Holy Bone

Chapter 180 There shouldn't be hatred, what's the matter with the goodbye?

A long talk with Master Shanneng this night.

Let Jin'an know many secrets.

Little drought.

Ancient Sixiang Bureau.

mountain god.

Luo Geng jade plate.

Cave heaven and earth.

And, the World of Great Controversy is coming...

According to Jin An and Master Shanneng's deduction, that group of antique dealers should have their eyes on the blessed land of Wuzhou Prefecture.

That cave is either in the Cave of Thousand Corpses, or it is related to the Dragon King of the Yinyi River, which is why the other party took such a lot of trouble to come up with a series of incidents.

While discussing with Master Shanneng, Jin An thought of another thing...

Master Shanneng mentioned before that he copied the scriptures for 40 to [-] years, but he was still unable to comprehend the Buddhadharma. Later, when he was [-] years old, he became enlightened overnight. Could it be... Master Shanneng’s enlightenment occurred overnight because the shackles of the world were broken more than ten years ago Is it the person who was the first to be affected and get the blessings of heaven and earth?
"Daoist Jin'an, what do you think of Sakyamuni's Dharma?" Shanneng Master, who was wearing cassock, smiled and looked at Jin'an who was sitting opposite.

Jin An was puzzled: "Why did Master Shanneng say such a thing?"

"Amitabha." Master Shanneng just put his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and smiled without saying a word.

Everything seems to go without saying.

At this moment, the aroma of food came from the kitchen, and the old Taoist's voice came from the kitchen, interrupting the conversation between the two: "Little brother, Master Shanneng, it's time to serve dinner."

In the main room, the old Taoist priest has already set the table and chopsticks.

There are four sets of bowls and chopsticks in total.

Jin'an's.

Old Taoist.

Sharpen the sword.

of a good mage.

For tonight's meal, it can be seen that the old Taoist made a lot of hard work and cooked a large table full of meals.

Stir-fried tofu skin with carrots,

carrot stewed tofu soup,

spicy tofu,

ground delicacies,

Vegetarian fried loofah, cold bamboo shoots, fried eggplant, fried tofu skin, braised beans, dry pot cabbage.

There were a total of ten dishes on the table, nine dishes and one soup, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance and taste. It could be seen that the old Taoist priest really put in a lot of hard work tonight.

Except for the fried bean curd skin with carrots, which looked black but burnt, just like the sword that was behind the old Taoist at this time, his face and clothes were covered with a lot of pot ashes, and his face was a bit ashamed.

Jin An looked at a table of dishes with a surprised expression on his face.

There are only three people and one sheep in the Taoist temple. How can there be so many vegetables in the Taoist temple, so that the old Taoist can cook so many kinds of vegetarian dishes?

And now it's night again, there's a curfew outside, even if you go out to buy vegetables, you can't buy them.

Jin An pondered for a moment, then figured out the reason. It seemed that the old Taoist priest went door to door to find these vegetables borrowed from his neighbors.

This table of food, the old Taoist put a lot of effort into it.

"Master Shanneng, I'm a veteran, I'll offer you a glass of water instead of wine, and I won't drink tea at night."

After the four of them sat down, the old Taoist took the initiative to toast to Master Shanneng, and the ruddy and not at all old-fashioned Master Shanneng also raised his hand to salute the old Taoist.

"Today, the poor monk came to talk about the five viscera Taoist temple. He came empty-handed. He forgot to accompany the ceremony. He only brought a mouthful and an empty stomach. Instead, he asked Daoist Chen to cook for himself. The poor monk came here tonight abruptly and shamelessly."

Master Shanneng had a regretful expression on his face.

Facing Master Shanneng's politeness, the old Taoist said carelessly with an informal character: "There is a saying that it is not unreasonable to have guests come from afar. I am an old Taoist. I do not admire many people in this life. Master Shanneng, you are one of the few." one person."

