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- Monk Dongsheng smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Yang Zongbao thought to himself, this old monk has quite a bit of grace.
The first impression that Monk Dongsheng gives people is that he is thin, very thin, it seems that even his bones have shrunk.
"Am I scary?" Monk Dongsheng asked with a smile when he saw Yang Zongbao and Chaoyang staring at him. When he smiled, the wrinkles on his face stretched from the corners of his mouth to behind his ears.
"Fortunately, I have seen someone practicing Zen Zen before." Yang Zongbao just wanted to see the old monk clearly and was really not scared. You must know that the old man of the Yang family has practiced this kind of dry Zen, and he doesn't look much better than the monk Dongsheng. In addition, as a doctor, he is used to seeing all kinds of weird human bodies, so he really doesn't have much feeling for Monk Dongsheng. I just felt that although his body was like a withered bone, his eyes were unusually peaceful, and he didn't look like someone who was seriously ill. However, this kind of eminent monk generally has excellent endurance, so it cannot be judged from the surface whether there is a serious disease.
"Really?" Monk Dongsheng thought this was Yang Zongbao's excuse. After asking, he ignored it and didn't take it seriously.
"Is there anything wrong with you, Master?" Although the temple was peaceful, Yang Zongbao wanted to get to the point quickly: "I came here today to see Master."
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To Yang Zongbao¡¯s expectation, Monk Dongsheng did not speak to him, but instead bought himself a bowl of lotus tea and tasted it slowly.
Yang Zongbao was not in a hurry now. He stretched his legs and lay on the ground to make himself more comfortable.
Chaoyang sat aside very dignifiedly, motionless.
The warm wind blows, but it makes people clear their heads. The novice monks in the distance are watering the vegetable fields
"You're fine." Monk Dongsheng finally spoke.
"How about that?" Yang Zongbao was also very casual.
"My body is incurable. It's hard for those disciples and disciples to come all the way to find you." Monk Dongsheng paused and continued: "But they don't know that I am really dying, even if they force me to stay here. There is no help in the world. Today is the last time to go to the palace, so Mr. Yang can go back. "
¡°What we say must be done,¡± Yang Zongbao insisted.
"Child, are you really" Seeing that he could not persuade Yang Zongbao with words, Dong Sheng could only sigh and slowly untie his red cassock.
"Huh?" Chaoyang frowned. She didn't expect Dongsheng's health to be so serious. I originally thought that even if Yang Zongbao couldn't cure it, I could still get the master to come, but now it seems that even if the master comes, it won't work Thinking of this, Chaoyang looked at Yang Zongbao, not wanting him to blame himself.
Yang Zongbao sat up, carefully looked at Monk Dongsheng¡¯s abdomen, and then said something unexpected: ¡°I can cure it.¡±
"What?" Chaoyang thought it was too ridiculous. Old Monk Dongsheng's abdomen was completely ulcerated, his abdominal organs were completely exposed, his intestines were necrotic, and he had begun to emit a foul odor If it could be saved, then it would not be difficult to resurrect the dead.
"Child, what did you say?" Dongsheng thought he was seriously ill and began to have auditory hallucinations.
"Although I can't completely cure you, I can prevent your condition from progressing" Yang Zongbao was not kidding.
"My child, I have said that the conditions reached by my disciples and you are void, so you don't need to feel guilty. I voluntarily helped you, so" Dongsheng still wanted to explain.
"I can really control it, but the question is, Master, do you really want to live?"
Dong Sheng stared at Yang Zongbao for a moment, feeling that he was no longer exaggerating. He looked at Chaoyang and found that Chaoyang nodded slightly to him.
¡°Young Master said you can save him, you can save him.¡± Chaoyang said no more words.
"Mr. Yang has extraordinary abilities" Monk Dongsheng didn't know what to say: "I have been practicing zazen meditation for 20 years. I should not interfere with worldly affairs, but I always fail to comply, so my body is injured and my skin is ulcerated. , I originally wanted to end it like this, but I was afraid that after my death, those disciples and grandchildren would not be able to live in peace. I originally wanted to exchange this treatment opportunity for your care for them, but I also had selfish motives. I am in so much pain, like being bitten by thousands of ants, that I hope to be free one day"
¡°Master, it¡¯s better to make a decision early.¡± Yang Zongbao said.
"Please sir, save my master."
Unknowingly, a group of monks and novices were kneeling outside the Zen room. They were probably the disciples and disciples mentioned by Monk Dongsheng.
"" Dong Sheng looked at the monks and novices kneeling below him, with pain on his face.
"It can be saved, but your master must follow me back to heaven."
Chaoyang was surprised that Yang Zongbao would say this?, but when I thought of Monk Dongsheng's situation, I couldn't help but nod.
"ThisMaster can't leave" One of the fat monks kneeling on the ground took two steps forward and said.
"I will go with Mr. Yang" Monk Dongsheng suddenly said.
"Master"
"Grandmaster¡¡"
"I have made up my mind." Monk Dongsheng's decision was unquestionable.
"Don't worry, my healing tools are left in heaven." Yang Zongbao comforted the monks in the corridor.
