East

On the 12th.

midnight.

Just as the Buddhist world dominating the other side of hell, there is already a group of mysterious evil causes that are about to unleash a group of evil results. In the chaotic and unknown thunder and lightning, they are also attacking from the edge of the boundary all the way to another Buddha land on earth.

As we all know, it is recorded in Buddhist scriptures that a great world is often composed of countless small thousand worlds.

It is precisely because of the composition of the small thousand worlds that all sentient beings will have a physical abode before converting to the Western Paradise.

Buddhism has registered divisions for the small world, and the innate Buddha land is often one of them. Such a Buddha land has a pure land, a Buddhist temple, and a sangha. Only these three protections can become the place of the Buddha.

Therefore, when Longjiang City, one of the Buddhist gates, was swept by an upcoming storm, on the other side, on the mountain road around an unnamed Buddhist site, a bus with a red flag was driving on the road. Tourists tired from traveling are sleeping soundly.

In the chaotic fog of the mountain road, the driver is advancing according to the navigation map, and there is an interpreter next to it, and the woman leading the team speaks from the guide seat.

"The food in the scenic area is extremely expensive, and there is nothing to see. I don't know why there are no Buddha statues and Bodhisattvas in the temple. Except for some houses, there are some mountains."

"There is a temple with many monks. It is said that it has been passed down for a long time, and today I have been climbing for a long time." The woman said, she sent her fingers away, and the phone went dark.

On one side of the lake, the road under the power line and the speeding bus were reflected, and the shadows on the window were strange and wandering, until a red light that flew down from the sky fell down.

"—!"

It came from a long way, and there was a little bit of red light from broken purple light outside.

But the place where it finally fell was in the middle of the mountain.The bus on the highway knew nothing about it. When the red light shone on the top of the mountain, a mass of fire first ignited, and then in the artificial forest, long and thin white strips like stigmata wandered and flew out.

These long white strips read words, there are men and women, and they glow.They flew up into the air one by one, each one had a head with a face on it.

When the white strips swam softly towards the scenic spot one by one, they also took aim at the bus. One of the female heads with slender eyebrows smiled and looked at a male head behind him. Two white stigmata in the air followed. Down, it hit the tire of the bus straight.

"Pricked——" the tire was punctured and leaked air, and then flattened in an instant. The passengers in the car were thrown out of the seat by a sharp turn, and the tourists were terrified. It's already attached to the windshield of the car.

On the road late at night, resentful ghosts are coming.

The driver yelled and his heart stopped, but then, two white stigmata got into the car, one from the left and the other from the right, causing the driver's head to splatter three feet with blood, spraying on the glass of the car.

The woman in the tour guide's seat hit her head under the seat.At this time, the base charger exploded, and the white gas that exploded from the inside shattered the windows into pieces. The hearts of all the people in the car were frightened. Seeing that the bus that hit the mountain road drove out uncontrollably.

A row of protective fences were smashed, and the car overturned after violent friction.

But just when the whole bus was about to fall into the artificial lake, the sudden change in the night just happened again.

Because in the middle of the night, when the scenic spot was closed and no one rescued, the ghost drum and the ancient bell rang.Following the sound of drums and bells, a streak of white light went straight up into the sky, bursting out golden, and then the entire bus stopped in midair.

A cluster of flames leaking from the fuel tank stopped in the air, and it was a second before everyone overturned and crashed, but they were fortunately rescued by a golden light in the mountain.In the water flow in the center of the lake under the road like an air current, pieces of gravel that broke through the road railing floated in the air.

In the still broken window, you can see that except for the dead driver and the female tour guide, everyone in the car has fallen into a coma.

The drum on the top of the temple is still ringing.

There is a golden light falling rapidly in the forest, the heads of the female ghost and the male ghost who were biting human heads in the bus flew out of the window, but saw that the rest of the white insects on the top of the mountain had been reduced to ashes in this Buddhist holy place, the two ghosts were furious and rushed He bit into the air, but was abruptly carried down by a figure, and then directly scattered by a flying vajra!

"boom--"

There was another loud bang, but the bus was overturned and then turned around and landed on the ground.

The ashes of the ghost head that was killed fell, and the stinging purple light wrapped the white turbidity. There was another burnt plastic-wrapped work card on the ground. There was a burnt face in the upper right corner, and the place of the work card pointed to the dragon A chemical factory in Jiang City.

