Liang Chuan didn't know how to answer the great monk's question for a moment. He had lived in the mountains for thousands of years, and the Tang Dynasty had disappeared into the long river of history. How could this monk in a mountain temple thousands of miles away know that he was now in the Song Dynasty? .
This did not surprise Liang Chuan. What surprised Liang Chuan was that when the monk answered his words, he spoke standard Chinese.
What is international influence? This is international influence. From the generals of the country to the ordinary monks, everyone can speak Chinese. There is no need to set up Confucius Institutes everywhere. People must learn the language well just by self-study.
Liang Chuan now has an identity, that is, Minamoto no Yoritomo's younger brother, Minamoto Yoshitsune. Can he say that he is from the Tang Dynasty?
Liang Chuan replied to the monk: "Master, you are polite, I am not from the Tang Dynasty."
The great monk did not expect that this man who could speak fluent Chinese was actually a local, which was very valuable.
Liang Chuan didn't lie. He was from the Song Dynasty. He just didn't tell the whole story, so it wasn't a lie.
The monk smiled and said: "Come into the room and drink a cup of hot tea. Today's winter is very cold, but next year's cherry blossoms should be more beautiful!"
The people of the island country are very obsessed with cherry blossoms. Liang Chuan also admitted that this kind of flower is really beautiful when it is in full bloom. It falls on the world at a speed of five centimeters per second, bringing beauty and longing with it, doesn't it?
Different from the filth in Kamakura Castle, this Guanyin Temple is like a speck of dust on the wall. There is not a trace of dust everywhere.
There were several yellow candles in the main hall, and the statue of Sakyamuni was enshrined in the main hall. The gold paint was a little black, and the whole hall was filled with a gray tone. Several people walked through the main hall and entered the side hall.
The monk brought a brazier with red-hot charcoal inside, an iron kettle, some green onions and ginger, and a bucket of dried tea leaves. He put the tea leaves and green onions and ginger into the pot, and roasted the tea leaves over charcoal fire.
The process of making tea is long and boring, but it is a great enjoyment for the monk. Liang Chuan can see the relaxed smile on his face.
"What do you call the donor?"
Liang Chuan said: "My name is Minamoto Yoshitsune, and this is my... lover."
Ah Gou looked at Liang Chuan, his face suddenly turned red.
The monk didn't know that the Tang Dynasty had disappeared, but he knew what the surname Yuan meant.
"Are you from the Genji family?"
Liang Chuan nodded and said, "Exactly."
"When a noble person comes, the walls of Liuhu Temple will shine! No wonder you can also speak Chinese. It turns out that you come from a famous family. It's not surprising!"
Liang Chuan was curious about how this monk could speak Chinese, so he asked again.
The monk said: "If we want to study the Buddhist scriptures of the Tang Dynasty, we must naturally learn Chinese, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve enlightenment."
I see.
"What do you call master?"
"Poor Monk Dongguangfang."
"Are you the only one in this temple?"
"Exactly."
Dongguangfang's eyes were very clear, showing a detachment that could see everything in the world. A person guarding such a big temple should feel lonely, but he couldn't feel it in him. Moreover, Liang Chuan's senses were very keen. This old man When the monk approached him, he didn't even notice it. He only felt that there was no one behind him.
The tea was opened with a muffled sound, and the pure fragrance of tea floated out. The tea was served from a large coarse porcelain cup. The boiling tea had the flavor of onion and ginger, and it tasted great when it went into the throat during this snowy day.
Liang Chuan tasted the tea carefully, sipping it one mouthful at a time. It was white and tasteless at first, but when he tasted it again, his mouth was fragrant. It was indeed a good tea that had been carefully roasted.
It was rare to meet a knowledgeable person in Dongguangfang who was overjoyed and did not boast about his tea. He just asked Liang Chuan to drink a few more cups to drive away the coldness in his body.
"I dreamed last night that distinguished guests were coming, and today it really came true."
"We came here after hearing the bells in your temple, so you should be the one who invited us here."
Buddhism pays attention to the word "fate". Everything is destined to happen. In Dongguangfang's view, Minamoto no Yoshitsune's arrival in this temple must have its own destiny.
Monk Dongguangfang looked at Liang Chuan and said, "I think you are an enlightened person, why are you involved in this endless war?"
Buddhism pays attention to choosing to escape from the world in troubled times, which is also the reason why the world is stigmatized. Compared with Taoism, which seeks to help people in trouble, the choice of the world is naturally clear.
Liang Chuan's life experience made him firmly believe in the theory of reincarnation of ghosts and gods. At least he would not question it any more. He suddenly came to this overseas country thousands of miles away in the east. There must be some destined cause and effect.
Liang Chuan smiled and said, "What is an enlightened person?"
Dong Guangfang said: "Exerting all mysteries and not fearing life and death, experiencing life and death is called sudden enlightenment."
Liang Chuan asked in surprise: "How do you know that I have experienced life and death?"
"There is no desire or desire in your eyes, you are just looking forward to the arrival of a result. You are not like the mortals in the world, who are always looking for fish."
