"He’s gone back after his work," I said.
"Great" Mei Zhu’s face lit up.
I nodded and smiled to show myself that I thought so. Later, all three of them were chatting and catching up. Lin Yicheng and Mei Zhu were both highly educated people. Their previous gaffes were uncontrollable. Now they have recovered their calm manners and manners as usual. The three of them soon recovered their modern feelings until the night fell and the Zhao family came to invite us to dinner. Only then did the three of them temporarily stop talking and get up to eat.
I don’t like earthly food. I drank a little wine with Lin Yicheng. After dinner, the three people got together again to talk. But this time I said it was a serious matter. Let Lin Yicheng re-enter his career and gradually approach Emperor Wen of Sui’s father, Emperor Wen of Sui’s father, Yang Zhong, who is also an official in the Western Wei Dynasty. My purpose is to let Lin Yicheng approach Yang Zhong and help him cultivate his power to make early preparations for the unification of the Sui Dynasty in the future.
Lin Yicheng still agrees with my idea, but in his view, some things need to intervene in Emperor Wen of Sui’s reunification with China. It is a fact that history has happened, and things will come naturally. However, although he thinks so, he agrees to try to enter the officialdom of the Western Wei Dynasty to observe the development of things.
In the evening, I stopped talking and let the two of us rest as soon as possible. In fact, I still have many details to discuss with Lin Yicheng, but at this time, his mind is not talking to me, and the beauty is around. He has always been incoherent.
Mei Zhu and Lin Yicheng are both modern people, and naturally they don’t care about the matchmaker, so they slept together that night.
I didn’t idle when they were having a wedding. I went to Yang Zhongfu, and Yang Zhong is not old enough to live in the official residence. I conjured up the image of an old fairy and went into the room. I told him that there would be a golden dragon in Yang’s family in the future, and then I told him that they had their Yang’s family name in the courtyard of Sanshuliu in the west of the city. They were half-identical and half-different. Yang Zhong fell to his knees and thanked me. When I saw that my eyes had been reached, I went away.
The next afternoon, Yang Zhong found the door and respectfully asked Lin Yicheng, his chief of staff, to agree naturally.
I lingered for a few days. I left here and passed through Xiang Nanlin. I got close to Yang Zhong and Wen Xiaofeng to protect Chen Baxian. After these two things were handled, my foundation had nothing to worry about. This time, the south was cleared of the remaining three sects, Pilu Temple.
Pilu Temple is the largest Buddhist temple, located at the foot of Yidu Mountain in Hunan Province, where nuns live and monks and nuns live. Together, there are 10,000 monks and nuns, and there are more than 10 monks and nuns who have spent the purple robbery. Among them, two monks and one nun happen to be three.
I am relatively cautious about dealing with Buddhism, because I don’t like monks personally. Because I don’t like them subjectively, I will worry about the subjective influence. I have to think twice and decide to pay homage to them, so it is rare to be biased.
First, I informed the monks through the door post that I would come to worship the mountain three days later and hide in the dark to observe the movement of Pilu Temple.
Although there are monks and nuns in Pilu Temple, the ridge is divided into Pilu Temple and Pilu Temple. Monks and nuns do not walk around on weekdays, but they observe the rules and regulations well. The word Pilu means Buddha’s light shines in Sanskrit. This Pilu Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Central China at present. I don’t know what the practice is, but I am more cautious because I don’t know what it is. I want to know that Buddhism and Taoism are different, and there are three grades from low to high: Lohan Buddha and Bodhisattva Buddha.
Lohan is the greatest achievement that Mahayana Buddhism can achieve, while Bodhisattva and Buddha are exclusively owned by Mahayana Buddhism. In addition, Lohan does not have ten opposite Lohan, and many of its bodhisattvas are almost equal to the immortals. Its bodhisattvas also refer to not only the four great bodhisattvas, but also many of them are on a par with Da Luo Jinxian. Others are lower than Da Luo Jinxian, and some of them are not as good as Tian Xian Buddha. In short, the Buddha’s ability and magical power are quite different from those of other Buddhists, although he has a third-class fruit position, but his magical power is not good.
After observing for three days in the dark, I found that all the people in Pilu Temple didn’t pay too much attention to me. This scene made me feel very unhappy. I waited for three days and went to worship the mountain immediately …
Chapter 656 Buddhist precepts
Pilu Temple Dragon and Tiger Mountain is different from Pilu Temple, which does not accept pilgrims to worship or lay people to raise them. There are large barren fields around Pilu Temple, and monks also grow grains and vegetables on weekdays.
Walking in the field and looking around, I found that the grain in the field is very sparse and the seeds are not full. At this time, there is no chemical fertilizer and pesticide, and the crops will naturally not grow well. I am afraid that the grain produced by these hundreds of acres of fields is enough for the monks of Pilu Temple to eat porridge twice a day.
The path I choose is that there are many monks ploughing in the foothills of Duyishan Mountain. After seeing me, they folded their hands and greeted me, and they were busy and supercilious. The anger in my heart gradually faded away and self-sufficient monks were rare.
