There is a giant Buddha in Longmen, facing the Yihe River.
This Buddha has a heritage and has a history of more than a thousand years.
The towering Buddha statue, nearly twenty meters high, sits on the bank of the west mountain of Longmen, looking forward as if looking at the greenery of the east mountain on the other side of the river.
At night, the Yihe River in front of the Giant Buddha flows forward, and pedestrians gradually become fewer and fewer.
After ten o'clock, the two mountains of Longmen and the banks of the Yi River, which were crowded with tourists during the day, suddenly became eerie, with no one around.
At this time, on the south side of Xishan Mountain, there was a small temple, Longyin Temple.
After the last pilgrim who came to offer incense left, the lights in the rooms of Longyin Temple were extinguished one by one, and the monks in the temple began to clean up.
In the main hall, an old monk sitting cross-legged on a futon slowly took off his cassock, revealing a simple monk's robe underneath.
He blew out the candles in the hall one by one, carefully closed the door, and walked out of the temple.
When he arrived at the temple gate, a deep voice stopped him: "Kong Ming, where are you going?"
The old monk turned around, bowed with one hand towards the place where the sound came from, bowed and said, "Brother, I'm going to save someone's life."
"Don't go! That person is not worth saving!"
The sound sounded empty, but no one was seen.
The old monk maintained his bowing posture, as motionless as a sculpture. He said: "Brother, there is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. How can there be anything in this world that is not worth it?" Save the person?"
"If you go, the whole temple will suffer along with you!"
A smile appeared on the old monk's face and he said: "I have taken off the cassocks of the temple abbot, and now I am just an ordinary monk."
"Today, even if disaster strikes me, it is only my business and will never involve the temple."
The voice that sounded in the air seemed a little angry: "Isn't your own life your life?!"
The old monk still bowed, but raised his head to look at the stars in the sky, and said calmly: "Senior brother, the monks are all in vain. I have already ignored life and death."
The voice fell silent.
The old monk bowed slightly, turned around and walked out of the temple.
When he walked up the steps of the mountain road outside the temple gate, the voice still seemed a little unwilling, and asked angrily: "You are not usually this stupid!"
"Why would you rather provoke a villain today..."
The voice that sounded out of thin air seemed to be very taboo about a certain name, and it stopped talking in the middle of the sentence.
The old monk named "Kong Ming" walked to the guardrail of the mountain road and looked at the Yihe River in the night and the thousand-year-old Buddha sitting at the foot of the mountain. His voice was like an ancient well but without ripples: "Brother, this Longmen is my Buddhist resort."
"There are ten temples above and below Longmen, with thousands of monks, and the Buddha's nature is so majestic. How can we just watch evil ghosts come and demand people's lives in front of my Buddha?"
Kong Ming's voice was so plain that it had no tone at all, but it could make people clearly feel the anger inside it!
When Kongming started to go down the mountain, the voice that sounded in the temple became weaker and weaker: "But Kongming, that's a wicked person! A wicked person!"
Kongming walked down the mountain and said calmly: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."
He had not gone far when suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
I saw several old monks leading a group of young monks chasing him, "Abbot! We will go with you!"
Kong Ming frowned and shouted: "No matter how big or small! Go back! No one is allowed to step out of the temple tonight!"
The monks were silent.
Seeing Kong Ming's insistent look, everyone turned around and returned silently.
Soon, bursts of clear chanting could be heard from the Longyin Temple on the mountain.
...
Eleven o'clock, in front of the Buddha.
There are a total of 108 steps from the Buddha statue to the bank of the Yi River.
Looking at the steps in front of him, Feng Liang was full of energy.
"We're finally here, here! Master Kong Ming is waiting for me up there!"
He excitedly muttered to himself, stepped up the steps, wow!
Behind him, there was a sound that seemed to be the splashing of waves from the surging water of the Yi River.
There were more than a hundred steps, both fast and slow. When Feng Liang walked to the big Buddha, he saw Kong Ming, who was sitting cross-legged with his back to the big Buddha and facing him.
Kongming closed his eyes, turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and muttered something in his mouth. There was also a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in the form of bamboo slips in front of him.
With a strong look of joy on his face, Feng Liang hurriedly walked over and said, "Master Kong Ming! I'm sorry to keep you waiting!"
Opening his eyes, Kong Ming looked past Feng Liang and looked directly at Yi He behind him.
The river surface reflected the starlight, and the emerald green water flowed forward, making a continuous splash.
Kong Ming stood up with a Buddhist scripture in hand, crossed Feng Liang, stared at the river in front of him, and said softly: "Donor Feng, you are a little later than the agreed time."
Feng Liang hurriedly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Master! There was a traffic jam on the way here!"
Kong Ming raised his hand and said, "It's just a small matter. Why did you come to our Buddhist resort this time?"
