Chiwuxing

Has stepped forward.

"...Amitabha," Monk Yuming clasped his hands together, bowed towards the Buddha statue, and said, "I follow my will and lead my disciples here to fulfill their vows."

Then monk Yuming turned to Concubine Ni, and said slowly: "Chan Master Zhiyue Haiyin passed away and was just about to reach his end of life. He has accomplished his merits and virtues. When he was consummated, he asked a poor monk to refine his flesh and blood. Now he has this rare relic. Zen Master Haiyin closed his eyes. At present, there is still a gatha, would you like to listen to it?"

Concubine Ni Gui was still in a daze, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were stretched slightly, and she heard the words: "... Zen Master, please explain."

Monk Yuming opened his mouth and recited:

My family's treasures are not sparing, and they are rarely recognized by people.

When Hui Jinyao's ancient body is round, it shines on the ground and the sky, shining brightly.

Jingshan's beautiful jade is the most precious, but Hepu's pearls are incomparable.

May I ask who dares to pay, Persian nostrils are three feet long.

Concubine Ni came back to her senses, slowly smiled a little, relaxed her cheeks, and said: "...The words are still open-minded and humorous, it really is Zen Master Haiyin who speaks well."

She looked at the place where the red light radiated again, trembling in her heart, and said: "It's just such a precious thing, the believer thinks... at this time, taking it away rashly at this time really offends Zen Master Haiyin..."

"There are seven meat relics here. According to the Zen master's instructions, I will give three to the nobleman for great use."

Monk Yuming brought a crude wooden box from nowhere, and put three red beads in it.

Concubine Ni saw that the stone Buddha's face dimmed suddenly, and the edges and corners of the Buddha's face became more and more clear. When she looked closely, she looked like someone she was familiar with. She stared at the Buddha's face, as if she was trapped in it, and her breathing was strangely short.

Monk Yuming approached a few steps, opened the wooden box in his hand, and said: "Chan Master Haiyin once said that the nobles gave incense to Jinguang Temple for many years, and he was able to comfort the suffering monks from all directions. gift, a word to the nobleman."

Concubine Ni glanced into the box, "stabbed", and immediately turned her gaze away as if being scalded, panic appeared in Wuqing's eyes, after a long time, she calmed down, and said slowly: "...What is this? "

"This is a Buddhist bead used by the Zen master, which is connected by blood Bodhi." Monk Yuming said.

When Concubine Ni heard this, she glanced at the contents of the box again. The red blood bodhi seeds in the ebony wood were made of twisted black thread, layered on top of each other and circled more than three times.

She stared in disbelief, the snake-like strings turned into bodhi seeds again, she was still in doubt, she couldn't speak for a while.

"The Zen master left a word," said the monk Yuming, looking up at each other, "If the nobleman's greed, anger, and desire exceed the rules, he will look like fishing for moons in the water, and he will never hear it. The karma always circulates, and the Buddha has no peace of mind."