My daughter said, my identity is the head of the Zhang family

“Baima.”

Zhang Qilin’s expression was indifferent, and he looked at the master: “I’m looking for Baima.” ”

“……”

It was quiet in the room.

The guru looked at Zhang Qilin and asked, “What is Baima?” Is it a person or a thing? ”

“I don’t know.”

Zhang Qilin shook his head.

These two words are the only things he can know now.

As for whether it was a person or an object, he did not know anything.

It was quiet for a long time.

The guru suddenly said, “I do know the Pema you are looking for. ”

“…….”

Zhang Qilin looked up and said, “Can you show me?” ”

“Not now.”

The guru said, “Tomorrow you come to me and I will tell you how to find Pema.” ”

“Good.”

Zhang Qilin nodded and got up to leave.

The next morning.

The sun is just right.

Zhang Qilin got up early and came to the outside of the Zen room yesterday evening.

Unexpectedly, the guru was waiting for him in the courtyard.

Zhang Qilin saw that in the courtyard, there was a large black stone.

The stone is about one meter and five meters high.

It’s like it just dug out of the mountains,.

“Come on.”

The guru handed Zhang Qilin a hammer and a chisel.

He said: “In the future, your daily homework 090 is to quench this stone until it is chiseled into a meaningful shape. ”

Zhang Qilin was puzzled: “Why?” ”

“……”

Zhang Qilin looked at the hammer and chisel in his hand and did not say anything for a long time.

After a while.

He turned to the guru and asked, “Why don’t you let me see Pema?” ”

The master smiled, he pointed to the big black stone in front of Zhang Qilin, and said, “You are like this stone now, there is no difference between seeing it and not seeing it.” ”

“You must know who you are, and you must also think of one thing in your heart, you cannot live in this world without joy, anger and sorrow.”

“You can’t turn into an emotionless wooden stone.”

“Temper this black stone well, its final shape must be what you have in mind.”

Finish speaking.

The guru turned and left.

Only Zhang Qilin and the big stone remained in the courtyard.

“……”

Zhang Qilin came to Black Stone with a chisel.

Thought about it.

He chiseled it.

Snap!

Rubble fell.

The shape of the stone became more irregular. (BCFG) Zhang Qilin is another chisel.

Snap!

That’s it.

He chiseled the stone one by one.

But what shape it will eventually chisel, he does not know.

In his heart, there was nothing.

So I don’t know what to gouge.

For now.

He can only gouge like this.

Day after day.

The memory screen begins to fast forward.

Autumn turns to spring, and the flowers bloom.

Zhang Qilin also does not know how long he lived in the lama temple.

But all the same, he would get up early every day and come to the courtyard of the Zen house to quench the stones.

The stones are getting smaller and smaller.

But it’s always a ruleless look.

I couldn’t tell what it was.

Watch the memory picture keep fast-forwarding.

According to speculation.

In my memory, Zhang Qilin has lived in the lama temple for almost half a year! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

In the course of this half year.

He went to chisel that stone every day?

And still a purposeless chisel?

“That so-called guru, why did he want Zhang Qilin to do this?”

On the bench.

Zhang Luer felt very puzzled.

Normal people come to beg you to do something, if you have something to say, just say it!

Why do you want others to gouge a stone every day?

Zhang Qilin is not a carver, how can he chisel stones?

This is not intentional to embarrass people!

“Professor Zhang, some things can’t be said nonsense!”

Li Guodong immediately interrupted her and persuaded, “In a lama temple like this on a snowy mountain, their practice is very hard, and the master here has supreme wisdom. ”

“So, he must have a reason for letting Zhang Qilin do this.”

“What’s the point?” Zhang Lu’er pouted and said unevenly: “Forget about chiseling stones, but why don’t you tell Zhang Qilin what to gouge, if he gouges like this, he will definitely not reach the standard of that master!” ”

“No, no, no.”

Academician Li next to him immediately shook his head and said, “I always feel that what you said is wrong, but I can’t say why.” ”

Thought about it.

Academician Li looked at the person sitting at the end of the expert table.

The man was dressed in a yellow robe, and he hadn’t spoken since joining the expert bench.

That’s right.

He is the famous abbot of the Shaolin Temple, and his legal name is false.

Said before.

Among the ten seats in the expert seat, almost all of them are the best in the ten fields of the Dragon Kingdom.

And the abbot of Shaolin Temple was naturally invited over early.

Merely.

Monks like to be quiet and don’t like to be noisy.

So last time and this time, he almost didn’t say a word, sitting there like a wooden man.

“That…” Academician Li waved his hand and said with a smile: “Abbot Void, can you explain to everyone what the original meaning of that master in the picture is?” ”

“Amitabha . . .”

The abbot clasped his hands together and nodded.

When everyone saw that the famous abbot was going to speak, they immediately cast their expectant gaze over.

The abbot of Void Ming’s gaze was indifferent.

He said slowly:

“Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing, where to cause dust.”

“This guru may want Zhang Qilin to learn to think.”

Experts: “Learn to think? ”

“Yes.”

Abbot Wuming nodded and said unhurriedly: “That master did not ask Zhang Qilin to carve out a beautiful stone carving, nor did he ask him to carve out the stone carving that the master liked. ”

Zhang Luer was puzzled: “Then what to carve?” ”

“The guru just wanted him to carve out something he had in mind.”

Abbot Illusory: “Everything has fruit, one grass and one world, Zhang Shizhu can carve a stone, a tree, a dog, or a circle, a square, or a rectangle.” ”

“As long as it is what he thinks, he can carve it out at will.”

“It doesn’t matter if the carving is beautiful or not, whether it looks like it or not.”

“The important thing is that he has to think something in his heart and not completely turn into an emotionless stone.”

Abbot Void pointed to the stone that Zhang Qilin was carving in the memory picture.

“You see, now this stone still has no shape under his tempering.”

“This means that he has nothing in his heart.”

“So you can’t carve things.”

“…….”

Listening to the words of the abbot of Void Ming, everyone fell into deep thought.

Zhang Qilin has nothing in his heart?

How is that possible?

A person, born in this world, even if he has lost his memory, should have ideas.

For example, I want to eat a steamed bun today.

Then, there should be a steamed bun shape in the heart.

For example, if I see a tree today, then there should be a tree shape in my heart.

Then why is there nothing in Zhang Qilin’s heart?

Only two words, Baima?

What exactly is Baima?

“Amitabha . . .”

Abbot Void looked at Zhang Qilin in the memory picture and said meaningfully: “This may be a hard practice for Zhang Shizhu, but it is also a kind of self-redemption. “。

Người mua: Ninim-sama, 12/03/2023 11:01