Arts and Sciences

Chapter 1896

"Then, let's go!" Zang Yuan walked towards the free passage with a gun on his back, and two monks followed him with guns on his back.

More than ten years ago, Jack Sparta was still an expert in the American think tank. A think tank is an institution composed of experts from various industries and fields. Suggestion, but the think tank is not an organization in the United States, but a non-governmental organization, which adopts a commercial operation method. For example, the US president of the Pacific Federation wants to understand the situation in a certain region, what should he do for these regions? If you want to implement such a policy, you can spend money to hire experts from think tanks to give them a complete set of analysis and opinions. If you want to understand the structure of the situation in China, the China Communication experts from the think tank will make a detailed report. .

The think tank has gathered a large number of experts and talents. Jack Sparta is such a Chinese expert. His most important achievement is engineering, and he owns the intellectual property rights of hundreds of inventions.However, such achievements are not top-notch among the think tanks, at most they are just above the middle, but the wealth he obtained from this is enough for him to enter the high society in Washington. He has a virtuous wife and beautiful twin daughters , but all of this came to naught on that day more than ten years ago.

After completing an academic seminar in China, Jack Sparta suddenly had a whim to return to Washington on an ocean-going ship and enjoy the scenery of the sea along the way, because after returning to Washington, there are many things waiting for him. He wants to Have another leisurely and pleasant vacation, at least it will be in the middle of next year. Jack Sparta never let go of any opportunity to relax and be lazy, so he found a Chinese friend, a shipping company The president explained what he meant, and the other party immediately used his relationship to arrange a cargo ship, but also a luxurious ocean liner, to take him along with him during the long voyage to the port of Manhattan.

The first five days were calm and the sea was so leisurely that you could hear the singing of the goddess of the sea. Jack Sparta never questioned his voyage, and even thought it was a gift from God. However, the drastic changes began on the sixth day. At the beginning, the peaceful sea in the past became like an old grandmother at home, and suddenly it turned into a sea of ​​storms overnight, surrounded by lightning and thunder, and the dark clouds above the head seemed to press down on the mast of the island. It all looked like an evil mage was chanting curses, and the waves roared and swallowed their ships, including him.

After waking up, Jack had already come to Dalin Temple, turned back and forth like a dream, and then he never left, and could never leave again, and finally inherited the will of this place and became a member of it , and has a brand new name, Zangyuan.

When he bears this name, he has already started another life.

Later, he learned that the shipyard of his Chinese friend who helped him leave closed down because of the shipwreck and was acquired by another company. What his wife and daughters hoped for back was a bad news. This cruel separation destroyed his original happiness. And wonderful family.

"Zangyuan, come to Dalin Temple and choose another lonely life, do you regret it?" a breathless voice asked in a low voice from behind.

Zang Yuan slowly turned around, "Please, Abbot, don't be so wishful. When did I choose this kind of life? I had no choice at all! I was stranded here for 16 years! I hated and cried. .But.I don't regret it.

Zang Yuan paused, "No matter what I face today, I will not regret it."

Then he never looked back, and disappeared into the shadows with the two monks.

Wuxi came to the back of the elder district and walked into the courtyard built according to a mountain forest. The courtyard and the military city of Dalin Temple with tough exterior lines are equivalent to two completely different worlds. There are rockery and pavilions here. The architectural style is eclectic, and the scenery varies with each step, and the changes are endless.The winding path leads to seclusion, which does not violate the principles of nature.The twists and turns are more beautiful and elegant.The rocky bank is ups and downs and left to its own accord, the pines and cypresses are like pagodas, and the vines are ancient and picturesque. Even if the energy source of Dalin Temple is cut off, only under the reflection of the night light, there is nowhere to show a state of independence from foreign lands at this moment. .

The only thing that does not match the garden is that there is no fish tail in the pool under the rockery, only a quiet pool of running water, flowing quietly, but not lonely.

In the courtyard, stood an old monk with long robes and white beard, with loving eyebrows hanging down. He simply stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. With half emotion, it seemed that all of that had nothing to do with him, and the only thing that mattered was the sea of ​​stars that appeared on the sky when the fire disappeared.

He saluted without interest, "Master Xuanci, Dalin Temple has encountered a powerful enemy and is in danger. The successors of Tantric Buddhism cannot be recalled urgently. I hope Master Xuanci can take action and control the situation."

Xuanci looked at Wuxi, and sighed lowly, "Do you know why I am here, to participate in Fudo Zen?"

Wu Xi had a strange feeling in his heart, Dalin Temple had encountered a strong enemy, and upon hearing such a situation, Xuan Ci should have acted quickly, why did he come to discuss Fudo Chan with him.

Wu Xi didn't dare not answer, "It's probably because of the remoteness and carefreeness here that the master can cultivate himself here, and understand the way of meditation like Fudo Chan."

Xuanci smiled and shook his head, stepped forward with one step, and Wuxi involuntarily took a step back, at the same time, he was inexplicably amazed at Xuanci's ability.

"I took a step, did I move?" Xuanci smiled, "From your point of view, I moved, but from my point of view, it is the world that moves. The greatest secret of Fudo Zen is to seek death while living , Seek stillness while moving, move, seek stillness, there is a living existence everywhere around here, trees, flowers, air, the vitality and operation of all things, can be called "movement", but the movement and stillness of all things are nothing more than It's just a "phase", calm your mind, study your mind, and all "phases" are nothing but emptiness. After hundreds of millions of years, all the scenery is just fleeting, and the movement in this world is nothing but morning. For the sea, the sunset turns into the mulberry fields, the movement and stillness of the previous moment have become eternal in the next moment, so what is the difference between moving and not moving? It is just a blindfold presented by time. All seemingly solid substances, in the time of time In front of you, everything is fragile and decayed, only the clear heart is the eternal existence, this is Fudo Zen.”

"Among the hail of guns and bullets, I stand still. Between the towers and pavilions, I watch the world change in an instant. This is the Zen of not moving." Xuanci stared at Wuxi, "Limited life cannot be used to comprehend the principles of Zen and Buddhism. Dao, it is really a pity to understand the essence."

Wu Xi's eyes were bright, "What does the master mean by saying this?"

Xuan Ci sighed, "Come on, don't hide like this."

Mutation prominence!

Wu Xi's eyes flashed red, he flicked his body, and shot at Xuanci, put his hands together into palms, and imprinted on the chest of Xuanci, the number one Zen master!

(End of this chapter)