includes the gods and Buddhas and the three Qings. ”
"Dajue Temple is related to Buddha?" Zhang Xiaofo reacted sharply.
"You probably blame me for not telling you this beforehand!" Lianhua sighed, "But that's also for your safety." There are some things that the less you know, the less you know. ”
"I thought you did it on purpose!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't believe in the words of pity at all: "Let's talk about Dajue Temple!" ”
"There is no entity in the Dajue Temple, but there may be a monk from the Dajue Temple in every temple!" Speaking of this, Lianhua stopped to check Zhang Xiaofo's reaction.
"Go on!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't react.
"Dajue Temple is a mysterious existence, ordinary people have no way of knowing, even if the people in the Buddhist sect do not form Arhat Fruit, they are not qualified to know!"
"Really? Shouldn't I feel honored to be invited by Dajue Temple? Zhang Xiaofo laughed at himself.
"What? Dajue Temple invites you to go? Lianhua was surprised and couldn't help herself: "What did you do?" ”
"I guess it's related to a Buddha's hand!" Although Zhang Xiaofo knew that Lianhua's attitude towards him was uncertain, there were still some things that could be taken a look.
"What bergamot?" Lianhua asked.
Zhang Xiaofo didn't explain too much, and directly explained it with actions.
Flowing water, in one go, full of beauty and unknown power.
As Zhang Xiaofo's gesture progressed, Lianhua felt a tremor in the depths of her soul. This shiver fascinated her and gave her the illusion that she was still alive...... I would like to give all my body and mind......
Zhang Xiaofo was sweating profusely, originally thinking that as long as the amplitude was not large, there would be no problems, but he didn't expect that his body would be overwhelmed, and he could only be forced to stop.
"Hiss......"
As soon as Zhang Xiaofo's movements stopped, Lianhua came to her senses, gasped, and spoke for a long time: "It's amazing!" No wonder you are invited to Dajue Temple. ”
"What? Is there anything special about this Buddha's hand? Zhang Xiaofo didn't understand, although he stopped, he still had a tingling sensation on his fingertips.
"It's not just special! When did you hear about this Buddha's hand? "Mercy tried to stabilize her mind. She felt very wrong just now, and she wanted to give up on herself for that trembling feeling. I didn't expect the Buddha's hand to be so powerful, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaofo stopping halfway, I really don't know what the consequences would be!
"Haunted house!" Zhang Xiaofo just said two words briefly.
Lianhua was dumbfounded, and looked at Zhang Xiaofo as if she didn't know him: "No wonder Dajue Temple wants to invite you to go!" ”
"Shall I go or not?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.
"Wait until I'm done talking first, and decide for yourself whether to go or not!" Lianhua took a deep breath and slowly spoke: "As I said before, there is everything in this world. It is precisely because of the presence of everything that human beings are particularly weak. But this is not the case. There is a reason why human beings still maintain a considerable number and call them spirits - human beings can protect themselves by certain means. The Buddha's hand that you just covered up is one of them. In Buddhism, there are three kinds of fruits: Arhat fruit, Bodhisattva fruit, and Buddha fruit! Buddha's hand is a kind of Dharma that can only be used by arhats who have cultivated arhat fruit! ”
"Wouldn't ordinary monks or people be?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.
"Do you think it's Chinese cabbage? Can anyone use it? People who have not reached a certain level cannot memorize Buddha's hand or Dharma, and since they cannot memorize it, they cannot use it! ”
"What is the difference between an arhat and an ordinary person?" In Zhang Xiaofo's image, Arhats and ordinary people are both human beings, aren't they?
"I don't know about this! I don't study the Dharma, so I don't know. It's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing that you've been invited to Dajue Temple this time! ”
"And what is this?" Zhang Xiaofo lit the water in the cup next to the bed and drew a symbol in the palm of his hand.
The first part of the "Zhang Xiaofo ......" symbol had disappeared before Zhang Xiaofo played with the pen, but Lianhua still felt a burst of ancient coercion: "Where did you learn this!" ”
"He Sichao!"
"It turned out to be the He family!" It's not surprising that the flowers are pity.
"What family?" Zhang Xiaofo repeated: "What else haven't you told me?" ”
"Do you know why it's called Yangcheng?" Lianhua did not answer Zhang Xiaofo's question, but talked about other topics: "Legend has it that there was a major drought in the history of Yangcheng, and the drought made a mistake, and later someone jointly drove away the drought and alleviated the drought. Since then, the name Yangcheng has been fixed. ”
"He, Wang, Yu?"
"Hmm!"
"Dry? What about myths? Zhang Xiaofo thought it was ridiculous. It's not that he doesn't believe in the existence of drought rays, but he just thinks it's incredible that a monster can change the natural climate of a place.
"Who knows? We don't know the truth! Everything is just heard. But looking at the symbol you just drawn, although I don't remember it, I really won't forget that terrifying feeling. From this point of view, the He family is indeed not simple. The Drought Fish thing may be true. Since the He family has strength, the other Wang Yu family, who are good friends with it, also have their own means. "Lianhua underestimated those families before.
"I have the strength, but I can't bring people out!" Zhang Xiaofo said regretfully.
"That's something you can't help but do. I was also negligent in this matter and did not give you enough information in advance. "Pity the flower self-reflective.
"I didn't expect a small Yangcheng to hide a dragon and a crouching tiger!" Zhang Xiaofo sighed, it turns out that he is really as ignorant as a newborn baby in this world! At the same time, I deeply felt how lucky it was for him to be alive until now.
"Do you know who of those children was rescued?" Relianhua asked suddenly.
"Wang Fan and Yu Changqing!"
"If only you knew!"
"Are you sure there's anything else you haven't told me?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.
"I couldn't tell for a while. Besides, I'm just a painter with limited knowledge. Lianhua replied very simply: "There are some small questions, I can't think of them for the time being, if you encounter a situation, you can ask me." ”
“……”
Seeing that Zhang Xiaofo had nothing to say, Lianhua consciously left.
……
After Zhang Xiaofo himself was left in the ward, he touched the wound on his abdomen, where he remembered correctly, and it was pierced entirely. But why isn't he dead yet? Although it is not good to always curse himself to die, this makes Zhang Xiaofo strange. If it were a normal person, wouldn't he have died a long time ago if he was so seriously injured?
"Don't worry, you can't die!"
Zhang Xiaofo saw Deng Rui, who had always avoided him during this time, appeared at the door!