Chapter 234 Buddha Sitting on Lotus

Style: Historical Author: The Eleventh Young Master of HongmenWords: 2204Update Time: 24/01/11 22:06:52
The people at the scene went back with admiration for Huineng.

After everyone left the scene, Huineng remembered that Liang Yaocheng and Liang Jinhui had gone hunting a few days earlier, and asked Liang Yaocheng with concern: "Uncle Yaocheng, are you back from hunting?"

Liang Yaocheng looked at Huineng with admiration, "I came home last night and asked you and my aunt to have a good gathering today. I also brought some rice oil with me. I missed you and my aunt after being away for a few days."

Huineng smiled and said, "Really? My mother was nagging me this morning, saying that I haven't seen you for a few days and I miss you a lot."

"Okay, okay, the sun is already at noon. Stop nagging. Dad, you go back and prepare today's meal. Brother Aneng and I will go to Shimen to pick up auntie." Liang Jinlian saw her father going there. I haven't come back for so long, so I found this place.

Liang Yaocheng narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, and used his palm to block the dazzling autumn sun, "Oh, I have only been away from home for a few days, and Aliannu seems to be more sensible than before." After Liang Yaocheng finished his praise, he went home to prepare lunch. .

Liang Yaocheng walked a few steps, turned around, and said loudly: "Aneng, come back quickly after you go back to pick up your aunt!"

Huineng waved to Liang Yaocheng and said loudly: "Okay! Uncle Yaocheng, we will see you soon."

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take Auntie and Brother Aneng home." Liang Jinlian's clear and sweet voice echoed at the intersection of two rivers of water and gold in Shimen Canyon.

The autumn sun shines through the gaps between the dense leaves, and fills the lake where the two waters meet with gold, turning into golden spots.

The towering mountains in the distance are covered with a golden coat and look particularly gorgeous under the sunlight.

The sun was lower, blood-red, and a dazzling broad light wave on the water stretched from the edge of the flat lake to the edge of the canyon.

The sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, the pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the entire lake turned purple, and the sky seemed to be burning with fire.

The autumn sun shines its most beautiful light on the world. The fields are golden, the grounds are golden, and the mountains are golden!

The sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves and leaked onto Hui Neng and Liang Jinlian, turning into a faint, round and gently swaying halo.

At this time, the bright sunlight painted circles of golden and silver halos on the leaves.

The sun shines through the thin clouds, shining on the towering Tianlu Mountain, reflecting silver light...

Huineng stared at the beautiful scenery that appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Beautiful, Tianlu Mountain is so beautiful!" This was the first time Huineng saw the beautiful scenery while living in seclusion in Tianlu Mountain.

At this time, Huineng felt his lips and tongue were dry after more than an hour of training the tiger and mediating everyone.

Huineng looked at the pink clouds reflected on the lake in front of him, squatted down, held a large bag of water with both hands, and drank it happily.

Huineng finished drinking the water and waved his hand. When he was about to give Liang Jinlian a drink, he suddenly saw a pair of beautiful figures in the clear lake in the flat lake where the two waters met with gold - Hui Neng He Liang Jinlian’s graceful silhouette is reflected on the golden vase-like lake...

"Ah, lotus! The holy lotus in my heart..." Huineng couldn't help but couldn't help himself, and fell into the endless memories of the past...

Huineng liked lotus very much since he was a child. There is a long pond in front of his house, covering an area of ​​about 600 square meters. It was dug when his father Lu Xingxin was still alive.

In the spring when Hui Neng was two years old, he followed his father to the fields to dig some lotus roots and planted them in a pond. In less than two years, the pond was filled with lotus roots. Huineng had to admire Lian's tenacious vitality.

In April and May in the south, it is the time when lotus flowers bloom most vigorously. After his father Lu Xingxin passed away, after dinner, Huineng and his mother went to the pond to take a stroll and enjoy the lotus flowers.

