The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 154: Popularity (Part 2)

Ye Zhen's heart was shocked, and she stared at the fat monk in front of her in disbelief. He turned out to be a kind of liar.

"You only figured out half of it."

Jue Chen stared at her carefully, then suddenly smiled, and suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's wrist, Ye Zhen was startled, always felt that the old monk's smile was particularly obscene, so she quickly withdrew her hand: "What are you doing?"

"Borrowing a dead body?" Jue An stroked his beard and muttered, "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Ye Zhen was startled, and jumped up suddenly: "Old monk, you... what do you know?"

"All dharmas are empty, but cause and effect are not empty. You will understand in the future. You are a blessed person who has noble people to help you." Jue Chen said with a smile.

Thinking of something, he suddenly said: "You are a friend of the girl who copied the scriptures, right? I mean, you look a little familiar, squatting at the door of my Yuelao Palace every day to peek, you have nothing to do, right?"

"What is the meaning of what the master just said? I will understand what it means in the future?"

"Oh, curiosity killed the cat, do you know, the secret must not be leaked." Jue Chen said shaking his head.

"It's only good for you if you get close to that girl, not bad." Jue An pointed to the Buddhist beads on Ye Zhen's wrist.

"All things have spirits, only my Buddha Dharma is boundless, Amitabha." Jue An pretended to be profound and said.

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Unknowingly, Jingyun walked to the door of the guest courtyard.

"Master Jingyun?"

Jing Yun raised her head, she was an old woman with slightly chubby cheeks, she saw surprise in Jing Yun's eyes.

Jing Yun smiled slightly: "Lady Hu."

The old woman in front of her is Hu Xiangyue, who has accumulated wealth for many years. She is a wealthy person and the most devout follower of Master. She often donates incense money to the temple and organizes volunteers to give.

Hu Xiangyue glanced at the direction of the west guest room, and asked, "Master Jingyun, the bhikkhuni who lived there recently came to visit Master Jueming in the temple? I heard from Master Jingyan that she has been copying the Huayan Sutra for a week. It’s boundless merit.”

"Yes."

Hu Xiangyue thought of something, and suddenly said: "But the surname is Zhu?"

Jing Yun shook his head and smiled: "I only know the name of the Dharma, but I don't know the common name of the mundane world."

"But sixteen or seventeen years old, born as beautiful as a fairy?"

Jing Yun was stunned, his clear eyes were like passing clouds, and he smiled lightly: "The form is empty."

"I'm sorry, Master Jingyun, I didn't mean to offend you. In that case, it's her."

There was a hint of doubt in Jing Yun's eyes.

Hu Xiangyue explained: "There is a wealthy family surnamed Zhu in Jiangzhou. There was a big incident three months ago. The daughter who has been raised by this family for 16 years turned out to be wrong. Da, at the beginning, many people were not optimistic about it. Waiting to see the jokes of the Zhu family, who knows that this real daughter is not only as beautiful as a fairy, gentle and intelligent, but also has a heart of a Bodhisattva. She is young and profound in Buddhism. Jiangzhou Those noble ladies are vying to ask for a meeting, but this Miss Zhu is very low-key. No matter how many people come to Zhu's house, they are turned away. There are still many rumors about her. Apart from her, I can't think of anyone else who has such a It's fixed."

Hu Xiangyue said with emotion.

Jing Yun frowned. It turned out that she had such a life experience, which was more ups and downs than the drama.

"Master Jueming must have given her a good opinion after seeing her, otherwise she wouldn't have let her copy the Huayan Sutra by hand. This is a test for her. My daughter's family can get special care from Master Jueming at such a young age. The future is boundless, the future is boundless..."

While Hu Xiangyue was chattering on the side, Jing Yun stepped into the guest courtyard and walked to the west guest room.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the door of the guest room, which had been concealed, was blown open a crack.

