kiwanis-nylisc Chapter 164
Chapter 164
Chapter 164 Tank Burial!!
Crazy Wuxiang is very good.
Although the trajectory of his thoughts was different from ordinary people, Gu Zhou could barely keep up.
If he incarnated as a world-destroying Buddha, to be honest, Gu Zhou would sneer at the so-called world-destroying Buddha.
The two chatted very happily, the words were closed, Wuxiang waved his hand, and he was arrogant: “Go!” Big brother invites you to dinner! ”
Treat me to dinner with my money.
Capitalists are going to cry when they see you.
Wuxiang asked someone to ask, walked to the largest restaurant in the county, walked all the way, Wuxiang was excited to see everything, talking highly, not caring about the disgusted eyes of others, Gu Zhou actually saw a kind of leisurely and unrestrained walking in the red dust.
It’s like a child, do whatever you want.
When he arrived at the restaurant, he was naturally prevented from entering with his incomparably sloppy appearance, but when he shot five oceans, the shop Xiaoer immediately released him.
The guests and hosts were happy, full of food and drink, Gu Zhou said goodbye, who knew that there was no face, no face and no skin, so he had to follow.
“Hey, Buddha in the flesh.”
When I arrived up the mountain, I heard the pilgrims coming down the mountain talking about the Buddha in the flesh, and their faces were full of reverence and smiled without irony.
“Big brother seems to know the Buddha of the flesh very well?”
Gu Zhou asked.
Wuxiang was silent for a moment, the smile on his face disappeared, indifferent as an iron stone, his eyes were deep, as if the deep sea could not see the bottom, and after a while, he said: “The so-called flesh Buddha under the heavens, nine out of ten are artificially made.” ”
“A true Buddha in the flesh is actually a Buddha in the flesh, with a non-bad body. Generally, those who can become Buddhas in the flesh are highly cultivated monks. After his death, the flesh was just not ringing. ”
“And the other so-called flesh Buddhas are certain monks who have practiced to a certain extent, and they will not know the time of their death, and before they pass away, they will stop eating, start digging valleys, and only drink special medicinal liquids.”
“What liquid?”
“Every temple is different.”
“After the monk dies, he will be put into the jar. The jar is covered with lime charcoal and filled with spices. It is then sealed and left for three years. This is commonly called. ”
“Sitting in a tank, also called burial.”
“Sitting in the cylinder?”
“Right. Sit cylinder. ”
Wuxiang nodded.
He continued: “After 3 years of opening the cylinder, if the drive is not rotten or bad, it proves that it has become a body that is not bad.” It will be enshrined in plastic gold for the monks and the world! ”
“What if the body decays after opening the tank?”
Gu Zhou asked.
Wuxiang sneered and said, “Then it proves that the cultivation of the cylinder rider is not enough. The body will be cremated. Lime charcoal has an antiseptic effect, and there is a chance to keep the corpse from decaying or deteriorating, but what does this have to do with the flesh Buddha who is a very real monk who has passed away in the flesh and achieved the Vajra without breaking the achievement? ”
He suddenly sighed: “But those believers believe in this set, as long as a temple has a Buddha in the flesh, then the incense of that temple will inevitably be much stronger.” ”
The mountain where Lingci Temple is located is not high, and you can see the temple of Lingci Temple at the foot of the mountain, which is called a golden splendor, and under the reflection of the sun, it seems to be the light of the Buddha.
There are many pilgrims going up and down the mountain, men, women and children.
Because of the large number of pilgrims, a market was formed at the foot of the mountain, and shops were built, crowded with people and traffic.
Gu Zhou inquired that this market land at the foot of the mountain belongs to Lingci Temple, and these shops also belong to Lingci Temple and need to pay rent.
Just at the foot of this mountain, Gu Zhou’s impression of Lingci Temple dropped a lot, and the Buddha gate was a pure place, but the monks of Lingci Temple actually set up a market at the foot of the mountain, which was more prosperous than anywhere else in the county.
Can a monk who has entered the eyes of money still calm down and study the Dharma?
Not long after, I had already climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the Lingci Temple.
The Lingci Temple is very atmospheric and atmospheric than any building in the county.
The sound of chanting sutras came from an unknown distance and spread throughout the monastery.
All the buildings are covered with three-colored glazed tiles, and the color is like new, but I don’t know whether it is because the monks in the temple are diligent in cleaning or the quality of the tiles is the same. The peacock blue color in the three colors is the most dazzling.
You can imagine the scene of Junshan under the sun.
The palaces are wonderful, splendid and majestic.
The sunlight reflected by the three-colored glazed tiles makes people feel like they are in the western sky, filled with Buddha light.
Ordinary people in this environment will be shocked, resulting in a small and admiring emotion, as if the whole body is baptized in the light of the Buddha, heartfelt worship…
When you enter the door, you can see a bronze statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva enshrined in the middle of the square, riding on the back of the golden retriever, up to two feet high, and next to the niche there are three Buddhas such as Medicine Master, Shakya and Mida.
Colorful plastic gold ornaments, quite courageous.
A large incense burner is placed in front of the Manjushri Buddha Shrine, and the burning sandalwood is sending a large amount of aroma, filling the entire space, which makes the pilgrims’ minds calm down and infect the atmosphere of birth.
Standing without a negative hand, he said with a smile: “Buddha light shines, universal sentient beings? Joke! Big joke! ”
In a Zen room of Lingci Temple, there are three old monks who have reached the age of old age, one by one, their skin is like chicken skin, and their faces are covered with age spots, and they all seem to be dying soon.
Suddenly, Wuxin stood up: “You guys said that Yuanjue closed the life and death pass, when I went up the mountain, I told me that it would take about ten days to get out of the customs, I have been waiting for ten days, he should get out of the customs!” ”
An old monk with poor legs and feet slowly got up and clasped his hands together: “Uncle Wuxin, I just said that Senior Brother Yuanjue will be out of customs in at least ten days, and we are not sure of the real time, maybe half a month, maybe a month.” ”
Wuxin calmly said: “You said ten days, I waited for ten days, now, immediately, immediately go and inform Yuanjue…”
“Uncle Wuxin 3.7, Senior Brother Yuanjue is closed to life and death, once disturbed…”
Wu Xinyan suddenly looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: “I am his master, disturbing his retreat, and he dares to blame me for not succeeding?” ”
A hundred years ago, he worked as a monk in Lingci Temple for ten years and accepted an orphan as a disciple, it was Yuanjue, and his feelings were not much worse than his own son.
These old monks are all monks who are the same as Yuan Jue.
In decades, he had only met Yuanjue a few times, and now, his face remained unchanged, and these monks were dying of old age.
Ten days ago, I went up the mountain and was told that Yuanjue had gone into retreat.
The three old monks looked at each other, and one old monk got up: “Since Senior Uncle Wuxin said so, I will go and inform Senior Brother Yuanjue.” If he knew that his uncle had returned, he would definitely be ecstatic. ”
“I hope so.”
Wuxin said indifferently…