Let’s talk about it again: this night in the monk’s room, I listened to a young novice reciting a verse written by Zhang Shaofei.
A ray of lightning pierced the dark cloud sky, and a ray of light that illuminated the universe flashed deep in Faru's heart. He couldn't help shouting: "Okay!" Then thunder hit the ground, and the sound of rumbling was endless, and he suddenly realized it and spoke from the bottom of his heart. "How can a pearl of rice compete with the sun and the moon!" I deeply feel that Zhang Shaofei is really the Dragon Elephant of the Hui Sect, and he deserves to be the successor to the Grand Master.
Fa Ruda realized that in the darkest hour before dawn, it was at the same time that the elder sent Zhang Shaofei away.
At this moment, Dan Jianfaru's room lit up with a bright light.
The lamp is like a torch, and the light is bright. Faru packed his luggage neatly.
When he went to hold a Buddha statue on the altar table with both hands, he accidentally touched the vase on the table. There was only a "bang" sound, and the vase hit the ground and broke.
The little novice monk woke up from his dream and looked at Faru in all his attire in surprise. He couldn't help but ask: "Second senior brother, what do you want to do?"
Fa Ru forced himself to smile: "I want to travel far."
The little novice monk said in confusion: "You are about to inherit the elder's mantle and become the master of Huimen. How can you leave?"
Faru smiled slightly and did not answer.
He picked up his luggage, walked to the little novice's bed, placed the Buddha statue on his bedside, caressed his hair, and said affectionately: "Little junior brother, the Buddha's path is boundless, you should work hard to improve yourself."
The little novice monk stared with big doubtful eyes: "Then you won't lecture us?"
Fa Ru shook his head: "I haven't realized my own nature yet, so I continue to preach the scriptures indiscriminately. On the one hand, I will mislead the students, and on the other hand, I will misinterpret the original meaning of the scriptures. It is tantamount to being clever and making people laugh. It is a sin, a sin!"
The young novice asked: "So, where are you going? Where will I find you in the future?"
Faru said with a smile: "There is a mountain, a river, and a pure land. Listen to the wind, the rain, and the sound of Zen. Where are the green mountains without a Taoist temple, and where are the waves without Zen opportunities? Wherever there are green mountains and green waters, that is where I will practice in retreat." After Faru finished speaking, he was alone and plunged into the vast darkness.
Fa Ru's move from the bottom of his heart to prevent Zhang Shaofei from leaving because of the pressure he felt in the temple after he succeeded to the throne should be worthy of congratulations. But the world is dangerous, and Buddhism is not a peaceful place.
Faru's departure was an opportunity for someone with ulterior motives to take advantage of...
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The red sun sets in the west, and the elder returns.
"Elder, where have you been?" the monks asked in unison.
The elder did not answer but asked: "Why are you gathering here if you don't do your homework?"
The young novice said with a tearful voice: "Elder, Brother Faru is gone."
The elder was startled, and then he seemed to understand something: "Oh? Oh...oh..."
Huiming said anxiously: "Elder, we have to find the second senior brother Faru! He is our second senior brother. If he is gone, who will lecture us?"
The elder answered the question with a lot of emotion: "Faru is indeed a generation of eminent monks. His character and practice are always worthy of your imitation. Now, he must have gone to meditate. When his merits are complete, he will naturally come out to preach to you. . Therefore, it is best not to disturb him at the moment."
After the elder finished speaking, he walked towards the room.
Yingyin asked: "Elder, second senior brother Faru has left, who will the mantle be passed on to?"
The elder snorted coldly: "You don't need to worry about these, those who are capable will get them!"
After the elder finished speaking, he entered the courtyard, closed the door, and blocked the monks from the elder's room.
The elder went out inexplicably in the middle of the night, and now he inexplicably turned away the disciples. This made them confused. Everyone gathered outside the room and did not disperse for a long time.
Yingyin muttered to himself: "He who can get it, he who can get it... He who can... He can... He can... Oops! Oh my God!" He suddenly remembered the Mid-Autumn Festival at Qiu County Market The old beggar from before was named Zhang Shaofei Aneng, and the first time Zhang Shaofei came to Dongchan Temple to talk to Shenqing at Tianmen... His heart suddenly felt like angina and he screamed, "The capable one is Zhang Shaofei." Isn’t his nickname Aneng? Isn’t it that Huineng? Oh my God, the elder’s mantle was actually passed on to Aneng and Zhang Shaofei!”
