"Are you still not allowed to convert me?"

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

“............”

——

A small town in the north of China.

A small temple on the top of the mountain is called Qingfan Temple, and the incense is very prosperous but not well-known.

At this time, there were many monks surrounding the door of a meditation room. It seems to be eavesdropping, but because of the precepts of the practice, you can't get too close. Instead, it's more like listening openly.

So whether overhearing or overt, what are they paying attention to?

The monks gathered around the door of this meditation room included monks wearing ordinary gray robes, and monks wearing robes.

The only thing that is the same is that the expressions are a little weird, helpless mixed with regret, and even occasionally a few glances at each other, silently communicating something.

In all these circumstances, it is clear that the center of attention at this time is the situation inside the house.

By the way, I forgot to mention that in fact, the door of the Zen room ...... It's open.

——

Inside the Zen room.

A young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old stood there, and across from him was an old monk with his knees crossed.

The robes are old but spotless. The face is peaceful, there is no sadness and no joy. Even the eyes are slightly closed.

The young man, dressed in a monk's robe, bowed with one hand and twisted a rosary in the other.

His expression was still calm and he didn't even frown, except that the speed of twisting the rosary became slightly faster, reflecting his state of mind.

"Why?"

The young man looked at the old monk, as if no matter what the matter was, what mood, the corners of his mouth always unconsciously hung a smile.

"Is it because my cultivation is not enough? Is it because my heart is insincere?"

The young man spoke softly and asked the old monk.

The age of the face obviously has nothing to do with the old monk, but.

Inexplicably, the young man's smile was very similar, almost identical.

It's all so indifferent, casual, and honest.

The old monk didn't respond, just sat there. The young man was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

After a long time, the old monk shook his head slightly and said calmly: "No matter how many times you ask, my answer is the same." ”

Slowly opening his eyes, the old monk looked at the young man with loving eyes: "You have a relationship with Buddhism...... But the edge is not here. ”

"Whoa. ”

The rosary suddenly spilled on the ground, and the young man had only the broken thread that wore the rosary in his hand.

The peaceful face is still there, but the smile is slowly disappearing.

The old monk glanced at the scattered rosary and closed his eyes again.

The host at the door sighed, walked to the door and didn't come in, and turned to the young man's back: "Forget it." Master Dekong always has his Zen intentions, if it doesn't work, he will continue to be a lay disciple first......"

"Lay disciples. ”

The young man suddenly turned around and interrupted the host's words, a smile reappeared at the corner of his mouth, and he folded his hands in a salute: "How can there be a legal name?"

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something. The young man bowed his head and was silent for a while, and slowly walked out of the doorway.

"I have not stepped into an empty door for a day...... I'm just a boat in the bitter sea. ”

All the monks watched the young man walk out step by step, not fast or slow, and gradually disappeared around the corner.

The old monk of the meditation room did not have any reaction from beginning to end, the abbot was silent for a while, sighed lightly, waved his hand to disperse the talking monks, put his hands together, entered the meditation room, turned around, and closed the door.

——

"Constant ...... Senior Brother Han Qi, is it still not good?"

Although it is a small hill, it has a unique scenery and is indeed suitable for the establishment of a spiritual temple.

In today's society, the process of modernization and urbanization is extremely fast, even if it is just a small town in the north, a remote area, it is not easy to find such a place.

On a rock, the breeze is gentle. In the distance, there are mountains and forests, and the afterglow of the setting sun.

Only shining on the face of Han Qi, who was sitting alone, his eyes were not focused, and he let the wind blow the monk's robe, not moving.

The monk's robe does not move, in fact, perhaps, it is heartbeat.

I seem to have been used to this situation for a long time. Even if there was no response to the concerned question, several people sighed, did not disturb him, just bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

However, the occasional conversation is still a few words from time to time.

"I really don't know what Uncle Taishi thinks. Not to mention anything else, the most sincere person who has entered the temple over the years is Senior Brother Han Qi, and he has never let him become a monk or say anything about why he is not here. ”

"It's not here...... How could you have grown up in the temple since you were a child?"

