Nightfall Chapter 8: Will you go to worship Buddha?
Volume 3, The Eventful Autumn, Chapter 8, Isn’t this going to worship Buddha?
The focus of Ning Que’s questioning was not on the books of heaven—the Ming Script scrolls were always in the academy, and the master wanted to read them at any time—but on the seven volumes. You must know that when Liansheng was invited to Zhishouguan, he could not read it. The Kingdom of Heaven in two volumes. It is really hard for him to imagine that nowadays someone in the world has read the seven books of heaven.
So when he heard the natural answer from the Master, he was shocked and speechless, thinking that even if you are the greatest person in the world, the relationship between the Taoist school and the academy is so bad, how could the Taoist priests know how to treat I can lend you seven books of heaven?
The master knew what he was thinking, and said: "I like reading books. Back then, I really wanted to read the contents of the heavenly books. I can't say that the Taoist priests didn't read it and didn't read it."
Ning Que understood the hidden meaning of the teacher's words, took a breath, and said, "Did you break into Zhishouguan and forcibly read those seven books? How is this different from the robber?" /
The Master was a little embarrassed, and said: "Books are the inheritance of knowledge. They shouldn't be hidden in the mountains and not seen by others. What is the strength of reading?"
In the eyes of the world, the seven-volume heavenly book is the most incomparable. In the academy, especially from the eyes of my teacher, it does not seem to be much different from ordinary books. Since I really want to read it, I must see it—think about it. Ning Que was shocked by this fact, but he was also very proud of it.
Being a Chinese is something to be proud of, especially as a disciple of a college. The prestige left by the little uncle in the world, and the storms that the brothers occasionally discovered, especially those unknown things about the master who are not known to the world, have formed a very special atmosphere, no matter how shy and reserved you are After spending a long time in the atmosphere of the academy, you will eventually become proud unconsciously.
What's more, Ning Que has never been a shy and reserved person. He was amazed, and then he remembered the question he wanted to ask before: "What is the Buddha's message on the Ming scroll?"
The master said: "I said, when you can read the book, you will understand it naturally."
Ning Que remembered that he had read the Ming scroll scroll, thinking about the vague, almost babble, and the rotation of the sun and the moon in the heavenly book, and vaguely guessed that it was the message of the Buddha. I became more and more curious about what that prophecy was, but in his current state, where could he understand?
Whether it is in the back mountain or in the front yard of the college, the learning atmosphere is always free and casual. As the saying goes, Ning Que is not ashamed to ask, and it is natural that Ning Que is not ashamed to ask, and directly said: "Teacher, I really don't understand."
The master sighed and said, "Actually, I can't understand either."
Ning Que looked at the teacher's slightly floating eyebrows, feeling very at a loss. He wondered how could there be words in this world that you can't understand? You are not an ordinary person.
"When the law enters the end, the night comes, the moon appears."
The master looked at the sky full of stars above the cliff, and said: "The previous sentence naturally refers to the era of the end of the Dharma that the Buddha said. The arrival of the night is the invasion of the underworld, but what is the moon? The moon is named after it. , The moon must be a thing of rotation. You said a few words last night tonight, but who has seen it?"
He turned his head and looked at Ning Que and said, "The reason why I don’t understand is that it was originally a prophecy. I said before that if the prophecy is useful, what are we still alive? Since we will live according to our own minds, Then the prediction may not become a reality. Since it may not become a reality, it may never appear in our world. Since it will never appear, how can we understand?"
This passage is a little bit awkward, but Ning Que heard it very clearly. He probably understood the teacher’s attitude towards Ming scrolls. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked, “Since the prophecy of Buddhism is not important, why should the disciple go bad? Kesi?"
The master asked back: "What is the most famous of Lanke Temple?"
"Want to be a monk?"
Ning Que thought this way in his heart, but knew that if he said this answer, he would definitely be scolded by the teacher. Suddenly he remembered those rumors about Prince Longqing before he entered Chang'an, thinking about the life of Master Liansheng Some of the important nodes of the squad, some dare not be sure to ask: "Is it... to argue?"
He had answered carefully and cautiously enough, but he did not expect that the answer would still make the Master extremely dissatisfied.
The master was annoyed and said: "You said I came and I said you, that's a little child who loves you. A group of practitioners just talk about the wrong world if they don't do business, and they are used to fool those scholars and Taoists who have good mysticism. That’s all, it’s the Liansheng and Lanke Temple's young monks that caused this bad ethos."
Ning Que asked: "What is the most famous of the Lanke Temple?"
The master said: "How is it written on the invitation? Lanke Temple is of course the most famous festival."
Ning Que said with some irritation: "Even if the Yulan Festival is famous, what does it have to do with me?"
The master said: "The Yulan Festival is the Ghost Festival. It started countless years ago. The source is the legend of the invasion of the underworld. The sacrifice to the ghost is the most important content. At the beginning, the world begged for the underworld. The later ritual, in other words, is to send a message to the underworld, saying that you will have a good time there, don't think about the human side. "
Ning Que realized that the Yulan Festival was actually related to the legend of the underworld, and was surprised.
