The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 154 Explosion (two more)

   Ye Zhen's heart was shocked, and he stared at the fat monk in front of him incredibly. He turned out to be a kind of liar.

   "You only figured out half."

   Jue Ai stared at her carefully, and suddenly smiled, and suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's wrist. Ye Zhen was startled. He always felt that the old monk laughed particularly wretchedly, and quickly withdrew his hand: "What are you doing?"

  "Borrowing a corpse to return the soul?" Jue groaned his beard and muttered: "Interesting, it's really interesting."

   Ye Zhen was taken aback, and suddenly jumped up: "Old monk, you...what do you know?"

  "All laws are empty, but cause and effect are not empty. You will understand later. It is a blessed one, and there are noble people to help." Jue An said with a smile.

   Thinking of something, he suddenly said: "You are the friend of the girl who copied the scriptures, I said, I look a little familiar, squatting at the door of my Yuelao Hall every day, peeking at the door of my Yuelao Hall, do you have nothing to do when you are idle?"

   "What do you mean by what the master just said? I will understand what it means later?"

   "Oh, curiosity killed the cat. Do you know it? Don't tell the secret." Jue An shook his head and said.

   "It is good for you to be close to that girl, but no harm." Jue An pointed to the Buddhist beads on Ye Zhen's wrist.

  "All things have anims, but I am the only Buddha, Amitabha Buddha." Jiao An pretended to say profoundly.

  ——

  Unconsciously, Jing Yun walked to the gate of the guest house.

  "Master Jingyun?"

  Jingyun raised her head. It was an old woman with slightly fat cheeks. She saw surprise in her eyes.

  Jingyun smiled slightly: "Jushi Hu."

  The old woman in front of her is named Hu Xiangyue. She has accumulated wealth for many years. She is a wealthy man and Master’s most devout believer. She often donates incense money to the temple and organizes volunteers to give. She is benevolent and righteous.

Hu Xiangyue glanced at the direction of the west guest room and asked, "Master Jingyun, the bhikuni who lived there recently came to visit Master Jueming? I heard Master Jingyan said that she had copied the Huayan Sutra for a week. It's boundless merit."

"Yes."

  Hu Xiangyue thought of something, and suddenly said, "But the last name is Zhu?"

   Jingyun shook his head and smiled: "I only know the name of the law, but not the common name."

   "But at the age of sixteen or seven, you are as beautiful as a fairy?"

  Jingyun was startled, his clear eyes seemed to fly away, and he smiled faintly: "The hue is empty."

   "I'm sorry, Master Jingyun, I didn't mean to offend you. In that case, it's her."

A faint doubt appeared in Jingyun's eyes.

Hu Xiangyue explained: "There is a rich family in Jiangzhou with the surname Zhu. Three months ago, there was a big uproar. The daughter of this family who has been raising for 16 years turned out to be wrong. I heard that the real daughter grew up in the nun's nunnery. Big, many people were not optimistic at the beginning, waiting to see Zhu’s jokes, who knows that this daughter is not only beautiful as a fairy, gentle and clever, but also bodhisattva-hearted, young and profound in Dharma, Jiangzhou Those noble ladies are vying to see each other, but this Miss Zhu is very low-key. How many people have been turned away from Zhu’s house. There are many rumors about her. Apart from her, I can’t think of anyone else like this. Repair to."

  Hu Xiangyue said with emotion on her face.

   Jing Yun twisted her eyebrows. It turns out that she has such a life experience, which is even more ups and downs than the drama.

"Master Jueming saw her, she must have a good evaluation of her, otherwise she won't let her copy the Huayan Sutra by hand. This is a test of her. My daughter’s family can receive special attention from Master Jueming at a young age. The future is boundless, the future is boundless..."

  Hu Xiangyue chattered on one side, Jing Yun stepped into the guest courtyard and walked to the west guest room.

  A gust of wind blew open the door of the concealed guest room from nowhere, and the wooden door swayed slowly, reflecting a delicate and graceful silhouette.