"Yes. What did you think about the ancient times? Abandon a baby to the temple casually? What age is it? How difficult is it to find a monk and become a monk now? Good and bad are mixed, selfishness is rampant, and when you come in, you have to talk about wages and treatments, and you don't do anything if you don't have it. Not satisfied, I also moved to other temples. ”

"Perhaps...... Is it the selfishness of the Taishi Ancestor?"

"Be careful!!"

"It's me who said it, senior brother, don't blame. ”

"Uncle Taishi's ancestor is a high-ranking monk, and the Shaolin abbot is often invited to learn Buddhism, not to mention that Senior Brother Han Qi was picked up by his old man and raised in the temple. What selfishness could there be?"

"Huh?!!, how can you still ...... And have you never allowed Senior Brother Heng to escape into the empty door?! What non-mainstream people have come in casually over the years, saying that it is cool to become a monk, this has been let in, and it turned out to be vulgar in a few days. ”

"Senior Brother Han Qi's Zen cultivation and martial arts attainments, Shaolin Temple also invited him to come over to learn Zen and martial arts. Make an exception for the outer disciples to enter the Tibetan scripture pavilion to watch the scriptures and secret books. Moreover, in terms of the secular environment, over the years, he has been admitted to university to publish papers in foreign practice, and has often been invited to give lectures in various places, even if he does not leave home, he can find a good job, and he does not have to worry about food and clothing. But I've always wanted to escape into the empty door. On the contrary, Uncle Taishi always refused to let him become a monk. That's a ......."

Drifting away, never heard again. In fact, even if you hear it, it won't affect the young man sitting there, that is, Han Qi.

What was the look before, it is still at this time.

It's just that the weirdness of the eyes and the incomprehensible smile are accompanied by helplessness.

It's hard to describe what kind of emotion it is.

——

"Uncle Taishi, can you also think about my difficulties?"

Speaking of which, he is also an abbot, forty or fifty years old. But after all, in today's era, the network is so developed in the information age, and the pace of social development is so fast. It is impossible for monks to talk to each other, and Amitabha Buddha is so vulgar.

In the final analysis, they are all monks for various reasons, otherwise, how can the outside world of flowers and flowers be put away?

Of course, Buddhism doesn't pay attention to that.

Everything is empty.

No matter how words and deeds change in the times, a Buddha is a Buddha.

At this time, only the old monk Dekong and the abbot were here to do good, and they were not so particular about speaking. Just like an uncle and nephew.

Just doing good, of course.

"How many years has Buddhism been extinct in India, the founding country......

"It's Nepal. ”

Dekong still had the same face and said casually.

"What Nepal?"

Doing good reacted, and laughed helplessly: "But when Buddhism was founded, Nepal still belonged to ancient India. ”

"Today it doesn't belong anymore. ”

Dekong laughed, and with a bit of naughtiness for the old disrespect, it was different from the appearance of facing Han Qi just now and even facing many monks all the time. But it wasn't that he meant to do it in front of them, but it always was.

Or are all the monks like this?

"Say whatever you want. ”

I am also used to doing good, I waved my hand, and suddenly looked at the old monk Dekong with a serious expression.

"But Hengqi belongs here, belongs to our Qingfan Temple. ”

The old monk Dekong put away his smile and folded his hands.

"It's Han Qi. ”

Looking at the good deeds, the old monk Dekong shook his head: "He just said it himself." If you haven't entered the empty door for a day, how can you have a legal name?"

Xingshan's brows furrowed, pacing back and forth, and suddenly stopped and looked at Dekong: "What is the reason why ......you are not here, you have been stopped for almost ten years and you are not allowed to practice as a monk?

Xingshan paused and continued: "Don't let Han Qi become a monk, but I don't believe it. The child was picked up by you, raised from childhood to adulthood, and the worldly emotions are your dearest person, and you are his only relative. Not to mention that the whole temple is not as good as his Zen comprehension, not to mention that the colorful temples outside have no other use except to deceive the donor's incense, and it is a lie to open a light. ”

Dekong didn't respond, and subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly he was a little chuckled. I looked down and sighed. The rosary beads scattered all over the place were just now, and Han Qi twisted and fell.

