Hearing the footsteps not far away, Zhao Jianhua came back from his fear when he saw that someone had been alarmed.
The messy scriptures on the ground and the books spread out not far away indicate that everything just happened is real, but the snake has disappeared like a human figure.
How can a snake read the scriptures? !
Zhao Jianhua couldn't believe it. As the footsteps got closer and closer, he couldn't care so much. He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the window in a flash.
Bai Yanfei was agile, but she was one step ahead of the others. As soon as she arrived, she saw a dark shadow running past, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Who are you? What are you doing sneaking up here!"
Hearing the questioning coming from behind, Zhao Jianhua secretly thought to himself that it was bad. Not only did he not stop, he actually ran faster.
This looks like there is something wrong in my heart.
Bai Yanfei was still a little suspicious at first, but when she saw this situation, she immediately chased after him.
"Stop, police!"
Zhao Jianhua is not stupid, how could he be arrested without hesitation, and he is not a newbie, so he will be frightened by the name of the police.
But I have to say that the experience this night was really ups and downs.
Originally I just wanted to steal something and deceive foreigners to show off our country's prestige, but I never expected to encounter strange scenes and even almost got caught.
Thinking of this, the more Zhao Jianhua thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he even shouted a reminder very deliberately:
"Stop chasing, there are monsters here, you should run away!"
Hearing this, Bai Yanfei frowned, her heart became even more angry, and she sped up a lot, feeling that the thief was talking nonsense, or even playing tricks on herself.
Because of the dim light, Bai Yanfei could only see the outline of the shadow clearly, but not the face. She was relatively thin, but her skills were very good.
Seeing that there was a railing in front of him, the black shadow put one hand on it and jumped directly with his upper body in the air, as strong as a leopard running in the forest.
Zhao Jianhua had been here during the day and had memorized the surrounding roads by heart. He was more familiar with the nearby roads than Bai Yanfei.
Although Bai Yanfei was very skilled, the black shadow in front of her focused on areas with many obstacles, causing her a lot of obstacles, and the distance between the two of them continued to widen.
Until the figure disappeared into the night, Bai Yanfei had no choice but to give up. She really couldn't catch up.
This thief is like a ghost chasing him behind him. He is incredibly fast. It would be a shame to be a thief here. Why not run track and field?
"Go back and take a look at the scene first."
Bai Yanfei could only return, planning to search for clues on the spot, and it would not be too late to call the police and arrest the thief.
…
On the other side, monks and pilgrims also hurried to the Sutra Pavilion and raised their hands to turn on the lights.
Immediately, what he saw was the open door and scriptures all over the floor. For a moment, his heart was in his throat.
"What's going on? Could it be that it was robbed?"
"I clearly remembered to have closed the door and locked it."
"Amitabha, it is really a sin."
A group of monks beat their chests and beat their feet, but they knew better and did not destroy the scene. After all, the people had already run away, and it would be useless to go in now.
"You even stole from temples, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Who says it isn't?"
The pilgrims surrounding the door also whispered and were filled with indignation.
After just waiting at the door for a while, Bai Yanfei ran back panting, facing the earnest eyes of a group of monks, and shook her head.
"It must be a thief, but unfortunately I didn't catch him. You guys should hurry up and see if there's anything missing."
"Hurry up and take inventory of the scriptures."
The host ordered, and everyone hurried into the room. I don't know if it was their illusion, but the moment they stepped in, there seemed to be a Buddha's voice murmuring, which slightly calmed their uneasiness.
It's strange to say that my originally anxious and flustered heart suddenly calmed down.
After checking, they found that although the scriptures were a bit messy, they were not damaged in any way. In the innermost part of the Sutra Pavilion, there was a scripture spread out. It seemed that someone had read it here not long ago.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness."
The host picked up the book and subconsciously read the above sentence, which was the "Prajna Heart Sutra" written by Zhi Dun.
However, upon hearing this verse, several other older monks were suddenly startled, and suddenly froze on the spot, as if in a daze.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you guys?"
A young novice monk noticed something strange about the old monk and hurriedly asked, which immediately attracted the attention of many pilgrims, who all looked puzzled.
However, they saw several elderly monks standing there in a trance, looking at the "Prajna Heart Sutra" in the hands of the host with confused eyes. In a flash, they seemed to have figured out something, and they slowly bent down and sat down on the spot.