The girl was not affected by the strong wind, and she didn't even notice that there were two people standing in front of the door, lowering their heads and hanging their wrists seriously.

The skirt is blown by the wind, misty and lonely, and the snow lotus is like frost and cold.

Hu Xiangyue exclaimed: "Such a demeanor, it really is Miss Zhu."

Jing Yun watched quietly, twirling the beads with his fingertips, and the twinkling peach blossom eyes conveyed the meaning of Qingming's compassion.

The master realized the supreme Bodhi in her body, not in the scriptures, but in the mundane world.

He had always been half-ignorant, but at this moment, he seemed to have a sudden epiphany.

Come from the world of mortals, go from the world of mortals.

The road to the road has never been smooth sailing.

Jing Yun smiled slightly, turned and left.

Hu Xiangyue glanced at Jingyun's back, and suddenly became taller and more resolute.

If Master Jingyun did not become a monk, there must be many women who like him, his granddaughter...

Bah, what are you thinking.

Hu Xiangyue immediately clasped her hands together and bowed in the direction of the Daxiong Palace: "Buddha forgive me, this disciple didn't mean to offend..."

Hu Xiangyue looked at the girl in the room who was seriously writing, and said with emotion: "Miss Zhu really deserves her reputation..."

"Follow the flow of life and death, and enter the great river of love. The river of love dries up, and you will be relieved." As the tip of the pen fell and the ink marks formed lines, Ming Jing frowned and murmured.

"It's hard to get rid of life and death. It's only because of love. All living beings have a constant root of love. They don't know where to go when they go astray. Only by drying up the river of love can they finally be liberated."

Hu Xiangyue praised: "Miss Zhu is transcribing the scriptures with all her heart. I believe that after all this, her cultivation will definitely improve."

It was already ten days later when Ming Jing went down the mountain.

The sky is high and the air is crisp, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Jingfeng personally sent her down the mountain, and there were many heads lying behind the door, secretly looking at her.

After twenty days in the temple, she has become a celebrity in the temple.

On the 20th, I hand-copied 80 volumes of the Huayan Sutra. After passing my master's Dharma eyes, I got a sentence: the heart has nowhere to live, and both can perish.

To not be attached to a relationship is to enter the realm of the emptiness of the three rounds, what kind of practice does this have to do.

Although not obsessed with appearance, it is human nature to pursue beauty, and entering Buddhism does not mean abandoning nature, especially the young monks who have just entered Buddhism, looking at the back of the fluttering white clothes, they can't help but be fascinated.

"Master Jingfeng, Master Jingyun hasn't seen him for the past few days, but is he in retreat?" Ming Jing asked.

Jingfeng said: "Back to senior sister, senior brother has gone down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?"

Jingfeng shook his head, but said no more.

Ming Jing didn't ask any more questions, and went down the mountain with Ye Zhen.

"Master Mingjing wait for me." Hu Xiangyue chased him out.

Ming Jing stopped and looked back.

Hu Xiangyue caught up and said out of breath, "Master Mingjing is going back to Jiangzhou?"

Der Spiegel nodded.

Hu Xiangyue wiped the sweat from her forehead: "That's just right, I'm on the same road with Master Ming Jing, can Master Ming Jing give me a ride?"

How could Miss Zhu's family travel without a luxury car?

Ming Jing nodded: "Lady Hu, come with me."

Hu Xiangyue was overjoyed, and immediately went down the mountain with Ming Jing.

Jingfeng watched the voices gradually become blurred among the mountain roads from a distance, turned around and went back to the temple, and saw small heads hidden behind the door, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "If Master knows, I won't spare you all." .”

"Second Senior Brother, when will Senior Sister Mingjing come again?"

"I have no idea."

"Why did senior brother go down the mountain? Did he go to Yunyou?"

"Have you forgotten? Two years ago, the eldest brother's grandmother was seriously ill. His parents came to the center of the temple to beg the elder brother to go home, but the elder brother refused. The elder brother must have gone home. Maybe something happened at home. event."

