Why fight the idea of a little monk with a Zen heart? Zhao Wuye was actually well thought out.

It is said that Zen Xin is a native of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, with a good family background, and later because his father was involved in corruption and was accused of raiding his home, his father was exiled to the northwest for 3,000 miles, and his mother died of illness. At that time, he wandered away without anyone to take care of him, and later came to Lingguang Temple and was taken in by Mibu. Being in the temple and his heart in the northwest, he always thinks about going to the northwest, but unfortunately the road is far away, and he doesn't dare to move forward.

After being with Zen for a long time, he knew what was on his mind, and the fifth master always expressed sympathy, and promised to take him to his father if he returned to the world in the future. For this, Zen is very grateful to Monk Daoning.

One day, Zhao Wuye deliberately said that the treasure, if he found the imperial treasure in the temple, he wanted everything, but he still didn't find anything in his words.

The fifth master reminded that he heard that the old abbot left a poem, from which clues can be found.

Are you sure? Brother, tell me, what is written in the poem?

Zhao Wuye sighed and said, how could I know? We are all little monks.

Who else in the temple knows?

Master Zhixin, I heard that he is the only one who has ever seen poetry.

Zen Xin's eyes flashed with an elusive look. He is small, but clever. Senior Brother Daoning's words set off huge waves in his heart. He had to find a way to get the content of the poem.

Master Zhixin has a hobby, so take advantage of no one else to have a drink. Just because I want to drink, I have to go out to get it. The dense management is relatively strict, and it is not easy for monks to enter and exit, even if they go out, they must be in pairs, supervise each other, and search their bodies when they come back.

Zhixin had no choice but to let Zen help him. Zen Xin cleans the toilet at first, and Zhixin claims to change his position, but he must do things for him, and Zen Xin agrees. After drying up the water, Zen can go to the temple every day to fetch water, and gradually get familiar with the village girl, as long as you make money, everything can be done.

The monks with old qualifications in the temple, in addition to the big monks, have the first number of wisdom and faith, and have some kung fu, so all the monks in the temple are more afraid of him, so they often send money and things to honor him. With money and goods, he asked Zen to drink alcohol.

In the dead of night, Zen has a harvest today, and I want to send wine over.

After the wine was delivered, Zen offered to take a few sips as well. Zhixin was stunned for a moment, perhaps thinking that this request was reasonable, so he agreed. The two of them will be in a better mood when they drink, Zen usually does not drink, and after one sip, his breathing will become heavier and his heartbeat will increase. Jishin laughed, very happy.

Zen Xin said that a few days ago, someone came to Venerable Jingcheng to inquire about the treasures bestowed by the Emperor. Zhixin was alert and hurriedly asked where he heard it, and Zen said that he heard it when he delivered water.

Alas, Zen mind, don't worry about it, treasures can't be found.

No, I heard that the dense collection left a posthumous poem, and there is a secret of the treasure in it.

Zhixin laughed and took a sip of the wine glass.

Nonsense, that's ordinary poetry, I've seen it all, but I don't know a few words, I don't remember it.

This made Zen very depressed, and after a long time, he forgot that Zhixin couldn't read a few words, let alone memorize a poem. He was disappointed and quickly got up and left.

To put it today, take a photo on your mobile phone, leave a poem, post it on the Internet, have a master apply for it every minute, explain a hundred times, and choose freely. Alas, now the road is apparently broken.

Zhao Wuye pondered, the great monk of Jingcheng would not tell, he couldn't find it, could it be just like that? No, there is a saying "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards tiger mountains", you have to touch the tiger's buttocks.

Lingguang is located in a remote area, but its reputation is not small, and there are more and more pilgrims, so there are many rituals in the temple. The important thing in the temple is the monks' Busa karma, confessional vows, protective precepts and recitations, as well as New Year's prayers, mountain gates to welcome spring, large lectures, three refuges and five precepts, spring sacrifices and autumn sacrifices, life and death of the Buddha and other rituals, pure sincerity must be personally experienced, his own time is not much, only the abbot's short practice time.

