Chapter 4 The Silent Spirit of the Old Monk

Yue Zun was anxious, but he couldn't continue to calm down. Seeing that the old monk finally opened his mouth, he hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot. He asked, "Master, you invited me here. It must not be as simple as inviting me a cup of tea, is it?" Tell me quickly if there is anything. Look at me. I'm so anxious. Please look at the Buddha's face and be compassionate. Say something!"

Yue Zun is not calm, but the old monk knows at a glance that he is a Taoist monk, and he will still be calm as before. Hearing Yue Zun's words and sipping tea, he opened his mouth, but what he said was still not what Yue Zun wanted to know.

"Little benefactor, you are in love. Prajna Paramita's heart scriptures have a cloud: if the heart does not move, people do not move, and if they do not move, they will not hurt; if the heart is moved, people move rashly, hurt their bodies, and hurt their bones, so they experience all kinds of pains in the world. Can the benefactor understand?"

When Yue Zun saw that the old monk was still talking about these useless things, he smiled helplessly and replied, "Master, isn't you just laughing that I'm worried? I drank hot tea and almost burned my tongue. Just say it directly. Why do you need to draw classics around this big corner?

The old monk showed a look of approval and said, "The little benefactor has a lot of wisdom, but it's a pity that he is destined to have nothing to do with my Buddha. What a pity, what a pity!" After saying that, it is also a shallow tea.

It is said that the clay figurine was still angry. Yue Zun saw the old monk meet for no reason. After the meeting, he first stared at him and didn't say anything, and then made tea for five minutes. He finally opened his mouth and talked about something inexplicable. He got angry in his heart and stood up and wanted to leave. Throw it down: "Since the master can't teach, the younger generation will leave first."

The old monk was not in a hurry to see Yue Zun like this. Just stroked the long beard on his chest. When Yue Zun came to the door, he put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name: "Ah, Mituo Buddha!" Then he said, "The poor monk invited the little donor to come here. He was entrusted by others to tell the little donor a sentence, 'When you are smart, don't forget your heart'. The little benefactor should remember it in his heart.

"When you are flexible, don't forget your heart!" Yue Zun lowered his head and repeated this sentence. He suddenly thought of something. He stopped, turned around, stared at the old monk with a complicated expression and asked, "Who asked you to tell me this sentence?"

Yue Zun thought that this sentence was about spiritual power as soon as he heard it, and among these people who knew their situation, it was impossible for the red-haired men to have any intercourse with this old monk. Could it be the cat who had been taken away by the green-shirted guest and had no news?

"Ah Mitabha! It was a female donor who asked me to tell me. The old monk's answer filled Yue Zun's face with loss. Seeing the loss revealed by Yue Zun after hearing the words, the old monk opened his mouth and advised, "Sometimes there is a must, and there is no time to force it. Why does the donor care about this?

Yue Zun felt the kindness of the old monk, but the strong disappointment could not be dispelled in just a few words. He bowed to the old monk and asked, "Does the master know who the benefactor is?"

When the old monk saw Yue Zun mentioning the female benefactor, he couldn't help showing some doubts. He opened his mouth and replied, "The poor monk's words and deeds must have a lot to do with our Buddha. As for the origin of the identity of the female donor, the poor monk really does not know. If there is fate, he will be able to know himself. At this time, there is no need to worry about it."

Yue Zun's question just mentioned it casually. It's just that after listening to the old monk's answer, my heart moved, and the beautiful shadow I just accidentally saw in front of the bell tower flashed. Is it her? Thinking about it, he asked, "Master, when did that woman come to the master?"

The old monk said frankly: "Not long ago, after the female donor left, the poor monk ordered the disciples to find the little donor, otherwise you and I were not old acquaintances. How could the poor monk know that the little donor was in the temple at this time?"

After listening to the old monk's answer, Yue Zun thought hard. The woman looked a little familiar. She must have seen her, but she couldn't remember. After thinking for a long time, I suddenly remembered the inexplicably disappeared and suspected ghost female passenger I met in the car. Yes, it was her! However, recalling carefully, Yue Zun found that he could not remember the woman's voice and appearance. The only thing that impressed him was her temperament of not eating human fireworks. I became more and more suspicious! I can't help blurted out: "That woman doesn't look like a human!"

When the old monk heard the words, Gujing's face changed instantly, and he asked in a quick voice, "What does the little benefactor mean?" Yue Zun did not want to mention ghosts and gods to others, but he saw that the other party seemed to be a Taoist monk. He thought he should be able to accept some things that ordinary people dared not and did not believe. So what happened in the car will come one by one.

After hearing this, the old monk also felt strange in his heart. He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time and said, "According to the poor monk, the female donor is by no means a ghost, and she has no intention to harm the little donor, but its origin and purpose are indeed not simple. As early as when the female donor asked the poor monk to convey that sentence to the little donor, the poor monk had a puzzle in his heart. I don't know if the little donor can solve the puzzle for the poor monk?

Yue Zun will not refuse, but only said, "The master just asks, and the younger generation will know nothing."

The old monk looked at Yue Zun indifferently and asked, "Does the little donor have spiritual power?"

Yue Zun was slightly surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect that the old monk also knew about the spiritual power. He honestly said frankly, "The master's wise eyes, the younger generation did have spiritual energy, but at this moment he has lost his spiritual power and become an ordinary person."

The old monk heard that Yue Zun's spiritual power had been lost. It was a pity that he recited the Buddha's name "Ah Mituo Buddha" and continued to ask, "What kind of spiritual energy was it before the little donor?"

Yue Zun replied, "Actually, I don't know much about this myself, but someone told me that my original spiritual power was called 'war spirit'."

