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    There are different teachings:

    The east wind blows the green billows every day, and the long river blows all over the water like dry.

    The silver screen is bright and clean, connecting the rivers and rivers, and the broken jade ridges reflect the coldness of the moon.

    This poem is about the scenery of the Xiaohe River in Yishui, and the widely circulated story of Wang Xiang "lying on the ice and begging for a carp" comes from this.

    The river was flowing quietly, and a willow leaf fell on the surface of the water, dripping and swirling, and drifting with the current to nowhere.

    It's almost dusk, the sky's rays are gradually receding, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the mountains and waters, interweaving into a floating picture, which is extremely magnificent.

    A series of flat gravel paths extend from the river to the neighboring town.

    Lin Baixuan walked along the river, and saw a Puzhao Temple by the river from a distance, where incense was in full swing, and pedestrians came and went like a weaving.

    A small temple with three entrances and three exits, in which a golden body and white lotus is enshrined.  The tablet reads "Maitreya Buddha will be reborn in the future", and the pilgrims are constantly coming and going, which seems quite lively.

    "Maitreya?" Lin Baixuan frowned.

    All the Buddhas of the West have vanished into thin air.

    But why does the Maitreya Buddha enshrined here have a trace of incense condensation?

    There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he saw through all the illusion in an instant. He looked at Maitreya's golden body again and again, but he couldn't see anything carefully.

    As soon as Lin Baixuan entered the temple, a middle-aged monk noticed him.

    There are only a few hundred households in Yishui Township, most of whom are familiar old pilgrims.

    A stranger came in suddenly, neither offered incense nor spoke, just stood there in a daze, how could it not arouse suspicion?

    The monk stepped forward, clasped his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying: "Little Monk Yankong, you are being polite here!"

    Lin Baixuan woke up from his contemplation, and returned the courtesy: "I have seen Master Yankong!"

    "Is the donor here to offer incense?"

    "If you travel here occasionally and bother Baocha, the mage should not be offended!"

    Lin Baixuan didn't want to be troubled, reached out and took three sticks of incense sticks from the altar, lit them on the candle, made a few bows, and then inserted the sticks of incense sticks into the incense burner.

    Seeing that the pilgrim next to him was giving alms, he immediately put his hand into his bosom, twisted his fingertips, melted a few copper plates, and put them into the merit box.

    Monk Yankong saw that although Lin Baixuan was unfamiliar, he was elegant in appearance and decent in manner, not like a troublesome tramp.  Now he saluted with a smile and thanked Lin Baixuan for his donation.

    Lin Baixuan had nothing to say, so he asked casually: "Dare to ask Master, is Maitreya Buddha enshrined in your temple?"

    Monk Yankong laughed lightly and said: "So the benefactor recognized it? The future Buddha is the fifth one among the thousand Buddhas in the virtuous kalpa. He became enlightened under the Bodhi tree in the Bodhi Garden. He has boundless magic power and can transform countless sentient beings."

    I know a fart!

    There are such big characters written on your tablet, don't think that I don't know if it's written in traditional characters

    Lin Baixuan laughed dryly a few times, and asked: "I have seen other Maitreya Buddhist temples, all of which are full of belly laughs. Why does your temple enshrine a white lotus statue?"

    Monk Yankong let out a "huh" in surprise, looked Lin Baixuan up and down a few times, put his palms together and said with a smile: "It turns out that the benefactor has such a root of wisdom, but the little monk has lost his sight. The benefactor, please come here, drink a cup of light tea, and then talk slowly!"

    The two walked and chatted, only to hear Yankong say: "The benefactor does not know something. It is said in the "Mahayana Hundred Blessings and Adornment Sutra" that every time you practice a hundred blessings, you will be solemn. Now Maitreya Buddha is reincarnated in the lower world, and he is cultivating to the eyes, ears and spirits.  , so there are sayings like Ruolun and Ruolianhua, so what is enshrined in this temple is the white lotus."

    Monk Yankong is proficient in Buddhist principles, and he quotes scriptures and classics at his fingertips.  Lin Baixuan was confused by what he heard, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only pretend to be profound and nodded with a smile.

    Hearing the monk's words, Lin Baixuan was startled suddenly, and asked, "Is Maitreya reincarnated?"

