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Chapter 32 Accession to the WTO

A lamp is burning in the temple.

Qingfang sat on the futon, reciting scriptures silently in front of the Buddha statue, knocking on the wooden fish with his hands, and didn't open his eyes when he heard someone approaching.

Chu Zhou stood beside him for a while, seeing that he kept the same posture all the time, as if he was used to it, he couldn't help but asked, "Does Master come to praise Buddha every night?"

Qingfang still closed his eyes, kept moving, and nodded his head.

Chu Zhou stopped bothering him and stood quietly by the side.

Qingfang suddenly opened his eyes, his black pupils were clean and unwavering, his voice was like spring water in winter, clear and cold, "Aren't you resting?"

Chu Zhou shook his head, saw that there was another futon near him, walked over, and sat down.There was a wooden fish in front of the futon, he paused, picked up the wooden fish, and knocked on it like the other party.

Feeling the approach of the other party, Qingfang paused slightly, and then immersed himself in the Dharma again.

Before I knew it, the sky was already slightly bright, and the lights had already gone out.

Qingfang finally stopped and turned his head. Chu Zhou was dozing off, and he could barely hold the wooden fish mallet in his hand.

Thoughts gradually drifted away.

He lights up the ancient Buddha every night, only accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish, and no one has ever sat beside him like this for a whole night.

"Master."

The voice suddenly sounded, and he came back to his senses, seeing the other party yawned and looking at him suspiciously.

He was silent for a moment, and said, "Go and rest."

Chu Zhou was so sleepy that he didn't bother to ask him if he would take a rest, so he walked back to the yard in a daze, climbed onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.

The sky is bright.

It was already noon when Chu Zhou woke up, and he sat on the bed for a while before gradually waking up.

Stretching his waist, he walked out of the room slowly. He didn't realize it until he saw the disciples cleaning in the yard. Where is Qingfang?

"Master uncle has gone to the abbot's place." The simply dressed disciple replied.

He nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "What does Master usually do?"

The disciple answered politely, with reverence in his voice, "Master Uncle is the most gifted person in the monastery. He devotes himself to Buddha, and he is chanting scriptures and enlightening the Tao every day."

Chu Zhou couldn't help admiring the way the other party was concentrating last night, and the life the other party lived day after day.At the same time, he also thought that he would have to work and rest with Qingfang in the future, otherwise there would be no other way to increase his favorability for such a person who only pays attention to Buddhism.

the other side.

Qingfang looked at the abbot quietly, those dark eyes were indifferent, and no one could ever break the calm.

Seeing his indifference, the abbot sighed, and said, "Qingfang, you are very talented, and you chant Buddha every day, why don't you know why you haven't cultivated a Zen mind?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

Qingfang is indeed puzzled. The Buddha said the eight sufferings, and the world is struggling with them.However, he is born detached from the outside world, with no suffering, no pain, no desires, no desires, and everything is empty.Beside the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, it is brightly lit every night, but he has not yet cultivated a Zen mind.

"It is true that you are dedicated to Buddha, but you have to experience the true detachment before you can be truly relieved." The abbot saw what he was thinking, and sighed again, "Nowadays, ghosts and demons are rampant, and the world will be chaotic. You still need to prepare and practice in the world. Bar."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and fell into meditation directly.

Qingfang lowered his eyes, said "yes", and then backed away.

Then he went to the meditation hall to meditate.

Passing by a bunch of disciples on the road, they were talking about Buddhism.

He unexpectedly thought of the entry into the WTO that the abbot said.

Why join the WTO?Can one become a Buddha just by joining the WTO?He is familiar with Buddhist scriptures and works hard to practice, but what is the Buddha in his heart?

"Master?"

Before he got there, someone stopped him. It was Chu Zhou who was looking for the Zhaitang not long after he got up.

"Master, are you going to eat?"

Qingfang nodded, kept walking, but turned to the direction of the Zhaitang.

Chu Zhou followed and saw that the other party was calm and showed no sign of sleepiness. He asked curiously, "Is Master not asleep?"

Qingfang closed his jaw slightly, and gave a faint "hmm".

He opened his eyes wide in surprise and asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

The other party turned his eyes and said: "If you have gained something in your practice, you only need to enter meditation and don't need to fall asleep."

"Eh?" Chu Zhou was a little surprised.

Cultivation, meditation?

So this is not an ordinary world?Then why can't he still use the ability of Onmyoji?But since he can cultivate, he can also try it, maybe he will have the ability to protect himself.

At this moment, Qingfang's voice came, "Here we are."

He hurriedly recalled Fei Yuan's thoughts, and followed behind into the dining hall.

The dining hall is not too big, there are dozens of wooden tables, and there are no people at this moment, only two young disciples are eating quickly, as if they are in a hurry, and saw them come in and take a look , and then stopped, looking in shock at Qingfang who had never eaten here.

The two of them didn't care about the sight, and took the meal freely.

Chu Zhou hadn't eaten for a whole day. Although his movements looked elegant, his speed was definitely not slow. He finished a bowl of porridge within a few minutes.At this time, the person opposite hadn't moved his chopsticks.

He asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Qingfang shook his head, picked up the chopsticks, and took a mouthful of vegetables in a strange way.Although other people in the temple always eat habitually, he has never used food since he reached the Great Achievement in cultivation.

Finally, after Chu Zhou was completely full, Qingfang only ate a few mouthfuls.

Qingfang is really going to the meditation hall now. Since Chu Zhou has not yet started to learn about Buddhism, he gave up letting him go to meditate with him, and just said: "Go back and read more about the Buddhist principles in the book."

Seeing that the other party answered "Yes", he walked towards the meditation hall.

Chu Zhou had already decided to try to cultivate, so he looked at it seriously after returning home.Although I don't understand it well, I understand the Buddhist practice system at least.

Cultivation is related to the Buddha's mind.

The more Buddhist books you read, the more Buddhist principles you understand, and the higher your cultivation will be.Until the bottleneck is encountered at the end, if you can prove the Zen mind, you can directly become a Buddha.

It's just that there are few people who can do it, and most people stop at the bottleneck.

Chu Zhou thought, I don't know what stage Qingfang's cultivation has reached now, and if he has worked so hard, has his cultivation reached a high level?

Just thinking wildly like this, he also flipped through a few books until evening.

Had dinner.

In the evening, Chu Zhou continued to go to the Buddhist hall.

Qingfang still closed his eyes and chanted sutras, and didn't respond when he heard him coming, but the futon and wooden fish were still beside him.

He laughed softly, Qingfang's tapping action paused slightly, and finally looked up at him, he was a little stunned when he saw his smiling face clearly, after a long while, he closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He sat down, meditated with Qingfang, knocked on the wooden fish, and sometimes felt the subtle Dharma.

A few days passed like this.

Until one day, he saw Qingfang changed into a white robe, wearing a bamboo hat, holding a Zen staff of the same height, with a small burden on his body, and was about to walk out of the temple gate.

He hurried over, stood in front of the other party, and asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Go down the mountain." Still in a calm tone.

Chu Zhou asked in surprise: "Going down the mountain? What about me?"

Qingfang said lightly: "The purpose of going down the mountain is to practice in the world. You haven't started yet, so you have to stay in the temple to understand Buddhism."

"I want to be with you." Chu Zhou didn't care about the reasons given by the other party, and insisted that if Qingfang went down the mountain, what would be the point of him staying here.

"...No." Qingfang was silent for a moment, and refused.

"Okay then," Chu Zhou turned and walked inside, saying as he walked, "I won't be with you, I'll go down the mountain tomorrow."

"Wait," Qingfang finally spoke, and seeing Chu Zhou suddenly turned around and stared at him with a smile in his eyes, he said helplessly, "Let's go."

"Okay." Chu Zhou smiled, walked quickly to the other side, followed closely, and walked down the mountain together.

Neither of them ever went down the mountain.

Chu Zhou just came to this world, while Qingfang grew up in Lanruo Temple. He devoted himself to worshiping Buddha, enlightening Taoism and practicing, and never went out.

This mountain road is very long, with peach blossoms in full bloom on both sides, and they walked for a long time.The temperature on the top of the mountain was slightly lower, until all the way down, the fog dissipated, and the flowers disappeared. The temperature gradually rose, and it was almost at the bottom of the mountain.

It is the end of April in the world.

Chu Zhou was tired from walking, and his body was a little sweaty, but Qingfang still looked cold and indifferent, like a fairy living on a snow mountain.

There should be a town in the distance, and there is a tea stall at the gate of the city. Some pedestrians pass by in a hurry, and some people stop to drink a few cups of tea and inquire about news.

They walked over.

Passers-by saw Zhou's appearance clearly and stopped one after another, but when they saw Qingfang wearing a bamboo hat, especially the Zen stick in his hand, they hurried away in awe.

There are not many people with cultivation in this world, but most of the monks can practice, not to mention that this person may come from Lanruo Temple.That is the world's leading Buddhist holy land.

Chu Zhou sat down and drank two big sips of water to relieve the thirst in his throat. Qingfang next to him also took off his bamboo hat, revealing a picturesque appearance.

The owner of the tea stall stood by, trembling, and could only call out "Master".

Chu Zhou asked: "What major events have happened in this city recently?" On the way down the mountain, he asked that Qingfang was the abbot who let him enter the world. save people?

As expected, the boss's expression changed, and he said: "There may be monsters in the city recently, and several people have already died."

Chu Zhou frowned, and continued to ask: "Do you know what kind of monster? Who are the dead?"

The boss shook his head and said, "Masters, you should go to the city and ask, that's all I know."

Chu Zhou and Qingfang looked at each other, and decided to go to the city. Anyway, they had no destination.

It was already noon.

They walked into the city gate, and within a few steps, they saw a group of people in front of them, and the faces of those people were mixed with disgust and fear.

Suddenly someone saw them, and a middle-aged man called out "Master" in a trembling voice, and everyone dispersed and surrounded them again, enclosing them in the middle.

When they were moving, Chu Zhou finally saw clearly what they were surrounded by.

It was a corpse.

A corpse with a distorted face, protruding eyes, and a body that had been cut into pieces.