In the abbot's meditation room in the backyard of Qingshou Temple. otbnkotgt "Yes."
After doing all this, Wang Xian knelt down and said respectfully, "Master please have dinner." ” "Hmm."
The old monk slowly opened his eyes, just glanced at him lightly, then reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks, and concentrated on eating.
His breakfast was very simple, only a bowl of porridge, a yellow noodle roll, and a small plate of pickles, but the old monk enjoyed eating very much, and ate a full quarter of an hour in one bite, and ate the three rice bowls cleanly, before taking the handkerchief handed by Wang Xian and wiping his mouth, glancing at him and saying, "You guy, haven't you been taken away?"
"If the apprentice is carried like this, it will be more embarrassing for the master."
Wang Xian said with a smile.
"Tossing so much movement, you still have the face to say."
Dao Yan sneered and said: "As soon as you come back, you will run around everywhere, and you will come to me again, what is your intention?"
Wang Xian sighed in his heart, and secretly said that this old monk must have opened his eyes to the sky, I only entered the city yesterday, okay, and all my actions are very secretive, even Ji Gang does not have the ability to detect his whereabouts.
Could it be that the old monk is deceiving me, Wang Xian couldn't help but secretly speculate, this also makes sense.
After all, in the current situation, there is no reason for him to come to see the old monk as soon as he enters Beijing, after all, the old monk is a character who may or may not be useful, so he should finish the chess pieces that must be useful first, and then try his luck here.
These psychology are subtle, but in fact, as long as you think about it from your perspective, you can't guess it.
Thinking about it like this, this old monk has seen through himself, is playing tricks, and wants to deceive himself.
Well, so be it, he took a deep breath and settled down.
While cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he whispered: "The master has a mistake, and the apprentice will come to see the master first as soon as he returns to Beijing." ” "Look at what I'm doing" Dao Yan smiled, his face was full of wrinkles, and it was very ugly.
"Isn't my face beautiful?"
"The apprentice misses the master, come and say hello to the master."
Wang Xian smiled respectfully.
"Now please, you can go."
The old monk smiled and said with a smile, obviously seeing through his flowery intestines.
"Master" Wang Xian smiled shyly: "The apprentice has been apprenticed to the master for so many years, and he has not served the master well." ” "It's not served."
The old monk said, "Let's go." ” "The apprentice hasn't heard the master talk about the scriptures yet."
Wang Xian changed his words again: "I want to practice with the master for a while." ” "This is right, accept but not teach, the old man is ashamed to be a teacher."
The old monk nodded, as if he recognized Wang Xian's excuse, and before Wang Xian had time to be happy, he heard him say quietly: "You really want to practice with me" "That's nature."
The smile on Wang Xian's face froze, and he secretly shouted that it was not good, this old monk must be bad.
"That's good, there are three thousand Dharma, only one practice, you know what kind of Zen I practice, master" The old monk's triangular eyes flowed with a trace of narrow light.
"Forgive the foolishness."
Wang Xian said lightly: "I don't know anything about Buddhism, and I ask the master to teach me from the beginning." ” "That's not necessary, Buddhist practice is about epiphany, not about the length of time."
The old monk smiled: "One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, that's what it means." ” "It's so profound," Wang Xian said with a dry laugh: "That disciple tried to have an epiphany." ” "Well, yes, I'm optimistic about you."
The old monk smiled and said, "But since you want to practice, you must first shave your degree, are you willing?"
"Ah" Wang Xian looked embarrassed: "I still have to shave my head" "Why, I am reluctant" The old monk touched the top of his bare head and said: "Cultivation is to cut off, if you are reluctant to shave your hair, you still practice a fart" "Okay then."
Wang Xian's eyes were red and he said, "The apprentice is willing to shave his hair." ” "Well, yes, the children can be taught."
The old monk didn't expect him to agree, and said with a smile: "You go to Xinyan to shave your degree, change into a monk's robe and speak again." ” "Yes, master."
Wang Xian leaned over and saluted, carrying the food box out of the meditation room, and after closing the door, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, this old monk really couldn't fool at all In fact, the population of the capital is one million, and the Fusi of Beizhen is even more strongholds, Wang Xian wants to be hidden and safe, there is no need to come to Qingshou Temple, he came here, just to drag the old monk into the water Such a heavyweight, if he can stand on the opposite side of the Han King, even if it is only symbolically standing on the opposite side of the Han King, the encouragement of the prince's side is beyond imagination Although he hadn't spoken yet, it was obvious that the old monk already knew his intentions, but Wang Xian also had a heart, and he had to stay in vain In the treasure hall, Wang Xian knelt in front of the statue of the Buddha, Xin Yan and the monk Xinci stood on one side, and on the other side stood two small monks with a tray, a razor in a tray, and a neatly folded monk's robe.
"You've figured it out," Xinci couldn't help but whisper, reminding, "Shaving isn't a joke. ” "I've figured it out."
Wang Xian nodded.