"Just because Master Shanneng recited sutras for those innocent fetuses in Lingqian Township for a few days and nights, Master Shanneng, you are an eminent monk worthy of my respect. You are a distinguished guest, and I will give it to you in this life."

"Today I'm going to have a long talk with you, Master Shanneng, it doesn't matter who comes."

"Master Shanneng is here, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, don't patronize to chat with me, old Taoist, how about trying my craft, old Taoist." The old Taoist kept adding vegetables to Master Shanneng's rice bowl while talking.

He picked up every dish, and quickly piled up Master Shanneng's white rice.

"It's not that I'm boasting about the old way. I've been traveling all over the world for so many years. I haven't tasted delicacies from mountains and seas. I haven't eaten famous dishes from all over the world. But after going around for a while, I finally found that home-cooked food is the best, the healthiest and longevity. So I'm a veteran wandering around. For most of my life, when I often couldn't find a place to stay in the town, I was thirsty and drank mountain springs, picked wild vegetables to cook by myself when I was hungry, and used the world as a quilt when I was sleepy, and practiced good home-cooking skills...just rely on I am seasoned in my home cooking skills, and if I put it in Jixianlou, the most popular place for scholar-bureaucrats, I am also a master chef."

The old Taoist continued to pick up dishes, while he kept urging Master Shanneng to eat, eat vegetables, and try his skills: "Among these dishes, this fried bean curd skin with fried carrots is a sword cut for you, Master Shanneng. I made it, I made it four or five times in a row, and it looks the best as a vegetarian dish, I know what the weakness of the sword is."

When it came to cutting the weak point of the sword, the old Taoist laughed happily.

Sha Jian took a bite of the third junior brother, almost shouting him out of the psychological shadow.

This time, he finally found the weakness of the sword.

No matter how good a man's martial arts is, he is afraid of cooking.

"Amitabha."

"Since the poor monk was sent to Bailong Temple by his parents since he was a child, there is a big pot of rice in the temple, and he has never eaten home-cooked food."

"When the poor monk was sent to Bailong Temple, he was still young, and he couldn't even remember where his family was and where his parents were. He never had a home-cooked meal with his parents and relatives."

"Later, the poor monk got old and only knew how to chant Buddhist scriptures every day, so he had no chance to taste home-cooked food."

"Unexpectedly, in the Taoist temple today, following Daoist Jin'an, Daoist Chen, and the sword-cutting benefactor, I could eat home-cooked food for family reunion... Amitabha, the poor monk began to envy the bricks and tiles in the five-organ Taoist temple , uncontested, unrestrained, unrestrained.”

The Shanneng mage couldn't help but sigh.

Afterwards, the eminent monk picked up the rice bowl and began to eat the rice with great relish.

This is home cooking.

With a home.

There is warmth and excitement.

No matter it is windy or rainy, the wind is blowing, the sun is shining and the rain is drenching, there is a destination in the heart, and the distance of the world is only a few feet away, because when the mind travels thousands of miles, the soul always has a destination that can shelter from the wind and rain.

"Old Dao, thank you for your hard work today."

"It's also the first time for you to cook the sword, and I have worked hard for you today."

Jin An added vegetables to the rice bowls of the old Taoist priest and some disgraced sword-cutters. This dinner, the table of four enjoyed it happily.

baa—

BAA Baa baa--

The silly sheep outside the main room, chewing carrots from time to time, let out a soft cry, even enjoying its dinner.The carrot was crunchy in its mouth, just listening to it made people's appetite soar.

A round of bright full moon hangs high, shining on the world
The lights in the Taoist hall are like daylight.

There is the crisp sound of goats chewing carrots at night.

The old Taoist priest and Jin An bickered from time to time.

There was a time when Chi Jian, who was a little disgraced by cooking for the first time, ate in silence.

Master Shanneng, an eminent monk, found the taste of being with his family when he was a child in this home-cooked meal. Although he was not full and often hungry when he was a child, the taste of home-cooked food when he was a child will never be forgotten in his life. It is home Warm and caring.

