The little monk walked towards the sect after leaving Ningdu Village, and the little monk always had a smile on his face along the way, and the marriage with Erniu in early summer still made him mess with it after all, and the father and son snorted angrily and left the home in early summer. But because of this, five days later, in early summer, he would leave Ningdu Village and go to Huaye City to learn art.

The little monk suffers from gains and losses, both happy and sad, happy that he doesn't have to marry in early summer, and sad that he is leaving Pushan in early summer. The little monk plans to return to Zen Buddhism and ask the master which mountain the Flower Shifting Sect is on, and if he has the opportunity to go down the mountain in the future, he will go to the Flower Leaf City to see, I heard that the scenery there is not bad!

The little monk returned to the temple, and as soon as he entered the gate of Zen Buddhism, he could see a towering stone Buddha in the courtyard, and the stone Buddha was none other than the Zen patriarch Shakya Sage! The little monk first bowed to the towering stone Buddha, and then walked towards his residence with a bowl and bowl. Before he could walk past the stone Buddha, the little monk felt something hit him on the head.

The little monk turned his head to look, but there was no one, he scratched his head and muttered, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a robe blocking in front of him. The little monk looked up and saw a kind white-eyed old monk standing in front of him.

The little monk hurriedly folded his hands and bowed respectfully to the old monk and said, "Master, Huineng has returned." "This white-eyed old monk is none other than the abbot Mingjing, the helmsman of Zen Buddhism.

Abbot Mingjing said lightly: "I went to the early summer home again?"

The little monk bent down and said yes, and the abbot of Mingjing continued: "It's just a fate, what else have you done?"

The little monk hesitated for a moment and said, "I also talked about Buddhism with my father in early summer." ”

"Buddhism?!" the white eyebrows of the abbot of Mingjing stood up, "As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one family, your set of Buddhism is equivalent to destroying ten Zen sects!"

The little monk was stunned, he didn't expect the master to know what he had done, his eyes were very aura, and he said with a smile: "Master, have you ever heard a sentence in our Zen Buddhism, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter! ”

"You!!" The abbot of Mingjing was furious by these fallacies of the little monk, "You can tell me how you saved Chu Xia's life! I think those two children do have a husband and wife fate! Aren't you forcibly breaking up their fate by doing this! It's not bad if you don't go to the Abi Hell, and you want to win the seventh-level floating slaughter!"

"Master, the monks don't speak, according to what the disciples have seen, the two of them are not married to each other, and the two cows are not worthy of early summer. "The little monk no longer gags.

"Oh, could it be that the old man is mistaken?" asked the abbot Mingjing.

The little monk shook his head, "The master is not mistaken, the two of them do have a husband and wife fate, but after today, the two of them will no longer have any cause and effect. With all due respect, it is difficult for the disciple to make great achievements in this life, and he dares to ask the master, how can the phoenix above the nine heavens be worthy of the insects on the ground?"

"Huineng, you have entered the phase! All beings in this world are equal, where is the wind of the nine heavens, and where is the insect on the earth. Abbot Mingjing stared at the little monk's eyes and said.

The little monk clasped his palms to his chest and said loudly: "The equality of all beings is the most delusional statement of Zen Buddhism! Some people are born to be the princes of the Son of Heaven, but some people are born to beg for the grass.

The abbot of Mingjing didn't say a word, just looked at the little monk, the little monk did not back down, met the old monk's gaze, and confronted each other. After a while, the old monk laughed, shook his head, and said, "You really aren't him." ”

The little monk also smiled and whispered, "I'm just me." ”

Abbot Mingjing looked at the little monk and asked, "When are you going to go down the mountain?"

"When the opportunity comes, I will go down the mountain. ”

The old monk nodded slightly, "How many relics have you absorbed?"

The little monk shook his head, "None of them have been absorbed." ”

The old monk frowned, "Why is it so slow?"

The little monk smiled and shook his head, "The opportunity has not yet arrived." When the towering stone Buddha no longer reaches the sky, that will be the day I become a Buddha. Amitabha!" After saying that, the little monk walked towards his residence.

