As soon as the monk said this, Zhang Linxin knew that he had entered his own body, smiled slightly, and continued to ask quietly: "Okay, let me ask you again, is there a difference between men and women? The heart can be divided into high and low, and will the Buddha take another look at all sentient beings?"

When the girl asked this, he really stumped the monk, and after listening to these three questions, he kept thinking about the scriptures he had read, but none of them could answer them. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info thought for a while before he replied: "Amitabha, the female benefactor asked, the little monk is really not easy to answer, but this Buddhist scripture has a cloud 'all living beings are equal', I think there should be no distinction between high and low in the next world, right?"

Although Dugu Jian does not have much research on Buddhism, there is Fuyan Temple on Heng Mountain, which was the dojo of the seven ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Huairang Zen Master, and passed on to this life, the abbot is named Cigan Zen Master, and he is also a Taoist monk. He has a lot of dealings with Liu Qingzhou, and Dugujian has also heard the two talk about Buddhism, so he also understands Buddhism. But at this time, he didn't know how to answer Zhang Linxin's question. Despite this, when he heard the monk's answer, he guessed that the answer must be wrong.

Sure enough, I saw Zhang Linxin shake his head and continued: "What the master said is inevitably too simple. The wine-colored skin, the difference between men and women, are all stupid. Let me ask the master again: The Buddha said that the four are empty, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, if this is the case, how can there be a distinction between men and women?"

At this time, he asked the monk who knew that he could still use the Buddhist scriptures to explain one or two, and when the girl asked like this, where else could he answer? The monk frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't think of a reason, he hesitated and said, "This...... Ami ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Zhang Linxin: "Don't want Amitabha Buddha, I think the master is superb in Buddhism, since the Buddha regards the skins of men and women as empty, please ask the master to explain the unkind temple rules of your temple for the little woman." ”

The monk seemed to be stunned, scratching his bare head, turned around and began to think carefully, and kept chanting in his mouth: "This, this, the heart is born, the mind is born, the mind is born, and there is no Buddha without the heart...... There is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures, 'color is emptiness, emptiness is color', why? Why?" he didn't care about guarding the gate, so he raised his feet and walked inside, as if he was going to ask his master for clarification.

Zhang Linxin watched the monk leave the guarded door and left, and said to Dugu Jian with a smile: "Brother Dugu, let's go in?" Dugu Jian looked at the girl, as if he didn't know her, stared at her and looked at her, and asked, "Lin'er, where did you learn the great truths of these Buddhist scriptures?" The girl snorted, glanced around, and replied: "Hehe, where do I know any Buddhist scriptures, they are all nonsense." This monk opens his mouth to be an Amitabha Buddha, closes his mouth with a Buddhist scripture and clouds, and at first glance it is a taro big wooden fish, and he is stupid in chanting the scriptures, otherwise how can he be so easy to be asked by me?"

Dugu Jian tapped a light touch on her forehead and said with a smile: "You are really a quirk, such a difficult question can be asked by you, even I can't think of an answer." The girl stuck out her tongue, made a grimace, and took Dugu Jian's hand, "Brother Dugu, let's go in, hurry up and find the old monk." Dugu Jian nodded.

The two of them were about to walk towards the temple. Before they stepped into the door, they saw an old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a big red robe with a bitter face blocking their way. The old monk clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the two donors, please stay." ”

When the girl saw this old monk, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, and whispered to Dugu Jian: "Brother Dugu, I just sent a small one, and this is an old one, it seems that Shaolin Temple is really a tiger's den in Longtan, and it is not easy to enter." ”

Unexpectedly, the old monk listened to the girl's words clearly, and only heard him say: "Amitabha, this female benefactor, Shaolin Temple is not a Longtan tiger's den, and pilgrims will not be allowed to visit." However, the temple has always refused to allow female guests to enter, so I wonder how you got in?"

The girl pursed her lips and said to Dugu Jian again: "Come here again, Brother Dugu, look at me." She looked at the old monk again and asked, "I don't know what the master is called?"

