Chapter 675: No Return to the Master
The name of Master of No Return, Lu Hanjiang first heard it when he first joined Jinyiwei, this person is a world-famous monk in the world, not only in the rivers and lakes, but even many big figures in the DPRK and China have heard of this person's name.
The age of the master should be similar to that of the abbot of North Shaolin, when Lu Hanjiang was not born, this person traveled in the rivers and lakes, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue in various states in the world, and was respected by the world as a living Buddha, almost a Buddhist monk benchmark figure.
But the master does not belong to any party, since his debut, he is a lone monk, does not stay in a certain place, does not have deep friendships with anyone, and does not mix with anything on the rivers and lakes.
This is also the reason why Jinyiwei has never taken care of him, there are countless strange people in the world, as long as it is not a bastard who shouts chivalry and righteousness every day and then violates the ban with martial arts, the court generally does not care.
Jin Yiwei's energy is not unlimited, and he is already annoyed to deal with this group of weed-like Jianghu people, why bother to provoke so many bad things for himself.
However, judging from the current situation, this time it was Jinyiwei who looked away, and the master who did not return is probably not a lone monk who is peaceful, and the hidden power behind this monk is also very amazing.
It's just that soon Lu Hanjiang is no longer entangled, because it is not only his Jinyi Wei who has seen his eyes, but even the entire rivers and lakes have been deceived by this old monk.
To this day, people all over the world still think that this monk is an ascetic monk who has devoted himself to practice, and people have to admire the power of this old monk.
Thinking back to reality, Lu Hanjiang, under the leadership of Monk Lingjing, came to a grass house in the back mountain.
"Master Non-Return came here a few months ago to wait, donor, please." Monk Lingjing stopped in front of the grass house, and then made a gesture of invitation to Lu Hanjiang.
Lu Hanjiang did not rush into it, he first looked at the residence of the Master of No Return, which was next to a waterhole, and the water source came from the clear spring flowing from the top of the mountain behind, forming a waterfall here.
The water reflects the spiritual realm, washing the dust heart, at first glance it is indeed a place with a very high artistic conception, I am afraid that this is also one of the treasures of North Shaolin's own family, they are willing to lend this place to the master who does not return to live, and it can be seen that the reputation of this master is indeed amazingly high.
It's just that after Lu Hanjiang approached the grass house and closed his eyes for a while, he couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face, he looked back at Lingjing and asked, "Master Lingjing, I don't know who came up with the idea to let Master Wugui live here?" ”
Monk Lingjing looked at Lu Hanjiang strangely, and said: "Why does the donor have this question, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is a rare feng shui treasure in the world, is there anything wrong with arranging it here that does not belong to the master?" ”
Lu Hanjiang said meaningfully: "That's true, there are mountains and rivers, it's a good place." ”
After saying that, he laughed, stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door of the grass house, and stepped into it, leaving the Lingjing monk in place, confused.
Shang Luo, who was following behind, pursed her lips and did not follow Lu Hanjiang into the house, she was not interested in what did not return to the master, instead of going in and listening to the two people talk about riddles, it was better to take a good tour of this Northern Shaolin.
So Shang Luo pulled Yongle and left, the little princess was still a little puzzled at this time, she followed Shang Luo, and asked as she walked: "Ah Luo, what does the husband mean, the sage said that the wise man is happy with water, and the benevolent man is from the mountain, the scenery of this place is excellent, what's wrong?" ”
Shang Luo turned his head and pointed to the waterfall behind the pool, and said slowly, "This is also called excellent?" Normal people living here will definitely be noisy by the sound of breaking water and can't sleep, I think maybe it's a careful deliberate person to live here, and the original meaning is to drive people away quickly. ”
Yongle was dumbfounded, she looked back, and sure enough, the sound of the waterfall seemed to have a kind of natural wonderfulness at first glance, but when she thought about it, such a place was really not suitable for living.
Seeing Yongle's abrupt expression, Shang Luo smiled and dragged the other party away.
And the Lingjing monk not far behind them was in disbelief at the moment, he was the cautious guy in Shang Luo's mouth.
But heaven and earth can be learned, Lingjing definitely does not want to drive away the master who does not return, he really thinks that the scenery here is unique, and it is a good place for Feng Shui to participate in Zen and discuss the Tao.
But after listening to Shang Luo's words at this time, he also closed his eyes and felt it, and found that he didn't want to say anything about Zen meditation, the sound of the water made his scalp numb, and he couldn't calm down at all.
Not to mention how self-blaming and embarrassing the Lingjing monk would be outside, Lu Hanjiang entered the grass house and finally met the rumored master of no return.
I saw that this old monk had a long beard, peaceful eyebrows and eyes, a kind face, sitting on the futon almost like a Buddha statue, slightly black skin, thin body, at first glance like an ordinary old man, the only thing that is praised, only the old but not muddy eyes.
The old monk's coarse cloth robe has been washed and white, a worn-out bamboo cane that can be seen everywhere in his hand, and a pair of simply woven straw sandals under his feet, this is the whole net worth of the master who does not return.
After Lu Hanjiang came in, he looked down at him quietly, and only after a while did he speak: "Don't return to the master, you have admired the name for a long time, and you haven't brought a gift for the first time, you shouldn't be surprised." ”
"Amitabha."
Master Bugui got up from the futon, his shriveled body was even thinner than expected, and he couldn't reach Lu Hanjiang's shoulders when he straightened up.
I saw him raise his head and said slowly: "The donor has come from afar, and this sincerity is the best gift, and the old man has thanked him." ”
Lu Hanjiang asked with a smile: "Since Master Bugui is already willing to come out to meet, why bother to put this self-deceptive words on his lips again, just a little monk said that the Buddha is everywhere, could it be that even people like the master can see the Buddha?" ”
"How not?"
Master Non-Return raised his left hand slightly, Lu Hanjiang noticed that there seemed to be something in the other party's sleeve robe, he squinted his eyes at the cuff, and after a while, a scorpion with a blue and black body crawled out of it.
"What is this?" Lu Hanjiang asked with great interest, he had known the poisonous insects of the world according to the illustrated books, but he had never seen such a kind of scorpion.
The scorpion let out a hoarse cry of "hiss", climbed up the other party's shoulder along the arm of the non-returning master, and aimed the tail of the length of the index finger at Lu Hanjiang, as if on guard.
Master Bugui raised his hand and touched the scorpion, and said: "This scorpion is the most poisonous thing in the world, just a drop of scorpion venom can kill hundreds of people in Huangquan, but the old man kept it by his side, and he has never harmed anyone in his life." ”
"Oh, so what?" Lu Hanjiang's gaze moved away from the scorpion and fell back on the Master of No Return.
Master Bugui replied: "It is this natural poison, as long as it has not hurt people, why not call it good, since the old man stepped into the Central Plains rivers and lakes, he has never killed a person in half his life, he has never assassinated a person in half his life, and everything he has done is a great virtue and great goodness, so why can't he see the true Buddha?" ”