Suzaku

: The Bookstand

Knowledge is power Bacon of Great Britain once said

Yi Tianxing didn’t realize how reasonable this sentence was. He has opened a bookstore in the provincial capital for two months, and his life is extremely stable. He understands that this is definitely not the power brought by the books with the fragrance of ink in the bookstore, but his own inhuman power suppressed by magical powers. Those evil people in the provincial capital.

The bookstore is located at the intersection of Mohu Lake in the southwest of the provincial capital. One facade is connected to the three bedrooms at the back, and one has been converted into a library. The facade is filled with all kinds of books and periodicals. He can barely live, anyway, he just needs a pretense to live, and doesn’t care much about income.

Lao Xing and Lao Lin, the four bigwigs in the provincial capital, were forced by Yi Tianxing’s “Buddhist prestige” and were frightened by his nonsense “Nine Nether Heads”. They had already lost the courage to challenge and escape. This thing is so simple, once it is lost, it will be very difficult to find it again These days, the four of them honestly went to Guiyuan Temple every week to report Shangxiang and study Buddhism, but later the location of the report was changed to Ink In this small bookstore by the lake.

Because there is a Master here.

Ye Xiangseng has been following Yi Tianxing to manage the bookstore, wearing a coarse cassock all day long, wandering among the book sellers and students, with a gentle smile on his face, welcoming the strange eyes from the people around him. This level of concentration, even Yi Xiaoyao can’t compare to it. And this monk, who has become more and more compassionate, naturally took over the glorious task of educating hooligans.

“Today, what we are going to learn is the fourth story of the Hundred Karmas: Nengyuan Bhikkhu, this story is about the retribution of killing, short life and many diseases”

In the small room behind the bookstore, Ye Xiangseng spoke slowly, and the four gangsters listened with great respect.

The hooligan leader likes this handsome monk, but he doesn’t like the boss of this small bookstore, because the monk is very gentle, but the boss is very fierce.

Yi Tianxing carried a big sack of books in the hut and walked towards the front door, glaring at these old guys: “Stay here and write down your reading experience quickly, don’t drag it until ten o’clock in the evening like last week One or two, this Ye Xiang is here to work for me, not to be a volunteer teacher for you.”

The learning process of the rogue leader was the moment when there was a lot of turmoil in the ink lake area.

These four hooligan leaders have been imprisoned in Guiyuan Temple, and suddenly their courage has become much smaller. Although Yi Tianxing’s single-handed arrest made them very desperate, and they no longer have the courage to challenge the Gu family, but they are used to using insidious methods He is kind-hearted, always worried that the other three “classmates” who are attending classes together will set up an ambush on the way to and from ink lake, so he always brings a lot of bodyguards and thugs.

Now the residents of Ink Lake have opened their eyes. Every Wednesday night, they can see a row of gangsters standing in a row along a small bookstore, and every week they can see the real performance of the Hong Kong gangster negotiation movie.

This situation finally ended quickly after Yi Tianxing expressed slight dissatisfaction.

However, there were too many people talking, and the Jianghu in the provincial capital finally knew that this small bookstore was opened by the lonely young hero of the Gu family. In addition, it was the result of the filial piety of the four hooligan leaders, so no Jianghu forces in the Mohu Lake area dared to enter. Some punks have also consciously quit ten miles away. From February 1995, within a radius of three kilometers of the small bookstore, from the lakeside in the southwest to the Guiyuan Temple in the northeast, it became the safest location in the provincial capital.

This situation lasted until Yi Tianxing left the provincial capital. Many years later, some old residents were still reminiscing about the peace at that time.

“At that time, I didn’t hear the cry of war, only heard: Taiping, Taiping”

Mr. Lu once said.

Yi Tianxing is also studying these days. After getting to know some booksellers, he went to search for some introductory Sanskrit. He learned it for a long time, but he didn’t make it clear when he arrived. I saw it at a small pond in Gaoyang County last year. What do those big golden characters mean?

But still have to learn. Although knowledge is not direct power, the easiest way to gain power is during these two months, he often reviews the Three Flavors of Zen Meditation in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple. The two methods of Taoism, the Heart Sutra is becoming more and more proficient, and the cultivation level is increasing day by day, but when thinking of the three monks on the top of Daxue Mountain who are full of Taoist immortality, they still feel that it is not enough. to practice the exercises, but the old ancestor’s words made him dispel this idea.