"Didn't I tell the master in advance? I want to ask for a jade Buddha to keep me safe." Looking at Kong Ming, Feng Liang's eyes filled with eager expectation.
However, Kong Ming's next words gave Feng Liang a sudden chill: "Donor Feng, the Jade Buddha cannot guarantee your safety."
"What?!"
Feng Liang was surprised and said: "Master, what does this mean? You are a Buddhist resort here, especially the jade Buddha in your Longyin Temple is dressed to look amazing. Could it be that it's fake?!"
Kong Ming sighed, turned around, raised his hand and caressed Feng Liang's eyes, and said, "Donor Feng, look at what's in the river."
Feeling the coolness coming from his eyes, Feng Liang trembled and turned around to look. He saw under the bright starlight, floating in the green river water, a pale and ferocious man tied to a wooden box. ghost!
The water ghost was slapping the water surface with his hands, making "swish" and "swish" sounds.
Feng Liang finally knew what the sound of running water he heard along the way was!
At this time, Kong Ming said sadly: "The little jade Buddha can naturally expel some ghosts and ghosts, but it will not be able to deal with the ferocious ghosts that have been refined and raised by others... "
"Donor Feng, the ghost baby you invited... is too fierce!"
Hearing what Kong Ming said and looking at the ghost in the river, Feng Liang suddenly panicked!
He was at a loss for a moment, grabbed Kong Ming's monk's robe and said, "Master! You must save me, save me!"
"I sincerely worship the Buddha! Monks are compassionate, but you can't just ignore it, Master!"
Kongming held Feng Liang's hand and asked: "Donor Feng, as long as you promise the poor monk three things, the poor monk will definitely save your life tonight even if he risks his own life!"
Feng Liang let out a long breath. He seemed to be grasping at the straw of survival. "Master, tell me! Don't say three, thirty or three hundred will do!"
Wow!
The water ghost in the river slapped the water again, and its pale ghost face looked at Feng Liang in front of the Buddha and began to smile ferociously.
Feng Liang was trembling so much that he felt like it was becoming difficult to breathe!
Kongming saw this and slapped him on the back, bang!
Wow!
A large amount of water stains spurted out from Feng Liang's body, making the two people's feet wet!
Feng Liang suddenly returned to normal!
Kong Ming was surprised and asked: "Did you encounter a windfall on the road?!"
Feng Liang said in panic: "Yes, yes! But I didn't take it, I didn't take it!"
He kept shouting: "Master, please save me, save me! Save me!"
Kong Ming sighed: "It's not that you didn't take it, it's because someone didn't let you take it! Donor Feng, listen carefully, I have these three things!"
"First, don't do violence again in the future!"
“Second, don’t take ill-gotten gains in the future!”
"Third, throughout your life, devote your whole life to Buddha!"
"Donor Feng, can you promise me these three things?"
Feng Liang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Please save me, master! Don't worry, master, I keep my word!"
"Actually, Master, I, I originally planned to wash my hands in the golden basin, so I went to seek that fortune!"
"Master, Master! I still have more than three million in cash. I, I will give all of it to Master's temple. I just want a safe life!"
"Master, save me, save me!!"
Kong Ming nodded, "Donor Feng, there are hundreds of millions of pilgrims in Longmen every year, and there are hundreds of millions of merit incense. I don't need your little incense money, just keep it for yourself!"
"What I want is your heart toward Buddha!"
Saying that, Kongming took Feng Liang's hand and walked all the way back to the big Buddha, asking him to kneel down on the futon in front of the Buddha!
He once again asked Feng Liang behind him: "Donor Feng, let me ask you again, are you sure you didn't take any ill-gotten gains along the way?"
Feng Liang, who was so frightened that his face turned white, said repeatedly: "OK, sure! Master, I, I just met that one, I really didn't take it, I really didn't take it!"
"Okay! If you really didn't get any windfall, then this evil ghost has no reason to ask for your life!"
Kong Ming turned around and stood behind him, looked at the evil ghost hiding in the Yi River and said resolutely: "Donor Feng!"
"You just stay in front of this Buddha and don't go anywhere!"
"Today, I want to see what a drowned water ghost can do to you in this Buddhist resort!"
Crack!
As Kong Ming spoke, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky above Longmen, making the night look like day!
Then, the wind picked up and the rain came!
Feng Liang, who was kneeling on the futon, was trembling and frightened, and turned around with a look of shock on his face!
The old monk standing behind him was wearing a simple monk's robe, holding a scroll of Buddhist scriptures on bamboo slips, and his expression was extremely calm!
Even though the monk's robes were violently swaying in the sudden wind and rain, his body was still as upright as a mountain, motionless!
Eleven fifty!
Wow, wow!
The water of the Yihe River is constantly rolling up huge waves like ocean waves. One wave is higher than the other, and all of them are sweeping towards the giant Buddha on the shore!
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