——In the dark, a secular karma was planted because of this red magic light.

Halfway up the mountain, a figure from the back who has witnessed everything is in a light white monk's robe, which is not stained with the world, overlooking everything.

His figure was very young, and wherever he went, there were white petals fluttering down in the mountains.

Like a young man, or someone born in the world, the lips are very pale like epiphyllum, although the real pair of eyebrows and eyes can't be seen clearly, the face with only one chin is as cold and ascetic as a Buddha, and the hands are white and flawless. , bathed in the white Buddha light, with a touch of blood red on the brows, broke into the grand realm of Mitian Bodhi, and chanted a sentence in his mouth.

"The light shines in the ten directions, dispelling all light and darkness."

"I am the Buddha."

……

On the 13th.

Longquan Mountain Scenic Area

"Dengdeng—"

Two young novice monks ran in the scenic area one after the other.In the past two years, the Longquan Mountain Jabori Temple Scenic Spot, which has been very popular in the past two years, is a well-known ancient temple among the local attractions in front of us, and it is also a dojo that enshrines an unknown Buddha in this small world.

There is a vegetarian restaurant on the mountain, and there is a canteen, which sells mineral water, ice cream and some vegetarian snacks. They also receive tourists from all over the world.

But it is strange to say that the most peculiar thing about this temple is that it does not enshrine the leader of the Saha world mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, that is, the Tathagata Buddha himself, and there are no Buddha statues such as Avalokitesvara, Manjusri and Samantabhadra.

A temple that does not enshrine the Tathagata Buddha, let alone Bodhisattvas, does not look like a temple no matter how you look at it.According to the brochure issued by the visitor center, the empty Buddha seat in the temple on the top of the mountain, which is empty of the Buddha statue, should have been my Buddha Tathagata.

Only from a certain period of time, the Buddha statues in the temple have been lost. If one day, the Buddha statues return to their places, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will naturally return one by one like legends.

But this is a modern society after all, so as one of the most popular scenic spots in Longjiang, this place will be booming, mainly because of the investment, and it is located in the best geomantic treasure land in the scenic spot.

Nowadays, most of the tourists who visit every day are for the compact and hasty sightseeing tours such as one-day tours of travel agencies.

At noon, a group of tourists wearing hats and sunglasses took pictures at the entrances of various side halls, and other crowds began to gather on the central avenue, throwing some coins and making wishes.

This is one of the repertoires of this temple that does not offer Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Tourists offer incense and present flowers in front of the Buddha only at noon of the day. Orchids make offerings to Buddha and Bodhisattva one by one.

But today, in the camera shot, a person walked past the group of red monks wearing bamboo hats, and a female tourist next to him saw this person's face, and she was stunned like a dream and shouted, "Wow ' He raised his phone again and took a picture of the white back that disappeared in a flash.

The man didn't stop at this, and just continued to walk towards the top of the mountain gate that he usually refuses to enter.After breaking out from the queue, the two little novice monks in sea-colored monk clothes who went up the mountain first finally came up.

"Master! Master! Exit, exit... Ouch!"

"Hurry up, who is out of the customs? There are tourists complaining that mineral water and fast food are too expensive--" But the words fell, and the old abbot who just hugged the little apprentice saw the man standing under the steps. that person.

It was a young and beautiful monk whose appearance and temperament could not be described in one word. He was the one who was photographed at the entrance of the scenic spot just now.

When the figure of that person appeared, a pair of light white monk shoes fell to the ground without any weight.The only wooden temple door in the temple that has not been replaced with modern anti-theft windows opens very lightly, and the corner of the white monk's robe sways like the wind as he walks, and his feet are not stained with dust, as if he has never stepped on dust in his life.

fantastic.

When his people came, many white Buddha flowers that were originally covered with treetops and branches in this temple bloomed overnight from the bud state. Those who come are shrouded in a kind of holiness and light.

This white Buddha flower blooming is a rare thing for this temple.

Because everyone knows that in the whole temple, only the person in front of him likes to grow white Buddha flowers.

But he planted so many Buddha flowers, the white Buddha flowers that grew on this mountain through his hands never budded but never bloomed.