In the summer evening, the willow branches sway with emotion, the birds chirp gracefully, the rice in the field is jointing and earing, and the fragrance of rice, wrapped in the prelude of the harvest, rises and diffuses over the pond, making it confusing and intoxicating. The breeze carries a little bit of residual warmth and lazily sticks to my face and forehead, like mother and father's instructions, surrounding me and rippling in my heart.

The fragrance of the moonlight holds up the gorgeous colorful clouds, reflecting the lotus flowers in the pond, which are gentle and affectionate.

A pool of pink and white is full of enchantment.

The white ones are like jade, the pink ones are like clouds, the red ones are like flags, and the purple ones are noble. The water surface is dotted with waves and is as warm as green.

Pieces of emerald green lotus leaves float slightly in the wind. The leaves of water lilies are even more lovely, spread flatly on the water...

Hui Neng watched and watched, and couldn't help but think about it. He really wanted to use the water as a bed, use the leaves as a quilt, lie on it, embrace the crescent moon, embrace a pool of clear water, and sleep beautifully.

In the dream, fish are company, and wild ducks dance together, whirling and calling! The long and dark fragrance blows over and penetrates every corner of the body. Hold your breath and savor the original innocence unique to this small mountain village.

Huineng and his mother were holding hands and sitting by the pool. A water lily was looking at them and smiling. Her whole body was as white as jade, as green as green, as white as snow, with no impurities at all. Huineng returned the favor with a smile and quietly interpreted her thoughts...

Huineng's mother was born in a rural area in Xinzhou, Shannan. When she was young and unmarried, she suffered a lot. She studied medicine with her grandfather and collected Chinese herbal medicine from the mountains. Grandpa Li Xianghe has excellent medical skills. He has been practicing medicine for more than 50 years and has cured countless cases.

In order to thank grandpa for saving his life, the cured patient took a letter of thanks written on big red paper with gold letters on it. It was posted all over the wall. It was red, just like the red lotus in full bloom. It belonged to grandpa. Honor is also mother's pride.

My mother is kind, enthusiastic, generous and benevolent. There are many poor people who have trouble seeing a doctor. My mother gives them money to save them from the pain of illness. This letter of thanks is the crystallization of the hearts of countless patients. It is sincere and true. My mother keeps it like a treasure...

Hui Neng remembers that when he was a child, every summer night when there was a moon, Hui Neng and his mother would sit in the pavilion at the base of the lotus pond to enjoy the shade. Hui Neng would nestle next to his mother and listen to her tell the stories of his father, Lu Xingxin. . Huineng saw that her mother was very engaged every time she spoke...



Huineng looked at the beautiful silhouette of Liang Jinlian reflected in the lake, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind. He seemed to have the feeling of "thinking for thousands of years and seeing thousands of miles away"... In the midst of his long thoughts, his mother sat in the pavilion at the base of the lotus pond and talked about it when he was a child. The story rang in my ears again.



"Brother Aneng, what are you thinking about down there?" Liang Jinlian couldn't help but ask on the lake when she saw Huineng squatting down to drink water and still not getting up after so long. Unexpectedly, he accidentally slipped and fell into Pinghu.

Huineng was awakened by Liang Jinlian's cry while deep in thought. As soon as he stood up, he heard Liang Jinlian scream "Hey" and slid down into the lake like a slide.

Seeing this, Hui Neng jumped into the lake to rescue Liang Jinlian. Suddenly, a great spectacle appeared: a streak of golden light from colorful auspicious clouds appeared in mid-air. Hui Neng seemed to see Guanshiyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea, holding a willow branch with a pure vase and a lotus flower under his feet. He floated over to Pinghu Lake and flicked the willow branch towards the lake... …

Huineng jumped up and happened to jump onto Liang Jinlian's body as he emerged from the lake...

The beautiful image of Liang Jinlian is like a lotus blooming on the lake like a golden vase, while Huineng, like the incarnation of Buddha, is sitting on the golden lotus, forming a stunning "Buddha Sitting on Lotus".