Reshaping life starting from the Junior Class of HKUST

Chapter 1 Fire up Lingshan
Lingshan, located on the bank of Taihu Lake, has been a land of fish and rice since ancient times. Because it looks like a horse, it is also called: Mashan.

There is a temple on the mountain: Xiaolingshan Temple.

It is also famous all over the world for the largest standing Buddha in the country, "Lingshan Giant Buddha".

The morning bell rang, and the morning class was over.

The disciples of Lingshan Temple did not disperse as usual.

The presiding abbot, Mingxu, stood at the top of the main hall of the Brahma Palace and said to the monks below:
"Today's World Buddhist Conference is held in this temple, everyone should do a good job in reception.

Check again for any omissions.This time it is not only about our temple, but also about the face of the country.For this event, the Palace Museum specially exhibited the Bayeux Sutra and Sakyamuni relics in the Brahma Palace. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ming Xing, the younger brother next to him.

Ming Xing He Yi Yi Dao:

"Senior brother, the preparations have been going on for more than a month, and everything has been properly arranged. There must be no mistakes, but there is one thing that I need to ask the senior brother to come forward and invite someone to come."

Ming Xu was taken aback, frowned and said, "Who are you inviting?"

"Yuan Hui." Ming Xing replied.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "There are many foreign friends in this conference, so it is necessary to be good at foreign languages, and also need people who are proficient in Buddhist classics. Junior brother Yuan Hui is proficient in five languages. He is the perfect candidate for this time. It's just that although Junior Brother Yuan Hui is practicing in this temple, he is not a member of this temple. So, Senior Brother, look..."

Ming Xu looked at it and waved his hands, "I see, Yuan Hui, then I will discuss it myself."

Let everyone leave after speaking.

All the disciples clapped their hands together and said, "Namo Amitabha."

After Ming Xu and the others left, he also stepped out of the hall, and walked slowly towards the back mountain.

He couldn't help but recall the scene ten years ago. It was the winter of [-]. A pair of parents who were over half a century old brought a boy who looked a little dull to Lingshan Temple, asking to see Mingxu's master at that time.Let the master enlighten.

Yuan Hui was still called Wu Zhe at that time.

Speaking of Wu Zhe is also a legend in Xicheng where Lingshan is located. His academic performance is really good. He skipped school since he was a child.

It's just that after entering the youth class, I met young elites who were also selected from across the country, and gradually became mediocre among the geniuses. When I was young and didn't know how to adjust, I gradually became dull and unconfident.

After graduating from the junior class, he went abroad to study at MIT, but was persuaded to quit because of a dispute with his tutor.

After returning to China, he repeatedly hit the wall because he didn't know how to adapt in society, and finally got depression. After his parents sought medical treatment everywhere but failed, they finally came to Lingshan Temple next to their home to seek guidance from their master.

At that time, Mingxu's master asked Wu Zhe to live in the temple, and used Buddhist teachings to enlighten Wu Zhe from time to time.

Slowly, Wu Zhe's symptoms improved.I became interested in Buddhism.

After all, he was born as a top student, and he actually got a Ph.D. in Buddhism.

After entering the Buddhist Association, he often appeared in Buddhist Dharma exchange activities.

Wu Zhe rushed back to the temple to meet the last time the elder presided over the Bliss of Death.

Before his death, the old abbot accepted Wu Zhe as a registered disciple, and bestowed the Dharma title: "Yuan Hui."

For the past two years, I have been living in seclusion in the back mountain, studying Buddhist scriptures.

Ming Xu was thinking about the past, when he looked up, he was already in front of a one-story house in the back mountain.There is a lot of grass at the entrance, and there is a garden at the entrance, with two tall ginkgoes planted inside, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

Mingxu entered the courtyard.He shouted into the room, "Junior brother is here."

I only heard a clear reply from the room: "Brother, I'm here, just come in."

Mingxu smiled and pushed open the Ming-style screen to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a handsome man in a moon-white monk's robe was sitting on a free chair reading a book.It was Yuan Hui, the younger brother.

Yuan Hui stood up, put down the "Shurangama Sutra" in his hand, and smiled at Ming Xu who came in: "Today is a big day for the Buddhist Conference, why do you have time to come here?"

Mingxu didn't beat around the bush and said: "This is just for the conference. Now I am short of an interpreter. I want to ask my junior brother to help me to be the interpreter for the main venue of the Brahma Palace."

