The old monk who came uninvited claimed to be the abbot of the Guanyin Temple. His face was simple and featureless. Only the golden thread cassock on his body looked resplendent. However, it was always a bit strange to wear such a robe on a monk.
I don't know whether the word "Cao Deng" is his Buddhist name or his common name, which makes this person even more mysterious.
The old monk stood at the door and bowed to Xia Shang: "Donor, this is not where you came from. It is better to leave with the old monk."
Xia Shang was confused, let go of his wife in his arms, stood up, straightened his clothes, and asked: "Master, are outsiders not allowed to come here?"
"It's not that outsiders are not allowed to come, it's that the donor has no predestined relationship with the Buddha in this life, and over time it will distract the pilgrims from their hearts."
Host Cao Deng spoke calmly, with an unpredictable meaning.
Xia Shang was curious and smiled: "That's weird! Why did the master say this? Why did he say that I have no destiny with the Buddha?"
"Whether you believe it or not, just do it for yourself."
After speaking quietly, the host Cao Deng slowly turned around, as if about to leave, but just as the sound and shadow were about to disappear, he slowly said: "Donor, why don't you go with the old monk for a while, listen to the Buddha's voice, and think about human affairs. Perhaps the old monk can still answer some questions that the donor wants to ask but is inconvenient to ask."
After saying this, the other party stopped talking, leaving Xia Shang with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ms. Sir..." Qin Huairou frowned, "This is Master Caodeng, a well-known eminent monk. What he said..."
"Foolish talk!" Xia Shang was displeased and responded coldly, but he was thoughtful, and then said, "Madam, let me go meet the bald man for a while and see what he can say?"
After saying that, Xia Shang quickly chased after him.
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In another larger Zen room, there is a golden Buddha in the hall. It is three meters high and weighs several tons. It is magnificent and magnificent. However, the golden body is covered with dust, which obscures a lot of its brilliance.
Under the Golden Buddha is the incense table. There are two or three incense roots in the incense burner. There are not many. There should be few people here.
In front of the incense table are two futons, one on the left and one on the right, one in front and one in the back.
The host of Cao Deng sat in front, tapping the wooden fish slowly, "ta da da..."
"Donor, please sit down."
The other party did not look back, and rested calmly under the golden Buddha. There was only the sound of the wooden fish as regular as a clock.
Xia Shang glanced at the dim and low temple, followed the instructions, and sat cross-legged on the futon behind the grass lantern.
After sitting down, Xia Shang was about to speak, but Cao Deng said one step ahead: "It goes without saying, the verdict is asking for heirs."
Xia Shang was stunned, and then shocked. The other party hit the point without even saying a word. He must be a very capable person!
All the previous discussions were about Qin Huairou asking Bodhisattva to bless the Prime Minister for his safe return, and it had nothing to do with the judgment of the lot interpretation. Therefore, Xia Shang was always worried about the judgment. He did not have to understand the meaning of the judgment, but wanted to understand Qin's judgment. Huairou was thinking, she didn't know what exactly made her think about it, and she didn't hesitate to ask for divination.
Asking for a son!
I see!
Xia Shang suddenly realized that this was where his wife's heart was tied.
No wonder he wanted to kill her first and then marry her a concubine. It turned out that she wanted to continue the Xia family's legacy.
Xia Shang was thoughtful and wanted to go to his wife's Zen room.
Cao Deng said again: "Since you have solved one of the puzzles, why not solve the other two and three?"
"Um?"
"It's better to listen to the poor monk and beat a dozen wooden fish to wash yourself!"
Cao Deng spoke calmly, but Xia Shang did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.
He used to be the one who counted on others, but how could anyone ever count on him?
Those who were struck by the words of this eminent monk today truly met a master from another world.
Xia Shang stopped talking and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and calming his mind.
Cao Deng didn't say much, and continued to gently tap the wooden fish in the same rhythm.
"Da da da……"
The rhythm of the monotonous wooden fish sound was surprisingly uniform, and the old monk in front of him was like a machine, without any deviation.
After listening to this rhythm for a long time, it seems that I have entered a strange state, and the sound of the wooden fish seems to have become a ticking clock.
At this moment, the passage of time is within reach. In a strange state, it seems that time can be grasped, but it is impossible to grasp it. It slides gently through the fingertips like running water...
"Okay, how do you feel?"
Hearing the sound of the grass lantern again, Xia Shang felt a thrill all over his body. He suddenly came back to his senses and realized that the light in the meditation room where he was was much darker.
Looking back, I saw that the door of the Zen room was open, and it was pitch dark outside. There was no more noise from pilgrims or the sound of evening drums.
Seeing Xia Shang's surprised expression, the old monk smiled faintly: "The time is so prosperous, and the yellow beam is just a dream. Young man, go where you should go and walk on the road you should take!"
Xia Shang can understand the first half of the sentence, but how to understand the second half?
Xia Shang was puzzled: "Master, where should I go? How should I go?"
"You came from heaven, why bother to stay in the human world? The prosperity in front of you is just a dream, and in the end it will be all in vain. It is better to let go and follow the wind and enter my Buddhist door."
"I came from heaven!"
Just these first five words made Xia Shang feel numb. Could he be hinting at my true identity?
Is there really anyone in this world who can tell that they have traveled through time?
Are you threatening me? You want me to practice Buddhism, or else you will reveal the secret?
For a moment, Xia Shang's mind was in chaos, and an inexplicable fear surged into his heart, as if someone had erased everything he had now, and as if everything in front of him was a dream, and if he didn't pay attention, he would...
wake up.
Even if it is a dream, Xia Shang will never allow himself to wake up. Everything in this life has been imprinted in his heart, how can he let it go?
When Xia Shang's thoughts were wandering, Cao Deng turned around slightly and looked at Xia Shang with squinted eyes. He couldn't see his expression, let alone what he was thinking. However, his lifeless gaze made Xia Shang's scalp numb, as if he could not hide anything.
Unable to escape the opponent's eyes, he was almost in a state of chaos, shouting "Holy Monk, forgive me".
At this moment, Xia Shang's vision went dark, and he felt a sudden surge of power in his body!
That's a purple energy!
It smells like moong crabapple!
Xia Shang had no idea what was going on. He instinctively thought it was a burst of true energy from Yue Haitang, but he didn't know when it came into his body.
Is it possible that three strands of true energy have gathered in his body?
This is not the key.
The key is that the purple energy surges in the body, as if countless silver needles are pricking on his spiritual platform, and his mind is instantly clear!
Cao Deng seemed to have noticed the changes in Xia Shang. Gu Jing Wubo's face suddenly showed a solemn expression and he let out a light sigh.
"That's right! I'm also proficient in the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, and divination should be my strength! Even if he can calculate something other than my destiny, it must be a vague guess. There is no such thing as divination.
Who can be very sure about the conclusion? A common problem among fortune tellers is that the more uncertain the fate, the more certain it is to state it, in order to stabilize the suspicion of those who seek predictions.
He said it casually before, but in fact he was very sure that he must be hiding his doubts in order to test himself!" (To be continued)