When the old monk heard that he was no longer persecuted, the little monk had just walked a few steps, and suddenly turned his head to the old monk and asked, "Master, where is the Flower Shifting Sect!"

The old monk's eyebrows raised again, and he shouted: "The six impurities are empty, and emptiness is color! The color precept is the first major precept of the monks, you can copy the Guanyin Heart Sutra for me a hundred times now, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish copying it!"

The little monk turned his head with a wry smile and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "In this life, you can't become a Buddha." ”

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Five days later, the little monk came to Ningdu Village with a bowl early in the morning, and every time the little monk entered the village with a bowl because he made a mistake, he was punished by the master Mingjing Abbot to enter the village. This time it seems to be different. The little monk didn't make a mistake today, before dawn, the little monk got up early, sat on the threshold, supported his chin with both hands, and frowned bitterly. He raised his eyes to look at a dull and quaint clock, and then at the twilight drum hanging in the quadrangular pavilion on the side, showed a sly smile, stood up and walked towards the quadrangular pavilion.

The sun has not risen and the moon has set, the roosters have not crowed, the dogs have not crowed, the morning bell is too early to beat the twilight drum, and it is too late to knock on the twilight drum. If this really makes him ring, it will definitely wake up the whole temple, and even if the abbot of Mingjing does not punish him, the presiding elder of the Zen sect will not be able to get around him.

The little monk just picked up the drum hammer with a thick arm, waved his hand and slammed it towards the drum with all his strength, and just as the drum hammer was about to hit the drum surface, one hand stretched out and grabbed the drum hammer at a strange angle! The little monk was so shocked that he couldn't pull out the drum hammer even though he tried to eat milk, and that hand was like an iron hoop firmly locked the drum hammer in his hand, and he couldn't move forward a bit.

The little monk had no choice but to let go of the drum hammer in his hand, raised his head and looked at the old monk helplessly, this old monk was none other than the little monk's master Mingjing Abbot.

"Master, why did you get up so early today!" the little monk smiled.

"If the whole temple can't sleep for another moment, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell? Who let the old man take you as an apprentice!" said the old monk Gujing Wubo.

"Alas, master, the disciple knows that he is wrong! The disciple just doesn't go to Ningdu Village. The little monk sighed and said.

"Amitabha, you scumbag, you don't change your mistakes, you are not allowed to eat today, you go to Ningdu Village to make your own fate!"

"Uh...."The little monk was stunned for a moment, and instantly ecstatic, and shouted to the abbot of Mingjing, who had already walked away: "Disciple, thank you for the success of the master!" After speaking, he picked up the bowl and ran towards the outside of the sect.

The little monk ran in a hurry, and did not notice that although the old monk turned around, after hearing the word "fulfillment" in the mouth of the little monk, he stopped, his body was stunned, his eyes were slowly closed, and his hands were placed on his chest and he whispered the Guanyin Heart Sutra......

The little monk walked into Ningdu Village, did not stay longer, and went straight to his home in early summer. When I arrived at the door of the house in early summer, I saw that the girl had packed her bags, tied up her long green silk hair with a thick belt, faded the blue cotton silk skirt of the past, and replaced it with an ink-colored diagonal gown, which was driven out by the girl's mother every night with a candle lamp. The girl held an ordinary sword in her right hand, although this sword was cheap, but the girl's father begged many people to sell the old cow in the family for loyal, and from then on there was no old ox, and the rough man himself carried the iron plough to plough the land.

The little monk walked to Chu Xia's side and patted her, Chu Xia turned his head and saw that the person who came was the little monk, and forced a smile, and the little monk saw that the girl's eyes were red and knew that the girl had been crying a lot these days. That's right, the world only knows that the mother is worried about the child's journey, and the mother is not worried. But I don't know that although my son has traveled thousands of miles, his heart is still at home.

The little monk gently patted Chu Xia's shoulder and said softly, "Leave today?"

