Jinshan Temple, since the beginning of Jiangliu sensible, has never changed.

High mountains, small temples, more than a dozen brothers and sisters, three or two elders, the same bell every morning, day after day, year after year.

The wind and rain of the outside world and this ancient temple never seem to have anything to do with it.

The believers seem to have always been a few families at the foot of the mountain, and the occasional benefactor who came from afar to worship the Buddha would make the abbot Master Fa Ming happy for a while.

But whenever the excitement passed, Fa Ming couldn't help but worry again.

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. For a long time, Fa Ming had to repeat this sentence constantly.

Jiang Liu knew that Fa Ming was blaming himself for his happiness.

Buddhists believe that there is no self and are happy that the donor who has come from afar to come to worship the Buddha is a manifestation of insufficient practice.

"Why is happiness also a manifestation of insufficient practice?"

Jiang Liu couldn't help but think.

Growing up in Jinshan Temple, he was familiar with almost all the Buddhist scriptures, and a group of brothers and sisters, the abbot master and several elders praised him for having Buddha bones, but unfortunately Jiang Liu has not been impressed.

The answer to the question was clearly written in the scriptures, and for some reason, Jiang Liu knew the correct result, but he still felt that the Buddhist scriptures were pressing on his chest like a boulder, making him breathless.

Fortunately, the innocence of a child always allows him to forget this troubles that do not match his age.

He never worships the Buddha or recites sutras, and every day he works with the children in the village to dig out bird eggs and tease crickets. But whenever Fa Ming couldn't stand it and deliberately blamed, he always answered fluently. Even Fa Ming was speechless.

Every now and then. Fa Ming always smiled bitterly and said, "Blue is better than blue." Defending the law for the teacher, but not as good as you. I only hope that I can see you make great achievements in my lifetime. ”

Jiang Liu always laughs, laughs and doesn't answer.

He knew that the "great cause" mentioned by Fa Ming was nothing more than becoming a Buddha on the ground.

But does Jiang Liu really want to become a Buddha?

Becoming a Buddha is said to be out of the sea of suffering, but Jiang Liu is reluctant to smile from the heart. Why is it that when we are free from the eight sufferings, even the right to rejoice is lost?

As the days passed, Jiang Liu changed from a troublemaker to a child. It's still upside down the hill.

Finally, the eighteenth birthday has arrived.

Fa Ming found Jiang Liu and asked him to receive full ordination and become a real monk.

Jiang Liu took off his monk's hat, touched his proud hair, and asked, "If you don't shave your head, okay?"

"How can you not cut off the red dust as a monk?" Fa Ming asked rhetorically.

"Has the master cut it off?"

"This ......"

"If the red dust is cut off, why do you still want to open a temple? Cultivating Buddha is a matter of one person, so what does it have to do with others? Isn't this clearly written in the scriptures? If the heart is clear, the world will be clear. ”

Faming closed his mouth. He knew that he couldn't argue with Jiang Liu, so he could only watch him happily put the monk's hat back on. Turning around and walking, he hummed, and sighed in a singing tone: "If you keep chopping, what's the use of shaving your head?

Helpless, Fa Ming could only list him as a lay disciple and assigned him the mundane matter of carrying firewood and water.

One day, Fa Ming was reciting scriptures in the room, and Jiang Liu suddenly took the initiative to find Fa Ming, bowed and said, "Master, the apprentice wants to go down the mountain." ”

Fa Ming was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Go down the mountain, why do you go down the mountain?"

Raising his head, Jiang Liu said softly: "I heard that I came down the river and wanted to find my parents. ”

Hearing this, Fa Ming frowned and waved his hand: "That's just a trivial matter, just ignore it." ”

"If you can't figure it out, how can you cut it indiscriminately. What's the use of practicing?"

Seeing that Jiang Liu was once again in a dialectical posture, Fa Ming was silent.

After a long time, he blinked his already presbyopic eyes, and said softly: "It's not that the teacher doesn't allow it, it's just that the world is big, where are you looking?"

