Jiang Hailong drew the shapes and characteristics of the medicinal materials, taught the team members how to dig them and then returned to the temple. Most of these team members were mountain people with extraordinary skills, and it was easy to climb mountains and ridges to collect medicines.
He entered the temple alone and looked around. He accidentally strolled to the backyard and saw an eminent monk pondering the chess game on a stone chessboard. He saw that this man had a childish face, a straight back, bulging temples, and thick knuckles. He seemed to have deep martial arts skills.
Unpredictable, I thought, this must be the abbot mentioned by Ming Ran.
He looked up for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "What a seven-star moon formation!"
The abbot said without looking back: "The donor has been watching in the temple for a long time. Is he a Buddhist or a tourist?"
Jiang Hailong replied: "I am passing by the treasure land for a casual walk on business. I am neither a tourist nor a Buddhist believer. I just have some experience in Buddhism."
The abbot suddenly became interested, raised his eyes and looked at him, and said: "Since the donor has done some research on Buddhism, may I ask you what you think of the well-known verse of Hui Neng, the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism - Bodhi has no tree, and a mirror is not a stand.
There is nothing in itself, so where is the dust? What’s the explanation?”
Jiang Hailong thought for a while and replied: "I believe that there is no explanation and there is no need to explain."
The abbot put down the chess piece, looked at him again, and asked, "How do you say this?"
Jiang Hailong replied: "In my humble opinion, the whole verse highlights the word 'empty'. Since it is empty, how can it be explained? There is no way to explain it. Because there is no one-size-fits-all answer to 'empty'.
An accurate explanation is that one thousand people have their own 'enlightenment'."
The abbot looked at Jiang Hailong in surprise, and exclaimed: "Well said, this is your explanation, and it is the best explanation I have heard so far! The donor seems to be an extraordinary person." Then he said with great interest.
Said: "The donor just recognized the seven-star formation I set up. He must be familiar with chess. He might as well have a talk with the old master."
Jiang Hailong was not polite and sat down happily. Red went first and then black, and after setting up the chess, he was the first to start. Influenced by his grandfather, he loved Chinese chess since he was a child. He often reviewed and studied the games of the masters and memorized several books.
When he was in college, he played blind chess, made endgames, and earned a lot of money from his classmates' cigarettes and beer. He had a well-organized layout, both offense and defense, and looked after him from beginning to end, which made the abbot look at him in surprise.
The abbot is calm and collected, has quick thinking, and is decisive in making moves. He takes one step at a time and observes three moves. He does not have the hesitation and slowness of ordinary elderly people playing chess.
Jiang Hailong opened and closed, the chariots, horses and artillery quickly crossed the Chu River, and the two sides soon entered a heated stage. He was surprised to find that no matter how he played, the best outcome would be a draw. He pushed the chess to admit defeat.
The abbot said: "This is a draw, why lose?"
Jiang Hailong raised his hands and said sincerely: "Young man is proud that his chess skills are quite good, and he rarely encounters opponents. This time, the left rook of the senior has not moved, which is equivalent to giving up a rook, and he and the junior have a draw. Only today did I know that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world.
,FK U!"
After a thousand years of wear and tear, no flattery can wear it. What's more, such a master who is rarely seen in several years abandons his son and admits defeat. The abbot smiled. At this time, he came closer and gave a detailed account of the situation after Jiang Hailong and his party arrived.
, the abbot nodded frequently when he heard it. Jiang Hailong, with his sharp ears and eyesight, heard it clearly and called it Abbot Relieved, and was secretly happy.
The abbot smiled and said: "It's not unfair that you lost to me. The poor Taoist has been quietly invading the chess game for decades. The benefactor is young, promising and intelligent, but like several of my lay disciples, he has a somewhat impetuous temperament.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have lost so quickly.”
Jiang Hailong broke into a cold sweat. Hearing this, he was afraid that the abbot wanted to accept him as a lay disciple. He felt that he had so many beauties and confidantes, and he could only be a flower monk at most, but he could not ruin the abbot's reputation. He quickly replied: "
What the master said is true, and the juniors also know their own faults. If I could bow down to the master in this fairyland on earth and let you teach me chess, tea, and martial arts, it would definitely be a great joy in life! It’s just the autumn of troubled times, and the trees want to be quiet but the wind
Not only that, I want to do too many things for Chen Gen, and I really can’t calm down.”
The abbot nodded and said: "A man has things to do and things he doesn't do. If the road is uneven, it must be trampled on by others. I am too determined and unable to do anything. Don't think that people in all temples don't care about worldly things and don't care about the fireworks of the world. In the past, the monks in Shaolin Temple were just like this."
He protected Li Shimin, King of the Qin Dynasty, the leader of the Ming Dynasty. Now that the Japanese invaders are invading, how can anyone with lofty ideals stand by and watch. The donor is the leader of the army at first glance, and he seems to have millions of soldiers in his chest. But when leading troops like chess, haste makes waste. The devil is only one foot tall.
You have to be ten feet tall to subjugate demons. I see that the donor's bones are unique, his gait is steady, and his speech is full of energy. He should be a martial arts practitioner. You can punch him all the way to show me."
Jiang Hailong was overjoyed. Knowing that Abbot Shiran intended to give him some advice, he immediately stood up. At this time, Sai Hu, who had just finished eating wild boar meat, also ran over to join in the fun, licking and sniffing around him to show his friendship.
Abbot Sheran said in surprise: "Saihu usually ignores strangers, but he is extremely affectionate towards the donor."
Jiang Hailong said: "The race tiger is a thing of the spirit. Seeing that the abbot treats the juniors as outsiders, there is no hostility anymore, haha." After touching the race tiger a few times, he concentrated his energy and guarded his Dantian, and hit him once.
He used the Fuhu Fist that he was best at. After one strike, he did not dare to stop unless the abbot told him to stop, so he continued to fight. When he repeated it for the fifth time, he was relieved and the abbot finally called to stop.