Xu ranxue and the bald donkey have a meaningless dialogue in sand sculpture. Lu Zhengkang takes the opportunity to give the scholar a breath of inner Qi and help him warm up so that he won't get sick.

The monk who argued with the scholar was called juecuo. He was a middle-aged man with a goatee beard. He was rebellious and unruly. He was not young, and he liked to show off his tongue. He had never lost a fight with his brothers. Today he met his opponent.

After all, Xu ranxue is a scholar with rich knowledge. From time to time, he refutes some famous Confucian sayings, which soon makes the bald ass roll his eyes and speechless.

"Good! You sour scholar, now that the imperial court is gone, what's the use of reading? " Chueh Chou shouts out and laughs.

Hearing this, Xu ran Xue's face suddenly turned red. He was very angry. His lips trembled and he pointed to the monk with trembling fingers. After holding for a long time, he didn't jump out a word. Later, he took a few deep breaths and scolded: "bald ass! Thief, bald ass! What a shame! What a shame He pushed the door angrily and left.

Chueh Chou sighed comfortably, and then bowed to Lu Zhengkang like asking for credit. "Buddha, I've scolded that boy for you. I'll see if he dares to be so arrogant in the future!"

Lu Zhengkang took a picture of the children who were scared and silly around him. He glanced at the bad monk and said, "worry is not clean, and evil will never die."

Chueh Chou's face turned white. Before he could refute, he was pinched by a strong man like an iron tower behind him.

"I feel sad, but it makes the Buddha laugh. I'll discipline him now!" It's Shaolin's master Laozi. His skin is light golden. He's tall and long. He's holding seven feet of Jue Chou like a chicken.

"Uncle Zini! My nephew knew that he was wrong - "Chueh Chou's scream was lengthened and soon disappeared in the pine forest outside the other courtyard.

Don't these monks have to stay in the temple now?

Lu Zhengkang was deeply impressed by the close protection of Shaolin Temple.

Today's Yigu bieyuan is really hard for flies to enter. Mosquitoes are all killed by these monks with their internal power. They dare not let these evil things hurt the Buddha.

This kind of behavior is actually deviating from Buddhism, but how many eminent monks can sweep the floor without harming the lives of ants? It's no use persuading. Lu Zhengkang doesn't comment on this. He's also afraid of being over interpreted by these monks. It's fun to get a nest of rats, ants, insects and snakes to play for him.

Time went by in a hurry, and soon it was the end of June. Xu ranxue had not come to teach for 12 days. At last, Zen master Zini came to his house to plead for guilt with his sorrow. This made the upright scholar calm down, and the sound of reading reverberated between the Liang couch.

The expansion of Yigu bieyuan is about to be completed. In the spacious wing room, there are several more children. The oldest is no more than two years old, and the youngest is not yet full-term.

Unexpectedly, sun lichai, who had been treated by Lu Zhengkang before, seemed to have recovered. She not only grew up, but also began to develop her mind rapidly. She often asked her mother, sun Wang, to bring her to the hospital to play with Lu Zhengkang, and gradually became a new member of other hospitals.

Compared with other children, sun lichai is the oldest, and she is very sensible. Every time Xu ranxue reads a book, she reads along with her. A little bit, from not understanding the meaning to having something to gain, she learns faster and faster, and even can ask some reasonable questions. It shows that she has her own thinking, and Mr. Xu's smile is growing day by day.

He said to Lu Zhengkang, "you little bodhisattva, share your wisdom with other children. Aren't you afraid that you will become stupid?" Originally, he also realized that the talents of the children in Yigu bieyuan were generally higher. Slowly, Xu ranxue had accepted the monks' view of Buddha.

Lu Zhengkang said with a smile, "wisdom is not water. If you divide it, it will be less. Wisdom is like light. If you light a candle, it will be more bright."

Xu ran Xue shook his head and nodded, "but you compare yourself to fire. What a big heart!"

"Light up, light up, no light, no fire?"

"I know how to do Zen at a young age! It's no use telling me that. " Xu ran Xue shakes his head, turns his back and continues to read.

"Peacocks Fly to the southeast and wander for five miles. Thirteen can weave and fourteen learn to cut. "

What he said was the first long poem of Yuefu in Han Dynasty, Peacock Flying Southeast.

Lu Zhengkang smiles and listens to the poem.

Peacock flying, mandarin duck scattered, court side twin slim tree, difficult to knot LIANLI branch.

Love, secularity and people's heart are all silhouettes of the red world.

When Lu Zhengkang was in a trance, he saw a gorgeous pearl net, swinging and shaking. The endless brilliance came out from the pearls. It seemed that there were all kinds of life and reincarnation of plants and plants.

It is the net of Indra.

There is a solemn and complete existence in the void behind the big net, which is exactly the body of Lu Zhengkang.

Open the net.

After Lu Zhengkang had this idea, the curtain net suddenly raised a corner, and the Golden River gushed out from it, drowning his sight.

Lu Zhengkang felt a violent shock, and then the scene disappeared.When you open your eyes, the summer sun is bright, the air is hot and humid, cicadas begin to sing, and the weeping willows beside the pond in the courtyard beat the branches in the wind, making a slight sound.

Lu Zhengkang raised his hand and carefully observed his palm as if it were a treasure.

Xu ran Xue glanced at him and continued to recite the poem.

"planted pine and cypress, and around Wutong. The branches cover each other, and the leaves communicate with each other. "

This shape, as if illusory transparent.

There is a perfect air mass stirring under the skin.

Lu Zhengkang felt anxious, but this kind of mood had no origin.

It was as if his body was telling something, but his soul was deaf.

The existence after Indra's net, the golden river of light

Lu Zhengkang's eyes moved around, and then locked on the antlers.

The thin antlers flashed a little transparent white light, gathered into a small white deer, running and jumping between the beds.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes are chasing the white deer, watching it kick on the children's bodies, yell on the top of sun lichai's head, jump on Xu ranxue's shoulder, lower his head and nibble at his collar, suddenly turn around, leap high, step out of the air, bigger and bigger, farther and farther, rush out of the house, rush into the sky, fly into the sea of flowers in the sky, it's roaming, the stars are around with it, and the morning glow is doing The tassels on his head, the neon after the rain as quilt, the moonlight as Yingluo, his feet rippling all over the sky, its hissing sound deafening

Suddenly, it is opposite to the four eyes of Lu Zhengkang.

The eyes wet, as if there is infinite affection.

It rushed over, cut through the clouds and fell into the center of Lu Zhengkang's brow.

……

"Buddha! Look at the Buddha A loud monk saw an incredible scene. He began to shout loudly. In an instant, the whole song mountain seemed to tremble. The fierce air rushed from the main hall, and a dazzling golden light came out of the main gate. After landing, the light converged, revealing an old monk with gray beard, who was the abbot.

"How about Buddha!" The abbot asked, word by word. His face seemed to be burning with a layer of terrible light, such as the angry eyes of God, which made people dare not look at him.

The roaring monk pointed excitedly at Lu Zhengkang in the room, "Abbot! Look at the Buddha! This is a wonderful show

When Zen master Zixing looked at it with his fingers, the anger on his face dissipated and he turned to smile.

Inside the fighting room, the Buddha is dressed in a white robe and sits cross legged with fearless marks on his hands. His black hair is coiled into a bun, and white jade antlers sprout on both sides of his forehead. His nose is broad, his lips are full, his eyelashes are long, his skin is white, and his whole body is covered with light, just like a sacred deer.

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