The moon and stars are scarce, and the small thatched hut at the foot of the yin side of the two Zen temples snores loudly, but it is a young woman who is not good-looking, so indecent, she has her hands and feet wide open, occupying most of the bed, a domineering turn, accidentally kicked the middle-aged bald monk next to him off the bed board, the poor monk sat on the ground in a daze for a while, got up and put on a plain white robe, walked out of the house, next door was separated by a wooden board out of two small rooms, the white-clothed monk tiptoed to the daughter's room, covered her with a blanket, this Nizi slept like her mother, restless. When I came to the apprentice's room again, I saw that this little fool had a good dream, and I guessed that he was dreaming of going crazy with things, and he just laughed. The shabby decoration of the narrow room is neat and clean, the shoes and socks of the two women in the family are always littered in the north and south, this stupid north and south are different, any items are always meticulous, and he gave lectures to the monks of the temple Huizi generation.

The white-clothed monk walked out of the hut alone, came to the Thousand Buddha Palace, the wall is painted with the King Kong Arhat boxing method, lifelike, the ground is uneven, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight footprints of small pits, it is rumored on the rivers and lakes that this is the most powerful one of the two Zen temples to subdue the demons, who can face the wall to watch the boxing, walk the right one hundred and eight steps, you can be firmly in the top three of the world's martial arts. The reason why this hall is called the Thousand Buddha Palace, is that the two Zen temples carve the Buddha here once a year, so far there are Buddha statues to break thousand, the white-clothed monks are both this generation of monument keepers, but also this generation of Thousand Buddha Hall statue monks. Standing at the door of the temple at a glance, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the ten directions are not the same, compared with the three-sided fist spectrum is more spectacular and magnificent, the first patriarch of the two Zen temples has left the Buddha's words, where to enter the main hall, where to see, hear and perceive the person will obtain the seed of Bodhi liberation.

Hang a couplet in the hall: from step by step to give birth to the lotus, it has been 3,000 years so far, reshape the hall for the Arhats. After going through eighty-one difficulties, I am willing to put twenty-eight products and Puji people to preach the Lotus flower.

It's just that since the white-clothed monk returned to Tai'an City from the extreme west and then returned to the two Zen temples, only carved an Arhat statue, that year, just brought the little monk Benbei back to the mountain.

The white-clothed monk looked up at the statue of a thousand Buddhas sprinkled with moonlight after opening the door, and sighed for a long time.

The little monk Wu Nanbei didn't know when he appeared behind the white-clothed monk, and said worriedly: "Master, tomorrow the master will go down the mountain again?"

The white-clothed monk said with a look of resignation: "Go, go, anyway, there are not a few copper coins left in the bowl." ”

Stupid Nanbei and the old-fashioned Hengqiu sighed: "After going down the mountain a few times, I will only pick the expensive ones with my sister at this time, what will I do in the future?"

"Why did you wake up?"

"I just dreamed that I was holding hands with something, but she knocked me on a chestnut and woke up, alas. Hey, Master, what are you doing beating me?"

"What else are you doing besides holding hands?"

"No, just hold hands, or what else can you do?"

"Really, no, the monks don't speak, so many Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the Thousand Buddha Hall are looking at you!"

"Well, in addition to holding hands, I also told things that I liked her......"

"No wonder they were beaten. ”

"Master, the old abbot said that you are the reincarnation of the third unsullied Arhat of the Arhat, and the Buddhist scriptures say that this Bodhisattva is not delusional and troubled, why are you always told by the master and things that you have a bitter gourd face?"

"The chief presiding officer also said that you are the Venerable Subhadra, the last disciple of the Buddha, and you received the Bodhisattva fruit after the Buddha entered the Nirvana, which sounds very powerful, why haven't you seen your wisdom and erudition without hindrance? Not to mention the temple and the mountain, let's just say that there are only four people in our thatched hut, who can you quarrel with?"

"Alas, the old abbot likes to say good things to everyone, and there is nothing to be happy about being praised. ”

"Master, why don't you teach me how to play chess?"

"Why do you want to learn chess?"

"I begged my sister to buy two boxes of chess pieces at the bottom of the mountain, but my mother didn't know how to play, and I couldn't say anything, so I could only play with me. ”

"My daughter is the smartest in the world, but this chess learning is really not so amazing, maybe you can't play you, and then the master's copper plate will be wasted again." ”

"It's okay, I'll let her go. ”

"Stupid! How many games can you make in handicap chess?"

"For a lifetime, anyway, when I cultivate the relics, it won't be a few decades. ”

"Well, Master hasn't touched the chess pieces for some years, you go and bring the chess box. ”

"Now, how dare I go to the east and west room, I must not be killed, and I dare not run, what if I run to the stele forest like before, and the things can't find me? ”

"Although thousands of people have gone to the Tao, I don't understand this truth? ”

"Master, isn't this a warning quote from the Confucian sages under the mountain?"

