The furnishings in the thatched cottage were extremely simple, with two futons, several volumes of scriptures, and nothing else. Liu Ziqiu imitated Tao Xin, sitting cross-legged on the futon and listening to the sermon.
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Eight years ago, when Daoxin was stationed in Potou Mountain, he met a Taoist named Zaisong. The Taoist Zaisong asked, "Can I listen to the Zen method you preach?"
Daoxin replied: "You are already old. How many people can you save if you can finally hear the Tao? If you are reincarnated again, I can wait for you."
When Taoist Zaisong left Daoxin, he happened to meet a young girl washing her clothes by the river, so he stepped forward and asked, "Can I stay at your place for the night?"
The girl replied: "My father and brothers are all here, you can go and beg them."
Taoist Zaisong said, "As long as you agree, I will dare to go."
The girl nodded and looked at the Taoist again, but he was nowhere to be found. The girl's surname was Zhou. After she finished washing her clothes and returned home, she was pregnant. She got pregnant out of wedlock and was immoral, so the girl was kicked out of the house by her parents and was everywhere.
Wandering and begging for a living. After ten months, the girl gave birth to this unknown child.
Because the child was born out of wedlock, the girl surnamed Zhou herself felt that it was unlucky, so she threw the child into a dirty ditch. When the girl went to see it again the next day, she found that the child was floating upstream with bright and fair skin, which surprised the girl.
, so he made up his mind to raise the child. From then on, Zhou and his child depended on each other.
Seven years passed in the blink of an eye. One day, Mrs. Zhou was begging with her child and met Daoxin in the countryside. Daoxin said to Mr. Zhou: "This child's bones are strange. Although he is not as perfect as the Buddha, if he becomes a monk and practices, he will be better."
After ten years, I will achieve something, inherit the wisdom and destiny of Buddhism, and be relied upon by all living beings. I wonder if I can give up the female donor?"
Zhou actually felt reluctant to give up, but said, "You should see what you think about it."
Daoxin then asked the child: "What is your surname?"
The child replied: "Since we have a surname, it is not a regular surname."
"What's your surname?"
"It's for Buddha nature."
Daoxin asked again: "Do you really have no surname?" (Do you really have no surname?)
The child said: "The nature is empty, so there is no surname." (The surname is just a karmic pseudonym. Its nature is empty, so there is no surname.)
Mrs. Zhou listened to their questions and answers, and after thinking about the child's life experience and the many strange things that happened to him, she finally agreed to Daoxin's request and gave the child to Daoxin.
Xin gave the child a Buddhist name, Hongren.
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After the story was told, the master and the disciple sang the Buddha's name together. Daoxin clasped his hands together and said, "What insights did the donor have after listening to the story told by the poor monk?"
Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation, and there are many stories in this regard. For example, the story spread by later generations about Zen Master Foyin chasing the Five Precepts tells the story of the Five Precepts monk being reincarnated into the great writer Su Dongpo. Zen Master Foyin was afraid that he would fall into reincarnation, so he sacrificed his life to accompany him.
.There are also the reincarnations of living Buddhas in Tibetan Buddhism.
Liu Ziqiu has never believed in these mysterious things, but today's story was told by the two protagonists themselves, and Daoxin could predict his arrival, so he couldn't help but not believe it.
There are many supernatural phenomena in the world. For example, his time traveling this time cannot be explained by scientific theory. It is possible that Daoxin really has the ability to know the past and the future. Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but look up at Daoxin, and met his pair of deep and mysterious eyes.
His wise eyes shuddered involuntarily.
One of the training courses for special forces is to deal with interrogations. As special forces, they perform the most dangerous tasks, and going deep behind enemy lines is commonplace. No one can guarantee that they will never be captured by the enemy. Therefore, how to deal with the enemy's interrogation?
Keeping all secrets is particularly important.
Modern interrogation techniques are emerging in an endless stream, and are no longer limited to traditional torture to extract confessions, but focus more on psychological tactics, testing instruments, mind reading, and hypnosis. How to deal with these methods, Liu Ziqiu has received professional training.
What Daoxin was using now was probably an ancient mind-reading or hypnotic technique. Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but feel the passion for fighting, concentrated his energy, and looked at Daoxin.
Time passed little by little, Liu Ziqiu's face turned red and white, veins popped out, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but Dao Xin remained calm and composed. Some scattered pictures slowly emerged in Liu Ziqiu's mind.
There was a happy childhood and the hardships of practicing martial arts. Although these scenes only flashed by, they were an extremely dangerous signal. If they continued, he would have no secrets in front of Dao Xin.
At the critical moment, Liu Ziqiu suddenly clenched his left fist. He wore a small ring on the middle finger of his left hand. There was a small steel needle on the ring. When he came in, Liu Ziqiu was careful and adjusted the ring's position.
As soon as he clenched his fist, the steel needle pierced his palm fiercely, and a sharp pain quickly spread throughout his body. This was the best way to restore his consciousness. Liu Ziqiu also stood up with a loud shout.
When the young monk Hongren saw Liu Ziqiu getting up, he rushed over quickly and opened his arms to block between Liu Ziqiu and Dao Xin. He didn't know Liu Ziqiu's strength, and was worried that he would take the opportunity to hurt Dao Xin because of his great strength. But he didn't know, because Dao Xin
Xin was sitting, and standing like this blocked Dao Xin's sight. The duel between Dao Xin and Liu Ziqiu was completely interrupted, which was equivalent to indirectly helping Liu Ziqiu.