Dekong slowly opened his eyes, looking at the abbot sitting there frowning, stretching his legs and standing up, his waist bent a little, after all, he was old.

Squat down with your head down and pick up the rosary beads.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to pick it up together. The old monk of Dekong waved his hand, but very slowly, but his hand was very steady, and he finished picking up the prayer beads.

Twenty-seven, from picking him up to the present, one a year, I gave it myself.

The old monk Dekong looked at it for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled up and laughed. I just took out a silk thread and put the twenty-seven prayer beads on them one by one.

"Ring, ring, ring. ”

Suddenly, the phone rings.

The abbot subconsciously took out his mobile phone from his arms, the old monk Dekong shook his head, the abbot was a little embarrassed, but he still turned his back and connected.

Today's era...... Right.

Living with a mobile phone is not new.

It's just that after connecting, the embarrassment is gone in a blink of an eye. In particular, there was more than one phone call.

"Uh...... Mayor Xu......"

"It didn't work out. Uncle Shi still didn't agree......"

"The mayor......'s secretary? Yes, yes, it's Han ......"

"This ...... We haven't decided yet, and besides, Han Qi's Buddha fate is still very ......."

"It can't be like this, right? We're ...... in the first place."

"Oh well. Don't force it, just ...... it."

Hanging up the phone, the abbot frowned and pondered, turned around and was about to say something to the old monk Dekong, but the phone rang again.

"You say you're ......"

"Ah, the graduate supervisor of Heng Abandon ......"

"This ...... I thought he was done with mundane things before he came back......"

"He has a relationship with our Buddhist family......"

"You can't say that, do you? Monasteries also need people, especially ......."

"Whether we want to decide for ourselves or not, outsiders ......"

"Isn't it okay for you to do this, although we really haven't decided that he should take refuge in this temple......"

"Oh well. I'll pass on the ......"

Hanging up the phone, the abbot looked back at the old monk Dekong weakly.

"You don't want it, there are a lot of people out there. ”

Pointing to his mobile phone, the abbot said to the old monk Dekong: "The mayor wants to find him as a secretary, and he will wait for him to pass after the formalities are completed." His university graduate tutor is also waiting for him, and he is the core of that topic. Especially when we heard that we didn't agree to his escape into the empty door at all, we urged us to release him quickly. ”

The old monk Dekong smiled: "Yes, it seems that he has gone out to study over the years, and the harvest is indeed not small." ”

The abbot smiled: "What age, my uncle and ancestor." Even if you are young, when the world is in turmoil, how can any Buddhist temple become a pure place? Not to mention the chaos of war, there is not even food. Now that it's finally too peaceful, who can't let go of a good life but come to become a monk......? We don't know what Han Qi has been outside for so many years. ”

Shaking his mobile phone, the abbot spoke: "Just a few phone calls can be seen." ”

The mobile phone suddenly rang again, and the abbot shook his head to connect it, and said to the old monk Dekong: "I can expect him to take dozens of people from Qingfan Temple to live a good life, and the incense is even more prosperous." I dare not say that I can catch up with the Shaolin Temple, at least in the north, to be famous. Don't say anything about it, it's not here...... Hello. I am the abbot of Qingfan Temple......"

The host spoke, and said a few words to the other side.

Suddenly, the abbot was stunned, his expression surprised.

"You...... Who do you say you are?What minister?!"

The abbot listened for a while, and his face changed. Salute with one hand as if you are not facing a mobile phone, but a person.

He turned his back and said in a cautious tone: "Yes...... Actually, we're still thinking about ......"

After saying a few words, the abbot looked embarrassed but didn't dare to say, "That...... After all, Qingfan Temple is the place where Heng Qi grew up, and Shaolin Temple may not be worthy of ......"

"It's not. That's not what I meant......"

The old monks of Dekong have been wearing rosaries calmly. Ignoring the appearance of the abbot talking to the other party.

"That'...... Then let's think about it one last time......"

"You don't have to worry about it for long......"

"Today? a little ...... today"

"Okay, just today. I understand. ”

Slowly hung up the phone again, the abbot looked at the phone for a while, and looked at the old monk Dekong with a helpless sigh: "Uncle Shi, do you still look like a monk as an abbot?"

