In Tongtai Temple, the nameless old monk was on the cliff behind, accompanying Master Ziming to be punished together. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Ziming's monk's robe had been torn, and there was a large piece of black green at the corner of his mouth, although he was bullied by Lichen and the Fan brothers, but he didn't fight back, nor did he scold, but just desperately protected the golden lock on his chest and refused to let them take it.

The old monk Nameless had been watching a few of their little monks fight with Ziming, but he didn't come forward to stop him, and when the abbot rushed over, he was displeased when he saw that he didn't stop or persuade him.

"Amitabha, nameless master, why don't you stop them when you see a few of them messing around here?" asked Abbot Wen Yan.

"Abbot, in the eyes of the old monk, there is no fight in this world, all kinds of fights in the world do not enter my eyes, and all kinds of evil words do not enter my ears. Nameless replied.

"But several of them are still children, and that Zi Ming is the emperor's attendant today, if he has three long and two short, how can the old monk explain to the emperor?" The deacon in the temple pulled away a few of their little novices, although he was a senior monk who had practiced for many years, but he didn't know much about the nameless approach.

"Abbot, do you see why they are fighting?" asked Nameless with a slight smile.

"The old monk just came here, and I don't know why they are fighting. ”

"Can the abbot go and ask?" The nameless stepped forward, and saw that Ziming's monk's robe was also torn, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was pressed to the ground by the two or three little novices and beaten up, although his body was in pain, but he was stubborn. When he saw the deacon come forward to inquire, although he was very aggrieved in his heart, he stood there without saying a word.

"I ask you why you're fighting?" the deacon monk couldn't help but ask, seeing that none of them spoke.

"Back to Master, that Zi Ming Six Roots are not pure, and a few of us just want to teach him a lesson. Lichen replied timidly.

"Where are the six roots of Ziming not pure?" asked the deacon monk with some puzzlement.

"Since he is a monk, why does he still carry a golden lock, we just want to touch it, look at it, and he gets angry, aren't there six impurities?" replied Fan Ye dissatisfied.

"These six purifications can only be achieved by great wisdom and wisdom, and the little novices like you, who have read the scriptures and do not know the deep meaning, but they impose these six impure words on Ziming's body, what is the reason for you to do this?" the deacon monk rebuked them.

"Master, we also saw a golden lock on his body, and we wanted him to take it down and take a look, but Ziming not only didn't show it, but also became angry. He bowed his head and preached.

"That Zi Ming is from an aristocratic family, and he brought a golden lock, why do you have to make more trouble?"

"Monks, why can't you let go of those things outside your body?" replied dissatisfied.

"A few little masters are only afraid that your six roots are not pure. The nameless master who copied the scriptures suddenly spoke.

Nameless looked at the little novices and smiled slightly: "When ordinary people see the mistakes and shortcomings of others in their eyes, it is because their own hearts are not pure, and if their hearts are not pure, their bodies are not pure, and if their hearts are evil, everything is evil. ”

When the abbot heard these nameless words from the side, he was secretly surprised in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that a monk who copied the scriptures could actually say such words of great wisdom.

"Nameless, the old monk hasn't asked you yet, they are a few tears together, why don't you stop them, aren't you afraid that they will hurt each other?" asked the deacon monk with some dissatisfaction.

"Everything has a cause and effect, this matter has nothing to do with Master Ziming, the cause is that they arise from the mortal and the dust, if I interfere by force, it will destroy the balance between cause and effect. The nameless replied with his hands folded.

"What...... What a causal balance, you are simply gibberish here. The sweeping monk was a little annoyed, "You are also a monk, and you should come forward to stop injustice, but instead of stopping it, you also said something cool on the side. ”

"Since the old man is wrong, I am willing to be punished with these little masters. "The nameless took it calmly.

"Master Abbot, Master Deacon, we were wrong, we will never dare to do it again, please don't punish us ...... Master" A few little novices hurriedly bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes.

Fan Yu, who was standing on the side, was silent, but he was extremely stubborn at a young age, and today's incident was indeed caused by those little novices, although he couldn't help but fight back, but after all, several children were children's hearts, and they didn't go to their hearts, but when they saw that the nameless monk was reprimanded by the deacon monk, he felt sorry for him in his heart, so he stood there without saying a word.

"You will all be punished! It's just that a few of you went to help the deacon clean the courtyard in the temple, and the two of you went to the bottom of the cliff to think about it. The abbot, who had not spoken, opened his mouth at this time.

The nameless general thought back to what had just happened, and smiled slightly. That Fan Yu's monk's robe had been torn by those children, and at this time, the cool breeze had risen in the night, and the broken sleeves were ridiculously swinging in the wind, and Nameless naturally couldn't help laughing. Fan Yu looked at him unhappily and said, "The master is thinking about it at this time, why is he distracted?"

"Master Ziming, the old monk has something unclear, I wonder if Master Ziming can help me solve my doubts?" asked with a nameless smile.

"Master, you are a high monk who is destined for the Dharma, what is the matter that you can't understand?" Fan Yu looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Oh?!Where did Master Ziming see that I am a monk with a fate?"

"Master is out of the way, and his realm is naturally much higher than Ziming. Fan Yu touched the golden lock on his chest that was almost snatched away by Fan and them, and he was still a little nervous in his heart.

Nameless nodded silently, this child in front of him is an extremely smart person, but he came to the wrong place, he is a person who is related to Buddhism, this child in front of him should not have come to this lonely place of pure cultivation and lived a life that is very different from his age.

"Ziming, why don't you give up that mundane thing on your body?" asked Nameless.

Fan Yu looked down at the golden lock hidden in his chest, he remembered his mother's entrustment, and didn't know how to answer Nameless.

"Ziming, do you know that there are eight hardships in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go. Nameless asked, still smiling.

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such. Ziming replied softly.

"How can you memorize this "Diamond Sutra"?" asked Nameless with some surprise, this Ziming reacted so quickly, and the scriptures were memorized smoothly, and Yu Buddhism's understanding was not like a child, but more like a wise man who had studied and read.

"Ziming can memorize the entire text of the "Diamond Sutra", but in many places, Ziming doesn't understand it very well. Fan Yu answered him honestly.

"Who taught you to memorize this scripture?" Nameless frowned slightly, this "Diamond Sutra" is the treasure of Zen Buddhism, and there are few people in this world who can interpret it, and this Master Ziming can open his mouth to recite this scripture, which is not easy.