Chapter 2 Moko

Mount Tai is the head of the five mountains. The ancient Yunshan is more than it. Shi Mogu is more than it. It is extremely mysterious and towering because 72 generations of monarchs have come to Mount Tai to worship the sky since the pre-Qin period.

In the depths of Mount Tai, there are continuous mountains, all the way to the end of the eyes. In the depths of the horizon, I don't know how far they are. The peaks rise from the ground, there are high and straight into the clouds. There are beautiful Zhong Lingyu, some strange rocks, some waterfalls are surrounded by excellent feng shui.

And in this continuous mountain, there is a high-headed peak, which is particularly prominent. The peak is full of wild flowers, and the air is particularly fresh. A thousand-foot waterfall pours down from the peak, as dazzling as a jade dragon. If someone can observe it carefully, you can feel the peak. It is shaped like a dragon head, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon, as if to empty the dragon.

Under the mountain, there is a jade-like pool. The edge of the pool is full of strange rocks, and the original atmosphere is very strong. On the edge of this pool, there is a smooth basal stone, there is a huge pure black tiger sitting decently, and the huge tiger claws strangely grasping a string of jade beads, playing with rosary beads like a monk.

"Wo!"

At this moment, a confused golden light suddenly shot down into the void and landed next to the pool, revealing the shape of an old monk and a little boy.

"Roar..."

Seeing the golden light appear, the huge pure black tiger suddenly let out an excited and thunderous roar, grinned with a humanized smile, which seemed to be quite happy.

"Ah!"

Just after seeing the scene in front of him, the little boy saw a huge black tiger roaring loudly, grinning at himself, screaming like a scalp, turning his eyes up and fainting directly. The little boy who was unfortunately stunned was none other than Xiao Ke, who had just been abducted by an old monk.

The old monk obviously did not expect this situation. He smiled helplessly and hugged Xiao Ke in a hurry. A golden Buddha light poured into his body. At the same time, he gently waved his hand at the black tiger at will. He took a few steps under his feet and directly entered a simple hut next to the pool.

The hut is very simple. There is only one bed, two futons and a bronze altar. On the altar, there is a non-gold and non-iron bodhisattva. His whole body is golden and solemn. He wears five Buddha crowns and sits half on the lotus flower. His face is wonderful and happy. He holds a white lotus flower in his left hand, and there is a jewel of good wishes, emitting yellow. Color light, right hand knot and wish mark, five fingers hanging down, palms outward.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, and the merits of Dafan Bodhisattva are boundless..."

Stepping into the hut, the old monk first saluted the Bodhisattva on the altar solemnly, then held Xiao Ke and slowly put him on the bed. With a kind smile, the old monk's thin palm bloomed and slowly penetrated into Xiao Ke's body.

As the Buddha's light penetrated into the body, the coma littleke suddenly let out a groan comfortably, and then slowly opened his pure eyes.

"Grandpa Immortal, Xiao Ke just saw a big tiger. It's terrible!" He patted his chest with lingering heart, and Xiao Ke's face showed the child's innocence.

For Xiao Ke's heart, the old monk smiled with satisfaction, and then gently and patiently explained, "Xiao Ke, that big tiger has converted to my Buddha. You don't have to be afraid. Also, the immortals you know are actually just a general name. There are monks, demons, demons. Cultivators, Buddhist practitioners, witch practitioners, physical practitioners, Confucian practitioners, etc..."

Xiao Ke obviously couldn't understand the old monk's explanation. He tilted his little head and thought for a while before he said eagerly again, "Grandpa Immortal, what will Xiao Ke call you in the future? I want to be an immortal! I want to see my parents! Xiao Ke has been an orphan since he was a child. I miss his parents.

"Good boy, it's not so easy to be an immortal. You don't know anything now. You need to learn a lot. Laoqifa is called Du'e. Child, you kowtowed three times to Laoqi and worshipped me as your teacher. You are my only true disciple. I will help you. How about that?" He opened his mouth with a smile and crossed the evil like a magic stick.

Xiao Ke's heart was full of urgency. Although he heard that being an immortal was not so simple, since the grandfather in front of him promised to take him as an apprentice, he was naturally overjoyed. Without hesitation, he knelt on the ground, buckled three times to Du'er, and shouted crisply, "Master, Xiao Ke kowtowed to you!"

