Ever since Ye Yizhe made a mistake at White Horse Temple that year, no one, including Sang Teng, spoke up for the master. Only Mr. Lin, the gatekeeper, stood up and said that they were too attached to foreign objects and that they were all wrong, even if he really
It has tarnished the Buddha statue. Even if he is not a child but an adult, he should not be blamed. For things like faith, what matters is the heart rather than these illusory statues. Although no one will listen to what a gatekeeper says, let alone
No one paid attention to all the causes and effects he said, but Ye Yizhe still began to have a good impression of this old man who was not very familiar with him from that time.
It is so easy for a child to change. Whoever treats him better, even just a little bit, he will regard this person as a pillar of support.
And Old Man Lin did give him a surprise. Although most of the days he spent with him were eating and drinking, as he grew older, no matter what kind of topics he got involved in, this seemingly ordinary old man could always tell the truth.
Some of his own principles were even deeper than others' understanding. Only then did Ye Yizhe, who was already very sensible, realize that this old man was not as ordinary as he seemed.
If he were to publish a book, he would become famous all over the world. Ye Yizhe has always believed in this.
It can be done in many ways.
In fact, Ye Yizhe thought about it later and it was indeed like this. A person who had been listening to others chanting sutras and chanting Buddha for decades, and the books piled up in the concierge were as tall as a mountain. He was not an ordinary person in any way.
It's just that other people have ignored this, or they haven't paid attention to this type of people at all.
It's not obvious, but it has a foundation that ordinary people can't imagine.
And it is largely because of the support of this group of people that the master has achieved a status that others cannot match. This is also the reason why Senior Brother Sang Teng can't catch up with the master no matter how hard he tries.
A sentence that Old Man Lin once said to him can best describe this: "The reason why your master is admired by the world is not because of his profound Dharma, nor because he can bring peace to people, and of course not because of it."
It's because he has been reciting sutras for many years. Others want to respect such an old man. In my opinion, those things are not as important as one thing, which is respect for ordinary people and even disadvantaged groups, respect from the heart.
And you are willing to integrate into their world. Only in this way can you truly understand their sufferings and truly benefit the world. I am one of them, and I have been able to do it day after day since your master was still young.
When he smiles sincerely when he sees me year after year, I know that he is destined to be not an ordinary person, and that kind of respect can never be brought by money."
From the moment his senior brother stepped into the Potala Palace, Ye Yizhe knew very well that he was destined to be just a master.
After taking out all the things he had brought, he couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Old Man Lin's gradually happy expression.
Such an old man would still show his childish nature for such a little cooked food and a pot of wine. This open-mindedness towards life also infected Ye Yizhe.
Looking at the cigarettes he took out at the end, Old Man Lin felt as if he was seeing prey. He wanted to pounce on them. He took the two cigarettes worth only two hundred dollars as if they were treasures and said solemnly.
After putting it in one of his boxes, he sat at the table and smelled the wine Ye Yizhe brought him.
A very ordinary wine, but in his opinion it has the best taste.
He often said that there are three treasures in life: good wine, books and tobacco.
He also said that the happiest time in his life was when he was holding a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" with a glass of the strongest home-brewed highland barley wine next to him, and then basking in the sun comfortably.
Books are good books, wine is good wine, and the sun is rare and bright.
The scene of that afternoon, whether it was because of the scenery or the content of the book, he always remembered it in his heart.
This picture does not seem unusual to ordinary people, but Ye Yizhe is very clear about how luxurious it is for him. In this place, in this holy land surrounded by snow-capped mountains, there are indeed very few days with the sun.
.
But Old Man Lin, the most ordinary person, is really like the book One Hundred Years of Solitude. People who don't understand it just pass by.
After all, how many people are truly willing to believe that everything this old man does is filled with wisdom.
Anyway, Ye Yizhe believed it.
As long as he was in Mo Town, he would always come to see him for a certain period of time. The master never objected to this. Instead, he asked him to say hello to Old Man Lin every time he came, and sometimes he even took out two bottles of his own homemade wine.
He would bring him food and wine, and his mistress would occasionally bring him a bed of cotton wool to save him from freezing. Except when he came, Old Man Lin had always been alone in these years, and no one else could
The loneliness he endured has become a part of his spiritual practice.
After taking a deep breath of the wine, Old Man Lin said with satisfaction: "This wine is at least fifty years old. You are not allowed to bring such a good thing next time."
Listening to his angry voice, Ye Yizhe did not explain. In order to prevent him from knowing the value of the wine, he had specially changed the bottle and brought the wine with the most ordinary wine flask at home. Unexpectedly, he just smelled it.
came out.