The master continued: "Yulan was originally a Taoist festival, but I don’t know why... It’s probably because Haotian believers felt that they were a little embarrassed to come forward to do this kind of thing, and then they gradually evolved into a dojo of incense and Buddhist music. It’s just that as the years get older, most people forget the origin of this holiday."
Ning Que said: "If the underworld is really going to invade, how can you say a few good things to pass it? Besides, I think if there is underworld, people there will not like to eat incense and candle ingots."
The master patted his thigh heavily and said, "Yeah! Why do you still need to practice spiritually when you say good things? So I have been thinking that the two Taoist and Buddhist schools are doing this Yulan Festival, I am afraid that I want to use the Buddha's light to calm the underworld. "
As long as people speak up, people will shoot the thighs. The master is also more excited at this time, but he thinks that the action of shooting the thighs looks a bit inelegant, which does not match the image of his own high mountain, so he did not shoot. Instead, he patted Ning Que's thigh heavily.
Feeling the pain in his leg, Ning Que's face suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth. Before he could cry out, he listened to the second half of the teacher's words and suddenly forgot the pain.
"Suppress...underworld...is the entrance to the underworld at Lanke Temple?"
The master didn’t pay attention to his expression at all, and said: “There are countless Buddhist temples in the world where Yulan is in full bloom, not limited to Lanke Temple... and I have visited many years ago and I haven’t found any entrance to the underworld. You might as well look for it again, maybe it can answer some of your doubts."
The Master said indifferently and casually, but Ning Que was thrilling to hear. Thinking of suppressing the four characters of the underworld, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his skin was very itchy, and it seemed that some black smoke was about to seep out of his pores. , You must know that the people of Buddhism are now suspecting that he is the son of Hades. Going to Lanke Temple to participate in the Yulan Festival, isn't it waiting to be suppressed by the ten thousand Buddha light? Is it going to be suppressed under the mountain for five hundred years?
The mountain breeze between the cliffs and cliffs, the wisteria fruit hanging in the rain corridor swaying with the wind, shaped like a copper bell but without a clear sound, only a few light pops were heard, and the ripe fruit fell to the ground. When the pulp came out, the unique fragrance of wisteria's fatness and freshness intertwined suddenly.
Ning Que thought for a long time, and plucked up the courage to ask: "Teacher, what is the son of Hades?"
The master looked at the night cloud in front of the two masters and apprentices, and said: “According to the records in the Guangming Sutra and Ming scrolls of the Xuankong Temple, the Pluto has 70,000 children. Every day and night before the invasion of the underworld, there will be A son of Pluto came to the world as a herald and guide for the coming of night."
"Guide?" Ning Que repeated in surprise.
The master said: "Of course night comes requires guidance, just as light needs guidance. Of course, I have been thinking over the years whether it is guidance or projection."
Ning Que lowered his head again and remained silent for a long time, until the night became deeper and the stars faint, and the night clouds between the cliffs became as dark as ink, then he said: "Teacher, if I really are the son of Pluto, you will kill Me?"
The master looked at him and laughed, and again said naturally: "Of course."
Ning Que raised his head and looked at him, eyes full of innocence and pity, just like a kitten squinting just after opening his eyes, incomparably beautiful because of hunger and fear of a strange world.
"Everyone's life is unique. Even if countless lives in the world add up, it is only as unique as mine. Teacher, you can't imagine it."
The master looked at him and said solemnly: "To replace the safety of hundreds of millions of people in the world with one's own life is the work of a heroic saint. If there is such a day, I hope you can stop yourself as a teacher."
Ning Que naturally disagreed, and said angrily: "I said that the first brother is a benevolent man, and the second brother is a man of lofty ideals. I am just a selfish villain. I don't even want to be a man of lofty ideals. Where do I want to be a saint, teacher It’s a bit too much for you to arouse me with such words."
The master suddenly laughed.
Listening to the laughter, Ning Que felt a little at a loss.
The master looked at him and said admiringly: "It’s not bad. Since it’s good to be a human being, why must you be a saint? You guys think thoroughly. From the perspective of a teacher, since you can think correctly, in the future Presumably you won’t do any messy things, I’m very pleased, haha."
In the night, laughter that was too hearty or even arrogant, echoed in the cliff, and then gradually disappeared. Ning Que was still at a loss and didn't know what to say.
The master looked at him with a smile and said: "The son of Pluto needs to be defined, but it cannot be defined by humans. It can only be defined by yourself. Just as humans are humans because we believe that we are humans, and only we can give humans. It cannot be defined by Haotian or other existences."
Ning Que said with a bitter smile: "Teacher's words are very reasonable... The students are not flattering, they really feel that they are reasonable, but only you are qualified to say such things."
The master said: "I didn't say this, but your little master said it back then."
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(Go to massage, I wish you all a happy weekend.)
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