The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 74 White Horse Temple

After parting ways with Yang Ci, Lu Bu saw that it was still early, so he went back to the Carrying Propaganda Hall, changed into his normal clothes, and left the west gate.

When he arrived in the suburbs, Lu Bu turned over and rode on the red dodder, and galloped on the horse.Now that the red dodder has regained its freedom, it is also very happy, spreading its hooves and running happily, the green scenery on both sides is constantly receding, and the whistling wind beside the ears makes people's faces painful.

After galloping for about half a stick of incense, a long courtyard appeared in front of Lu Bu, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred acres, facing south from north, with a regular and simple layout.

The courtyard gate is a stone arc gate with three holes, and the characters engraved on the gate are round.

Lu Bu raised his legs and slid off the horse, led the red dodder to the mountain gate, looked at the writing on the gate, and said softly: "White Horse Temple."

"Lu Fengxian, what a coincidence, I met you again."

Not far behind him, a young man with a jade pendant around his waist, wearing rich cloud sail boots, and a light blue silk suit greeted Lu Bu.

Lu Bu looked back, saw the boy's appearance, and said with a smile, "Young Master Huangfu, you are not afraid of any accidents in this wilderness alone?"

This wealthy son was Huangfu Jue who had helped Lu Bu once not long ago, but this time she did not bring the book boy Ayue with her, and ran out alone.

"Are you also here to worship Buddha?" Huangfu Jue walked up to Lu Bu, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

Buddha?
Lu Bu muttered with a puzzled expression on his face, this is obviously an extremely uncommon word for him.

"Hey, why is your face injured?" Huangfu Jue approached and found that there was a long and thin gash on the left side of Lu Bu's face, which had formed a dark red scar.

Lu Bu stroked the mane on Chitu's forehead, and said nonchalantly, "I was careless when shooting an arrow, and was scratched by a sneak attack by an animal, but I killed him as well."

In Huangfujue's view, Lu Bu could easily defeat Yang Ting, so his ability would not be too bad. The animal that could scratch Lu Bu must be a tiger, wolf, leopard or other ferocious beast.

However, Huangfu Jue didn't continue to ask any more questions. Her gaze soon fell on Chitu who was beside Lu Bu. It was hard not to notice her flaming red hair.

What's more, the red tutu has a slender body and a light and elegant posture. Huangfu Jue couldn't help admiring it: "Lu Fengxian, your horse is so handsome!"

After hearing this, Chitu immediately raised his head with great air, tapped his hooves, and slid a few small circles beside Lu Bu, as if to say, handsome, that's a must.

Seeing the appearance of the red tutu, Huangfu Jue was immediately happy, and added with a smile: "I've never seen such a spiritual horse, it's about to become fine."

Huangfujue praised him sincerely, she understands that a gentleman does not take away people's love.

"It's actually very naughty, and its disposition is like that of a four- or five-year-old child." Lu Bu lovingly patted the red dodder on the head, signaling it to be quieter.

Seeing that Chitu had really calmed down, Huangfu Jue took a step forward first, then turned to Lu Bu and said, "Come on, let's go in and have a stroll."

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From the mountain gate to the main halls in the temple, there is an avenue paved with solid stones, which is flat and open, with a width of three feet.

Stepping on the hard road, the two walked slowly on the road together, but the pace of their steps was unexpectedly consistent.During the period, Huangfu Jue also popularized the origin and history of Baima Temple to Lu Bu.

About 100 years ago, when Ming Emperor Liu Zhuang stayed in Nangong at night, he dreamed of a six-foot-tall golden man with a shining head coming from the west and flying around the palace.

Early the next morning, Emperor Ming told the ministers of the dream about the dream, and soon someone said: "There is a god in the west, called Buddha, just like what you dreamed about."

Emperor Ming was overjoyed after hearing this, and thought that the gods were manifesting spirits, so he sent dozens of officials to the Western Regions to worship Buddhism and scriptures.

Three years later, the envoys who went abroad brought the eminent monks from the Western Regions back to Luoyang on a white horse carrying scriptures and Buddha statues. The overjoyed Emperor Ming ordered the construction of a monastery three miles outside Xiyong Gate in Luoyang. 'White Horse Temple'.

Along the way, Lu Bu pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Huangfu Jue's explanation, not refusing to say a word, and stuffed all the knowledge, which was extremely new to him, whether it was useful or not, into his mind.

At this time, an ordinary man in simple brown clothes came to meet him. After seeing Lu Bu and the two, he moved to the side of the road, stood there with his left palm in front of his chest, and saluted them.

Huangfu Jue nodded politely, but Lu Bu froze on the spot, with an indescribable shock on his face.

There is no hair on this man's head!
The sages have said: the body, the hair and the skin, are accepted by the parents, and destroyed by the unfilial.

Only the most humble slaves would be punished by kun, and their hair would be cut off. If this kind of punishment was imposed on a scholar, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.

So Lu Bu couldn't figure out why the man had no hair, and instead of feeling ashamed, he could still bow to them calmly.

After the monk walked away, Huangfu Jue explained to Lu Bu: "These people are not what you think, they have not received any criminal law, they just exist in the temple, worship Sakyamuni Buddha, and practice meditation every day. , known as the 'monk'."

monk?

Lu Bu muttered again, this was the second uncommon word he encountered today.

Huangfu Jue nodded, and then continued: "Buddhism believes that hair represents the troubles and desires in the hearts of people in the world. To shave off your hair is to get rid of troubles. Get rid of all selfish distractions so that you can get away from the mundane world, and you can sit back and relax in the future." Become a Buddha."

Confucianism has been orthodox since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty deposed all schools of thought, and the equality of all beings preached by Buddhism is completely contrary to it. How many people in the world who have been deeply influenced by Confucian culture for hundreds of years will come to worship These so-called gods and Buddhas.

This is also the main reason why Lu Bu has walked for so long, and the road is still deserted.

When it was only a hundred meters away from the main hall of the temple, Huangfu Jue suddenly thought of another thing, "I heard that there is a sect called Taipingdao, which is popular in all states and counties outside Luoyang, and is deeply trusted by the people. 10 people."

Lu Bu glanced at the young man who was shorter than his two shoulders, lowered his brows, and recalled: "I once went to Youzhou, where nine out of ten households had portraits of the Taiping Dao Patriarch, and they called him the 'great virtuous teacher'. ', it is said that his means are as powerful as the sky, he can call wind and rain, and bring the dead back to life."

Huangfu Jue had never been out of Luoyang since he was a child. Now that he heard such a strange thing, his eyes naturally lit up, and he asked like a curious baby: "Is it really that powerful?"

Seeing Huangfu Jue's childish expression, Lu Bu smiled and said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I have to fight it to know how powerful it is."

Inadvertently, Lu Bu had already regarded that "great virtuous teacher" as a strong opponent.He has always believed that in this world, only by constantly fighting against the strong can he grow rapidly.

(End of this chapter)