The old monk replied: "The old man is unwise, and he also asked the female benefactor to answer the old man's question first." ”

"It turns out that he is the Master of Wisdom!" Kenshin thought to himself. "Hypocrisy, poor and wise", these four are the four senior monks of Shaolin Temple, they are not only good at kung fu, but also exquisite Buddhism, and they are first-class in the world. This unwise master, who is the first seat of the Discipline Academy, enforces the law selflessly and does not shy away from it. At that time, Master Wuxu did not discuss with the people in the temple, and personally led the monks down the mountain to fight against the Jin soldiers, violating the door rules, and was punished by Master Wuzhi in accordance with the temple rules. From this, it can be seen that he is a person who does not show favoritism.

Zhang Linxin shook his head and said to Master Wuzhi: "The master asked, the little girl didn't dare not answer, our brothers and sisters came to your temple and wanted to see this ancient temple praised by the world." But who knew that the monk said that Shaolin Temple did not accept female guests. Although the little woman has not experienced much, she has still been to a lot of temples in this world, and there is no temple that says that female guests are not allowed to enter. I talked a few words about the Dharma with the master who knew the guest, but the master couldn't answer the little girl's question, so he turned back. We just came in, and I don't know what questions the master has. ”

Master Wuzhi replied: "Amitabha, since the female benefactor has been told that female guests are not allowed to enter our temple, how can she still trespass at will and break the rules of our temple, it is really a sin. ”

The girl looked at Wuzhi as if she had dropped her book bag, sneered and shook her head, "The master's words are wrong! Let me ask the master: The heart has thoughts, thoughts of the Buddha, and there has been no thought, but there has been a Buddha?" In her heart, she thought: "The little monk is stumped by me, and see how you, the old monk, can answer." ”

Unexpectedly, Master Wuzhi didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Amitabha, the female benefactor is wrong. The Buddha is self-existent, self-existent, self-withering, and self-glorious, but how can it be born of our mortal minds?"

Listening to Wuzhi's answer, the girl was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect this old monk to be able to answer. The girl was faintly unhappy in her heart, and the sharp weapon she relied on was easily dissolved by the old monk. She rolled her eyes and asked again, "Well, this is even if the master is reasonable." Then let me ask the master again: Is there a difference between men and women in the mind?

Master Wuzhi still didn't think twice, and opened his mouth and said, "That's a good question! I didn't expect that the female benefactor was so young and had such a deep study of Buddhism, which really made the old man admire." In the Buddha's view, there is no difference between sentient beings. But we are all mortal bodies, so naturally we can't be innocent in our hearts. The reason why Shaolin has strict rules is that the monks need to restrain themselves, practice hard, and brush away the dirt in their hearts, so that they can realize the realm of our Buddha that embraces all things. Otherwise, why should the monks be restrained by such rules?"

The girl was speechless at the moment, and she asked the monk to stop, but she was stopped by the answer of the master of Wuzhi, "This ...... Forehead......" She opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to ask.

Dugu Jian listened to the master's opinions on the side, and couldn't help but admire: "The master's Buddhism is exquisite, and he deserves to be a monk, it's really good, the younger generation has been taught, thank you for the master's guidance." ”

Master Wuzhi smiled slightly, and said, "Does the female donor understand? The girl was a little unhappy in her heart, and she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Dugu Jian hurriedly said: "Master, the junior is Dugu Jian of the Hengshan faction, and I have something important to ask to see Master Wuxu, the abbot of your temple." ”

"Oh, you are Dugu Jian, but the master is the head of Liu Qingzhou?" Master Wuzhi was also a little surprised.

"Yes, it's the family teacher. The younger generation came this time, it is indeed a very important matter, and I also ask the master to be accommodating. ”

Master Wuzhi shook his head and said: "If Dugu Shaoxia wants to enter the temple, it's no problem, but this female donor, please forgive the old man for being rude, the rules of our temple for hundreds of years really can't be broken." ”

(To be continued.) )