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Three Ye Xiang’s Journey (Part 1)

Life, you are just a pot with a fire underneath and my long live Hengdao quotes on the top.

The dialogue between Ye Xiang and the old monkey was still going on, and the other party used some sour words from time to time, beating around the bush to hurt the Lord World Honored One, Mount Sumeru, and the Buddha’s face, which gave Ye Xiang a headache, but he couldn’t possibly Talking about human feelings with this natural stone monkey, I know I can’t understand it, so I started to feel that my buttocks are soaked in red hot pot bright soup full of red peppers and peppers, which is very uncomfortable, slippery and smooth Greasy and numb.

Finally he couldn’t bear it anymore, clasped his hands together and said: “Amitabha, great sage”

Before the words were finished, the old ancestor’s wild laughter sounded again: “Manjusri, this is the sixth time in your life that you have paid homage to Amitabha Buddha without any choice. This Guiyuan Temple is not the Pure Land sect, and you are not Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Western Pure Land. It’s the deadly enemy of Mount Sumeru, Amitabha Buddha, your head.”

Ye Xiangyi said in embarrassment: “So what?” Immediately he rolled his eyeballs, and said with a smile: “The great sage really wants this little monk to recognize the dignity of Manjushri Bodhisattva.”

The old ancestor said: “No matter what it is, you must know who you are, so that you can stand on your own ground and make the choice that best suits your interests. Yes, I just want to force you to admit that you are Manjusri”

“Don’t force me.” Ye Xiang smiled and said, “If I were Manjusri, I would call you a monkey.”

There was a little silence in the hut, and the old ancestor’s scolding finally came out: “You little monk is so disrespectful.”

Ye Xiang said innocently: “In the memory of the Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva has been calling you a monkey for seven or eight hundred years on Mount Sumeru. You were supposed to call you to fight against the Buddha, but you said that the Buddha is a fake. It doesn’t matter.” Meaning, it’s better to call you a monkey to make out according to the old rules.”

The old ancestor was at a loss for words. When Ye Xiang was the number one Bodhisattva, although the two of them could not be said to be intimate, they had some friendship after all. The old monkey and the old monkey, as the great Manjusri Bodhisattva, could only call out, this is already Five hundred years have passed, and the Manjushri Bodhisattva in this world is a young monk who was watched by the old monkey from childhood to adulthood. If he wants to spit out the word “old monkey” from the young monk’s mouth, he will be happy to respond Now, this taste is really not very authentic.

So the old ancestor coughed twice, determined to fool this appellation case, grinned and shouted: “My family said, Ye Xiang, you don’t go to heaven, are you going to stay in the provincial capital for the rest of your life? My disciple has always been with you!” You are good friends, and your relationship is true, could it be that you just watched him suffer in the sky, and now you clearly have the supernatural power of a great Bodhisattva, but you ignore him, I’m afraid it’s a little unreasonable.”

The old ancestor was only worried about whether Yi Tianxing and Xiao Yi Zhu would live in peace or not, so every word and every sentence lured Ye Xiangseng to go to heaven to help fight.

Ye Xiangseng smiled bitterly and said: “Old ancestor, I have served you in this temple for more than 20 years, why are you not afraid that I will suffer even worse after I go to heaven?” In the Buddhist world where the Pure Land dominates, he is undoubtedly the number one wanted criminal in the Pure Land. If he rashly went to heaven and killed his Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva for dozens of generations, how could he be easily let go.

The old ancestor was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long while, he said quietly: “You are the first one on Mount Sumeru. If you are not brave enough to take up the many problems after the Buddha disappeared, who will take the responsibility? My apprentice watched Pu Xian sit and melt with his own eyes, and he has carried it for five hundred years, so you can’t bear it?”

Ye Xiang was also silent for a while, and said: “It’s not that I can’t bear it, it’s not that I can’t bear it, it’s just that I can’t bear it.”Knowing the way to go, there is still great doubt in a dust-free heart. He raised his eyes full of clear light, looked at the lonely figure of the old monkey on the stone steps, suddenly felt sour, and sighed: “The master threw the boy into the world, I told you about it. how she said it”

The old ancestor stood up, and the surrounding diamond subduing magic circle buzzed, as if he was very afraid. He said indifferently: “Trapped in the human world for hundreds of years, I have tried several times to break the cassock and the Buddha’s light formation, but there is always a small gap between me and the Buddha’s ability.”

Perhaps, this is a rare confession in Lao Hou’s life that he can’t compare to someone.

