As if he heard Xie Sansheng's words, the demented monk suddenly looked up at Xie Sansheng and laughed.
The harmless smile of humans and animals makes people feel at ease inexplicably.
His gaze seemed to have no focus, but the direction of his gaze should be on Xie Sansheng. When he spoke, his voice had no ups and downs or tone: "You're still here..."
Xie Sansheng was confused, was he talking to himself?
That said, shall I leave?
The demented monk did not pause, and turned his head slightly to one side, seeming to "look" at Chen Luo, and his brows wrinkled slightly.
"Why two people?"
The demented monk's smile faded, with a thoughtful expression on his face. He raised his head and scratched his bald head, sat down cross-legged, supported his head with both hands, and began to stare at Chen Luo in a daze.
Chen Luo was confused by the monk's work and looked at Lang Feixian: "Elder brother..."
Lang Feixian sighed: "Ask him if he likes you. If so, please give way. Your senior sister is in the room behind him."
"What?" Chen Luo was startled and looked at the monk's house behind the demented monk, "He captured senior sister?"
"No!" Lang Feixian shook his head, "Xiao Yao'er and I showed up here after practicing the Dharma on Abbot Island. Xiao Yao'er said that he sensed something in the monk's house and walked directly in with the mastiff Lingling. When I was about to go in, this monk suddenly appeared and refused to let me in."
"Otherwise, why do you think I would fight against him?"
Don’t you think you are wandering? Chen Luo complained in his heart.
"Don't worry too much. As long as the Buddha doesn't come, little Yao'er's life will not be in danger." Lang Feixian said, changing the subject, "Where have you been?"
Hearing that Sixth Senior Sister was not in danger, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly told him about entering the shadow of Mount Sumeru and encountering the fake thunder sound and the inner demon evil Buddha. Lang Feixian looked serious and waited for Chen Luo to finish speaking. I bowed deeply to Xie Sansheng.
"Mr. Lang, thank you for your care. If you need anything in the future, you can write to Zhulin. I, Zhulin, will bear this kindness!"
Xie Sansheng hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "You're welcome, it was Brother Chen who helped me. Besides..." Just as Xie Sansheng said this, the demented monk suddenly laughed again.
"I see, it's two people, it's two people!" He stood up, "looked at" Chen Luo, raised his leg, and suddenly appeared a foot in front of Chen Luo.
No, it should be said that Chen Luo stood suddenly in front of this demented monk.
Chen Luo has seen countless teleportation techniques like this, which are nothing more than a person's position in space suddenly changing, as if a person is in front of you, and then suddenly appears directly in the distance.
But this monk's technique gave people a different feeling. It seemed that he was just raising his legs, and he didn't move at all, but the world was moving.
The whole world is teleporting.
When he lowered his legs, he was standing where he wanted to be in space.
Lang Feixian subconsciously stood in front of Chen Luo, but the demented monk didn't care. He just looked at Chen Luo seriously: "Two people."
"There are actually two people in you!"
Chen Luo saw that the monk was speaking confusingly, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't, so he stood up from behind Lang Feixian, clasped his hands together, and asked, "Master, why are there two people in me?"
"Why don't you know?" the demented monk murmured, "One is a young man who has not grown up yet, holding a sword that is taller than himself. The other has grown up and is empty, but... but……"
Having said this, the demented monk didn't seem to know how to express himself, and scratched his head anxiously.
Chen Luo was stunned when the demented monk said, "What is this?" To scare people?
However, the demented monk quickly raised his finger and pointed at Lang Feixian: "You gave me that sword!"
Chen Luo's head suddenly buzzed. He and Lang Feixian looked at each other. They finally knew what the monk was talking about.
He's not talking about people, he's talking about the avenue!
That boy who hasn’t grown up is Chen Luo’s martial arts! That sword that is taller than him is Lang Feixian's poetic swordsmanship!
As for that empty person, it is the illusory Buddhist avenue condensed by the Tripitaka Sutra!
Thinking back to what he said about Xie Sansheng before, the phrase "You are still here" was not about Xie Sansheng, but about the hidden Buddhist path in Xie Sansheng!
This monk has a pig-like face and a bright heart. His hazy eyes are clearly a pair of wise eyes that can see only the avenue but no one.
I just don't know what happened to make this monk become stupid and stupid, so when he saw Chen Luo's New Buddhist Avenue, he didn't know what to say.
After figuring this section out, Chen Luo had an idea. The demented monk was created by enlightening a passage of scripture by the great power of ancient Buddhism, and naturally inherited the principles of ancient Buddhism. Chen Luo's enlightenment through Zen Buddhism is definitely different in principles, but he also inherited the great foundation of compassion and universal salvation. , so he fell into confusion and madness.
Chen Luo stood up and saluted the demented monk: "If you don't establish words, you can teach other people to teach others. If you point directly to people's hearts, you can become a Buddha by seeing your nature."
Sixteen words, which the demented monk was still pondering, sounded like sixteen thunders in Xie Sansheng's ears. He looked at Chen Luo, his heart was like a sea churning, and there was only one question in his mind.
Is it still too late to betroth Li Bajiu to Brother Chen?
