Zhu Yuanzhang heard the sound of water so he didn't sleep for a moment. Suddenly, he heard a slight knock on the door, and the sound of the breeze sounded outside the door: "Donor... Is the donor sleeping? The donor...?"

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and asked, "Do you know what's wrong with the little master?"

Qingfeng outside the door said: "Tonight, a monk preached the main hall. The abbot was afraid that the donor would sleep lonely, so he asked his children to come and ask the donor to go to the main hall to listen to the Zen preaching!"

"Why are you guarding against me when I talk about Zen? "Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, turned around and grabbed the candle lamp on the table, turned on the door, opened the door, and saw Qingfeng standing ten feet away when he opened the door. When he saw Zhu Yuanzhang coming out, he didn't agree. He folded his hands and stretched out his right hand and couldn't wait to make a "please" position.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little unhappy, frowned slightly, glared at Qingfeng fiercely, and followed him out.

Qingfeng took him through the hall and went straight to the main hall. But in the huge hall, there was only an old monk sitting alone. When he saw him standing up slightly, he clasped his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name.

In the candlelight, Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the monk was the abbot. Since he understood the abbot's intention, he naturally had no good expression on him. He snorted coldly from his nose, ignored him completely, and sat upright on the futon beside him.

When he sat down, the abbot smiled and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang as if a monk was preaching, and casually said: "How can people in the world slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me, how can they be punished?"

This sentence was a Zen saying by Hanshan, a monk who was a master of Taoism in Hanshan Temple and the monk Shede. Hanshan asked Shide: How to deal with it if the world slandered me, bullied me, insulted me, laughed at me, despised me, despised me, despised me, despised me, and despised me, lie to me, how to deal with it? "

Shi Deyun: Just tolerate him, let him, let him avoid him, be patient, respect him, ignore him, and ignore him, and stay for a few more years.

Hanshan said again: What other tricks can you hide from?"

Shide said: I have read the verse of Maitreya Bodhisattva, listen to me recite the verse:

Lao Zhu wore a patched jacket, and was full of food in his belly. He helped Hao Zhehan and everything went with the flow. Some people scolded Lao Zhu,

Lao Zhu only said yes; someone beat Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu fell asleep; he sighed on his face and let him do it.

I save energy and he has no worries. In this way, the paramita is the treasure of the wonderful. If you know this news, you will not worry about not being able to understand it.

Because this verse was passed down by two great monks, it was widely circulated in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. As a Buddhist, the host naturally remembered these verses of more than 300 words clearly and read them casually. It was a bit of a monk's temperament. When he first saw that Zhu Yuanzhang had a strange appearance, he was full of heroic spirit, so he did not dare to ask him to read it. Therefore, he recited this sentence very politely.

The man knew that Zhu Yuanzhang had a blank look on his face, but he just looked at him coldly and snorted from his nose. At this moment, the abbot was slightly stunned and looked at the person in front of him. He saw that although he had a strange appearance, he was dressed simply and was confused and ignorant of the Buddha's words. The original heroic aura was completely gone. In his eyes, this person was actually covered in banditry and could not help but feel contempt.

"Since this person is a bandit, he can learn the truth by saying Zen and enlightenment, it is like playing the piano against a cow. Why not ask about his identity?"

After making up his attention, the abbot said coldly: "Who is the donor?"

Zhu Yuanzhang replied: "I dare to ask Zen Master, and I am in Huaiyou, the ancestral home."

"What kind of karma is it?"

"There is no job at present, only wandering around."

"Ranker? Humph, it's really a bandit?" The abbot looked even more despised and felt a little angry at the original worry: "It's just a bandit, I'm so kind of treating you so much!"

When he felt angry, he didn't feel polite when he spoke. After staring at Zhu Yuanzhang's face for a while, he said angrily: "I look at the donor's face, and it seems that there is murderous aura. The world is in chaos. I hope the donor will choose good karma early, be at peace, and study Buddhism when he has nothing to do, so that he can understand the principles of life."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the abbot with a pair of sinister eyes, a sneer surged from the corner of his mouth. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and asked quietly: "I don't know what the principle of life is."

"The principle of life is the word state of mind. I send two words to the donor, I hope I can understand it myself."

"Dare to ask for advice."

"The ancestors said: Forget the environment and the mind will be destroyed by oneself, the mind will be destroyed without invasion, life will be nothing but illusions. You can enjoy peace with this state."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the abbot for a long time, without saying a word, and said for a long time: "Enjoy peace, forget your mind and disappear, and your mind will not invade you. Life is nothing more than illusion? Haha...haha...?"

The laughter echoed in the huge hall of the Great Hall and never went there for a long time.

The abbot was slightly stunned, then his face was full of anger, and he was about to scold him. Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang had a gloomy face and his tall body slowly stood up. His pair of sinister eyes, like two sharp knives, staring at the abbot's face, were walking step by step.

"when!"

A crisp sound of weapons was made in the empty Grand Palace. Zhu Yuanzhang "brushed" his sword, and a powerful sword energy spread in the hall in an instant. The cold sword light was placed on the abbot's neck.

The abbot was shocked and said tremblingly: "You...what do you...what do you want... don't kill me. If you want money, I can give it to you...? Please don't kill me..."

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, staring at the abbot with a sinister look and sneered: "What the master said just now is that forget the environment and the mind is destroyed and the environment is destroyed and there is no invasion. Life is nothing more than illusion. Can you enjoy peace with this state of mind? The master is so in a state of mind, why are he so afraid? Today, there is a great chaos, only because the people are living in poverty and the soldiers are in chaos, and only from the other side of the river to observe the fire! Like peace in the world, who would like to want a knight, Ruyou and others to eat all day long, marry and have children, just talk about their state of mind, and live in vain, which is shameful!!"

After saying a word, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed at the sky, put away his long sword, and walked towards his Zen room.

The abbot's face turned red when it turned white, and the red turned white. The scene just now was thrilling. It was not until this moment that he realized that although the person in front of him had a strange appearance, he had extraordinary courage.
Chapter completed!