Zhang Shaofei said: "The subtlety of Buddhism is not in words. ”

Liu Xiubin and his aunt looked at Zhang Shaofei as if they didn't know him.

And Zhang Shaofei sniffed inexplicably, and while looking around, he said: "I smell the fragrance of flowers, ah, where does this fragrance of flowers come from?" ”

This Zhang Shaofei is not only an "illiterate", but also really like a blind man, even turning a blind eye to the endless cluster of mountain flowers hidden in front of the Buddhist shrine.

Pointing to the vase on the offering table, Hentai said, "Poor nuns pick wild flowers every morning to offer to the Buddha. The faint fragrance in the room is emitted by the cluster of splendid mountain flowers in front of the Buddha shrine. ”

Zhang Shaofei didn't speak, just tilted his ears, as if listening to something...... Suddenly, he asked, "Where does anyone play the piano?" ”

When Liu Xiubin heard Zhang Shaofei ask this, he was really a little crying and laughing, and explained breathlessly: "The reason why this temple is called Shanjian Temple is because there is a mountain stream nearby, and the water is dingdong, like the sound of a piano. You see, it's over there. Liu Xiubin's hand pointed to the outside of the temple.

Zhang Shaofei's gaze did not follow the direction of Liu Xiubin's fingers, but looked at his fingers seriously.

Liu Xiubin was angry and funny, and said: "Brother Xian, you were originally a very shrewd person, what happened today?" What do you see my fingers for? Fingers are neither streams nor can they make sounds! ”

At this time, Zhang Shaofei laughed and said, "You see, the true meaning of Buddhism is like a wonderful fragrance of flowers, and it is also like a beautiful flowing water; And the words are like the fingers you show me. Your fingers can point out the fragrance of flowers and flowing water, but your fingers themselves are not fragrant mountain flowers or beautiful streams. Moreover, looking at beautiful flowers and listening to the flowing water of mountain streams does not necessarily have to be through your fingers. ”

Finally, Zhang Shaofei nodded and said: "The wonderful principles of the Buddhas are not about words. So, don't get attached to the scriptures. ”

Endless Zang listened to Zhang Shaofei's wake-up witty words, like an enlightenment, and realized: "Oh my God, you are simply a bodhisattva in the flesh!" Amitabha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, how can he be poor, he has to meet a living Bodhisattva! ”

Endless Zang stood up, tidied up his robe, unfolded his worship gear, and bowed to Zhang Shaofei's five bodies......

Zhang Shaofei is a person at home, and he refuses to accept the worship of the endless Tibetan nun no matter what. But she was a bhikshuni, and she was a man herself, and she couldn't support her with her hands, so she quickly knelt down first.

……

During that period, Zhang Shaofei and Liu Xiubin participated in labor together during the day, and went to listen to the endless Tibetan chanting at night. After listening to the scriptures, he turned against the guest and explained the scriptures to the endless Tibetan nuns.

Although Zhang Shaofei has never been in contact with the "Nirvana Sutra", since he heard Zhang Daocheng recite the "Diamond Sutra", his heart has been enlightened, and he has deeply obtained the samadhi of "should have no place to live and give birth to his heart", so he can understand everything and understand a thousand things.

Endless Zang even had a premonition that Zhang Shaofei was a strange person, so he told the virtuous and famous elders in the village about it, saying: "Zhang Shaofei is an enlightened and enlightened person, and he should be invited to make a good offering." ”

Soon, Liu Zhiyun, the great-great-grandson of the Lord of Shu, and nearby lay people rushed to pay their respects and worship. Because Zhang Shaofei has not yet left home, people call him "Zhang Xingzhi".

When the elders in the township heard about this, they rushed to salute, and after talking to Zhang Shaofei and listening to him talk about the scriptures, they couldn't help but praise: "This Zhang Xingshi has such a brilliant opinion, and he has reached the realization of heavenly wisdom. It's not beyond the reach of ordinary people, I'm afraid it's a great Bodhisattva who is coming, and he can really go to Huiguang Temple to become a master. ”

Therefore, the believers of Liu Xuancun invited Zhang Shaofei to live in the famous local Huiguang Ancient Temple at the suggestion of the endless Tibetan nun.

Zhang Shaofei lived in Huiguang Temple for a short time, and felt that it was difficult to become a great weapon without a famous teacher, and he could not forget his original intention of vowing to seek a teacher, and planned to go to Huangmei to pay homage to the five ancestors.

On the day of leaving, Liu Xiubin held a grand send-off banquet for Zhang Shaofei and invited all the villagers in the village.

Zhang Shaofei said goodbye to the people in the village who came to the banquet one by one at the banquet.

In the evening, he and his brother-in-law Liu Xiubin had a long talk in the guest room late at night.

The moonlight from the west slanted through the room, and the water floated on the ground as clear as the waves. Outside the window, the branches of the trees swayed, and the moonlight was scattered like broken silver, and it seemed that it could be heard sliding down and clanging.

Zhang Shaofei quietly packed his bags. He slung his bag to his shoulder, gently opened the door, and listened attentively, the courtyard was silent, only the crickets sang the brightness of the bright moon.

Zhang Shaofei walked across the courtyard, gently opened the gate, and just stepped out with one foot, a faint sad singing voice came from the direction of Xiuxi's boudoir:

Jiangbei Yue, like a mirror, is also like a hook, like a mirror is not on the red pink face, such as a hook does not show the green silk and shy, empty self-shine eastward.

……

Zhang Shaofei glanced back helplessly and walked out of the gate of Liu's house.

He walked out of the village, his singing voice still faint. It is like a moonlight elf, floating down from the depths of the ethereal universe, echoing in people's hearts, wandering between heaven and earth, a little light, a little wonderful, a little sad, a little foggy.

He coughed lightly and chanted:

The heart is intentional and planted, and the rain urges peanuts.

Self-realization and seed, Bodhi fruit self-contained.

Zhang Shaofei said goodbye to Liu Xiubin and other villagers and continued to head north.