Wuxu and the others were originally in the territory of Hangzhou, and they flew no more than half a pillar of incense, and they were already outside the east gate of Hangzhou. Wuxu still lost his breath with Yaoshan, Zhang Cuilu and others, and when she looked back at Pan Ruoxue, she was not in a hurry, and turned into an old woman in a black shirt, obviously from time to time. Everyone laughed, and then walked towards the city in a group.

As soon as I entered the city, I saw a clear scene, the street was prosperous, and everyone looked calm, smiling, and respectful. Although there were soldiers patrolling back and forth, they did not commit any crimes, and passers-by did not avoid them, as if they were unsightly. The only drawback is that there are many people meditating cross-legged in the streets and alleys, some of them have words in their mouths, some of them have their eyes closed, and they are motionless like clay sculptures, and the only thing they have in common is that there is an identical empty wooden bowl in front of them.

Wuxu observed while walking, but he didn't find that there was a person who gave one or two, and he couldn't help but secretly call it strange. When he arrived at a teahouse, Wuxu asked the guys, only to know that these people who meditated cross-legged were all Buddhist cultivators, and the government was responsible for providing food, but these people strictly abstained from eating at noon.

"It's really strange, I think when we were on the Lotus Law Peak, there were no such rules. Jiang Dingchun said dryly.

"People are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat, how can you have the strength to recite scriptures and practice Buddhism?" He Xiaohua also said with a smile.

The guy standing on the side was startled, and hurriedly said to Jiang Dingchun and He Xiaohua, "Two guest officers, the capital of the Buddha Kingdom, don't talk nonsense." ”

Jiang Dingchun and He Xiaohua couldn't imagine such a big reaction from this guy, and they couldn't help but look towards Wuxu. Wuxu smiled at the guy disapprerovingly, "It's okay, we are from the Buddhist sect." ”

The guy, hearing Wuxu say this, looked at everyone again, and then quieted down, but in a blink of an eye, he frowned again, and said in embarrassment, "Since you are from the Buddhist sect, the small shop will not dare to serve you food, otherwise it will be a sin to break the precept of not eating at noon and delay your practice, and the government will investigate it, but we can't afford it." The surroundings also quieted down, and everyone in the teahouse looked towards Wuxu and the others. Looking at that look, it seems that this guy is right.

After a while, Wuxu and the others were gifted out by the teahouse guys. Wuxu stood on the street, looked at everyone face to face, and suddenly smiled dumbly, "If you don't eat at noon, you won't eat at noon." He laughed, waved, and floated away with everyone.

Although Wuxu and the others can find another teahouse and restaurant without revealing their identity, they must be able to have a beautiful meal, but how can a monk make a fuss about this and deliberately conceal that he is a disciple of Buddhism?

After strolling around on an empty stomach for a while, everyone came to a very congested place. Hundreds of people, while guarding the order, couldn't bear to squeeze forward, blocking the front of the water, Wuxu and the others had to stop and stand. But a little farther away, a brothel-like building is the center of the congestion. It's just that the old plaque has been changed to be called Tzu Chi Temple. There is no song and dance of the warbler, and the incense of the furnace lingers in the air with the sound of chanting. Wuxu Shen Zhi probed, and several monks, at the door, were distributing the spirit talisman to ward off illness and evil spirits.

Someone happily squeezed out with the spirit rune, Wu Xuan gently pulled it, and quietly asked, "Is the spirit rune spiritual?" The man glared at Wu Xu, and said loudly, "Why is it not spiritual?"

"It's good, it's good. Goku smiled and let go of his hand.

This movement not only attracted the sideways glances of the people around, but also the soldiers who maintained order a little farther away. They walked slowly.

"It's just a few seasonal herbs inside, and the outside is wrapped in coarse paper with mantra charms, what's the big deal. Then He Xiaohua, as if she wanted to cause trouble, said in a low voice.