“A child dancing a sledgehammer is called courting death.”

After several days of silent thinking, he began to run with heavy loads. Physical exercise is also a way to become stronger. Turning the gold ring on the little finger of his right hand into a five-hundred-jin chain around his waist, he began to run every morning, along the shore of Ink Lake, in the early morning mist.

Ink Lake is not small, about twentyA few square kilometers, most people can’t run down.

And Yi Tianxing didn’t feel too tired with a gold hoop weighing five hundred catties wrapped around his waist. Even in the bustling city, he didn’t dare to run too fast, but he still ran back to the small bookstore in about half an hour.

This scene was finally seen by caring people.

Those old grandpas and old ladies who got up in the morning like him every day and watched the boy start from the other side of the lake and come back from the other side of the lake in thirty or forty minutes. At first they always thought that the boy was taking a bus, but Thinking that no one would be so stupid, they started talking about it, and this magical speed boy became the talk of the residents by the lake.

And Yi Tianxing thought he was very restrained, and didn’t notice these at all.

One morning, the coach of the provincial track and field team also came to watch the legendary strongman who can run 10 kilometers at a speed of 400 meters. The coach watched Yi Tianxing set off in the woods, and started timing. When Yi Tianxing ran back from the other side of the lake without flushing, panting and sweating, he pinched off the stopwatch.

Then I was dumbfounded.

“Thirty-one minutes and forty-two seconds.”

If you go to participate in the marathon at this speed, you can compete with the black and thin friends in Kenya.

the next day.

Yi Tianxing ran back to the lake, kicked his legs twice, quietly put the gold chain on his little finger and turned it into a ring, then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and had the following dialogue.

“Hello, classmate.”

“Well, I don’t go to school now, what’s the matter?”

“I’m Coach He from the provincial track and field team. I saw you running just now, and I’m interested.”

Yi Tianxing’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, “Oh, what’s the matter?”

“You run very fast. The lake is so big, you can run around in half an hour.”

“Hehe, you misunderstood. I go to Guiyuan Temple every day, and then take a car to the lake to order today’s book.”

“what”

“I’m a bookstore owner.”

“Don’t lie to me.” The coach didn’t know why the young man in front of him was unwilling to reveal his ability, “I didn’t believe it yesterday, so today I ran with you on a motorcycle.”

Yi Tianxing looked at Wei Mi, thinking in his heart that it felt strange to run today, and it turned out that someone was following him.

“What do you want to say”

“Do you want to join the track team?”

“In no mood.”

“why”

“I just don’t want to.”

“If you escape, your future life will be wonderful.”

“What a wonderful method”

“Well, you can get a lot of honors.”

“Do not want.”

“Can have a good financial income.”

“How much income can athletes earn? Chen Yueling is now doing business in the United States. Now I don’t have to do anything and still have money to spend. It’s pretty good.”

“It turned out to be a small rich man, but he can win glory for the country.”

Yi Tianxing scratched his head and didn’t want to say anything more. He patted his ass and left, thinking to himself while walking: “If I go to the Olympic Games to win the gold medal like a monster, it’s an unfair competition for a big man to change his gender and participate in the women’s 100-meter race , then the face of our country is lost.”

Leave the provincial track team coach helpless and confused behind.

These are small episodes in life, but they have an impact on the pace of life. After that day, he had to change the time of his running practice to late at night. It was this change, but he found some strange things.

Every late night, Ye Xiangseng would sit by the lake, looking at Rumoye Lake, his face full of tranquility.

“I’ve been sitting for a few days, what are you thinking?” Yi Tianxing took off the gold chain from his waist, sat down beside the monk, and played with the chain with his fingers, the gold chain turned into a stream of fire in the night.

Ye Xiangseng tilted his head slightly, and suddenly said: “Brother, what is the purpose of practicing Buddhism?”

Yi Tianxing thought for a while: “I agree with Hu Shi’s opinion. Ultimately, it is to break through the barrier of life and death. The great suffering of life is this matter.”

