Chapter 958 Enemy Situation!

Hanging Temple Canteen.

The rice is delicious and steaming.

As soon as Liang Qu spoke, the other senior brothers knew what they were thinking, put down their chopsticks, and wanted to hear how to suddenly, cough, and persuade Buddhists.

"Chuang Chuang?"

"Yes, we must enter the world to practice! Come from the masses and go to the masses, so-called "giving such charity does not dwell on appearances, and blessings are inconceivable." "The Diamond Sutra is now learned in Liangqu, "Aren't the Buddha emphasizing that letting disciples take action and give alms? Be a monk, especially an aspiring monk, don’t always meditate and dream about it. ”

"Since ancient times, all disciples of Hanging Temple have been practicing, including three years in the temple and three years outside the temple. The countryside, rural areas, villages, famous mountains and jungles, the time they went outside the temple was no less than that in the temple." Huaikong refused politely.

"Yeah, it's not enough to walk around the Central Plains! Three years and three years, how many three years will you have in your life? You have the wisdom and enter the world to practice. If you want to go, you can go far and get it in one step!"

"Senior Brother Liang, where can I get into the world in one step?"

"Yuan?" Liang Qu raised his head, "I've finished enlightenment in the kitchen? I haven't seen you for a whole morning."

Put down several plates in turn.

The frost white plain flour covers a circle of plain toppings, the vegetarian chicken is thick, and a few green beans are decorated among the oil flowers.

It was the other Zhentongs, Zheng Ying and Yuan.

A long table can accommodate twenty people symmetrically and can barely sit down.

The disciples of other sects walked through the aisle with plates. They obviously wanted to get close to them but were embarrassed, for fear that they would "please too much", so they were slow and finally went to other tables.

On weekdays, I live in the Fulong Temple in the Lower Palace and preach. I finally came to the first trip, but there seemed to be a sad thick barrier.

Suck the noodles.

"Just just now, Senior Brother Joan Liang's blessings have increased slightly, and he has gained something in small gains, and he is grateful for it, and he is afraid that he will not be able to repay it."

"You have to be polite. I am really grateful. Buddhism has relics and cave heaven has sword-raising gourds. Do you have any good treasures on Louguantai? Just take two of them out."

Since childhood, Yuan Zi will not be stumped by a few words of teasing.

If you are thin-skinned, you will not become a monk.

"The things you have on hand are three pounds of, and Brother Yu, you only have half a ounce of liang in your hand. How can you help Zhenxiang? There are a few peace talismans. When you come, you invited them from the Yushu on the Louguantai. Show your heart.”

He took out a string of red ropes from his arms, and hung a small brocade under each red rope, with a small cinnabar talisman in the brocade.

Liangqu took the red rope and tossed and turned, but he didn't feel anything unique from it.

"What's the use?"

"Pray for peace."

Huaikong introduced: "The jade tree on the building is as white as jade, and the leaves are as green as jade. It is more than a hundred feet high and paved like a cover. There are often incense guests who write a blessing talisman after the Spring Festival, so that the child can throw it onto the branches and seek a happy life."

I understand.

Literally praying.

The string in Liang Qu's hand is written as "Still the sky", "Promotion and wealth", and "Health and Peace", which is diverse, simple and beautiful.

"Senior Brother Xiang, one serving for each person!"

"Here you."

Take it with Xiang Changsong's hand and untie the main rope.

"Are there anyone who makes a fortune? Give me the one who makes a fortune?" Xu Zishuai spoke.

"Give me your success in Wu Yun."

"I want to live a thousand years!"

Long Eying picked up one, held the red rope with his index finger and thumb, wrapped it in a bow, tied the health and safety talisman to the belt of Liangqu, hung it with the waist sign, and straightened the folded belt.

"Senior brother has not said yet, where can you practice in the world be done in one step?" Yuan La returned to the topic.

Shan Ying, Qu Zhaoxue, Ji Zuibo all raised his ears.

"This matter is a secret of the court, and it cannot be said, and I will leave with me after I say it. I don't want to leave and slid my legs and moved my butt."

The court secrets blocked everyone's curiosity with just one sentence.

"Okay."

The four of them knew the fun and brought the plate to the next table.

