[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

Chang'an Huasheng Temple invited [-] eminent monks from all over the world to open an altar in Chang'an Huasheng Temple to lecture on all kinds of wonderful scriptures.

Jinshan Temple is the largest temple in Jiangzhou, Elder Faming also received the invitation, and chose a date to select 33 disciples and grandchildren, and bring Xuanzang Jueming's two disciples with him, preparing to go to Chang'an.

In the 11th year of Zhenguan, Elder Faming led the people all the way from Jiangzhou to the south. After three months, they went all the way to pray for alms and preach scriptures, and finally arrived in Chang'an.

"...This is Chang'an City..."

Jueming stood on the bank of the Jing River outside Chang'an City, looking at the prosperous streets in front of him in amazement.

After they received the invitation, when they heard the master talk about the prosperity of Chang'an along the way, they still felt that the master was a little exaggerated.

But in front of them, standing here, they found that compared to the Chang'an that the master said was full of flowers, eight waters flow around the city, 36 flower willow lanes, and 72 orchestral buildings, the Chang'an they saw in front of them was more beautiful than those words described. Ten times more prosperous.

Xuanzang was also standing among the crowd, watching the scene of people coming and going on the street with his hands clasped together, his eyes flickering with surprise from time to time.

Even the clothes worn by a big man carrying a load here are cleaner than theirs, and there is no patch in sight.

Those women who hurried past with baskets also wore all kinds of hairpins on their heads, cloth, silk, gold and silver, and their clothes were bright and bright. They walked alone on the street, their eyes were steady, facing his She looked at him and smiled and winked at him.

Xuanzang: "..."

Seeing this scene, Fa Ming coughed solemnly, lifted his tattered blue monk robe, and looked at his disciples and grandchildren calmly; "We have arrived in Chang'an, let's go to the Huasheng Temple to settle down and wash up. Come out and find your way."

Needless to say, all the people present except Xuanzang looked at the passers-by on the street, and then looked down at their disheveled face and tattered monk clothes. Those who were weak in concentration were already ashamed and tried to cover the damaged clothes with their hands live.

"Master, there are no beggars here."

Xuanzang was walking on the side of the road, looking at the crowd passing by from time to time, focusing on the corners of those teahouses and taverns.

In Jiangzhou City, every time he went down the mountain, he would see a few beggars living in that kind of place, waiting for the store to pour out the bad water. Every time that time came, those beggars would swarm over and rush out from all directions to grab food. In winter, people will freeze to death when encountering severe winter.

Every year, Jinshan Temple Laba will provide free Laba porridge. People with bowls lined up from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Many people couldn’t even take out the bowls. They chopped a piece of bamboo on the roadside and asked their brothers to pour the porridge into the bamboo tube. Holding the bamboo tube, I started to eat.

"Not really."

Faming lived here in the early years. At that time, he remembered that there were beggars on the street. He never thought that after 15 years, he would not even see beggars here.

"Look, brother, I just said that there is not even a single beggar on this street, so there is a large crowd here."

Not far away, a few monks in silkworm-colored robes, holding white jade beads in their hands, smiled and pointed at Elder Fa Ming and his group.

Behind the person who spoke, several monks wearing the same mulberry monk's robes frowned and covered their noses after seeing the clothes on Fa Ming and the others: "Hurry up, hurry up, I don't know which ravine these people came out of." Yes, these people are full of lice, you should avoid them carefully to prevent the lice from jumping on your body, that thing cannot be washed off."

As soon as the words came out, the people who were joking and joking hurriedly dispersed in panic and hid in the distance, fearing that the lice on Elder Faming and others would jump on them, and they would be the ones who would lose face at the ceremony.

The many disciples standing here looked at the monk's robes on each other, and then at their own.

He hugged the package in his arms more and more ashamed.

Before departure, the master asked everyone to bring three sets of clothes. Besides one set for changing, the other set was specially made to be worn in Chang'an City.

