Chapter 927: One Leaf Blindfold

Chapter 927
"Brother, the Monkey King is so powerful, can you really go a thousand miles away when you turn a somersault cloud?"
Listening to the story of her brother, Xiao Rou'er was fascinated, as if she wanted to be like the Monkey King, and when she turned her head over, she reached a place far, far away.
However, she thought that her father and mother could fly very fast. When she grew up, even if she could not somersault clouds, she could fly far away.
Children always like to listen to these magical stories. She listens intently, and occasionally makes crisp questions, which sound in the stone room as if they are not passing a test, but telling stories in a warm place.
Even on the third floor, Mu Wushuang never saw anyone who would test her like a sweeping monk.
She vaguely felt that it had something to do with the story told by Xixi. She heard a sigh before, and after Xixi stopped telling the story, she interrupted it several times, but she heard the sigh of unfinished meaning, and it seemed that someone was younger Rou'er still loves to hear this story.
Journey to the West is a story about Buddhism, and it doesn’t seem strange that monks like to listen to it.
And the story also mentions the Bodhi ancestor, which echoes the Bodhi Temple.
It's not that the monk listened to Xixi's story, so forget to test her, right?
But as soon as she thought of this, after entering another floor of the stone room, an old monk appeared.
This old monk is older than the sweeping monk, and his skin is stuck to his bones. This is the real skinny.
"Amitabha Buddha, Lao Na is the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, here to test the female donor."
"Good elder."
Mu Wushuang nodded at him.
"The female donor has committed too many murders, but are you willing to devote yourself to practicing Buddha for ten years, to make atonement for the murders you made, and to save your souls?"
The old monk asked.
Long Xuanxi frowned, this person wants his mother to stay here for ten years!
Mu Wushuang's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the old monk and said, "Elder, murder. I have a clear conscience. I have never killed anyone who shouldn't be killed. This cannot be called killing, so there is no atonement. But I kill. The people are all hateful and abominable people, not injustices, so there is no need to overdo it."
"Amitabha, the Buddha said that one thought can become a Buddha, and one thought can become a devil. The killing created by the female benefactor is too heavy and bloody, and she does not know that there will be a demon in the future."
The old monk said blankly.
"I have no shame in doing things, but you are blinded by appearances, elders. Although I practice killing swordsmanship, I never kill innocent people. I am not a Buddhist, but I also know that the Buddha also said,'One thought Stupidity is prajna-absolute, and wisdom is prajna-birth.' You are an eminent monk, and I hope you don’t think of ignorance."
Mu Wushuang said quietly.
She has never seen something like a heart demon before. She kills people who deserve to be damned. How can there be a heart demon because of some scum?
The old monk's expression was shocked, and he nodded, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha, is a poor monk with a blindfold. The female donor has a tough heart and is not in the pool. Congratulations to the female donor for passing this test.
After speaking, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also disappeared in place.
"My mother passed the test!"
Xiao Rouer said happily.
Mu Wushuang touched her head and pursed her lips.
This second test tests the character and demon. If she has a demon, she will be stayed here to practice Buddha for ten years by the elder today, otherwise she will not be considered as passing the test. There are only two options at that time, one is to give up the test, but to practice Buddha here.
Few people in this world have no demons.
It’s too easy to breed demons. Family, love, and friendship can breed demons. Killing and hurting people can also produce demons. Sometimes a little bit of guilt will gradually increase over time to breed powerful demons and want to kill. It's hard to cut off. However, as long as he is not ashamed of his heart, the demon has no place to stand.
Next, she took the children to continue up.
And this time, a young and handsome monk appeared in front of her. It was the little monk who had spoken to her when he entered the temple before.
"I have seen the little master."
She smiled and said.
"Amitabha, benefactor, meet again."
With a shy smile, the young monk pointed to the many bookshelves behind him and said: "This is the Buddhist scripture pavilion of our Bodhi Temple. The next test of the donor is in this book storage pavilion."
"The next test? Didn't the little master come to test me?" she asked.
"The little monk just came to guide the donor, not the person who tested the donor. If the donor is predestined with the Buddha, he will pass many tests."
The little monk said with a chuckle.
Then he folded his hands and walked out.
She has been destined to the Buddha. She has heard these words several times. What is destined to the Buddha? She doesn't practice Buddha, is not a buddhist person, and has no relationship with Buddha. Can she have a relationship with Buddha?
She thought to herself.
"Mother, let me help you read a part of the scriptures!"
Long Xuanxi said.
"No, Xixi, you can continue telling stories to your sister, don't let her be bored." She said.
"Okay." He nodded, put his sister on the ground, and said to her:
"Sister, remember where the brother's story was just now?"
"Speaking of fart Maweng!" Xiao Rouer said happily.
He pursed his mouth and smiled: "It's not Ma Weng, but Ma Wen. Monkey King snatched the Dinghai Shen Needle from the East China Sea Dragon Palace. The Dragon King went to the Heavenly Court to file a complaint. Later, the Jade Emperor summoned him to the Heavenly Court and sealed him Ma Wen."
"What does Bi Mawen do?" Xiao Rouer asked curiously.
"Yes……"
Listening to the two little guys telling the story, the corners of Mu Wushuang's mouth raised, and with them two, she would have spent a few days in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion without feeling boring.
She walked toward the bookshelf. There were thousands of heart sutras on the bookshelf. When she opened it, they were all in Sanskrit.
Fortunately, she knows a little Sanskrit, so she can understand all these heart sutras.
The little master said that the next test was in these scriptures. She couldn't guess what test it was, so she had to memorize these heart sutras by rote.
She has ten lines at a glance, and the speed of endorsement is extremely fast, but this is the case, twelve hours have passed since all her scriptures were read.
Xiao Rou'er had already slept and woke up. The story of Journey to the West tells that Monkey King and Tang Sanzang went to the west to learn the scriptures, went to Gao Laozhuang, and met Zhu Bajie, a monster with long mouth and big ears.
Mu Wushuang put down the last scripture, already had an idea in her heart, she roughly knew what the next test was.
"Go, Xixi, Xiao Rou'er, let's go up one more floor."
She said to the two children.
Xiao Rouer asked intently: "Mother, my brother hasn't finished speaking yet, has Zhu Bajie married a wife?"
"Nothing."
"Why?"
"Let your brother explain to you." She chuckled lightly.
"The name of Zhu Bajie is Wu Neng. It is given by Guanyin. Buddhism people have clear rules and precepts. Marriage is a violation of the precepts. Therefore, Zhu Bajie is destined to be unable to marry a wife. Do you understand my sister?"