This is not a big Taoist temple.

The atmosphere is harmonious.

warmth.

Everyone was talking and laughing.

This is the world.

This is the right way in the world.

This kind of world is unrestrained and unrestrained, even if you take the palace in the sky, Qionglou Yuyu will not change, because the place where the gods live is too high and cold.

……

"Thank you, Daoist Jin'an, Daoist Chen, and the sword-cutting benefactor for inviting the poor monk to this home-cooked meal tonight."

"As this person gets older, it will be easier to recall the past. The poor monk has been nagging you for too long tonight, so I won't disturb Daoist Jin'an and you rest. It's time for the poor monk to go."

"Thanks again for this home cooked meal tonight."

When the meal is full.

Master Shanneng began to offer his farewell.

The old Taoist expressed reluctance: "Brother, it's getting late tonight, and the road is not easy to walk at night, why don't you just stay in the Taoist temple of the five internal organs for a night before leaving."

"Today, old man, I hit it off with you, brother, and I can't bear you to leave now."

Master Shanneng clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "There is no banquet in the world that will never end. I hope that the poor monk's investigation about the small drought can help Taoist Jin'an. There is nothing to worry about in my heart. Daoist Jin'an, Daoyou Chen, and the sword-cutting benefactor, let's just say goodbye and take care of it."

BAA Baa baa--

At this time, the silly sheep who had been eating carrots in the basket with his head bowed in the yard outside the hall also barked a few times at the right time.

"The sheep benefactor also take care."

Master Shanneng smiled kindly.

Facing the gifted goat in the courtyard, he clasped his hands together and said obeisance.

baa—

Jin An: "Master Shanneng is going well all the way."

The old Taoist: "Brother, take care all the way."

Jin An, the old Taoist priest, and Chi Jian stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, watching Master Shanneng leave. The figure of Master Shanneng gradually faded away under the moonlight, and his body became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

The expression in Jian Jian's eyes was a little dark, and he asked Jin An puzzledly: "Master, why don't good people live long? Master Uncle is dead, and Master Shanneng is also dead."

Facing the question of cutting the sword, Jin An had a complex expression on his face.

For the first time, he was stumped by the words of the sword: "The master can't answer this question for the disciple. The only thing the master can do is to leave a sentence for the disciple, 'but do good deeds, don't ask about the future'."

Cutting Sword followed behind Jin An, half understanding.

When the three of them returned to the main room, among the four rice bowls on the dining table, the other three empty bowls were eaten completely, with no grains left, not a grain of food wasted... only one bowl of rice remained untouched.

There were two chopsticks sticking into the bowl of rice, and the dishes picked up by the old Taoist were piled high on top of the rice without a single bite being touched. The bowl of rice was cold, moldy, and turned gray, not like the hot meals cooked just tonight. , it seems that it has been placed for ten days and a half months...

Even the glass of water next to the rice bowl has been cold, moldy, and gray.

Some teas become weak after drinking.

Some people just walk away.

Knowing that there is always a banquet in the world, it is still difficult to get rid of the loneliness and sadness after the banquet.

It's like the table of nine dishes and one soup made by an old Taoist priest, implying perfection, there must be a shortage, life is alive, it is impossible for everything to go well, there is always a regret.

But these are not perfect for Shanneng Master.

He promised Jin'an that he would help Jin'an investigate the clues of the ghost.

Now he kept his promise and went to the appointment, fulfilling the promise of the day.

This life came clean.

Walked cleanly.

I didn't lose my integrity, and I couldn't keep it in my old age.

So no regrets.

Putting two chopsticks in the rice is the meal for the dead. Master Shanneng has passed away. Tonight is his obsession to go to the appointment to fulfill the promise he made that day.

Perhaps Master Shanneng's death is related to the Buddha case.

But Master Shanneng did not explain the cause of his death in the end.

Jin An raised his head and looked at the full moon above his head. Why does the moon above his head become full only when people leave?Is it because the gods and Buddhas in the sky are too far away from the human world, and they can no longer see the suffering of the people?