Without outsiders, Liang Qu whispered a few words to Huaikong, and without waiting for the answer of "cheap nephew" to take the lead in holding his shoulder and shaking it.

"How? You don't go? Oranges grow in Huainan and are oranges, and those born in Huainan are accumulations. They are all Buddhas, but they are completely different. If you understand this, do you think you are in one step?

The scriptures also say, "All appearances are false." Isn't such a different growth also the key to "appearances"? Why is there such a 'appearance'? Should I listen to my opinion?"

Huaikong thought for a while and reached out to ask for advice.

"Master, please say."

"There is nothing else, it's because of geography."

"geography?"

Liangqu chopsticks were dipped in water and drew a pea curve from the table.

"Why are the accents in the south far more chaotic, and the number of people is far better than that in the north? It's just because there are a lot of rain, water, and rivers in the south, which are crisscrossing and difficult to cross the river. It's geographically divided people, which is not convenient for village exchanges."

Pull the Buddhist beads in Huaikong.

"I would like to give this example, and I want to say that the appearance of everything is not without reason, but because of material reality, even the ethnic character.

Whether it is the Great Snow Mountain or the Great Life of Beiting, it is ultimately a sharp contradiction between population and resources.

The natural environment is extremely harsh, which leads to a strong sense of existence of the 'god'.

The gods are strong, but the man is weak. I think the power of heaven and earth is invincible, and the spiritual soil gives birth to a big tree, which is unshakable. You say, this is not a kind of "appearance", not only can it be broken, but it can also understand why this is happening. """"

Liangqu was clicked until he left three points for Huaikong to think about it himself.

The vocabulary he said is not new, but it is a bit unique when combined.

Huaikong can fully understand and am surprised.

A unique understanding!

"How is it? Is it true that my nephew will not go?" Liang Qu shook his shoulders again, put his vegetarian chicken clip into the bowl of Huaikong, and served as a kind elder.

Huaikong said seriously: "I'm sorry to leave some time to consider it with me."

"A small matter, my nephew thinks about it carefully. Think slowly. You have wisdom! By the way, don't forget to treat me during lunch break. I just said it, and I'm still a little breathing."

"Don't worry, Master."

After quickly eating the noodles in the bowl, she left with the plate.

"You really take away the Buddhist children in Hanging Temple, is it okay?" Xu Zishuai went to add another bowl of noodles, a vegetarian chicken, picked up a piece and bit it open, and the oily flowers squeezed out from the gaps in the thick soy products.

"No big problem!" Liang Qu grabbed a piece from Xu Zishuai's bowl, "Don't Huaikong himself said that there will be world-wide practice in the Hanging Temple? Where is it not to enter? Where is it not to break? Since it is a Buddhist son, he should not be afraid of hardships and dangers. , to obtain the scriptures in the West, the imperial court needs such talents to shine and heat up!”

“Comfortable.”

The bright green light dissipated.

Liangqu was soaked in the medicine barrel, and the medicine liquid was undulating under his body, and his muscles and bones were relaxed.

Including today, three full days.

The remaining will of the Martial Saint in the body was burned by the fire of will. The physical wounds were basically cured under the treatment of the Medicine Buddha. If you take care of it for a few more days, sleep a few more sleeps. The fatigue of the Six Demons' Trial was completely eliminated, and the spirit was heavy. Return to the peak!

How much money can you save if you have an extra Medicine Buddha on the way to the west?

"It's time to recover from the wounds--The Third Prince!"

"Here you come, what's the matter with the boss?"

The little mirage dragon came out of the kitchen, his mouth full of oil, leaving a lot of unwiped slag and a smell of potatoes on his body.

"Build dreams, this time I come to the empty and flat ground, and then two Zhenxiang practice! The climate must be dry, and there is less water."

"Get orders!"

White mist sprays.

Dream recreation!

There is still half an hour before we start the afternoon lecture. Let’s try to kill the dragon’s mind and fire fusion first!

"Wait, there's something going on!"

The little mirage dragon, who had been sprayed halfway, braked in time, covered his mouth and whispered the mist back, and strands of white air spurted out from his nostrils.

Liang Qu's expression was different. He controlled the water and jumped up from the bucket.

Send Xiaoxing to write!

quite a while.

"Binglin, send this letter to Pingyang!"