Strange Events of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 47

Xiaolan silently listened to the crying of the little monk Qingyun, and her eyes were red.I thought to myself: This little monk is really pitiful.Thinking of the young monk's only support now letting go, she couldn't help but feel even more unbearable, so she tugged at the corner of her young master's clothes and kept motioning for him to help him.

Ling Changfeng nodded unconvincingly, and said softly: "Little Master Qingyun, don't be sad. Since I have already known about this matter, we are considered fate. Now I will definitely find out the truth and let it be revealed to the world. Return your senior brother's innocence!"

Monk Qingfeng heard that although Ling Changfeng's tone was soft, he spoke forcefully.I couldn't help but trust in my heart even more, nodded desperately, bowed deeply to Ling Changfeng, and said: "Thank you, Mr. Ling! No matter what the result is, Mr. Ling can trust my senior brother so much, I will definitely do it for Mr. Ling every day." Chanting scriptures and praying to Buddha, bless Mr. Ling with a long life!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, and his originally gloomy expression became more cheerful, and he recovered, and then said: "Mr. Ling, Miss Xiaolan, please go ahead! The White Horse Temple is in front of you to receive the second son." A meditation room."

Ling Changfeng and the others walked in and took a look. The furnishings inside were extremely simple, nothing more than a few futons, a wooden table, and an incense burner.There is a big "Buddha" written on the white wall, and there is a pot of tea and a few wooden cups on the wooden table, and nothing else.

Seeing this, Xiaolan pointedly said: "Little Master Qingfeng, your meditation room is very quiet." After speaking, she picked a clean futon and sat on the floor.

Monk Qingfeng didn't understand Xiaolan's sarcasm, and hurriedly confessed: "Miss Xiaolan, Buddhism is a pure place, and you two laughed at me."

Xiaolan saw that he was so simple, so she didn't say anything more, she nodded, and said nothing more.Ling Changfeng originally wanted to ask his senior brother about the details of the case, but he heard someone walking briskly towards the meditation room from afar.

As soon as the little monk heard his voice, he shook his head at Ling Changfeng, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a while, Monk Qingyue walked into the meditation room, looked at Ling Changfeng and the others, saw that there was no tea in the teacup, and said in a deep voice: "Qingyun, why don't you fill up the tea and let the benefactor wait here? Neglected the two benefactors? Hurry up and take this teapot to the back room and fill it up."

After finishing speaking, he chanted "Amitabha Buddha" to Ling Changfeng again, and said, "Two benefactors, I have already informed Patriarch Xuanye, and the patriarch said that after copying the last few pages of the scriptures, he will let the two benefactors go. Benefactor, please rest here for a while."

Ling Changfeng nodded, found a futon to sit down at random, faced Monk Qingyue, and asked softly: "Master Qingyue, I just passed by and saw some masters looking in a hurry, do you know what happened in the temple? "

Monk Qingyue saw Ling Changfeng's doubts, but he didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Monks don't tell lies. Everyone looked in a hurry because a monk committed suicide in the temple the day before yesterday. I have recited the precepts of the White Horse Temple a hundred times, so everyone is in a hurry, making Master Ling laugh."

"Oh? Why did this person commit suicide? Why didn't you report it to the officials?" Ling Changfeng asked with interest.

Monk Qingyue waved his hands and said: "The two benefactors don't know something, and there are naturally rules in the temple. If there are violations of the clear rules and regulations, sometimes the government may not be in charge, so they will investigate the matter themselves."

Seeing that he didn't care about the dead Qingfeng monk, Xiaolan said in a cold tone, "Buddhism has always emphasized that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Now that someone's life is happening, why do they take it so lightly? That’s the way to say one thing and do another!”

Monk Qingfeng looked at Xiaolan in surprise, but did not reply. He found a futon and sat cross-legged on his own, and then slowly replied: "The female benefactor does not need to be so angry. Although this matter involves human life, it is caused by the discipline institute in the temple. It has been found out. If the two of you don’t think the poor monk is long-winded, it’s okay to tell the two to avoid misunderstanding.”

Seeing that Ling Changfeng and the others nodded, and the monk Qingfeng chanted "Amitabha", he began to speak slowly.

"The monk who committed suicide was named Qingfeng. He came to my White Horse Temple to be ordained ten years ago. He was also the junior of the poor monk. When Qingfeng first came, he was covered in mud and passed out at the gate of the White Horse Temple. At that time, the monks in the temple The monk thought it was a beggar who fainted from hunger at the gate of our temple."

"Originally, after we rescued him from waking up in the temple, we asked him where he came from, but he squeaked and couldn't speak. The host saw that he could not speak, so he asked the poor monk to fetch a pen and paper, and let him Write down the calendar."

"Unexpectedly, with a plop, he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the monks. He also wrote on the paper: I was persecuted by others, and I drank the poisoned wine of the gangsters, which made me unable to speak. Now I am lucky to survive. I hope the host can let him stay in the temple."

"The head of the house is kind-hearted. Thinking of his tragic experience, he kept his anonymity and took him in. He also gave him the dharma name: Qingfeng."

"Although Qingfeng couldn't speak, he was extremely strong. Not only did he have to do a lot of hard work in the temple, but he also took over the work of going out for alms."

"Our brothers and sisters get along very well. Unexpectedly, three years after his arrival, one day a junior brother went out to beg for alms in place of Qingfeng, only to find that Qingfeng was indeed a bandit wanted by the government!"

"When the monks saw this situation, they were quite surprised by the news, and asked the host to hand it over to the government to deal with it. But the host didn't do that, and instead asked the monks: To become a monk is to be homeless. The bandits are a thing of the past. The only one standing in front of everyone is Qingfeng Monk from White Horse Temple."

"Seeing the presiding officer's words, all the monks no longer demanded that Junior Brother Qingfeng be handed over to the government, but everyone gradually respected him at a distance."

"Amitabha, it's a pity that brother Qingfeng insulted a woman in a farmer's household ten days ago, and he happened to be caught by brother Qingshui, so he didn't make a serious mistake. It's just that he violated such a serious precept, even the presiding officer couldn't protect him anymore. "

"Originally, it was discussed in the temple that the Discipline Academy sent him to the government for investigation, but Junior Brother Qingfeng took the first step and committed suicide in fear of crime. Now that the fate of the world is over, let the Buddha punish him."

Monk Qingyue finished speaking slowly, sighed, and said: "If he hadn't had a predestined relationship with my Buddha back then, he would have been killed by gangsters long ago. Who knows that he has been chanting and chanting for so many years, but he still can't erase his evil thoughts. Amitabha, Good good good good. The scandal of Buddhism made the two benefactors laugh!"

Ling Changfeng and Xiaolan frowned after listening.Hearing such words now, the doubts in my heart intensified a bit.It seems that there are more unknown things involved in this case, and now two completely different stories happen to the same person.

(End of this chapter)