Before entering the city, they also asked the master if they wanted to change into clean and brand-new monk robes, but Elder Fa Ming refused. Now a group of people walking on the street look like aliens.

"Where is the Huasheng Temple?"

Xuanzang, who was standing among the crowd, looked sideways at Elder Faming with a blank expression and asked.

Under the sunlight, the group of monks who had just fled saw a young man walking out of the shabby monks.

Looking at it from a distance, I saw the other party's majestic appearance, beautiful appearance, and a rare appearance standing in the crowd wearing a tattered monk's robe. His solemn beauty made many monks who had just sarcastically expressed their amazement.

"What a handsome monk."

Di Zhen, who had just ridiculed others for being a beggar, looked at that face and couldn't help but be speechless.

"It's just a little boy, so young, maybe he hasn't read two volumes of the scriptures. Every time he opens a forum to give lectures, he will encounter this kind of temple. If he doesn't do serious things, he will go to the world of mortals to find a few handsome boys. , I shaved my head and pretended to be a monk, just to show off in this day when thousands of temples gather."

Hearing that face, he was amazed for a second, and after a moment he woke up, he yelled at his disciples: "You guys remember, this time at the Huasheng Temple conference, don't follow the practice of that temple, we are here to argue The Buddhist scriptures, those who rely on appearance to win are heretical."

Xuanzang, who was labeled heretic, glanced at the strange monk who was speaking loudly.

Di Ting met those ice-cold eyes like snow mountains, and unexpectedly felt a few traces of coercion and pressure that only felt from the master.

Under those gazes, he barely stood up straight, until the other party looked away as if nothing had happened, only then did he realize that his back was covered in cold sweat.

Under the guidance of passers-by, Xuanzang finally arrived at the local destination, Huasheng Temple.

Before entering the temple, Elder Fa Ming took out the invitation letter that he had kept next to him all the way, and calmly led his disciples to stand in front of a monk with clean clothes and body fragrance, and presented his invitation letter with both hands.

"Jinshan Temple in Southwest Jiangzhou?"

The disciple Huasheng Temple received today was Fazheng of the Fa generation. Fazheng looked at the name on the invitation card and then at the dusty and dark monk in front of him. I took a few glances.

Still unable to see clearly, he directly pulled Faming over, rolled his tattered sleeve over his face a few times, and after revealing a pair of familiar eyes, he nodded and smiled in satisfaction.

"Are you Faming?"

Fa Ming nodded with a grinning face, "Amitabha is the poor monk."

Could it be that this Huasheng Temple can only be entered now because of its appearance?If they really dared to do this, Fa Ming thought that I would immediately turn around and take the disciples away.

"Fa Ming, why don't you say hello to senior brother? Do you look down on senior brother after becoming the abbot?"

Fazheng, who had received the abbots of hundreds of temples at the door in the past few days, his eyes were moist for a second, as if Faming could cry on the spot as long as he said yes.

Standing behind Faming, Jueming pricked up his ears, and after overhearing this sentence, he hurriedly told his junior brother, "Brother, our master seems to be a monk from Huasheng Temple!"

Xuanzang was lowering his eyes, holding a volume of scriptures he just bought from Chang'an Bookstore in his hand.

I have to say that this place is different from theirs in Jiangzhou. He has read two versions of this Green Tara Heart Sutra, but the one in front of him is actually printed with annotations.

It is also indicated below that the person who annotated it was the previous abbot of Shou'an Temple. Such a scripture annotated by a powerful person is only sold in bookstores for six coins.

The person who was looking at the scriptures wholeheartedly heard the words of the senior brother, and answered casually: "Oh, did the master do something wrong and was driven to Jiangzhou?"

"?? Who is this?" Qian Fang was hearing such an unruly sentence, he couldn't help turning his body sideways, and saw a little boy who was a head shorter than his junior standing behind him. monk.

Even Fazheng, who had lived in Chang'an for decades, couldn't help being amazed at that face the first time he saw it. "A handsome little monk, not inferior to my demeanor back then!"

