The baby said humorously: "It's all Bodhi trees, whether it's Indonica or Dongtu mud." ”

Fakong proudly said: "Hmph, you don't know!" ”

Ying Xing arched his hand, "Please teach Senior Brother Fakong!" ”

Fakong said proudly: "To say that our Dharma Temple is not only the first temple in Lingnan, but also famous in the world. As early as the Three Kingdoms period, it was set up as a temple here, named Wangyuan Temple. Most of the monks who sailed from India, or the Chinese monks who came to India by sea to seek the Dharma, settled here. Many years ago, an Indian monk named Qiunabhadra Fei Xi came to Guangzhou and built this ordination altar in the temple. He prophesied that in 250 years, a bodhisattva in the flesh would be ordained here. And this Bodhi tree is a sapling brought by another eminent monk and wisdom medicine master from India and planted with us. ”

Ying Xing pointed to the stone tablet on the side: "When the master of wisdom medicine planted the Bodhi tree, did he erect this stone tablet?" ”

Fakong nodded.

Ying Xing said: "If you look closely, he predicted in the inscription that after 170 years, there will be a bodhisattva in the flesh under this Bodhi tree to open the Pudu and promote the supreme Dharma. If you look at the period when the monument was erected, and carefully calculate, this year is the moment when the living bodhisattvas predicted by the two masters appeared......"

Ying Xing suddenly stopped talking, his eyes fixed on something.

Fakong followed his gaze, only to see Huineng calmly enter the Faxu Temple, and seemed to smile mysteriously at the infant Xing.

The soul of the infant seemed to be taken away by Huineng's demeanor, demented, stupid, until Huineng's back disappeared, he was still in a daze.

The ordination altar built 250 years ago is still solemn, and the 170-year-old Bodhi tree is lush with leafy branches, green shade, and towering to the sky. Are they also looking forward to the arrival of the bodhisattvas in the flesh? Fakong poked the infant and said, "Infant Xing, why are you in a daze?" Master Yin Zong is going to talk about the Nirvana Sutra today, let's go and listen to it! ”

The Dharma Temple has a red wall and yellow tiles, tall and solemn. The eaves raised in the air look particularly light and elegant. On the high flagpole outside the main hall, the five-colored flags flutter in the wind, decorating the clear blue sky with extraordinary vividness.

When Ying Xing and Fakong arrived at the main hall, some monks and lay people had already arrived, and they were sitting quietly on the futon waiting for Master Yinzong to give a lecture. As if he had received some revelation in the dark, Xiao Yingxing subconsciously looked towards the southeast corner of the main hall, where the male monks should be.

Sure enough, in the most inconspicuous corner, he saw that ordinary but very mysterious character - Huineng.

Ying Xing and Fakong sat in the last row of the monks because they were the last to become monks.

Master Yin Zong sat on the altar and closed his eyes in meditation. At this time, there was silence in the hall, as if a needle fell on the ground, and the sound could be heard clearly. Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside, and the flags in front of the main hall shook violently, and hunting sounded. Naturally, people's eyes chase the sound and look out.

Outside the main hall, the colorful flags are blowing in the wind, waving and dancing freely, which is very beautiful. The blue sky, alive with its brilliant colors; The ancient temple is full of interest because of its graceful fluttering.

Many people were moved by this scene, and they suddenly felt a lot of emotion. The young Fakong was probably overly intoxicated, and unconsciously, he muttered to himself: "The spring breeze blows the flags, and the red orange dyes the sunny sky......"

An elderly monk unceremoniously interrupted his deep groan and scolded: "Young people, their hearts change with the situation all day long, and they only know how to chant poems, but they don't know anything about Zen machines. What the wind blows, it should be said that the flags themselves are moving. ”

Fakong gasped, his face dazed: "You mean, the banner itself is moving?" ”

"Of course. Because the flag is hung high, there is the possibility of fluttering. Therefore, Buddhists should not be fascinated by colors and superficial phenomena. You know, it's not the wind, it's the flag. Because the movement is on the flag, not on the wind. ”

The young Fakong felt that the old monk was unreasonable, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute it for a while, and his face was flushed and he didn't say why. Ying Xing hugged the senior brother upright, stood up and walked to the old monk, and shook his hand in front of his eyes. The old monk blinked.