Yuan Hui nodded together: "Senior brother, I will definitely do well." Seeing that Yuan Hui agreed, Mingxu rushed to the front to deal with it, and also left in a hurry.

Yuan Hui looked at the sky, straightened her clothes, and with a smile on her face, she walked unhurriedly to the Brahma Palace ahead.

Along the way, there were little novice monks shouting, "Hi, Uncle Master." Yuan Hui also agreed with a smile all the way.

As soon as he arrived in front of the Brahma Palace, he saw a group of big men hurried out from the inside and got into a car parked at the door, with the words "armed escort" written on it.

Looking at the car driving out of the gate of the temple, Yuan Hui was surprised.He asked the little novice who was guarding the door, "What is this for? Why did you use an armed escort?"

The little novice next to him replied: "Uncle, you don't know? We have sent two national treasures here, one is the Bayeux Sutra, and the other is the relic of Sakyamuni. venue."

Yuan Hui rubbed his nose and smiled, "I really don't know, hehe, it's a treasure. I haven't seen the real thing, I've only heard about it. I'll go and have a look first."

After speaking, he entered the Brahma Palace.To be honest, these two things are no less than fetishes to this Buddhist practitioner.Usually one is hard to see, let alone two together.

Pass through the corridor carved with nanmu and enter the main hall of the Brahma Palace.Came to the central Vairocana Buddha.

There was a circle of crystal booths, and the two booths in the middle were slightly higher than the other booths. They were the two treasures of the Bayeux Sutra and the Buddha's relics.Under the light, it is simple and vicissitudes.

Yuan Hui moved forward and looked at the Buddha's relic first. It was a columnar crystal like a knuckle.The surface is slightly glowing white, exuding a mysterious smell.

Turn to the "Bayue Sutra" at the booth next to it.Bayeux is also called Bedoye, Bedoroye. "Beduo" is a transliteration of Sanskrit pattra (that is, leaf, document).According to the current words, it is a palm leaf that can be written.

And this Bayeux is an early Hindu scripture written in Pali.

"These are from the same batch as the ones in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Xi'an. Why are they in the Forbidden City?" Yuan Hui murmured.

Because of his specialization in Buddhism, Yuan Hui has learned Pali, which is ancient Sanskrit.

Looking down from leaf to leaf, there are some Buddhist stories, some of which I know and some of which I have never heard.

When it reached the last leaf, Yuan Hui let out a soft "Huh".

This is indeed what stumped him because he couldn't translate it, he could read it, but he didn't know what it meant when it was linked together.

What is this?
"Canon Masiglieta..."

As I was reading it, although I didn't know what it meant, but because Yuan Hui had always been studying Buddhism, he turned the corner after a while.

"This is the Buddha's mantra."Yuan Hui murmured.

Just like the nine-character mantra of Taoism, you can read it but you know what a ghost means when you connect it together.

Here Yuan Hui was reading the Buddha's mantra, over and over again, not knowing which syllable was wrong or the reading time was not enough.

The Buddha relic next to the booth next to it emitted a dim green light.

The startled monk who was working on the side yelled "Ah".Immediately wanted to gather around to see something strange.

The green light suddenly turned red, and the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly.

"Boom".All the wooden furniture has been burned.

Now, the monks could only run to the door one by one.The loud "" in the mouth is on fire, put out the fire quickly. "

At this moment, Yuan Hui was stunned, her eyes fixed on the relic.

It's not that I don't want to run, but that I'm stuck.He couldn't help chanting the Buddha's mantra in his mouth.

The temperature was getting higher and higher, and the hanging Vairocana Sakyamuni Buddha was pressed down, and with a bang, Yuan Hui only had time to respond with one word "Fuck".

The booth and Yuan Hui were crushed under the Buddha statue.

Blood flowed everywhere along the statue, and a lot of it flowed onto the relic. The red light on the relic was even darker than blood.

In the raging fire, even the air was burning, and the deep red gradually turned purple.When it turned completely purple, suddenly, all the light shrank back, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace, including Yuan Hui's body, as if it had never appeared before.

The fire is still burning, and the Brahma Palace must not be able to keep it. The temple is already in chaos, and the sound of "Wooooowah" fire trucks can be heard in the distance...

(End of this chapter)