"When mortals and saints live together, dragons and snakes mix." - "Jingde Lantern Record·Manjusri"
Master Liaojie led Qiao Zhenyue through the mountain gate, and then passed more than a hundred stone steps before arriving at the Shaolin front yard. The front yard was more than 100 meters from east to west, and in the middle was a ginkgo tree with golden branches spread out like a side.
Blocking the road like a shadow wall.
"This ginkgo tree has been growing here for five hundred years. It is said that it was planted by Patriarch Bodhidharma himself." Liao Jie introduced it to Qiao Zhenyue.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the tree and couldn't help but be fascinated. He secretly sighed in his heart: "This tree is so damn big. The tree trunks are twice as thick as my waist. The tree is full of gold. It's beautiful, beautiful, beautiful."
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Seeing that Qiao Zhenyue was fascinated, Yuanji hung up his book bag and said: "The moss steps are not swept all day long, and the garden is full of ginkgo trees falling in the autumn wind." He originally wanted to rely on these two sentences to take over Qiao Zhenyue's conversation and talk to this person.
We are very familiar with the leader of the Beggar Clan.
But I thought Qiao Zhenyue couldn't understand these two sentences at all, so he praised the master for his knowledge, and then started chatting with Master Jie. In fact, he was not disgusted with Yuanji, but his education was limited and he didn't know how to communicate with him.
What to talk about, and I heard that Yuanji is very powerful in Shaolin. It would be bad if he said the wrong thing and offended him.
"Hey, the most difficult thing in the world is to chat with a scholar. My heart is not as big as the corns at my feet. I can't talk clearly."
After passing the front yard and the front hall, we finally arrived at the Mahavira Hall, where we saw the Tathagata Buddha with his splendid appearance. There were dozens of disciples around, some were busy chanting sutras, some were busy taking care of the cleanliness of the courtyard, and there were several seven-year-olds.
The eight-year-old little novice monk was hiding in the shade, hanging his head and dozing off. Behind the hall, the sound of humming could be heard from time to time. It seemed that the monks were practicing martial arts.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the Tathagata Buddha, and then at the other Shaolin disciples, and secretly felt funny in his heart. In the Shaolin Temple, there was only the Tathagata Buddha who bowed his head and looked at the people day and night. The other monks were all doing their own things. Suddenly he had another thought.
, this Tathagata Buddha is made of clay and has a body but no mind. As for humans, people have minds. People with minds will naturally have more thoughts.
"Brother Qiao, since you have arrived at the Main Hall, please give me Buddha three sticks of incense. My Buddha will be compassionate and protect you and the Beggars Clan," said Master Luojie.
Qiao Zhenyue nodded respectfully and took the incense. Although he did not believe in ghosts and gods, out of respect for Master Ling Jie, he also made a sincere bow to Tathagata Buddha.
After the ceremony, he took the precepts and led Qiao Zhenyue to the Zen room in the backyard. Behind him were several leaders. Except for the three senior monks who left separately, the others followed Qiao Zhenyue unhurriedly and walked towards the Zen room together.
Go. Although they have no words, their actions are very natural and harmonious, just like the clouds rolling and relaxing.
Buddhist temple.
Master Liaojie invited everyone to sit down and said, "Gang Leader Qiao, you came to Shaolin for the matter of Baiyun Villa, right?"
Straight to the point, without any fuss.
"Yes, I would like to ask Shaolin about its attitude on this matter." Qiao Zhenyue replied.
Straight forward, nothing to hide.
"Although Gang Leader Qiao's position as leader of the Jianghu Alliance was hurriedly taken over due to the situation, the leaders at the Jianghu Conference that day expressed their opinions that most of the leaders believed that Gang Leader Qiao was qualified to be the leader of the Jianghu Alliance. Therefore, Lao Na believed that what Baiyun Villa said
It is not true that the position is improper. Our Shaolin Temple attitude remains the same as always, supporting Gang Leader Qiao to become the new leader of the Jianghu Alliance."
