Don't ever want to fight an unprepared battle.
If we really want to fight such a futile battle, Fang Bu may choose not to fight.
Because facing the unknown is too scary.
What humans fear is always fear itself.
The essence of fear is the unknowable.
He Ping looked at Fang Bie and nodded quietly: "Then what are you going to do?"
Fang Bie looked at He Ping and smiled: "I plan to go see Master Zhenru."
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Inn, woodshed.
The woodshed is a place where only guests who can’t afford the rent will stay. There are no beddings here, at most there are some straw bedding. If some people feel that this is not scary at all, then they have to add a little more scary. something.
For example - there will be more bugs and rats in the woodshed.
And they won’t even give you an oil lamp.
After all, lighting a lamp in the woodshed is very dangerous.
"Master, I'm hungry." Someone shouted crisply in the woodshed.
"Have you already eaten?" an old woman's voice said quietly.
"That was for lunch!" Zhou Meixue corrected seriously: "And I only ate a bowl of brown rice and half a pickle, not even a piece of tofu."
It was dark in the woodshed, and only the sound of the old woman's chanting could be heard.
"This is not the first time that a monk has skipped lunch." The old woman said as she looked at the disciple in the darkness.
"It's just because it's not the first time!" Zhou Meixue was very unhappy: "That's why I shouted hungry!"
"Sing the Diamond Sutra ten times." The old woman looked at Zhou Meixue and said expressionlessly.
"The Diamond Sutra cannot be eaten as food, Master!" Zhou Meixue looked at the old woman: "I am still growing. What if I can grow taller?"
"Fifteen times." The old woman's voice sounded unusually ruthlessly in the dark woodshed.
"Master!" Zhou Meixue still wanted to act coquettishly to save her life.
How to say it after all?
Women who act coquettishly have the best luck, right?
But - at least smart women know that you should never show off your spoiled love to another woman.
Obviously Zhou Meixue has no such awareness at all.
"Twenty times."
Zhou Meixue shut up quietly.
The full text of the Diamond Sutra has a total of 5,172 words. There will be slight discrepancies depending on the translation. A skilled monk can recite five words silently in one second, so the Diamond Sutra requires one thousand seconds or seventeen minutes.
Ten repetitions of the Diamond Sutra is one hundred and seventy minutes, which is equivalent to one and a half hours.
Twenty times of the Diamond Sutra is three hours.
There are only twelve hours in a day, so you should sleep for at least three hours. After chanting sutras for three hours, you feel like you don’t have to do anything.
Zhou Meixue heard that some of the most powerful monks can recite ten words per second. Anyway, Zhou Meixue is not at this level yet. Of course, monks and nuns can certainly swallow words and sentences when reciting sutras. Only you can hear the Sutra of Mindfulness.
In this case, the 5,000-word Diamond Sutra can be recited only 2,000 words, and the sutra that can be recited in three hours can be recited in a little more than an hour.
Although the principle is this, it is disrespectful to Bodhisattva.
Only the worst and worst practitioners would do this.
Zhou Meixue would definitely not do such a thing.
There is no other way but to recite sutras.
Just the feeling of my stomach growling while chanting sutras is really uncomfortable.
"Master." After Zhou Meixue recited the Diamond Sutra five times, she felt that Master was probably a little less angry, so she quickly asked.
"Huh?" The old woman did not add any extra weight to the Diamond Sutra this time.
Zhou Meixue felt that something was wrong: "Why do we come to Yingtian Mansion?"
"The living conditions here are not as good as those in Emei, and the food is not as good as those in Emei. We have to travel every day and beg for alms. Why do we have to work so hard?"
This old woman is naturally Master Zhenru, the leader of the Emei Sect, and the twelfth-ranked master in the current Jianghu Ranking. To put it another way, her original ranking was even higher than Ning Huan.
But now this martial arts master is wearing a patched gray lining, sitting cross-legged on the straw, eyes slightly closed, chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Compared to a martial arts master, he is more like a simple ascetic.
Compared with Master Zhenru in gray, Zhou Meixue in yellow looked much more lively. She also sat cross-legged, but while chanting sutras, she still wanted to ask questions of her own.
"Practice is not just in the mountains." Master Zhenru said quietly without opening her eyes: "You can't become a Buddha just by practicing in the mountains."
"Becoming a Buddha is too far away. Can a nun become a Buddha through practice? We should practice to become a Bodhisattva? I don't think Guanyin Bodhisattva is a woman?" Zhou Meixue spoke with a hint of innocence.