"Huh. ”

After wearing the rosary, Tokuku took one out of his bosom and put it in, and twenty-seven became twenty-eight, no more, no less.

"Exactly twenty-eight...... The time has come. ”

Muttered to himself and looked at the rosary.

The host looked at him puzzled: "What did you say that it was just time to do it again." ”

Dekong didn't have it, looking at the abbot's helpless smile, he shook his head and got up: "It's not like the abbot of the monk, the layman who is related to the Buddha." ”

The abbot laughed: "Han Qi is a layman?!Aren't I even more vulgar?"

The old monk of Dekong nodded: "So you are the abbot, and he is still a worldly person." ”

The abbot frowned: "The phone call just now is not a town mayor's mentor." Minister Liu in the province. ”

Pointing to the roof of the shed, the abbot lowered his voice: "It is said that there is a chief from above who has pressed down the order, let us let someone send him to Shaolin Temple to take refuge...... It's just that it is estimated that Heng Qi once refused. So I heard here that we still don't accept him as a monk in Qingfan Temple, and finally give us a day. Tomorrow they don't accept it, they are ready to come and pick them up. I can't let anyone go this time. ”

The old monk Dekong was silent for a moment, then nodded calmly and signaled to the abbot: "Let him come." ”

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and walked out with a happy face and ordered someone to find Han Qi.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Han Qi's voice came.

"Abbot...... Uncle Taishi. ”

The abbot got up to open the door, and Han Qi stood at the door, his hands folded.

"Just now, a lot of people called us to release people, you see if you can contact them, and ...... slowly."

Han Qi folded his hands and saluted: "Abbot, don't worry. ”

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously opened his mouth to speak.

Han Qi stood at the door and didn't come in, looking at the old monk Dekong: "Uncle Taishi looked for me, but the decision has changed?"

Tokuku smiled and turned to look at the wall.

"You have a relationship with Buddhism...... It's not here. ”

Dekong clasped his waist with his hands behind his back and looked up at a pair of words hanging there.

Cursive, flowing water. I can't recognize any words if I don't look closely.

But here are a few of them, and it's four words.

Origin and extinction.

Han Qi paused, was silent for a long time, and saluted: "Heng Qi will go down the mountain tomorrow and continue to study." Until the Taishi Uncle agreed. ”

"Han Qi. ”

The abbot spoke helplessly, turned his head and frowned at the old monk Dekong.

The old monk Dekong didn't say much, turned to look at Han Qi, slowly stepped forward, and handed over the Buddha beads he had woon.

Han Qi lowered his head and counted the prayer beads on it.

Counting until the twenty-eighth, Han Qi's hand trembled and looked at the old monk Dekong. After hesitating for a long time, he bent down and saluted.

"But this time, can Uncle Taishi tell Han Qi why I have a relationship with the Buddha...... But not here?"

The old monk of Dekong smiled and looked at Han Qi: "What about you, you have been drifting away for eight years, just because I said that you can't take refuge if you are not here...... What did you realize?"

Han Qi thought about it, looked at the old monk Dekong, and spoke calmly.

"Han Qi realized that maybe Uncle Taishi asked me to use the attitude of Buddhism to cross all sentient beings to the world, to cross myself and others. ”

The abbot looked at the old monk Dekong, and he couldn't help but react, maybe Uncle Shi really thought so?

Having a relationship with the Buddha is to be abandoned by his parents at the door of the temple since he was a child, and then he grew up in the temple since he was a child. If you are not here, you should not become a full-time monk, but go to the world to do things.

Is that how it is explained?

"In that case. ”

The old monk Dekong looked at Han Qi: "Why don't you just enter the WTO and give up refuge? Maybe you can do more in this world. ”

Han Qi shook his head: "Having the heart to do good is not the same as doing good deeds. And having the means to do evil does not mean that you have done evil. ”

Looking at the old monk Dekong, Han Qi spoke: "Everyone can kill, it doesn't mean that everyone has killed." Just because everyone can save someone doesn't mean that everyone has saved someone. ”

Han Qi saluted again, turned around and walked away.