  The girl was not affected by the gale. She didn't even notice the two people standing in front of the door.

  The skirt is blown by the wind, and the misty and lonely shadows, snow lotus and frosty cold.

  Hu Xiangyue exclaimed: "Such a demeanor, it really is Miss Zhu."

  Jingyun looked at it quietly, turning the Buddha beads with her fingertips, her peach blossom eyes flowing with Qingming's compassion.

  Master has attained the Supreme Bodhi in her, not in the scriptures, in the mundane world.

  He has been half-understood, and at this moment, it seems that he suddenly had an epiphany.

  From the red dust, go from the red dust.

  The road to the road has never been smooth sailing.

  Jingyun smiled slightly, turned and left.

  Hu Xiangyue glanced at Jingyun's back, and suddenly became taller and more determined.

  If Master Jingyun does not become a monk, there will be many women who like him, his granddaughter...

  Bah, what are you thinking about.

  Hu Xiangyue immediately put her hands together and bowed in the direction of the Great Hall of Heroes: "Buddha forgive me, the disciples did not intend to offend..."

  Hu Xiangyue looked at the girl in the room who was writing seriously, and said with emotion: "Miss Zhu is indeed a well-deserved reputation..."

  "Follow the flow of life and death, and enter the river of love. The river of love dries up, so that you can be free." As the pen tip falls, the ink marks are in a row, and the mirror frowns.

  "It is difficult to escape from life and death. It is only due to love. The roots of sentient beings are constant, and the lost path does not know where to return. Only by drying up the river of love, it can finally be liberated."

  Hu Xiangyue exclaimed: “Miss Zhu is copying the scriptures with her heart. I believe that after this, her cultivation level will definitely improve.”

  When the mirror went down the mountain, it was already ten days later.

  The sky is high and the air is refreshing, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

  Jingfeng personally escorted her down the mountain, with a lot of heads lying behind the door, all secretly looking at her.

  Twenty days in the temple, she has become a celebrity in the temple.

  On the 20th, he copied 80 volumes of the Huayan Sutra by hand. After passing the master’s vision, he came to the sentence: The heart has no place to live, but can both die.

  If you don’t cling to relationship, you have already entered the realm of three-wheel body emptiness. What kind of cultivation is this?

   Although not obsessed with hue, the pursuit of beauty is human nature. Entering the sky does not mean abandoning nature, especially the little novices who have just entered Buddhism for a long time, looking at the fluttering back of the white clothes, they can't help but feel fascinated.

  "Master Jingfeng, Master Jingyun hasn't seen him in the past few days, but he is closed?" Ming Jing asked.

  Jingfeng said: "Back to Senior Sister, Senior Brother is down the mountain."

  "Wandering down the mountain?"

  Jingfeng shook his head, but said no more.

  Ming Jing didn't get to the bottom, and went down the mountain with Ye Zhen.

   "Master Ming Jing wait for me." Hu Xiangyue chased it out.

  Mingjing stopped and looked back.

  Hu Xiangyue caught up and said breathlessly, "Master Mingjing is going back to Jiangzhou?"

  Dingjing nodded.

  Hu Xiangyue wiped the sweat from her forehead: "That's right, I'm on the same road with Master Ming Jing. Can Master Ming Jing let me take a ride?"

  I wish my eldest daughter how to travel without a luxury car.

  Ming Jing nodded: "Jushi Hu, let me go with me."

  Hu Xiangyue was overjoyed and immediately went down the mountain with Ming Jing.

Jingfeng watched from a distance as the voices gradually became blurred among the mountain roads, turned around and returned to the temple. When he turned around, he saw the little heads hidden behind the door, and couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "If you know it, I will not forgive you. ."

  "Second Brother, when will Sister Mingjing come again?"

"I have no idea."

   "Why did the big brother go down the mountain? Did you go to travel?"

"Have you forgotten? Two years ago, the grandmother of the big brother was seriously ill. His parents came to the middle of the temple to ask the big brother to go home. The big brother refused. The big brother must have gone home. Maybe something happened at home. event."