"What, senior brother has a family?" The little novice who just arrived asked in surprise.

Most of the disciples in the temple are orphans. In order to inherit the Dharma and cultivate outstanding disciples, Zhike monks will go to the orphanage once a year to select children with wisdom roots. After obtaining the consent of the other party, they will become monks. These disciples have no father or mother , has no worries and worries, so it is also suitable for practicing Buddhism.

But it is rare to have a family with parents like the senior brother. Now there are no parents who are willing to let their children become monks.

Everyone was surprised when they heard Jingzhen's words.

Jingfeng glanced at Jingzhen, and said coldly: "Jingzhen, be careful with your words."

Jing Zhen stuck out her tongue.

After Jingfeng left, a group of young novice monks surrounded Jingzhen and questioned the elder brother. In their hearts, the elder brother is sacred and not to be offended, and it is the direction they are chasing.

Jingzhen said in a low voice: "Don't say that I told you. The brothers in the precept hall will definitely punish me if they know about it."

"We promise not to say anything, Brother Jingzhen, don't worry."

Jingzhen coughed, and immediately a little novice rushed to bring him water, Jingzhen rubbed his legs, and immediately a little novice brought him a stool.

Only then did Jingzhen say leisurely: "In Yunzhou City, there is a family named Liu. The husband and wife are loving, and they have a pair of children. They are smart, lively and cute, especially their son, who is a well-known child prodigy. The family lives happily. One day, when the child prodigy was ten years old, something happened suddenly at home..."

The floating clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the silk must change like a gray dog.

The clouds pass by, and the wind passes without a trace.

"His mother blamed his younger sister's death on him, and beat and scolded him frequently. His father was also useless, messing around outside. I don't know how many children were raised. Later, he drank Drunk, almost beat their mother and son to death, was found by the neighbors and sent to the hospital, they were lucky enough to save their lives. Later, Master Jueming passed by and saw that he was very intelligent, so he took him away. Two years ago, his black heart Rotten Gan's father didn't know how to find out his whereabouts, so he came to the temple to look for him, saying that his grandmother was seriously ill and wanted to see him before she died, but was rejected by Master Jingyun, who knew that his shameless father was in the temple He made a big fuss, and finally called the police to stop it. Master Jingyun is a hard-working person, but fortunately he has the roots of wisdom and can think for himself, otherwise, how can someone with a weak mind survive these things."

Ye Zhen was surprised: "Master Jingyun has such a tragic life experience, so he left this time...?"

"I only found out when his father came to make trouble in the temple two years ago. After all, Master Jingyun is kind. Maybe he went home to fulfill his filial piety. After repaying his birth and nurturing grace, he will have nothing to worry about." Hu Xiangyue said secretly I looked in the mirror.

Ming Jing's lips and cheeks were smiling, soft as a spring breeze, his brows were neither sad nor happy, and the fairy spirit on his body seemed to be stronger than when he saw it before.

The beauty and clarity of the whole body made people dare not look directly at it, for fear of profaning it.

Hearing such a tragic story, he didn't have any emotion on his face. Is the master always so calm?

Du Ze saw three figures coming down the mountain from a distance, and immediately greeted them respectfully.

"Miss."

The young lady seemed to have changed slightly since the last time they parted, and he couldn't tell exactly what changed.

Ming Jing closed his eyes and rested his mind along the way, and Hu Xiangyue didn't dare to say too much.

These twenty days have tempered the mind, but depleted the body.

Ming Jing's right hand was numb and stiff, and he was already unconscious, so he had to recuperate for a while.

"Mingjing, your phone." Ye Zhen handed the phone to Mingjing.

Ming Jing opened his eyes and stretched out his left hand to take it.

Ye Zhen's eyes fell on her right hand, and she pursed her lips.