"If you come along the river, you must look for it along the river. If there is fate, you will definitely be able to find it. If it doesn't work, it's good to break the mind of the apprentice. Please also ask the master to complete. With that, Jiang Liu bowed down again.

When he raised his head again, he looked at Fa Ming silently. The eyes were as clear as the truth of heaven and earth, so clear that it made people feel inferior.

For a long time, Fa Ming could only smile bitterly: "Cause and effect cycle...... Apprentice, go and fetch the red sandalwood box for the teacher. ”

"Yes. Jiang Liu kowtowed, turned to Fa Ming's couch and fetched the red sandalwood box that was like a treasure on weekdays.

After unlocking the lock, Fa Ming took out Yi Jinjuan and handed it to Jiang Liu: "Let's see." ”

This brocade feels smooth and extremely tender, and it is the best fabric that Jiang Liu has never seen in his life. It's just that Toujuan saw the bloodstains of the words, which was shocking.

Turning over Jinjuan, Jiang Liu's face suddenly changed greatly, and his face was full of horror that he had never felt before: "Master...... Since the master knows the apprentice's background, why didn't he tell him earlier!"

"Although I know my life experience, I am afraid that I will miss your practice, so I will not announce it. Today you insist on going down the mountain, and you have to ......" Fa Ming wanted to speak and stopped, trembling slightly and took out a sweatshirt and handed it to Jiang Liu, saying: "This sweatshirt came with you in the same basket, and you put it away, and the right should be a token." ”

Jiang Liu only felt a surge of qi and blood, and almost wanted to spray out, but he also held back and bowed deeply.

"The disciple has gone to the earth, and if he returns, he will always accompany the master to repay the grace of eighteen years of nurturing. ”

"Go ahead. Fa Ming closed his eyes deeply.

Jiang Liu silently walked out of Jinshan Temple and went straight down the mountain without saying a word.

At this moment, the clouds are flying in the sky.

......

The next day, Jiang Liu came to Jiangzhou's private office and asked to see his biological mother Yin Wenjiao.

The official saw that he was wearing a monk's robe, but he had long worldly hair, and he was only a rooster and dog thief, and he was not allowed to enter.

Just as the words were arguing, a middle-aged woman pushed the door out.

Jiang Liu saw that he was born gracefully, and his gestures were full of luxury, so he immediately stepped forward to greet him and said, "The female benefactor is polite." ”

When the woman saw the river, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak, she looked carefully, and then she looked puzzled, and folded her hands in respect, and said, "Who is the little master?"

"The ancestral home of the contemptible people is Haizhou, and he is now a lay disciple of Jinshan Temple. ”

"Haizhou?" the woman asked, "Since it is Haizhou." Why did you become a monk in Jiangzhou again?"

"Guy's father was a high school champion. He was ordered by the emperor to go to Jiangzhou. On the way, he encountered thieves, his father was killed, his mother was occupied, and he was exiled to the river after the full moon. ”

The woman's face turned pale suddenly, and she hurriedly grabbed Jiang Liu's wrist and said, "Please come in and sit down." ”

Sit down. After serving the tea and retreating, the woman asked stupidly, "What the little master just said, do you have a certificate?"

Jiang Liu took out the blood book and offered it with both hands: "There is a sweatshirt and blood book as evidence." ”

The woman was suspicious, opened the blood book and glanced at it, but she couldn't cry or laugh, and after a while, her face was embarrassed, and she said lightly: "The cheap concubine is Yin Wenjiao." ”

Jiang Liu's eyes snapped open. He immediately knelt down and shouted, "Mother is above." Please be worshipped by the child!"

For some reason, he couldn't see the slightest pleasure in Yin Wenjiao's eyes, it stands to reason that eighteen years of separation of flesh and blood, seeing each other again, should not be like this.

Could it be that there is a mistake in the letter?

Yin Wenjiao helped Jiang Liu, shushed the cold and asked for warmth, and asked about the past eighteen years, like a motherly face, but did not mention revenge, only said: "What does my son want next?"

"Go to Beijing, sue the emperor!" Jiang Liu replied decisively.

