high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 380 Qi Jinting

"Since you have entered Buddhism, you must observe the ten precepts!"

The Buddhist hall was solemn, and after the Three Refugees, the young monk knelt on the ground, folded his hands together, Guanghui reached out and stroked his head, and roared proudly like a lion: "The first precept is not to kill!"

"Do not indiscriminately kill all sentient beings, hold the vajra movement with a bodhisattva mind, and always do it carefully." Beside Guanghui, the monk holding the scroll shouted: "Can you hold it?"

"Yes." The monk kowtowed three times and said in a deep voice, "I can hold it."

"Second precept, don't steal!"

"The owner of the property is not allowed, so you can't take it for use. Keep the demons in the sky with a pure heart, and protect the body from the three evils." The monk holding the scroll shouted again: "Can you hold it?"

"can."

"The third precept is not the holy life!"

"Different people and non-humans from sexual immorality, so that there are no gaps in the behavior, so that the root Zen can be obtained, and the sexual behavior is not flawed. Can you hold it?"

……

After the ten precepts passed, a trace of regret and relief flashed in Guanghui's eyes, but it disappeared suddenly. He put his hand on the monk's head in silence for the last time, looked around at the monks watching the ceremony in the Buddhist hall, and exhaled slowly:

"Some people worship Buddha, receive precepts from enlightened masters, carry out what they have received diligently, worship day and night, respect and light lamps, fast and never tire, and are always happy, supported by good gods, harmonize with each other, and multiply everything. Those who are respected by everyone will surely attain the Tao in the future; they are good men and good women, and they are disciples of the true Buddha.”

"From today."

A faint smile floated on Guanghui's rock-hard face: "Your Dharma name is ignorant!"

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"The world is empty, it can contain all forms and images, the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers and earth, springs and streams, vegetation and forests, evil people and good people, evil laws and good laws..."

Paint Jinting.

In the water pavilion of the largest brothel in Jiuzhang City, the graceful and enchanting women laughed and sat in a group, hugging their slender legs like children, revealing the warmth under Xin Changxiu's neck and outside the tulle clothes. Skin as soft as jade.

In the middle of the sweet and thick powder, the young monk didn't look sideways, but continued to preach: "Heaven and hell, all the seas, and the mountains of Sumeru are always in the air, and the nature of the world is empty, so it is like-"

"Wait!" A graceful woman with a peony between her eyebrows raised her hand suddenly, giggling: "Little monk, I have something to ask you!"

"Ignorance." The monk stopped preaching, and corrected with some embarrassment: "The poor monk's Dharma name is ignorance."

"Okay, ignorance!" The woman laughed again: "Let me ask you, are there prostitutes in the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom?"

"This……"

"If there are no prostitutes, what are they going to do?" The woman showed a puzzled expression on her face: "Could it be... do you want to use your own hands?"

Amidst the gentle laughter of a group of women, Wuming showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and when the women saw his expression, their laughter became more and more charming and cheerful, which made the young monk even more unsure what to do .

"Eat the shit that splashed the sky! Who gave your dog guts to tease the Buddha!"

When Wuming almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to slip down, Qi Jinting's bustard put his hands on his hips in a panic, and finally barged in cursing.

When the old woman jumped up, she seemed to have a heroic spirit that seemed to be in command of thousands of troops.The women who were still graceful and enchanting just now turned into obedient quails in an instant, and even the ignorance was severely shocked, and they stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Let's go, don't act like a fool!"

Amidst the noise, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the side and tugged at his belt.Wuming nodded, and was led away obediently by the little hand.

They walked through a bamboo forest and entered Qi Jinting's backyard.The garden is divided into two parts, the prostitutes live in tall houses in the front yard, and the backyard has been in disrepair for a long time, except for a bamboo forest, there are only a few low brick houses, and wild grass grows knee-high everywhere.

In a secluded place with no one around, the owner of the little hands disliked letting go of the belt of ignorance. She jumped up and climbed to the rockery by the bamboo forest, her beautiful eyes stared at ignorance, like a curious animal Proud wild cat.

"Hello, monk."

She said, "Why do you always come to Qi Jinting to give lectures to these prostitutes?"

"I'm going down the mountain in a few days. The teacher is worried that I will be confused by the beauty at the foot of the mountain, so let me practice the Skull and White Bones Temple." He raised his head under the shade of the bamboo, and said a little embarrassedly: "The teacher said that I am training the heart. The world of mortals refines the heart."

"Oh."

"Ah."

"Huh? Uh, what a ghost! Are you stupid? Are you a bald donkey!"

"..."

Wuming rubbed his head and laughed distressedly.

"Miss Xiaoqiu, what's wrong with you?"

He knew the little handyman in this brothel, the prostitutes called her Xiaoqiu, and Wuming also called her Miss Xiaoqiu. During the days when Qi Jinting taught scriptures, Wuming thought that they should have become friends.

