Chapter 166 I urge you to be kind (seeking votes at the end of the month) “Haitian Buddha Kingdom.” Looking at the spectacular Haichao Temple Gate in front of him, Zuo Zhong read out what was written above, savored it carefully, turned around and said to Shen Dongxin: "I don't know if it lives up to its name, let's go." At this time, the two of them disguised themselves as wealthy young men from Ningbo who were visiting. This is very common in Putuo Mountain. As the Spring Festival approaches, many outsiders come here with their relatives and friends to burn incense and worship Buddha. Shen Dongxin looked at the four majestic words on the mountain gate. As he walked, he whispered: "I didn't pay attention when I came here before. I didn't expect Haichao Temple to be so large." Zuo Zhong wiped the sunglasses on his hands: "After entering, we will proceed as planned. I will try my best to contact Shen Ku and at least have a conversation with him. I will leave the rest to you. If you find something unusual, don't reveal it. We don't know if there are other Japanese spies in Haichao Temple. If there are, we will be in danger. " Shen Dongxin glanced around and said confidently: "Don't worry, emotional performance and control are compulsory courses for us. I will be nearby to support you. If the situation goes wrong, I will retreat." Zuo Zhong smiled. The two of them had been together since childhood and there was no need to worry about tacit understanding. This was one of the reasons why he brought Shen Dongxing to scout. Language was another reason. After speaking, the two of them climbed up the steps. There were many tourists along the way, including gentry in gorgeous clothes and common people in ragged clothes, until they were stopped by the Zhike monk in front of the temple.
After the monk Zhike saluted, he said: "The two donors are here to offer incense or to play. If you are playing, you can walk from the mountain road on the right to the seaside. There is a cliff stone carving there. There is a huge rock when you walk to the seaside, which is a good place to climb up to the distance. When you climb to the top of the rock, you can see Mount Luojia in the east, and the footprints left by Guanyin Bodhisattva when he opened the Taoist temple in Putuo. " This was said very politely, but in fact it was a tactful advice. If you don’t want to offer incense, don’t enter the temple. It seems that this place has become a tourist attraction, and the masters must have been disturbed by tourists on weekdays. Zuo Zhong shook his head after hearing this: "We are here to offer incense. In addition, we also want to see Master Shen Ku." The monk who knew the guest smiled when he heard that he was a pilgrim, and stepped aside to give way: "You two can go straight and offer incense. As for the master of suffering, the young monk cannot be the master. The donor is mainly because we are destined or we can meet." Zuo Zhong stopped asking further questions and walked into Haichao Temple. The buildings inside were smaller than Tiantong Temple, but more exquisite. There was also a statue of Guanyin standing in front of the main hall. Many men and women knelt down under the Guanyin statue, holding lit incense bundles in their hands, chanting words and kowtowing in prayer. Thick green smoke drifted down the wind in front of Zuo Zhong. “Yawn.” Zuo Zhong rubbed his nose, the smell was a bit pungent. Shen Dongxin was quite embarrassed: "Are we going to kneel and offer incense like this?" Zuo Zhong did not answer, but walked directly to the merit box, and put a thick wad of banknotes into it under the eyes of everyone. “Amitabha, thank you so much, donor. I wonder why you came to this temple?” He gave so much money for incense without offering incense. The incense monk couldn’t guess the purpose of this generous pilgrim, so he had to ask. Zuo Zhong looked pious and clasped his hands: "I have long heard that Master Shen Ku of your temple is compassionate and has superb Buddhist teachings, so I came to Putuo Mountain from Ningbo to visit you. I wonder if you can introduce him to us." "Please wait a moment, distinguished guest." The incense monk did not hesitate, letting the young novice beside him take over his work, and he picked up the monk's robe and ran out of the hall with quite vigorous skills. Looking at the incense monk trotting along, Zuo Zhong pointed in the direction of the temple door and said, "Did you see it? This is a meeting between fateful people. It seems that we have a lot of fate with Master Shenku." Shen Dongxin was stunned, and after a long time he smiled bitterly: "So this is fate. It's really not shallow. It's thick enough, worth dozens of yuan." Zuo Zhong didn’t pay attention. Monks also need to eat. In the final analysis, temples are a service industry. You get what you pay for. This charging logic and service level are very reasonable. The two of them waited in the main hall for a short while. The incense monk rushed back and said to Zuo Zhong and Zuo Chong with a smile: "Two distinguished guests, please come with me. Master Shen Ku is free today." Zuo Zhong and Shen Dongxin glanced at each other, showed knowing smiles, and followed the incense monk to the back of the hall. After a while, they arrived outside a monk's room with the door open. “Two distinguished guests, this is the meditation room of Master Shen Ku. The young monk will take his leave first.”