Fa Ming was busy remembering who the fat monk in front of him was. He blamed him for the short time he had come to Chang'an to place orders. He thought he would never come back in this lifetime, and he had forgotten all about his brothers and sisters back then.

Hearing Fazheng's boastful words at this moment, he pinched the beard on his chin and thought for a long time before he suddenly realized: "You are Brother Fazheng!"

Fazheng gave him a blank look, "You have now remembered, how did you get into such a mess."

"It's a long way, we came all the way here."

Elder Fa Ming regretted it when he walked halfway. Jinshan Temple has become richer and richer in recent years. Before he went out, he was serious with his disciples and grandchildren.

Who would have thought that the road would be so difficult, and many disciples fell ill when they went out for the first time, and they were delayed for half a month on the way.

Fazheng guessed that the economic situation of the temple of his junior brother’s family was not very good, and motioned them to enter the temple, “You who come from the southwest, you all live in the guest rooms in the southwest direction, there are twelve courtyards with four entrances and four exits, specially for This time the monks are ready."

Faming was pulled aside by him, and Jueming behind him also stood aside curiously, only Xuanzang, who was still reading the scriptures with his head down, walked forward without paying attention.

The person holding the scriptures passed by Fazheng.

Fazheng looked at the side face of the other party who was concentrating, and secretly grabbed his junior brother and whispered: "Junior brother, where did you buy this person? It's not good to recite scriptures temporarily like this. You can’t hold on, and your Jinshan Temple will bear the reputation of a fake temple from now on.”

If they are seen by monks in other temples in the future, then they will see a group attack.

Faming looked at the person he was pointing at, and glanced at him triumphantly: "That is my little apprentice Xuanzang. He has no father and no mother. I have raised him since he was born. He knows everything through thousands of scriptures. , brother, you'd better be careful with your tongue, if you speak ill of him, be careful that he will trouble you." This apprentice has only one problem, holding grudges.

"If he troubles me, he can still hit me."

For so many years, Fazheng has been the third in command in Huasheng Temple, and everyone in Huasheng Temple from top to bottom has been polite to him, and no one has ever dared to ask him to trouble him.

Even the senior officials and ministers in Chang'an City are polite every time they come.

Faming shook his head silently: "He won't beat you, but he will argue with you." In case you win and make him unhappy, another apprentice will trip you up and make trouble for you. It's crooked scriptures, no matter how powerful your cultivation is in front of that person, they can tell you all crooked scriptures.

The more Fazheng listened to it, the more curious he became, and he was reluctant to let go of him, wanting to chat with him more.

It's a pity that there is no free time, another temple came outside the door, the two brothers and sisters could only bid farewell in a hurry, one went to receive the other first to wash up, and then find time to chat later.

The place Huasheng Temple gave them to live was a courtyard with four entrances. When the group arrived, there were already a group of monks living in six rooms to the east.

Fa Ming took his disciples into the west room, checked each room, and after confirming that there was no problem, he gathered all the disciples and grandchildren, "I live in the main room, Jueming Xuanzang lives in the side room, and the other disciples One room per five people. Everyone has worked hard this journey, first go to change and wash, and we will spend the next half month here."

Along the way, they went from the end of February to the end of May, and the weather is hot now, and the clothes on their bodies have not been changed for several days. The delay just now made everyone feel itchy and uncomfortable.

As soon as everyone heard that they were disbanded and took a bath, they all cheered and ran out.

Those who choose the room, go to choose the room, and those who fetch water go to fetch water.

After saying goodbye to his master and brother, Xuanzang also carried his luggage to the side room, pushed open the door and put the scriptures he had been holding on the table on the table, put down the luggage and found the wooden barrel in the room, and went out to fetch water for a bath.

Chen Wei woke up from the cold. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was naked and sitting in a wooden barrel. He didn't need to touch it to know that the barrel was full of cold water.

"Hiss... This guy is taking a cold shower again!"

