novelapdf Chapter 140
Chapter 140
Chapter 140
Morning bells and evening drums, green lights and yellow scrolls.
……
Mo Chuan stood in front of the gate of the living room, looking at the sky where the setting sun was like blood. The setting sun reflected on the red walls and yellow tiles, making the huge Zen temple even more resplendent.
After a while, he turned and walked into the living room.
Around the customer hall, the layout can be described as unique, a hollow screen woven with wormwood to cover the cold wind pouring into the door and window.
"Huitong Temple is shallow, and the smell of copper in the Zen room is deep."
"Ah……"
Mo Chuan chuckled, sat cross-legged on the lotus futon, and slightly closed his eyes.
——【Refining God and Controlling Qi】
In an instant, the soul escaped from the physical body and escaped into the emptiness. When I looked up, as far as I could see, I saw a round of Buddha's light, like a wheel like a hub, slowly rising on the buildings.
That is a seven-level pagoda;
It is also the Hall of Great Compassion;
It is also a relic stupa!
"As expected of a thousand-year-old temple, it's no wonder that it can stop the red-clothed ghost."
Mo Chuan raised his spirit, and was about to take another look, when suddenly he saw a purple lotus flower slowly rising and floating towards it.
When the lotus was approaching, Mo Chuan suddenly realized that it was an eminent monk.
It's just that the lotus flower is too dazzling, making it overwhelming.
Mo Chuan immediately retreated to his body.
Not long after, there was a sound of slight footsteps.
Suddenly, a fat monk with big ears stepped into it. He was wearing a brocade cassock and holding a nine-ring Zen staff. Looking at the jewels, he looked like a god.
"Amitabha, I don't know the honored guest's visit, so I am sorry to welcome you from far away!"
The great monk clasped his palms together and saluted politely.
——He is the abbot of Huitong Temple, whose dharma name is Tianwei.
"This statement is wrong. I will disturb you at dusk. If you offend me, please look forward to Haihan!"
Mo Chuan returned the gift politely.
——Mediocre thinking stops at sorting out prejudices.
Even if he has made a detailed investigation, it may not be the truth, it is better to be cautious.
A monk and a monk greeted each other, and after exchanging pleasantries, the guest of honor took his seat.
Not long after, the little novice brought fragrant tea, closed the Zen door, and closed the subtle atmosphere into the living room.
"The poor monk heard that a fellow Taoist is here, and wants to solve an old matter. I don't know what to ask?"
Abbot Huitong got straight to the point.
"Pindao heard that the former Jincao of Fenghe County, Zhao Jincao became a monk and lived in seclusion in your monastery?"
"That's true."
Abbot Huitong nodded, his expression calm: "However, Zhao Jincao's mind is on the mundane world, so he leads the way to practice."
"So that's the case. Dare I ask Zhao Jincao why he suddenly converted to Buddhism?"
"Fellow Daoist came to visit and asked why?"
"The mage doesn't know something. When I was a poor boy, I wandered here. Thanks to a layman who gave me porridge, I survived. Now that I am wandering here, I feel grateful and want to take a look, only to find that the layman has turned into a red-clothed ghost and has disappeared. .”
Mo Chuan talked nonsense, and after finishing speaking, he said seriously: "Pindao heard from the local little demon that this matter is related to Zhao Jincao, so he came here to inquire."
Abbot Huitong squinted his cloudy eyes and looked at Mo Chuan's calm face. What was he thinking about?
After a while, he shook his head and sighed, "This matter is really a bad fate."
Mo Chuan said: "Oh? I would like to hear the details."
Abbot Huitong thought for a while and said: "Five desires and six dusts, dusty delusions, speaking of this matter, it is embarrassing..."
Afterwards, Abbot Huitong recounted the story of the woman in red.
To Mo Chuan's surprise, he thought he would hear another version of the story from another perspective.
Unexpectedly, what Abbot Huitong said was similar to what the woman in red said.
"Since the mage knows the truth, why does he protect Zhao Jincao?"
After listening to the questioning, Mo Chuan asked.
"Although Zhao Jincao violated the lust precept, but killing karma was not his doing, so the crime is not fatal. Since you have entered the Taoist sect, you should know how powerful the four ghosts are. The red-clothed ghost is very different from ordinary ghosts, and it seems to be somewhat Sensible, the poor monk can't bear the innocent being killed, so he takes in Zhao Jincao, not only to protect innocent lives, but also to use him as a bait to kill demons and demons."
Abbot Huitong talked eloquently, with an upright look on his face.
——Never talk about Zhao Jincao's enshrining thousands of acres of fertile land.
Mo Chuan was silent when he heard the words.
