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

One day, the weather turned from sunny to cloudy to heavy rain. After Sakyamuni left first, many believers under the tree stood under the canopy to avoid the heavy rain and continued to preach scriptures and Zen, and talked about the mysteries.

A famous monk wearing a fiery red robe stood under a tree, and accidentally saw the golden cicada hiding from the rain under the leaves. Curiously, he raised his head and looked at the opponent's finger-sized body. , You should have lived longer than four seasons, but now you have been enlightened by the Buddha to live to this day, do you still have the instinct of Xia Chan?"

What is instinct?Jin Chanzi didn't ask the monk, but just opened one eye from under the leaves, glanced at the speaker, and remembered his appearance and the scroll of pictures in his hand.

Huanxi Buddha didn't get angry and didn't get the answer. Anyway, this Buddha had a few words with Sakyamuni, and he treated them coldly.

After the rain stopped and all the other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas left, Huanxi Buddha stood under the tree alone and uncovered the leaves from the golden cicada, facing the golden cicada with both eyes open because it was disturbed from sleeping. Chanzi said: "Tomorrow I will bring you something special."

After finishing speaking, cover it again with that leaf.

Golden Cicada under the leaves: "..."

On the second day, Huanxi Buddha did what he said. He got up early in the morning and searched for trees near his residence. After catching for a long time, he finally caught a female cicada. He ran to the Bodhi tree.

Sakyamuni was talking about the Shurangama Heart Sutra for everyone, and there were already countless figures around the bodhi tree. He squeezed aside the Venerable Aga, and walked to the bodhi tree while everyone was listening to the scriptures and discussing the Buddha. In the rear, I found the golden cicada hiding in the shade of a tree, and then took out the female cicada hidden in the sleeve.

The mother cicada was placed on the tree with a full face of anticipation. After being released on the bodhi tree, the female cicada squeaked and screamed on the spot.

The other Xia Chan lay silently on top of the tree, and his cold eyes fell on the noisy Xia Chan. He has always maintained his prototype, making it impossible for people to see his emotions from a black Xia Chan.

Huanxi Buddha thought that he didn't understand what he meant, so he held down the female cicada on the tree with a smile, pushed it forward, and soon came to less than a foot in front of the golden cicada.

Loosening his hand, he spoke with confidence: "Here, this is a female cicada, which comes from the same origin as you. Is yin and yang intermingling?"

After finishing speaking, he took out the notebook that he was always drawing with him, took out the writing brush that he carried with him, swung the pen with his wrist, and drew the appearance of Jin Chanzi on the paper like a cloud and flowing water, and then drew another under him. That female cicada.

In order to be realistic, Huanxi Buddha looked at the two cicadas squatting on the big tree while painting, trying to make the golden cicadas who were watching for a while recognize it and the female cicada at the first time.

Shakyamuni on the back of the bodhi tree led many believers and had just said in the "Mahayana Lenga Sutra" that all dharmas have no birth due to self-nature, when they heard an exclamation from behind the tree.

"Snapped!"

A long brown vine drilled out of the crown of the tree rose from the void, made a sound of breaking through the air, and appeared in front of everyone with its head full.

Everyone present looked up at the same time and looked at the towering bodhi tree behind Sakyamuni, which could only be embraced by three people holding hands. Holding a long vine, he was vigorously beating a familiar Buddha.

Everyone fixed their eyes, and carefully recognized the other party's identity from the fat and white face that was slapped by the tree vine.

Huanxi Buddha, Lingshan likes monks who carry brushes every day, and draw wherever they go. It is often said that the harmony of yin and yang is of great benefit to practice, but now people do not see the benefits of practice.

But the fact that he was beaten badly was clearly seen by everyone.

The young man in black sitting on the treetop jumped out of thin air, jumped over the heads of Sakyamuni and the crowd, and chased the fleeing figure of Huanxi Buddha with a blank face.

Venerable Aga saw a painting album on the ground with sharp eyes, and secretly picked it up and opened it when no one was paying attention. You deserve the beating.

Jin Chanzi chased the white and fat Huanxi Buddha for a whole day and whipped him with a tree vine. From then on, the monk who owed him dared not approach the Bodhi tree. Be honest for a long time.

Carrying the vine and returning to the bodhi tree, Jinchanzi changed back to her original form in the moonlight, uncovered the leaves and lay down inside.

I don't know how long after that, there are more and more believers under the tree. Occasionally, when Jin Chanzi opened a slit from under the leaves to look outside, he saw bright heads sitting under the tree facing the scorching sun. , sweating, wiping sweat and listening to the class, looking at countless heads.

Jin Chanzi, who got his head out from under the leaves, stared blankly at the changed world below, smelling the various scents emanating from these believers, and finally had his first pursuit in life.

He wanted to move, and took the bodhi tree far away. It was impossible to expect Shakyamuni to leave. This monk has been under the tree for thousands of years and refused to move. It is estimated that he will not plan to leave in the future.

Jin Chanzi, who can do whatever she wants, peels off the leaves on her body, turns into a human body and falls to the ground, and walks away.

The Lingshan Mountain is huge, and the three thousand Buddhas and tens of thousands of Bodhisattvas are sitting facing the west, and the golden cicadas are walking south with their backs, from day to night, moving forward without stopping.

After a long time, he finally found a quiet area surrounded by mountains with good scenery. Standing in the open space, Jin Chanzi found a few gravels and put them together to form a small mountain on the ground. Then he looked up and looked around. After remembering the surrounding scenery and the stones placed on the ground, he walked back.