"Is that so?"

Alas, I used to hear the abbots of the temple say that you are very powerful at the ten-year Lotus Terrace, and even those Shilin Hongru and Taoist real people admire it, and it seems that you are also bragging. Master, did you give them copper plates in private?"

"Fart, isn't Master's private money all staring at by your master?"

"The clay pot under the stele of "Longmen Twenty Products" at the back of the house, didn't you just let me bury it two days ago?"

"Ha, north and south, the moonlight is good today. You wait here, Master goes get the chess box. ”

“......”

After a while, the white-clothed monk took two boxes of chess pieces and a rough chess pier made of something for the little monk to cut down the tree, the master and apprentice sat on the ground in the Thousand Buddha Palace, the white-clothed monk rolled his eyes at the chess pier that the chess line was crooked, and abandoned it, but carved out the seventeen vertical and horizontal roads on the floor with his fingers, the ground in the hall was carefully paved with stones of special materials, the world called it "King Kong mirror", there was a superior swordsman who cut down with a sharp sword and never cut out traces, so the one hundred and eight clear footprints were particularly obvious to enter and exit the Holy Spirit. The little monk Wu Nanbei was not surprised by the master's finger line, but said with a sad face: "Master, the chief host is fine, the other abbots will definitely tell me about the Dharma for a few days and nights." ”

The white-clothed monk said with an indifferent face: "Let them chatter." ”

The little monk said sadly: "But they are not happy to talk to you, Master, so they just find out and stop me!"

Chattering is the unique mantra of a strange family of four in this temple.

The white-clothed monk turned a deaf ear, glanced at the nineteen chess piers, sighed, thought for a moment, clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, it's a pity that there is no wine." Back then, Master and an old rascal of yours played two draws, fifteen and seventeen respectively, and he said angrily and ruthlessly that if it was nineteen, Master and I would not be his opponent. However, looking at the situation at the time, this hooligan was reluctant to be the first to propose a nineteen-way chessboard, stupid north and south, but who initiated the Dao?"

"It seems to be Xu Fengnian's second sister, called Xu Weixiong, this name is atmospheric. I've been envious for a long time, complaining that Master, you didn't care about choosing a name back then. Oh, in fact, I think the name of the thing is good, but I don't dare to say it to the thing. ”

"It's Xu Fengnian, this rabbit cub again! Master has to write down a few kitchen knives in the ledger when he goes back!"

"Master, you remember the knife every day now, Xu Fengnian really wants to come to the temple in the future, what should I do? Am I helping things or is it you, Master?"

"What do you say?"

"I'll help Master first, and then I'll help things then. ”

"Nanbei, Master really didn't see it before, you weren't stupid. ”

"Not really!"

"It's not stupid or stupid, when you don't be stupid one day, things really don't like you. ”

"Master, don't scare me, I won't be able to sleep at night! I won't have the energy to cook for you tomorrow. ”

In that case, you will assume that Master did not say this. ”

"Master, I don't want to learn chess anymore, I want to go outside the east and west rooms to recite scriptures. ”

"Stupid Nanbei, the master told you that it is useless to chant the scriptures, the scriptures and the thousand Buddhas in the Thousand Buddha Hall are dead things, if you can recite the relics just by reciting the scriptures, the master would have burned tens of thousands of them a long time ago. Don't talk about this, teach you to play chess. ”

The white-clothed monk just roughly said the rules of Go, and in the first game, the six sons, the master and the apprentice, were all like flying children, and the stupid little Nanbei naturally lost. In the second game, let the five sons, and the little monk still lost. In the third game, let the four sons, and the little monk lost three in a row.

The white-clothed monk frowned and said, "North and South, this is not good, how can you give chess to things tomorrow, and let her not see that you are making chess?"

Once he did things seriously, the little monk with a solemn face nodded and said, "Master, I'll play chess more attentively." ”

In the fourth game, only let the three sons, according to common sense, the white-clothed monk let the fewer sons, and did not deliberately let the water let the chess, naturally the little monk's chess game is getting more and more ugly, but in fact, in four games, the situation of the little monk is gradually improving.

In the fifth game, the white-clothed monk looked at the sky and said, "If you don't give up this game, if you can hold up to one hundred and sixty hands, even if you win, you can go to play chess with things tomorrow." ”

Stupid Nanbei nodded vigorously, just about to go first, and accidentally saw an ant scurrying around in the robe, the little monk smiled and gently stretched out two fingers that were still holding the chess pieces, so that the little ant climbed into his hand, and then put it on the ground, and waited for it to go away, which then fell crisply on the diamond mirror.

In this game, after all, the little monk held up to more than 170 hands.

