When he opened the door and walked in, he was both strict and kind-hearted. He suddenly remembered that today was the day for the temple to refuel the Buddhist hall, and the evening class was half an hour later than usual. Wang Xian didn't understand the rules, but he knew it.
Yes, I was just greedy for the roast chicken, so I actually neglected it.
The two monks looked at Wang Xian, and then looked at each other first. They also felt guilty and wanted to sneak out, but were stopped by Xinyan. The two monks were not stupid. Without this boy, they and Wang Xian, who was practicing silent meditation,
Are you staring at me here?
He had no choice but to stop and carefully move to the shadows to stand. Fortunately, Xinci and Xinyan were focused on Wang Xian and did not notice anything strange about him.
"Junior brother." Xinyan's face was still expressionless. He looked at Wang Xian steadily and said in a deep voice: "Xinci said you had a meeting with the donor named Wang today?
Wang Xian looked at Xinci helplessly. Xinci had a smile on his face, but he was smiling but not smiling at all. Wang Xian had no choice but to look away and nodded.
"Do you know that you are violating the ban?" Xin Yan said in a deep voice.
"My master didn't talk to that person." Ye Xian quickly defended Wang Xian: "They just sat there with their mouths closed. Is this illegal?"
"Shut up, have you asked me?" Xinci glared at him, glanced at Ye Xian's chest, and Ye Xian immediately lowered his head guiltily and whispered: "You ask my master, but my master can't speak either.
…”
"Also," Xinci glared at Yao before the latter shut up in dismay.
However, Xinyan no longer asked, but continued in a deep voice: "Junior brother Xinying, the master asked you to practice the closed-mouth meditation. The original intention was to let you cut off right and wrong, but when you saw the donor today, you were causing trouble.
"
"I brought him here." Ye Xian said: "Even if I cause trouble, I am the one who causes trouble. If you are making trouble for my master, are you looking for the wrong person?"
"Do you dare to say that he didn't instigate you?" Xinci looked at Ye first and said, "The man who came today is called Wang Ning. He is the Marquis of Yongchun in the imperial court. He is involved in the storm of fighting for the throne. He comes to ask for help at this time.
"It's a lie to pray to the Buddha, but it's true that I want to ask the abbot for advice." He turned to Wang Xian, changed his usual friendly expression, and said coldly: "And your master, Mr. Wang, the imperial envoy of Fusi Town in the North Town,
He is also a key figure in this storm.”
"Junior Brother Xinwen came to become a monk at this time, I'm afraid it's not to cultivate, but to drag our abbot into trouble." Xinyan had no idea about Wang Xian's sudden visit to the temple to become a monk. But in the afternoon, Xinci found him,
After explaining his worries, Xinyan was convinced, and that's why he decided to call for questioning. Xinyan continued his kind words and said with a stern face: "Junior brother, I don't care what you think. But.
You have to know that no matter what the abbot has done in the past, he is already eighty years old this year, his teeth have fallen out, his eyes are dim, and he is already an old man in his twilight years. The abbot has not been able to practice meditation in these years, firstly for cultivation, and secondly because he does not want to cause trouble.
.Because he really doesn’t have the energy to deal with those intrigues anymore.”
"That's right." Xinci also echoed in a deep voice: "Junior brother, if you sincerely practice, we are very welcome. But if you deliberately want to get the abbot into trouble, then I'm sorry, don't blame us for not remembering the old friendship and putting the abbot into trouble.
You kicked him out"
Wang Xian listened quietly to Xinyan and Xinci's altercation, still smiling and saying nothing, but his smile became a little dim. But he couldn't listen anymore and argued loudly for Wang Xian: "Excuse me, is this what you two meant?
Or does it mean the abbot?"
"Of course..."
Xinci still wanted to tell a lie, but Xinyan didn't lie and said, "It was our intention."
"So you came to see my master without telling the abbot?" Ye Xian immediately caught what he was saying and asked loudly.
"The abbot has long since stopped caring about trivial matters." Xinci glared at him and said, "Now these things are in charge of your uncle Xinyan."
"My master is the abbot's apprentice, not the apprentice of Uncle Xinyan. You have no right to expel him from the door." He jumped to his feet first and cursed: "Let's go to the abbot for comment and see if this is what the abbot meant."
His commotion was so loud that it spread throughout the whole temple. The monks poked their heads outside, making Xinci and Xinyan very embarrassed. After all, there are some things that the people below will not understand. They will only see the psychiatrist.
My uncle had only been here for a day and was about to be driven away by his two uncles.
"What are you looking at? Do you still look like a monk?" Xinci scolded outside, and the monks dispersed in a hurry. Xinci closed the door and stared at him fiercely.
Ye stared back without fear. After a moment, Xinci couldn't stand it any longer and cursed: "You brat, did I say I was going to drive your master away?"
"You didn't say it, but Master Xinyan did..." Ye said first.
"I didn't say anything, I just said that your master broke the ban." Xinyan said with a straight face: "What we mean is that we hope that this kind of thing will not happen again today." After a pause, he stared at Wang with sharp eyes like a knife.
Xian, leaving no doubt about his determination: "Junior brother Xinwen, if it happens again, even if I try to blame the master, I will kick you out of the door."
"Ha, let's just say that my master is fine." Ye Xian didn't care what Xinyan said before. Hearing his last sentence, he immediately became excited and said: "Two masters have invited me. My master wants to practice closed-mouth meditation. He needs to
Quiet"
"Huh." Xinyan glanced at Wang Xian briefly, and said to Wang Xian, "Discipline your apprentice well." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Xinyan left, and Xinci naturally couldn't stay any longer. When he turned to leave, he suddenly sniffed and asked suspiciously: "What does it smell like?"
"What does it smell like?" Ye Xian asked with a guilty conscience.
"Why do I smell roasted chicken?" Xinci looked at Ye Xian. Even though the latter was standing in the dark, his lips looked bright.
"This is strange, uncle, you are a monk, how do you know what roast chicken tastes like?" He also started to attack instead of defending.
"Ahem, I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs running away." Xinci suddenly blushed.
"Uncle, not only have you seen pigs running, but you have also caught pigs," Ye Xian said with a smile, "The piece of roasted pork that uncle found from me last time was eaten by you as soon as you turned around. This is not just a person."
Saw……"
Xin Ci struck out like lightning and quickly covered Ye Xian's mouth. She looked guiltily at Xin Yan who hadn't gone far yet, glared at him fiercely and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart." He didn't care after that.
What was that bulging thing in his arms? He ran away.
Seeing that the two great monks had been sent away, he closed the door first and proudly asked for credit: "Master, how did I perform?"
"It's still the same old problem. I exert too much force." Wang Xian smiled lightly and said, "But it's still worthy of a commendation." As he spoke, he threw the chicken legs and drumsticks into Ye Xian's hands like a magic trick: "I'll reward you."
"Master, what's wrong with you?" He also clearly felt that Wang Xian was not in a high mood.
"It's nothing, I just think what they said makes sense." Wang Xian slowly rubbed his brow with his index finger and said, "I am so obsessed with dragging the old monk into trouble. I really don't deserve to be a human being."
"Scare, what are you thinking, Master? The old monk forced you to be a monk, and deliberately didn't let you speak." Ye Xian bit into the chicken leg and said vaguely: "He treats you so badly, it's only natural that you plot against him.
.”
"You bastard, I forced you to become a monk." Wang Xian was furious and hit Ye Xian on the head hard and said, "Is it natural for you to plot against me?"
"Of course not," Ye Xian said with tears in his hands, "Master has been the best to me, and it's not too late for me to love you so much."
"That's pretty much it." Wang Xian let go of his hand and sighed: "Actually, at first, I thought the old monk was not good to me, but after these years, I gradually understood the truth, and I realized that the old monk was kind to me.
It's as heavy as a mountain..." These words are not false. With his small nose, small eyes and small appearance, Wang Xian rashly threw himself into the whirlpool of the capital, a land of tigers and wolves. If he hadn't been a disciple of Daoyan Gate, he would have been killed long ago.
Giants like the King of Han and Ji Gang were eaten alive.
"Master is also very kind to me..." He hurriedly expressed his loyalty first, and just in case someone broke in again, he devoured the fat chicken. At the end, he licked his fingers with unfulfilled interest and said: "That's seven.
Share your fill."
"Hurry up and pack up these chicken bones and throw them out of the dog hole." Wang Xian ordered.
"Yes." He responded first, then collected the chicken bones on the ground, wrapped them in oil paper, and took them out of the house.
At this time, it was already dark outside, and the sesame oil had been added to the Main Hall. The monks quickly began to do evening classes. Sanskrit sounds were heard in the temple. Wang Xian followed the example of the old monk, sitting cross-legged on the futon, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his mind with his nose.
He began to recite scriptures silently... He had nothing to do during the day and had no other entertainment, so he had to pick up a Buddhist scripture on the bedside and read it. The scripture was the Shurangama Sutra, a Dacheng classic. Wang Xian was naturally very familiar with it, but
This is the first time I have read its contents so carefully.
Little did he know that he would be attracted to it as soon as he read it. This "Surangama Sutra" is actually a comprehensive collection of Buddhist practice. It starts from the teachings and instructions to arouse the intention, follow the guidance of the clear mind, see the nature, practice according to the nature, and
It explains all the realms of ordinary saints in detail, making people admire the holy realms and understand them outside the world... Anyway, Wang Xian took it in right away and read the scriptures attentively all afternoon. The most direct effect was that in the evening
During the meal, I didn’t even eat the chicken legs that I had served first. Now I actually wanted to meditate...
Soon, Wang Xian's heart calmed down. The Sanskrit sounds and the chirping of autumn insects around him seemed to reach his ears more clearly than before. It is not appropriate to say that he heard it. He should feel it, yes, it was a very mysterious feeling.
It feels like I have established some kind of connection with the world and is a part of it.
Wang Xian couldn't help but laugh to himself. He had such a mysterious feeling just by practicing. I think I am not a god, but a neurotic. Just when he was about to regard all the feelings as having a fever in his head, Wang Xian suddenly felt two people walking from outside.
He came in. After a while, the door opened as expected, and he walked in first, and said with a wry smile to Wang Xian: "Master, don't let me go out at night from now on. I always feel like someone is following me along the way."
Wang Xian didn't open his eyes and said calmly: "There is someone behind you."