one year later.
temple.
Ding Yuanying wanted to come and seek peace of mind. Several leading figures in the audio industry died overseas. They were all killed by Ding Yuanying's plot to kill the rich and give to the poor.
And that Zhu Tou San also committed suicide.
Their deaths were all caused by Ding Yuanying.
Temple entrance.
"Two donors, please go to the side to buy tickets." The monk guarding the door said cheerfully. He is white, fat, and very kind.
"Excuse me, Master, we are here hoping to meet a master with profound attainments in Buddhism. Please give me some advice, Master," Ding Yuanying said politely. He came with Han Chufeng.
"Amitabha, the abbot of this temple is a master with profound attainments in Buddhism. However, the abbot lives in seclusion, studies Buddhism intensively, and never accepts guests easily.
If the two donors want to visit the temple, please buy tickets nearby.
If you want to meet eminent monks, please visit other temples.
Each temple has an eminent monk and abbot, Amitabha. "The fat little monk declined politely. He asked twice to buy tickets.
Ding Yuanying glanced at Han Chufeng.
Han Chufeng took out a large envelope from his handbag, which contained a lot of hundred-dollar bills, a total of fifty thousand.
Ding Yuanying handed the big envelope to the fat little monk, "Master, please pass this to the abbot, saying that there are two guests who sincerely want to see you."
"Two donors, please wait a moment." The fat little monk took the envelope, agreed to inform, and turned around and went in. It seems like you only report it if you have money.
Ding Yuanying and Han Chufeng waited quietly at the door for a moment.
The fat little monk came out and said, "Two donors, Master, please reply." He returned the big envelope to Ding Yuanying.
Ding Yuanying took the big envelope and glanced at Han Chufeng.
Han Chufeng immediately put another 50,000 yuan into the big envelope. This time the total is one hundred thousand, which is not a small amount.
"Master, please inform me again." This time it was Han Chufeng who spoke.
"Two donors, wait a moment." The fat little monk nodded in agreement.
After a while.
The fat little monk is back again.
"Master replied, no, no." He returned the big envelope to Ding Yuanying again.
I can't see it.
Ding Yuanying came up with a trick.
He took out a small envelope from his arms and inside was a small piece of paper.
"Master, please trouble me again and give this to the master. If the master still refuses to receive you, we won't bother you." Ding Yuanying said politely.
"Two donors, wait a moment." The fat little monk went in again.
Han Chufeng asked curiously, "What's the trick?"
"The poem I made up is not a trick for Zhao'er." Ding Yuanying said with a smile.
"Can it be done?"
"Let it go."
This time Ding Yuanying and Han Chufeng waited for a longer time.
The fat little monk came out and clasped his hands together, "Two donors, please come with me."
Ding Yuanying and Han Chufeng looked at each other and said to themselves, "We can finally go in."
They followed the fat little monk through several doors.
We arrived at a remote courtyard.
An old monk was waiting at the door with his hands behind his back.
"Two donors, this is Master Zhixuan."
"Amitabha." Master Zhixuan saluted with one hand.
"Master, I'm sorry for disturbing you." Ding Yuanying bowed.
"Two donors, please come in." Master Zhixuan said politely.
"Thank you, Master, please." Ding Yuanying went in at the head.
The three of them took their seats.
"What is the true scripture? What kind of practice can you practice without taking the true scripture?" Master Zhixuan asked first. He asked the question based on Ding Yuanying's poem.
"It is reasonable for the master to question the younger generation, but the younger generation has the audacity to speak nonsense.
The so-called true scriptures are the methods that can lead to Nirvana.
Enlightenment is not cultivation.
Cultivation is about seeking,
Enlightenment lies in knowing,
..." Ding Yuanying probably means that cultivation is not about practicing, but about realizing it yourself. Once you realize it, you will have everything. If you don't understand it, there is no point in forcing it.
The truth is that truth. Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and other arts can all understand the truth.
But it seems that Taoism and Buddha said more. Of course it’s also more difficult to understand.
After a discussion between Master Zhixuan and Ding Yuanying, he recognized some of Ding Yuanying's insights and believed that Ding Yuanying was only one step away from attaining enlightenment. But this step is as difficult as reaching the sky.
"Two donors, please move to the tea pavilion." At this time, Master Zhixuan invited Ding Yuanying and Han Chufeng to drink tea in another place.
The three of them sat down again.
Talk about other things.
Ding Yuanying once again talked about the word "reliance" in Chinese culture.
He feels that Chinese people rely on their parents at home, and rely on friends, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas outside, etc. In short, they rely on everything except themselves.
What Ding Yuanying said should be true.
As for why not rely on yourself?
It’s inconvenient to say more about this, because relying on yourself is the hardest way. Some people who just want to rely on themselves have gone abroad and never come back. Some people who only rely on themselves are desperate.
...
Another place.
Another group of people.
A gorgeous hall.
On stage.
"Congratulations to Zhou Qiang for winning this year's Best Actor Award..." Zhou Qiang won the grand prize.
Under the lights, Zhou Qiang made a shining appearance and became the focus of everyone's attention.
