Full-time Boyfriend

Hong Yi takes Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue to a nearby seafood hotel. In coastal cities, seafood is the characteristic.

This seafood hotel is called "old captain", which sounds good.

As soon as I enter the hotel, I don't want to talk about the decoration of the hotel. I just said that Chen Xiang's dog eyes were blinded by the two big trips to the seafood free zone.

I'll go. What are these? There are no less than 30 kinds of shells. They are still alive, and they keep spouting a rod of water from time to time.

Miao Xinyue and Hong Yi secretly smile when they see Chen Xiang's curious expression.

"My dear nephew, all the seafood here are fresh and fresh, just picked up from the sea in the morning. Uncle, I'll order some of the famous dishes for you later. I'm sure you'll be satisfied with them. "

Several people asked for a private room.

"Give me steamed turbot, braised sea cucumber, abalone rice, eight trigrams fish maw, stewed shark fin, and dried scallop bean curd soup..." Hong Yi muttered out the name of the dish, Chen Xiang understood the sea cucumber, abalone, the rest did not understand.

After a while, the dishes came up one after another. Not to mention the craftsmanship of the chef in this seafood restaurant is really good. What they make is not only fragrant, but also bright. People want to drool when they see it. They have to taste it.

There's no bullshit. Eat it!

Chen Xiang has no image of left and right bow, took a bus for half a day. In the morning, he went to see off the plane, but he didn't have time to have breakfast, so he had two meals together.

After eating up all the dishes on the table, Chen Xiang belched with satisfaction.

Hong Yi and Miao Xinyue sitting next to him don't know how to say that Chen Xiang is good. It's not that he hasn't eaten for several days, or that he's just a reincarnated hungry ghost. How can he eat this.

After dinner, Hong Yi takes Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue back to the museum.

"Good nephew, Miao girl, come here, uncle, take you to meet the real treasures in the museum." Hong Yi took Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue around the museum as if they were treasures, and then said.

The crowd came to the top five floor of the museum. This is a big exhibition hall.

In addition to a few classical paintings hanging on the wall, there is only a booth in the middle covered by a thick glass.

"Good nephew, Miss Miao. Do you know what this is? " Hong Yi pointed to the things in the middle booth and asked with a proud face.

"It's just a gold necklace. Well, the pendant of the necklace is a bit strange. Isn't it a gem? " Chen Xiang is a layman.

Miao Xinyue's reaction is different.

Her face almost stuck to the glass cover, a pair of watery eyes, carefully looking at the "not gem" beads on the booth.

"This is... Buddha bone relic?" Miao Xinyue asked in surprise.

"He is worthy of being a top student in Jiangzhou University. He really knows what he is worth. This is the bone relic of the sixth patriarch of Buddhism! " Hong Yi has a big head. He looks like a local rich man, but he can't do it.

"But didn't the Buddha bone relic of the sixth ancestor be robbed when the Fusang devils invaded? Why are you here? " Miao Xinyue said suspiciously.

"You are really an expert! It's worthy of being Professor Gao's Apprentice. Miss Miao, don't follow that dead scholar to study any books every day. Why don't you come and help me. I'll give you a deputy director of the office. No, the director of the office is doing it. What do you think? " Hong Yi began to dig the corner without shame.

"Curator Hong, let's forget it. If I leave, Mr. Gao, I'll take down your house. You'd better tell us about the Buddhist bone relics of the sixth ancestor. " Miao Xinyue is angry. Hong Yi asks about the Buddhist bone relic.

"Well, I still know what the relic is, but who is the sixth ancestor? Is it famous? " Chen Xiang interrupted at this time. If you don't understand, we can ask.

The ancients said: it's not shame to ask. Three people must have my teacher.

"Well, since my nephew is also interested, I will tell you the story well." Hong Yi cleared his throat and said, "Buddhism is divided into many sects, mainly eight. The first is Sanlun sect, also known as faxing sect, the second is Yoga sect, also known as Faxiang sect, the third is Tiantai Sect, the fourth is xianshou sect, also known as Huayan sect, the fifth is Zen sect, the sixth is pure land sect, the seventh is law sect, and the eighth is Tantric sect, also known as Zhenyan sect. But only Zen is called zongmen, and the others can only be called sects. The seven sects of this sect are called sects for short. "

The sixth ancestor of Zen is Dharma, Huike, sangcan, Daoxin, Hongren and Huineng. This relic is the relic of Huineng.