"When the Dharma returns, it will always look new." The demented monk suddenly said this. Then, he looked at Chen Luo, his eyes suddenly seemed to be much clearer.
"You're here..." he said.
It's like someone who has been waiting for a long time finally sees the figure he has always wanted to see, and gently says "you are here" without mentioning how painful he has been in the past;
It's like an empty shop that has been waiting for a long time, and finally a customer comes in. He wants to stay with him with a thousand words, but when he opens his mouth, he can only say "you are here", without mentioning how happy he is at this time;
It’s like you’ve survived a long cold winter and saw the first green flower emerging from the ground. It’s like the spring garden is coming towards you. You smile and say, “You’re here,” without mentioning how much you expect for the future. ;
With a simple "You're here", the ruins actually echoed, as if the 128,000 Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looked at Chen Luo with a smile and said softly "You're here"...
Chen Luo also smiled lightly and saluted the demented monk: "I'm here."
As the words fell, there seemed to be a series of sighs. It was not the kind of sigh of disappointment, but a sudden and relaxed sigh of relief when the heavy stone in the heart was relieved.
The waiting for the end of the law has been too long.
It's just a little light now, so what does it matter? Sooner or later it will shine on the world!
It's just a soul now. What does it matter? Sooner or later it will span the world!
Just come.
The demented monk turned sideways and pointed towards the monk's house: Please!
Chen Luo's purpose was to enter the house and find his senior sister. He bowed again and walked towards the monk's dormitory.
After a few steps, he stood in front of the monk's house.
It is an ordinary stone house, but it is hard to imagine that the magnificent golden towers of the main hall have collapsed. Except for the stupa, only this small house remains.
Reaching out to push open the door, Chen Luo's eyes went dark. It's not that the view is blocked by something, but that the room is dark, but the sound of the tide can be heard in my ears.
"Senior sister..." Chen Luo shouted, but no one answered.
Chen Luo hurriedly walked into the stone house, followed closely by Xie Sansheng. But when Lang Feixian was about to follow in, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder. It was the hand of the demented monk.
"Donor, you can't come in!" The demented monk stopped being demented and issued a ban to Lang Feixian.
Lang Feixian couldn't care less, he was just one step away, so he was full of righteousness and was about to push through. Suddenly, a more powerful true meaning of reincarnation suppressed him, directly interrupting Lang Feixian's momentum, and then a huge wave of The force came and threw Lang Feixian out.
Lang Feixian turned over in the air, landed on the ground, and looked at the demented monk: "Aren't all living beings equal? Why don't you let me in?"
The demented monk put his hands together: "It seems... I remember... this is the rule!"
Lang Feixian was almost furious. He waved his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand: "Monk Sutra, I just exaggerated your combat power in front of my junior brother just to save my own face."
"Now, if you don't get out of the way, we'll have another fight. It's not certain who will win or who will lose?"
The demented monk looked at Lang Feixian. His eyes, which had just become clear, quickly became dull and lost focus.
"Nawu..." the demented monk suddenly stopped and murmured, "Nawu, what's the matter...forgot..."
Lang Feixian frowned, and a shadow of the bright moon rose behind him, about to attack. The demented monk suddenly raised his head: "I remembered..."
"Buddha said, Confucianism is at the heart."
"Don't give good things to Confucianism."
"I remember, Namo Amitabha!"
Lang Feixian was stunned, your great Buddha has perished, and you still left such a last word? If you have the time, wouldn't it be better to talk about a few more principles?
What happened to you, the sage of the Confucian sect, back then? Is it because he acted normally during the quarrel, so that Buddha could only say that everything was empty and unable to refute?
Lang Feixian stuck his sword on the ground and sat down angrily.
This is the first time that Lotus has been wronged because of his birth!
…
On the other side, Chen Luo and Xie Sansheng walked into the stone house. The huge door of the stone house suddenly opened. Almost at the same time, the room became brighter.
This is a standard living room, not too big or too small, just like the main hall of an ordinary home.
The room was completely empty, and there was only an alms bowl on the ground. There was water in the alms bowl, and there was a big stone in the water.
Yun Siyao and Mastiff Lingling were missing.
Xie Sansheng glanced at the stone house and saw that the wall of the stone house was covered with charcoal marks, one after another, as if naughty children had smeared them at will. However, Xie Sansheng stretched out his hand to touch a charcoal mark, and suddenly a deep voice seemed to appear in his mind, It seemed like he was reciting some scripture.
No need to guess, Confucian scholars can integrate feelings into calligraphy, and eminent monks can also put their feelings into the casually falling charcoal marks.
The owner of this stone house may be the one who enlightened the demented monks outside, and made the stone house full of Buddhist spirit by just smearing it with charcoal.
Perhaps it was this enlightenment of the Buddha that prevented this stone house from collapsing, like those stupas enshrining relics.
Listening to Xie Sansheng's judgment, Chen Luo nodded slightly, but he didn't take it too seriously.
No matter what happens to this house, the owner has died after all. What he cares about is, where is the senior sister?
Chen Luo's eyes fell on the alms bowl with stones and water...
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