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly: “That’s saving oneself, but saving others requires a compassionate heart.”

Yi Tianxing looked at the sky speechlessly, and said quietly after a long while: “Compassion is really complicated. I saved a fire last year and found that I could save lives. It was a very happy thing. I also thought about my future life Should I be a part-time firefighter, but later I found out that there are tens of thousands of fires in the provincial capital every year, and the fire brigade dispatches dozens of times a day. How can I manage it by myself? Maybe I am really cold-blooded in my bones. Just ignore it.”

Ye Xiang interjected: “If one person is saved, one person will be saved.”

Yi Tianxing looked at the lake calmly and said: “The two people who are trapped in the fire at the same time, how do I choose who to save? Saving this is compassion, but what is it if you don’t save the other?”

Ye Xiang shook his head, his face full of compassion: “If you save one person, you will be one person.”

“What are you doing by the ink lake every night?” Yi Tianxing smiled speechlessly, and asked instead.

“Save people.” Ye Xiangseng stood up with his hands clasped together, and the cassock woven of coarse cloth fluttered gently in the night wind, “A woman jumped into the lake here last month. I’m worried that someone will commit suicide in the future, so every day Come here to wait at night.”

“The ancients waited for the rabbit, and the leaves watched the lake for drowning.” Yi Tianxing shook his head, “If you really want to save people, you should go to the mansionThe covered bridge on the North River, where people jump into the water almost every two or three days. ”

Ye Xiangseng also smiled wryly: “So you’re right, you and I can’t save all the people in the world. The so-called saving people is just to comfort yourself.” After a pause, he said softly: “It turns out that practicing Buddhism is to make yourself feel at ease.”

Some feeble words floated above the Ink Lake.

Yi Tianxing patted him on the shoulder: “You monk is a real monk with a compassionate heart. I don’t have any uneasy thoughts.”

He stood up and danced in the air holding the golden chain: “My purpose of practicing Buddhism is also very simple, just want to become stronger and save my life.”

The young man spoke the truth, he was practicing desperately, trying desperately to find a way to make himself stronger.

Months of practice have brought him to the peak state both mentally and physically. One day, sitting in meditation in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple, the real fire life wheel like a red jade plate slowly revolves around his Dao Heart, which is already the size of a lotus. When it was running, there was a trace of true energy lingering around, and Anmei was abnormal.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he had a consonance, and he thought of the trick he had used in No. 43 Wenwu Lane. He opened his eyes, and the three seven-star fighting tactics urged him, and the ethereal Taoist heart in his body began to faint Fatigue, gently touched the real fire life wheel, and a burst of heavenly fire was stimulated to the fingertips.

He raised his right arm, and with a slight crackling sound, aimed at the hut.

Using the Supreme Heart Sutra to control the divine mind, the sky fire at the second knuckle of the index finger was compressed into a tiny little star.

The mustard seed is so small, but it takes a lot of mental control to resist the rebound of Tianhuo Haoran. Yi Tianxing clearly feels that this small spark contains extremely powerful power.

After sitting in the Sanwei Jing of meditation, the life wheel in the body turned rapidly, and a powerful force rushed from the body to the right arm, like compressed air, forcefully forcing out the sky fire in the knuckles

There was a piercing sound of breaking wind, and the sky fire seemed to cut a non-resistance hole in the air, and it rushed forward along the straight black line, which seemed to be faster than the speed of the bullet.

In an instant, the crouching vajra circle reacted, and a light blue magic circle appeared slightly.

And this sky fire seemed to be extremely sharp, it broke through a small hole, and got in from the crimping diamond circle.

People with sharp eyes may be able to see that when this grain of sky fire was blocked by the light blue diamond circle, it disappeared in a very short moment, and only appeared in the circle the next moment.

break through

Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows, knowing that he had played a very powerful trick, even piercing the crouching vajra ring, so what bullet-proof vest could stop the sky fire and disappeared in the hut long ago, no He won’t worry about any movement, because his master, the most powerful big monster, lives inside.

“Yes, there is progress.” The old ancestor said.

Hearing the rare praise, Yi Tianxing put his index finger in front of his lips, blew on his finger lightly, and posed in a disgusting posture of a western cowboy. :