Sendo takeaway

When Su Qingya woke up, he found that he was in a Zen room of a monastery: Outside the Zen room was shaded by green cypresses, blue sky and white clouds, yellow birds chirping and the sun shining brightly.There is no one in the meditation room, and there are no more sounds except for the chirping of birds. It is quiet and quiet, just like the scene of an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

Sitting up from the bed, Su Qingya shook his head lightly: He clearly remembered that he had reached the extreme north with Lu Ye, Yang Yuhuan and others, why did he come here all of a sudden?

In the trance, the memory of the extreme northern land gradually became clear. Su Qingya's eyebrows were slowly tightened by Lu Ye's last sentence of "remains": Who is Zen Master Kuye?How can he get out of his ruins when he enters with no spiritual roots?

In desperation, Su Qingya could only stand up and push open the door to go out.

Outside the door is a quiet Buddhist temple courtyard. There is no monk in the courtyard, but the courtyard is full of release ponds, Guanyin Hall, Sanqing Pavilion, and the second floor of bells and drums. There seems to be the sound of wooden fish in the main hall of the Buddhist hall. outgoing.

After looking at the empty Buddhist temple, Su Qingya went straight up the stairs towards the Daxiong Hall.

There are a total of 96 steps in front of the Daxiong Palace, not the usual 99 steps. The threshold stone in front of the main hall is too high, almost knee-high.Su Qingya breathed a sigh of relief before approaching the left door and stepping into the hall with his left foot.

There are three golden Buddha statues in the hall, all of which have pale white light faintly above their heads.

A tribute fruit was placed on the incense table, green smoke curled up, nine futons were neatly placed in front of the Buddha, and a skinny old monk sat kneeling beside the incense table. The old monk closed his eyes and read Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. With the seal of Buddha, a string of Buddha bones and bodhisattvas is hanging in one hand, and he is knocking on the wooden fish——

The sound of "da da da da" echoed ethereally in the hall. On both sides of the hall, there are [-] arhats carved, and at the back of the hall is a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.Su Qingya stepped forward, first bowed to the old monk and made a Buddha seal, and asked softly: "Master, where is this?"

The old monk ignored Su Qingya, and the sound of knocking on the wooden fish continued rhythmically.

Su Qingya blinked his eyes. He seldom read comprehension novels before, but he also knew that the powers in these secret realms were more or less eccentric. It seemed that Lu Ye and Yang Yuhuan were not here, so Su Qingya could only find a way to get out by himself.

He approached the old monk and asked again, but the old monk still didn't answer.

On the other hand, Su Qingya was pulled back by a force when he finished watching the whole hall and was about to go out. He froze for a moment, then looked back at the old monk who closed his eyes and chanted sutras, only then did he realize that he was in a secret realm The first pass, but it has not yet broken through.

Lu Ye said that this was the secret realm of Zen Master Kuye, but Su Qingya didn't know what was in the secret realm, and why the Buddhist cultivator Kuye fell into this relic, so he could only explore the secret realm bit by bit.

The Buddhist temple is an ordinary Buddhist temple, and Su Qingya also paid attention to the rules when entering the door, and did not make a wrong step.

Looking back at the Daxiong Hall, apart from the regular bodhisattvas that should be enshrined, the nine futons are the most important and abrupt, and they are extremely prominently placed in the center of the hall. If it is in a Buddhist temple outside, Su Qingya will definitely not kneel down. But here are the ruins, and the ruins are intertwined, and they all need to be vigilant.

After thinking about it, Su Qingya knelt down on one of the futons.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he knelt, the old monk who had been knocking on the wooden fish opened his eyes, and the sound of the wooden fish stopped suddenly. The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Su Qingya. There was no emotion in his cloudy eyes, but the old monk Take the initiative to speak to Su Qingya:

"The benefactor came from afar, but the old monk was lost and welcomed, sin, sin."

The attitude of the old monk was very strange, as if Su Qingya had never been here before, nor had he spoken to him, Su Qingya was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the old monk and made a Buddha seal: "Master is polite."

The old monk nodded, did not speak, but continued to knock on the wooden fish, and continued to read the broken Buddhist scriptures.

Su Qingya opened his mouth, wanting to ask something else, but he found that the old monk closed his eyes again, as if he didn't exist.Su Qingya tentatively called "Master", and sure enough, the old monk fell into samadhi as if he hadn't seen him.

Looking at the futon he was kneeling on, Su Qingya hesitated for a moment, then respectfully kowtowed three heads to the three golden bodhisattvas.

After he finished kowtowing, the old monk opened his eyes again, and the wooden fish in his hand stopped beating, but knocked on the golden bowl next to him.

"The donor is very kind, and the Buddha will protect him."

"Accept your auspicious words," Su Qingya bowed to the old monk, "Dare to ask Master Gao's name?"

It was rare for the old monk to answer Su Qingya's second question. The old monk said in a hoarse voice: "The poor monk's name is Dead Leaf."