And when the person who made the Buddha flower bloom automatically for him finally came out with his hands behind his back, the old monk in the distance saw the white-clothed monk with thick shoulders and a thin waist, with his face blurred and his back turned to the hall.

The light cast from the golden animal-shaped roof fell on the back of his neck, which was much taller, thinner and fairer, but he had been shaved and worshiped in Buddhism for some unknown year and month. Under the status of a monk, it is even more eye-catching and bright.

His eyebrows are like snow, his long sleeves are like the wind, and his nose bridge and lips are thin and tight on a face with flawless features.

On this face, the eyes under a pair of cold-toned eyelids are extremely black, not like a living person.The half of the long-sleeved white cassock with cloud dragon silk extends to the bottom of the arm, holding a string of golden tassels of rosary beads, and the string of black beads extending from the back of the neck is full of Buddha energy.

Seriously, the face is like a lotus flower, and the body is full of clouds. It is a rare pearl and beautiful jade in Buddhism.

As long as he is by his side, no one can resist the immeasurable brilliance of his Buddha Dharma. Just the pressure caused by the great completion of the dharma body makes people dare not look up at his majesty.

He is like a heartless and desireless fairy, a heartless and hateless Buddha, born clear, as cold as snow, really people dare not get close to touch, and can only watch this scene from a distance like disciples of believers A monk is pure and white.

"Brother Dinghai? Are you out of customs?"

Seeing that it was him, the old abbot Fang Haixin called out his name to the young monk in white.

"Ah."

The voice in the throat is very weak, as if he doesn't like to talk.

This doesn't look like the old man's senior brother at all, Fang Dinghai stood still and said the same to his senior brother.Everyone in the monastery knows that Fang Dinghai, the sixth senior brother of the old abbot, has become a monk since he was a child.

As a bhikkhu of Mount Jabor monastery, he has received full precepts and lives alone in the pagoda on the top of the mountain all year round. Apart from practicing Buddhism coldly facing this empty door every day, he has already been fasted, and has no emotions or desires to disturb him at all. Buddhist skills.

Although he didn't see a living person at all, and he stayed alone for ten years, and he didn't appear in anyone in the temple, but for his existence, no one in the whole temple dared to offend easily.

He has no human emotions, let alone a human heartbeat, only an aura of Buddha's light envelops his cold body, and this aura of body protection makes his appearance permanently fixed in his 20s.

Young, pure, and easy to bloom and break like an epiphyllum, such a thin and clean monk was endowed with the real light of Buddhism, and lived a real young monk like an epiphyllum in front of the Buddha.

"What's the matter? You—"

"When I left the customs, I noticed some abnormalities in other small thousand worlds outside. Something happened, and I wanted to come back and tell you."

This conversation is a bit weird.Seeing that there was indeed an unusual aura about him, the old abbot also frowned and hurriedly restrained his expression, and the two of them went into the temple without saying a word, and then explained in detail.

When they saw them leave, they squatted on the steps of the Temple of Heavenly Kings. Yiyuan and Yiqing, the two little devils, propped their chins up and looked at Fang Dinghai talking to his master in the distance with adoring faces.

"Hey! I haven't seen you for a long time. The little master is indeed the most beautiful man in Longquan Mountain!"

"No, I think the little master is the most beautiful man in Fangwai Buddhism, and the little master can live to the next 200 years just by relying on his face!"

"Yeah, we monks agree that he is handsome, but he is more facial paralyzed, and he looks like a celebrity. I watch online TV dramas, and those celebrities are not as good-looking as my little master!"

"It's a pity, little master only has eyes for all beings, and he only loves all beings fairly. Hey, otherwise, how could there be people in the world who don't like little master!"

After finishing speaking, the duo with bald heads held their faces together and stared in the direction of the little master.

The little master seems to be in his early twenties at most, but he is a real grass of the temple. Whenever he appears, he will always attract many eyes from the city, but his heart has never belonged to anyone in the world. , only belong to his sentient beings.

He is like a Buddha, who will always love every sentient being fairly and justly, but will not fall in love with any single individual in the world, to take his step for one person.

On the other side, leaving them alone, Fang Dinghai and the old host were also talking in front of the incense table inside.Behind them, on the temple corridor made of long wooden beams and pillars, there are wind chimes with red cloth and Buddhist amulets hanging on the top. When the wind blows, the bells will ring.

