At this time, there was an old man beside him who had a sharp ear and a good brain. He directly asked: "Master, I don't know..."
Zhu Pingan answered directly: "There is a female thief in, probably the one the monk is looking for..."
"Oh..." Mr. Da nodded, also thinking, probably analyzing the problem.
"Don't worry, the owner will be found in no time!" Zhu Ping'an was very sure.
How could the woman in black hide herself from the little monk with such little tricks?
Zhu Ping'an was also happy to see the result. He just stole something, and if he returned it, the handsome monk wouldn't be beaten or killed...
Wei Qingshan would never let a little girl steal a monk's things no matter what. Zhu Ping'an didn't care about these little things, even if Wei Qingshan was here.
The crowd slowly moved forward, and the nearby people who came out to worship the real Buddha slowly went home with joy on their faces. Mr. Da also gave the instructions and prepared to continue setting off...
The monk on the other side of the road came over slowly, walked directly to Mr. Da and Zhu Ping'an, and saluted: "I'm sorry, little monk, but I'm sorry, this is the convoy of Luojia Academy. Do you dare to ask if this is Mr. Da from Luojia Academy?" "
Mr. Da nodded: "White Horse Temple is full of talented people. They are so young and so capable. It is unimaginable!"
The monk bowed again and said, "Mr. Da is so complimentary. The young monk is only a novice monk in the Buddhist sect, so he is too ashamed to be worthy of it. The young monk wants to ask for a favor, and I hope that Mr. Da will be able to facilitate you."
"Looking for someone?" Mr. Da looked at Zhu Pingan again.
The monk saluted every time he said a word: "That's right, the Maha Saint is in the motorcade. Most of the people in the motorcade are disciples from the Academy. I'm afraid they will be disturbed if they meet her. Please excuse me, Mr. Da..."
As the monk said this, he looked towards the cart behind Zhu Ping An.
This is already a hint and an explicit statement. The monk is just being polite. It’s not that he doesn’t know! In other words, it's not that he couldn't guess.
But why did the monk have to wait until the crowd had left before he exposed it?
avoid unnecessary trouble?
Zhu Ping'an didn't bother to think too much and just pointed back!
The monk bowed to Zhu Ping'an again, probably to thank the host for the promise, then approached the car and said softly: "Lanyu, come out, stop making trouble..."
What……
What tone?
What words?
Zhu Ping An has a huge incomprehensible sign written on his forehead. Is this the way Buddhist monks talk to women?
There was silence in the car...
Wish you peace is speechless! I thought so much and used a lot of evil thoughts, but it turned out that I was not on the right path.
"Lanyu, I have already left the temple. I only want to practice asceticism in the world and will not go back..." The monk said again, his tone was very gentle.
I wish Ping An rolled his eyes to the sky, what kind of trouble are the eminent monks of White Horse Temple and the holy girl of the Maha Evil Sect going to make?
A fat baby's head emerged from the car curtain: "This sister is crying..."
It was Little Fatty Eight Flowers. As he spoke, Little Fatty turned over and got out of the car and walked up to the monk: "Please tell her to stop crying. My senior brother doesn't like people crying... Teach my senior brother to be angry when he sees it."
The monk smiled, patted Little Fatty Bahua's head gently, nodded slightly, but also looked surprised on his face, and looked Bahua up and down again.
Something weird!
Zhu Pingping raised his hand: "Come here!"
Bahua ran over and climbed up from Zhu Pingan's calf a few times, then climbed onto Zhu Pingan's shoulder.
The monk looked back and was even more surprised.
She was surprised for a moment, then turned to the driver and said: "Lanyu, there are not many women who are disturbing the master's family. Come out, I will take you away, you will follow me to practice asceticism in the world... I will be a walking monk, and you will do the same." A...you do...you follow me..."
Still don’t understand this?
Zhu Ping'an was just shocked. He looked at Mr. Da, who was also shocked.
There are quite a few things like Monk Sifan, and they are not that strange.
But to say that the eminent monk of the White Horse Temple, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, has thoughts about the world, is really an eyesore!