Walking through Yamada Maibu Mountain, just when I took the first step, the bell tower at the top of the mountain came to hit the bell. The distant fields made people feel relaxed and peaceful. Because I am a younger brother, I have a conscious rejection of Buddhism, but even so, I have to admit that this bell has dissipated the murderous look in my heart again.
Looking up, I found that the striking bell was a middle-aged monk who practiced Buddhism steadily and gradually. Usually, middle-aged monks realize enlightenment in old age. This monk is suspected to be an exception. Because of his special situation, I deliberately studied his appearance. This man should be forty-seven years old, very tall, wearing a gray cloth frock, although tall, but very thin, with dishes and hunger. At first glance, no one would believe that he is a monk who has realized greatness.
I looked up for a moment, and finally looked back and picked up the steps. No matter whether he repaired it or whether he hit the bell out of intention, it was not enough to dispel my idea of cleaning them up. If they handled it properly, I would try to kill as few people as possible.
A moment later, the bell of the mountain bell tower came again, which made my heart suddenly shake. When I was in the mountain, I deliberately counted the steps. The second bell rang just as I walked to the 99th floor. This coincidence puzzled me. When the bell rang, I immediately looked up and found that the middle-aged monk didn’t look down at me, let alone count the steps I walked.
I hesitated for a moment to move forward again. After that, he would ring the bronze bell when I stepped up to ninety-nine steps. He hit him and I walked away. I wouldn’t deliberately speed up or slow down the pace because his bell rang just at my ninety-nine steps, and he didn’t deliberately adjust the clock to meet my pace.
When I passed the last step, the Hall of the Great Hero on the mountainside was in front of me, but this time I deliberately delayed for half a second. I came to seek revenge, not to find any tacit understanding.
There is no courtyard wall in Pilu Temple. Outside the main hall, there is an open-air chanting place. At this time, there are more than 60 purple monks sitting outside the main hall. Opposite these monks, there is an old monk with a white eyebrow covering his eyes. The middle-aged monk is different. This old monk is dressed in a red cassock. According to the style of the cassock, he is suspected to be the abbot, but I have never heard of him before. Pilu Temple rarely asks about him.
This old monk has gone beyond the mortal convent, and I observed his situation and cultivation level through breath. At this time, this old monk was beating the wooden fish with a mallet, and the red lacquer had fallen before his eyes. After I walked up the steps and entered the range of Daxiong Hall, he stopped beating the wooden fish and the monks stopped chanting.
"Measure the Buddha and take the wind to kowtow" I kowtowed to the old monk.
"Amitabha Buddha", the old monk, put a gavel and folded his hands in return.
"Master, do you know the purpose of being original?" I looked around Sawaguchi and said that all the purple monks in Pilu Temple had gathered here, and none of the ordinary monks came to attend the morning class.
"What happened before today bears fruit, and what happened after today bears fruit, because the real person came here is the cause and effect." The old monk with white eyebrows folded his hands and sang Buddha.
"Master Zhuo does not know that the master wants to break the cause and effect?" I sneer at what this white-browed monk said about the cause-and-effect cycle, and I naturally understand what he means. What he means is that the former has caused today’s consequences, and today’s consequences will lead to the endless occurrence of the latter.
"After this cause and effect," the bridled old monk never got up.
"There are monks in Pilu Temple who besieged me. Ziyang Taoist Temple came here today to take your life." I calmed down. I am a monk, not an ordinary person. I changed my mind only by a few ambiguous sentences.
"Amitabha Buddha, please treat yourself with your heart." The old monk with white eyebrows closed his eyes.
I can’t help laughing at the words of the old monk with white eyebrows, which means I will do it even though I do it.
"Call the master of the bell tower, Teacher Houshan, to be original. Today I want to ask for your Buddhist magical power." I stopped sneering and said that I am already a fairy at the moment. It is a piece of cake to kill the purple gas. It is not worth my hands to sit and wait for the monk roots.
"Amitabha’s reality is the right path in the flesh, but it can resist the five elements of qi. The reality is not earth-shattering, and it is not enough for the reality to stop killing and quell anger. If the line is more successful than asking the reality to end the cause and effect, the old monk with a bridled eyebrow has been waiting for three days."
As soon as he said this, my brow wrinkled again. I had already sent a post of worship three days ago, and I had been observing their situation in the dark for three days. Originally, they were elastic and had the confidence and methods to deal with me. I never thought that they were actually a countermeasure. As soon as they arrived on the third day, they called a group of monks to be killed.
"Master being original is not your Buddhist middleman. You have the wrong wishful thinking." I sneered. Don’t put on a dead pig. I’m embarrassed to start work.
"Amitabha Buddha", the old monk with white eyebrows, was silent after chanting the Buddha’s name again.
When I saw him, I immediately pulled out the Xuanyuan sword from behind and walked slowly through the monks before holding it.
These purple monks can’t be as calm as water, which can be seen from the violent fluctuation of their heads.
Buddhism is famous for its numerous and strict rules and regulations. Most of these monks have no sin or karma, but that doesn’t mean they are all good people. I will be in charge of the criminal responsibility system in the future. I don’t need a bodhisattva’s heart, but I need to make a decisive decision to fix the majesty.