Wuxu sighed secretly and raised his voice solemnly, "Amitabha! The so-called seasonal herbs, the so-called mantras, are all medicines to eliminate suffering, and they are all Dharma. ”

As soon as Wu Xuan said this, the soldiers stepped forward quickly, saluted Wu Xu, and said, "Is the Venerable Driver a disciple of Buddhism?" One of them even saluted in the direction of the Lingyin Temple outside the city, "The great monk has a decree, if there is a diligent disciple, whether it is a monk at home, whether it is a monk or a bhikshuni, immediately invite him to the Lingyin Temple to participate in the Dharma." ”

Wu Xuan clasped his palms in return, "Amitabha, I waited for this time to go out of the mountain, originally to travel the four seas, increase my knowledge and knowledge, and go through hardships, but it is not convenient to stay in one place too much. “

Those soldiers, seeing Wuxu say this, as if they had picked up a treasure, smiled from ear to ear, where would they let Wuxu and the others leave. At the moment, he was like a guy in a teahouse restaurant, surrounded by him, and he was attentive non-stop. When I saw that there were nine people on Wuxu's side, I didn't know what method I used, so I summoned a few more people, and I also made up nine numbers, probably because I wanted one person to stare at one person, so that no fish would slip through the net.

Wuxu never thought of such a situation, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he had to secretly send a message, "Let's go out of the city and talk about it." “

Out of the city, everyone saw the West Lake from afar. Yao Shan, Pan Ruoxi, etc., shouted that they wanted to visit the West Lake, shook their heads, and recited a lot of poems related to the West Lake. Those soldiers looked at the posture, knew that they couldn't stop it, fortunately, Lingyin Temple was on the edge of the West Lake, if the guidance was appropriate, it would not take effort, so they smiled and agreed, and volunteered to be a temporary free tour guide. Wuxu wanted to laugh on the sidelines, and couldn't help but say, "Since you are visiting the West Lake, you naturally have to get on the boat." Yao Shan and the others immediately applauded.

Boat on the lake, the scenery is very good. It's just that those soldiers are bent on sending Wuxu and others to Lingyin Temple, so that they can ask for merit and reward.

And they said,

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is always there, and the Lingyin Temple is by chance. ”

"Suti spring dawn, broken bridges and remnants of snow, only in spring and winter; morning bells and dusk drums, preaching the scriptures, regardless of summer and autumn. “

"Don't be greedy for beautiful scenery, Lingshan is ahead. “

Wuxu smiled and said, "The beautiful scenery of West Lake is always there, and it is a coincidence to travel today." Lingyin Temple is ahead, regardless of spring, winter and summer and autumn. ”

Seeing this, the people led by the soldiers took one or two people and guarded the side of the boat with a fierce look, asking them to hurry straight towards the Lingyin Temple. How could anyone let it get its wish? For a while, the wind was blowing, and the boat was getting farther and farther away from the Lingyin Temple, and for a while, the fog was thick, so that the boatman could not distinguish things and spun around in place.

Those soldiers, just then knew that they were powerful, and they no longer dared to speak nonsense, commanded indiscriminately, and only surrounded Wuxu and others, begging for mercy in and out of words, as if they were on a thief ship. Everyone laughed, just to enjoy the beautiful scenery of West Lake. It wasn't until the evening bell rang in Nanping and the moon in the three pools that Wuxu stopped everyone's laughter, and Zhengse said, "Xiuse has eaten, don't go." Fu smiled at the soldiers again, "You have been with you all the way, but you have a lot of chatter." It's a pity that I can't wait for the rules and precepts, and the people are sophisticated, so I can't go to the Lingyin Temple. A good idea, only the heart understands. Those soldiers, how dare they say more, they just don't dare to say, they look at Wuxu and the others.

But I saw Wuxu take out an object from his sleeve and throw it on the surface of the lake, growing in the wind, and instantly turning into a big blue and white conch. Wuxu and the others went up in turn, standing in the middle of the conch, in the vastness of the smoke, floating and sinking, gradually disappearing.

The shipman had already knelt on the deck, kowtowing. The nine soldiers hesitated for a moment, and then they also clasped their palms together, feeling as if they were lost.