Chu Xia turned his back to the little monk and nodded, "Dad said that today is a good day, it is good to travel, and it is good to get married." ”

The little monk smiled bitterly when he heard this, "Is it suitable for both? It's really a good day and an auspicious day!" It's just that you have to choose one of the two, if you don't travel, you have to get married, it's really not beautiful!" After the little monk said this, he faintly heard the sound of the girl crying, and the little monk sighed, "Blame me for this, I hope you don't blame me." ”

Chu Xia shook his head, wiped his tears and said: "I don't blame you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been on that sedan chair today, and if I got on that sedan chair, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to see what the rivers and lakes are like in my life, but my father and mother have suffered, filial piety and righteousness can't be both, I'm sorry for their nurturing grace!"

"Don't think about it so much, if you really feel sorry for them, work hard to practice martial arts, and when you return home, you will be able to fulfill your filial piety. The little monk said.

Chu Xia nodded slightly, and at this time two figures walked out of the dilapidated hut, and the rough man was followed by a woman in simple clothes, although the woman was old, but the charm still existed, it is not difficult to see that she was also a beautiful girl when she was young, otherwise she would not have been born so water in early summer.

The woman looked at the tears that had not been wiped off in early summer, and couldn't hold back crying for a while, when she made gowns for early summer every day and night, she didn't know how many tears she slipped, and it was really not an exaggeration to say that she washed her face with tears, which of the mothers was willing to let her children go out to roam the rivers and lakes so young? The mother of early summer has never seen much of the world, nor has she studied, and has lived in this village all her life, but it does not mean that she does not know the darkness of the rivers and lakes! If you don't agree with each other, there are many people who draw knives, and this knife is to see blood, and it is naturally good to have high skills, but the person with poor kung fu will inevitably end up with a corpse separated. And his child is still a woman, and there are not a few lewd thieves and flower thieves on the rivers and lakes, if they are succeeded by the three indiscriminate means of rotten people, those who talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes will accept their fate if they eat and wipe clean, but if they meet those who do not follow the rules, what should they do if they eat and wipe clean and want to die?

Every time I think of the mother of early summer here, I don't dare to think about it anymore, she doesn't want to go to the rivers and lakes in early summer, but there is no way, the most important thing is to marry her husband, the only thing she can do is to take advantage of her daughter's still being, and she can look at it twice, for fear that her daughter will not have to see it after she goes down the mountain.

In the early summer, when she saw her mother crying, the tears she had just stopped poured out like a floodgate, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried. Seeing this, the little monk whispered on the side: "Amitabha." He didn't understand the pain of parting with this kind of family affection, and when he was sent to Zen Buddhism by his parents, he didn't have any waves in his heart, as if all this was taken for granted. From birth to before going up the mountain, he and his father and mother seemed to be strangers, or they were born to be ruthless, or Master Huiguang was reincarnated, or a son became a Buddha and nine ancestors ascended to heaven?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

The little monk was puzzled, and could only explain this as a profound Zen principle, and the old god was looking at the mother and daughter who were about to separate.

At this time, a crackling sound of firecrackers alarmed the quiet Ningdu Village in the past, and everyone looked along the sound of firecrackers, only to see a group of greeting teams wearing black and red blowing suona and walking in the direction of Chuxia's house.

In the front was a brown horse, a fat boy with a meaty face, dressed in red, sitting on a horse with a huge red flower pinned to his chest, looking at Hatsu with a smirk.

Behind the boy is a sedan chair carried by four people, and the sedan chair has a suona on the left and a right, and the song is festive and loud!

In the early summer, the family frowned and looked at the greeting team, the person in the front was Erniu, yes, but his own family had obviously pushed away this marriage, how could this Erniu family still send a greeting team? Isn't it married to a woman from another family? Impossible, Ningdu Village is not big, and if there is a little wind and grass, it will be known to those long-tongued women in a moment, and this kind of marriage is the favorite thing of those long-tongued women! But I haven't even heard any news, so I can only be my own girl!

Sure enough, Er Niu rode his horse to the door of the house of early summer and got off the horse bulkyly, and one of them almost fell down if he didn't stand firmly. Erniu happily ran to the front of Chu Xia and said: "Chu Xia, let's go, the sedan chair has been prepared, let's go to the church to get married!"