"???"
"Why did these eminent monks suddenly sit down?"
"what happened?"
Not to mention the pilgrims who were confused, even the novice novices looked at a loss and were at a loss.
These monks are all the oldest people in Qiguang Temple. They are often accompanied by green lanterns. Under the influence of this, they have in-depth research on Buddhism. They cannot be said to be enlightened monks, but they can be regarded as quite insightful.
Pilgrims who come and go every day want to talk to these eminent monks, solve their doubts, and get advice from the eminent monks.
But now, looking at their sudden actions, everyone is confused.
They agreed to count the scriptures, but they just sat there!
The attitude is laid back and the look is relaxed!
You don’t seem to be worried about the theft of scriptures at all?
For a time, in this chaotic and tense environment, the movements of several eminent monks were obviously inversely proportional.
Not only them, but even the host next to them seemed to be infected, with a thoughtful expression. Then he put down the "Prajna Heart Sutra", clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name, and slowly sat down on the floor.
Looking at this scene, someone lowered his voice and asked the young monk: "What's going on? A thief has been here, why aren't you in a hurry!"
The young monk didn't know what was going on and shook his head to express his ignorance.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. The originally tense atmosphere was filled with a solemn solemnity. Others did not dare to interrupt for fear of disturbing these inexplicable eminent monks.
"I heard this. For a time, the Buddha was living in the city of Rajagaha, in the Jijajui Mountain, together with twelve thousand great bhikkhus..."
The low chanting sound soon floated in the night, as if it had an indescribable charm, and everyone's mood calmed down.
After listening carefully for a moment, the face of the young monk standing aside changed. He couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice:
"This is the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma! Senior brother, isn't it?"
"That's right!"
Hearing this, all the young monks suddenly became nervous, and even the confused little novice monk became serious.
The pilgrims on the side were very confused and couldn't help but ask, "Master, what does this chanting mean?"
The young monk who was called senior brother explained seriously: "The Lotus Sutra is not usually recited. Only on major festivals, the host and the masters will recite this sutra, because the purpose of this sutra is to express gratitude to the Buddha! Therefore, the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma is not allowed to be recited casually on weekdays, otherwise it would be inappropriate to disturb the Buddha every day."
The junior disciple on the side had a complex expression and said tangledly: "Now that the Sutra Pavilion has just been stolen, and it is not a major festival, how can you easily recite Buddhist sutras like this? Is this disrespectful to the Buddha? What on earth is Master doing!"
After hearing the explanation, the pilgrims and Bai Yanfei suddenly realized, but their expressions became more and more confused.
If we follow what the young monk said, then why did these eminent monks suddenly sit on the floor and even recite Buddhist scriptures that they are not allowed to recite on weekdays?
They didn't dare to disturb them and could only wait and see what happened.
"We are all Arhats. All outflows have been eliminated, and there are no more worries. They have gained their own interests, eliminated all obstacles, and feel at ease."
The Buddha's voice murmured, like a light shining in the darkness, guiding everyone in the direction of progress.
It seemed that even their hearts had been cleansed.
I don't know how long it took, but the host and several eminent monks slowly opened their eyes, but their expressions were a little lost.
It wasn't until they stood up slowly that Bai Yanfei dared to go up and ask: "Masters, what did you just do..."
The host looked down at the Prajna Heart Sutra in his hand and murmured:
"Buddha has come!"
Leaving behind such a paradoxical statement, the host recited a Buddha's name and then remained silent. He just lowered his head and read the Prajna Heart Sutra, seeming to have some enlightenment.
"Buddha has been here? Why didn't we see him?"
"It seems that I am usually dishonest!"
The pilgrims were even more confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, so they complained silently in their hearts.
The young monk next to him couldn't help but ask, "Master, what happened just now? Is the Buddha really here?"
"Amitabha."
The old monk's eyes were pious and he looked at the scriptures in the hands of the host. He was full of awe and clasped his hands together. "At that time, I seemed to have enlightenment. My heart was pure and empty, as if I had come to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and saw a golden light passing away. Although I don't know why, I can only follow my original intention, sit cross-legged, read Buddhist scriptures and pray, and feel the opportunity of enlightenment. .”