    "Buddha's reincarnation of a hundred lives and a hundred kalpas is due to his karma and practice of righteousness. Does the donor not know?"

    The two came to the small hall next to it. Monk Yankong personally served green tea and talked about Buddhism with Lin Baixuan.  It's just pitiful for Lin Baixuan, except for remembering a few words "So I heard it" and "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva", he knew almost nothing, so he could only do his best to deal with it, suffering unspeakably.

    How did he know?  This Yankong monk has studied Buddhist scriptures for thirty years, and he has pity on this small Yishui town, which is full of ordinary people.  Not to mention being able to talk about Buddhism, it means that there is no one in a hundred who can even read.  Usually no one can talk to him, it is really depressed.

    At this time, hearing the young Confucian scholar's words are very good, and he seems to have a lot of knowledge about Buddhism in his words, he can't help but become very excited, eloquent and eloquent, Lin Baixuan feels like sitting on pins and needles.??I can't wait to run away.

    "Now my Buddha is reincarnated in the lower world, and the leader is hard to find everywhere, so I ordered us to build Buddhist temples and set up holy mirrors. All the high-ranking civil and military officials reflected in the mirrors are all the guests of the Longhua seat in the past. If you see the Buddha's light soaring into the sky, it must be the Buddha.  Reincarnated body!"

    Hierarch?  holy mirror?

    The Longhua Society knows that it is commonly known as the Buddha's Birthday, also known as the Buddha Bathing Festival, which is a famous Buddhist ceremony.

    What about the reincarnation of the Buddha?

    The more Lin Baixuan listened to it, the more he felt something was wrong. It seemed that he had vaguely seen these words somewhere

    Seeing the night falling, Monk Yankong laughed and said: "It's already late at night, and the road is difficult to walk. The almsgiver might as well stay overnight in the small temple. Later, the poor monk will light a fire and cook food. Please give the almsgiver a vegetarian meal."

    Lin Baixuan was about to agree, but he heard the monk say enthusiastically: "After the poor monk finishes preparing the evening class, I will have a talk with the benefactor at night by candlelight. There are fifty volumes of the "Za Agan Sutra" in the small temple"

    Fifty volumes!

    He was taken aback, how dare he stay any longer?  Hastily shied away and said: "Master's kindness, Xiao Kexin accepts it! It is really important to have something to do, so it is inconvenient to hang around!"

    "It's not right! When you leave Yishui, there are mountains and forests, full of demons and ghosts"

    Lin Baixuan hastily shied away and said, "Master, I don't know. I'm a night walker. It's not a problem to walk three hundred a day and two hundred at night! Even monsters and monsters can't stop me!"

    The monk clapped his palms and smiled, "The benefactor is indeed a strange man! If that's the case, then we should stay"

    Before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Baixuan running away, with smoke and dust billowing under his feet, and he was gone in a blink of an eye.

    Monk Yankong couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, and praised: "Sure enough, he is a person with a root of wisdom. This walking skill is really amazing. Next time if you meet by chance, you must have a chat with him, it will definitely be of great benefit!"

    Lin Baixuan ran wildly for seven or eight hundred steps, then slowly stopped, and looked towards the temple behind him with lingering fear.  I saw a little light in the small temple flickering, and no one was chasing me, so I was relieved.

    "If this is a liar monk, or a monster, I will slap him to death!"

    "Unfortunately, I met a monk with real skills!"

    "If I listen to him talking about the One Night Sutra, I will go crazy"

    "An ordinary person like me can be regarded as having a root of wisdom? What kind of root of wisdom do I have?"

    Thinking about his own situation, Lin Baixuan couldn't help laughing again.

    In the rented house in the previous life, how many times did I play Silent Hill and Resident Evil alone with headphones.

    After becoming a ghost soldier, I wasn't too afraid of those dead souls with severed limbs and headless bodies on Huangquan Road.

    In the Wild Ghost Village, after seeing a lot of ferocious and grotesque monsters, I feel accustomed to them.

    Now he was scared and fled by a serious monk

    "It can be seen that when the monk talks about scriptures, he can't even provoke ghosts!"

    So when Lin Baixuan heard the sound of whimpering in the woods in the distance, which sounded like a ghost crying, he was actually refreshed and ran up happily.

    "Meet a crying ghost, which ghost should I give this merit to" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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