Chapter 150: The overbearing queen conquers the unintentional holy monk 19
"If love is not heavy, Saha will not be born, and if one's thoughts are not one, there will be no pure land."
Xuanjing muttered to himself and dropped the Xuan window, the faint scent of the lotus pond still filled his heart.
He wanted to knock the wooden fish to clear his mind, but he felt that the mallet was too heavy, and when he picked up the Buddha beads, he felt that there were frequent thoughts in his heart, and he didn't know how to meditate for a while.
Xuanjing has been practising Zen since childhood, and he converted to my Buddha when he was not yet a governor.
Even if you occasionally can't understand the Buddha's principles, as long as you sit in meditation in front of the Buddha, all your confusion will be solved with the sound of the faint Buddha.
But at this moment, for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do.
The Buddha's light shines and blesses all sentient beings. Whenever Xuanjing is in distress, he will seek answers from Buddhist scriptures.
But today, he didn't know why he was confused.
Everyone in the world suffers from the six desires. The three characters of greed, hatred and delusion are difficult to decipher. There is no dust in the heart of the mysterious mirror.
The queen is noble as the son of the emperor, rich in the world, which was originally a blessing that she had cultivated for many generations, but now she is lingering with grievances for him.
Xuanjing wanted to save her, so she took the Buddhist scriptures at her fingertips and debated the principles of Buddhism. I am afraid that ordinary monks can only bow down.
The more this is the case, the more puzzled Xuan Jing is, why her obsession came about. If it is his appearance, there are countless beautiful people in this world, so how special is he.
If it is his temperament, he is single-minded about the ancient Buddha, and he has never touched the heart of ordinary people, so how can he make the queen fall in love.
There is a pure land in the heart, and in this whirling world, what is there to be nostalgic about?
Shu Ange was wandering outside, but he couldn't take that step for a long time, and the system prompt sounded suddenly.
"Three hundred and sixty degrees of joy, the target character's favorability is +5, and the current favorability is 15. The host is the first step on the Great Wall."
"..."
Shu Ange wanted to grab the system and ask, where did it know about the Great Wall.
wrong! It should be asked why she wanted to increase the favorability of the target character in her mission for the first time, calling it the first step of the Great Wall. Isn't this cursing her to be difficult to follow.
All kinds of thoughts passed by, and Shu Ange finally felt a little consolation. Her previous efforts were still effective, and her favorability would move, which meant that Xuanjing was not an ignorant person.
No matter how cold his face is, his favorability can't deceive anyone.
The frog jumped from one lotus leaf to another, but because of its instability, it fell into the water, causing ripples.
Shu Ange's brows widened, and he suddenly found that the window of Xuanjing's residence was closed.
If I remember correctly, the window was clearly open before, and every thought moved, Shu Ange took a deep look at Bieju, which stood quietly in the lotus pond, and turned to leave.
If he has no window in his heart, why should he close the window?
If there is a window in his heart, even if it is closed, as long as the window is there, it will open one day.
Bamboo shakes cover the secluded windows with clear shadows, and birds are noisy at sunset every two hours. Xuanjing finished reading a scroll of Buddhist scriptures. When he raised his head, the light and shadow of dusk sprinkled on the window lattice, and frogs croaked outside the window.
When he opened the window again, the bridge was still flowing, but the people were no longer there.
The setting sun sinks into the water like a picturesque, the sunset glow is bright, the lotus leaves are green, and the sounds of cicadas and frogs are mixed together.
The servant brought Su Zhai, and when Xuanjing was using the fast food, a dignified and bright smile suddenly appeared in the porridge.
He was suddenly startled, accidentally knocked over the white porridge, and alarmed the little novice who came to deliver the fast food.
The young novice with tender skin said almost with tears in his eyes, "Master, have you ever been scalded, the little monk will clean it up and bring the fast food over here."
"The poor monk will clean up by himself."
Xuanjing Heart Demon was born in chaos, bent over to put away the broken white porcelain bowl, and the little novice hurriedly cleaned up the white porridge on the ground.
In the imperial study, Shu Ange, who was reviewing the memorial, suddenly threw the red pen on the table.