The three of them continued to visit the temple under the leadership of Pu Tong, but Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi deliberately stayed at the end and whispered:
Zhang Bi: "This old monk opens his mouth to be a pilgrim but keeps his mouth closed to be a hero. He does not look like an indifferent and pure serious monk."
Lin Linyou: "Who told you that monks must be indifferent and pure?"
Zhang Bi: "I think the person who burned the Sutra Tower and wrote the poem are the same person."
Lin Linyou: "Besides, he is also a time traveler!"
Zhang Bi: "Oh?"
Lin Linyou: "Although he almost wrote everything in traditional Chinese correctly, he went the extra mile and wrote an exclamation point!"
Zhang Bi: "Are you sure that's an exclamation mark?"
Lin Linyou: "It's not an exclamation mark, could it be a stick?"
Zhang Bi: "I think you look like a stick... We have already dealt with a lot of cases in the Jiaofang Division, but you still have the heart to help the old monk investigate the arson case!"
Lin Linyou: "I just don't want to watch people who don't belong to this era do evil here! It will bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty! This is the original intention of my investigation of the Jiaofang Division case!"
Zhang Bi: "Great, Brother You!"
Climbing up the stairs, you have already exited the back door of the temple.
What you see is a plum forest, and the plum blossoms are in perfect bloom - all apricot-yellow wintersweets, but the inner calyx is red, which is the famous plum blossom: Jinling Hongzhuang!
"Three benefactors, here is the best scenery of this temple." Pu Tong turned around and introduced, "The plum garden is full of flowers and rain."
He faced the three of them, stretched out his arms, raised his face, and closed his eyes...
The surroundings were quiet, so quiet that it seemed like you could only hear the breathing of a few people.
"Master, what are you..." Yang Fang couldn't help but ask.
"Hush." Pu Tong said softly, "Wait for the wind to come."
…
There was no wind, not even the breeze blowing on my face, just silence.
Pu Tong still opened his hands in a hug. The three of them saw that he was so intoxicated that it was not easy to disturb him, but after waiting for a long time, they became a little impatient.
At this moment, a chime sound of "dang" was suddenly heard from the temple, followed by the sound of chanting sutras in unison, solemn and ethereal, like a mountain stream and a quiet spring.
A breeze blew by, causing the beards and hair of several people to dance gently.
Listening to the chanting, I was greatly shocked, and I couldn't help but feel awe in my heart. I almost had the idea of becoming a monk.
The wind moves, the flowers move, and the heart moves.
The chanting became more and more passionate, and the wind became stronger, even the thick robes and skirts of Monk Putong were blown up.
The solemn feeling in my heart suddenly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable feeling.
"The sound of this sutra makes me feel very uncomfortable!" Lin Linyou said to Zhang Bi.
"Mi Tu." Zhang Bi said something in foreign language.
The chanting is getting louder and louder, and the wind is getting stronger...
Zhang Bi raised his voice in the wind, almost shouting at Lin Linyou: "Do you think this tune sounds familiar?"
"Sanskrit?"
"The Sanskrit for Life!"
The pronunciation is the correct pronunciation of Huanghuang, and the words are the name of the Buddha, but when it is recited in Sanskrit, it makes people really irritable and uneasy.
"Huh——" The plum blossoms all over the garden finally fell one after another, and the sky was filled with rain of flowers, covering a few people...
"The only one who can break this life-threatening Sanskrit sound is the first appearance of Buddha's light!"
With a loud shout, Zhang Ben pulled out his Xiuchundao with a clang, and looked out through the rain of flowers with squinted eyes.
Several petals split into two parts facing the blade.
Lin Linyou was immersed in the rain of flowers as if he was intoxicated.
Pu Tong's apricot-yellow monk's robe has merged with the apricot-yellow flower rain, and it is difficult to distinguish where the monk's robe is and where the petals are.
Yang Fang and Pu Tong were very close, and the rain of flowers seemed to wrap him and monk Pu Tong together...
The sound of Sanskrit sutras in the temple gradually became gentle again, and the rain of flowers in the sky slowly stopped as the sound of Sanskrit sounds fell.
