Being able to see what is about to happen in a person's future is nothing but a celestial eye!
Seeing her daughter's shocked look, the old lady's heart started to feel blocked again, "Who says it's not true? After hearing what she said, I asked Brother Zhen if anything big happened before he turned twenty. Master Zhizhen was still young at that time. , probably his cultivation has not reached the point where he is as immovable as a mountain now, so he told me."
Gongsun Wanyan hurriedly asked, "Are you sure?"
The old lady nodded, "She said that Brother Zhen's mother died of illness, and your eldest brother would also suffer a fatal disaster, and then the Zhenbei Palace fell into ruin... In addition to these major events, she also said some trivial things, and it turned out that One by one it came true.”
Gongsun Wanyan felt that this matter was too mysterious, and she had goosebumps all over her body, "Then did she say what will happen to Brother Zhen?"
"She said that Brother Zhen is surrounded by purple energy and is destined to kill. Naturally, he will have noble people to help him, and he will definitely achieve great things in the future. She told me that I don't need to worry about him. Any crisis is a test for him."
Gongsun Wanyan was shocked, "So...when Brother Zhen disappeared, my mother gave up after looking for him for a few days?"
The old lady looked complicated, "I had to believe Master Zhizhen's words, but after all, he was Jingzhi's child, and he suddenly lost his trace. I was still unwilling to look for it for a few days. Then I figured it out, since his fate should be like this, I am blocking him by leaving him in the Zhenbei Palace, and the Zhenbei Palace will suffer many hardships because of him, so why not go our separate ways and get along well with each other?"
Gongsun Wanyan didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, she asked: "So mother already knew that he was not dead?"
"I don't know, but I think he is not dead, and since he is a star-killing general, he will definitely go to the emperor. So for so many years, I stayed in Shengzhou with Zhenbei Palace and never returned to the capital once. Pass."
Gongsun Wanyan was stunned, "Are you afraid that Brother Zhen's identity as the eldest son of the Prince of Zhenbei will be exposed and his future will be blocked?"
The old lady laughed at herself: "What's more, she is afraid that Zhenbei Prince's Palace will bring bad luck to him."
Gongsun Wanyan was amused by her mother's frankness, "Mother is still thinking about Brother Zhen."
"What I want him to do is, I think it's best for everyone not to meet each other in this life and just stay well."
"But after all, we are a family. Brother Zhen has now returned to the Zhenbei Palace. With his current power, whoever wants to throw dirty water on our house will be unable to do so. In the future..."
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? He is already over 20 years old this year. Master Zhizhen cannot see it, so he doesn't know whether it is good or bad."
Gongsun Wanyan heard this and said: "Mom, more than ten years have passed, Master Zhizhen's practice must have progressed further, why don't we let her show it to Brother Zhen again, maybe, what can we see?"
The old lady obviously rejected this proposal, "Everyone has his own destiny. Sometimes knowing too much can be a burden. Forget it, let's not ask. Now that he has come back, what will be the fate of Zhenbei Palace in the future? We cannot be separated from him."
The old lady was already old enough to know her destiny, but Gongsun Wanyan was still young and couldn't resist the temptation of predicting the future. He said, "It's okay not to ask. I just want my mother to ask Master Zhizhen to come over. It would be good for my daughter to listen to some of his Buddhist prophecies." "
The old lady had no objection.
Gongsun Wanyan said to Lan Qi: "Go and ask Master Zhizhen to come and sit down."
After a while, Master Zhizhen entered the Jingyun Hall and said, "Amitabha, I have met the two donors."
Lan Qi led Master Zhizhen to sit down, and the old lady smiled and said, "Master Zhizhen helped resolve the crisis for the family. I am very grateful."
Master Zhizhen clasped his hands together and said, "You're too polite, old lady. I become a monk to help others, myself and sentient beings, and I believe in being at peace with the situation. Besides, even if there is no poor nun, the thanking benefactor can handle it very well. But since the poor nun is involved, he must There is a beginning and an end, and only when the congratulatory donor is safe and sound can the poor nun be able to leave with peace of mind."
The old lady smiled and nodded, "We are honored that Master is willing to stay in his residence. If we can listen to the supreme Dharma of Master Zhizhen, we would be even more grateful."
"Amitabha." Master Zhizhen recited the Buddha's name, "Since the old lady has nothing to do at this time, I will tell you a story for the old lady."
The old lady made a gesture of invitation, and Gongsun Wanyan immediately raised his ears.
"There is a Buddhist temple that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is famous for its collection of rosary beads worn by the Buddha. In the Buddhist temple, only the old abbot and his seven direct disciples know where the rosary beads are placed."
As soon as Master Zhizhen spoke, the old lady looked startled, but Master Zhizhen seemed to be focused on his own story and did not notice.
Master Zhizhen continued: "The seven direct disciples are all very enlightened. The old master felt that no matter who he passed the mantle to in the future, he could spread the Buddha's teachings. Who would have thought that the rosary suddenly disappeared out of thin air."
"The old master asked his disciples, if any of you took the rosary beads, just put them back where they were. I will not hold you accountable, and the Buddha will not blame you. But the disciples all shook their heads."
"Seven days have passed, and the rosary is still missing. The old abbot said that as long as he admits it, the rosary will belong to whoever admits it. But seven days have passed, and still no one has acknowledged it."
"The old abbot was very disappointed and said to his disciples, you can go down the mountain tomorrow. Those who have taken the rosary beads can stay if they want to. The next day, the six disciples packed their things and breathed a long sigh of relief. He left cleanly, and only one disciple remained."
At this point in the story, Master Zhizhen stopped and looked at the old lady, as if he wanted to leave people in suspense to ask questions, but the old lady just tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingertips, looking slightly puzzled and saying nothing. He looked at her without any intention of asking questions.
Gongsun Wanyan on the side asked: "Did the remaining disciples take the beads?"
Master Zhizhen smiled faintly and continued: "The old abbot asked the remaining disciple, where are the rosary beads? Unexpectedly, the disciple said, I didn't take the rosary beads. After hearing his answer, the old abbot couldn't help asking, what about you? Why stay and bear the name of a thief?"
"The disciple said, we have been suspicious of each other these days. Only when someone steps forward can others be liberated. Besides, the rosary beads are gone, but the Buddha is still there."
Master Zhizhen clasped his hands together and told the ending of the story, "The old abbot smiled when he heard his answer, took out the rosary beads from his arms and put them on the disciple's hand."
This is a story full of profound meaning and philosophy. Anyone who listens to it will definitely understand it.
Master Zhizhen looked at the old lady, "What did the old lady think after hearing this story?"
The old lady frowned slightly, lowered her eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, she raised her head and said slowly: "Able to bear, able to act, able to resolve, able to reverse, able to change, able to think about myself, and even more, think about others. This is the Dharma. It is a state, and it is also a great wisdom."
Master Zhizhen couldn't help being startled after hearing this, and looked at the old lady in astonishment. She understood something in an instant, stood up suddenly, and the rosary beads in her hand made a clanging sound when they hit the corner of the table!
The real Master Zhizhen must have told this story in front of the old lady!
That’s why the other party can accurately tell the moral of the story!