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, this name is so stupid!" The girl climbing on the rockery held her head proudly: "My name is no longer Xiaoqiu!"

"Ah."

"My name is Danqiu now!" Seeing that Wuming was still confused, she pouted contemptuously and patiently explained: "The girls in Qi Jinting all have flower names, like Ziting, Ranqing, Dangxia, They are all very nice flower names! I can't be worse than them!"

"You took it yourself?"

"Can't you!"

"Danqiu is not good." Wuming thought about it seriously for a while, but still shook his head and said truthfully: "I once saw a sentence in an ancient book that says 'not as good as Shang Cuiwei'. , so good?"

"Which ancient book?"

"Uh……"

Wuming was stunned, and was stunned for a moment. Ever since he suffered from heart disease, there have been inexplicably more voices in his ears, and his memory has been messed up like a bundle of firewood.

Which ancient book did that sentence come from?

Suddenly, even he couldn't remember.

"Hey! If you want to return the ancient book, you can make it up for me!" Xiaoqiu spat hard on the ground, her pretty eyes turned white like dead fish: "I want Danqiu, I spent a lot of effort Thinking about it, you mustn’t say it badly!”

"sorry."

"It's not that I don't have money!" Xiaoqiu lamented.

"No money?"

"If I have money, my name is Gousheng, and no one dares to say it's bad!" Xiaoqiu sneered: "Master Zhang from the city came to paint Jinting to play tricks yesterday. His full name is Zhang Dayou, just such a silly name. I'm still being praised by my mothers, I'm ashamed to listen to those flattery words!"

"...I didn't mean that." The ignorance suddenly felt a little powerless, he had never been alone with a woman like this, and he never thought that a woman would be so difficult.

Xiaoqiu raised her chin and hummed twice, noncommittal.

The smoked wind from the pond drifted gently across the bamboo grove, in the fragrance of powder in the wind, Wuming raised his head blankly, but Xiaoqiu on the rockery ignored him and just pretended not to see him.

He thought, maybe he really said something wrong...

"Miss Xiaoqiu, I..." At this moment, the messenger Yugui on his waist suddenly lit up, causing Wuming to look serious, and the unfinished words stopped in his throat.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Qiu couldn't help but ask.

"The teacher called me something, I have to go."

"Go, get out!"

Wuming hesitated for a moment, but still saluted together, turned around and strode away.

Bang!

A fruit core smashed over with the sound of the wind, it made deep marks in the mud, and Gululu rolled to Wuming's feet.

"Miss Xiaoqiu?"

"Hey! Is your heart disease cured?"

"It's much better, but when it hurts, I hear a lot of strange voices, as if I'm not me all of a sudden." Wuming laughed: "The teacher said that I am not good at Zen, and I am thinking wildly."

"What bullshit, it's just that when a monk eats too much vegetarian food, he doesn't see any meat!"

She always thought that Wuming was just an ordinary monk.

Xiaoqiu grumbled, took out a medicine bottle from her purse, and threw it at Wuming forcefully: "This is the elixir of Dr. Wei in the west of the city. Everyone says that taking it will prevent all diseases. This girl kindly gave it to you. Yes, don't waste it!"

The superficial medicinal fragrance is just a random mixture of several herbs. Before Wuming had time to thank him, he saw the small figure on the rockery beckoning to him, and Zi Liu jumped down and jumped out of the backyard.

She ran fast, like a cheerful wild cat, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

No one around.

open space.

Wuming lowered his head and smiled, he took a step forward, and his figure crossed thousands of miles in an instant.

……

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King Kong Temple, Jali Yatou.

The middle-aged monk with a blank face stared silently at the mighty Baili Lake under the cliff, like a stoic and forbidding rock sculpture.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly.

Behind him, Wuming tore through the void with both hands, and walked out from the deep.

"Teacher." Wuming kowtowed deeply to Guanghui: "The disciple is late."

"The abbot summoned all the monks to discuss matters in the Daming Hall. We are the only ones missing. Let's go." Guang Hui said lightly:

"Wuming, I asked you to go to the brothel down the mountain to learn the concept of skeletons and white bones. How effective is it?"

"Quite rewarding."

"It's good to have something!" Guanghui sneered: "The origin is impermanent, and it is constant between the two hearts. I have high expectations for you, and I want you to realize the supreme Bodhi! My eyes are dizzy, and I have missed my good cultivation in vain!"

"The disciple absolutely dare not!"

"There is also the matter of going down the mountain that was discussed before." Guanghui turned and said, "You have to cover up your identity when you go out. You can't be blatant with the name of 'Wuming'. Let's use a common name for now."

"The disciple asked the teacher to give him a name."

"I have to work hard on such small things, what kind of Zen have you learned!"

"Then..."

Wuming shrank his neck, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, smiled and said:

"Then disciple, let's call him Baishu!"

(End of this chapter)