Daoxin's eyes softened again and he said, "Hongren, you are obsessed with your appearance."
Hongren was a child after all, and his actions just now were indeed a bit reckless. He hurriedly recited the Buddha's name and stepped aside.
Daoxin started to read a scripture. This scripture was read in Sanskrit. Liu Ziqiu couldn't understand it, but after listening to it, his mood calmed down. At this time, Daoxin suddenly stopped and looked at Liu Ziqiu again.
But his eyes were as calm as water, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, you are bleeding."
After Liu Ziqiu pricked his palm, he never let go. Although some blood oozed out, it would not flow down yet. Unexpectedly, Dao Xin noticed it. However, Liu Ziqiu had completely returned to normal at this time, and calmly
He said: "A small injury is nothing to worry about. Master, you already know Liu's origin, right?"
Daoxin smiled and said nothing, and raised his hand to signal Liu Ziqiu to sit down.
Liu Ziqiu sat down on the futon again as instructed, released his left fist, and treated the wound, but did not dare to look at Daoxin again.
Daoxin sang the Buddha's name and said, "Donor, can you tell me your feelings now?"
Liu Ziqiu pondered for a moment and saluted: "Master, since you know the past and the future, can you tell me where the way back is?"
"Now that it's come, make peace with it. Let nature take its course."
Liu Ziqiu lowered his head, thought carefully, and found that Daoxin's words were the same as those he did not say. He neither said that he could go back to the past, nor that he could not go back to the past.
At this time, Daoxin took off a string of Buddhist beads from his right wrist and said, "The donor's anger is too strong and his murderous intent is too strong. You can take this Buddhist beads with you to ward off disasters."
Liu Ziqiu didn't believe in these things, but Daoxin's magic power was too powerful, so he didn't dare to ignore it, so he took it obediently and put it on his wrist.
Dao Xin suddenly stood up, bowed deeply to Liu Ziqiu, and said, "I have nothing to ask for, but I hope that the donor will always have kind thoughts and care for all the people in the world."
Liu Ziqiu stood up in a hurry and returned the courtesy: "Master, I have something else to ask of you."
“It’s okay for the donor to just say it.”
"I would like to borrow the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to have a look at it."
"The Yi Jin Jing is not suitable for you. If you practice it forcefully, it will do more harm than good."
"Master heard it wrong. What I'm talking about is the Marrow Cleansing Sutra."
"The Marrow Cleansing Sutra is the Yi Jin Jing, and the Yi Jin Jing is the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. The two are originally one body, one is in Chinese and the other is in Sanskrit."
Only then did Liu Ziqiu understand that it was no wonder that in later generations of Shaolin Kung Fu there was only the Yi Jin Jing but not the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. He hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts."
"If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again." Dao Xin had already turned around and said, "Hongren, please send the benefactor to me on behalf of my teacher."
"Young master, please stay here. Please remember the way you came."
Although Hong Ren had many twists and turns when he arrived, Liu Ziqiu was a special forces soldier and his ability to memorize directions was first-rate.
Just as Liu Ziqiu went out, Dao Xin's body suddenly swayed, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Hong Ren hurriedly supported Dao Xin and asked, "Master, are you injured?"
Dao Xin shook his head and said: "I just wanted to explore his origins, but my soul was consumed too much. Tomorrow I will go back to the mountain to retreat for half a month. You will protect me on my behalf."
Hongren asked in shock: "How can that monster be so awesome?"
Daoxin smiled and said: "It's because I took the initiative to stir up trouble for my teacher, so the losses will naturally be higher."
Hong Ren asked again: "Has Master ever found out his origin?"
Daoxin sighed and said: "I can know my master's Taoism five hundred years in advance and five hundred years later, but I don't know his origin. I'm afraid his practice has been over a thousand years."
Hong Ren was shocked and said: "Then why didn't Master take the opportunity to take in this evildoer?"
Dao Xin smiled bitterly and said: "If we take action, I can't guarantee victory, not to mention that monks should have compassion. The day before yesterday, I entered samadhi and saw that the world will be in chaos and all living beings will be devastated. Thousands of people will be devastated. Maybe we can escape the sea of suffering."
It should be in this person."
In fact, Daoxin showed up at the Shaolin Temple this time not to pay homage to the Patriarch Bodhidharma and the Second Patriarch Huike, but to follow Liu Ziqiu. He did have the intention to surrender Liu Ziqiu. But when the two looked at each other, Liu Ziqiu's mind
It showed some things from childhood, which made Daoxin hesitate. This at least shows that Liu Ziqiu is kind at heart, and that he is a human being and not a monster.
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Liu Ziqiu was walking in the temple, and from time to time he met monks who had just finished their afternoon classes. Many of them had blue veins on their foreheads, and they were obviously martial arts practitioners.
Generally, every pilgrim who enters the Shaolin Temple will be accompanied by a monk and cannot walk freely. Many monks stopped and prepared to expel him, but when they saw the string of Buddhist beads on Liu Ziqiu's wrist, they all chanted the Buddha's name and dispersed.
Liu Ziqiu didn't know the rules of the Shaolin Temple and thought these monks were polite. Today's confrontation with Daoxin was the most dangerous thing he had ever encountered in his life. Therefore, he was in a hurry to leave the Shaolin Temple and had no time to pay attention to the actions of these monks. But as soon as he left the temple, he
Jian Huayun stood there with a bruised nose and a swollen face.