Chapter 706 Zhang Luo Draws a Net to Wait for the Big Buddha (I)
In the city of Chang'an, there are many powerful people, and there are high-rollers from all over the world, people from all over the world, and ministers from all over the world.
Therefore, there are always endless gossip, endless new things, endless stories, and endless customs.
But suddenly, as if it was just three or two days' work, a piece of news grabbed the headlines and spread throughout Chang'an City, and even many high-ranking magnates had heard of it.
The news is that the debate master of Huichang Temple suddenly thought of a problem that was difficult to solve and even shook his mind.
Therefore, he took out a treasured three-foot-high golden Buddha as a reward.
Ask the smart people in Chang'an, wanting to know the answer to the question.
What is not a problem is irrelevant for many ordinary people.
However, in the rumor, the three-foot-tall golden Buddha is particularly dazzling.
Gold is extremely precious, not to mention a golden Buddha that has been consecrated by the master, it is even more valuable.
It's a bit too much to say that it's a rare treasure, but it's barely worth it.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to answer the question and take this golden Buddha home?
But all people, in the face of some things that rely on luck or gambling on talent, will have a kind of blind self-confidence, always feel that what others can't do, I can't say I can do it, and then how, how.
So since the day the news came out, many people rushed to Huichang Temple.
Nowadays, Huichang Temple is congested and overcrowded.
The incense that naturally came with it was also extraordinarily prosperous, which provoked several other temples in Chang'an, and they didn't know how much they were red.
And on the square outside the main hall of Huichang Temple, in the middle of a high platform, there is a golden Buddha of more than three feet.
The golden Buddha is shining with golden light in the sun, and it is decorated with jewelry, jade, and glass to decorate the magic weapon held in the Buddha's hand, which is more solemn and extravagant.
Chu He sat on the side of the high platform, his white robe draped over his body, sometimes gently swept by the breeze, but he did not waver at all, closed his eyes and practiced meditation, and the six roots were pure.
"It's been two days, what's the problem, you should hurry up! It's been so exhausting, who knows if it's you poor monks, in order to make money for incense, deliberately playing tricks?"
The quiet place of Buddhism is full of noise.
The sound of cursing has become more and more, and it has gradually become more and more heard.
Some of these scolding people are really short-tempered and impatient, and some are not excluded from other Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in Chang'an.
There are people in Chang'an City who have spare money to burn incense, and there are so many people who come to Huichang Temple, and naturally there are fewer people who go to other temples and Taoist temples.
If you cut off your financial route, if you kill your parents, invite a few sailors to scold you, which is already a very polite approach.
Boom!
Chu He knocked on the big wooden fish in front of him.
The sound was naturally mixed with a sense of purity, a cold breath, with the Chu River as the core, quietly spreading around, making the originally noisy crowd gradually quiet down.
Chu He opened his eyes and scanned the crowd.
I didn't find out who looked like Master Xuanzang.
"It's almost time, and even if he's not here, I'm talking about it now, and after the tap water and the water army I paid for, he should have heard about it. As long as he is interested, he will definitely come back. Thinking of this, Chu He decided not to hang his appetite anymore, but to directly say the problem.
As for why it wasn't announced at the beginning, it was, of course, to pick up the heat and keep it for a while by the way.
Even if the spiritual life of the ancient people was poor, but this is Chang'an, the core of the coming dynasty of all countries, except for Li Shimin's gossip, there is no news of the heat, and it can continue to occupy the top spot here for more than three days.
Chu He's eyes swept over the crowd calmly, and then he spoke: "A few days ago, the poor monk had a dream, and in a daze, he suddenly had a question, and he didn't know how to solve it. Ask several division commanders, and it is difficult to get anything. Therefore, we can only turn to people for help, or we can solve our doubts. ”
"The little monk is talking a lot of nonsense, what's the problem, don't come quickly, don't say it again, you... Grandpa, I'll hit you first, you're full of teeth!" A savage, rugged voice sounded from one end of the square.
Chu He was slightly stunned, he had secretly used the Buddhist Sect spell before, it was to calm the restless heart and reduce the fire of the heart, even if he invited the water army to deliberately make trouble, he should not have any desire to attack at this moment.
When he glanced over, he saw a bearded man, even in a gorgeous brocade robe, who looked like a bandit and a bandit, staring at him with round eyes.
As soon as the eyes of heaven opened, I saw that this person was extravagant, and the purple was mixed with scattered and chaotic yellow light.
"Tianhuang nobles, people in the royal family?" Chu He was a little puzzled.
It is easy to understand that luck with purple is easy to understand, there are big guys with heads and faces in Chang'an City, all of them are destined to be purple, and all of them are heavenly officials.
It is precisely with the assistance of these civil and military heroes that Li Shimin's emperor can become more and more beautiful, and the forces of Buddhism and Taoism do not dare to interfere too much in the affairs of the court.
But purple is mixed with imperial energy, which is not incomprehensible at all.
Ordinary royal relatives, or heavenly nobles, their luck is based on the yellow imperial qi as the core, and the rest of the different colors and degrees of luck are the outer layer.
And this guy in front of him is a mixture of purple light and a little bit of yellow light, which is very different.
Purple with yellow, only the prince who is qualified to inherit the unification is possible.
But among Li Shimin's sons, there shouldn't be such a fierce-looking, bearded, and not young guy at first glance!
Retracting his thoughts, Chu He didn't care about that much, so he opened his mouth and continued: "Dare to ask you, the Buddha is omnipotent?"
As a disciple of Buddhism, in front of the public, he actually asked such a question, which can be called deviant.
Fortunately, this is an open Datang, even if it is a monk, there are not so many unwarranted restraints, and the atmosphere is very free.
Therefore, although Chu He's question is a bit 'excessive', no one has come forward to directly brand Chu He as a heretic.
"Hahaha! I thought it was something. Little monk, your grandfather, I'll tell you. The Buddha is indeed omnipotent. "It's still the rude beard, when he looks up and laughs, the whiskers are like flying steel needles. There is always a suspicion that when he bows his head, the beard will pierce his own chest.
"Okay, little monk, I answered the question, grandpa, bring your golden Buddha!" The bearded man pushed away the two big men in front of him, and strode forward.
"Donor, slow down! The little monk's question is not over yet. What the little monk really wanted to ask was, since the Buddha was omnipotent, could the Buddha create a stone that he couldn't lift himself?" Chu He finally asked the real question.
This is really a variant of whether God can create a stone that he cannot lift.
Chu He thought about it for two days, although he felt that this question was a bit old-fashioned, but at this time, it was still applicable, so he used it helplessly.