Of course, although it is indeed very hard to go out to practice with Master Zhenru, you have to walk many miles a day, and you can only eat very little, often have to ask for alms, and cannot eat meat, but Zhou Meixue has never thought about it. to leave Master.
Mount Emei is the dojo of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. There are four great Buddhist temples in China, namely Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo on Mount Wutai, Guanyin Bodhisattva Dojo on Mount Putuo, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva Dojo on Mount Emei, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Dojo on Jiuhua Mountain.
Although Mount Emei is also considered a famous Taoist mountain, it is not included in the list of the Thirty-six Cave Heavens and the Seventy-two Blessed Lands. Therefore, Buddhism finally overcame Taoism in Emei, which is as it should be.
After all, the Land of Abundance is still somewhat peaceful.
Master Zhenru couldn't help but sigh when Zhou Meixue spoke like this.
"Do you want to practice silent meditation?"
"You can't recite sutras if you keep your mouth shut, Master!" Zhou Meixue said quickly.
"Then talk less and recite sutras more." Master Zhenru said.
Zhou Meixue decisively shut up and started chanting sutras.
After reciting the Diamond Sutra ten more times, Zhou Meixue felt that the cockcrow would start to sound outside at some point, so she quickly called out "Master" softly.
"Master."
Master Zhenru did not open her eyes or answer. She seemed to be asleep.
Zhou Meixue sighed.
He called Master again.
Master Zhenru still didn’t respond.
Zhou Meixue suddenly became energetic. She stood up from the ground quietly, then gently avoided the dead branches and leaves on the ground that might make noise when stepped on. She came to her own basket, and then gently rummaged through it. A steamed bun came out.
The steamed buns are also very hard dry steamed buns. Normal people may not be able to chew them at all. Even though the climate in Jiangnan is humid, it is precisely because of this that in order to prevent mold, they are specially baked through so that they can be used as dry food.
For ordinary people to eat it, it must be soaked in hot water before it can be swallowed.
Zhou Meixue didn't dare to boil hot water at this time. She could only gently break off a piece with her hands - even though the steamed bun was as hard as iron, it was still as soft as tofu in her hands.
Then I put it in my mouth and didn't dare to chew it at all. I could only slowly soak it with saliva and then swallow it.
Even so, Zhou Meixue already felt that this was a supremely delicious food.
After all, when you are really hungry, having steamed buns to eat is already a perfect thing.
One piece, two pieces.
It was obviously not the first time for Zhou Meixue to eat secretly, and she seemed to be very experienced. But at this moment, a small stone hit Zhou Meixue on the head, and then it was about to fall to the ground. Zhou Meixue quickly put her hand in her pocket. He picked up the stone, not daring to make a sound, and just looked in the direction from which the stone was shot.
But he saw the silhouette of a young man standing at the window of the woodshed, and then he raised his hand gently, and something fell down.
The thing fell right in front of Zhou Meixue. Zhou Meixue could catch even the stones, let alone this little thing. However, after catching it, Zhou Meixue's expression was obviously stunned: "What is this?"
She didn't speak because she was afraid that if she opened her mouth again, she would wake up the master.
But there was already a fragrance slowly escaping from her hands. It was so sweet that her mouth almost watered.
When I looked at it in the dark, I discovered that it was a delicate pastry, pressed into the shape of an osmanthus flower by a mold. It was bright yellow in color and soft to the touch in my hand, which was in sharp contrast to the dry and hard steamed bun on my right hand.
Zhou Meixue looked at the dark shadow in the window, and the dark shadow in the window looked back at her.
While the two of them looked at each other in silence, Zhou Meixue swallowed, and then threw the piece of osmanthus cake in her left hand to the other person again.
Then he broke off a piece of dry steamed bun, put it in his mouth, soaked it slowly and then swallowed it in his mouth.
Fang Bie couldn't help but sigh.
"Master Zhenru, you really have gained a good apprentice."
Fang Bi's voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone in the woodshed to hear.
Zhou Meixue couldn't help being frightened to death, and Master Zhenru's voice rang out unhurriedly: "May I ask who you are?"
"Wudang Song Qingshu." Fang Bie said with a smile.
Zhou Meixue didn't care whether Wudang sent a love letter or not, so she stammered: "Master, Master, I really only ate three bites of steamed buns."
