(It’s hard to get a ticket, and it’s hard to get a ticket during the Spring Festival. I really can’t compete with the great gods, so let’s just go to bed...)
The bustling streets, bustling crowds, and the same cries, among which people could not tell the difference between east, west, north and south. Jiao Na suddenly found that she was lost. She ran in such a hurry that she could not even remember the name of the original inn or the name of the street, so
It was impossible to find anyone to ask for directions.
Suzhou City is really big...
Jiao Na suddenly remembered her father's sincere words: "Na'er, the world is so big. This world is always a human world, so we have to change into human forms, learn human language, learn Chinese characters, and know books and etiquette.
Only in this way can we live well in this world. Otherwise, if we don't study and understand, even if we have spiritual orifices, gain wisdom, or gain great power, we will still be beasts that eat blood and drink hair."
What immediately echoed in my ears was Chen Jianchen's instruction: "The world is vast and the earth is vast, and the truth is the greatest..." Many things cannot be solved with just a pair of fists.
For example, now, although Jiao Na can perform a special escape technique and return home directly, after such a large-scale Taoist technique is performed, it will definitely alarm many people, thus exposing her identity. At that time, their father and daughter will
Whether I can continue to stay in Huzhuang is a question.
Although Joanna is reckless, she still has some sense of proportion regarding some fundamental issues of principle.
In this way, standing on the busy street, Jiao Na was like a lone boat, not knowing where to go; and like a lost child, her eyes were confused, and she was helpless...
Suddenly, Jiao Na saw a young monk in white—
There were more than hundreds of people walking on the street. As far as the eye could see, there were all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin. But when the monk in white appeared among them, all the other people seemed to have disappeared and ceased to exist.
.There was only one monk left, holding a Zen staff and an alms bowl in his palm, walking towards us with great strides, as if he was not touched by dust.
Jiao Na's eyes shrank sharply, as if they were being stabbed by needles. She felt an unprecedented sense of danger and opportunity, as if she was being stared at by a goshawk, and the hair all over her body was about to explode.
At this moment, she was sweating coldly, as if she was about to reveal her true form and run away in a hurry.
"Bodhi is not a tree, nor is a bright mirror a stand; my eyes penetrate the heaven and earth, and the truth is everywhere..."
Monk Mingxiao looked at the fiery red little fox not far away, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile that could confuse all living beings.
Buzz!
A very subtle sound came from the alms bowl that came out of his left palm, but no one passing by him noticed that the alms bowl was already three inches away from his hand and was spinning fiercely, as if it would fly away in the next moment.
Go out and put Jiao Na into the alms bowl.
Huh!
At this moment, a person suddenly ran up in front of the vixen and blocked the way - how is it possible? This guy is a little weird, and he can actually block my seventh-turn Dharmakaya True Eye?
Monk Mingxiao frowned, and a circle of golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
The golden light seemed invisible, formed a circle, and turned into the shape of a golden cymbal. It flew past in a whoosh, looking at the space as if there was nothing, and suddenly submerged into the opponent's body.
Keng!
A sound beyond the ears of mortals surged up, and a small glistening sword suddenly jumped out of the other party's body. The whole body was as white as ice, solid and transparent.
Compared with the golden cymbal, the shape of the sword was so small that it was almost negligible. But it was such a small sword, and it faced the golden cymbal without any fear. It didn't need anyone to wield it at all, and it just struck down with a single strike.
puff!
The sword light appears, the golden cymbals break, and they are scattered invisible...
Um?
Monk Mingxiao had just stepped out with his right foot, and it was staying in the void. After a long time, he slowly lowered it and stepped on the solid street.
That is righteousness, righteousness turned into a sword...
Come to think of it, there has been no righteousness in this world for many years. I didn't expect to see it in Suzhou.
Monk Mingxiao had a solemn look on his face, and he grasped the Zen staff tightly.
Chen Jianchen stood in front of Jiao Na, lowered his head and whispered into her ear, telling her the way back to the inn and asking her to get on the carriage and go home first.
When he spoke, he blew his breath onto Jiao Na's delicate jade ears. Somehow, the little vixen's panic quickly calmed down. He lowered his head and left without saying a word.
Chen Jianchen watched her go away, then turned around and came face to face with the extremely elegant monk who was walking slowly over. This was the first time he had seen such an outstanding monk in his life, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud.
Monk Mingxiao came to Chen Jianchen and said calmly: "Donor, you are blocking the way of this poor monk."
Chen Jianchen raised his eyebrows: "Really? But it is said that the Buddhist family has opened the door to convenience, so why not let niches take this path?"
Monk Mingxiao said: "The donor is a scholar, and reading should be a wise thing. However, the poor monk thinks that the donor seems to have strayed into a wrong path, so it is better to turn back and find the right shore as soon as possible."
Chen Jianchen remained motionless and said calmly: "The way of demons is the way of the world. I follow my own way. In the heart of a young man, this shore is not the other shore."
Hearing this, Monk Mingxiao laughed suddenly: "What a 'I will do my own thing' benefactor with a strong mind, but he doesn't know that he has long been stubborn and cannot see through the secrets of the world. He is trapped in a cage. It's a pity, it's a pity."
Chen Jianchen smiled brightly: "Tao is different, and we don't agree with each other. The Taoist family seeks freedom and freedom, but the Buddhism family only asks in vain. And a gentleman and a scholar must be lofty and perseverant."
Monk Mingxiao's eyes flashed, suddenly falling on Chen Jianchen's face, as if he wanted to see clearly. Chen Jianchen didn't flinch, and faced him head-on, tit for tat.
After a while, the monk lowered his eyelids and returned to a compassionate and docile look. He sighed: "Well, since the benefactor has made up his mind, the poor monk will open the door for convenience and the benefactor will do it for his own good."
After saying that, he leaned on his Zen staff, turned around and walked in the other direction.
Chen Jianchen breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly asked loudly at the monk's back: "May I ask where the master became a monk?"
Monk Mingxiao didn't even look back, and said loudly: "The poor monk was born in Jinshan Temple, and his Buddhist name is 'Mingxiao'. If the donor has any wishes, he can come to this temple to talk about it."
After saying that, he strode into the crowd and disappeared.
Jinshan Temple?
After Chen Jianchen came to Suzhou, he had heard this name several times, and had once had the idea of "matching the number". However, when he saw it now, it was not entirely true.
This monk Mingxiao looks young, and he must be good at keeping his appearance. His magic power is unfathomable. If he really moves around, he is no match for him.
Chen Jianchen watched Monk Mingxiao go away, thoughtfully - all forces in this world have surfaced one after another, and the situation is becoming more and more complicated. In comparison, he is still weak.
After staying for a while, he left and returned to Huzhuang.