Chapter Twenty-Seven: The White Bird Temple
Bai Gen knew it in his chest: "I just heard that the two senior brothers are worrying about this matter, why don't you?"
The thin monk immediately took it: "The junior brother is really understanding, yes, because I am a little unwell, I can't go to the Buddha Cave tonight to patrol the night, it just so happens that the junior brother has this intention, and we don't want to excuse ourselves too much." β
The thin monk pulled Bai Gong over and pointed him out the location of the Buddha Cave, and Bai Gong wrote it down: "Senior brother, I don't know what is in the Buddha Cave?
The thin monk looked mysterious: "You'll know when you go tonight, then let's do it first, let's go get busy first." β
The thin monk was about to prepare for the uncle to leave, pulled the fat monk and didn't pull, threw off his sleeves and ran away, the fat monk wanted to stop, glanced at Bai Gen, and then looked at the thin monk who ran away, and also ran to chase the thin monk.
Bai Gen was alone with a lot of thoughts: "I didn't expect that this day Zen Temple, there are people who are higher than the Taoist asceticism, almost missed a big fish, tonight I just explored the Buddha Cave, let me see what characters are hidden in this Tianzen Temple." β
The night was deep, the fog was heavy, and the clouds and smoke were around the top of the mountain.
Under the thick night fog, Bai Gong came to the Cave alone.
Heavy iron chains hit the cave gable, the strange echo, as if the cave was locked with an ancient evil beast, the long gasping sound, made Bai Gong feel a little retreating, but in order to explore the secret of the Buddha, he still walked in.
When Bai Gen first saw the resentment in the trapped iron cocoon, his legs couldn't help but tremble.
Now the grievances, under the heavy chains, only a hollow eye is still exposed.
Behind him, the wall had been knocked out of a huge round crater by the iron cocoon.
As soon as Bai Gen saw this round pit, this person's cultivation was not shallow, and he could pull a thousand catties of iron chains to crash out of such a large round pit when he was trapped all over, which was really extraordinary.
Bai Gong cautiously opened his mouth: "Dare to ask who the predecessor is, why are you trapped here?"
Mi Yan didn't speak, his eyes still staring straight ahead, as if looking at the air.
Bai Gen picked up some broken cloth on the ground and found that this was the cloth used in the temple's unique monk's clothes.
Bai Gen has a fixed opinion in his heart: "In the lower Bai Gen, it is a Taoist monk in the lower temple of Tianchan Temple, and he is quite understanding, and he is listed as the first Taoist monk at the moment, if he can get the true inheritance of his predecessors, he will do his best to help his predecessors get out of trouble!"
Mi Yan closed his eyes, and the iron chains bound by the layers on his mouth actually sounded: "You don't even know who I am, so you want to worship me as a teacher?"
Suddenly, the thousands of iron chains in the cave seemed to come to life, the roots were like giant pythons, and there was no wind to automatic, and a huge force directly blew Bai Gong out of the Cave.
After the white root disappeared, the noisy Cave returned to calm.
Mi Yan slowly opened his eyes: "The gods and immortals are all happy, and the eighteen Buddhas are suffering." β
was blown out of the cave and grabbed an old tree root dangerously, so as not to fall off the cliff.
Pulling the roots of the tree hard, as soon as his body sank, Bai Gong bounced to the top of the small high mountain.
"It seems that if you want to get art from a master, you have to work hard. Bai Gong turned and went back to the wing.
Early in the morning of the second day, Bai Gen got up, and it was useless to have breakfast, so he went directly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and after entering, he went straight to his monk's disc book.
After looking around, he couldn't find a person who resembled the strange person in the cave, and Bai Gong recalled the situation in the cave, as if this person had been imprisoned in the cave a long time ago.
He gave up the monk's disc book, specifically picked out some old monk's books to rummage, and at noon, he finally turned to a yellowed page of paper in a dilapidated Huotou monk's diary, most of the handwriting on the paper has faded, and only six words are still recognizable: Zhongling Mountain, Instant Temple.
At the foot of the mountain, Bilan Chengfang was holding a piece of cake, nibbling east and west.
Behind him, the Jade Fan Marquis: "Brother Bilan, your teeth are very good, this cake is as hard as iron, and you can eat it with relish." β
Bilan Chengfang sighed: "I was originally a fallen scholar, but now I am going to be a fallen scholar." β
"Alas, it seems that I'm the one who has been a burden on Brother Bilan, in order to prevent Brother Bilan from continuing to be down, I'd better go first. β
"Hou Ye, I don't like to hear what you say, so we have been a confidant and friend for eighteen years, how could I dislike Hou Ye, it's a big deal that I still eat half of this discus, I don't know if Hou Ye dislikes this... β
"My teeth told me it wasn't comfortable today and wasn't good for chewing on something so hard, and it thanked you. β
"Hehe, I don't know where Hou Ye is going?"
"I learned about Zhong Lingshan's old past, and I wanted to take a look. β
"Then let's go together!"
"I'm afraid of Brother Bilan, I haven't finished appreciating this Jixia Mountain yet. β
"Hou Ye, this is a bad word, no matter where I go, this mountain will still wait for me here, but if I starve to death here, I will really stay with this mountain, I have some change, to now I have no money at all, although I am poor, but I have never forgotten one thing, although Hou Ye has no change, but still has money. Hou Ye will definitely not watch his eighteen-year confidant and friend starve to death, right? Haha, I'll lead the horse. β
Watching Bilan Chengfang run to the stable, the jade fan smiled after a long absence, the jade fan gently nodded down in his hand, and a black shadow in the wing room behind him flashed away.
