Genius Fortune-teller

"Go and see what happened! It's also master Xu Yun's home. If something happens, we can help him. Maybe we can leave a good impression on master Xu Yun. " When Chen Bai'an heard the noise coming from the direction of the big gold pagoda, his eyes lit up and he spoke to all the people.

After hearing the words, they nodded and went to the place where the voice came from. As they approached, they saw a group of red and yellow cassocks and black umbrellas in front of the gold pagoda. These monks and tourists point, and their faces are full of disgust. The noise comes from them.

As the crowd gathered in the middle, they gasped. It turned out that an old monk was lying on the ground in front of the golden pagoda, reciting Buddhist classics.

You should know that Yangon is a tropical area with extremely high temperature, and the ground of the gold pagoda is covered with marble. The stone bricks are as hot as fire after the strong sun. When Lin Bai and others came here, they didn't see the kind of people who went to the pagoda to worship Buddha, but they were all walking on a straw mat on the floor tiles, and they didn't dare to touch the marble like charcoal.

But the monk in front of all people worships the Buddha on the fire like stone, and he still practices the method of throwing himself into the earth. Although under the high temperature, his back was wet and sweaty, but he didn't feel it.

Buddhists pay attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation. They are not angry or sulky, but the faces of these monks are full of anger. Moreover, from the taxi driver's attitude towards Dajin Temple just now, it's not hard to find that people here should have great respect for monks. And according to the common sense, this kind of behavior of bowing to the Buddha in spite of the heat should be highly respected. But it seems that the current situation is not like this?

"What you worship is the asceticism of Hinayana, which is different from our Mahayana Tantra. This is not the place for you to broadcast your faith and to spread your life. You have a place to go. Don't stay in Rangoon any more! " When people were wondering, out of the group of great monks came an old monk with a dignified appearance, speaking a stiff Chinese language and whispering to the man on the ground.

The man on the ground didn't hear the old monk's words. He just knelt down to the ground and recited the mantra in his mouth. His voice was as loud as a bell. It was deafening. It seemed that he had the potential to suppress the old monk's voice.

"Xu Yun, you Chinese have words, different ways, do not conspire with each other. You and I Myanmar Buddhism is a different road, why do you insist on mixing together! Besides, we think you are also a hundred year old man. You always talk kindly to each other and work hard. If you give up this way and join us in the study of Esoteric Buddhism, all the people in our temple will treat each other as guests! " The old monk is dignified.

Xu Yun?! How can the old man lying on the ground be called Xu Yun?! According to Chen Bai'an, master Xu Yun is a Buddhist master, and should be respected by thousands of people in Yangon. How can Xu Yun, who is lying on the ground now, be accused by thousands of people?

Lin Bai and others could not help but look at Chen Bai'an when they heard that he was confused.

"The Buddha said that all beings are equal. Since we are equal, how can we say different things? " After a long time, Xu Yun, who was lying on the ground, finally stopped reciting, slowly opened his voice, and then said, "as for the hard work, it's my younger martial brother. You have gone astray and bowed down to serve the Buddha. The light of the Buddha is flashing in your heart. Why are you tired and tired?"

When hearing the voice of the old man on the ground, Chen Bai'an's face changed greatly, his face was full of excitement, and even his fingers trembled slightly. But there is an unbelievable color in his eyes. This voice is the same as his old friend Xuyun, but how did the famous master in China become what he is now?!

Hearing Xu Yun's words, the dignified old monk's face was full of blue and white color. After a cold hum, he said in a deep voice: "since you still insist, I won't say any more. If you want to hang a bill in the Dajin temple after you have finished your visit, then let the Venera in the temple reward you with 20 incense boards in public. "

"In the heart of Buddha, all external things are illusory. Since my younger martial brother has given me a reward, I will gladly accept it!" The old monk on the ground got up slowly, put his hands together, read the Buddha's name, looked down and said calmly.

Until this time, Lin Bai was able to see the face of the virtual cloud. His face was clear, his beard was white, his body was bent, and he looked very old. On the other hand, he was dressed in a white Baina monk's robe. Although there were patches on it, it was clean and starched.

After seeing the old man's face clearly, Chen Bai'an's lips moved and his face was even more excited. The old man was not master Xu Yun, and who was he! But just as he stepped forward and wanted to meet Master Xuyun, a group of fierce looking monks with incense boards rushed out of Dajin temple.

Incense board is a board used to maintain the rules and order of Buddhist monks. It is shaped like a sword and is mostly made of bamboo and wood. But at this time, the incense boards in the hands of these monks were dark and shiny, obviously made of pig iron.

