Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 3: You and I are at ease

In the autumn rain at night, with desolation, quietly knocking on the eaves,

It slid down with the **** of the old roof,

Drop by drop, it shattered on the stone steps in front of the water-proof door, blooming desolate white flowers.

In the originally silent room, the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly sounded.

The voice clearly did not use any power, but it contained an indescribable magic power that could make people feel at ease.

A simple sentence, read out by someone else, and read out by the voice, will have a completely different result.

Others read the words...

The voice read the meaning...

Others are parrots, reading whatever they see.

The voice was like a divine hand swaying the clouds in the sky, just like the clear moon hanging in the sky, making people unable to extricate themselves from it.

In the house, the two wolf demons had closed their eyes for a long time. With the guidance of this voice, they were led to the Pure Land, and their hearts were peaceful... Many places that had not been enlightened were actually loosened.

Outside the house...

Beyond the back fence, there are people.

The dim light outlines the outline of an ascetic.

The ascetic saluted in front of him with his right hand, holding a meditation staff in his left hand, wearing straw sandals, and there were heavy shackles between his legs, so that his stride could never be too large.

He wears a hat,

At this time, the rain was falling down the bamboo hat, some directly on the wet mud with some withered grass roots, and some on the mottled twelve tin rings of the meditation staff that drooped from all directions.

In this world, all monks who can use a Zen staff, to some extent, have the power or reputation recognized by the world.

But that's exactly what a true monk doesn't need.

Real monks want nothing but fruitful results.

Power is just taken along the way and relying on it, so that you can go farther and see more.

If it is necessary to give up one's strength to achieve fruition, then I am afraid that every true monk will agree without hesitation.

This ascetic is like a bronze statue in a rainy night, standing still outside the fence, as motionless as a mountain.

He encountered the two wolf demons on his way, and he followed them all the way for fear that the demons would harm people.

But now that the wolf demon has entered the mortal's house and has exposed its fangs, this ascetic should have shot...

This is what he came here for.

However, the ascetic did not move.

Because, he... is listening.

The scriptures are not long. After about a stick of incense, the recitation has been completed.

The two wolf demons raised their heads and found that the teenager who was obviously just an ordinary person was still sitting in the dark.

I don't know why...

At this time, the mood of the two demons has undergone great changes, and the evil thoughts when they came have caused the two demons to suffer in their hearts.

They knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, their black hair falling from their temples, and they rustled along with the trembling and torment in their hearts at this time.

In the darkness, there was a loud gasp, and the two demons were so immersed in the flames of sinful karma that the illusion of **** and the boundless sea of ​​suffering were born in front of them.

They never thought, just listening to a scripture, that this would happen.

Da...

Da...

Da...

Light footsteps sounded, and their hearts beat with the footsteps.

Then, the two demons only felt a big hand covering their heads.

Large hands gently stroked their hair.

A voice like daigo empowerment came from the darkness above:

"Do more good deeds."

These four characters were like life-saving straws that fell before the eyes of the two demons, and they broke free from the burning karma.

With the big hand covering their heads, the two demons felt inexplicably at ease.

The flame of sin, the illusion of hell, is slowly disappearing, and the turbulent mind is slowly calming down.

And in this violent shock, they only felt that their souls were washed, and when they opened their eyes, they only felt a lot more peaceful.

The two wolf demons who turned into women did not know that they had met the great power. Although this Danon looked like an ordinary human being, it must be a great power.

Therefore, the two demons hurriedly kowtowed, gave a big salute, and then slowly withdrew respectfully.

Peace has returned to the house.

Xia Ji was sitting in Qiu Yu's house, quietly waiting for Miao Miao's return.

A short while later, he heard footsteps again, the crisp sound of the shackles bumping lightly, and the crashing sound of metal rings.

The footsteps were slow and slow, and they quickly reached the door.

After a moment of silence, there was a knock on the door.

"The monks passed by here and wanted to go inside to avoid the rain."

When Xia Ji heard the voice, there was a clear understanding in his heart that "it really is."

The Amitabha Buddha in the previous life must have encountered the wolf demon, but the Amitabha Buddha at that time had not grown up, and he could not deal with the wolf demon with his own ability...

And the monk who knocked on the door at this time explained the problem.

This is most likely a Buddhist powerhouse. When he saw a wolf demon on the road, he was afraid of causing trouble, so he followed.

And after that, he didn't know whether "Amitabha was seen by the host of a large temple" and whether it had anything to do with the ascetic monk.

However, Xia Ji heard the ascetic's words, but did not answer.

Because he understood that this ascetic came here not to shelter from the rain, but just after listening to him recite the scriptures, and wanted to see him and see if there was an opportunity for enlightenment.

If you are sheltering from the rain, you can enter the house.

If you ask for the Tao, but it doesn't work.

So, he didn't answer, but sat quietly in front of the bench, concentrating, as if he had completely forgotten the person outside the door.

The ascetic only asked once, but instead of asking a second time, he took three steps back and stood in the autumn rain, letting the autumn rain wash his body.

An hour later.

In the ordinary thatched hut, the calm voice of the young man finally came.

"You've been standing in the rain, what's your wish?"

The ascetic monk was stunned for a moment, but he said frankly: "The monks have come to this point and want to go inside to avoid the rain."

The voice of a young man floated out from the house: "The gods have exhausted their energy in order to seek the supreme enlightenment, and they have spent their entire lives, or they have achieved nothing. If you just seek this way of the Dao with ordinary determination, I think it will be in vain. ."

The ascetic smiled slightly, and suddenly his power was suddenly broken, and his right hand was directly broken in half and fell into the rain.

His face was painless and painless, as if the body was not his.

Then, bent down and picked up the broken arm, and said softly, "I am a monk, I have broken my arm."

Then a voice came from the house: "May I ask."

The ascetic stood in the rain of the night, silent for a moment, and said word by word: "My heart can never be quiet, I beg you to be at ease for me."

A voice came from the house: "Take out your heart and let me put it on for you."

The sound itself contains infinite tranquility.

It seems that everything between heaven and earth has settled down.

There is no more hustle and bustle, only the dialogue between the people in the door and the people outside the door.

If it was a normal conversation, this ascetic would never have cared about it...

But at this time, the seemingly simple and bizarre dialogue between the two people hides infinite Zen.

Therefore, the ascetic said with a painful expression: "I have been in the world for 20 years, and I have been tireless, just asking for my heart...but I can't find it, and I can't find it."

When his voice fell, he showed hope...

Because ~IndoMTL.com~ just listened to a sutra, he knew that the person in this room was a master who was well versed in the Dharma.

The chance is like this, is it a drink or a peck, it's all fixed.

He followed this fixed number, this opportunity, and asked this question.

Long time...

Six words slowly came out from the house:

"You and I are at ease."

The ascetic was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, these six words were like thunder from nine days, heavily bombarding the shackles in his heart.

The clouds are gone, and the haze is clear.

What I couldn't ask for in twenty years, I got enlightenment at once.

Drinking with a bang, it's nothing like this.

Long time...

The ascetic knelt down on his knees, put his meditation staff aside, and bowed his head reverently: "Thank you."