Pure sincerity is used to meditate before going to bed. Hold a scroll of scriptures, make a new pot of tea, meditate in silence, and let the brain out of the chaotic world. When he was in Lianzang Temple, he was able to stop his heart and watch the flowers bloom and fall. Not now, Zen, not lonely and silent; Zen, always eager to speak. He always asked himself, where is Zen? In the world of rise and fall, or in the unpredictable Buddhism.

Zen mind, does the teacher meditate and speak?

Zen scratched his head and thought hard. Every time he delivered tea, the master closed his eyes and practiced, and if there was no one around, he didn't seem to have heard him speak. Zen shook his head.

After you deliver tea tonight, listen carefully at the door, what did the master say?

Zen said yes. That night, he acted according to the instructions of the fifth master. Entering the abbot's room, serving tea, and exiting the door, Zen deliberately left a crack in the door so that he could hear the master speak. Suddenly, the master spoke.

Zen mind, close the door.

This sentence scared Zen Xin half to death, like this, the master knew without looking at it, it was too terrible, he hurriedly closed the door and ran away.

What can I do if my vigilance is so high? Zen didn't dare to eavesdrop.

Zhao Wuye was not discouraged and decided to go in person. He summoned the two brothers, Changjin and Xianming, and told them how to cooperate.

In the evening, Zen delivers water as usual. Just as he pushed the door in, Zhao Wuye jumped into the room with light skills and lurked behind the screen in the room.

The little monk of Zen Xin went out after serving tea, and deliberately pulled it again to tell the master that the door was closed.

There was no sound in the house except for the occasional sound of the candles burning. Zhao Wuye didn't dare to move at all, and even his breath could only pant lightly. It seemed that after a long time, Jingcheng suddenly sighed and spoke.

Come out!

Zhao Wuye was taken aback, could it be that Jingcheng knew that he was in the room? Alas, the mage has just got the insight. Since you have found out, tell him the truth, and if you want to kill him, you will follow him. He was just about to stand up, but Jingcheng spoke again.

Master, Master, if you don't come out, if you don't speak, Pure Sincerity won't be able to understand it anyway.

It turned out that he was talking to the deceased Master Mibu, so Zhao Wuye hid again and listened quietly.

"Yunxia Disillusionment Chongyang Nine", what kind of profundity is this, even the Zen heart of drawing water can be written; "The Emperor's Grace Treasure Ancient Temple", such a good thing, who in the temple does not know? "Silence the dust heart Buddha light see", escape into the Buddha's door, who is not like this? Alas, "the courtyard lonely tower meditation is revealed", we monks, why not the lonely lamp Zen shadow for the rest of our lives! Master, master, what do you want to tell the emperor? What do you want to show to the monks? If you are doing well, tell Jingcheng. Amitabha!

Jingcheng let out a long sigh and fell silent again.

When Zhao Wuye heard these poems, his first feeling was too ordinary, how could he have a deep meaning? No wonder Jingcheng couldn't extricate himself from it. Anyway, remember the poem and go.

Zhao Wuye took out a small pebble and threw it out of the window. Pebbles broke the window paper and flew out. The small voice had already alarmed Jingcheng, and he opened his eyes and looked out the window. At this moment, two loud noises came from the Jizo Hall next to it, and it seemed that the roof had been impacted.

Jingcheng hurriedly got up, walked out of the house, and went to the Jizo Hall to inspect, and at this time, people came running over one after another. It turned out that two stones had been smashed on the roof of the Jizo Temple.

Jingcheng saw Zhixin and Daoning running over, and hurriedly asked them to count the number of people and check if anyone was climbing the wall. Jingcheng checks the number of people, and Dorin checks the wall.

After arriving at the Spirit Tower, Daoning felt that something flashed in front of him, it was a figure, and he jumped up the tree quickly, and jumped from the tree to the outside of the wall.

Dorning was silent. Who could it be? It shouldn't be the two brothers Changjin and Xianming.