"The Prajna Heart Sutra is the work of Master Zhidun." As he spoke, he pointed to the scriptures on the ground with unfinished thoughts, "So, these scriptures must have been read by Master Zhidun. Just now, the teacher was just reciting the sutra for a moment, and he actually thought Understanding and improving Buddhist principles are incredible!"
At this time, other old monks who had been sitting cross-legged also nodded one after another, with the same expression on their faces, all with memories and sadness.
"Zhidun Buddha must have been here!"
After listening to the old monk's story, the young monk suddenly understood everything.
The other monks also had the same expression. They were woken up in the middle of the night and were sleepy at first, but they became energetic after arriving at the Sutra Pavilion.
Especially after listening to the host and the eminent monk reciting scriptures, all the fatigue was swept away, and I felt inexplicably ethereal, as if I had gained a lot of new understanding of Buddhism.
It turned out that there was a reason for the incident, but Master Zhidu had been here before?
Although I didn’t see it…
But no matter so much, whatever the master says is what it is.
"Master, I, I understand!"
The old monk looked at the young monk suspiciously, but in the end he said nothing.
At the same time, the pilgrims and Bai Yanfei on the side were puzzled. They couldn't understand the conversation between master and apprentice at all, but they could probably understand what it meant.
But because of this, I feel more and more incomprehensible. Is it really that magical?
Thinking of the black shadow just now, Bai Yanfei came back to her senses and became a little anxious. Now is not the time to chant sutras and discuss Buddhism.
"Host, I think you still need to take inventory of the scriptures to see if anything is missing. If anything is missing, we can quickly file a case."
After Bai Yanfei's reminder, the monks began to count the numbers unhurriedly.
"It doesn't matter, Zhidun Buddha will flip through the book and nothing will be lost."
They seemed sure that nothing would be lost here, but Bai Yanfei didn't think so.
She also looked for clues in the Sutra Pavilion. There were footprints at the door, extending inside the house, and finally stopped at the window.
The strange thing is that there are no footprints next to the bookshelf, nor any traces of human action.
In other words, it is impossible for a thief to take down the scriptures, and he will never be able to retrieve the objects from the air.
Then who took down these scriptures?
Bai Yanfei's doubts deepened, and she suddenly remembered what the thief said when she was chasing him.
"Is there a monster?"
And the thief's sudden scream before.
Could it be that the thief wanted to steal something, but he ran into something here?
Bai Yanfei had various conjectures in her mind.
"But you can't just bump into the Buddha and mistake him for a monster, so he screamed and was scared away, right?"
Bai Yanfei murmured, and a monk on the side heard a few words and immediately warned seriously: "Donor, don't talk nonsense, Buddha is Buddha, Buddha has all the appearances of all living beings, even if there are monsters, he is still Buddha!"
Bai Yanfei was speechless and could only say yes without any words.
Soon, the monks quickly finished counting and said, "President, no scriptures have been lost."
There were several eminent monks presiding over who were not surprised by this. They seemed to have expected it. They just kept staring at the "Prajna Heart Sutra" and cared about nothing else.
"Donor, don't worry."
The monk's words brought Bai Yanfei's thoughts back to reality, and she nodded blankly.
"It's really not lost? Is it true that the person who opened the book is not a thief? Besides the thief, is there someone else here? But why is there no trace at all where the book was opened..."
She didn't know if she was affected by the monk's words, but she suddenly felt inexplicably that this place seemed a bit extraordinary.
Late at night.
The door of the Sutra Pavilion was closed again, but the "Prajna Heart Sutra" was taken away by the host and had to be specially enshrined. After all, it had been read by Master Zhidun himself!
Peace returned to the temple again. After a long night of tossing, it was obvious that he could no longer sleep. The monks began to do their homework, while the pilgrims chatted in twos and threes.
Unknown outside the temple.
Ye Qin is practicing and consolidating his latest visualization object-the scripture.
If not for the sudden interruption, Ye Qin should have consolidated his position in the Sutra Pavilion. He was awakened when he was in the mood to read. Ye Qin was also a little annoyed, but after thinking about it, he finally let it go and did not bother the human again.
Cultivation has cause and effect, and naturally there are merits. Now that I have just succeeded in visualizing, I am in a good mood, so I reluctantly let that brat go.