Sure enough, it was Zen Master Kuye, but this Zen master’s dharma name is so strange, it neither follows the order of Buddhist dharma names, nor is it confirmed in Buddhist scriptures. Often such dharma names are taken by oneself, or do not come from Authentic Buddhist practice.

"Then master, how do I get out from here?" Su Qingya asked, but Zen Master Kuye didn't answer any more. The old monk maintained the action just now, looking straight at Su Qingya, but he didn't seem to hear Su Qingya's words Same problem.

Su Qingya was taken aback for a moment, then stood up and walked to the master, and boldly stretched out his hand in front of Zen Master Kuye, but the old monk didn't even blink his eyes.Su Qingya curled her lips, stood up helplessly, and tried to step out from the door on the right, this time - it went smoothly.

Standing outside the main hall, Su Qingya breathed a sigh of relief and rearranged his thoughts.

Just now when he entered the main hall and knelt on the futon of the main hall, Zen Master Kuye "saw" him, and then answered his "one" question.Then he kowtowed to the Buddha statue, which was the "second" correct thing, so Zen Master Kuye said "two sentences" to him.

It seems that everything in this secret realm is related to the rules of the Buddhist temple and the methods of the Buddhist school. Su Qingya scratched his head, thinking that he had a grandmother who believed in gods and Buddhas, but the grandmother left early. I haven't stayed in my hometown for long, and I can only say that I have only a half-knowledge about Buddhism.

In desperation, Su Qingya walked down the steps in front of the Daxiong Palace again.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he went down the stairs, he found that the steps just now had become 99 steps.There were three more steps, which happened to be a fixed number like "three". Su Qingya frowned, then took a breath and started climbing the steps again, but this time, the steps became 96 again.

The extra three steps seemed to only appear when going downstairs. Su Qingya squatted in front of the Daxiong Hall, poking her cheeks, wondering what the extra steps would do, how to trigger Zen Master Kuye's "Third Step" " question.

Just as he was thinking, a wind blew up in the entire Buddhist temple, and the Buddhist temple, which was still in spring just now, suddenly entered autumn.

Su Qingya looked up and saw that the ginkgo trees on both sides of the steps were quickly withering and yellowing, and the yellow leaves began to fall slowly, and soon covered the entire steps.But Su Qingya stood up, and the Daxiong Palace behind him changed its appearance——

The eaves collapsed, one of the three golden Buddha statues in the hall collapsed, and the remaining two did not have Buddha heads.All the gold leaf attached to the Buddha statue was also taken off, exposing the gray mud tire inside, which became very broken.

The one hundred and eight arhats on both sides of the main hall just now all disappeared, leaving only the black traces of being burned.

The futon in front of the main hall was still there, but it was covered with dust and mice ran over it.

Zen Master Kuye sat quietly in his original position, still knocking on the wooden fish like that, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.It's just that the original white Buddha bone bracelet, now covered with mottled blood, has become as beautiful as snow falling plum blossoms.

Su Qingya was stunned for a moment, never expecting such a change.

It's just that from spring to autumn, a once prosperous Buddhist temple has become like this, and Su Qingya discovered that at the entrance of the Daxiong Palace, there is a broom on the right side. The broom seems to have been unused for many years. Covered with spider webs.

After looking at the fallen leaves on the steps and at the dilapidated Buddhist temple, Su Qingya stood up and walked directly towards the broom.

The cobwebs and dust on it bounced off, and Su Qingya began to sweep down the fallen leaves from a high place. Time passed slowly. There wasn't a single fallen leaf on the steps, but it was covered with mottled blood.

The bloodstain was already black and shiny, and it was a little old, but it couldn't be swept away with a broom.

Su Qingya wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the release pool in the distance, and the bucket by the pool, then put down the broom and prepared to go there.But when he stepped on the seventh step of No.90, Zen Master Kuye, who had been knocking wooden fish in the monastery just now, suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him.

"Thank you, benefactor," Zen Master Kuye bowed to Su Qingya: "Benefactor is sincere, Buddha and Bodhisattva will bless you in peace, but the sins committed by those wicked people cannot be washed away with water."

Su Qingya blinked, but felt the power coming from Zen Master Kuye's thin arm, blurring all the scenes he saw in front of him—the once young Zen Master Kuye built a room on the mountain by himself. A small Zen room.

Then he traveled all over the world, begged for alms and taught scriptures, and then slowly established a temple, and then his reputation spread far and wide, and the temple gradually became more and more popular.

The Buddhist temple finally invited three golden Buddhas, and then a seat of bright yellow came to the Buddhist temple. The bright yellow figure was arrogant and asked Zen Master Kuye to leave the Buddhist temple and live in Baoguo Temple in the capital, but Zen Master Kuye refused.

Not long after that, the bright yellow color brought bloody slaughter, turning the once noble and pure place of Buddhism into a hell on earth.

Zen Master Kuye survived the catastrophe. He rebuilt the Buddhist temple bit by bit with the heart of penance, and the bright and yellow people turned into a pile of loess with the life of the people. After the rebuilding of the Buddhist temple, The ground rose to fill in the three steps.