Yin Wenjiao's face suddenly turned like ashes, and she said sadly: "No." ”

"Why not?"

"My son is already a monk, how can he manage mundane affairs?"

"How can a child be counted as a family member if he has not shaved his hair and has not been ordained?

This was resolute, Yin Wenjiao hesitated again and again, and had to sigh: "How can you tell the imperial court lightly, your grandfather should be the prime minister of the court, wait for me to write a letter, you can go to Chang'an and hand it over to him." ”

After that, Yin Wenjiao took pen and ink, wrote a letter, sealed the wax, and handed it to Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu collected the letters, bowed to Yin Wenjiao three times, and then went out of the private gate.

Returning straight to Jinshan Temple, Jiang Liu packed his bags and rushed to Chang'an day and night.

......

Half a month later, Prime Minister Yin Cheng Mansion on Huangcheng East Street.

"Please report on behalf of the donor, there are relatives in Jiangzhou to visit. Jiang Liu said to the little guy who guarded the door.

The little guy who guarded the door looked Jiang Liu up and down, still in the same clothes, but he was already dirty after many days of traveling, and immediately shouted: "Go, go, Xiao Hanako go elsewhere! Where are your relatives here!"

Jiang Liu hesitated for a moment, but had to change his words: "I am a wandering monk in Jiangzhou, and I was entrusted by Yin Wenjiao, the daughter of Prime Minister Yin, to bring a letter to my family, and I was bothered to hand it over. ”

With that, he took out the unopened letter from his sleeve and handed it to the servant.

The little guy was suspicious, took the envelope and looked at it twice, thinking that he was illiterate, so he opened a crack in the side door and quietly entered.

After a while, the door opened, and an old man with gray hair and rich clothes came out with everyone, and the thing in his hand was the letter that had just been handed over.

Seeing the old man, Jiang Liu immediately knelt down on his knees and shouted, "Grandpa, please accept the little nephew!"

After all, it's three rings.

When Prime Minister Yin Cheng saw Jiang Liu, he was full of emotion, and took Jiang Liu's hand and went to the house.

After sitting down, Prime Minister Yin Cheng said: "I already know about your parents. My nephew is already a monk, so I need to think about it carefully. Stay here. ”

"It's all up to my grandfather!" Jiang Liu immediately bowed.

That night, Prime Minister Yin arranged a place for Jiang Liu, and for so many days, there was no shortage of food and clothing, but there was no mention of revenge. It was only said that Jiang Liu would seek the position of abbot of a temple.

Jiang Liu said: "The big revenge has not been avenged, and he has no intention of thinking about it." ”

Prime Minister Yin just talked about him left and right, and did not talk in detail.

After more than a month, Jiang Liu couldn't stop it, and went to the imperial city alone, and saw a high-crowned old man just about to go out of the city.

That night, Prime Minister Yin Cheng received an urgent edict from the Tang Emperor, and when he returned to his house, he saw Jiang Liu, but he just sighed.

The next day, Prime Minister Yin Cheng sent 60,000 imperial forest troops to Jiangzhou and arrested Liu Hong and Li Biao, Jiangliu's enemies who killed his father.

At the invitation of Jiang Liu, Li Biao was scraped alive on the street, and he invited the Holy Judge to dissect Liu Hong's heart at the Hongjiang Ferry to sacrifice his deceased father Chen Guangrui, and obtained the Holy Permission.

On the day of the memorial, Jiang Liu invited his mother Yin Wenjiao to go to the Hongjiang ferry to watch, Yin Wenjiao closed the door and did not come out, but Jiang Liu could only go alone.

After dissecting Liu Hong's memorial, he suddenly saw a corpse floating on the river, and when he looked closely, he saw that the corpse's face was exactly the same as that of the river!

Jiang Yi wept bitterly, thinking that his deceased father had appeared.

Unexpectedly, the corpse opened its eyes. Dead. The only way is: "The golden carp released that day is the dragon king here." Therefore, he was rescued by him, collected the soul of the corpse, and was resurrected today. ”

Suddenly, I heard a report from a servant: "The lady has hanged herself, and she left a book saying: 'One daughter does not care about two husbands. ’”

Jiang Liu suddenly felt a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and cried: "Why should Mother be like this?"