"Baolin, follow me." Dongsheng called his name.
The young novice monk who once led Yang Zongbao and Chaoyang came out.
"Chaoyang, go tell other temples now and arrange them another day. I will stay here tonight." Yang Zongbao ordered.
"I know." Chaoyang stuffed a cloth bag into Yang Zongbao before leaving: "Master said, you know how to use it."
"Nothing is missing?" Yang Zongbao took it and smiled.
Soon rattan curtains were drawn around the Zen room. Because the climate in South Africa is hot all year round, most houses are ventilated. Part of the walls of the rooms in Dongsheng Temple are replaced with rattan curtains.
The curtain was lowered to block the view from outside. Yang Zongbao then carefully inspected the old monk's thin body. The skin covering the bones has lost its luster, like the bark of an old book, with pits and pits Monk Dongsheng's body has been drained of fat and muscles, making it difficult to move Yang Zongbao can imagine that earlier At that time, the old monk endured some severe pain and went to the palace.
"I have two methods, you choose!" After Yang Zongbao finished the inspection, Baolin, who had been waiting beside him, hurriedly brought a basin of water and asked him to wash his hands.
"Please tell me!" the old monk said.
"First, I will use Western medicine methods to rebuild your abdominal cells and let you restore your previous body, but it will take a long time. I don't know if it can be completed before your life span is exhausted; second, I will use the ancient methods of the Celestial Dynasty to restore your body. Oriental medicine nourishes your body, which also takes a long time. What is your choice? "Yang Zongbao would rather the old monk choose the first option.
But the old monk asked about other things: "You said that the people you know who practice Zen are at what stage of their practice?" Monk Dongsheng now does not question anything Yang Zongbao said. He had heard him talk about it before. I am practicing Zen Zen, so I wanted to ask.
"To be honest, Master, it's my grandfather." Yang Zongbao took the towel handed over by Baolin and wiped his hands: "But my grandfather seems to be different from you. Although he is also thin, he is made of steel and iron one side of his face The plump side is as skinny as firewood"
"Spring comes out of the dead wood. Your grandfather has reached a great state." Monk Dongsheng sighed: "I am really looking forward to the trip to the Celestial Dynasty. I hope to have the opportunity to discuss it with that eminent monk."
"You can do it if you have it." Yang Zongbao took out several things from the bag Chaoyang handed him.
"Thisthis" Even the monk Dongsheng, who had great cultivation, could not calm down.
In front of him, there was a lotus flower, a lotus seed, a golden knife
"Master?" Baolin also saw it, but he didn't know what was in front of him besides the golden knife that looked valuable, the shriveled withered flowers and the wrinkled lotus seeds that should surprise his master.
"I have only seen these things in scriptures. This is the first time I have seen them in real form." Monk Dongsheng was very surprised.
Yang Zongbao also looked at the thing in front of him with a complicated expression. He knew where these things came from, and he also knew where Chaoyang got them. To be exact, he had seen things that were better than what he saw before him, but now facing them, he felt a little entangled in his heart.
"Mr. Yang, what's the matter?" Monk Dongsheng observed people's thoughts carefully, and even the subtle changes of Yang Zongbao could not escape his eyes.
"I'm a little repelled by these things" Yang Zongbao is also seeking enlightenment from people of great wisdom: "I don't believe in gods or Buddhas, and I have no faith, so I have always preferred Western medicine. If you are sick, treat it, and you will be long-term. Cut the lump as soon as it appears The idea is clear and the treatment is simple. What a perfect set of theory and practice. But these things in front of me broke my common sense and I was a little at a loss. If these are true, then Western medicine tells us. Is it true that the human body is made up of cells?¡±
"Baolin, bring me a basin of dew, and ask for a golden basin" Monk Dongsheng told the young novice monk.
"Yes, Master." Baolin went out.
"A big deal?" Yang Zongbao was a little excited.
"It's all true. Mr. Yang is afraid of the unknown." Monk Dongsheng smiled kindly: "Your fears are all true"
"You are right." Yang Zongbao smiled bitterly: "I know nowMany things, I even know how to resurrect the dead"
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Yang Zongbao and Dong Sheng looked back and found that Baolin had dropped the basin in his hand, and the water in the basin splashed all over the floor.
"Let's play another game." Monk Dongsheng ordered.
"Yes." Baolin hurried out. As soon as he entered the meditation room, he heard Yang Zongbao's arrogant remarks about "resurrecting the dead", which frightened him. Paulin suddenly thought of many things. Is it true? If it is true, can Mr. Yang be asked to resurrect his parents? With such doubts, Baolin quickly went to get water
"No wonder you said you can cure me." Monk Dongsheng nodded: "Since you have discovered more secrets, it is different from the height we are standing at. You may have seen more secrets, those secrets Leaving you at a loss?¡±
"Yes. I have always been an ordinary person, a normal human being, and those things should not be in my control. The more I understand it, the more I understand that the so-called knowledge is a bottomless pit. I will never be able to reach the top in my entire life. Now I This is the painful thing." Yang Zongbao seemed not to be complaining, but to argue with Dong Sheng. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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