083 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 82

Side Story of the Eminent Monk: The First Life of Huai’an

The first time I met her was in Xianglan Temple.

Her eyes are like a deer in spring, and her charming face is as bright as peach blossoms.

Just looking at her, I couldn’t control my panicked heartbeat.This hall was crowded with pilgrims every day, and the people who came to worship the Buddha were all very pious, but her eyes were clear and direct, and her meaning of inquiry was very magnanimous.

I met her in the pavilion of the monastery.

Poetry, calligraphy and painting, Buddhism, everything is discussed.More often, we play chess.Her chess style is as pure as her eyes, and her occasional sly and charming smile makes my heart wrinkle.

She wears colorful clothes, whether rich or elegant, as soft as willow smoke.

The snow-white skin she occasionally exposed was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, making my eyes dazzled and my ears ringing.

I struggled to suppress my wandering Zen mind, and after returning to the Zen room, I knelt in front of the Buddha statue and recited sutras.When I was very young, my master told me that I was a disciple hand-picked by the Buddha. Having never learned Sanskrit, when I read those Sanskrit sutras, I felt so intimate and as comfortable as the texture of my skin.

My Dharma progressed rapidly, far surpassing that of all my brothers and sisters. Naturally, I followed my master’s legacy and became the abbot and chief lecturer of Xianglan Temple.

I keep in mind the clear rules and precepts of Buddhism, and there is no pain if I don’t move.But once the Zen mind is moved, it is like drinking poison to quench thirst, unable to stop.

I thought that as long as I could still hold the beads in my hands and recite sutras, I could maintain this superficial calm.But one day, she was harmed by Huai Kong Huai Min and was poisoned by a strange poison.Her face is like the clouds in the sky. Sometimes the sky is covered with dark clouds, and sometimes the sky is filled with red clouds – she actually loves me.

At that moment, I didn’t know whether it was regret or surprise. No scripture could suppress my move.

I saw beautiful scenery that I had never seen in Buddhist scriptures in my life, like the bliss of the West.

I broke the rules.

I put Huairen in charge of the temple and moved me out of the temple secretly to prevent Xianglan Temple from being made trouble.After some planning, I came to Xiangshan and spent the most magnificent and quiet years in my life. How wonderful it would be if, as she said, we could travel around Tianzhu and stay together for the rest of our lives.

It’s not that I didn’t see the regret in her eyes. When this matter is over, I will tell her that meeting her in Huai’an was destined and arranged by the Buddha.Regardless of luck or calamity, I will never regret it.

But it was too late after all.

When I broke free from the rope and staggered down the mountain, the last scene I saw was her stabbing herself with a knife, which was absolutely miserable.At that moment, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the heartbeat stopped.

“Qingyi…” I heard my own voice, tearing to the extreme.

She would never hear it again.

I vaguely heard a large group of people roaring around me, with words such as “fornication”, “lust and caution” and “shame” coming from the words.

My hand felt as heavy as a thousand pieces, unable to hold up her petite body.

Her face was calm and peaceful, with a smile on her lips. She was such a little fool.

He closed his eyes and crossed his legs, holding the fixed seal beside her, sitting in lotus position.Meditation – the posture I have held for the longest time in my life.The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, the meeting of resentment and hatred, separation from love, and not being able to seek what you want. Even in the entire life, we have never been able to overcome love, life and death, and cannot see through this rolling world of mortals.

I hope that in the next life I will achieve Bodhi.The body is like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and free of dirt.

meet you.

I am the dividing line between cute and cute

They never thought that Huai’an, who had always been solemn, gentle and peaceful, would see Fu Qingyi’s body and call out her name heartbreakingly, with the expressions on his face changing so colorfully.Intertwined with regret, chagrin, regret, reluctance, anger, and extreme sadness.

Then he meditated next to Fu Qingyi’s body, and his expression, which had changed several times, returned to calm, just like all the rivers and mountains returning to the sea.

Huai Kong winked at Master Lin and said, “Sir, with this attitude of the perverted monk, he has personally admitted his crime. Please bring him to justice and restore the reputation of our Buddhist sect!”

Mr. Lin waved his hand, and the officers and soldiers rushed forward. Among them, the dead man of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, under the command of Bin’er, directly waved his sword.

But what happened next shocked and horrified them to the extreme. No matter how much the sword struck Huai’an, it would bounce back and the edge would roll over.When he looked carefully, there was a faint golden light coming from his body, just like the Buddha statue enshrined in the temple.

At this moment, Huairen Wukong arrived. Seeing this situation, they all held Buddha beads in their hands and recited Amitabha Buddha.

The angry Master Lin waved his machete and said angrily: “Xianglan Temple is harboring the obscene monk Huai’an. It is an unforgivable crime. I will immediately request the emperor to seal down Xianglan Temple!”

Wukong slowly finished reciting a verse, and that childish voice had a strange magical power, like a pair of invisible hands caressing the apex of his heart. Even the dead soldier who had cut him the hardest and hardest at the beginning couldn’t help but drop his sword and lower his hands to listen.

After finishing reading, Wukong spoke, his tone was absolutely unquestionable: “Huai’an was moved out a month ago, and his actions have nothing to do with Xianglan Temple. The person who is now enthroned is just Master Wukong. I hope Lin Tanyue has kind thoughts and gives the master’s body to Wukong for worship.”

When everyone present heard this, their expressions changed and they sat down. This is a phenomenon that occurs only when the eminent monk passes away. What’s more, Huai’an’s physical body was not damaged at all under the sword.They were not completely disrespectful to ghosts and gods. Perhaps Fu Jingyu took the lead, and gradually they all dispersed….