Chapter Seventy-Five: Where to Go (Part I)

See the popular in the empty place, see the empty silence in the popular place, Zen one way, clear heart and clear heart see in sex, wonderful self-wonderful. The sleeves of the bitter master fly, and the stream is still, which is for Zen; in the stillness, jumping a line of water droplets, it is for Zen; and suddenly, the rainbow flies through the void, which is also Zen. Step by step, the rainbow qi is up, the figure of the bitter non-Zen is real and virtual, virtual and real, and it has changed several times. The lush green grass on the side of the stream, and the mountains and rocks not far away, also seem to be virtual and real.

This space is not created by the meaning of Zen, and all of them are Zen. It's for Zen.

Kufei Zen to the top of the rainbow, invited: "Childe, please." ”

The wind is light on the night, the cold is cold, and the light points disappear in vain. Han'er hugged back and forth, forming a circle of light back and forth, and the emptiness of the Zen realm was a little more agile.

The cold is in front, the wind is light at night, and the rainbow is like a substance. Climb the rainbow and look, the scenery of the stream changes in a trance, the distant mountains are passing, the stream below, the vast smoke waves. Master Ku's Zen realm has reached an extremely high level, that is, "the boundlessness of the heart and the boundlessness of the path".

Look at each other and smile, and sit down.

"The Zen tea of the poor monk has a different name, called 'Crazy Leaf'. Kufei Zen repeated the name of Zen tea, twisted the tea seeds, placed them in Hauni, and then said: "I have been looking for Zen all my life, and the farther and farther I looked, and finally I felt that the whole world is Zen, and the whole world is not Zen. As a result, the place of residence was changed from 'Tagiju' to 'Irikiju'. ”

Han'er stretched out her claws and tossed the tea seeds, unable to answer such an esoteric Zen principle of Master Ku. The young man pondered and said uncertainly: "People say that there are many different paths in the world, and if you go any way, in the eyes of others, is it not the wrong way to enter? Or do you also regard others as the wrong way because of the different paths you take?"

Ku Fei Zen smiled and nodded, "Childe has entered Zen." This tea deserves to be drunk. ”

The implication is that if the wind and night answer is not good, or it is not as good as it should be, it is another cup of Zen tea. Master Ku lightly picked up his little fingers, and a stream of water jumped out of the smooth mirror-like stream, swaying upward, flowing through the tea seeds placed above the rainbow, and falling on the other side, splashing like a waterfall. The water in front of you is continuous, because of the Zen realm, the light and shadow are like a dream, and it is a strange scene of "half a purple atmosphere, sprinkled out of the clouds". Soon, the tea seeds soaked in the water flowed with Yaobi.

"Poor monks seek Zen and enter the wrong way. Ku Fei Zen said: "If you don't talk about some Zen, there is no meaning for 'the way of Zen tea'." Through the growth of this tea, I nagged about Zen things, and somehow, I loved to talk, and someone could listen to it. But in the Buddha realm and even in the Izumo cultivation realm, how many people can chat with poor monks? So, I'm willing to find someone like Master Zhongzi, someone to talk to, someone to listen to, or listen to others, and be happy. ”

"The master is lonely, and he is 'misguided', but he is humble. Feng Qingye said.

"Hehe, after drinking Zen tea, the son knows that the poor monk is on the wrong path. Ku Fei Zen said: "Zen is a way, I only admire the master of heavy foolishness in Weishui Shamen." ”

"Oh?"

"He was a man from thousands of years ago. Ku Fei Zen said.

The master of heavy foolishness described by Kufei Zen is not well known. Tianlong has a mountain, the name is Weiyang Mountain, a stream in the mountain, the name Weishui. Weishui Shamen has a unique position in the line of Zen Buddhism and has greatly influenced the development of Zen Buddhism. Master Chongyu is actually an ordinary monk in Weishui Shamen, and he is known as "master" because of his "Zen" thing.

The master of heavy foolishness likes to travel in the mountains and wilderness, and tramples on cow dung. Cattle arrows, dry roads or grass, big lumps, flattened, the heavy fool master suddenly had the urge to step on a few feet, and after the first time, he couldn't stop. One foot on it, soft and tough, the sound inside, empty and sparse, like a rare Zen sound, insignificant cow arrow, unique outside the world, good to hear. Master Hui Yue said, "Good Zen, good Zen". Therefore, the tour of the mountains and wilderness, every cow and arrow must be stepped on, and the heart is happy. As for the rainy days in spring, the cattle arrows are not easy to wither, the color is bright, and the impulse to step on them is even more unbearable.

