River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 74
When it was almost dark, the fake son came again.

As soon as he entered the door, he stared at Jiang Ling with a bad expression.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like this?" Jiang Ling asked her.

She came in the rain, her silk hair was covered with dew, and her clothes were half soaked.

Under the graceful, concave and convex.

"You're not right, Master said, Xin Yuan let it go, that's a way of going crazy.

If the Heart Ape cannot surrender, how can he surrender the Dao?On the road?Get the avenue? "

She pouted, obviously she was wronged by Master.

His right hand was secretly hidden behind his back, and Jiang Ling guessed that it was probably punched or something.

I suddenly feel funny in my heart,

In fact, there is no standard answer for Zen Buddhism, just like propositional composition, as long as you can express your opinions and opinions, you can score points.

But this fake son's master is rigid and insists on a standard answer.

Let me ask, can all people in the world be the same?
Let me ask again, is the same road feasible for everyone?
Her master may be a master in Taoism, but he may not be so great in teaching people.

Jiang Ling asked, "What do you think?"

The fake son: "I... I think what you said is reasonable, but when I brought this back to Master, he not only reprimanded me, but also slapped me on the palm."

Whether she couldn't hold back the grievance, she stretched out her hand and said it out.

After she finished speaking, she stomped her feet angrily: "You bastard, are you still laughing?"

"I won't say much, let me give you an example, maybe after reading it, you will understand."

He took a branch and wrote the character [道] on the ground with his left hand.

Then he handed the branch to the dummy: "Would you like to write one too?"

Although the fake son didn't know what he wanted to do, he still took the branch.

Just about to start writing, Jiang Ling called out again: "Use your left hand."

Frowning, she switched to her left hand, and plucked it twice on the ground, unable to hold back her strength at all. Although she finally wrote it out, it was crooked, and it barely counted as a word.

"If it is written like me, is it feasible?"

"I'm not left-handed, how can I write so standard with my left hand?" She pouted.

Jiang Ling said: "It seems that you also know the difference."

"Of course, only lefties are good with their left hand."

"Then if you have to use your left hand to practice calligraphy, do you think the final calligraphy will be better than your right hand?"

She shook her head without thinking much this time: "Of course not. The left hand is the left hand after all. As long as you are not left-handed, no matter how much you practice, it is impossible to be more spiritual than the right hand."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling smiled and said nothing.

The fake boy looked at him wonderingly, why are you telling me these things?
You haven't finished talking, so don't talk anymore?
It's so bizarre...

Just as she was about to complain, suddenly her understanding made her think of the implication in these words.

His eyes lit up immediately: "You mean, Master's answer may not be correct? Only the answer that I think is correct is the real answer?"

Jiang Ling closed his eyes and replied: "It's not the answer you think is right, but the answer you think is right in your heart. That is the real answer. There is a saying that the Buddha has three thousand faces. One person sees one side, but each face is different." It’s the same, the white head is human. Whether it’s right or not, why do you ask your master? Why don’t you walk around by yourself?”

"Then what should I do if I go wrong?" the dummy asked.

"If it's a place you've never been to, how do you ask for directions? This place is sparsely populated."

The fake son puffed up his cheeks: "You said that there are few people inhabited, so how can you ask for directions?"

Just after she finished speaking, she realized again: "You mean, you can only try it yourself?"

Jiang Ling saw that she was extremely enlightened, and said with a smile: "For now, your master may be able to guide you, but if you keep following your master's way, then your future achievements will at most be as high as your master's.

If you want to surpass your master, you must go out of your own way.You don't even dare to walk now, so how can you talk about surpassing?I'm afraid it's not enough to catch up with your master's pace. "

The fake son thought for a while, and seemed to be dissatisfied: "What about you? Are you sure that what you say is right?"

Jiang Ling: "My words may not be right, the key is up to you to judge."

"Hey, who are you? I thought you were just an ordinary person at first, but it feels like you are not an ordinary person."

After all, she has only half a foot into the Taoist sect, but her sense of spirit is still more sensitive than ordinary people.

Being so close to Jiangling, it's not surprising to be able to feel it.

"I'm just a passerby."

"Hmph, don't say you're falling, you're going to participate in the [Yaotai Exam], right?"

Will Yaotai try?

Although Jiangling has never heard of its name, it should be a grand gathering for ascetics.

With this in mind, I yearn for it for a while.

But, where will the Yaotai Trial be held?
"Would you like to go with me, girl?"

He didn't say he didn't know, he just asked her if she wanted to go together.

The fake boy stuck out his tongue at him: "I don't want to go with you, you made me get spanked, even if I go, I will pretend that I don't know you."

After speaking, she went to the wall to study the murals.

But when she came to the murals and saw that the two murals had been completely smashed, she couldn't help stomping her feet again: "You did it?"

Jiang Ling: "Yes."

"Why did you poke them all?" the dummy was very angry.

Jiang Ling said calmly, "If someone asks you to comprehend this mural, it will definitely hurt your heart. This mural is not something ordinary people can comprehend."

"You are talking nonsense. You must have gained something from your own enlightenment, so you want to destroy it and don't want others to understand it."

Jiang Ling laughed: "I really don't know good people."

"I don't think you are a good person."

The fake son glared at him viciously. Since the murals had been destroyed, there was no need for her to stay.

Turn around and leave.

"Girl, where and when the Yaotai Trial will be held, I don't remember exactly. Can you tell me?" Jiang Ling asked her tentatively.

The fake boy glanced at him at the door, pouted and said word by word: "No-know-know!"

After finishing speaking, he left and disappeared into the night of the setting sun.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, moved his fingers, and a paper crane flew out.

He silently recited the mantra: "Shenbing is as urgent as a law, follow!"

The paper crane flew away and hid in the night.

The fake son left the ancient village, jumped up and down, and went all the way to the deep mountains.

He didn't notice a paper crane following behind, hiding among the treetops from time to time.

Jiang Ling also went out at this time, feeling the feedback from the paper crane, he followed all the way.

'Yaotai will try!It really makes people a little curious. Now that I know there is such a gathering, I must go to see what kind of grand occasion it is in the monastic world of this world! '

(End of this chapter)