In recent years, the master has been alone at home. He is not an alcoholic, so he rarely makes wine by himself. Therefore, the things he brings to Old Man Lin can only be bought by himself in the town, or he brought some from Sang Ran's house in the past. This year, because of
Because he was in Jiangzhou, he asked Feng Siniang to help him prepare some when he came back. She thought he was going to bring it to Master Zheyang, so she naturally went to get the best Maotai that could be bought, which was aged for decades.
, ordinary people simply can’t get it.
Old man Lin has never allowed him to spend money. When he saw this scene, he could only say flatteringly: "This is a mistake. Grandpa Lin, you know me."
"If I didn't know you, I would have done it to you."
Taking a small sip, Old Man Lin seemed to enjoy this feeling. He shook his head twice and sighed: "The wine is good, but it lacks some farm flavor. I drink what big people like this drink."
If you’re not used to it, bring me something simpler next time.”
Ye Yizhe nodded and poured himself a sip. While drinking, he said, "Grandpa Lin, I have been away for more than half a year. How is your health?"
"Not blind, not deaf, able to climb mountains, able to guard doors, there is nothing more perfect than this." Mr. Lin Fengxian said with a smile, "But your master, even if I am here, can guess that he should not
Well, to be honest, this boy Santeng’s move really exceeded our expectations."
The first person to learn that Sang Teng was leaving was none other than Lin Fengxian, the gatekeeper of the White Horse Temple.
During those days, he had already guessed this from the clothes of strangers who often appeared and the occasional laughter and laughter, and informed Zheyang that they had all seen the rise of the Potala Palace in recent years.
Here, it gradually acquires the demeanor of a holy land, overwhelming this nominal holy land in the snowy mountains. What is lacking is just such a master-level existence.
To be precise, he lacks a master of Sang Teng's level.
In Plateau Province, there are still many so-called masters, and they do have real talents and learning. In a country that believes in Buddhism, it is difficult to deceive the world and steal the reputation. Any common person can talk about a lot of philosophy casually, without any real information.
No matter what, I can't control the situation.
But there is only one living Buddha like Zhe Yang, and there are not many masters like Sang Teng.
And the reason why Sang Teng is the most suitable candidate is because of Zhe Yang. They have invited him for many years. This old man Lin has known about it for a long time. They have been sending people to invite him to come out since decades ago.
He declined each time, and after repeated attempts, they finally realized that Zhe Yang, the Living Buddha, really did not want to leave the mountain, and they had no choice but to leave.
Finally, Zheyang left the White Horse Temple and returned to the mountain, where a simple house stood alone in the mountains.
They thought an opportunity had come, so they sent people to the mountainside again and again to invite him.
It wasn't until one day when Zheyang made it clear that he had no interest in the Potala Palace that several people left with red faces and went back to discuss it before deciding to invite Sang Teng.
But at that time, they were still waiting to see if Santeng would become successful. After all, he was not very famous at that time.
As more and more people went to the White Horse Temple, Sang Teng also gained enough status. It was not solely relying on Zhe Yang's reputation to support the White Horse Temple. They also made up their minds and came to the White Horse Temple again.
It was Sang Teng who hit it off immediately.
From the way they left with smiles, Lin Fengxian knew that White Horse Temple could no longer keep anyone.
He knew very well that if Sang Teng left, the White Horse Temple was destined to be abandoned. Although he didn't want to do this, he had no idea at that time. No matter how open-minded he was, he still had deep feelings for such a place.
Although he did not receive any substantial benefits, in the end he was allowed to watch people come and go and watch these characters achieve his path, his own Dharma.
Zheyang just told him on the phone to let them go, there were some things they couldn't change just because they wanted to, and since the White Horse Temple was very prosperous for a while, it was a good thing to be quiet for a while.
Finally, there was an incident that caused some turmoil in Plateau Province and even the political situation, and Santeng entered the Potala Palace.
There were people coming to White Horse Temple at first, but a month later, it was completely deserted.
Only Mr. Lin Fengxian is left.
"Senior brother, he also has his own thoughts." Ye Yizhe knew that he must have had thoughts about Sang Teng, so he explained to him that he didn't pay much attention to the matter of Tibetan Buddhism, and he didn't know the inside story as well as his master and Old Man Lin.
, but he always felt that his senior brother was not that kind of person.
Old man Lin couldn't help but shook his head and said: "We have never really blamed him. After all, it is a good thing for young people to have their own ideas. Now there is no one here. I am happy alone. In the past six months, I have also gained
Tranquility like never before.”
Young people, those who can say this about Master Sang Teng who has been rumored to be a god in the outside world, except for Master Zhe Yang, is the old man in front of me. Others, even those who are much older than Sang Teng, whoever sees him is not