"What, it's actually a 'war spirit'!" As soon as he heard the name of "War Spirit", the old monk was shocked and exclaimed. But after all, after many years of practice, self-restraint is profound, and immediately return to normal. Just bow your head and whisper, "Ah, Mituo Buddha! In this way, the poor monk knew why the female benefactor asked me to tell the benefactor that when she was smart, don't forget her heart. After saying that, there was a feeling of remembrance in his expression, as if recalling something.

When Yue Zun saw his reaction, he didn't know that the old monk must know the secret hidden behind the so-called "war spirit". Thinking of the cat, it fell into the hands of others, and there was no trace of the news. I inquired in many ways and got nothing. At this time, he was expected to know the reason to seek clues about the whereabouts of the cat. Suddenly, he looked like a drowning man and grabbed a life-saving straw. For a moment, he wanted to come forward to ask what was going on. He didn't want to be too anxious. He accidentally hit the cabinet by the door and fell to the ground with a "bang".

After falling down, Yue Zun did not get up. He looked sad and begged the old monk: "The master must know something about the 'war spirit'. The younger generation begged the master to tell the younger generation that this matter is very important to the younger generation." After saying that, he supported his hands and bent down to give the old monk a head!

Seeing the situation, the old monk was in a hurry. Due to the distance between the two, it was too late to get up and stop him. In a hurry, he carried his magical power, raised his hands to his chest, palms up, and held the void. Yue Zun felt as if there was a huge force supporting him, but this head could no longer be able to eat.

After stopping Yue Zun from sneezing his head, the old monk said anxiously, "The little donor is a 'war spirit', and his identity is extraordinary. Such a big gift, but the poor monk can't afford it. Please get up quickly."

At this point, Yue Zun found that the old monk was also a person with spiritual power, and from his appearance, he was no different from ordinary people. I'm afraid that he, like a cat, had returned to the original state!

However, no matter how hard Yue Zun asked for it, the old monk only said, "Buddha, don't say it!" That is, he didn't tell Yue Zun about the "spirit of war", even if it was just a few words of information.

How can Yue Zun be willing to easily let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He is stubborn and begging for the old monk to tell each other and solve the puzzles on his behalf. The sincerity of his words and sincerity directly teach Jinshi to open up and steel. However, the old monk was unmoved. He turned his back and recited the Buddha's name with his hands together.

After a long stalemate, the old monk saw that Yue Zun was so resolute and finally said to Yue Zun helplessly, "Does the little donor know the meaning of the female donor's words? If the little donor understands the true meaning of this word, it's okay for the poor monk to tell each other everything he knows in his heart.

"When you are smart, don't forget your heart... When you are smart, don't forget your heart..." Hearing this, Yue Zun read this sentence repeatedly when he saw that there was still a turning point. However, although this sentence is only eight words, and the literal meaning is easy to understand, Yue Zun is puzzled by what the deep meaning is behind it.

Seeing Yue Zun's bitter thinking, the old monk said, "The reason is that the meaning of this word is that the little benefactor can understand it day by day, but there is no need to ask for the poor monk at this time. When the time is ripe, the little donor understands the true meaning of this word, and comes back to the poor monk's place. The poor monk will definitely tell the donor everything he knows!"

At this point, Yue Zun has understood that it is useless to continue to pester, so he has to do it. When he left, he remembered that after talking for a long time, he forgot to ask the master's legal name, so he asked again. The old monk told Yue Zun that his legal name was "Silent Spirit". After getting the old monk's name, Yue Zun had no choice but to bid farewell to the old monk, full of melancholy and left. Before Yue Zun left, the old monk repeatedly told him that his body should not be known lightly, otherwise there would be endless troubles in the future.

After Yue Zun left, the old monk's heart was no longer as old as his face. After many years, he heard the name of "War Spirit" and evoked the memory buried in his heart for many years...

60 years ago, China was first established. Because of the weakness of China in the past hundred years, the bullying of the Western powers, and then a full-scale war with overseas island countries, the land of China was full of war, and the creatures were carbonized. At that time, the miserable situation of all sentient beings in Hou Huaxia and the sadness of the creatures in the land of China in that year were unimaginable by people of that era.

Due to the fire of war in troubled times, there were countless lives in China, resulting in rivers of blood and resentment everywhere in the Central Plains. On the land of the Central Plains, with the flesh and resentment generated by the death of all sentient beings, countless demons and evil spirits were bred. For a while, they became demons and ghosts were everywhere.

The old monk Jiling was born in the era of war, and his parents died in the war. Fortunately, he was pitied by God and was adopted by a high monk. From then on, he was shaved and became a monk. After the awakening of the spiritual power, he got the method of using it.

When he grew up, after he couldn't bear to see the world's creatures suffering from the pain of war, he struggled to survive and was harmed by demons and evil spirits. The 18-year-old silent monk paid farewell to the master who was about to die. He went down the mountain alone and embarked on the road of defeating demons with a foreign power.

During this period, I had a bloody experience of almost dying. Later, by chance, he got to know four like-minded people, so he became a companion and claimed to be a group of five people who removed spirits. From then on, they watched and helped each other, lived and lived together, walked in troubled times, broke evil in the world, and saved all living beings from water and fire. And one of the four people is carrying a "spirit of war"! At that time, the evil spirit destroyed by the man's sword accounted for nearly half of all the achievements of the five-person group.

After the end of the war, the world returned to peace. The five-person group of spirits saw the mission completed. After saying goodbye, they disbanded. From then on, they all over the world and their fates were at peace. Since then, in the past few decades, the old monk Jiling has never seen any of the other four people...

After a long time, the old monk woke up from his memory and recited "My Buddha's mercy!"

After that, he picked up the teacup on the table again and raised it to his lips to drink, but found that there was no tea in the cup.