"Everything I have in this world is actually insignificant, and there are many, many people who are better than me. ”

The old monk Dekong was silent, and after a long time, he looked at Han Qi with a smile on his face and nodded gently.

Han Guo walked slowly, but under the abbot's surprised gaze, as he walked, he casually untied the monk's robe and put it on his wrist, and the last casual clothes were on his body, and he had already walked towards the path down the mountain.

"But whether to do good or evil...... Neither the willing, the powerless, nor the powerful, can do it without the will. ”

The abbot frowned and was about to complain. Obviously, I just said that I would call him to come, but I already have the intention of loosening. As a result, when people came, they still didn't agree. What is this?

It's just that the host was about to turn his head to speak to the old monk Dekong, but he found that he didn't know when he was the only one left in the Zen room, and there was no one else.

Just a sentence came into the ears, making the host with an ugly face turn into surprise and joy in an instant.

——

Han Qi, who was about to leave, was not at a loss and lost, it was not the first time that he couldn't pass, he must still be lacking, or there was something he didn't do enough.

The old monk who raised himself since he was a child is his closest person. He always said that he had a relationship with the Buddha, but the fate was not here, so it must be so.

Although, he still didn't understand where his fate was if he wasn't here?

But in any case, at the age of twenty-eight, he wasted no time.

Suddenly stopped, holding a rosary in his hand. Han Qi was silent for a while, then turned around and glanced at Qingfan Temple again, thinking that maybe it would be a long time before he came back.

The place where I have lived for so many years is all imprinted in my eyes and in my heart. Han Qi was silent for a while, then turned around and walked down the mountain without nostalgia.

"Idiot, idiot. ”

Even if it is difficult for the Zen mind to fluctuate, it is also shocked.

At this time, a few steps ahead, the old monk Dekong stood in front of him with a smile and his hands behind his back. looked at Han Qi lovingly.

Han Qinene turned his head to look at the main gate of Qingfan Temple, and then looked at the old monk of Dekong in front of him.

"I don't know what else is going on with Uncle Taishi?"

The old monk Dekong stepped forward and raised his hand to pat him on the head: "There are no outsiders here, don't pretend." ”

Han Qi looked around, and helped the old monk Dekong to sit down.

Raised from childhood to adulthood, the two are indeed the closest people, and there is no one.

So what is it like when no one is around, just looking at the naughtiness of the old monk Dekong, Han Qi is very similar to his expression and smile, and he is naturally not so serious in private.

Laughing and sighing, Han Qi himself sat aside: "I just said that I won't be allowed to shave and practice here, and I even kept what I was taught." ”

"I only said that your fate is not here, but did you say that you will not be allowed to take refuge here?"

The old monk of Dekong looked at Han Qi and blinked, and opened his mouth to signal.

"Uh...... Huh?!"

Han Qi, who took off his monk's robe, regained his vivid mood, and when he heard him say this, he was puzzled and looked a little crying and laughing.

The old monk of Dekong smiled, looked at Han Qi, and rubbed his head.

"Those phone calls...... Did you let you beat it?"

Han Qi coughed lightly, tilted his head and touched his nose, only in front of the old monk Dekong did he show his child's side, even if he was almost thirty years old this year.

"Not all...... Hehe. ”

The old monk of Dekong shook his head helplessly and smiled, pointing at him without speaking.

Han Qi paused for a moment and looked at the old monk of Dekong spreading his hands: "Then you see." You don't know me, I'm still in a hurry. But to be honest, they wish I couldn't be a monk. You don't know what kind of shock they were when they found out that I was going to be a monk and that I was shaving full-time. ”

Han Qi returned his hand and gestured the magnitude of the scale.

"The mouth is so wide open. ”

The old monk of Dekong didn't respond, but just casually looked at Han Qi: "Then why did you come back?" Do you think I deliberately blocked your conversion?"

Han Qi's expression froze, he was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "Of course I don't think so." ”

"Actually, you don't believe in Buddhism. ”

The old monk Dekong suddenly spoke, his smile unchanged, as if he had said something very ordinary.

Han Qi's face changed, and he looked at Dekong with a slight frown.

"I don't believe in Buddhism?"

Dekong looked directly at Han Qi, shook his head and said: "You only believe in the concept of Buddhism and purify all sentient beings." How many volumes of the scriptures do you memorize, but how many of them do you actually believe? Except for your favorite Heart Sutra. ”

Han Qi bowed his head and was silent, and after a long time, he looked up at the old monk Dekong: "If it is really a Buddha, I never ask others to believe in him, but believe in myself." The meaning of memorizing scriptures is never to break any records or make people feel how profound their knowledge of Zen is, but in the final analysis, it is to help oneself recognize the Buddhist worldview. ”

The old monk Dekong smiled and returned to the appearance of a charity old monk again.

"I know. ”

The old monk Dekong looked at Han Qi: "For you, becoming a monk is just an obsession, or a habit. Growing up here, here is your dependence, sustenance. Your background and experience will eventually pass this hurdle in order to live a later life like ordinary people in the world. ”

Han Qi couldn't help laughing: "Please! You know everything! And then you just won't let me convert! It's not that when you get old, I think you are deliberately playing with me." ”

The old monk of Dekong smiled: "What does that have to do with age?"

Han Qi opened his mouth in astonishment and pointed at the old monk Dekong, gasping.

Angry.

"Huh. ”

The old monk of Dekong smiled so happily, but after a long time, the laughter slowly put away.

"You have a relationship with the Buddha...... But your fate is not here. ”

Han Qi sighed weakly, and nodded half-loudly: "So you came over to catch up with me, but you still want me to let go and enter the world?"

Grinning his head, Han Qi pointed his fingers: "You just came back in the Zen room and you refused once." Then he called me over and refused again. When I walk out of the temple gate, you stop me in advance and refuse again!"

Sighing and looking at the old monk Dekong, Han Qi was distracted: "I am almost thirty years old this year. It's not a kid anymore. If you don't agree with my refuge, it will be difficult for me to come back after joining the WTO. ”

After a pause, Han Qi spoke: "Perhaps...... When you are fifty or sixty years old, you will come back to retire and teach the little monk to meditate, learn Zen, breath and qigong?"

Dekong got up and gently pushed away Han Qi's hand: "If you don't plan to come back, don't you have anything to do in the world?

Han Qi thought for a moment, pursed the corners of his mouth and looked at the old monk Dekong: "It's very ordinary and doesn't have any special wishes." I just don't want to have an outcast like me anymore. If you still have to have them, then try to make them live better and not feel that they are less than others. ”

The old monk Dekong nodded and looked at Han Qi: "Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect. Do you know what the cause and effect of me and you are?"

Han Qi put away his smile and saluted: "Han Qi doesn't know." ”

The old monk Dekong sat cross-legged in front of Han Qi and folded his hands: "You are an outcast." This is the cause. But when I picked you up, I changed the cause. Then this fruit will also come to bear fruit for me. Make you complete. ”

Han Qi paused for a moment and looked up at the old monk Dekong: "How to end it?"

The old monk Dekong looked at Han Qi, chuckled and said, "If you have never been allowed to escape into the empty gate, but the temple has made you a monk." You say, were you accepted by the Buddha, or were you given up by the Buddha?"

"Forehead ......"

Han Qi shook his head: "You are a false proposition. It's true, it's not true. ”

The old monk Dekong stood up, chuckled and turned around and walked down the mountain: "If you are enlightened, you are enlightened, and if you don't understand, you are not enlightened." Sometimes it seems to be a little worse, but no matter how much it is worse, not realizing is not understanding. ”

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, and watched the back of the old monk Dekong disappear under the mountain, and subconsciously wanted to chase after him.

"Where are you going......"

It's just that the figure is no longer visible, and a summoning sound behind him interrupts the figure chasing him out.

"Senior Brother Han Qi. ”

Han Qi turned his head, and the two little monks looked at him with smiles on their faces.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Han Qi. The abbot asked me to tell you to shave. ”

Han Qi was stunned there, looking at the two of them puzzled, then looked down the mountain, and chased a few steps over. But where is the figure of the old monk Dekong at this time?

Only Han Qi was left standing there alone in the wind, unmoved for a long time, and even more speechless.

——

Kneeling there, all the procedures were not mentioned briefly, in short, after the hair was shaved, the scar was no longer used after it was abolished in 1983. Monk robes, Buddha beads and bald heads, after everything is over, Han Qi will officially change his name to Hengqi tomorrow, but not at this time.

Accommodation was rearranged. I received a new monk's robe, ranked according to seniority, and began to attend morning classes with my senior brothers and disciples who have already become monks, and participate in meditation tomorrow.

This is the life that Han Qi has always wanted, and the moment he finally achieves it, he feels a little sudden and ...... Dazed.

The inexplicable kind.

Maybe it's just an emotion of excitement? In the worldly world for nearly ten years, there has been a lot of impetuosity, and since it has escaped into the empty door, it should be abandoned one by one.

But the unsolved problem before was the passage between Uncle Taishi and himself in front of the temple.

At this time, he wanted to ask him for advice again, but he didn't see him during the whole ordination ceremony, not even when they were eating together. The Zen room belonging to the old monk of Dekong is empty, and he doesn't know where to go.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I just sat up and got out of bed after a while.

When I came to the meditation room of the old monk Dekong again, there was still no one.

Come to the rock that meditates during the day.

There is no wind at night and the moon is round.

Sit there and meditate to calm the restless mind.

Thinking about the previous conversation between Master Dekong Taishi and himself.

"I see. ”

Suddenly, Han Qi's eyes lit up, and he sighed and shook his head.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand why Han Qi's emotion is that false proposition.

What he wanted was not this kind of refuge, but under the approval of the uncle of Master Dekong, he would become a monk, and from then on he and Qingfan Temple would truly become a family.

He's an outcast, that's his inner demon.

He never had a sense of belonging, and he asked very simple questions to ordinary people, such as where your home was and who your parents were.

For him, it may be an answer that he will not get in a lifetime.

However, the only person he was closest to, Uncle Dekong Taishi, the only home he grew up in.

Qingfan Temple.

What he wants is a real integration, not this reluctant, formal integration.

Because he is different from other monks and brothers.

"You have a relationship with the Buddha...... But the fate is not here. ”

Suddenly, Han Qi's heart flashed out of nowhere. His forehead was sweating and his brow was furrowed, because then he found that he could not move.

"You have a relationship with the Buddha...... But the fate is not here. ”

"You have a relationship with the Buddha...... But the fate is not here. ”

Just such a sentence flashed and repeated in Heng Qi's heart over and over again. It's obviously silent, but Han Qi can't look at it if he wants to, he can't open his eyes if he wants to, and he can't move if he wants to.

Dizziness and tinnitus, sweat on the forehead, sweat in the ears, and even sweat on the cheeks, more and more, and the face is getting paler and paler.

Inexplicably, there was some panic, as if I was in a great crisis.

He didn't know what he could do, and obviously he couldn't do anything about the situation he was in at the moment. And even more so for how long.

Then perhaps there was one thing he could only do, and that was to recite the scriptures.

Meditation in your heart may at least calm you down.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. ”

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. ”

"There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and no old death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. With no gain, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no hindrances, no obstacles, no fears, is far away from upside-down dreams, and is nirvana.

"The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and it is true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth of the Buddha ”

It is his favorite Heart Sutra, which is different from others who are also familiar with memorization.

Only this scripture is the one he recognizes the most.

So subconsciously, if he wants to recite the Sutra, it must be this Heart Sutra with only a few hundred words.

It's just that the more he reads, the more he can't breathe, the more he reads, the more obscure he becomes, and just when he feels like he's about to suffocate, he just finishes reading.

Suddenly, all the symptoms disappeared.

Han Qi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it did.

But soon he will find out that this is not the end.

He felt that the reason why all the symptoms disappeared was not the disappearance of the symptoms, but the fact that he slowly withdrew from his body, and then he was swept into an inexplicable whirlpool and lost consciousness.

That's fine, at least, it's not so sad.

——

The next morning, Han Qi was found by the monks who had gotten up early in the monastery to practice at Shanshi, except for the string of prayer beads he carried with him, he was already sitting there cross-legged at this time, motionless and breathless.

In the words of Buddhism, it is......

Passed away.

In the words of the world......

Hung up.