Fang Bie laughed loudly: "Do you really think that Master doesn't know that you stole something to eat at night? You just pretended not to know. Monks don't lie, but there are ways to pretend not to know."
Saying this, don't look at Master Zhenru: "Master, do you think what I said is right?"
"There is no Song Qingshu in Wudang." Zhenru said coldly. As she said this, she raised her hand and pointed towards Fang Bie in the air.
Fang Bie twisted slightly in the window, and the sharp palm force passed through the gap created by Fang Bie's twist.
Fang Bie looked at Master Zhenru and said, "Master, don't be so angry. You are not extinct. You are a serious Taoist. Why do you need to be like a small fish like me?"
"There is no way for small fish and shrimps to avoid the finger of my stream god." Zhenru looked at Fang Bie, and couldn't help but say with dignity in his tone: "In the world of rivers and lakes, there are many masters of this age, so don't The head is hidden and the tail is exposed.”
"That's really embarrassing." Fang Bie smiled: "I didn't plan to come out when I came here, but I happened to meet Miss Zhou stealing something. I'm a person who hates others being hungry, so I just thought After feeding her for a while, I never expected that Miss Zhou could resist temptation even though she was so hungry. It was really eye-opening for me."
Zhou Meixue sighed twice: "The poor are not allowed to eat. No matter how hungry I am, how could I eat something from an unknown person like you?"
"That's why I say I admire Miss Zhou so much." Fang Bie said to Zhou Meixue with a smile.
"Don't call me Miss Zhou!" Zhou Meixue said angrily, "I am a monk."
"No, Nun Zhou is too unpleasant, and I can't really call you Junior Sister Zhou." Fang Bie looked at Zhou Meixue and said with a smile, "So I can only make do with it, Miss Zhou."
Zhenru listened quietly to the words of Fang Bie and Zhou Meixue, and found that Fang Bie really didn't seem to have any ill intentions. She couldn't help but look at the other party: "May I ask this fellow Jianghu, what is the purpose of coming here to spy on poor nuns?"
"I can't talk about your work, but I didn't expect that Emei, a well-known and decent family, would be so shabby when traveling." Fang Bian looked at the patches on Master Zhenru's gray silk clothes. In fact, there was no contempt in his expression: "Wang Zhi will be attending the meeting today. An exclusive gathering will be held at Xuanwu Lake outside Tianfu City. A large number of fellow martial arts practitioners will be invited to the gathering. I happened to receive an invitation. I just wanted to know if Master Zhenru had received the invitation and whether she planned to go there. A solemn meeting."
"Wang Zhi?" Master Zhenru's expression changed slightly: "But that pirate Wang Zhi?"
"Exactly." Fang Bie nodded and said, "Is it possible that Master didn't receive the invitation?"
"I have received the invitation, and it was sent here specially by Honeycomb." Master Zhenru frowned and said, "But when the invitation was sent over, it did not say that it was hosted by Wang Zhi. Where did you get this news? ?”
"I don't care where I got the Master." Fang Bie said quietly: "The location of the Duzun Club this time is unknown, so I just wanted to come and have a look at the Master. After all, the Master may be one of the participants in this meeting with martial arts skills." The tallest one."
"The level of martial arts is just an illusion." Master Zhenru quietly sang a Buddhist chant.
"Is there really anyone in the world who has never been defeated?"
"If there is, that person should be called Dongfang Bubai?" Fang Bie smiled and continued what the other party said, and then looked at Master Zhenru: "But compared with not having martial arts, I feel more comfortable with martial arts."
"Since Master Tai is sure to go, then I'm relieved. I may have to take care of you when the time comes."
"I don't know your name, how can I take care of you?" Zhenru was still sitting on the ground.
She had tested Fang Bie before, because Fang Bie was standing at the window of the woodshed. He could advance, attack, retreat or defend. Even if he really got up to subdue Fang Bie, judging from the martial arts displayed by Fang Bie, most of them would not be able to capture him. It would be better to Just give the other person a favor.
"Who said that? Didn't I already tell my master?" Fang Bie laughed loudly and said, "I don't change my name or surname when I go down, and I don't change my surname in Wudang Song Qingshu."
Saying this, Fang Bie quietly tossed his hand, and an object wrapped in oil paper fell lightly in front of Zhou Meixue. Fang Bie himself jumped up and quickly disappeared into the night. No plans to chat further.
Zhou Xuemei opened the oil paper bag and was stunned.
I saw that there were sixteen pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside.
Bright yellow and fragrant.