Ying Xing seemed surprised: "Oh, you are not blind! ”

The old monk looked angry: "Nonsense, my eyes are good, when are you blind?" ”

"Then how do you talk nonsense with your eyes open? Say what the movement is not in the wind! May I ask the old mage, what is mobility? ”

The old monk said, "Mobility is the possibility of being able to move." There are some things in this movement, and some things don't. The flag is hung on the flagpole and has the possibility of moving, so it is the flag moving rather than the wind. ”

The old monk staggered and almost fell, looking very embarrassed, making everyone in the hall laugh.

The old monk couldn't help but scold: "You little bastard......"

The infant stood in front of him with his waist crossed, pretending to be an adult, and scolded: "The Buddha said, don't be evil!" A thought of anger arises, and the fire burns the meritorious forest. You've been practicing for so many years, and you don't even know this? How can you open your mouth to curse! Well? "The baby is serious, pretending to teach the old monk a lesson.

The old monk suffered a loss, but he lost reason, and he was so angry that he smoked, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to aggravate his tone and say: "You little novice, you dare to push the old man, what is the reason? ”

The baby smiled and said, "I want to test you, whether you have any movement or not." ”

The old monk said, "People, of course, have mobility. You see, when a man walks, the ground under his feet does not move, but it is the man who moves. ”

Ying Xing pointed to his forehead and said, "So, you were moving by yourself just now, not me pushing you, why are you scolding me?" ”

The old monk was speechless, and walked away a little stupidly-for fear that the infant who didn't know the depth would be caught off guard again, and let him "move by himself" again.

Infant Xing became more and more carried away: "Nothing to say, right?" If there is no wind, how can the flag flutter on its own? ”

Fakong seemed to be inspired by the baby's journey, and turned his head to look out. At this time, the wind just stopped, and the flags fluttering in the sky hung silently, motionless.

Fakong said to the old monk, "Don't move, don't move!" Look, all of you, the flags are really motionless! Because there's no wind right now! If there is wind, it moves, and when there is no wind, it stops. It can be seen that I am right, it is the wind that blows. ”

The old monk casually looked at the dead snake-like banner on the high flagpole, and said unhurriedly: "According to what you say, the movement is in the wind and not in the flag?" ”

The infant said, "Of course, haven't you seen it yourself!" ”

The old monk asked, "According to what you say, the movement should be in the wind?" ”

The baby line took the lead and hurriedly said, "Of course." ”

The old monk Chengzhu was in his chest: "Okay, let me ask you, did the gust of wind just now also blow Baiyun Mountain?" ”

Baiyun Mountain is a beautiful mountain outside the city of Guangzhou. At the Dharma Temple, you can see its peaks and peaks reaching into the sky.

Ying Xing said: "Baiyun Mountain is not far from here, and the wind that blows the banner should also be able to blow it." ”

The old monk's aggressive gaze was firmly fixed on Ying Xing and Fakong, and said, "So, did Baiyun Mountain also sway like a banner just now?" Say, but you say! Can the wind blow Baiyun Mountain? ”

Fakong was speechless, and Ying Xing also opened his mouth and stammered: "This ...... This ......"

The old monk stared at him tightly and asked, "What is this, you answer me, the wind blows the green mountains, is the green mountains shaking?" ”

The baby was helpless, so he had to answer in a whisper, "Don't move." The wind can't blow the mountains. The old monk smiled triumphantly, "Isn't this enough!" Because the mountains do not move, but the flags do, so the wind blows the flags but does not blow the mountains. It can be seen that the movement is not in the wind. ”

Ying Xing obviously felt that the old monk's theory was plausible, but he couldn't speak, and he couldn't say it clearly, so he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks......