The mountain breeze suddenly rose, and the sea of clouds and the Golden Buddha Pavilion hurriedly gathered and dispersed in the twilight...

Penglai Immortal Mountain... But that's it...

The golden pavilion, the flowing clouds...

However, it is still the abbot Gu Hai's clever description: "Hou Yi shoots the sun, but there are only two leaks..."

"Therefore there are two days in my mountain temple, one is round, and the other is like a pavilion. ”

I heard this sentence a lot when I was young, but when I saw it with my own eyes today, I was also stupid to see it, and I was also stupid to see it

Finish...

The twilight bell came, and the mountain temple was passed by thousands of households, looking down from afar, the perspective was like a god descending to earth.

Just like the golden body of the ancient Buddha in the Golden Buddha Pavilion, looking down on all living beings...

Yi Buddha smiled mysteriously, imitating the corners of the lips of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp, vividly.

The sunset on the edge of the cliff is warm, sprinkled on the face of the Buddha, a brilliant and solemn.

"Senior Brother Yixin, have you seen the scenery of this Golden Buddha Pavilion?"

Yi Buddha stopped me, my mood seemed to be infected by this mysterious scenery, and his tone was like a faint cloud floating in the distance....

"For the first time..."

I subconsciously answered, but I also woke up.

"It's the first time I've been..."

Yifo muttered, as if talking to himself, a little melancholy, as if recalling the hardships along the way...

"How long has it been since Senior Brother Yixin came to the Mountain Temple?"

"Brother Hui Buddha, the younger brother was originally an orphan, and was taken in by the master in the mountain temple since he was a child. ”

"Master, but the first ancient scroll Zen master in the Sutra Buddha Hall?"

"Exactly..."

"Didn't you miss the scriptures?"

"My junior brother is stupid, but after reading it, he also swallowed dates, and he forgot everything... I can't remember a few words..."

"Hehe... Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"It's... Brother Yifo, let Senior Brother think about it..."

I looked like an old man, like a good guy.

"Ahh

I seemed to be abrupt, and my tone was submissive, as if I could understand it at a glance.

There was a moment of disappointment in Yifo's eyes, but he seemed to be thinking. When he looked at me again, it was sharp...

Loaded?

Or is it really thoughtless?

But what is the explanation of the girl's great compassion?

Only I know that the great sorrow of that girl is not resolved by me...

Yi Buddha secretly thought in his heart, and his left hand quietly formed a Dharma seal...

I was already peeking at Yi Buddha out of the corner of my eye, and when I saw this, I was so frightened that tears were about to flow, and I retreated in a panic, stepping on a smooth pebble, but my ass also fell

A sturdy one.

Seeing the reality in his eyes, Yi Buddha's eyes instantly softened again.

The mind is unenlightened and unenlightened, and I am too careful... This kind of faint monk just sells his physical strength to get food and clothing, hoping that he can contain thoughts

Enlightening the Zen machine, all the Cen mustard grass in the world is Bodhi...

One hundred and eight bells are not finished, and the twilight has entered the Golden Buddha Pavilion... I saw the faint blue-purple incense, and the ancient Buddha with the lamp was gone...

"Brother Yifo, the junior brother is on duty to hit the bell today, I don't know which kind brother and junior brother helped to hit it, and I will return the favor in the future.

If there is nothing else, the junior brother will go to eat the fast first, and I heard that there are many fresh mushrooms left in the Wusha Conference that the guests have not eaten, and the junior brother is fine

That bite. Besides, this Golden Buddha Pavilion makes the junior brother uncomfortable, after all, this is not the place where the junior disciple should come. ”

"Senior Brother Yifo, let the junior brother go..."

I trembled, but I also shook off a few tears. Maybe he was really hungry, and even his stomach coggled twice.

Yi Buddha sighed lightly, as if he regretted the caution and stinginess of the ants for caring about them, and he stood with his hands in his hands, a monk;

A peak, a pavilion, a round sunset, clouds and clouds, just in the light of the Buddha, such as a peacock opening the screen, like a glass ......

"Brother Yixin, go to the Martial Buddha Hall to take fifty canes for yourself, although the girl exonerates you, but after all, you are also guilty of it

Lust ring, if you are not punished, you can't stop the mouth of the monks in the mountain temple. ”

Yi Buddha's tone is indifferent, although he is a peer, he is already one of the initiators of the mountain temple's order.

"Mountain Temple Zhongtian" is not called in vain...

"Five hundred rods..."

Suddenly, the voice of the abbot Gu Hai floated from the Wutong Zen Temple, without a trace of emotion...