Prime Minister Yin only sighed: "Daughter Zhenlie, who committed herself to a thief to protect her relatives and children that day, is wronged today." but go. ”

After that, everyone returned, ignoring the river.

At the Hongjiang ferry, only Chen Guangrui and Jiang Liu were left.

Jiang Wei cried bitterly, but Chen Guangrui was just silent. After a long time, Fang said: "You are kind to me, Fang told me the truth." ”

Jiang Liu was puzzled, and shouted with sobs: "Why did my father say that?"

"Do you know what your birthday is?"

"It's just the height of summer. ”

"Do you know when I got married to your mother?"

"This ......"

"Lichun. Chen Guangrui said lightly, turned his head and left.

A thunderbolt flashed across the sky. Jiang Liu suddenly realized, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest. A stream of blood spurted out, and he fell into a deep coma.

The local fishermen sent the river back to Jinshan Temple, and was in a coma for seven days, and no one outside the temple came to explore, as if the dust was really broken.

......

Seven days later, Jiang Liu woke up and saw his master Fa Ming handing over a bowl of water in a trance.

After drinking, Fa Ming went to pour it again.

Jiang Liu asked: "Master, that blood book, but it is something that came down the river with the apprentice?"

Fa Ming's body shook, his back to the river, but he was silent.

"Before my mother got married, I had a relationship with Liu Hong, I am Liu Hong's son, and I have nothing to do with Chen Guangrui. Thinking about it today, the blood book was written exactly the same, instigating me to go to Beijing to file a complaint, but it did not mention that the apprentice's biological father was Chen Guangrui. Come to think of it, it must not be my mother's pen......"

Fa Ming did not answer.

"Why am I so similar to Chen Guangrui, but not like Liu Hong. Master, the apprentice is bitter in his heart. Jiang Liu sighed on his back, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Fa Ming lowered his head and poured water, then handed the water to Jiang Liu, and said, "Since you know the suffering of the world, why not become a Buddha?"

Jiang Liu didn't take the water, but said: "Master, can you tell me who is the blood book with you?"

"That day, the teacher rescued you in the river, and it was night, and the Fa Ming came to ask for a dream, telling him that if you want to go down the mountain one day, you will hand over this blood book, needless to say. When I woke up, I saw the blood book on the bed. ”

Jiang Liu smiled bitterly, "Why did he trap me in an unrighteous place." My mother abandoned me in the river, and I am afraid that it will not be able to get rid of it. ”

Fa Ming clasped his hands together and said, "Ani Buddha, that Liu Hong is deeply sinful, and today's fruit is also the cause of his own evil. There is no need to blame yourself. ”

"What did the disciple plant?" Jiang Liu said blankly: "Isn't it that the disciple was a person who committed a lot of sins in his previous life, and in this life, he will suffer from this sin of killing his father and mother, and everyone will betray his relatives?"

"Good and evil, black and white, are born from the heart, and they rejoice in what the world likes, and they will evil in the world, and they will enter the demonic barrier, and they will not be able to extricate themselves. If there is a way to have a clear heart, the world will be bright. The suffering of the disciples today is all due to the confusion of their hearts. ”

"I know, but I don't understand. ”

"This is the suffering of all beings. ”

......

It was night, and the Fa-rectification was like coming to sleep.

"Golden Cicada, are you enlightened?"

"Golden cicada?"

"You are the reincarnation of the golden cicada, become a Buddha, and then have confusion, voluntarily fall into reincarnation and receive ten lifetimes of practice, willing to suffer from the sufferings of life, and seek the way in your heart. Now that the period of the 10th life has expired, if you are enlightened, you should start to practice assiduously and get rid of the eight sufferings, and one day he will return to Bliss and become a Buddha. ”

In the dream, Jiang Liu's face was indifferent, like autumn water like a mirror.

"In the position of the Buddha, if I am liberated from my suffering, what should I do with the suffering of all sentient beings? ”

"This ......"