He went on to say: “The next day, Guanyin Bodhisattva descended from the sky and said that he would send a boy to the world to help me out of trouble. At that time, I was worried about the life and death of my master. I wondered what he had suffered for hundreds of years. So I promised the Bodhisattva that I would take the boy in and help him practice. At that time, the thoughts in my heart were naturally selfish. If the boy in my heart can help me out of trouble, it doesn’t matter if I teach him a little bit.”

The old monkey smiled slightly, and the monkey hair outside the neckline of the light pink tight underwear trembled slightly: “Later, Yi Tianxing, a fool, was lured into Guiyuan Temple by me, and then he fought with those monks in the world. , I am afraid that these are all the trainings arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

“It was also after Yi Tianxing entered Guiyuan Temple that he had a quarrel with that little girl from Qin.” The old ancestor said darkly: “That time was the closest I was to getting out of trouble. It’s exactly the same , I believed the words of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. It seems that the boy’s birth may really help me out of trouble. But I never expected that things would develop more and more complicated later. I was very worried about Yi Tianxing from the beginning. I’m afraid that he will be mixed into those broken things in the Buddha’s land. In that spring dream, you led a group of Buddhist surnames on Mount Sumeru to find the Buddha, so I had no choice but to quickly enter his consciousness and drive you away. This matter.”

“It was that dream. I was in the boy’s dream. In my dream, dozens of golden arhats had a dream, but I slowly woke up.” Ye Xiangseng, who was sitting on the wall, sighed.

“In this life, the boy hates others to control his life the most. In addition, he has a clear face and a delicate mind. I’m afraid he has already seen these things clearly, but he just deliberately didn’t point them out. Thinking about countless years ago, the Buddha broke the law since ancient times. Returning empty, bring back a kind of fire, the fire gradually cultivates the form of honesty and benevolence, and enters the world and is reborn as a prince. The Buddha ordered me, Puxian, Guanyin, elders, monks, laymen, and night gods to share with the boy. To study Buddhism. At that time, the people in Mount Sumeru had doubts about what good fortune this boy would have in the future that the Buddha should value so much. Unexpectedly, after fifty-three visits, the Buddha still ordered Guanyin Bodhisattva to travel around with the boy without saying a word.”

“Until the present life after the Buddha disappeared, the boy reappeared in the human world. It seems that there is a faint connection between this disappearance. That’s why I, the people of Mount Sumeru, put the burden of finding the Buddha’s whereabouts on the boy’s shoulders.”

The old ancestor laughed at himself and said: “Even my family seems to have put all the burden of getting out of trouble on this poor apprentice.”

Ye Xiangseng smiled and said, “The great sage has a deep relationship with the boy as a teacher and disciple. Even if Guanyin Bodhisattva didn’t plan secretly, I’m afraid he wouldn’t see you growing up in that cottage and suffering.”

The old ancestor was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a cold voice: “I’m afraid, this master-disciple relationship was also secretly designed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. If this is the case, this relationship is unavoidably dangerous. All my life, I hate others to take advantage of these two things.” A word, if Guanyin Bodhisattva really has some dangerous thoughts, my family, my family” He suddenly stopped, because he found that even if he was being used by that Bodhisattva, he seemed unable to move his heart.

After all, he had already been “willingly” used by her once on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures more than a thousand years ago.

“Namowo Buddha.” Ye Xiangseng respectfully praised: “There are fifty-three ginseng in the front and fifty-three ginseng in the back. Such a complicated thing must have been designed by the Buddha himself. The great sage doesn’t need to worry too much, just look at it with the little monk. How did this end?”

“Don’t read it.” The old monkey pinched his fingers lightly, and the wine bottle containing the blue fruit wine was subconsciously turned into a pale white powder by him, “Wait a few more months, if there is no news from the sky, my family will have to wait again.” Try it once.”

“Alright, if I’m in the provincial capital then, I’ll come and take care of the cassock.” Ye Xiangseng raised his head and glanced at the thing that has been floating in the sky. It clearly has the ability to calm the mind and calm the mind, but it makes people extremely troubled. A large cassock of cyan light and shadow.

In an understatement, one monkey and one Bodhisattva set the stage for the shocking event that will happen a few months later.

“If you’re in the provincial capital,” the old ancestor shrugged his forehead and said, “You don’t go to heaven, and you dare to run around. You don’t know how to fight. It’s too far away from my house. Be careful not to be eaten alive.” Slightly.”

Ye Xiangseng laughed and said, “The boy is alone in the sky, so I have to do something. Although I can’t go up, I can always lure some people down.”