One of the soldiers, at the end, exhaled a breath and sighed, "These Buddhist disciples are really masters outside the world, only idle clouds and wild cranes, swimming in the mountains and rivers, and not in love with the world. “

The person who led it thought that he had experienced some scenes, and thought that today's events were originally made by himself, but he was aggrieved, and he felt guilty, so he was silent for a moment, and refuted loudly, "Monks, purify all sentient beings, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." If everyone is like this, only caring about the mountains and rivers, and not thinking about relieving the world, doing good and eliminating evil, wouldn't they fall behind and not be considered a superior practice? “

His words were whispered only after seeing that Wuxu and the others had disappeared for a long time. But Wuxu and the others were in the distance, but they could hear it clearly. "This guy!" Lu Pingshan said annoyedly, but his face turned unnatural.

Mo said that Lu Pingshan, it was Zhang Cuilu and others, Yao Shan and others, and even Wuxu, their faces were unnatural and embarrassed. Speaking of which, what the man said was not rough. For a while, it seemed that everyone had become Buddhist disciples who didn't care about the people's sufferings and hid only as Han disciples. For a while, the night scene of the West Lake faded in color, and the misty smoke increased a little melancholy.

Everyone was silent, drifting with the conch to a land, on the land, among the flowers and plants, there is a tall tower towering, under the moonlight, reflected in the lake, as if at the feet. When Wuxu saw it, he suddenly had a plan, put away the conch, led everyone to the land, and walked around the tower.

Leifeng Tower, the legend of the White Snake, the story of which has long been widely circulated and talked about. Wuxu did and asked, "Fellow Daoists, is that Fahai right or wrong?" Everyone happened to be embarrassed just now, and when they saw Wuxu suddenly asking, they all knew that there must be a deep meaning, and they all thought about it carefully for a while. Three lines around the tower, no one answered.

At this moment, a monk, with an ordinary appearance, ordinary monk clothes, a young age, and a mediocre cultivation, but he didn't know when he walked out of the forest next to him, and said with a smile, "The world is ignorant, and Master Fahai is naturally right." “

Wuxu glanced at the monk deeply, clasped his palms and said, "I hope the master will explain one or two in detail." “

The monk, who was not polite, walked straight up to the crowd and sat cross-legged on the ground. Wuxu and the others had to stop their pace and sit down.

"Shemales have different paths, fall in love with each other, eat and live together, many inconveniences, and it is difficult to bear good fruits. Master Fahai, seeing that Xu Immortal has a wisdom root, he naturally wants to cross with compassion and take more care. It's a pity that Xu Xian is stubborn, greedy, hateful, and obsessed, and it is difficult to extricate himself and cut off his chances. This young monk, who is not good-looking, talked eloquently, "The son born to him is all human beings, and it is already apocryphal, and his imperial examination and the first rank are just the words of a novel." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Cuilu couldn't help but shout. Although she is a woman, the heart of the Buddha is the strongest, and now she can hear the opinions of this fellow practitioner, and she suddenly opens her mouth, as if she sees the moon through the clouds, and immediately stepped forward and saluted and said, "Amitabha, the white snake legend, spread widely, and I am quite ridiculed for my Buddhist disciples. Today, this master's words, although they are in the village, are the right ones. ”

Lu Pingshan and the others couldn't help nodding their heads and saying yes, only Pan Ruoxue and Pan Ruolian bowed their heads and said nothing. The two of them are a family of snake demons in the East China Sea, and this situation is not embarrassing. That medicine was the first to notice it, and hurriedly coughed lowly. Zhang Cuilu and the others immediately woke up and kept silent.

"Below, there is something unclear, and I ask this master to give advice. Pan Ruoxue finally couldn't help it and asked. The monk swept his gaze lightly at Pan Ruoxue and nodded, "This East China Sea fairy doesn't hurt to say it." Unexpectedly, he faintly broke Pan Ruoxue's true body.

Everyone was startled and looked towards Wuxu in unison. Wuxu gestured with his eyes, so that everyone could not be impatient. The monk appeared strangely, Wuxu had already carefully investigated, although he couldn't see through it, but there was no trace of murder and hostility.

Pan Ruoxue, seeing Wuxuan's gesture, also settled her mind, and continued, "The white lady and Xiaoqing, although they are snake demons, they are not harmful, but they know how to repay kindness and be kind to others. The White Lady and the Xu Immortal are in love with each other, why can't they be seen? If it is said that the demons are in love, the offspring are neither humans nor demons, and my Buddha is merciful, why don't you give me some guidance?"

