Love in Xuancheng

Luo Chen hung his head and followed the carriage forward absently. Thinking, what does the master mean? Kill the abbot? Death is also vulgar. But his tone was obviously not to kill! coercion? That's too much trouble! The master is not the kind of person who can stand trouble! What is it?

Luo Chen got into the tip of the ox horn and thought about it all the way. Finally, he couldn't figure out what the wind Mo Xie meant. He was very annoyed!

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LiuYun Temple

Shen Xingyue went to the Abbot's meditation room after she got incense in the hall.

The little monk went to the abbot first, and then led Shen Xingyue in. The abbot wore a kind smile on his face. Seeing Shen Xingyue coming in, he nodded slightly and said "Amitabha" as a greeting.

Shen Xingyue also did the same, nodded slightly and said "Amitabha" to the abbot.

Both sides said hello, and the abbot asked Shen Xingyue to sit down. Shen Xingyue sat cross legged at the head of the abbot. The little monk hurriedly came forward and offered tea. Then he quietly stepped aside and waited.

At this time, Feng moye also rushed over. Luo Yu hurried forward to salute and was stopped by Feng moye's knife eye. Luo Yu gently pointed to the Zen room and indicated that Shen Xingyue was inside. Feng moye looked around and disappeared in place. Luo Chen also consciously followed up. Luo Yu continued to stick in place as if nothing had happened.

In the meditation room, Shen Xingyue's tone was sincere and her expression was serious. "My intention, abbot, can't understand more. Now do you think of a way to cross me?"

When the abbot heard the speech, he looked embarrassed and stuttered. "Amitabha! Benefactor, you have come to cross your heart, but you have no heart to cross!"

"Oh? Can't you cross?" Shen Xingyue smiled lightly. Her eyes as bright as stars have been staring at the abbot. Her tone is calm and her speech is not slow. "My Buddha is merciful. I read the sorrows of all living beings and wish to live all living beings. I'm not all living beings?"

The abbot hurriedly explained, "Amitabha! Benefactor misunderstood." the tone was slight, and then said, "Buddha crosses the sorrows of all sentient beings. Benefactor is a knot in his heart. If you untie the bell, you must tie the bell."

"Everything in the world has a cause and a result. The suffering of all sentient beings is a cycle of cause and effect. If you tie the cause, you will get a taste of the fruit, but our Buddha can overcome it. Is it that all the causes of suffering of all sentient beings are from our Buddha?" Shen Xingyue thought it ridiculous. "However, according to the abbot, my ringer is not my Buddha. What's the misunderstanding?"

No intention to cross! You mean I don't really want to cross. Do you think I'm just full and have nothing to do? I know! So what? I just have nothing to persuade you to return to vulgarity. I expect you to cross me? make fun of! It's more reliable for me to ferry myself!

"Amitabha! Sin! Sin!" the abbot looked frightened, closed his eyes, folded his hands, chanted words in his mouth, and looked very frightened.

"Sin? Well, that's right!" Shen Xingyue said slowly, "only by following the natural way of heaven can all living beings be orderly. All living beings respect the natural way of heaven and build temples for worship. Our Buddha's compassion is contrary to the natural way. Only when there is Yin and Yang in heaven and earth can it be stable and lasting. When the sun and moon change day and night, everything in the world should be born according to Yin and Yang. Is it reasonable to cross Yin into Yang?"

Such an outrageous and shocking remark. Hearing the abbot sweating profusely, he couldn't help raising his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead! If you want to refute it, you think it over and over again, but you feel there is nothing to refute.

"Have I ever thought about what kind of situation will be formed if I cross the world one day?" Shen Xingyue asked the abbot, waiting for the Abbot's response, "Let me tell you that all sentient beings will live like grass mustard! Without calculation, there will be less thinking, without danger, less vigilance, and without pressure, there will be less motivation and creativity... In the long run, all sentient beings will either live numbly or explode again, and eventually lose their balance. However, the balance again needs to be paved with the bones of all sentient beings! As a result, my Buddha will have to cross?"