The little novice monk said in confusion: "A Neng is Zhang Shaofei? He can't even read, how can he be considered a capable person? He can't even chop rice well, how can he be a master?"
Yingyin said in a strange tone: "Those of us who have been practicing as monks for many years should just find a place where no one is around and hang ourselves! We will avoid being embarrassed in the world! The mantle that was originally a monk was taken away by a layman..."
Huiming was incited by Yingyin and started to boo, "He's a bastard of a bitch, don't even think about it! Come on, let's go find him and beat him away first to see if he can still compete for the mantle!"
The monks walked towards the backyard in confusion.
There was no trace of Zhang Shaofei anywhere in the backyard hutong.
"Everyone, hurry up and search separately. If you can't find it, come back and report it immediately!" Yingyin shouted anxiously and gave orders, proudly being the master of the temple.
After a while, a young monk reported to him: "There is no Zhang Shaofei in the woodshed."
The young novice also came back and said, "He is not in the vegetable field."
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They searched all the places in Dongzen Temple, but naturally they still couldn't find Zhang Shaofei.
Huiming frowned and said: "This damn thing is not staying in the dormitory honestly. Where did it go?"
Yingyin thought for a while, screamed in pain, collapsed on the ground, and shouted with regret and hatred: "It's over, it's over, it's all over now!"
Huiming was puzzled and asked with wide eyes: "What's the end?"
"Hui Men's mantle must have been deceived by Zhang Shaofei!"
Huiming shook his head and said, "No way? It's really been passed on to him. Why didn't the elder say anything?" Yingyin beat his legs on the ground and cursed: "Idiot, you are such an idiot! Do you have a pig's brain? Don’t even think about it, why is Zhang Shaofei missing? Why did the elder go out all night and not come back until now? He sent Zhang Shaofei away! He took the mantle with him!"
Xuan Zhen said to himself thoughtfully: "Why does the elder teach the Dharma like this? What are his considerations?"
An old monk said: "Is it possible that the elder is really old and confused? There are currently 800 monks gathered in Dongchan Temple, and there are many people who are practicing and knowledgeable. Even if Brother Furu's gatha does not suit his liking, he cannot surpass other monks. Man, pass the mantle to a rice pounder! This Zhang Shaofei has not yet been ordained, has not become a monk, and has never received ordination. How can he inherit the mantle of Huimen? If this matter spreads, we will really have no place to show our face! "
Yingyin pretended to be heartbroken: "This elder of ours doesn't think about us at all! He has hired a firewood boy like Zhang Shaofei to be our master. What will we do in the future? Do we want all of us to follow him and return to secular life? ?”
"It is not in line with the wisdom system at all for lay people to serve as guru to lay people!"
"Yeah yeah!"
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Almost all the monks at the scene felt the same way after being incited by Ying Yin.
Yingyin continued to incite, "In Buddhist precepts, monks don't have to bow down when they see the emperor. From now on, what will we do when we meet Zhang Shaofei? The bald guy will kneel down before the long-haired guy! Oh my God, this joke is too big!"
Everyone was talking a lot, and most of them were aggrieved that the elder had passed on the mantle to a young mountain boy, Aneng Zhang Shaofei.
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Huiming finally couldn't help it anymore and saw him roaring: "What's the use of complaining here? What's needed now is action! He Zhang Shaofei is gone, aren't we going to chase him back? Let's go and chase that dog." Things, snatch the mantle back and give it to Second Senior Brother Faru."
A young monk said: "Yes, only Brother Faru is qualified to be our master!"
When Yingyin heard this, he glared at the monk fiercely: "What are you yelling about! The most urgent task is to chase Aneng! Come on, hurry up! If it's too late, he will run away..."
"Stop!" Suddenly, Xuan Hao shouted, "You are yelling like this in the temple, what a mess! The elder passed the mantle to Zhang Shaofei, he must have his reasons. So..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yingyin jumped in and said, "Elders are human beings too, and they are bound to be confused sometimes. Besides, that Zhang Shaofei knows magic. He must have used magic to confuse the elder and defraud him of his mantle." "
"Yes, yes!" Huiming said with deep feeling: "I hit him with a fragrant stick, and he was able to sleep soundly. It's really weird!"
"But..." Xuan Hao's words were interrupted again by Ying Yin.
"Think about it, everyone, what a glorious thing it would be for Zhang Shaofei to inherit the elder's mantle in an honest and fair manner! How could he sneak away in the middle of the night? It can be seen that he must have done something shameful, so he must not Dare to face all of us." Yingyin continued to incite.
