Chapter 919 Screening

Chapter 928 Screening

"I don't understand!"

Little Rouer pouted, unhappy.

She was still young, so naturally she didn't understand the rules and regulations of Buddhism. She was just dissatisfied with this little story.

"Zhu Bajie is a good monster. He is very diligent in farming in Gaolaozhuang, and he didn't do any bad things. Why not let him marry a daughter-in-law?"

She pursed her lips and said, and what she said was well-founded.

Mu Wushuang laughed and said: "Zhu Bajie used to be the Tianpeng Marshal of the Heavenly Court. He made a mistake and was banished to become a pig demon. If he wants to return to the altar, he needs to go to the West with Tang Sanzang to learn scriptures. It takes eighty-one hardships to become an immortal, little Rouer, if you want to succeed, you have to pay a price."

Little Rouer nodded, as if she understood.

How could she really understand such a profound question, Mu Wushuang believed that even the monk who was eavesdropping on the story might not have thought it through.

Moreover, Journey to the West is just a story, a fabricated myth, not a real biography. If there really was a Zhu Bajie in the world, how would he choose? Who knows?

Sometimes, Buddhism is so mysterious and illusory.

Long Xuanxi continued to tell the next story to her sister, and Xiao Rouer quickly forgot the question just now, and listened to her brother's story attentively, and was amused many times by the funny Zhu Bajie.

After walking a long distance, Mu Wushuang saw an old monk, but this old monk was not as old as the old monk before, and looked like a normal old man in his sixties or seventies.

"Amitabha! The benefactor, please."

The old monk welcomed them into the stone room.

"Donor, there is a Heart Sutra here. If the donor can fill in the missing content word for word, he will pass this test."

The old monk pointed to a heart sutra on the stone table and said, and he also prepared a pen and inkstone next to it.

After speaking, the old monk did not go out, but meditated on the side.

When Mu Wushuang first saw the cover of the Heart Sutra, he knew that her guess was correct.

This Heart Sutra was incomplete in the Cangjing Pavilion. She opened it and saw that the incomplete location was exactly the same as the one in the Cangjing Pavilion, with a few pages missing.

If it was someone else, they would have panicked a long time ago, and the Sutra Collection Pavilion is also incomplete. Even if all the Heart Sutras were memorized, it would be impossible to make up for the Heart Sutra.

But she took it easy and sat down at the stone table.

Long Xuanxi took her sister over and helped her grind it. Xiao Rouer felt it was novel and rushed to grind it for her.

She closed her eyes, and the nicks that appeared on the many stone Buddha statues appeared in her mind one by one, and she finally arranged them in order.

Immediately, she picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and swiped the ink on the heart sutra. She didn't use spare paper to draft at all, but directly wrote it on the broken heart sutra confidently.

Complete Sanskrit characters appeared on the paper, and her movements were as smooth as running water, without stagnation or even hesitation.

I saw that the old monk was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, but now he stood up and stared at the words she dropped.

It was only a dozen or so breaths, and a few pages of Sanskrit were written clearly and completely by her!

"It's done, Master."

Mu Wushuang sighed at the paper, the handwriting on it dried immediately, and she handed the completed Heart Sutra to the old monk.

The old monk looked at the handwriting again and again, and finally nodded: "Amitabha, the donor is a top person in terms of memory and understanding of the Dharma. The donor has passed this test."

"Thank you, Master."

She smiled and nodded.

The reason why the old monk talked about his comprehension after talking about his memory is because the incomplete words in the Heart Sutra are not all on the Buddha's feet. Humans have an excellent memory.

The scratches on the Buddha's feet are only a small part of the incompleteness, and some are hidden in the Heart Sutra, which is very hidden. It is not enough to memorize all the Heart Sutras. It is necessary to understand the mystery of the Dharma and understand it. off.

That's why the old monk said that she has a good understanding of the Dharma.

"There is still the last level. If the donor can pass the last level, he will be able to achieve what he wants."

After the old monk finished speaking, he left the stone room with the Heart Sutra in his arms.

After passing the last level, will you be able to achieve what you want?

What does this thought come to mean? Is it possible to see the nicks at the foot of the Buddha, or does it mean something else?

Mu Wushuang thought about it for a while, and then put this sentence behind her. The last level must be more difficult. She actually didn't understand why they would come up with such a complicated and difficult test to filter out those who could see Buddha's feet. People, it's too much of a fuss.

Or are they still screening other people?

what is it then?

She couldn't figure it out for a while.

If she didn't understand, she didn't want to, she continued to walk up with the children.

After walking a dozen or so steps, they saw the long-lost light. Before, the stone room was very dark, there was no sunlight, only a dim yellow oil lamp, and now the bright light in front of them was sunlight.

"We're out!"

Little Rouer thought she was back outside.

Going up the steps again, but on a small platform, there is no way forward or backward, and below is a cliff with a height of 100 feet.

"We are in the hands of the Buddha."

Mu Wushuang said to Xixi and Xiaorouer.

Buddha put his hands together, but left a little gap in the middle. This small platform is the gap in Buddha's hands.

Before they knew it, they had reached such a high height that the people below could hardly see clearly, only the temples and incense below could be seen.

"Amitabha."

Behind him, Abbot Chan Yuan came out.

"Abbot."

Mu Wushuang turned around and said hello to the abbot.

"The donor has a deep connection with Buddhism."

Abbot Chan Yuan said with emotion.

"Before you, there were five people who came together, also to see the nicks at the foot of the Buddha. They wanted to break through, but were injured by the Buddha's body formation."

Mu Wushuang was a little surprised, this big Buddha even had a formation, she didn't see it at all, was the formation too advanced, or was the formation already integrated into the Buddha, and it only attacked those with bad intentions?

Fortunately, she didn't push hard before, even Helian'an and others were told by the formation, then if she pushes hard, the end should be about the same.

"The five of them entered the side hall before you, but unfortunately they have no relationship with the Buddha, and they have not yet come out of it."

Abbot Zen Yuan said.

"Who said that we have no connection with Buddhism, aren't we coming out now?"

A somewhat familiar female voice sneered.

At the same time, a group of five people came out from the inside, and the platform that was originally small suddenly became more crowded.

"why you!!"

At this moment, Helianya, who was talking just now, saw Mu Wushuang's mother and son at a glance, and her eyes were about to pop out.

"What are you doing here! Is this a place where you bastard can come?"