Chapter 94
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 94
2020-11-07
Chapter 94 Willing to be a Gunslinger"This old monk is so powerful, he has seen through it a long time ago!"
Fang Dou It's not surprising that the people who can be hosted by a temple in Fuyan Temple are all elites killed by the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses, and nothing can hide from him.
The abbot presides over Jinliang, who is familiar with martial law. He wrote this Buddhist verse absolutely impossible, but he acquiesced to this matter.
With the quality of "The King of Wonderful Colors Seeking Dharma", it will not be difficult to reach the level of popularity over time. When the time comes, the author will surely have a great reputation.
The fame of martial law will be of great help to future development.
This point, the abbot is very clear, so he ordered martial law. From now on, he will say that he is the author of Buddhist verses.
"I'm sorry, Fang Dou, I..."
Martial law is not a fool. Dou apologizes.
A Buddhist stanza that is long enough to live on through the ages was taken away by him just like that. What a loss to Fang Dou!
Fang Dou didn't take it seriously. What's the next copy?
"Come on!"
In the early spring, the wicker branches are drawn, and the spring is full of joy. There are many water and fields in the south of the Yangtze River.
Master Haiyuan passed by the field, and actually grabbed an old farmer and asked him about farming.
The old farmer is a tenant of Fuyuan Temple. In the past, when he saw the red robe monk, he had to kneel and salute. Now, seeing so many great characters, he was trembling with fear.
However, Master Haiyuan's style is like a spring breeze. After a few chats, the old farmer is no longer restrained and begins to answer questions.
"This spring, there is very little rain, watering the paddy fields and picking it up from the river ten miles away."
"I just separated from my son last year, and I have no strong labor. It's very laborious!"
"..."
Mage Haiyuan listened patiently, because the monk's robe entered the muddy water and was soaked.
A moment later, the old farmer returned to the field and continued to work.
Master Hai Yuan straightened up, unaware of the muddy robes, and sighed, "How difficult is people's livelihood!" Mercy, I, Fuyuan Temple, have decided to reduce the rent of tenants by 30% this year!”
As soon as these words came out, many monks in cassocks all had a headache. A huge number.
Under the resentment, looked towards the silhouette of the old farmer, and also brought a bit of anger.
At this time, martial law opened his mouth, "Master, abbot, I saw this scene, and I have a feeling, I got a poem!" What happened to this child today?
Is the gunman hired at public expense, not for nothing?
Martial law is wronged, he is just a tool man, in fact, Fang Dou wants to pretend to be coercive, and he has come to be a copywriter again!
He took a step forward and pointed to the calm paddy field. The water surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky overhead, and a few white clouds drifted slowly past.
The old farmer rolled up his trousers and stepped on the muddy water, holding the seedlings in his hands, bending down to plant them.
“When you put green seedlings in your hands, you can see the sky in the water when you bow your head.
The six pure roots are the way, and going backward turns out to be moving forward.”
Martial Law After reading it, I was extremely shocked. This poem is easy to understand. Even if he can't understand the ink, he can understand the Zen meaning in it.
Other monks didn't take it seriously at first, and they wrote improvisational poems and made it under martial law, what level could they have.
But as soon as the four-line poem came out, absolute silence was heard on the spot.
Some of the leaders even folded their hands and hurriedly said, "Amitabha!" to hide their shock.
Grand Dao Reaches The Simple, the most brilliant truth is hidden in the most simple words.
This poem, with the title of the old farmer Tanaka planting rice, tells the truth of Shimen cultivation.
The more you think about it, the more flavorful it becomes.
"Fuyuan Temple is full of talented people, and the younger generation also has such Buddha nature!"
The abbot was secretly delighted. He had already seen that Master Haiyuan appreciated this poem very much.
With today's performance, the future of martial law will be at least the first place in the hall!
The great character at the front leaves again, the younger generation behind is surging, and martial law has made such a splash, it is impossible to say that no one is jealous.
Three great hall Buddhas, leaning from both sides, grabbed the arms of martial law respectively.
"Martial law, you are deeply hidden!"
Martial law perfunctory, "That's because I don't usually exert force, you let go!"
" Don't be busy!"
The Buddha's son in the Medicine Hall was laughed, "How come I heard that a few days ago, you bought a pair of Divine Shells at a high price, this thing is good, let me have a look!"
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The other two Buddhist disciples looked at him with a sneer, obviously seeing through. Martial Law used this treasure to invite the gunman.
It's just that they all didn't expect, the gunman is far away, and right in front of you, is Fang Dou who looks like a small competition mound around martial law.
One Buddhist verse and one poem are all at the Master Level, so the Buddhist disciples preconceived the idea that the gunman was an old monk who studied Buddhism.
"Don't move, just hand it over!"
Martial law still wanted to struggle, but was threatened by the other party, "If you are not honest, we will drink your cheating methods, at worst one. Shoot twice!"
Therefore, the martial law stopped, and he let the other party search for a listening shell from his sleeve.
The three Buddhas succeeded and happily walked away.
"It's over, Fang Dou, it's over!"
Martial Law scratched his forehead in annoyance, "If I hadn't been able to beat them, I would have fought so hard!"
Fang Dou comforted him, "It doesn't matter, I still have a way!"
......
In a pavilion, Master Haiyuan, accompanied by the abbot, looked around. The wind came, suddenly sighed.
“Why is the Master sighing?”
Master Haiyuan took out a volume of books in his arms, “A few years ago, I read a Buddhist scripture that contained the name of Bodhisattva , I have never seen it before, and I have searched through the major classics, but there is no explanation."
"I have always been brooding about it. I just remembered it by accident and felt that I was not good at academics, so I sighed!"
At this time, the Buddha's son in Guanyin Hall, with red lips, white teeth, and his appearance made people feel good, and immediately said, "I also ask the Master to show me, maybe there are all Martial Uncles present, you can help me to see the details!"
Haiyuan Mage nodded, extend the hand, on the floating soil on the pavilion ground, wrote the words 'di' and 'hidden'.
The abbot and all the prisons and the first seat met looked at each other in blank dismay. The name is too rare, even they have never seen it, and it is impossible to interpret it.
"The word "land" and "Tibetan", since it is used as the name of Bodhisattva, must have a deep meaning."
Master Haiyuan said, "However, the old monk has never been able to explain it. I have a clue, what are your thoughts?"
The abbot presided over a group of people.
On the contrary, the three Buddhist disciples are eager to have a try.
They confiscated the Divine Shell, believing that bringing martial law back to its original state was an opportunity for them to perform and regain their previous lost points.
Mage Haiyuan, noticing their eyes, raised his hand, "What do you think, you can say it!"
(end of this chapter)