After saying that, he looked at the chief monks beside him. The chief priests all nodded and agreed. It seemed that there was no difference between the formal monks and lay monks of Shaolin Temple on this matter.
Seeing the reaction of the Shaolin monks, Qiao Zhenyue felt relieved. With the support of the Shaolin Temple, the world was already half stable. If the Yan brothers' Golden Summit Palace also went well, the Baiyun Villa incident would not cause much trouble. Look,
The prophecy of the credit card dealer is nothing more than alarmist.
Seeing that everyone had no objections, Liao Jie nodded and said, "Is there anything else, Gang Leader Qiao?"
"No more." Qiao Zhenyue breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, Gang Leader Qiao will stay in Shaolin for one night today, let me show my kindness as a landlord, and also try the vegetarian food of our Shaolin Temple." He said.
Qiao Zhenyue laughed, cupped his hands and said, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
It was indeed beyond Qiao Zhenyue's expectation that things went so smoothly. He originally thought that the serious monks and lay monks in the Shaolin Temple would have a huge quarrel because of this matter. He had already prepared for the worst, but he had never thought that this would happen.
The opinions of several leaders of Zhengshi were unanimous.
Liao Jie also smiled and said: "It's just that there is no meat or wine in our temple. Gang Leader Qiao wants Haihan,"
"We have long heard that the vegetarian food in Shaolin Temple is delicious, and we have wanted to try it for a long time." Qiao Zhenyue felt a big stone fall in his heart. Let him eat grass instead of vegetarian food. He is happy at this moment.
During dinner, in the dining room of Prajna Hall.
The lay monks in Prajna Hall were sitting on both sides, with a row of tables on each side, and a vertical row of floor tiles in the middle, which divided the lay monks into clear lines just like the boundary between Chu, River and Han. Monk Tongbei was punished for what happened today.
, was cleaning the hall, and was late for meal time. When he arrived, everyone had already sat down. He saw that the seats for lay monks were full, and only the row of monks had two or three empty seats.
Tongbei glanced at Zhengseng's row and wanted to get a chair from Zhengseng's row. As he was about to go, a voice beside him called out to him.
"Senior Brother Tongbei, I will finish eating soon. Please take my seat."
Tongbei turned around and saw that it was a lay monk who was familiar with him. He said, "I'll go over there to get a chair. It won't be in the way." It was okay if he didn't say anything, but when he opened his mouth, the monk on the other side of the orthodox monk
They all raised their heads and looked towards Tongbei.
Although Tongbei was stunned for a moment, he still walked towards the Zhengseng, thinking that he was just getting a chair and that it would be fine. But who knew that someone on the Zhengseng's side saw him getting closer and said, "You
Don’t touch our chairs, as they will be contaminated with vulgarity and hinder our practice.”
Although Tongbei felt unhappy, he didn't want to pay attention to it and still walked towards Zhengseng.
Another monk said: "You lay monks went out to play with girls, and then came back to the temple to eat. If you don't follow the rules, you can't touch the things belonging to us monks."
Tongbei was being discriminated against and was furious, but he still didn't speak. But although he didn't speak, the lay monk behind him did speak and said: "Damn it, what's wrong with me playing with girls? I'm more greedy than you guys.
You can only be sour in your mouth! You guys, a group of righteous monks, are not worthy of being a tortoise for me!"
"Don't you want a chair? Here it is!" said a righteous monk, picked up the chair and threw it out with a bang. With this person taking the lead, there was only a "bang bang bang" sound, and the original sound was "bang bang bang".
The chairs under the monks' buttocks were all flying in the air.
The flying chair had no eyes, and within a few moments of flying, several monks had already "middled in the chair", covering their bodies, and there was a burst of ouch. But some monks were so anxious that they didn't care about the friendship of the same disciples, and they grabbed the legs of the chairs.
They hit each other like a wave. In an instant, there was a chaos in the dining room, and the monks and lay monks were fighting.