The man with teeth chattering from the cold crawled out of the barrel tremblingly, quickly wiped off the water droplets on his body, and jumped onto the small bed in two steps in three steps. Once wrapped in the quilt, half of his face was exposed, and he looked at him curiously. Looking at this strange room.

In a boxy house, all the furniture is dark, even the bed is the same color. Chen Wei picked the edge of the bedside cabinet with his hand and shivered.

"Has this been burned?"

The whole room was burnt dark. Apart from this bed, there is a 1.2-meter-high small chest of drawers not far away. There is no table in the main hall. Instead, there is a futon and a small coffee table. It looks like a gift for the family. For chanting.

In addition, in the corner on the right is a bookshelf that is as tall as a person and as wide as an arm. A snow plum leans against the white porcelain, and the bookshelf is filled with books from top to bottom.

The person lying on the bed with the quilt in his arms looked around the whole room, got up when he was warmed up, found another clean monk's robe from the package and changed into it, and then went straight to the direction of the bookshelf.

He casually took out a book from the bookshelf and opened it. The first sentence imprinted in his eyes was "This is what I heard." The boy in front of the shelf immediately closed the book and put it back in its original place. "Excuse me, it's a book I don't want to read."

A black spider spirit climbed up from his back, sat on his shoulder and shook its head to look at the things on the bookshelf; "I didn't expect the monks in Huasheng Temple to be so rich that they even have scriptures in the guest room."

"We have arrived at Huasheng Temple?"

Chen Wei thought they had found a temple to spend the night halfway, but they didn't expect them to come to Chang'an just like that.

"Yes, I just arrived an hour ago. The master told everyone to wash up first. The monks here are all dressed gorgeously." Xiao Hei looked at the regular clothes on the other party and shook his head.

"You'd better put on new clothes, or the master will be looked down upon when you go out."

"This monk in Huasheng Temple is so arrogant? He still looks down on people, so I'm going to see and see."

When I came to Datang, I was able to see the prosperity of Chang'an. The young monk staying in the room put on new clothes and couldn't wait to go out. He wanted to visit the Huasheng Temple first.

As soon as the door opened, Jue Ming, who had also washed up on the opposite side, saw him and waved like him from a distance: "Junior brother, come quickly, I just brought the food, let's go shopping together after eating."

Chen Wei took out what he carried with him from his sleeve, which represented his own brown bodhi seed, wrapped it around his right hand, and walked towards Jueming who was wearing a purple cassock.

"Brother, you look like an abbot in this outfit."

"Junior brother, you look better in this outfit." Jueming said the truth, his junior brother has looked like a golden boy before the Bodhisattva since he was a child, and he has changed year by year, becoming more and more beautiful in the past few years.

The two brothers and sisters flattered each other at the door.

In the main room, Faming listened to the flattery outside, and opened the door curtain with beard and stare: "Okay, okay, I know you both look good-looking, if you want to be the abbot, you have to come over to eat first, Chen Wei, are you hungry? Xuanzang didn't eat much all the way."

"I'm super hungry!"

The little monk standing at the door immediately covered his stomach when he heard this, he was really hungry.

When Chen Wei woke up from the wooden barrel, he was so cold and hungry that he almost wondered if Xuanzang hadn't eaten all day, so he was hungry, and he felt a little heartburn.

"Drink some rice porridge first."

In Elder Fa Ming's room, there were three food boxes, of which Fa Ming had already opened, and he handed his own rice porridge to the young apprentice, asking him to make a cushion first.

If you haven't eaten serious food for a long time, if you eat too much all of a sudden, your stomach will feel uncomfortable.

The two brothers sat down, Chen Wei looked at the unopened food box in front of him, stretched out his hand to lift the lid on it and looked inside.

"Sharing food?" The box is divided into six compartments, the two-large one holds a bowl of rice porridge, the other holds a portion of noodle cakes, and the remaining four small compartments hold unknown fruits, pickled cabbage, and fungus ,Tofu.

