The Path Toward Heaven

Looking at Liu Shisui's reaction, Xiaohe quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I mean invite a monk to come back and teach you how to interpret the Scriptures."

Liu Shisui said: "Zenzi said that it depends on how much I can understand myself. If I think about it, I wouldn't ask me to ask others about it."

Xiao He opened his eyes wide and looked very innocent. He said: "Let's do it secretly, who knows?"

Liu Shisui shook his head and said, "The monks in the temple are extremely high, and this is not feasible."

Xiao He seriously said: "I just always pretend to be weak, but actually very powerful, and those powerful virtues are in the backyard, far away from us."

Liu Shisui still did not accept her proposal, and knew she was lawless, and gave a few warnings before giving up.

It was very cold in the deep winter season. The real elements in Liu Shisui's body finally clashed. He began to cough non-stop, and his face was pale.

Xiao He was very worried and wanted to enter the temple for help many times. Liu Shisui hesitated and eventually stopped her.

Yin San came to pick up the food. Hearing the coughing sound from the house, he was surprised and asked Xiao He a few words.

Xiao He couldn't speak clearly, so Liu Shisui had a cold.

Yin San felt more strange, thinking how practitioners would get sick, not to mention that you are still a natural Dao of my kind in Qingshan, saying that I want to go into the house and see.

His relationship with Liu Shisui was already familiar, and Xiao He was inconvenienced to stop it. He intentionally said a few words aloud and took him into the house.

Liu Shisui leaned on the bed and had listened to Xiao He ’s reminder, naturally knowing what to say, indicating that she had used several pills and should be able to get better in a few days.

Yin San is a bit strange, but his state is far from being restored, he can't see the problem at a glance like Zen, and after thinking about it, he said, "What can I do for you?"

This sentence is very simple, and what he said is indifferent, but falling in Liu Shisui's ears has a sincere and credible feeling.

Liu Shisui suddenly blessed his soul and asked, "How many years have you been in Guocheng Temple?"

"For many years."

Yin Sanxin thought if it counted from that time.

It was more than three hundred years ago that the former god emperor escaped into Guocheng Temple as a monk.

Liu Shisui asked: "Have you read the sutras?"

Yin San laughed and said, "A lot."

If it was not impossible to read the Buddhist scriptures, why did he take such a big risk to become a temple?

Liu Shisui hesitated for a moment, took the piece of cloth from his pillow and handed it over, asking: "Can you help me see what this scripture means?"

Yin San looked at him quietly and took a long time to pick it up. At the moment he touched the silk, his fingertips shivered imperceptibly.

At the beginning of this verse, if I smell four words, it shows that this is the Zen Scripture of Guocheng Temple.

Yin San read this scripture silently, and he felt infinite regret in his heart.

——I really am a person without luck, regardless of past or present life.

This scripture is not what he was looking for, but with his knowledge of ancient and modern history, Liu Shisui's problems can be seen from the scriptures.

It turned out that this little guy actually faced such a difficult problem, no wonder he was coming to Guocheng Temple.

"how is it?"

Liu Shisui's expression was a little nervous, but then he knew he was asking too much and thinking too much.

Even if the other party has been reading the Buddhist scriptures for a long time in Guocheng Temple, after all, it is nothing more than a handyman in a stove, how can he understand such a profound scripture.

"It's not difficult." Yin San said.

Liu Shisui was about to thank him, and then got up and sent him away. Suddenly he listened to the answer and couldn't help but stunned.

Yin San looked at him and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to explain to you?"

The vegetable garden is quiet.

The sun is good today.

The snow on the eaves melted and landed on the rotten cabbage nearest to it, making a crackling sound.

The sound could be heard clearly through the window.

Liu Shisui woke up and said seriously, "Please advise."

Yin San was also polite. He just found a chair and sat down, and began to lecture with him.

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"The focus of Guanqingjingxin is to watch, and to watch is to ..."

"If you have learned, you will have four meanings, this sentence cannot be interpreted by its original meaning ..."

"I don't know what you are referring to in this scripture, but the intention to walk on the ghost baby tree is the point."

Yin San's voice is very soft, and his tone is very gentle, just like a real spring breeze.

The words he uses are very simple, but he can clearly understand the extremely complex Tao, and he is very good at using metaphors, like the most experienced gentlemen in rural private schools.

Liu Shisui has already cooked the melons on the back of this Buddhist scripture, and the meanings are generally clear. I know that they are talking about empty colors, but the scriptures are too esoteric, and there are too many details to confirm. At this time, I got the answer and suddenly understood a lot of truth.

Once the truth is understood, it will exude the most touching glory. Liu Shisui becomes more enchanted as he listens, and has long forgotten everything around him.

Xiao He couldn't understand these scriptures, so she had to calm down a lot. Looking at the handyman named Yin Fu, Liu Mei gradually provoked, but she didn't dare to bother.

I do n’t know if she felt her watchful eyes. Yin San put down the scripture in her hand and said, “Come here.”

After saying this, he turned away from the house, walked into the cellar and moved the two large cabbages, and then left the vegetable garden.

Confirming that he had gone away, Xiao He returned to the house and wanted to say something to Liu Shisui. Seeing him calmly closing his eyes, he seemed to have nothing to say.

That night Liu Shisui stopped coughing.

When he woke up in the early morning of the next morning, his face was much better.

Yin San came to take the dishes as usual, then walked into the house naturally and began to explain the second paragraph of the sutra to Liu Shisui.

I do n’t know if I did my homework in advance or I ’m more proficient. Today, he speaks better. Even Xiao He understands it. Even if it is only 10% of the total, she vaguely feels rewarded. Liu Shisui He listened extremely attentively, and felt fascinated when he heard some wonderful things.

A scripture was only four or five crosses, and Yin San finished it soon, preparing to leave, and suddenly found an extra cup of tea on the table.

He smiled and thanked Xiao He. He went out to take the winter vegetables and left. Xiao He stood at the door and gave him away.

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On the third day, Yin San continued to speak.

Today the tea was prepared in advance on the table. When he was finished leaving, he even discovered that Xiaohe even took out the winter vegetables in advance.

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After that, Yinsan will come to the vegetable garden to give a lecture every day, and then leave after a paragraph, until more than ten days later.

I didn't know what happened that day, he came a lot late.

As the night came, Liu Shisui and Xiao He didn't need to rely on lights to see things, but to play mortals, they still lit a lamp.

The dim light spread all over the room, adding a bit of warmth to the cold winter.

That Buddhist scripture was finally finished.

Yin San finally said to Liu Shisui: "After you understand it, you have to forget the scriptures, which is the true meaning of the scriptures."

Hearing this sentence, Liu Shisui only felt the sound of knowing the buzz in the sea, and there was a heavenly light landing, illuminating a whole new world.

He closed his eyes and began to settle.

A lamp suddenly burst out in the oil lamp, which was very beautiful.

Xiao He stared at the light and shadow that seemed to remain in the room. After a while, he woke up and realized that the man was no longer there.

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(I want to send my family to the field and run a small long distance. Tomorrow only has the chapter at eight o'clock in the evening. Don't worry, the day after tomorrow is still two chapters. It's not time for us to travel ...