He had to admit that Abbot Huitong's words were both reasonable and reasonable.
What happened to the woman in red is indeed outrageous and pathetic.
However, after she became a ghost, she also avenged life and death.
Huitong Temple took in Zhao Jincao, hoping to use this to slay demons and demons, but he couldn't find any faults.
After all, it is a different path for humans and ghosts.
"Master's words are wrong!"
Mo Chuan agreed with Abbot Huitong in his heart, but he was not polite in his mouth.
"Oh?"
"There is a saying in Buddhism that there is a cycle of cause and effect. All the sins and karma in this matter are caused by Zhao Jincao, just like the hand holding the knife. How can you forgive the knife-wielding person just because the knife kills someone?"
Before Abbot Huitong could speak, Mo Chuan said again:
"Buddhism has three don't kill, don't see kill, don't hear about kill, don't kill for me. Zhao Jincao committed all three kills, saw kill, heard about kill, and even killed him. This is a serious sin, how can it be forgiven?"
Abbot Huitong was astonished when he heard this.
What Mo Chuan said, citing the scriptures, talking about the Dharma, but keeping his mouth shut, made him indistinguishable.
"Fellow Taoists also practice Buddhism?" Abbot Huitong asked tentatively.
"I have never practiced Buddhism."
"Fellow Daoist Ke Guan said that you have a deep understanding of Buddhism, don't you?"
"A poor Taoist wanders around and has close friends all over the world. Buddhism is the way of the world. When a poor Taoist enlightens the Tao, how dare he build a car behind closed doors? Naturally, he can learn from Buddhism."
Mo Chuan continued to talk nonsense.
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a scroll of visualization maps fell into his palm.
This visualization picture was obtained from Tianbao Temple in Changlan City, and it was a gift from the abbot of Tianbao. Mo Chuan glanced at it, but he really didn't have the root of wisdom, so he simply pressed the bottom of the box to eat ashes. 【Chapter 19】
"This visualization picture is a gift from a close friend, how does the master look at it?"
Mo Chuan sent the visualization map.
Abbot Huitong was slightly startled when he saw this.
Not surprised by the visualization;
Instead, he was amazed at Mo Chuan's ability to extract objects out of thin air.
——This is either holding a rare treasure, or holding supernatural powers.
"Great Strength Bodhisattva..."
Abbot Huitong unfolded the visualization map, inspected it briefly, and said, "This visualization map can remove karmic obstacles, illnesses, and turbid qi. I didn't expect fellow Taoists to be involved in the turbid world at such a young age?"
Mo Chuan was embarrassed when he heard this.
At that time, he possessed the old Taoist Yanzhen who was about to die, and Abbot Tianbao presented this visualization picture, which naturally complemented each other.
It's just that now that he is holding it at a young age, there is something wrong with it.
"Haha, I'm afraid I have a strong temper, so I prepared it in advance."
Mo Chuan responded freely, and at the same time returned to the topic:
"The topic is getting too far. Let me speak bluntly, the poor way, it is Sona Zhao Jincao who came here. Dare I ask the mage if he is willing to let him go?"
Abbot Huitong pondered for a while and said: "Zhao Jincao's body is infected with evil obstacles. Fellow Taoists can ask for someone, but the evil obstacles must also be overcome."
"The grace of a meal should be like this." Mo Chuan nodded.
"As fellow Taoists said, cause and effect cycle, and continue. If you let people go, if you wait, if you let go of the sword, if the sword kills, Huitong Temple will also experience karma!"
Hearing this, Mo Chuan frowned quietly, and heard Abbot Huitong say again:
"Fellow Daoist is a water cloud body, Huitong Temple dare not believe in it, so whether it is to save people, or to avenge their grievances, Huitong Temple wants to see the red-clothed ghost surpass reincarnation with their own eyes."
Mo Chuan smiled: "Master, is this going to kill the benefactor with the help of the poor Taoist?"
Abbot Huitong argued: "The favor of a meal is Wang Yingying, not the red-clothed ghost. I hope fellow Taoists can distinguish right from wrong."
Mo Chuan pondered for a while and said, "Forget it, humans and ghosts have different paths. Since they are fierce ghosts, if they have any grievances, they should enter reincarnation."
Abbot Huitong finally showed a relieved smile: "Since that's the case, why don't I wait to discuss the rules in detail."
Mo Chuan nodded: "That should be the case."
At that moment, Abbot Huitong sent a young novice to summon the eminent monks of the Zen temple to discuss the matter of saving the red-clothed ghost.
After some discussion, they decided to take advantage of Mo Chuan's trip to let Zhao Jincao out of the temple, lure out the red-clothed ghost, and annihilate him.
(End of this chapter)