"Well, Huasheng Temple eats food separately from top to bottom. Everyone is a food box, and everyone eats their own food." Fa Ming brought out the rice porridge inside and explained to the little apprentice.

"This is good, but this time the Thousand Temples are gathering, Huasheng Temple has so many food boxes."

Chen Wei picked up a red strange fruit and put it in his mouth, biting it down, it was sour and sweet, very appetizing, the taste was a bit like tomato.

"We don't need to worry about this matter, junior brother, look at the scriptures engraved on these chopsticks."

Jueming held up the chopsticks in his hand, squinted at the sunlight outside the door, and recited the scriptures engraved on it; "One grain of rice, the donor, is as big as Mount Sumeru."

Chen Wei, who had already started eating sweet potato noodles, blinked his dark eyes and said: "This is the story of Ananda begging for food, who disliked the fact that he was given seven grains of rice too lightly, and was taught a lesson by the Lord Buddha. The vocabulary is so high?"

To actually engrave this scripture on the chopsticks, on the one hand, it is to warn those people not to dislike food, and on the other hand, it reminds everyone that all substances come from not easy.

The person who engraved this was either narrow-minded and had been bullied by others, or a very serious old monk who was as well-behaved as if carved out of a template.

His mouth is disgusted, but his behavior is very honest.

The three of them ate all the food in the three food boxes, and they didn't know how the kitchen prepared it.

Everyone's food is the same, but the portion size is different, but it can ensure that everyone is just full and not wasted.

"I suspect there are monsters here."

After Chen Wei ate the last red fruit, he lowered his voice and whispered.

Jueming imitated his example, and lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Did Junior Brother see or hear something?"

"No, but we just entered the temple, and we didn't even go out, so everyone knew how big everyone's appetite was, and it was exactly the same. Think about it, except for monsters, no one can do it."

"Maybe they also have temple spirits." Monk Jueming has automatically put symbols on the monsters and temple spirits after Xiao Hei has greeted each time for many years.

When the two were talking, a light yellow fennec fox above the roof, holding a small book and charcoal in its hand, flashed past and went straight to the kitchen room of Huasheng Temple.

After entering the special room for the kitchen, I tore off the note I just wrote and put it in the small window connecting the room. Soon there was a monk there who took the note to prepare food for the next temple.

After finishing all this, Shi Sang jumped to the desk and hugged the monk who was listing tomorrow's menu; "Chang Guang, I saw a young monk in the guest room just now, and I don't know which Bodhisattva came down to earth. I almost won't be able to come back, I heard that his master lived in Huasheng Temple before, let's keep him after the Fa conference is over."

The monk in front of the table put aside the newly carved chopsticks in his hand, looked up at the fennec fox in front of the table calmly: "What are you doing here, forget how the last monk with Buddha's light on his body disliked you Is it a monster?"

"But I feel that he is different." Shi Sang couldn't describe that feeling, he just took a hasty look, and based on that look, he thought that the other party would not be the kind of person who dislikes monsters.

And that Buddha's light is really strong, just taking a breath from a few meters away makes him think about that person now.

"After these three days of busy work, we will go outside and stay for half a month, and then return to the temple after the Fa Conference is over."

Chang Guang didn't like people with Buddha's light, so he picked up a new chopstick on the table, picked up the carving knife again after speaking, and started to carve.

"But he is really special, I..." Shi Sang is the second temple spirit of Huasheng Temple, it has only been enlightened for eight years, if it is not taught by Chang Guang, it will not understand anything at all.

The Buddha's light, it was only seen once on Manjusri Bodhisattva, and later on a monk who stayed overnight at Huasheng Temple.

At that time, Shi Sang was so excited that he thought it was the Lord Buddha who came down to earth, so he went to see him happily, and wanted to thank the Bodhisattva for giving him wisdom. The man caught him right away, and was brought up in front of the abbot, saying that there was a demon in their temple, and he wanted to take it away for the Taoist priest.

The author has something to say: Buddha light = automatic demon absorption.

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