As for what happened in the temple later, Ye Qin naturally felt it.
It was all because he visualized and enlightened in the Sutra Pavilion, and what he visualized was the "Prajna Heart Sutra". In addition, the Buddha was used for mystical purposes, so the aftertaste of cultivation was left, so that these ordinary monks who have been practicing Buddhism all year round have What they realized made them even more certain about the Buddha's appearance.
"It's strange. After this visualization, the state has been perfect, and there is no threat of thunder and disaster. It has not come twice in a row, and I am a little unaccustomed to it!"
Ye Qin was confused. Just like the last time he visualized the river, this time after visualizing the Prajna Heart Sutra, there was no threat of disaster.
"Maybe a big one is brewing!"
Ye Qin was a little panicked, but there was nothing he could do.
As the morning light suddenly appeared in the sky, a touch of blue broke through the darkness, bringing some light.
In the radiant light, all the scenery was coated with a faint golden light, even the green snake scales.
"The cause and effect here will be returned to you another day."
Ye Qin looked back at Qiguang Temple, and then walked away into the morning glow.
…
In the temple wing.
They stayed there until the next morning, when Bai Yanfei and the old man had breakfast and were ready to leave.
"Feifei, this Qiguang Temple is indeed extraordinary. Even Master Zhidun has appeared. You must wear the amulet I asked for for you, it will protect you."
The old man kept talking about it all the way, convinced of what happened last night, not only him, but also other pilgrims.
Although no one saw anything strange, only messes all over the ground, the reactions of the eminent monks were undeniable, and looking at their serious looks, they couldn't help but be infected by everyone.
Bai Yanfei looked thoughtful, and all she could think about in the rest of the night was what happened last night.
Although nothing was lost in the temple, based on the traces at the scene and the sneakiness of the shadow, Bai Yanfei was sure that it was definitely a thief.
However, clues at the scene showed that the scriptures that were read had nothing to do with the thief.
But how could it be that the Buddha really showed up and read a book in hiding?
This is too outrageous!
Thinking about the monster in the thief's mouth, she couldn't tell whether it was a joke or the truth.
Does this have something to do with what the monks said about the Buddha’s appearance?
What did the thief see?
For a time, this matter became an unsolvable mystery in Bai Yanfei's heart.
…
This matter spread quickly, and many people even came here to pay homage to the enshrined volume of the Prajna Heart Sutra.
The popularity of Qiguang Temple was already good, and now it is even more popular, so much so that a notice was temporarily posted at the entrance of the temple saying, "Due to the heavy flow of people, reception is temporarily suspended."
After Bai Yanfei came back from vacation, everyone discovered that she had an extra amulet around her neck. Her colleagues couldn't help but curiously asked, "I remember you don't like wearing accessories."
"My grandfather asked me for this at Qiguang Temple. I couldn't refuse the old man's kindness, so I took it with me and hid it in my clothes. The director shouldn't be able to see it, right?"
When my colleagues heard the words "Qiguang Temple", their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it the recent temple where the Buddha appeared?"
"I've also heard that the temple is quite spiritual and very popular recently. My mother said at home yesterday that she would go to Qiguang Temple to pay her respects on the weekend."
"I advise you not to go. The number of people visiting Qiguang Temple has been overwhelming recently. It's like dumplings. People were almost squeezed to death."
"Yanfei, you just came back from there. Tell us, is it really that effective?"
Bai Yanfei glanced at the amulet on her body, remembered what happened that night, and said vaguely: "Maybe, anyway, it's quite baffling."
Seeing her dazed expression, everyone didn't think much. Someone suddenly reminded: "Be careful when you go there. I heard that someone saw a big snake nearby, but I think it may be a rumor. After all, the fire brigade didn't dispatch at all." .”
Hearing this, Bai Yanfei was stunned, as if some memory was suddenly triggered, and she suddenly froze in place.
She thought of the dazzling scene she unexpectedly saw when she first arrived at the temple during the day yesterday.
"monster……"
"snake……"
No one noticed Bai Yanfei's weirdness. After a few more discussions, everyone went about their own business.
Some people believe in the Buddha's apparition, while others do not.
But no matter what, since then, Bai Yanfei has been wearing the amulet with her, and has never taken it off except when washing...
(End of chapter)