"The performances of the three are completely different." Monk Putong finally opened his eyes, "But in my heart, the three of them are all heroes."
"I don't dare." Lin Lin said.
Zhang Bi sheathed his sword and said, "Excellent...thank you."
Yang Fang was very calm: "Master, what scripture did you just recite?"
"The Incredible Liberation Sutra" Pu Tong Heshi said, a petal fell from his fingers...
Incredible, really incredible!
…
Pu Tong gently waved his sleeves and brushed away the plum blossoms covering a stone platform in the plum garden, revealing the nine vertical and horizontal boundaries of Chu, He and Han:
"Which benefactor, would you like to have a chat with me?"
The three people stepped forward, pushed each other for a long time, and pushed Lin Linyou to sit on the stone bench opposite Pu Tong.
Lin Linyou had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down, but not completely. He had many things to say and wanted to take this opportunity of playing chess to tell Pu Tong.
Regarding chess, Lin Linyou only knew that "horses move in the sun, elephants fly in the field, and chariots go straight and cannon over mountains." As for the terminology and moves, he has no idea at all.
But Pu Tong had already extended his hand to him with a smile: "Please."
This meant letting Lin Linyou take the lead.
In chess, there is not much advantage to playing first, so Lin Linyou declined: "Master, you are the senior, you should be invited first."
"Then I will do my duty." Pu Tong raised his sleeves and pushed the chess piece. Three pawns advanced to one, and the game started with the immortal guiding the way.
Lin Lin swims according to the gourd and the gourd, and the seven soldiers advance to one.
"Using the elephant of war as a chess position is chess." Pu Tong said, "The donor does not have to hold back."
"Master, Buddhism is profound. I would like to ask Master, even if a person kills countless people, as long as he finally puts down the butcher knife, can he become a Buddha immediately?" Lin Linyou looked at the chessboard, as if thinking about the next move.
"Killing has a cause, becoming a Buddha is the result... General." Pu Tong entered the palace on a bicycle and ate Lin Linyou's general. "Then it depends on who is the cause and who is the effect."
Listening to the master's words...it's like not listening at all.
Lin Linyou no longer had the desire to ask any more questions.
Shimen didn't seem to have the answer he wanted.
Pu Tong no longer had the desire to play chess with Lin Linyou. If he were not a monk, he would have scolded him "stinky chess basket".
…
But Pu Tong still had more to say. He slapped his hand on the stone platform and the chessboard turned over, revealing a pair of Go games.
"Which donor is still willing to play a game of chess with me?"
Lin Linyou stood up knowingly.
"Second brother, you are too fast! It's faster than you were in Jiaofangsi." Zhang Ben seemed to want to avenge his second brother, so he quickly walked over and sat down.
"Do you know how to play Go?" Lin Linyou lowered his body and asked him in a low voice, "Are you good at it, thick dog?"
"Huh? Go? I thought it was backgammon!" Zhang Ben let out a low cry.
Just as he was about to stand up, Lin Linyou pressed his shoulders: "The chess game is like a battle, how can there be any reason to run away from the battlefield?"
"I know how to do it a little better," Zhang Bi said.
"That's enough. I'll give you the upper hand." After saying that, Lin Linyou raised his head and faced the passage: "Master's chess skills are as profound as Buddhism. If you are brave, please spare your four sons."
"The donor's chess skills need to be improved. My chess skills are also mediocre." Pu Tong said, "If I spare the four sons, I would be deceiving..."
Lin Lin said: "Okay, Master, please guess me... When my eldest brother reaches the age of thirty-two, will the number of toes on his two feet be an odd number or an even number? If you guess it right, you don't need to spare me." "If you guess wrong, you will spare the fourth child, and my eldest brother will go first."
Zhang Ben was shocked: We have also watched "Dragon Movie". You mean to cut off my toes!
Fortunately, Pu Tong said: "No need to guess. I can spare my two sons at most. The donor is a guest, so I will go first. Please!"
"If you act like this, it will be even more embarrassing for me to lose!" Zhang Bi tilted his head and whispered "thank you" to Lin Linyou. He tremblingly raised a white stone and landed it on the star...