This foot flew down, and suddenly it fell, and the whole world was sparsely rotten on the soles of the feet. The sound of "nourishment" was moist and delicate, and the master of heavy foolishness shouted "good Zen". The soles of the shoes are stained with the stuffy things, the grass is rubbed, the weeds are drenched in the drizzle, smooth and soft, the feet come and go, and the Zen rhyme is different. Master Chongyu shouted "good Zen, good Zen" again, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This is the story of "Ushiya Zen".

The wind is light on the night, the cold listens carefully, and the more you listen, the more uncomfortable you become. Stepping on a pile of dry cow dung is considered Zen, stepping on a wet foot of cow dung is also considered Zen, and rubbing the grass-green things is still considered Zen.

"This Zen is as reckless and naΓ―ve as a master of heavy foolishness, how can a poor monk not be able to achieve it?" Kufei Zen sighed.

Feng Qingye said, "We are actually similar to Master Heavy Fool. ”

Ku Fei Zen straightened his waist and asked, "What's the solution?"

"We only see the recklessness and naivety of Master Chongyu, but we don't see our own recklessness and naivety. The young man said: "Although I don't know if it's right or not, Master Chongyu's 'Ushiya Zen' is more in a self-happiness." ”

"Self-happiness?" said Ku Fei Zen and Mo Wen at the same time.

This self-happiness is the pleasure of life. Feng Qingye said: "Because of life, you can travel to the mountains and wilderness, and you can be uninhibited." Even Ushiya felt the joy of living in the world by seeing it. Aren't we equally happy because we exist in this world?"

Kufei Zen's eyes are bright.

"Perhaps, Zen is different, but happiness is the same. The boy said.

After thinking for half an hour, Ku Feizen laughed and said, "Wonderful, wonderful." The poor monk really didn't misunderstand the son. ”

The wind light night said this, disdainful of the foolish master's intercession, but also chewed out the fun. Mo asked the wind and asked, "Brother, what do you think of these words?"

The young man's thoughts drifted, and he said truthfully: "If Han'er and I meet a person who steps on the cow arrow with relish, we will also give it a try......"

"Because of happiness!" said Kufei Zen Murphy.

So, the three of them stretched out their feet and claws, and stomped a few times, just like above the rainbow, there happened to be a few lumps of things. Mo asked Qingle and said: "Me and Han'er, stepping on the dry one." Fresh and shiny cow dung belongs to the two of you. ”

Kufei Zen repeatedly praised "the female donor is wonderful, and the female donor is wonderful".

"So, what is happy is Zen, and what is bitter is not Zen?" Mo asked a word, and then asked the bitter master to silence.

Bitter non-Zen could not bear fruit, looked at the tea seeds and said: "First taste the Zen tea of the wild eye." ”

The tone was suddenly low and magnetic, pointing to the sky, and said: "Indulge in things, get rid of the traces, and return to the wilderness." A leaf and an obstacle to autumn, how do you know the majesty of the leaf, separated from all the troubles in the world......?

Sure enough, the breeze rippled.

"The way of heaven is vague, the Buddha nature is unknown, the world is cangsang, even if you have seen millions of zhang of red dust, the heart covered with dust, how can it be as clear as a new leaf......?"

Sure enough, the light rain came.

Those winds and rains, under the care of Master Ku's method, gradually condensed in one place, wrapping the tea seeds.

At this time, his voice changed again, with indescribable compassion: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi." Where did it come from, and where will it go?, ...... flowering and fruiting"β€”β€”

Author's note: I am a fool. When I was young, I walked dozens of miles of rugged mountain roads at night, and used pine bark torches to do the "elegant things" of seeking Zen in Weishan. The temple of the Yang Sect of Shi Wei is withered, and in the dark night, only the shadow of a tree is seen. Outside the temple gate, he stood for about a minute, saying, "I have found Zen", and returned from the mountains and mountains overnight. Remember. Also dedicated to my teenage self.