"To become a Buddha, you must let go, have no desires, no desires, no attachments. Whenever I see that devotee come to worship the Buddha, I want to laugh. It has been clearly written in the Buddhist scriptures that they blindly bribe the Buddha, but they don't know that the Western Buddhas have lost their hearts and livers as early as the day they become Buddhas, so how can they give him favors. ”

"Becoming a Buddha is to cross oneself, what do you do to sentient beings? Those sentient beings want to get rid of the sea of suffering, and they will go through a lot of hardships to beg for the Dharma with the Buddhas, so why do you need to care? Golden Cicada, you have this confusion in your previous life, and you are still in this life, I am afraid that you have entered the demonic barrier, and you will not be able to cultivate the void in this life. ”

Say goodbye to your dreams.

Jiang Liu slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hazy look in front of him: "Cultivating the void?" ”

A few days later, the river recovered and went through the Buddhist scriptures. Every day, he locked himself in the Scripture Pavilion.

Fa Ming only said that Jiang Liu had an epiphany. Relieved in my heart. How do you know that the long hair of the river falls off day by day, until it is gone.

One day, Jiang Liu came to the Faming Throne, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and said, "Master, the disciple wants to travel far away." ”

"Where do you want to go?"

"West Heaven Thunder Yin Temple!"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt swept through the window on a sunny day.

Fa Ming was shocked.

......

The legislative number is Xuanzang, but it is not on the scar.

Half a month later, Xuanzang came to Chang'an. I looked for the old man I saw that day, and after being introduced, I was able to see the royal face.

On the temple, Tang Taizong sat on the dragon chair and looked at Xuanzang carefully.

I saw Xuanzang wearing the robe given by Fa Ming before leaving, holding a nine-ring staff, wearing a red Buddha crown, and his bearing was not comparable to ordinary people.

"Who's kneeling?"

"Xuanzang, a poor monk, is a traveling monk. ”

"What do you want?"

"The poor monk wants to go to the west to seek the true scriptures, and I beg His Majesty to grant permission. Approve the customs clearance disc, and ensure that the road is smooth. ”

Taizong stroked his long beard lightly. Said: "I am a big country in the Tang Dynasty, and there are thousands of Buddhist scriptures, why do I need the West to ask for them?"

"It's all your own experience. ”

"You monk said it interestingly, you don't want to cross yourself, why don't you ask to cross people?"

"What the poor monk asks, cross all beings. ”

I heard that the Buddha taught people to be bhikshus, to beg for the Dharma to practice the gods, and to beg for food for the laity. Crossing sentient beings, why do you need you?"

"If sentient beings are ignorant, how can they suffer from this kind of penance? ”

"Oh, what do you want?"

"If the Buddhas of the West don't cross sentient beings, I will cross. If the Western Buddhas don't send scriptures, I will go and get them. If sentient beings don't seek the Dharma, I will send it. Sentient beings do not cross themselves, I cross sentient beings. ”

After this call, the entire hall was silent, and every courtier present was stunned.

After a long time, Taizong said softly: "Buddhism needs to cut off obsessions, you are so mindful and have obsessions, how can you become a Buddha?"

"In this life and this life, we do not seek to become a Buddha, but only to purify all sentient beings. I also hope that His Majesty will be fulfilled. After that, Xuanzang bowed deeply.

At this moment, everyone in the hall looked at Emperor Taizong.

Taizong didn't say a word, he only looked down at Xuanzang and pondered, and after a long time, he said: "Such a monk is indeed rare." It's a pity that my Tang State Religion is Taoism, so it is not allowed. ”

"If the poor monk insists on going?" Xuanzang raised his head suddenly, his gaze indifferent.

"That is to resist the will and disrespect, and to behead the noon gate. "Anyway, Taizong made a knife cut.

Xuanzang was silent.

Taizong said: "I often hear that the monks do not lie, and today in this hall, I want you to swear that you will not go to the west in this life and this life." Otherwise, it will be punished as a protest. ”

Xuanzang was still silent and did not worship.