There is a paradox here!
If a Buddhist has an unstable mind, it is impossible to achieve great power. The person in front of me became a powerful person at a young age, but his mind was obviously not stable.
How weird!
The Maha Saint Ji Lanyu really got out of the car, with pear blossoms on her face. She didn't come forward to hug or hug her. She just lowered her head to wipe her tears and said: "Isn't it just for your white horse to return the elixir?" Deceive me..."
Hearing the words "white horse returns elixir", Mr. Da was even more stunned. Zhu Ping'an was already numb.
What is White Horse Returning Pill?
This is not a precious medicine. It was refined by a Zen master who sat down and transformed. The top Zen masters can know the destiny. Before sitting down, they will condense the elixir with the "jingqi consciousness" of the whole body.
This is not a burned relic. The so-called "return" of the elixir means that if it is not brought to life, it will not be taken away to death.
Another saying is that the Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagles, leaving some of his essence to give to people. This is the truth.
Of course, this is a nice thing to say. From the perspective of a person like Zhu Ping'an, it is actually nothing more than inheritance. The growth of Buddhism is a matter of today, and the decline of Buddhism is a matter of ancient times.
The first Buddhist temple in the Central Plains was just a small light in the past. In order to inherit and carry it forward, they tried every means, and this is one of the methods they came up with.
Buddhism is now flourishing, and these methods in the past are naturally indispensable!
This kind of treasure, Zen White Horse Temple, may only be found in a hundred years.
There are countless eminent monks in the White Horse Temple, as well as the Buddhist Vajra. Stealing things from here is really a fantasy, but a woman can actually steal it... The story inside must be interesting and ridiculous!
In this way, the special fragrance that Zhu Ping'an smelled on Na Ji Lanyu just now was naturally the "White Horse Returning Pill".
The monk just smiled bitterly and spoke slowly: "Master said... My karma needs to be cultivated by myself, others can't... I come to you this time to practice, and I will never return! How can I return the elixir?" It's useless for you to hold it, and it's useless for others. I'm holding it... I've sinned so much that it's useless for me to hold it... It's just a useless thing..."
The monk said the principle of "returning elixirs with a white horse".
It doesn’t mean that just anyone who eats it will be able to immediately participate in creation. There are prerequisites for this. First of all, you must have the root of wisdom, the destiny, the Zen of Zen, which is philosophy, enlightenment, and greatness. Wisdom is the great Prajna.
Secondly, your six roots must be pure, and you must have no dirt or purity. This thing is mysterious and mysterious. It is just a concept. What is "no dirt and no purity"? This is hard to explain...
But there is one thing. If you have a complex cultivation level and are full of random thoughts in your mind, if you eat this thing, you are really asking for trouble... It is about the same as eating arsenic for an old man.
To put it bluntly, you must be a great Buddhist virtuous person in order to be able to accommodate the essence and consciousness of a great Buddhist virtuous person.
Even White Horse Temple himself had made a joke about this matter in the past, driving his own peerless disciple crazy.
Moreover, this thing does not allow people to immediately participate in creation. This is not the skill of a great Buddhist master, but the consciousness of essence...
This thing can only make people clear-headed, active in thinking, sensitive in consciousness, and strong in body... It has the ability to cleanse bones and cut marrow!
Therefore, it makes sense for the Buddhist monk to say that this thing is useless.
Ji Lanyu was still squirming, and Zhu Ping'an was tired of looking at it, so he casually said to Mr. Da: "Let's go, let's go!"
But Zhu Ping'an was also curious, how could a Zen genius monk and a Maha evil saint come together?
It’s unimaginable…
There is also Bahua who is watching the show on Zhu Pingan's shoulder. She is full of curiosity about the world. She keeps looking back and forth at the couple, especially the monk. This is the first time in her life that she has encountered a creature like a bald monk. , how can we not be curious?
Looking around, Bahua probably had some understanding of her own. She was talking: "Sister, please follow that bald man and leave quickly. We are leaving too..."
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