"Mingjing, you're hot hahaha." Zheng Qing's exaggerated laughter came from the phone.

Ding Jing took the phone a little further away.

"You're on the mountain, and your cell phone has no signal, so you don't know it. The show started a week ago, and you became popular. The advertisers almost blow up my cell phone."

Ming Jing looked up at Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen shook her head: "The signal on the mountain is up and down, I don't have much access to the Internet."

Going to bed early and getting up early every day in the temple, listening to Zen lectures by the masters, and staying away from the smoky online world, she felt much more peaceful.

She was the one who was most reluctant to leave Hanshan Temple.

"The dress you wore and the bag you were carrying became instant hits, and the online counterfeit models were all over the place. That Xiao Wenwen said on the Internet that you want Qu Feitai's idiot fans to attack you. This clumsy method makes me laugh to death. , Lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, now netizen beauty is justice, you two are in the same frame, do you know how miserable it is to crush her? This villain still wants to find her benefactor to cut you off, find water Junhei, I am a person, everything is good, but there is one thing that is not good, ruthless, hehe, I can only do it to others in the same way, Zhou Nan's stuff, the old lady is playing with the leftovers , she holds it as a treasure."

Zheng Qing chattered a lot. Ming Jing looked at the scenery outside the window, from the endless farmland to the bustling high-rise buildings. During her penance in the mountains day and night, her name, through a TV variety show, became popular all over Huaguo. High streets and alleys.

A sixteen-year-old girl named Ming Jing lived in everyone's heart like a beautiful dream ever since.

The incomparable beauty cannot be described by any amount of words in the world, and the elegance and calmness of her gestures, her erudition and thoroughness cannot be erased by slander and slander in a few words.

Society and technology are developing rapidly, and people's living standards have improved. Similarly, they can no longer find pure happiness. People are impetuous, anxious, and out of breath under the pressure of mountains. People urgently need An outlet to vent the unwillingness and depression in the heart, unscrupulous and self-righteous attacks, abuse, and slandering anyone and things that make them unhappy on the Internet, all of which are vividly reflected in the brainless fans of celebrities, this is a product of the times It is also sad for the human race.

All of this came to an abrupt end at eight o'clock in the evening on August 18th, when a program called Three Meals a Day started broadcasting.

Whether you are a show fan or a star fan, or just an ordinary viewer who is bored and turns on the TV, in the early morning mountain mist, you see the scene of a girl in white gradually coming out of the smoke. No special effects or filters are needed. A pair of eyes that can see light can see the most exquisite and natural beauty in this world.

All languages ​​and characters will be eclipsed and pale in front of such beauty.

A slight smile is like a pure lotus blooming, which seems to heal all the anxiety and depression in the world.

So the wind lightened, the clouds lightened, breathing became smoother, and vision became brighter...

See her knowledge of physics at her fingertips, see her make soup with bare hands, see her kindness when she massages Zhao Xinrong, see her turn and leave in the face of Xiao Wenwen's arrogant provocation, and see her calm and composed in front of the big star who has attracted much attention calm...

It turns out that there is such a kind of person in the world, Xiao Wenwen's sweet and playful, in front of the peerless character, is like a weed on the side of the road, unsightly.

Those "brainless fans" who were carrying the fury of thunder and were ready to teach this ignorant newcomer a good lesson suddenly died down.

In their eyes, Qu Feitai, who was perfect and handsome, became cautious and eclipsed in front of this girl.

While the world is caught by this girl, occupying their hearts, discussing her clothes, hairstyle, and everything about her, no one knows that this girl, who should be surrounded by applause and flowers, is living in the youth day after day. Among the ancient Buddha lamps, under the shadow of the waning candle and the moon, the plain hand holds the pen, and the paper falls to enlightenment.

All kinds of dharmas in the world are like illusions. If one can know this way, one's mind will not be moved.

For example, seeing in a dream, all kinds of different appearances, the same is true in the world, no difference from dreams.