"Mr. Zhou, as the fastest actor to win the Best Actor Award, how do you feel at this moment?"
A sentence appeared in Zhou Qiang's mind: "I paid the most, so..."
He's not stupid, of course he didn't say that.
"I can only say that I am lucky. The actors in the audience who were selected together with me are all worse than me. Maybe they are a little less lucky..." Zhou Qiang said a few words modestly and started the next process.
"First of all, I want to thank my girlfriend Rui Xiaodan, then thank my friends Ye Zhiqiu, Ouyang Xue, Xiao Yawen..., thank you xxtv..." Zhou Qiang thanked the organizer and the director team in a circle. of.
...
After winning the award.
"Brother Zhou, Ding Yuanying and Han Chufeng went to the temple, and I also want to visit." Ye Zhiqiu said. Zhou Qiang won the award, and he came to watch. His illness has basically recovered. He became Zhou Qiang's follower.
"Brother Qiang, I heard that the temple is very powerful. I want to go too." Rui Xiaodan and Ouyang Xue also wanted to go.
"Then let's go and have a look." Zhou Qiang agreed. He wasn't worried about not getting in.
...
Zhou Qiang, Rui Xiaodan, Ouyang Xue, Xiao Yawen, and Ye Zhiqiu went to the temple.
Temple entrance.
"Little Master, we want to see Master Zhixuan, please let us know." Zhou Qiang said politely.
"Several donors, Master Zhixuan doesn't accept guests easily, so please go and buy tickets." It's still the fat little monk from before. He is used to rejection and getting people to buy tickets.
Ye Zhiqiu took out a small envelope and handed it to the young monk, "Please let me know, young master." He put a little money in the small envelope.
The fat little monk went in to report.
After a while.
He came out and said, "Several donors, Master replied, no."
Zhou Qiang took out a small envelope from his arms and handed it to the fat little monk, "Little master, please help me to report again. If it doesn't work, we will go down the mountain."
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"Okay, donor." The fat and white monk went in again.
When the fat little monk walked away, Ye Zhiqiu whispered, "Brother Zhou, there is no one here, let's go in?" After saying this, he sneaked in.
"Xiaoye, you go first." Zhou Qiang looked around. If he went in alone, it was just that he had three women with him, so it was not easy to sneak in like this.
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and disappeared in a few steps.
"Brother Qiang, what's in your envelope?" Rui Xiaodan asked.
"It's a piece of paper signed by me." Zhou Qiang said casually.
"Is it a check?" Xiao Yawen asked.
Zhou Qiang smiled and said nothing.
After a while.
The fat little monk came over.
"Several donors, please come in."
"Young master, please lead the way." Zhou Qiang said. He went in with the three girls.
They were led directly to the tea pavilion.
Master Zhixuan is also waiting outside the door.
"The donors are so polite."
"I'm disturbing the master's peace." Zhou Qiang cupped his hands.
Several people went in and sat down.
A young master serves tea.
"Good tea." Zhou Qiang tasted it and said.
"Since the donor likes it, just give him a few kilograms." Master Zhixuan said kindly.
"Thank you, Master, for the tea."
"I wonder what brings the donor here?"
"No big deal, just praying for blessings and peace." Zhou Qiang came with nothing to do.
"The donor is a rich and powerful person, there is no need to come here to ask for help." The master looked at Zhou Qiang first. He felt that Zhou Qiang was indescribable and could not see through it.
Then he looked at the other three women.
"This benefactor is destined to have two catastrophes. He has already overcome one of them. He still has a life-or-death catastrophe that will begin within a year." The master looked at Rui Xiaodan and said something that shocked everyone.
"Is it possible for me to accompany her through the disaster?" Zhou Qiang asked. He knows what's going on. Rui Xiaodan died twice in the TV series, once he escaped and once he didn't escape.
"With the benefactor here, I have no worries. The benefactor also helped us through the previous catastrophe." Master Zhixuan seemed to have seen through everything.
Zhou Qiang nodded and said nothing.
Rui Xiaodan also resisted asking.
"These two benefactors have deep blessings. With the benefactors protecting them, they have nothing to worry about." Master Zhixuan saw the relationship between them and Zhou Qiang.
At this time, shouts came from outside.
"Let me go!" Ye Zhiqiu struggled and was caught here.
"Brother Zhou, save me, they are bullying me." Ye Zhiqiu shouted.
"Xiaoye, don't yell indiscriminately in this important place of Buddhism." Zhou Qiang warned.
"Eh..., can a person who is destined to die be saved?" Master Zhixuan looked at Ye Zhiqiu and exclaimed.
"It is true that I will die, but Brother Zhou saved me." Ye Zhiqiu replied carefully. He felt seen through by the master.
Upon hearing this, Master Zhixuan looked at Zhou Qiang again, took a closer look, and shook his head helplessly, "Mr. Zhou's character is too noble. I can't see clearly. I'm ashamed."
"Master, there is no need to be ashamed. The world is so vast and full of wonders, how can you know it all?"
...
"Master's cultivation is extraordinary, I admire you." After chatting for a while, Zhou Qiang and a few others said goodbye and left.