"Xuyun, it's still time for you to wake up! You and I are both Buddhist disciples, and I can't bear to let you suffer from flesh and blood! " After seeing the arrival of a group of discipline monks holding incense boards, the old monk with a solemn face made a crocodile look of compassion, and advised master Xuyun again and again.Master Xu Yun's face was full of smile, and he whispered a Buddhist name, then said calmly: "you're smiling again, younger martial brother! The Buddha said that there are eight kinds of bitterness, including the bitterness of life, the bitterness of old age, the bitterness of illness, the bitterness of death, the bitterness of resentment and hatred, the bitterness of not being able to seek, and the bitterness of five Yin's exuberance

"I'll spare you the lotus blossom and the false words to confuse the public, but after all, it's the twenty incense boards! Do it for me The old monk was robbed by master Xuyun. His face was full of hypocrisy and compassion. He looked at master Xuyun with a cold eyebrow and waved his hand to the monks.

The incense board made of pig iron is very heavy. Even if ordinary people get a few boards, they have to be skinned, not to mention master Xu Yun, who is over a hundred years old! Seeing that the commandment monks were going to fight master Xuyun with the pig iron incense board, how could Chen Bai'an continue to sit and watch, take a step forward, and yell in a cold voice: "who dares to touch my old friend?"

"Who are you that dare to stop me from driving in Buddhism?" Seeing that someone came out to stop the monk's action, the dignified old monk's face became more and more displeased. After glancing at Chen Bai'an, he yelled.

"I'll go to your master's commandment!" I haven't seen my old friend for many years, but now I just met him for a while. How can Chen Bai'an bear such humiliation? He made a rude remark to the dignified old monk, turned his head and looked at master Xu Yun, and said in a trembling voice: "old monk Xu Yun, I haven't seen you for so many years. Why do you live more and more and get angry with this kind of person?"

"Cause and effect are involved. Everything in the world is born of the heart! Old friend Chen, you haven't seen me for so many years, but your temper hasn't changed at all! " Master Xu Yun looked at Chen Bai'an, with a smile on his face. After saying this, he put his hands together and announced the Dharma name in a low voice. He said calmly, "old friend Chen, get out of the way, let them fight me!"

"None of you can run! How can I, yuchadila, allow you to behave in such a disorderly way, stop Buddhist precepts, abuse Buddhist monks, and disturb the purity of Buddhism? " Yuchadila glanced at Chen Bai'an and master Xu Yun, sneered and scolded the monks: "do it for me. Don't be merciful. I see who dares to be disrespectful to Dajin temple in the future!"

Without any hesitation, the monks raised the black iron incense board and beat master Xuyun and Chen Bai'an. Looking at the scene, how could Lin Bai bear it? He immediately stepped out, reached out and turned one of the commandment monks to the ground. He grabbed the incense board from his hand and waved it around. Then he turned the rest of them to the ground.

All of a sudden, the situation turned around, and the onlookers couldn't help looking silly! What's the matter? These fierce discipline monks just fell to the ground in such an instant, one by one, crying!

"Xu Yun, your good friend! You are so disrespectful to our Buddhist monks, do you have any Buddhist three treasures in your heart?! Do you feel a little bit ashamed when you bow down to serve the Buddha and help the common people, but let your friends do such a violent thing? " When yuchatila saw the situation, he took a step back. Master chongxuyun, who was fierce in color, accused him.

Seeing that the old man was going to pour the dirty water on master Yun, Lin Bai gave a cold smile and said, "the Buddha said that he had enough precepts. Boluoyi, monk shisha, indefinite, shedou, Dandu, borotisheni, Zhongxue, miezheng! How many more did you follow? What I have done is just because I can't stand it. What do I have to do with master Xuyun? "

Lin Bai quoted scriptures, and his words were extremely aggressive. He pointed out what yuchatila had done wrong, which made the old man's face more blue and white, and his body trembled, but he couldn't say a word at all.

"Everything is due to me. There are precepts in Buddhism. As a Buddhist, I should abide by them! Old friend Chen and this little friend don't have to stop them any more. Younger martial brother, you don't have to do anything hard. I'll punish myself! " At this time, master Xuyun suddenly picked up a incense stick from the ground and hit him hard. For a moment, the blood and flesh were flowing, and the scene was extremely miserable.

All the onlookers saw that their faces had changed greatly. There was no lack of sympathy for master Xuyun in their words. What's more, they gave advice to yuchatila all the time! Seeing that he was about to arouse public anger, yuchatila gave a cold hum, swung his sleeve, and led all the people back to the temple.

The crackling sound is endless, and master Xuyun's snow-white cassock is full of flesh and blood soaked into a bright red color, but his face is still very solemn. Everyone in the audience can't help feeling sad, but also has endless respect for master Xuyun.

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