Then, the scene in front of him disappeared, and Zen Master Kuye stood in front of Su Qingya calmly: "It's getting late, the benefactor might as well stay in the Zen room for a while."

"How good is this?" Su Qingya said subconsciously: "It's such a nuisance to the master."

Unexpectedly, Zen Master Kuye gave a rare smile, and looked at Su Qingya with a little more appreciation: "The benefactor is polite, not to mention the wind and snow. It is dangerous for the benefactor to go down the mountain now, so it is better to stay here for a while." In a few days, I can also sit and discuss with the benefactor."

Su Qingya was about to say that there is no wind and snow in autumn, but seeing that the sky outside turned into a winter scene, Su Qingya had no choice but to agree.

Zen Master Kuye said that he would ring the bell for dinner at night, and all the monks in the temple would come out, so Su Qingya was asked to go back to the meditation room to rest first, but there was no one in the temple at all, Su Qingya only thought it was a new test.

Vaguely from what Zen Master Kuye let him see just now, Su Qingya sorted out the knots in the heart of this great Buddhist cultivator—probably the blow was caused by the destruction of his hard work, but the Buddhist temple has been re-established, why do he still see it? Broken landscape and blood?

Thinking about these troubles, Su Qingya returned to the meditation room and sat dry, so he walked around the Buddhist temple.

The Buddhist temple is very large, and there is a vegetable field in the backyard.

There are many mature white radishes and cabbages in the vegetable field. Because it is a Buddhist temple, there are no livestock in the temple, and there are a lot of flour and ordinary sauces.Su Qingya couldn't help but rubbed his hands. Most of these ordinary things were seen by others, but Su Qingya couldn't help but want to do something.

Porridge and vegetable soup are the most eaten in Buddhist temples, and steamed buns are often eaten.

It takes too long for the steamed buns to rise, but Su Qingya is also idle, so she wants to make it.

Fortunately, when he started, the scenery of the entire ruins did not change in any way, and it still maintained the appearance of Dongxue.Although it was winter, Su Qingya was wearing the cloak that Lu Ye gave him, and he still had fire spirit grass in his mouth, so naturally he didn't feel too cold.

He kneaded the dough, and while waiting for the dough to rise, he went to the vegetable field in the back garden to pull out two white radishes.

I found two more potatoes and half a pot of carrots, and sat in the kitchen humming a little tune and started making things.It is said that Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, lived in Lantian, Xi'an in his later years, and painted the precious "Wangchuan Picture" on the three walls of a Buddhist temple.

Wangchuan has a wonderful landform, including Huazigang, Yanhu Lake, Zhuliguan, Liulang, Zhuyuyou, Xinyiwu and other places. The scenery is quiet and beautiful, and it is a rare paradise.In Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Picture", the twelve beauties of Wangchuan were drawn, including Baishitan, Zhuliguan, Xinyiwu, lacquer garden and pepper garden, etc. in the painting.

The picture is simple and simple, with pavilions, terraces and pavilions hidden in the mountains and green waters, in which the hermits play chess, drink wine, throw pots and flow cups, and are very happy.

However, "Wangchuan Picture" is a mural painting. Later, the temple was damaged and the original painting was not handed down. The "Wangchuan Picture" seen by later generations is all paintings of later generations.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty fell, and the five dynasties were in troubled times. In the troubled times, there was a nun named Brahma, who got inspiration from this "Wangchuan Picture", and used bream, roti, preserved, pickled, sauce, melon, vegetables, yellow, red variegated colors, Make up a hut to form a large-scale scenic cold dish, known as Wangchuan sample in the world.

It is used to remember the prosperity of the year, and there is also the mural "Wangchuan Picture" of Qingyuan Temple that was destroyed along with the prosperity.

Su Qingya has seen this picture several times, but it's been a long time and he can't remember the details.However, with the wonderful ideas of the predecessors, Su Qingya also followed suit, and made all the Buddhist temples of Zen Master Kuye he saw just now into his own dishes.

Carve the courtyard wall with white radish, then carve out a small Buddha head, and arrange it with green vegetables and mint to make the same landscape cold dish.

Then, at this very moment, the bell of the monastery struck—

It was not Su Qingya's hallucination. He felt that he heard the clang of swords and the ground trembled, as if there was an urgent march coming from a distance, heading towards the temple.

Zen Master Kuye was waiting in the monk's room. Seeing Su Qingya coming in with a plate, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment. He looked at the exquisite dishes in Su Qingya's hands, and then looked at Su Qingya with a smile. At this moment, the old monk's eyes were completely clear: "Unexpectedly, after many years ...to be able to see Wang Chuan in this world."

"Master Miao Zan, this is not..."

"Since he's back, it seems that the benefactor, we are destined to not be able to eat this meal—" Zen Master Kuye ignored Su Qingya's words, but stood up and looked at the sky outside. Late, the dark sky was illuminated by fire.

Outside the temple, a voice finally came:

"Your Majesty, I invite Zen Master Kuye to go to Beijing to talk about it."

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Lu Ye: I'm not happy because I didn't play.

Yang Yuhuan: Oh.