Next.

Jin'an asked the old Taoist to find a brazier, paper money, and paper ingots. The three of them squatted at the entrance of the Taoist temple and burned the paper money and paper ingots in the direction of Bailong Temple to see off and pay homage to Master Shanneng.

When the paper money is burned, it is Haishi.

Jin An returned to the house, but unexpectedly saw a Buddhist sachet on his table, opened the sachet, and inside was a piece of broken jade.

It was the broken jade from Luo Geng's jade plate.

Now Jin An has a total of three broken jade pieces from Luo Geng's jade plate.

This is a generous gift from Master Shanneng to Jin'an.

The weight of this generous gift.

It was beyond Jin An's expectation.

If he didn't know the origin of Luo Geng's jade plate, Jin'an's sense of these fragments of jade might not be so important.

But tonight's talk with Venerable Master Shanneng, let him fully understand how precious this Luo Geng jade plate is.

"Uncle Master, Master Shanneng, how can I afford such a great gift from you?"

"farewell."

This night, Jin An's mind was messed up and he had no intention of practicing.

Unexpectedly, when I saw Master Shanneng again, there was already a difference between yin and yang.

impermanence of life.

……

……

The next day.

early morning.

Today's Jin'an has no intention of stealing peaches or apples. He came to the coffin shop opposite the Taoist temple empty-handed.

At this time, a new day of large-scale construction has begun in the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera. Masons, carpenters and stonemasons are continuing to build the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera in full swing.

According to the construction period, it will be completed in about ten days.

The project could have been completed a few days earlier, mainly because Jin'an had added a merit hall to the Taoist Temple of the Five Zang organs to erect statues of gods in the world for Taoist Wu Zang and Jade Wanderer, so it was postponed for a few days.

"What? Daoist Jin'an is in a bad mood today?" Uncle Lin was folding paper money in the coffin shop, looking at Jin An who walked into the shop, he could tell at a glance that Jin'an was in a bad mood today.

Jin An nodded: "Uncle Lin, I'm here today to ask something."

Uncle Lin kept folding the paper money in his hands. Practice makes perfect, and he quickly folded the paper money. While making the paper money, he looked at Jin An suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Lin, I don't know if you are aware that the Shanneng Master of Bailong Temple has passed away?" Jin An said his intention.

"Dharma Master Shanneng passed away?" Uncle Lin was startled when he heard this, and stopped his movements.

"Daoist Jin'an, where did you hear this? Is it true? When did Master Shanneng pass away?"

"Master Shanneng is a well-known eminent monk in Bailong Temple. If Master Shanneng passed away, there should be an announcement from Bailong Temple to all the temples in Wuzhou Prefecture. I have never heard of such a big thing. Pass."

Uncle Lin pondered: "Perhaps, Master Shanneng passed away not long ago, and Bailong Temple has not had time to notify the other monasteries."

Jin An was silent.

This is what worries him the most.

"Last night was the first seven soul-returning nights of Master Shanneng. Master Shanneng came to the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera to look for me after returning to his soul."

Next, Jin An roughly told Uncle Lin what happened last night.

The first seven nights of the soul.

It shows that Master Shanneng has passed away for seven days.

"Master Shanneng is a well-known eminent monk in Bailong Temple. It has been seven days since Master Shanneng passed away, but Bailong Temple has been uncharacteristically calm. It's strange, why did Bailong Temple hide this matter?"

Uncle Lin's question was exactly what Jin An couldn't figure out.

But because the matter of the body Buddha is related to the reputation of Buddhism, it is not easy for Jin An to mention it to Uncle Lin, so he can only keep this matter in his stomach.

Is there something wrong inside Bailong Temple?
Or is there a problem with the body Buddha?It is related to the reputation of Buddhism, Bailong Temple does not want to publicize its family ugliness, and deliberately downplays the impact of the incident?

(End of this chapter)