   "What, big brother has a family?" the little novice monk who had just arrived asked in surprise.

Most of the disciples in the temple are orphans. In order to pass on the Buddhism and cultivate outstanding disciples, the Zhike Sang will go to the orphanage once a year to select children with wisdom roots, and after obtaining the consent of the other party, they will become monks. These disciples have no father or mother. , There is no need to worry about it, so it is also suitable for Buddhism.

  But it’s rare to have a family with parents like big brothers. Nowadays, there are still parents who are willing to let their children become monks.

  Everyone was surprised when they heard the truth.

  Jingfeng swept his eyes to Jingzhen, and said coldly: "Jingzhen, speak carefully."

  Jing really stuck out her tongue.

After Jingfeng left, a group of young novice monks surrounded Jingzhen and rushed to ask the senior brother. In their hearts, the senior brother is sacred and not offensive, and it is the direction they are pursuing.

   Jingzhen said in a low voice, “Don’t say that I told you. The brothers in the commandment hall know that they must punish me.”

   "We promise not to tell you, Brother Jingzhen, don't worry."

  Jingzhen coughed, and immediately a little novice monk rushed to bring him water, Jingzhen rubbed his legs, and immediately a little novice monk brought him a stool.

Jingzhen said leisurely: "Yunzhou City, there is a family named Liu. The husband and wife are loving and have a pair of children. They are clever, lively and lovely. Especially the son is a well-known child prodigy. The family lives happily. Days, when the child prodigy was ten years old, suddenly something happened in the family..."

  The clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the whiskers change like a grey dog.

  Glimpse of floating clouds, there is no trace of wind passing.

"His mother blamed him for his little sister's death, and beat and scolded him at every turn. His dad was also useless. He was crazy outside. I didn’t know how many children were raised after they were young. Drunk, they almost beat the mother and son to death. They were found by a neighbor and sent to the hospital. They were lucky enough to get his life back. Later, Master Jue Ming passed by and saw that he was very wise, so he took him away. Two years ago, his black heart The rotten father didn’t know how to find out about his whereabouts. He came to the monastery to find him. He said that his grandmother was very ill and wanted to see him before she died. Master Jingyun refused. Who knew that his shameless father was in the monastery. In the end, the alarm was over. Master Jingyun is a hard-working man. Fortunately, he has a root of wisdom and can think about it by himself. Otherwise, how can these things be changed from a mentally fragile one to survive."

   Ye Zhen said in surprise: "Master Jingyun has such a tragic life experience, so he is leaving this time...?"

"I also learned that his father came to the monastery two years ago to make a fuss. Master Jing Yun is really kind, maybe he will go home to fulfill his filial piety. If he reported his life and kindness, he would have nothing to worry about." Hu Xiangyue finished secretly. Glanced at Der Spiegel.

  Dingjing’s lips and cheeks are smiling, soft as a spring breeze, and the brows are neither sad nor happy. The fairy qi on his body seems to be stronger than when I saw it before.

  The whole body is beautiful and clear, which makes people afraid to look directly, for fear of blasphemy.

  After hearing such a tragic story, there is no emotion in his face. Is the master so calm?

  Du Ze saw the three figures coming down the mountain from a distance, and immediately greeted them respectfully.

"Miss."

Miss    seems to have changed a little from the last time she parted, and he can't tell what has changed.

  Ming Jing closed her eyes and rested her mind along the way, Hu Xiangyue did not dare to say much.

  In the past twenty days, it has been a temper to the state of mind, but a loss to the body.

  Ding Jing’s right hand is numb and stiff, and he has no consciousness anymore. It takes some time to cultivate.

   "Ding Jing, your phone." Ye Zhen handed the phone to Ming Jing.

  Ming Jing opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand and took it.

  Ye Zhen's eyes fell on her right hand, her lips pressed.

   "Ding Spiegel, you are on fire hahaha." Zheng Qing's exaggerated laughter came from the phone.