Speaking of master Huineng, the sixth patriarch, there is a legendary story.

Huineng is an eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty. His master is Hongren, the fifth patriarch. Master Huineng is a monk and illiterate.

One day, master Hongren asked his disciples who sat down and said, "how can you save people from the misery of the world when you practice Zen every day without understanding the sufferings of all living beings? Today, I'm going to test the Dharma you've studied and see who has a deeper understanding of the Dharma. Each of you will write a poem, that is, a poem. Pass on the mantle to those who have deep understanding of Buddha nature. "

At that time, Hongren had a highly respected disciple called Shenxiu. He has served Hongren for many years and won the true biography of Hongren. He is also the most influential among all his disciples. He thought about it and wrote on the wall: the body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Brush frequently to avoid dust.

It means that a disciple is like a bodhi tree, and his soul is like a bright mirror. Constantly look at themselves, do not let the dust block the nature of light.

Shenxiu compares dust to worry, and compares people's heart with mirror. That is to say, we should always observe whether our heart has trouble. If there is trouble, we should remove it. That is to say, "wipe it frequently, don't make it cause dust.". Eliminating worries is one of the contents of Buddhist practice, so Shenxiu is right.

All the disciples boasted and praised, but master Hongren didn't nod or shake his head, but he was calm.

At this time, Huineng, who has just been a beginner for a few years, saw the revelation of Shenxiu and said, "no, it's not like this." After that, Tibi wrote a poem on the wall: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it. Where can it cause dust?"

Everyone looked shocked and couldn't believe it! I thought to myself: I don't know one of these big characters, but the younger martial brother who is responsible for carrying water every day is so powerful that he can write such a poem with deep Buddhist nature.

Master Hongren shook his head, wiped Huineng's poem with the sole of his shoes and left without saying a word.

The next day, master Hongren knocked three times on Huineng's head, which was the lesson of yesterday's poem writing.

Huineng realized that he came to master Hongren's meditation room at night.

Master Hongren said to Huineng, "you are my disciple with the highest understanding of Buddhism. I will pass my mantle on to you. But I'm afraid your elder martial brother won't allow you. You'd better leave here overnight and spread the Dharma around. "

In this way, master Huineng left master Hongren and went south alone to promote Buddhism. A few years later, master Hongren passed away. His elder brother Shenxiu inherited master Hongren and became the new abbot, known as "Beijian". And all the way south of the orthodox heirs Huineng master is in today's Jiangzhou near the independent door number "Nantong.".

Later, because of the different Buddhist ideas between the north and the south, these two brothers had several conflicts in Buddhism. This is the origin of the story of the poem "Bodhi originally has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, originally there is nothing, where to cause dust".

"I didn't expect such an interesting story." What Chen Xiang was listening to was that he didn't have enough.

Seeing Chen Xiang's endless aftertaste, Hong Yi said with a smile: "boy, we have a long history in Daxia. There are many more stories like this. "

"Curator Hong, you still didn't tell me why master Huineng's relic is here?" Miao Xinyue urged that she had known the story of master Huineng for a long time. She didn't listen to it as attentively as Chen Xiang. What she was most concerned about now was the origin of the Buddhist bone relic.

"Oh, this one. Not long ago, he was a senior overseas Chinese. It's not convenient for me to tell you the name. He bought it at a high price from abroad. Although he has been abroad all the time, he has always thought about our motherland. This time when he returned home, he brought back master Huineng's Buddhist bone relic and prepared to return it to the country. It's only through him that I've agreed to show it here for half a month. Today is the third day. " With that, Hong Yi was very complacent, as if he had won the Olympic championship. He blushed and said his "brilliant" deeds.

"Oh. So it is... "Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue suddenly.

Just then a few people came up downstairs.

When Chen Xiang looked back, he was a monk in a monk's robe!

"Amitabha, good! Just now, I heard the story of benefactor Hong downstairs. It's really another poor monk who pokes the clouds to see the sun and opens the toilet. I came here unconsciously. Please don't blame me Said a monk with a shining forehead and a good purpose, who was about forty years old.

"It turned out that Zen master fan was disrespectful. Just now he was just talking nonsense. Please don't blame Hong for his disrespectful words." Hong Yi knows the monk in front of him and respects him very much.

"My good nephew, Miss Miao, this is master Huineng's descendant, Zen master Youfan of Nantong."

Hong Yi's amazing introduction.