After a long time, Taizong brushed his sleeves and said: "Pull it down, go to the prison, and ask for it at noon tomorrow!"

......

That night, Xuanzang was meditating in prison, and a jailer came stupidly.

"I am the incarnation of the Fa-Ming Rulai, Golden Cicada, do you know what is wrong?"

Xuanzang's face was indifferent, and he replied: "What's wrong with the poor monk?"

"You are obsessed with crossing sentient beings, but you don't know that sentient beings are ignorant. Now he is being put in prison, just waiting for tomorrow to be beheaded. At that time, once the covenant of the tenth life has passed, the practice of the hundred lifetimes will disappear, and then reincarnate, it will be no different from a mortal. ”

Xuanzang smiled contemptuously.

"If you know what is wrong, I will save you from fire and water. When you get out of prison, you must do penance, and you will no longer have the delusion of crossing sentient beings. ”

Xuanzang closed his eyes, put his hands together and said: "All squabbies are ignorant, how can you and I be ignorant? If Xuanzang is asked to suffer this calamity, Xuanzang has nothing to say. Just wait for tomorrow noon, and break off this hundred generations of evil. ”

The jailer snorted, turned and left. After half a ring, he turned back and said, "Why do you insist on going west?"

"For the sake of taking the Dharma, the Dharma of purifying sentient beings. ”

"How do you know that there is the way you want on this westward journey?"

"I can't, so I asked Rulai to understand, and solved Baishi's doubts!"

"This trip to the west for 108,000 miles, there are many demons, and there are all kinds of dangers, how can you get it with the naked eye?"

"If there is no way in heaven and earth, let me die on the westward journey, and in the next life I will no longer be this bald donkey that cannot cut off mortal dust. After that, Xuanzang's eyes were closed tightly and he didn't say much.

The jailer shouted, but he couldn't bear it, and after a long time, Fang whispered: "On the way to the west, there is a mountain, called the Five Elements Mountain, and a divine monkey is pressed under the mountain, which is the king of ten thousand demons six hundred and fifty years ago. If he protects him, the road to the west will be smooth. I pass on two mantras to you, one can break the seal of the Five Elements Mountain, and the other can see through the hearts of mortals. This bento is the end of the agreement between you and me to take care of you that day. In the future, you can do it yourself. ”

......

In the imperial study, Taizong flipped through the folds, but he couldn't see it for a long time, and he was very irritable.

A minister quietly asked, "Why is it like this?" ”

"I'm thinking about the monk today. Purdue sentient beings...... I am so ambitious, but unfortunately I voted for the wrong sect. ”

"The minister has a word, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not. ”

"Speak, forgive your innocence. ”

The minister bowed and said, "Recently, Taoism has been very powerful, and there is a hidden tendency to infiltrate the imperial court and interfere in the government. If you let that Xuanzang take the true scriptures, Buddhism is prosperous, and it is also a method of containment. ”

"I have recognized that Lao Tzu as my ancestor, and you have no jokes. ”

The minister bowed his head and said yes, and said no more.

Not long after, a eunuch rushed in and said, "Your Majesty, today's monk Xuanzang has disappeared in prison!"

"Missing?" Taizong's hand holding the pen paused slightly.

"You must have crossed the prison to resist the decree and go west! Your Majesty can immediately draw up the decree, and send people out of the Shenwu Gate all the way west to search, and you will definitely be able to recover it!" said a minister.

"Don't chase. Taizong shook his head.

"So, someone sent the customs clearance disc?"

"I don't send it. Taizong still shook his head.

The eunuch and the minister looked at each other, at a loss, and after a long time, the minister cautiously asked: "Then, do you notify the checkpoints along the way and let them go?"

"Don't report it. With that, Taizong smiled and reached out to pick up the fold and read it carefully. 、

......

Outside Chang'an City, Xuanzang Lema looked back and looked at the endless prosperity of Chang'an.

"There is an autumn wind, there is a bright moon, one person and one horse, westward, it is enough!"

A great voyage that shook the Three Realms and Six Realms began. (To be continued......)

PS: Well, the style of painting is different, and this chapter was written two years ago......

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