  Mingjing moved the phone farther away.

  "You are on the mountain and your cell phone has no signal, so you don’t know. The show started a week ago, and you went viral. The advertisers are about to blow up my cell phone."

  Ming Jing looked up at Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen shook her head: "The signal on the mountain is up and down. I don't have much internet access."

  Every day in the temple, she goes to bed early and wakes up early, listening to the masters talking about Zen, and staying away from the smoky Internet world, she feels much more peaceful.

  To say that leaving Hanshan Temple, she is the one who is most reluctant to bear.

"The skirt you wore and the bag on your back directly became a hot style. The online imitations are flying all over the sky. That Xiao Wenwen connoted on the Internet that you want Qu Feitai's brainstorming fans to attack you. This clumsy method makes me laugh to death. , Lifting a rock and hitting her in the foot, now the netizens’ face value is justice, you two are in the same frame, do you know how miserable it is to crush her? This villain wants to find her gold master to cut you off and find water You, I’m a soldier, I’m good with everything, just a little bit bad, cruel, hehe, I can only do it in the same way as a human being, Zhou Nan’s thing, the old lady is playing with the rest of the thing. , She held it as a treasure."

Zheng Qing talked a lot. Mingjing looked at the scenery outside the window, from endless farmland to bustling high-rise buildings. In her quiet day and night in the mountains, her name became popular in China through a TV variety show. Streets and alleys.

  A sixteen-year-old girl named Ming Jing has lived in everyone’s heart like a beautiful dream ever since.

  The incomparable beauty is beyond words in the world. The grace and calmness of gestures, knowledge and thoroughness can not be wiped out by a few words of slander.

Everything in society and science and technology is developing rapidly. People's living standards have improved. Similarly, they can no longer find pure happiness. People are impetuous, anxious and overwhelmed by mountains. People urgently need it. An outlet to vent the unwillingness and depression in the heart, unscrupulous, self-righteous attacks, abuse, and slander any people and things that make them unhappy on the Internet, all this is vividly reflected in the brains of the stars. This is a product of the times. It is also the sadness of Human Race.

  All of this came to an abrupt end at 8pm on August 18, when a program called Three Meals a Day was broadcast.

Is it a show fan or a celebrity fan, or ordinary viewers who are bored to turn on the TV. In the early morning in the mountains and fog, they can see a scene of a girl in white gradually walking out of the smoke. No special effects or filter blessings are required. All you need is A pair of eyes that can see light can see the most beautiful and natural beauty in this world.

  All languages, in the face of such beauty, will be eclipsed, pale and weak.

   smiled slightly, like a lotus flower blooming, seeming to relieve all anxiety and depression in the world.

   So the wind is lighter, the clouds are lighter, breathing is smoother, and the vision is brighter...

Watch her physics knowledge come in handy, watch her make soup with her own hands, watch her good-natured character for Zhao Xinrong's massage, watch her turn around and leave unhurriedly in the face of Xiao Wenwen’s arrogant provocations, watch her calmly and calmly in front of the star-studded star. Calm...

  It turns out that there is such a kind of person in the world, Xiao Wenwen's sweet and playful, in front of the peerless character, like a weed on the roadside, unsightly.

  Those "brain fans" who were carrying the wrath of thunder and were ready to teach this newcomer who didn't know the heights of the sky suddenly died down.

  The perfect and handsome Qu Feitai in their eyes became cautious and eclipsed in front of this girl.

While the world was caught by the girl’s eyes, occupied her heart, discussing her clothes, her hairstyle, and everything about her, no one knew that this girl who was supposed to be surrounded by applause and flowers, was in the youth day after day. In the ancient Buddha, under the shadow of the candling moon, he is holding a pen with his bare hand and falling into enlightenment.

  There are all kinds of methods in the world, everything is like illusion, if you can know this, your heart will not move.

  For example, seeing in a dream, all kinds of strange appearances, the same is true in the world, there is no difference from a dream.

  (End of this chapter)