In the farmyard next to the Thousand-Handed Buddha statue, Chen Guixin was drunk and lying on the stone mill at the door, vomiting with big mouthfuls, her face flushed, and she kept muttering to drink. After a moment, a pool of stench was stinking. The vomit was vomited out.

The woman next to her seemed to be accustomed to this. She kept scolding her man for being unscrupulous, while patting him on the back so that he could feel more comfortable.

And there was a bowl of freshly heated sober tea in front of the woman. After vomiting, the old monk became much more comfortable. He lay on the side and smeared his mouth casually, looking at the familiar figure in front of him. He laughed, "Madam, do you want to have a drink too?"

After saying this, the expression on the woman's face was imagined. She slapped her palm directly on the back of the monk's head, and a crisp sound made her look very embarrassed. She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together and kept muttering Amitabha.

Seeing his man like this, the woman turned around and said embarrassedly, "My little master, I made you laugh. This... this person's current situation, even if he was asked to go to the temple, he would probably not be able to get on the table."

"I can do it, why can't I? Say... what did Master ask me to do?" The monk in thick clothes forced himself to stand up, walked towards the little monk drunk, shaking left and right as he walked, putting one hand on the woman's shoulder with one hand on the woman's shoulder. , the wine is so fragrant.

The woman kicked Chen Guixin away and said with a look of regret, "Then you drink the broken wine, it's best to drink it outside and don't come back, so I won't be upset if I see it."

"Master, Master, I'm back." Just at this moment, Xiao Jingshan ran back excitedly with a bundle of dry firewood on his back. As soon as he came in, he saw his master lying on the stone mill next to him, dizzy. He was burping quietly, while the master's wife next to him laughed and apologized to the monk in front of him.

"Jingshan is back..."

Chen Guixin smiled and wanted to help Jingshan when he saw this. Jingshan quickly took off the firewood and supported his tall and powerful master. A strange thing happened. His master seemed to be soft and weak. But I didn't feel anything at all. Jingshan looked at his master in surprise. When did his master become as light as a feather?

Seeing this, the young monk knew that Chen Guixin could not discuss the truth, so he bowed his hand and was about to leave immediately.

"Wait, don't be anxious..." Chen Guixin shouted, frightening the monk next to him was stunned. Although he didn't want to, he still stopped and clasped his hands together, "Uncle Master..."

I saw Chen Guixin push Jingshan over and said drunkenly, "Isn't it just a debate on the sutras and discussions? Jingshan, you can go there for your teacher."

"Ah?" Xiao Jingshan was frightened and shook his head in a hurry, "Master, this is not OK. I...I don't know how to argue, what should I do if I lose at that time..."

Chen Guixin laughed and forced Jingshan to walk out, saying as he walked, "Don't look so nice and called "Article debate", it's actually just a quarrel. On weekdays, your master's wife scolds her teacher, just go and scold them. , as long as you can win, you can win.”

"Ah..." The woman next to her was also stunned. Did Jingshan go so far as to see this important high-rise theory of Buddhism?

Although Jingshan was reluctant, the drunken heart seemed to be determined to let Jingshan go. After some pushing and shoving, the little monk shook his head helplessly and could only take Jingshan with his head. Find Master Zen Heart.

After Jingshan left, Chen Guixin, who had originally had a blurry look, suddenly stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth that was not easy to detect, but before he could finish his smile, another big slap hit the back of his head.

Chen Guixin turned around and looked at the woman with a grievance. The woman grabbed the monk's ear, "Old bare, I'll let you drink, forget it. For such a big thing, you actually let Jingshan go, how can you do this? If you are a master, push your apprentice into the fire pit..."

"Madam, Madam, be gentle, it hurts..."

...

When Han Zhan was distinguishing the scriptures at the high altar, he won the battle. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he bowed his hands while bowing. The monk sitting opposite him sighed helplessly, put his hands together and closed his mouth, and stood up and retreated.

Master Chanxin below frowned. After a moment, the little monk came over with a innocent and honest look on his face, "Master, Master Jueming is drunk and can't come."

The purple-shirt monk next to him said angrily, "This old guy really knows how to choose time. If Jueming doesn't come, why do you bring Jingshan? Do we need to place our hopes on a child?"

Jingshan took a step forward, put his hands together, and said respectfully, "Master Master Huifeng, Master, Master Huifeng, Master said let me give me a try."

"Well..." Master Chanxin, who is the abbot of Faxiang Temple, looked helplessly at his disciple who had just been defeated, and sighed helplessly, "Jingshan, if you let you go up, are you sure?"

"I don't know. Master said that I just want to quarrel, just win the quarrel." Xiao Jingshan said with a blink of an eye.

Master Chanxin smiled leisurely, looked up at Han Zhan on the high altar in the distance, and clasped his hands together and said, "Junior brother, send Jingshan up."

"Senior brother..."

The monk in purple shirt sighed helplessly, but he couldn't help it. He raised his right hand and a golden true energy overflowed from his palm, slowly appeared on the soles of Jingshan's feet, and supported Jingshan to the high altar.

Han Zhan looked at the little monk who came to discuss the truth with him with curiosity, and was surprised and puzzled. Is this little river the little monk he asked for before?

Is there no one to send this Faxiang Temple? It actually asked a child to come to the high altar to discuss the Tao with him.

The little novice monk went to the high altar, his feet were unstable and almost staggered. After he calmed down, he still closed his hands and bowed to apologize.

"Little Master, we meet again." Han Zhan smiled indifferently and said politely, "Legal Han Zhan, please give me advice."

Jingshan also recognized Han Zhan and smiled embarrassedly, "Buddhist Jingshan..."

The two sat cross-legged, and Han Zhan said with a serious expression, "Then let's start with the previous master's title. The debate topic is, "What is the difference between Buddhism and Dharma."

The nine-rate arguments are mostly simple and unpretentious problems at the beginning. Even when some problems are mentioned, they will make people feel a little naive. But these naive ones have a kind of wisdom that returns to nature and is like a Buddha. The theory of Tao originated from falling leaves, and the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism came from the stream flowing eastward; and the difference between Buddhism thrown out by Han Zhan this time also has some true meanings.

Jingshan's eyes turned vigorously, and then said in a soft voice, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, Buddha is Buddha, Dharma is Dharma, the two are different in themselves, this is the biggest difference."

"Um?"

This answer made Han Zhan stunned. This reasonable and unreasonable answer made Han Zhan smile, and then said, "The Legalists use the law to restrain people. Without rules, no order cannot be achieved. The family must not be unruly, and the country must not be unable to do so. The Dharma is corrected and punished, and the Dharma is corrected and the body is bound by binding a few times. This is the Dharma.

Buddhist generals talk about good fate, seeking cause and effect, saving all sentient beings, and being compassionate. If the evil in the world can be changed by just a few words, they can turn evil and return to justice. Then the world will soon enter Datong, so how can such a treacherous villain come to be so treacherous? The law is used to judge sins and the prison is used to be corrected.

Only by punishment can we correct people's hearts, restrain morality, and seek harmony."

After hearing Han Zhan's words, Jingshan thought for a while and said with a smile, "Dharma is the Dharma, Buddha is the Buddha. The relationship between the two is like the beginning of spring rain. How can sentient beings today lose one less? During the long rain,

The first yang is the goodness of people; during a long drought, rain is the fate of people. What is evil? How can there be evil without good? What is great harmony? No sin is great harmony? I am afraid that is not, the people have goodness in their hearts.

Datong.”

Even Zen Xin did not expect that Jingshan would argue with Han Zhan for an hour without falling behind. Both sides quoted scriptures and argued against each other. It was difficult to decide the outcome until the sun set.

Master Chanxin stroked his beard while looking at his junior brother next to him, "This little guy is really terrible."

"It's a bit..." Master Huifeng also sighed from the side that there are talented people in the world. Almost all those who stand on the high platform to discuss the truth are old, but now they have become young people.

Perhaps this is inheritance, and sometimes people have to convince themselves.

The twilight bell rang quietly, and the bell rang meant that today's debate was over. There was still a halo on the horizon to the west. Han Zhan looked at the little monk in front of him and smiled helplessly, "Today's discussion, victory or defeat

Not yet divided, Master Jingshan, I, Han Zhan, have not many people admired in my life. Apart from my brother who is far away in Yindu, you can count it."

Jingshan smiled and touched his little head and said embarrassedly, "Actually, there is not. It's just that he has been quarreling too much, so he has barely been able to hold on until now."

"quarrel?!"

Han Zhan was stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no problem. The debate was essentially just a quarrel? The two sides quarreled, and no matter who lost, they would be dissatisfied. After a few years, decades continued

Noisy; while the quarrels, Dafeng will have a great deal.

"I heard that there is a master of self-sect in Buddhism. This time I came here to learn about the famous self-sect in Buddhism, but I never thought of falling to my little master. Oh, it's time to be my life, wait for me to go next time before

Come on, you must learn the Buddhist teachings of self-meditation." Han Zhan said with a pity.

Jingshan smiled and showed a row of white teeth, "You are talking about my master. Actually, it was my master who came, but my master was drunk, so he asked me to come. My master is very powerful, but some

If you don’t have any adjustment, it’s easy to make your master’s wife angry.”

"Um?"

Han Zhan burst into laughter, "Master's wife? Drunk? Master Jingshan, Buddhism avoids alcohol and meat, this is no joke."

"Mencius does not lie, and the master also said that wine and meat pass through the intestines and keep it in the Buddha's heart. I think what Master said makes sense." Jingshan said seriously, very seriously.
Chapter completed!