Zhongling Mountain is not high, but it is expensive in the shape of the mountain and is round, like a big bell buckled on the ground, so it is named Zhongling Mountain.
There is a temple on the mountain, the name is called the White Bird Temple, the White Bird Temple is only a hundred years old, it is rumored that there is a white bird to build a nest on the Buddha's head at the beginning of the temple, the old monk deeply feels the benevolence of the Dharma, so it is named.
Baique Temple is a wild temple, there is no record in the Shi family, most of the monks in the temple are from some street begging for survival, eating fast and waiting for death every day, anyway, it is not the temple that the Shi family is recording, everyone does not take the wooden fish in their hands seriously, fortunately, the abbot Yan Fa monk still abides by the Buddhist rules, and the temple is barely a regular temple.
On this day, a monk came to the temple, a monk from the small high mountain of Tianchan Temple, Yan Fa received him with solemn etiquette, if he can get the recognition of Tianchan Temple, his own Baique Temple from the wild temple to the main temple, just around the corner, how do you know that someone reported a layman's name Bai Gen, and said that he is not a formal monk, just a monk, which can pour a lot of cold water on Yan Fa, but later Bai Gen said that he is the most proud disciple of Tianchan Temple, Yan Fa's heart is ignited with hope, even if the person later said that he wanted to borrow all the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Baique Temple, Yan Fa also opened the door to convenienceγ
Bai Gen did not come out for three consecutive days as soon as he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Yan Fa tried to talk to him several times but ended up without a problem, but he muttered in his heart: Most of the scriptures in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are ordinary scriptures, and that day the Zen Temple is several times larger than the Baique Temple, so why bother to come here to consult these ordinary scriptures?
When taking the white knight to eat, Yan Fa asked with a smile: "I don't know which scripture the white knight is looking for, can I let the poor monk do it for me, I watched the white knight rummaging through the scriptures these days, and he was reluctant to work day and night, which was very hard." β
Bai Gen stopped the chopsticks in his hand: "My master often says that only by entering the martial arts with Buddhism can you enter the enlightenment, but there are thousands of Buddhism, and it is quite difficult to find the one that suits your own chance. β
Yan Fa saw that he had said everything he had said, so he smiled and stopped asking.
Bai Gen seemed to remember something: "I often hear the master say in Tianchan Temple that there is a temple in this Zhongling Mountain, I wonder if the abbot has heard of it?"
Yan Fa said: "This Zhongling Mountain can be seen at a glance, and the poor monks have never heard of a second temple on this mountain during their time in this mountain. β
Bai Gen asked again, "The abbot knows a man named Mi Grievance, and the master often recites this person's name." β
Yan Fa was embarrassed at this time, and he didn't even know about two questions: "This, please forgive the poor monk for being lonely and unheard, I really haven't heard of it." β
"It's okay, it's just small talk, it's all something unimportant, and please don't worry about it. Bai Gong bowed his head and continued to eat.
Yan Fa found an excuse and left the table, he was really afraid that Bai Gen would suddenly ask a question after a while, and he would really become a question and three knowledge.
Since then, Bai Gen has been soaked in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all day long, and no longer comes out.
The two rode brown horses and slowly walked to the mountain gate of Baique Temple, and woke up two monks sleeping in the arms of the Buddha statue in front of the mountain gate.
One of the monks opened his eyes, saw the horse, and exclaimed in surprise: "Lao Zhang! Lao Zhang! Wake up, there are horses and horses!"
This white bird temple is less incense on weekdays, most of the people on the mountain are some poor people, even the incense is burned in the mud at home, the two of them have seen what rich people in this temple have seen before, some people ride horses up the mountain, in their eyes it is really a rich and noble person.
Lao Zhang opened his eyes, saw the horse, ran to the side of the two horses hand and foot, spread his hands on his chest, and looked at the man on the horse.
Later, the monk slapped off the hand that was spread out by Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang reacted, put his hands together in front of him, and the poor beggar instantly became a monk of Zhuang Su.
The monk looked more like a monk than Lao Zhang: "Dare to ask the two donors, but they went to the temple to burn incense?"
One of them, the boy with a jade fan, spoke: "Since the monk looks at me as if he is burning incense, I will enter the temple to burn incense." β
The monk also had something to say in his words: "Since it is to enter the temple to burn incense, the temple rules, pay some incense first, one or two dollars can be, but it depends on the heart." β
Lao Zhang on the side listened to it one by one: Lao Li, who is so honest on weekdays, is really ruthless when he slaughters people!
Another young man who looked like a scholar asked: "The two eminent monks are really already on the right track, what this son lacks most is the mind, the two eminent monks are so discerning, they don't know the name of the law?"
Lao Zhang almost laughed out loud: Really rich! This is really rich, Lao Li's knife is really cut on the meat!
Lao Li next to him solemnly introduced himself: "My name is Monk Li, this is Monk Zhang, Amitabha!"
The scholars were all amused: "The two masters are really high-ranking monks, looking at the world, there are only two high-ranking monks who can get such two titles! β
Lao Zhang almost knelt down when he heard the words Hou Ye, but fortunately Lao Li helped him.