The rough man frowned and said: "Er Niu, didn't I say that this family business will be stopped for the time being! In early summer, she is going to go to the rivers and lakes, and she can't let her children's private affairs tie her up!"

Erniu was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "But my father didn't agree, so..."

"So what?!" the rough man asked.

"So, what you say about this doesn't count!" This sentence was not said by Erniu at all, but came from the side of the welcoming team. Everyone looked behind the sedan chair and saw a man dressed in bright clothes and a fat body walking out from behind the sedan chair, this person was Erniu's father.

"Lao Wang, what do you say you are doing! Isn't this embarrassing! Let's just talk about it in private, you have such a big formation, and in the end if it ends in embarrassment, you and I won't be able to get off the stage!" said Chu Xia's father, glancing at the neighbors who were already watching the excitement.

"Hehe, since my king has wealth, I am not afraid of being laughed at! This matter has already been said, but you actually say that you will regret it, where will I put the face of my old Wang family? Where do you put my king Youcai?" Er Niu Dad roared angrily.

When the early summer family saw that the second cow's father had torn his face, they didn't care about it so much, and the early summer father also said angrily: "Then what do you mean?!, is it possible to force my daughter to worship heaven and earth!"

Wang Youcai smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not so tasteless, it's okay not to worship heaven and earth today, but I can't go down the mountain in early summer, as for the right behind me, it's a joke, I still spend this bit of silver." ”

"You!, if you delay the future of early summer, are you responsible?" said early summer's father angrily.

Wang Youcai smiled disdainfully, and said: "You don't want to get an inch, don't you really know how many catties and taels you have? Lu Yan is the second real person? Don't you be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue! This little monk will make you stupefied with just a few words? Do you really believe that this girl in your family can become a master, haven't you heard that a child born of a dragon and a phoenix and a mouse can make a hole? If it weren't for the fact that your mother-in-law looks a little good, and I don't know what virtue she has accumulated, this gave birth to a girl who is very smart, otherwise where would you say it at this time!"

The little monk didn't expect Wang Youcai to lead the topic to himself, and hurriedly said: "Amitabha, donor, this is not true! You keep saying that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, but can you tell the little monk how the first dragon came when chaos first opened? How did the first wind come about? How did the first mouse come about? Isn't it all cause and effect!" If you let the early summer go down the mountain today, this is the cause planted, and what you get is the fruit of becoming a peerless master in early summer, but if you plant the cause of insisting on leaving the early summer, it will be difficult to say the fruit you will get in the future!"

"You little monk, sharp teeth and sharp mouth! Which senior monk of Zen Buddhism is your master, I will definitely let him punish you severely!" Wang Youcai can't read two big characters, where can he understand the Zen principle of chickens laying eggs and laying chickens, so he can only threaten angrily.

The little monk didn't care, and said with a smile: "Good, good, good, the little monk is a monk, he doesn't dare to speak, the little monk's master is the clear abbot of Zen Buddhism." ”

Wang Youcai's face was as ugly as eating a fly, he didn't expect that this inconspicuous little monk in front of him turned out to be a disciple of the abbot of Mingjing, this identity is not said to be him, that is, the general thief on the rivers and lakes did not dare to provoke easily when he heard this name, for fear of causing the hatred of the abbot of Mingjing, although Zen Buddhism accumulates virtue by doing good, Don't cause vulgar things as the criterion, but no one dares to forget the battle that broke out between Zen Buddhism and Senluo Mansion, the second largest demon sect in the rivers and lakes many years ago, the source of the fight is not remembered, but the bloody people of that battle are still fresh in their memories, and the most terrifying of them is the abbot of Zen Buddhism, Mingjing, that day he incarnated as a demon King Kong to kill hundreds of gangs of people in Senluo Mansion with his bare hands, blood, stained the Zen temple red......

ps: Today, the running man came to the school of turbid wine to record a show, and there are a sea of people, and turbid wine still decided to code words with peace of mind, hahaha! 5,000 words big chapter......