"Good, good... Good boy!"

Xiao Ke knocked down three times, and suddenly Du Er suddenly smiled. His whole body was like eating ginseng fruit, and 480 million pores were all transparent and comfortable. Such a beautiful jade talent worshipped under his own door. Du Er suddenly felt full of motivation, and his originally decadent mood was also swept away.

solemnly pulled Xiao Ke, and knelt with him on the altar of the grass house, kowtowed respectfully to the smiling Buddha statue, and then shouted, "Amitabha Buddha is infinite, and the Great Brahma Bodhisattva is on the top. Today, his disciple Du Er is one of the three thousand inheritances of Buddhism, and he will receive an apprentice. I wish to worship the Buddha for the Buddha all his life. , universal for all sentient beings. He is a Mozi generation, and his disciples gave him the name Moke, telling me that my Buddha is compassionate..."

After saying this, Du Er's face changed slightly, chewing his name for Xiao Ke, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Moke, in the Buddhist language, means great, infinite, great and great. Its meaning is profound, and it can even be side by side by side with great words such as reincarnation, nirvana, immea, bodhi, and so on.

I was in a trance, and then shook my head and smiled secretly, "Amitabha, it seems that the old man's meditation is still not enough, and his heart is too persistent. As soon as I drink and peck, my Buddha has his own destiny. Why do I force it? However, Xiao Ke can take the name of Moke. In the future, I'm afraid his achievements will not be low!"

Seeing his master kneeling in front of a Buddha statue, he was in a trance. Xiao Ke waited very obediently. At the same time, his young heart was extremely eager and excited before. At this moment, the little guy secretly made an oath in his heart that he would try his best to learn from his master, become a fairy as soon as possible, and meet his parents.

Xiao Ke is extremely intelligent, with a pure heart and strong understanding. After thinking about it again and again, Du Er has formulated a set of teaching experience and put all his efforts on this disciple to build it into a powerful Buddha in the future.

A day has passed, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and little Moko is already seven years old.

Mount Tai, which has entered late autumn, is a little cold. Next to a green pool, a beautiful gray monk's robe and a small bald head sits on a big blue stone, reading the scroll in his hand with relish. His innocent big eyes shine with wisdom and sells very well. It is Xiao Moke.

Next to Xiao Moke, a huge pure black giant tiger breathed lazily and drooped its ears. There was a string of jade beads in the tiger's claws, with a listless expression.

After reading the whole book in one breath, Xiao Moke immediately closed the scroll, put his hands together and said to himself, "Amitabha, Oracle, big seal, golden inscriptions, small seals, ink iron texts, tadpole texts, and the most obscure Honghuangwen. I don't know what the master will arrange next?"

"Snoring.... Snoring.....

Just as Xiao Moke was wandering secretly, there was a faint sound of snoring beside him, which immediately made him frown and mutter his little mouth dissatisfiedly. His small hand directly twisted the ears of the black giant tiger and scolded him in a good way, "Xiaohei, what an honor it is that the master wants you to recite the classic Buddhist scriptures. Question mark Now I only know all kinds of words. I don't have the opportunity to read my Buddhist classics. How can you fall asleep? Obshemy! You are deblaspheming the glory of my Buddha! Hurry up and meditate carefully, the master said that it will be of endless benefits for you in the future!"

Little Moke disturbed his dream. The black giant tiger roared helplessly and rolled his disdainful eyes at him. Then his eyelids drooped and he was about to fall asleep again.

"Xiaohei, you evil beast, you have become more and more lazy recently. The old man has only been out for a month, and his original shape has been exposed. It's really a rotten wood that can't be carved. He immediately recites the curse of killing the evil heart a hundred times."

At this moment, an old voice came, and a pale golden Buddha light fell into the void, revealing the body of a thin old monk, which was Du Er.

Hearing the sound of Du'er, the black tiger suddenly shivered and hurriedly sat on the big blue stone. The jade rosary in the tiger's claws fluctuated rapidly and began to meditate in alike manner.

"Master, you're finally back!" Little Moke shouted in surprise and was extremely happy.

With a smile, he nodded and did not say much. He waved his hand directly, and immediately enveloped a light golden Buddha light, swept over little Moko's body and went straight into the grass...