On the wooden beams and pillars are [-] eminent monks from the period of Emperor Liang Wu of the Southern Dynasty giving lectures. Some of them were angry, some were radiant, some were sitting in meditation, and some were discussing the Dharma. Every face was lifelike, not like woodcuts.

"Brother, what is the matter?"

asked the old abbot.

"Last night, there was a demon disturbing the Buddha's place at the foot of the mountain. I rescued a bus on the way, but the demon disappeared."

"Then do you see what it is?"

"No, only this. It is also the cause and effect of this person, which made all the white Buddha flowers I planted on the mountain bloom overnight."

Speaking of this, Fang Dinghai has never been to the human world once a day, and Fang Dinghai handed over the burnt work card in Guitou's mouth. Seeing this, the old abbot didn't make a sound, but he also frowned after feeling the breath of his superiors road,

"This 'cause' is indeed strange, like purple, but also like a devil, not like a devil. Even now in this world, besides Buddhist principles, there are also evil causes and effects that disrupt the world. This is not good, and he has changed The buddha flower karma on your body—"

The old abbot paused at this point, then looked at his senior brother and said,

"Brother, you are a born monk, with perfect talent, and you have never had love in your heart, so you are pitied by the Buddha, but this is your Buddha root, but it is also your doom. If you want to go to the Great Thousand World, you must experience this karma—"

"I know."

Fang Dinghai interrupted the old abbot.

"But the five aggregates are all empty, and I have to practice the Dharma, and become a Buddha from now on. That's what I want. The rest has nothing to do with me from now on."

"so?"

"The buddha flower is about to bloom, that is the calamity before I become a Buddha, I will go to Longjiang City mentioned in this thing, who is that half of the red magic light, and the purple lightning on it? I want to find out why the magic light came to Longquan Mountain on purpose."

Fang Dinghai said this indifferently, because half of the magic light of the white Buddha flower blooming is in his hands, and the other half must be in the 'cause' of Longjiang City. This cause and effect must be resolved by himself. .

"In addition, this time the train ticket and meal allowance are still recorded in the account of the temple. I know that attracting investment and building scenic spots is also very hard work. I will trouble you with the affairs of the temple. Some outsiders will disturb the Buddhist recuperation, making things difficult for you and a As soon as it's clear, call me."

"Also, the mineral water and fast food in the scenic area are too expensive."

The young white-clothed monk who looked like a fairy said with a blank expression.The old host blushed, and quickly showed a moved face: "Okay, okay, brother, thank you very much!"

On the 14th.

For the first time in his life, Fang Dinghai, a disciple who took refuge in my Buddha and never interacted with others, stepped out of the pure land of retreat that he had never been down the mountain and went down the mountain alone.It's not like their attractions, it's a city.Before departure, the temple distributed the fare money as usual, and before leaving, all the juniors were busy, and only his two young disciples and grandchildren saw him off along the way.

"Rejoice and praise! The little master has a good journey! Promote the righteous law!"

"Congratulations! The little master is a great success! Giving along the way, forming good karma!"

On the top of the mountain, deep in the clouds, the bell of the Sangha on the top of the mountain is ringing, and the sound of chanting faintly comes from the quiet place in the mountain forest.

Fang Dinghai, dressed in white monk robes like the white Buddha flowers all over the mountains and plains, walked out of the gate of the scenic spot step by step.There is only the sound of raindrops dripping from the treetops all around, everything is just like the old saying, and now listening to the rain monk's reeds, everything is silent, but there are still bells and chimes.

He stubbornly pursued the principles of Buddhism all his life, and his cold and strong eyes, like the statue of a crouching tiger, would never be shaken by ordinary things in his life. Buddhism was his whole life.

Let the world of mortals roll by, I am Buddha Tathagata.

In the sky forever, the wind and the moon once in a while.

This time, his purpose was to find out who the purple lightning in Longjiang City... was that one that knocked down the magic light all the way into Longquan Mountain.

The author has something to say:

Who else could it be () what about you.

Hey, Brother Fang is here!Yes, that's right, this little fairy usually lives in a tourist attraction, and he relies on his old age card and discounted standing tickets when he goes out, but he is still very cold and fierce haha!

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