Liang Chuan, a person who spies on the secrets of heaven, has seen two people. One is the Taoist immortal Ling Huchuan, and the other is this overseas great monk. He is also a monk from a foreign country, and he has revealed his origin in one sentence.
Liang Chuan didn't speak, because it was futile to tell anyone what he had experienced.
Dongguangfang said again: "Everyone in the world comes to my small temple with detached intentions, but you still have a female benefactor. The Buddha will be unhappy if you see it." When he said this, Dongguangfang was still smiling. It's like beating Liang Chuan.
Liang Chuan said instead: "My wife is my Buddha. How could you, great monk, know what kind of hardships I have gone through to come here, sit here and drink tea with you, even the Buddha wouldn't believe me if I tell you this?" Since there is a beginning and an end, how it ends depends on God."
The old monk Dongguangfang sighed, but he still had a smile on his face, as if he had seen something helpless.
He picked the oil lamp in front of the Buddha and the light was slightly brighter. He took a piece of paper and wrote a few words on it.
After I finished writing, I went to pick out another oil lamp.
Liang Chuan walked up to the yellow paper and saw a few words written on it: "Temporary fate, after a hundred years, each will follow the six paths and have no connection."
Old monk, you are too lenient. Liang Chuan picked up the pen and turned the paper over, wrote a few words on the back, called the dog, saluted to Dongguangfang, and walked out.
When we went out, the snow seemed to be even heavier, and the sky and the earth were completely white, and we couldn't even see clearly the way we came. Liang Chuan took the dog and the two waded through the thick snow towards Kamakura Castle.
Ah Gou said doubtfully: "Ah Cat, why did you... lie to the great monk that I am your wife?"
Liang Chuan laughed and said, "If I asked you to be my wife, would you be willing?"
Ah Gou said: "You have a wife, will she agree?" The implication is that I agreed, but you can't do it.
Liang Chuan said: "A man here can marry several wives, and the same can be done here."
Ah Gou blushed with embarrassment and said nothing.
The two of them had just arrived at Kamakura Castle, and there were finally a lot of people on the street. They were about to return to Minamoto Yoritomo's house, when they heard a loud thunderous voice behind them: "Stop, that guy!"
It’s Chinese again! Why has Chinese become such a bad language in this place? It seems like one person can speak a few words of Chinese, as if he has somehow arranged himself to communicate easily.
Liang Chuan turned around and looked, oh my fellow, I have always believed that I relied on my tall body and my magical power. I didn't meet many people with the same size as me in the Song Dynasty. I didn't expect to meet this group of dwarfs today. Here comes the alien!
The person who came here was six feet tall, a little shorter than me. He looked exactly like the King Kong guarding the Buddha. He had angry eyes, a beard, a broad back, and long hair that reached his shoulders. In the island country, he was definitely a product of genetic mutation. He was different from others. The height of 4 meters is normal, he is at least 1.8 meters.
He also held an iron rod in his hand. With such a figure and such a weapon, he was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Liang Chuan glared at him coldly and asked, "Did you call me?"
The big man's voice was as loud as a bell and said: "The sun and the moon look at each other forever, never leaving our hearts. When I saw you sitting there, I felt like I was on fire. Did you write these lines?"
Liang Chuan was startled for a moment, then seemed to understand something and said, "So what if I wrote it?"
The big man said: "Then you have found the wrong person. Show off your weapons. Guanyin Temple is also a place where you can go wild?"
At Guanyin Temple, the old monk tried to wake up Liang Chuan with his prophecies, saying that everything would return to dust after a hundred years. However, Liang Chuan was not willing to listen to him, so he wrote a poem back to him on the back of a piece of paper. The content of the poem was: Great Monk, you I don’t yearn for love, I yearn for it. When I think of the lady beside me, even though we are thousands of miles apart, my body still feels as hot as fire.
Putting this word in front of the Buddha is disrespectful. Liang Chuan did not mean to do this. It is just that he has seen a lot in his two lives. If life cannot be vigorous once, will it be in vain if he lives again?
But this obscene word and flirtatious word was seen by a big man, a disciple of Dongguangfang. After reading the word once, he immediately became angry. How long has it been since anyone dared to come to his territory to act wild like this? Is it because he is fasting? Too many people in the world think that they have become Bodhisattvas and forget that they are Angry Eyes Vajra?
Liang Chuan asked: "Are you a disciple of Master Dongguangfang? What's your name?"
The big man said: "I am Kannonji Benkei. Needless to say, I will teach you a lesson today!"
Liang Chuan quickly stopped him: "Big Benqing, wait a moment. It's unfair that you have such a big stick in your hand and I have nothing in my hands. You wait here for me. I'll get the weapon and I'll fight you!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you here!"
Liang Chuan winked at Ah Gou and said softly: "Let's go quickly."
The two returned to Genji's mansion, and Ah Gou asked, "Ah Cat, where do you put your weapons?"
Liang Chuan said: "Why do you ask this?"
Ah Gou said: "Aren't you going to fight with that big guy just now? I think he is also very powerful, so you'd better not go."
Liang Chuan said: "Why should I fight with him? I finally deceived him and ran away. If I have to answer everyone who wants to fight with me, then I will die from exhaustion?"