I took the train from the provincial capital to Taiyuan, then found a noisy bus station, and got on an Iveco outside the station. Ye Xiangseng was wearing a windbreaker and a mask, looking like a traveler with a cold.

Now that the world is so cold, the passengers on the side will not cast unnecessary attention, but show a feeling of disgust and avoidance on their faces. Instead, the waiter on the bus asked him a few words and poured him a glass of boiled water.

Ye Xiangseng thanked him in a hurry, and then sat quietly by the car and looked at the scenery outside the window. With his current magical powers, he wanted to travel all over China in a short time, but it was actually notdifficult thing. But for some reason, he seems to be very concerned about this trip. He deliberately sits with the secular crowd, sits on secular vehicles, and looks at the scenery in the secular world.

It’s like saying goodbye to this world who has lived for many years.

Only then did he deeply understand why Yi Tianxing has been stubbornly and persistently embedding himself in the secular life, and never let go until the end.

In the secular world, there is also real interest.

Look at the wild flowers on both sides of the road, the dusty ash trees are weak, and occasionally passers-by with different faces are sitting or walking, or driving donkeys, walking on the not wide road, busy with specific things in life, Some grains that Ye Xiangseng did not know were sprinkled on the road. He was a little surprised. It is May now, so it is time to harvest

Above the secular world, the way of thinking is different. And Buddhism has always paid attention to transforming the world, because it feels that the world lives in the present, but they cannot detach themselves and see the essence of things clearly. And what is the nature of things? Ye Xiangseng asked himself this way. He is the Bodhisattva, the seat of the Buddha, and he is known as the most intelligent person. But things have developed to this day, and he seems to be a little at a loss. What is the nature of life?

Living in the present moment, if it is only the superficial happiness and happiness, but does not see the countless sufferings in the samsara, then why wake up these busy or leisurely people in the world? Let these people who have no ability to change everything know more truth After that, their current life will be more comfortable

Ye Xiangseng breathed lightly, the weather in the north was cold, a cloud of white mist spit out from his mouth, and condensed on the car window. He stretched out his finger and carefully wrote a few words on the patch of water vapor.

It was at this time that he thought of the two old men, Chen Sanxing and Liang Siniu. After all the people from the heavens were killed by the forces of the world, these two old men went back to Wo Niu Mountain to smoke bacon.

“If people think that death is the end, it may not be a bad thing.” Ye Xiangseng thought with a smile, and took his fingers back from the car window.

The moisture on the car window was smeared by thin fingers into a strangely shaped face, with facial features, but the shape could not be seen clearly, and I don’t know what he wrote earlier.

Arriving at Mount Wutai, a place Ye Xiangseng is very familiar with, he left his car and walked slowly up the mountain. Along the way, he could only hear bells ringing and incense burning everywhere. He couldn’t help sniffling, almost sneezed, and said with a wry smile: “I haven’t been here for many years, and the air has become much worse, and the aroma of these incenses is really evil.”

Today’s Mount Wutai still enshrines various statues of Manjusri Bodhisattva on five peaks. Wanghai Temple in the east is for Manjusri of Wisdom, Puji Temple in the south is for Manjusri of Wisdom, Falei Temple in the west is for Manjusri of Lions, and Lingying Temple in North is for Manjusri without scale. However, when Ye Xiangyu came here again hundreds of years later, he was a little at a loss.

This mountain is dedicated to me, why my feeling is so strange, so crowded, it seems that the fragrance of this mountain, this water, this temple all want to expel me from these five peaks.

Ye Xiang didn’t understand that Mount Wutai had already become a tourist attraction, and the monks on the mountain were still worshiping, but it was Brother Kong Fang who was worshiping, so the atmosphere was naturally not very good. He looked at the crowd of tourists, shook his head, and walked to Zhongtai Yanjiao Temple. His current state was Rutong Manjusri, so it was natural to go to Yanjiao Temple.

But when he entered the mountain, he encountered a big obstacle.

That obstacle: tickets.

May is the peak season, and the ticket to enter the mountain is 90 yuan, but I heard from the “black guides” next to me that after entering the mountain, if you want to enter the temple, you have to pay another ticket. Before coming, Ye Xiangseng only took 500 from the counter of the small bookstore. Except for the expenses on the road, he calculated carefully and found that he was a bit stretched.

He stood at the mountain gate, looking at the mountain peak covered by green smoke above, and smiled wryly.

Manjusri Bodhisattva returned home for the first time in five hundred years, and it seemed that he had to evade the fare.

To be continued: