Chapter 7 Lying in the Snow is Good for Reading
"Uncle Master, do we still want to go?" Shanguo hesitated a little. Liaodong was too far away.
"I'm worried if I don't meet. Go north!" Yuan Xing tightened the stick in his hand. Although he couldn't see it, he could hear the carelessness in the tone of the servants of Ning Mansion. Two years ago, the war in the north was fierce. At that time, going north to do business? What must have happened in the Ning Mansion. He snorted, and now he had to find the third senior brother first. If someone is safe and sound, he wouldn't have to come back and make a fuss...
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"...know the original cause and follow the object of interest; even a drop of rain outside the constant sand world can also know the number of heads. All kinds of things appear, straight, straight, thorny, and white!" With the pain coming from behind, the good fruits who read the scriptures couldn't help but exclaim.
"Jibai? I think you are really white." Yuan Xing took back the stick he beaten out and said lightly: "That's the meaning of 'shu'." He sat cross-legged beside Shanguo, holding the stick that never leaves his body in his arms. He looked lazy, but he said without hesitation: "I can't even read the enlightened "Lingyun Sutra" well for a few years. I feel embarrassed and recite it again."
If you make a mistake, you have to start reciting the scriptures at the beginning. The good deeds are heartbroken, but you dare not resist, so you can only sit in a straight position and recite the scriptures again.
At this time, they were in the Tonghai Temple dormitory outside Tianjin Wei. It turned out that the two of them were repairing in Jinan Prefecture for half a day. The next day, they followed the caravan heading north and headed straight to Tianjin Wei. Unfortunately, they were not lucky and could not find the sea boat heading north. They had no choice but to hold orders at Tonghai Temple and wait for the arrival of spring.
Winter is not the time for the temple to accept orders. When the monk saw that the two were not old and had a blind man, his heart became weak. He was a Buddhist disciple, so he naturally had to open the door of convenience. After checking the certificate of Yuanxing, he took them in. This time, he stayed for more than four months.
The monks who hold orders and the monks in the temple both have to participate in the work, but there are not many things in winter. In view of the blindness of Yuanxing, Yuanxing has become the most leisurely one in the temple during this period.
Once a person is idle, he always has to find something to do. So after the morning class every day, he will return to the dormitory to meditate and wait for the good deeds to complete his work. He will ask the other party to go to the Sutra Pavilion to find some Buddhist scriptures that are not available in Tianchan Temple to read for him, and then he will find the problem.
I don’t recognize many words in Shanguo. Even the scriptures recited in the morning and evening classes are often misread, so I obviously don’t have to study hard. How can this work?
He solemnly asked the other party if he really wanted to be a monk. After receiving a positive answer, he devoted his main energy to the professor Shanguo. Why did he follow him out for a walk? You can't delay the other party's homework, right?
So he switched to the state of strict teacher, and the stick in his hand turned into a ruler, which has been quite effective in the past few months.
After reading the fifth volume of the Shurangama Sutra, Yuan Xing nodded and began to explain the meaning of the scripture: "This volume discusses the six senses, which are the key to the reincarnation of life and death and the liberation of sentient beings…"
This is his teaching model. First, let students read the article smoothly, and then analyze it. There are many people coming and going in the dormitory, and they do not avoid it. Many monks stopped when they have nothing to do, and they didn't care about the fate.
After all, he came from later generations, and was afraid that he would not understand the good deeds at a young age. When explaining scriptures, he started from shallow words, and his words were plain and often quoted from others. This made the language vivid and interesting to others, and what was even more rare was not boring. Some views seemed very novel and insightful at this time, and were much more exquisite than the explanations of many eminent monks. It was not surprising if he was an old monk. The other party looked really young, which was amazing.
Chapter completed!