Pan Ruoxue said it gently, just like a village woman speaking ordinary family dialect, but just like that night, the wind was leisurely, and the ripples and water wanted to make peace, and hid some grievances.

Everyone was silent, and the young monk also clasped his hands together and replied solemnly, "Amitabha, why did Fahai just trap the white lady in the Leifeng Pagoda, and why didn't he get rid of her and Xu Xian's descendants?"

Wuxu sighed, he wanted to use this Leifeng Pagoda and the Legend of the White Snake to enlighten everyone and resolve the knot brought about by the judgment of the soldier just now, but he couldn't let this person bring the topic to the ditch.

"Amitabha, it's wrong, it's wrong!" Wuxu clasped his palms and said loudly, "Where are people and demons, but there should be no difference." Marriage is determined by three lives, how can cause and effect be obscured?"

"Shemales are like good and evil. If it is bitter love, I am afraid that the world will be mistaken. The young monk lowered his eyebrows with his palms together.

Seeing that this person was bowing in front of him, Wuxu couldn't help but be secretly surprised, temporarily stopped the debate, saluted and asked, "Dare to ask the Venerable Treasure?"

The young monk slowly raised his head and gradually revealed his true face, "Little monk Dorjee, don't come here well?"

"Senior Brother Dorjee!" Wuxu couldn't help but stand up, surprised and delighted. Zhang Cuilu and the others also stood up and saluted towards Dorjee. In particular, Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe, Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua, and Jiang Dingchun were mostly taken care of and very respectful.

Dorjee, returning the salute, fell his eyes on Pan Ruoxue for a moment, and then smiled at Wu Xu, "It's getting late, this place is not far from Lingyin Temple, why don't I enter the temple and talk at night." “

Wuxu thought for a moment and sighed, "It's very good here,"

Dorjee nodded, and walked towards the lake. Wuxu immediately followed. Zhang Cuilu and the others glanced at each other and followed not far away.

Although the sound of the monks' evening classes continued to come from the Lingyin Temple not far away, the West Lake at night still seemed extraordinarily quiet. Walking along the winding stone path, silently passing through the flowers and trees, it is like walking through the river of dreams.

"The master said that the junior brother may be the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Dorjee suddenly stopped and turned around. He held the prayer wheel in his left hand and the prayer wheel in his right hand, smiling at Wu Xu's chin, and the purple and red monk's robe fluttered in the wind.

Wuxu paused, smiled and shook his head. Dorjee didn't ask any more questions and moved on.

Before I knew it, I had come to the surface of the lake. The weeping willows on the shore are gently blowing with the wind, the huge water lilies are standing lazily around, the moist air is mixed with all kinds of mysterious fragrances, and the Leifeng Pagoda is reflected in the water in the faint moonlight, like a homecoming boat.

"What the Shicai soldier said, have you ever heard it?" Dorjee seemed to be tired of walking, and sat down cross-legged again, and the lake was not shocked. Wuxu nodded and sat down as well. Wuxu motioned for Zhang Cuilu and others to come and sit down. So, the crowd sat around again. , but this time it was on the lake, around the reflection of the Lei Feng Pagoda.

Wuxu waited for everyone to sit down, and then said to Dorjee, "The senior brother listened to the words of the Shicai soldier, and saw that everyone had a knot in their hearts, and they were afraid of demons, so they sat down in front of the tower and talked with them, but they didn't want the senior brother to come." Dorjee bowed his head slightly, signaling Wuxu to continue.

Wuxu stretched out his hand and pointed to the lake, "Master Fahai, I tried my best to put the White Lady in this tower, forcing Xu Xian to sweep the tower outside every day, chanting scriptures and worshipping the Buddha. Why bother?"

Dorjee's face changed several times, and after a while, he said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

Wuxu was silent.

Dorjee stared at Wuxu, suddenly flicked his monk's robe, and said with a smile, "That's it, junior brother is articulate, senior brother, I can't argue after all." He laughed loudly, but also a little disappointed and angry.

Wuxu lowered his head and clasped his palms, facing the night view of a lake, and sighed

Although sentient beings are suffering, the Buddha is destined, don't be sad and make people laugh.

Lingyin Zen trace, Lei Feng sunset, I forgot after watching it all night.