The white-clothed monk didn't go down again, and said with a smile: "Are you asleep now?"

The little monk touched his bald head and said happily: "Okay!"

The white-clothed monk waved his hand and said, "Go, the chess boxes are all left." ”

The little monk sighed, got up and left the Thousand Buddha Hall.

The white-clothed monk sitting cross-legged waited for his apprentice to go away, and then returned to the hut, and then held his cheek in one hand and stared at the chess game obliquely.

The white-clothed monk stretched his waist and said softly, "Cao Changqing, you are still so patient." No wonder he is called Cao Guanzi. ”

Except for his words, the hall was still silent.

The white-clothed monk stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and more than a dozen white chess pieces on the ground suddenly hung in the air, and with a slight flick, the chess pieces shot to one side like a shower.

Later, an elegant man dressed in a scribe's green shirt appeared in the hall leisurely, holding the sixteen chess pieces in his hand, a chess piece popped out of each line and step, and there was no trace of the chess pieces in the air, in the blink of an eye, the white-clothed monk robes were stuck with fifteen, this unscrupulous monk who drank wine and ate meat and married his daughter-in-law and gave birth to a daughter did not move, but the thousand Buddha sculptures in the main hall shook together, as if they had suffered the invasion of the heavenly demon barrier, especially several statues of the King Kong Bodhisattva Arhat, which were particularly terrifying when swinging back and forth, presumably fifteen chess pieces hit the robe of the white-clothed monk, and each chess piece brought a violent stirring of qi machine ripples, which attracted such a vision。

The handsome and extraordinary middle-aged scribe only had the last chess piece left in his hand, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, no one in the world can break your Vajra Realm." ”

Seeing how the white-clothed monk moved, the fifteen white sons fell to the ground from their robes, and then were endowed with spirituality and quickly rolled back to their original position on the diamond mirror.

The white-clothed monk said flatly: "Cao Guanzi's fifteen fingers are just Xuan, why don't you take out the celestial realm and try it?"

The slender scribe smiled, gently threw the chess pieces in his hand to the ground, jumped forward a few times, and obediently returned to his original position like the fifteenth son, shook his head and said: "Don't try, the first person in Beimang, who was known as the first person to fight with Qi Xuanjiao, came south, and when he arrived at the Liangzen Temple, he couldn't hurt you in the slightest, but you stepped on one hundred and eight vajra seals in a rage on this ground." But I'm very strange, you fight with people is a draw, why do you still like to play chess? Huang Longshi first played a game against you with the lives of more than 300 monks, one person was a son, and forty-three people died in this game, but fortunately you were drawn. Later, after the end of the Spring and Autumn War, Huang Longshi forced you to play again, but it was to use hundreds of Buddhist temples in the hundred counties of the world as chess pieces, lose one and destroy one, win one and let the Liyang Dynasty build one more, why are you still a draw? After I watched the chess score, you did not win much in the first game, and you were expected to win the second game against Huang Longshi. ”

The white-clothed monk looked up at the world-famous Cao Guanzi, similar to himself, this guy also personally played chess with Huang Longshi, it is said that the two of them are almost at the stage of officials, Cao Guanzi is of course more than a chip and a half stronger than those palace royal players, but in the face of such immortal figures in the eyes of the world, the white-clothed monk is still Gujing Bubo, and said flatly: "If I say that I am in a hurry to go home and cook for my daughter-in-law, do you believe it or not?"

When Cao Guanzi heard this rare joke in the world, he didn't laugh much, and sighed and regretted: "Now that I even have a daughter, I don't have the patience to accompany me to the end, it seems that I don't have a chance to play chess with you." ”

The white-clothed monk sneered: "Whoever is willing to play chess with you can play a game of chess for several months or years." ”

Cao Guanzi, whose real name is Cao Changqing, who has long been unknown, sat opposite the white-clothed monk, glanced at the chess game that he was already familiar with, and said with a smile: "You apprentice, you are really powerful. It is worthy of being regarded by Buddhism as the hope of the great calamity of the end of the Dharma. ”

The white-clothed monk said calmly: "Cao Changqing, my temper is actually not as good as you think. ”

"You want to play chess with me, and I don't want to fight with you. Oh, the good wine I found for you in the palace. ”

Cao Guanzi took off the wine jug at his waist and threw it to the white-clothed monk. Then he twisted a white seed in his left hand and dropped it gently, as if he knew that the white-clothed monk would not play against him, and with his right hand, he picked up the black seed and fell to the ground, forming a scene of self-amusement, and said: "Don't worry, I would rather compete with Deng Tai'a's peach blossom branch than have anything to do with you, the world only knows that you King Kong is undefeated, but I know that you King Kong is angry and fearful." ”

The white-clothed monk took a sip of wine, frowned and asked, "Then the Korean cat didn't leave you?"