“Okay, thank you so much, master.” The incense monk stood outside the door and stopped seeing each other off. Shen Dongxin stopped naturally, and Zuo Zhong walked into the monk's room and saw the deep suffering who was meditating on the futon and chanting sutras. This monk's room is very simple, with nothing else but a bed. The rest are only various Buddhist scriptures, and there is not even a Buddha statue. Shen Ku heard the footsteps and looked up. He felt that this noble young man looked familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that he had met him on the way to Tiantong Temple. Zuo Zhong clasped his hands together and said, "I have seen Master Shenku." Shenku returned the favor: "We have already met this donor." Zuo Zhong’s face was full of confusion and he asked doubtfully: “I don’t know where I have seen the master, but I don’t remember it.” Muttered the Buddha's name deeply: "I once met the donor at a tea stall on the road to Tiantong Temple, and was very embarrassed by the smoke and dust from the donor's car." Of course Zuo Zhong remembered, and more than that, he knew exactly what snacks Shenku ate at the tea stall, how much water he drank, what he said to his companions, and whether he talked in his sleep at night. But the painful words made his heart skip a beat. They had only met each other, let alone talked. According to common sense, not to mention their appearance, they would forget even what happened that day. But Shen Ku’s words showed that he had a good memory. Zuo Zhong wouldn’t care at all if this happened to others, but it would be wrong if it happened to Shen Ku because he was a suspected Japanese spy. It is impossible for a spy to say these things. Never show abilities that are different from ordinary people at any time. This is the most basic requirement for lurking. Spies who attract other people's attention are stupid and will not live long. Is your guess wrong? After suffering so much, his reaction was not only not suspicious, but also very normal. This made Zuo Zhong couldn't help but wonder whether the other party meant to say that to confuse him. Zuo Zhong pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Master, I have a bad memory. I'm sorry. I have urgent matters to deal with that day." Shenku put down the rosary in his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay. I don't know what the donor's name is, and why you are looking for me. I hear your accent is from Ningbo. If you want to burn incense, you should go to Tiantong Temple." Is this a test? That would be too direct. Zuo Zhong explained the reason he had already thought of: "My surname is Xing. I heard that the magic weapon consecrated by the master is very effective. I came here to ask for one as an offering." She laughed bitterly: "I see that the donor has a red face, well-dressed, and extraordinary bearing. I guess you are used to giving orders or come from a wealthy family with a lot of servants. What else do you want." Zuo Zhong shook his head: "My family's wealth cannot be as much as the things outside my body. Firstly, I want the health of my elders in the family, and secondly, I want the safety of my younger siblings. I wonder if Master can help me." Suffering without saying a word, he said after a while: "I'm not prevaricating. What the donor Xing asks for is destined by destiny. If the donor's family does good deeds, they will get good results. The offering is just for peace of mind." Zuo Zhong was a little surprised. Shen Ku said it so straightforwardly, almost saying that the things in his temple were fakes. Could it be that he didn't want to deal with wealthy people? What on earth was he avoiding by being so low-key? Zuo Zhong looked angry and annoyed: "I heard that the master agreed to all the people's requests. Why did he refuse Xing's request with excuses? Could it be that the master has some objections to us nobles? If this word spreads, Haichao Temple will be in big trouble. The local tyrants and evil gentry also have tempers. After listening to this, Shen Ku said calmly: "Donor Xing, please don't be angry. People work hard to make a living. It's not a bad thing to have someone to put their souls on. It can make them do good, resolve the hostility in their hearts, and reduce conflicts. But for people like the donor, who pays too much attention to Bodhisattvas, they sacrifice their own foundation and seek the last. If you can treat farmhands and servants well, it will be the greatest good deed, and it will definitely protect your home and home. On the other hand, if you are rich and unkind and treat the people harshly, no matter how much you ask for, it will be nothing more than a flower in the water and a moon dream. When the disaster comes, these clay puppets will not be able to protect the family wealth, nor the lives of the family. " Having said so much, I can actually sum it up in four words - I advise you to be kind. Zuo Zhong pretended to look ugly on the surface, but he was very emotional in his heart. What Shenku said was very reasonable. Unfortunately, too many people couldn't understand it. It seems that there is nothing to gain here. This old monk is either really virtuous, or he is Watertight. He snorted coldly: "In that case, Xing will take his leave. Master, there is no need to send him off." After saying this, he rushed out of the meditation room angrily. In deep anguish, he lowered his eyes and put his palms together: "Amitabha."
Shen Dongxin followed Zuo Zhong out of Haichao Temple and asked in a low voice: "How is it going? What did you gain? Why did you rush out after having such a good conversation?" Zuo Zhong calmed down his anger and made a joke: "I was pointed at by the old monk and scolded him for being a bald donkey. They have to persuade me to treat farmhands and servants well, otherwise there will be disasters like destroying my family and destroying my family." Shen Dongxin thought for a long time before he understood what Zuo Zhong meant, and grinned: "Your Zuo family is famous for being kind and kind, and the old man is a well-known benefactor throughout the city, so don't worry." Dashan, your whole family is a great benevolent person. After Zuo Zhong cursed, he looked at the time and saw a suspicious target. He pointed to a mountain road and said, "Let's go to Fodingshan Temple to find me." Shen Dongxin was a little surprised: "Why don't you go to Putuo Zen Temple to find Monk Zhanjing? From our current location, it is closer and convenient." “Prevent being followed, Dong Xin, the real action is different from the book. You have to keep one hand on guard when going to the toilet, and you have to keep one eye open when sleeping. If Shen Ku is a spy, there may be a tail behind him.” Zuo Zhong took the time to give Shen Dongxin a practical lesson. He had just moved from a peaceful environment to the intelligence world, so there would inevitably be oversights. Zuo Zhong hoped that he could adapt as soon as possible, because there was not much time for him to get used to it. .
(End of this chapter)