Under the Bodhi tree, the Zen monks bid farewell to their sons.

When you come, when you go, seven days have passed, and it's time for Childe to hit the road.

After staying for seven days and seeing it seven times, Wuzen's condition is very good, and it is 70% better.

The remaining three percent are also worry-free.

The simplest way is often the most effective way, whether it is orthodox medical skills or sideways, it is easy to use, so why bother with gains and losses. The easiest way is that since you can't change the world without Zen, then you can change the world, it's hard to change the world, but it's not difficult to change the world without Zen, and Wu Zen is a little monk who can't be simpler anymore. Sending the Buddha to the west, seventy percent is enough, and the remaining thirty percent have their own monks working together, not to mention the miracle doctor Lingxiu monk.

Good, good, Amitabha, Lingxiu said this, and the monks said this, Murong Gongzi has accumulated great merit. Needless to say, there is a reward, food, clothing, housing and shelter, plus a bottle of medicine. There is a way that it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, just like knowing others and knowing himself, Murong Gongzi's eye disease was shown to him by Lingxiu back then, and the medicine was Bodhi to remove the puff, and the drops were used to prevent blindness. Therefore, Gongzi is here for Wuzen, and he is also here for Fang Yin, and he is here for himself.

Don't ask the monks, just ask the empty news, when the son is leaving, it is still the same question: "Regardless of everything, just ask a filial piety word, please ask the abbot of the empty news to solve it." ”

There is no solution, the monks are quiet, and the son is asking the wrong person: "Don't be obsessed with it, but it will be." ”

Others don't understand this, but Murong Gongzi must study it deeply: "If there is a person who is addicted to gambling and sells his wife and children. Lost conscience - "This is the three flowers. Here's an example: "He is a father. What is his son's filial piety? What will his filial piety do?" If he does it, he will reply to him with a sentence of repaying grievances with virtue, and he will definitely say that he will repay grievances with virtue and how to repay virtue, but the son is no longer the son of the year, and the empty news is no longer the empty news of the year: "If you don't have to suffer it, you don't know it." “

"Lingxiu, you say. Childe shook his head and said with a smile: "Great monk." Thou shalt give me back an understanding today. ”

Lingxiu also participated in this topic back then, Murong Gongzi is an unfilial person, and Lingxiu also advised him to put filial piety first, and to practice filial piety as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be a time when he will regret it. But there are thousands of words, and the reason doesn't make sense, Murong Gongzi said at that time that filial piety is not a matter of course, and it is worth it just to see if one is worth it. Some people are not worthy of being parents, so there is no need to be filial to them as parents, such as his father Yu Shen. Yu is deeper than deeper. The resentment is too deep, and not to mention the depth, just look at Lingxiu's explanation at this time-

"I understand to you who will give to me. Lingxiu smiled bitterly and sighed: "Just like grievances, just like good and evil, there is no fairness in the world, there is a theory of cause and effect, it is the Buddha who said that all laws are empty, cause and effect are not empty-" The words are this, Gongzi raised his eyebrows, and sneered: "Good men and women listen sincerely, listen to the three world cause and effect scriptures, wealth and poverty are determined by heaven, and the past life is cultivated to the present world, haha, haha, hahaha!" ”

"If there is one, one wife, two concubines, and seven sons and daughters. The monk and the son were all listening, and Lingxiu began to tell the story: "It is the wife and young son, who coincided with the disaster year, and the whole family was already out of food and food, and the whole family was going to starve to death, if you were that person, what should you do at that time?" The son smiled and said lightly: "Kill." As soon as the word came out, everyone changed color, but Lingxiu also smiled: "Why don't you wait? Why can't you wait?" Gongzi replied: "Kill one person, live ten people, take advantage of the flesh and blood is still abundant, and cook it in a pot to eat first." ”

"Kill your wife, kill your concubine, kill your son, kill your daughter, kill that baby child, or do you want to be a hairy boy?" Lingxiu has a red mouth and white teeth, and generally talks and laughs, and suddenly hears an angry shout and thunder: "Go!" This is empty sadness spoke, empty sadness angrily pointed to a group of young monks, and pointed to the Daxiong Treasure Hall: "Recite the scriptures!" This, children can't listen, a group of wordless monks covered their ears and retreated, and went to chant the scriptures: "Amitabha Buddha Amitabha, sin—"

"My wife and concubine are in trouble together, the children are not enough to eat, and since there are hairy boys, they commit suicide first and fall into the pot. Gongzi sighed, and said with a helpless smile: "I gave birth to him and raised him, he eats me and drinks me, so fair and authentic, it can be regarded as a reward." Lingxiu nodded, and smiled helplessly: "The eldest son is full of years, he is eighteen, his blood is strong, Kong Wu is powerful, at that time you had the intention of killing him, and he also had the intention of killing you, once you start killing father and son, who will talk to you about that kindness?"

This time, Childe groaned a little and said, "If I were the eldest son, I would be killed." ”

"If there are no brothers and sisters, if there is no mother, if there is only your father and son, what will happen?" Lingxiu only asked, and asking is answering.

"It's all up to him, how he treats me on weekdays. This time, Childe didn't think twice.

"He gave birth to you and raised you, and he also beat you and scolded you, so he said that his nature is cold, and he is not heinous, and I will ask you-" Lingxiu was about to say more, but interrupted him again: "Don't say it again, if you want me to repay the favor, I will take revenge, I have no brothers and sisters but I have a mother, Lingxiu, Murong family affairs you know." Lingxiu lowered his head, pondered for a while, and said: "Lingxiu knows, but the skin, Lingxiu only knows about your family, and you may not know everything, not necessarily as you think, as you think, you should, dang, hey!"

The people are long gone, and the figures are gone.

Murong Gongzi has never listened to persuasion, he comes in the clouds and goes in the wind, and he lives a very selfish life.

"No wonder you don't say it. Lingxiu glanced at it with a wry smile and said in her heart.

"So I don't say. "Kongwen is the eminent monk," he said.

"Why did he ask again if he didn't listen?" Lingxiu asked.

"If you don't listen, why do you ask again?"

Lingxiu is also a monk who does not listen to persuasion and is very self-conscious: "Uncle Empty Compassion, you should give me back an understanding today." ”

All the monks scattered, and they dispersed in a hurry.

Under the Bodhi tree, there is a monk with a smile on his leaves, red lips and white teeth.

In the Zen room, the spirit stone is alone, and there is no Zen in sleeping, sleeping until the sky is old.

He was asleep and smiling, and Wu Chan was holding an object tightly in his hand, which was a gift from Brother Fang Yin to Wu Chan.

There is an agreement, and another agreement, and when the sound of cicadas spreads all over the mountains, this time, Wuzen will definitely not miss the appointment!

Brother Fang Yin came the night before yesterday, and Brother Fang Yin left yesterday morning.

Of course Wuzen knows, that's what it looks like.

Time is going back, memories are draining, everything is a dream bubble, only the things in your hands are real, enough to make Wuzen sleep peacefully, down-to-earth-

It was one, a large copper plate, printed with a double fish, turtle and snake, and the word was for thousands of generations. (To be continued......)