Xinci wanted to persuade again, but Xinyan glanced at him coldly, so he had to shut up quickly, and Xinyan finished listening to Wang Xian's lecture in a deep voice, and he asked, "What else do you have questions?"
"Just one question, it doesn't seem like you need to have a scar" Wang Xian asked in a low voice, "I don't see you all have any heads" "No, the scar ring has nothing to do with my Buddhist teachings, it's just a bad habit that Meng Yuan started," Xin Yan said lightly: "But the junior brother wants to do something, and the poor monk is not too troublesome." ” "No, no, no."
Wang Xian hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, please shave your head for me." ” "Okay."
Xinyan picked up the razor from the tray, and at this time, the Sanskrit music in the treasure hall was great, and all the monks recited the holy name of Shakya together.
In this solemn Sanskrit sound, Xin Yan broke up Wang Xian's braids, lifted a bunch of hair on the top of his head, and then pulled Wang Xian's entire hair down "Uh" Xin Yan was stunned, and all the monks were also dumbfounded, looking at Wang Xian, who had become short hair, they all forgot to chant.
"Hehe" Wang Xian smiled embarrassedly: "For some reason, I shaved my head before" He said that in Wutai Mountain, in order to fake the monks, several of them kicked and shaved their heads.
But that was last winter, and I think I should have grown a foot-long hair, so I can't be so short In fact, once Wang Xian shaved his head, he no longer wanted to have long hair, and men had to keep long hair, which was the most uncomfortable thing for him to come to this world.
So after that, Wang Xian has always shown people with short hair at home or when there are no outsiders, and only when he goes out to see people does he wear a wig.
Although the people around him kept muttering that the adult's hair didn't grow long, no one dared to ask, so he was at ease.
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Therefore, Wang Xian was not embarrassed at all by the old monk's request for shaving, because he was only half an inch away from his bald head "What's going on?"
asked Xinci.
"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust."
Wang Xian clasped his hands together, and said solemnly.
"Amitabha."
Xin Yan and the others hurriedly announced the Buddha's name and praised: "The junior brother really has a wisdom root." ” "Grow a little more, and ask the senior brother to shave."
Wang Xian silently said with a glitch on the top of his head.
"Yes."
This is really skillful for Xinyan, and he used a razor to divide five by two to shave Wang Xian's bald head.
The little monk handed over the monk's robe again, and said solemnly: "Please go to the back to bathe and change clothes, and then come back to see you." ” "Yes."
Wang Xian took the monk's robe with both hands, followed the little monk to an empty room in the back, drove the little monk out, and took out the bottles and cans, chicken and dog fragments on his body, although these things were inconspicuous, they were all his life-saving magic weapons, so he began to take off his clothes, scooped water in a basin and simply took a cold bath.
After all, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's a little cloudy today, and he feels cold naked and cold, and then he takes a shower with cold water, which makes him shiver from the cold.
I can't help but curse, will it kill people if you prepare some hot water?
But that's the way it is in the monastery, as if not knowing hardship is not practice When Wang Xian appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall again, he was already a young monk alive.
All the monks announced the Buddha's name to him together, Wang Xian also folded his hands and returned the salute, seeing that Dao Yan also appeared in the hall, his heart couldn't help but sink again, I don't know what kind of moth this old monk is going to come out of.
"Senior brother, the master will personally preside over your next ceremony."
I only heard Xinci smile and said, "This is a great blessing." ” "Panic in vain."
Wang Xian's words were sincere, he was really panicked, worried that the old monk didn't know how to fix himself.
The old monk smiled slightly, but he didn't have any outrageous words and deeds, but let him make a vow first, the so-called vow, which is the grand wish made by the practitioner before practicing, such as the hell of the Jizo Bodhisattva, and he will not become a Buddha if he is not empty. is a big wish, Wang Xian naturally does not have such great ambitions, so he made a small wish: "From this day, the disciple has made a deep vow to stay away from the evil law and vow not to make more; Cultivate the holy path diligently, and swear not to be lazy; Vows to enlightenment; Swear to all beings.
Amitabha, with the power of compassion, you should know me, you should mourn me, and you should be added to me."
After he made a vow, Dao Yan asked him to bow to his master Shakyamuni Buddha nine times, bow to the masters of the sect three times, and bow to himself three times, which is considered a ceremony.
Wang Xian saw that on the recent portrait of the patriarch, it was Monk Peng on the list, although he had already heard Zhang Fu say it, he still couldn't help but gasp.
The two old monks of the secret path are really in the same vein.
At this time, all the senior brothers stepped forward to congratulate sincerely, and there were even congratulatory gifts, although they were all rosaries, scriptures and other things, but Wang Xian could clearly feel that they were indeed different from the past.
Although he was also known as a senior brother before, it was just a face-to-face matter, and he didn't regard him as his own until now.
After the congratulations were completed, the monks returned to their positions, and the old monk Fang said slowly: "Since you have sworn to practice and made a great wish, then the teacher has to pass on a method to you."
After a pause, he said: "I asked you before as a teacher, do you know what kind of Zen I have cultivated":