Yi Buddha's expression was rare and incredible, he froze there, the mountain wind rose again, and his eyes should be full of strange clouds rolling.

"This..."

Yifo was about to speak, but was interrupted by the abbot Gu Hai.

"According to my heart, go to the Martial Buddha Hall to receive five hundred rods for myself, go down..."

At this moment, the clouds were evaporating, and I looked at Yifo pitifully, but he closed his eyes and did not speak again.

"Master, do you really want this to live according to your heart?"

"Fool, just inform the scrolls... If you want him to not bleed, then he has to bleed in another way..."

The master and apprentice transmitted their voices through the air, and they instantly knew each other.

I can't forget that there was once a senior brother who broke the precepts and was punished with a rod and punished with 200 strokes, and his skin was opened, and he vomited blood as soon as he came out of the martial arts hall

Lose... I still remember it vividly, and it occasionally haunts me as a nightmare...

Two hundred rods of reproach and such horror...

Five hundred rods...

The result?

A puddle of meat puree?

Broken bones?

I want the little monk's life to say, but I'm just a small person, can I do it...

I lowered my head and walked slowly, confused and staggered all the way, as if I had lost my soul, or it was scared and left me first

went to run away, passing by the scattered brothers one by one.

I started crying from the first sobs, like a bullied child who can't find his parents.

Wufo Hall, respecting the abbot's decree, explaining the intention, the rod scolded himself five hundred times, and the law enforcement monk was stunned and put on a battle, and shouted back to advance

The first ancient fire of the Martial Buddha Hall that eats "fast rice".

Heavy blame is a serious mistake, and there is no need for mercy...

Gu Huo secretly wiped the greasy corners of his mouth, extremely impatient, and seemed to be greatly annoyed that I interrupted him to eat the "fast meal".

With a wave of Gu Huo's hand, the law enforcement monk pounced as fiercely as a pack of wolves...

I closed my eyes, stopped crying, felt lonely, and was already hopeless...

I couldn't help but think of two Philippian sentences that the old fellow had written:

Despair... It's a glimmer of peace after the pain... Like a whale stranded on the beach...

Despair... It's a wandering after the pain... Like a goldfish banished into the ocean...

Old guy... Where are you? I really don't want to be a whale that can't go ashore, and I don't want to be a goldfish that can't go to the sea...

A sigh rang out, it was the old guy's voice...

When I opened my eyes, I thought it would be a hundred years before I saw him again...

I saw that his face was as pale as frost, and he took out a piece of paper and threw it to Gu Huo. The ancient fire swept roughly, smiled slightly, and looked at the old man with a lot of playfulness

The guy's wrist seems to know everything.

The old guy took me away, and without saying a word, his face was still like frost, and he was cold in the night sky, and the moonlight was shining at this moment...

The old guy took me down a path I've never walked before...

Could it be that you want me to suppress the shock and take me to realize "gluttony"?

"Master, but take the apprentice to enlightenment?"

"I just escaped death, and I haven't forgotten to realize my greed, but it's really taking you to Wu Zen..."

The bamboo shadow deepened all the way, and in the end he could only shrink away, and when he was almost nowhere to be found, a dilapidated and decaying wooden pavilion suddenly came into view

Former.

"This is the Pavilion of No Buddha, no Buddha..."

"You go to the wall below the Buddha of Nothingness..."

The old guy's tone was still gloomy, and he slowly stretched out his left hand, pointing his index finger at the dilapidated and decaying wooden pavilion, which was now in his right hand

The parrot green Buddha string on the wrist is gone, and the remaining nails have been deeply buckled into the palm. The old guy's string of warbler song green Buddha beads is

The first seat of the Buddha Pavilion has been passed down from generation to generation, and he never takes it, but occasionally gently moves back and forth with his right hand, just like when he touched my cheek when I was a child.

Our master and apprentice walked into the Buddha Pavilion in the dark...

The four walls of the ancient pavilion cobweb, the hall bricks are uneven, there is only one phaseless wooden Buddha in the middle, mottled and messy, it seems that the incense has not been seen for a long time,

The faint and bare musty smell is poignant.

"Obsessed with it, enlightened Buddha. ”

After the old guy finished explaining these eight words, he brushed his sleeves away, kicked open the wooden door, and shook off a few pieces of residual tiles on the eaves at the foot of the pavilion, crackling...

He was gray-faced, and his mood seemed to be even worse, no matter what, no matter who lost his ancestral treasure, he couldn't laugh anymore.