Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 1251 Shen Wei

  Hangkong Temple belongs to the land.

   Still on that unknown hill, the old Kujue monk sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, while holding his feet, asked casually, "Is Linzi fun?"

  Not far away, the monk Jingli sitting on a clean stone slab in a proper way, with a lingering look on his face: "Linzi is terrible."

   "Without the master, you really can't cover it...you are young after all." Kujue sighed, and then sneered: "Which old thing can't bully you? How terrible, let's listen?"

   Monk Jingli sullenly said: "A group of women touch me."

   "Hehe, what's this." Kujue's dismissive remark was just said, before he really realized what the apprentice had said.

  He suddenly couldn't laugh.

  The backhand is a slap, slapped on the bald head of the monk Jingli, leaving five fingerprints dipped in mud: "Little rabbit is playing so much!?"

  The more he wanted to get angry, he got up and rolled up his sleeves: "Two unscrupulous bastards! Your master is drinking porridge here, and you are drinking flower wine in Linzi!"

  Jingli held her head with her hands, but asked blankly: "What is drinking flower wine?"

   "You still show off to me!" Kujue was almost furious, and jumped up high on the spot: "I don't know how to teach you today, you don't know what it means to respect the elderly..."

He suddenly put on a smile, touched the forehead of Monk Jingli, and his tone became very gentle: "Respecting the old and loving the young is also a kind of compassion. My generation of monks, walking in the heavens and the earth, wants to go up. Be worthy of the sky, worthy of the earth, worthy of the Buddha in your heart, and worthy of all beings. Do you understand it?"

Monk Jingli blinked ignorantly, and covered his innocent eyes with long eyelashes: "The disciple doesn't understand it very well."

   "It doesn't matter." Kujue smiled softly and seemed very patient: "I will tell you slowly as a teacher...cough!"

  He coughed slightly: "How can some people get free today, come to my Sambo Mountain?"

  A black-clothed monk with a serious face walked slowly from a distance. Although the steps were slow, the span of each step was very large, and a few steps came to the front.

  "You said last time, did you change its name to Lingshan?" He frowned and asked.

   "It's changed again, Uncle Kudi!" Monk Jingli replied happily from the side: "It's called Sanbaoshan now!"

To this innocent and clean monk, Kudi still likes it very much. It is rare to ask in a leisurely way: "I see that this mountain is bare and there is neither treasure nor blessing. I don't know how to start with these three treasures? "

  He is actually teaching this extremely spiritual nephew.

  Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha are the three treasures of Buddhism. They are Buddha, Buddhist principles, and Buddhist monks who inherit Buddhist principles.

  This is something that novice monks just starting out know.

  But specific to each practitioner, he also has a different understanding of the Three Jewels. The Three Treasures can be outside the body or in the heart.

  There are tens of thousands of kinds of Buddhas, all of which are different.

  He is also quite curious, what is the three treasures in this little nephew who "gets out of the silt but does not get stained".

  Listening to the teacher's question, the monk Jingli looked proud and said loudly: "Knowledge of suffering! Experience of suffering! Wisdom of suffering! This is my three treasures of Buddhism! This mountain gets its name!"

  Bitterness only felt black for a while, and there was a feeling of fainting.

  He almost wants an ostomy, and wants to swear at Kujue.

  What a mischief!

  What a simple little monk, what has Chengri taught!

  But in the end, I resisted it.

  It’s not because of fear of the ostomy, that he has not adhered to the precepts a long time ago when he has cultivated to his level, but...can't scold him.

  He took a deep breath, good and good.

   "Kujue." He looked away from Jingli and fell on Kujue: "What have you been up to lately? The abbot taught the Fa. You have been absent three times."

Kujue Ni glanced at him: "He is willing to speak, you can't just listen? I'm teaching apprentices! Didn't you just hear? How do you manage the Guanshiyuan so deaf? He is so old, old-eyed, and deaf. , It's better not to do it, I recommend someone to you!"

  He even looks like a bead and an arrow, and he smashes his head and covers his face.

   "Who do you think is right?" Kudi asked with anger.

   Feeling an expression of ‘you really don’t have eyes’, he patted his chest vigorously: "Looking at the hanging temple up and down, you can be a great person, but whoever I am!"

  I really want to lick myself a mouth. Really, after so long, don’t you know the virtue of suffering?

  If you pick him up, isn’t it boring for yourself?

   "Speaking of dim eyes, you are older than me!" He said with a cold face.

"Well, you can't make a joke, can't you? Look at your wrinkled face, like an old bark, it is really boring." Kujue smiled tiredly: "Then I will seriously recommend one for you. ?"

   "Forget it!" Kudi's face was stern.

  Wonderful clapping, smiled and said, "How do you think about Jingli?"

   Suspect whether he said something wrong, did he not say "avoid" but "can"?

Taking advantage of his stunned time, Kujue has already pulled the Jingli over: "It is better to hit the sun than it is to choose a day. Come, I will kneel and kowtow to you, Master Kudi, and follow his mantle today and take his responsibility. Okay. Let him concentrate on his spiritual practice and be bliss early!"

  Bitterness:...

   The little monk Jingli looked embarrassed: "Huh? Master, is it too early? I think I'm still young and I still need to practice for a few years..."

  Bitterness:! ! !

  What, you two are still pushing and pulling!

  The topic has reached this point. He has completely forgotten that he is here to teach suffering, and he has specially come to him, asking him not to be absent from the Fa conference next time.

  Good guys, after a few words, the first seat of Guanshiyuan was almost lost!

   "Okay, I won't bother with you." He simply flicked his sleeves: "I have something to do, go first!"

  "Don't sit for a while?" Kujue old monk asked with a smile.

  Bitterness looked around...

  Do you have a place to sit here? !

   "You are so kind."

  He turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered something, stopped and said: "I remember you said before that you had a new disciple with a peerless appearance?"

  The painful old monk had an awkward face, and said vaguely: "It's a big difference."

   Then he glared bitterly: "What's wrong?"

  What's wrong with this one, but it is very powerful and emboldened.

  "Is it called Jiang Wang?" Kudi asked again.

  Isn't this which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted? This is not long-eyed!

   Kujue glared: "If you have a fart, let it go, if you don't have a fart, go quickly!"

For so many years, the brothers, the truth of suffering does not care about him, only said: "Guanshiyuan just received news, this is called Jiang Wang, it seems to be in collusion with the demons. Jingguo Tianjiao Zhao Xuanyang, has set off, personally pursued him. It's not me. If you want to talk about you, don't talk to anyone..."

  Guanshiyuan’s information is fine, Jingguo has just announced it, and Xuankong Temple has learned it.

   But his "reminders" and "lessons" are destined to be fruitless.

  Half of speaking, Kujue had already bumped into him: "What!?"

  The boy yelled: "You old bald donkey, you have no peace of mind. I am a good boy and I am in trouble. Why didn't I say it earlier?!"

  (End of this chapter)