Cao Guanzi played chess on the left and right, shook his head and said, "I happened to not run into this trip." ”

The white-clothed monk wiped his mouth and asked, "You, a down-and-out Xichu scholar, are still thinking about finding that little princess with good luck and returning to the country?"

Cao Guanzi looked lonely and said, "Why don't you want to." It is said that she was martyred with His Majesty the Emperor, but I never believe that the little princess will die. The dragon qi of Xichu was still there, and Qin Tianjian didn't dare to admit it. ”

The white-clothed monk raised his head and took a sip of wine, "Cao Changqing, are you here for my new calendar?" The Liyang Dynasty followed the old calendar, which was originally carried by Fengtian, but after the annexation of the Eight Kingdoms, it was obviously out of place, Qin Tianjian was busy with this, and I was intermittent and not in a hurry. Do you want to do something to save a glimmer of life for your little princess who has died in the country?"

Cao Guanzi stood up suddenly, slammed to the end, and refused to straighten his waist for a long time.

The white-clothed monk sighed and said, "Cao Changqing, do you really not know that Lu Dao is a deed to usurp his life?

This Cao Guanzi, who has almost won the top spot in the rivers and lakes in the past 20 years, and is arrogant and does not lose to anyone, still has no straight waist.

The white-clothed monk hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't help, but the general trend, the old Xichu can't succeed at all, what can I do with the old lady Sun Xijili? Is it true that everyone in the world is a fool waiting to be killed? Xu Xiao Gu Jiantang is not dead, the six major vassal kings are not dead, and now plus Zhang Julu, and the one in the palace, Cao Changqing, Cao Changqing, the sage only said that he would turn the tide and fall immediately, but the turmoil has passed, the overall situation has been decided, what can you do? Don't say that it is you, even Qi Xuanjiao and other immortals are useless!"

Cao Guanzi straightened up, stunned and speechless, with a desolate expression.

Outside the Thousand Buddha Hall, lightning flashed and thundered, and soon it rained heavily.

The white-clothed monk looked down at the white son under Cao Guanzi instead of his apprentice, and resolutely ignored it, where is Cao Guanzi's waterless official? For a while, he was a little concerned, and sighed, "That's it, this pot of wine is good wine, I can only guarantee that this little princess of Xichu will not die, and the rest, I can't help, if you get another inch, I will go down the mountain to the palace at most to ask for a pot of wine to return you." ”

Cao Guanzi made another move, turned around freely, and walked into the heavy rain.

This is exactly what thousands of people have been doing.

The pride of Confucianism endures.

Even though the white-clothed monk was in the Buddha's door, he was still a little sentimental.

The little monk who was just about to fall asleep and was awakened by the thunder hurriedly ran over with an oil-paper umbrella, saw that there was an extra pot of wine in the master's hand, and then thought of the middle-aged scholar who walked out of the Thousand Buddha Hall just now, and asked in wonder: "Master, this wine was given to you by the gentleman who reads?"

The white-robed monk nodded.

Ben Nanbei put away the umbrella and grinned: "I took a handful, and I borrowed one from him when I met this gentleman just now." ”

The white-clothed monk glared and said, "What are you borrowing him for? I can only pay you back in the Year of the Ox! An umbrella can be better than a copper plate!"

The little monk was puzzled: "What should I do then? I preach in the temple, and the chief presiding officer will not give me copper coins." Tomorrow, if you ask about things with Shiniang, it will be bad. ”

The white-clothed monk said helplessly: "Forget it, just say that I bought wine." ”

The little monk shouted gratefully, "Master!"

The white-clothed monk said with white eyes: "Master is going to the temple to hide from the scripture pavilion, hide from your master, you can sleep." ”

The little monk said worriedly: "Master, why don't I tell the truth to my master?"

The white-clothed monk stood up and knocked a chestnut on the stupid apprentice's head, "Stupid!"

The little monk smiled brightly.

The white-clothed monk earnestly taught: "North and South, if your master is angry tomorrow, the most you can do is to eat less and work more, but your master is in a bad mood, and she doesn't always like to go down the mountain to buy some clothes that you can't wear a few times a year, which is all Master's hard-earned money." ”

The little monk suddenly realized.

The white-clothed monk smiled and said, "Go, go to sleep." ”

The little monk snorted and said, "Things are afraid of thunder, so I'll go outside the door to read the scriptures to her." ”

The white-clothed monk touched his bald head, this apprentice.

Standing at the door of the Thousand Buddha Palace, seeing the stupid north and south running in the mud and not caring about the rain, the white-clothed monk murmured: "Stupid north and south, you have a Zen, and you can live up to it." "My QT room is open!Beacon Opera Princes Official QT Room No. [1655]