On the second day, the Buddhas, the three thousand Bodhisattvas, and the five hundred Aro sat under the tree again and began to preach. Xiaoxi, after arriving at the place surrounded by mountains, I saw that the stones on the ground were the same as before I left, and I made sure that no one came to disturb me.

Jin Chanzi was still not at ease, holding a bodhi tree vine in his hand, and began to inspect his new site with a stern face and expressionless, beware of not inspecting carefully, and would not be willing to talk like Sakyamuni again. The walking monk.

The mountain wind is swaying, and there are vines and vines everywhere, pine forests, rugged mountain roads, and weeds are half the height of a person.

Jin Chanzi, dressed in black, held the vines in his hands, and walked all the way to break the weeds that blocked the road.

I walked all the way to the depths of the mountain, but I still didn't see a single figure, nor could I hear a single noisy voice.

Standing in the middle of the mountain, Buddha's eyes were like lightning looking at the stream in the distance.

Very good, there is not even the sound of the stream, the world is so silent that he is the only one there.

This feeling of silence of all things has not been experienced by Shakyamuni since he came under the tree for a long time.

Even standing in the middle of the mountain, I feel that the environment here is better and more hidden than the outside world just now, and it will not be occupied by Shakyamuni and his followers.

Jin Chanzi, who thought he had found a good place, walked towards the same silent stream, trying to wash off the dark green grass juice that had just stained his hands.

When the people who arrived at the bank of the stream were about to squat down to wash their hands, they saw a small, slender fish, the size of a hand, lying white on a large rock in the stream, with half of its head sticking out of the water, taking small mouthfuls. Drinking the streams that flowed down.

When drinking water, there was no sound at all, and when he caught a glimpse of a tall figure approaching the bank, he lay there motionless, like a fish-shaped stone.

Jin Chanzi squatted on the shore, looked down at the position where he was squatting at the moment, it was downstream.

Looking up again, the location of the fish is upstream.

If he wanted to wash his hands, he would use all the saliva from that fish?

With this realization, the Buddha who likes to be clean stood up on the spot, and walked towards the thin fish lying on the big rock with his tree vine whip.

The other party waited for him to come to the front and back, turned the fish's eyes to look at him, and then, without knowing what to think, the fish moved silently to the right of the big rock. After moving a certain distance, it continued to put its head on the rock. The whole body is washed by the water flow, and the water is drunk by the way.

Jin Chanzi looked at the position where the other party moved out, and also walked over silently, squatted on the big rock and began to wash his palms.

One person, one fish, without interfering with each other, without intersecting each other.

Chen Wei had a dream in the middle of the night. He dreamed that he had turned into a fish. He lay on the edge of a stream and didn't know how long he hadn't eaten. He was so hungry that he wanted to bite his own tail and take a bite.

After searching for a long time in the stream, he couldn't find any place to eat. He searched all the crevices of the rocks in the stream.

A person who has gained nothing and is hungry can only lean weakly on a rock in the end, put half of his head on the larger rock above, and open his mouth in an attempt to fill his stomach with water.

This method was quite effective. After drinking for a while, he felt that the hungry throbbing feeling all over his body eased a lot, and he was not in a hurry to leave. He just lay down in the middle of the stream, opened his mouth and let the stream pour into his mouth.

When he heard the sound of footsteps after drinking for a long time, he squinted at the boy in black with a cold face who owed him 500 yuan. The man walked not far away and squatted down, looking up at him intently. .

The person who was busy drinking water rolled his eyes and continued to drink water intently. Then he saw that person coming over, standing next to him with his head down and silently looking at him...looking at him...

Chen Wei, who was lying in the stream drinking water, felt terrified on the spot, and quietly moved aside, thinking that this guy wants to catch fish to eat?

Fortunately, his tense nerves soon relaxed, the other party just squatted on the big rock to wash his hands, and Chen Wei took a deep breath, and smelled a strange smell on this person, it seemed that he was not so hungry after inhaling ?

He took a few more breaths before burying his head in the stream, allowing the cold water to flow over his head, so that his hallucinating fish brain would wake up.

When he lifted his head out of the water, the world in front of him changed, and the face in front of him changed from a boy in black to a mother.

"The alarm clock has gone off six times! You'll be in time for your school lunch if you don't get up again."

Chen's mother stretched out her big palm, uncovered the quilt on Chen Wei's body mercilessly, dragged him to the washbasin, and handed him toothpaste: "I'll give you 3 minutes, hurry up, don't sleep every night and be a cat, you If you really become a cat, you can catch a fish for me!"

Chen Wei, who was holding a toothbrush and stuffing it into his mouth, stood in front of the mirror and tilted his head to look at his parents: "I really dreamed about fish last night, but I didn't dream about cats."

Chen's mother glanced at the clock on the wall, and when the hour hand reached seven o'clock, other people's children were already sitting in the classroom for morning self-study, and her family was still brushing their teeth to discuss dreams with her.

Mother Chen sighed and took the feather duster off the wall.

The teenager standing in front of the mirror and brushing his teeth slowly, saw the bright feather duster behind the mirror and jumped up on the spot, picked up the toothbrush cup and started rinsing his mouth. It only took 1 minute to finish washing before his parents rushed over He put on his schoolbag, picked up the breakfast on the table and rushed out of the house.

"Mom! Stop chasing, see you tonight~"

In the depths of Xitian Lingshan, Jin Chanzi stood in the middle of the mountain and looked at the stream. The slender fish from yesterday had disappeared, and it seemed that all directions could become his own territory again.

The Buddha who came here with the bodhi tree thought about holding the bodhi tree and going to the land surrounded by mountains on all sides. He put the bodhi tree in that position, thinking that there is a mountain between the fish and the fish, so they don’t need to see each other. very good.

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