Party patriotism is just a joke, but Liu Yanzhi really went to the temple to seek the truth. He went to Ruohua Temple in the northern suburbs of the river, a Zen temple with high incense. From the beginning of the mountain gate, there were crowds of tourists. When he arrived in front of the Main Hall, he was shoulder to shoulder. The huge incense burner was filled with high incense, and the sound of monks chanting scriptures lingering in his ears.

There is a place in the temple that specializes in fortune-telling and blessings. Liu Yan lined up for a long time and finally it was his turn, but he did not draw lots, but wanted to ask about reincarnation and reincarnation.

The fat monk looked at him and said with a expressionless expression: "All worlds are born and die, exist before and after, gathering and dispersing, and the thoughts are continuous, cycled, and all kinds of choices are all reincarnation."

"Master, I want to get a more precise and specific explanation. I know someone. I suspect that she was my wife in her previous life..." Liu Yanzhi said with great difficulty, afraid that the monk would not understand, but the monk's expression did not change at all. He just attracted a little novice monk and asked him to take Liu Yanzhi to another place.

The little shaman led Liu Yanzhi into a cross-yard with the sign "Don't enter tourists". This is the office area of ​​monks, but it is not deserted. The Zen room is full of people, and they are all decent in their clothes.

"Donor, I have to sign the name on it when I listen to Master Xingkong's teachings." The little novice monk brought the merit book, which was full of names and donations, at least 3,000 yuan, and there were tens of thousands more.

"I didn't bring so much money." Liu Yan touched his body, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's okay to swipe the card." The little novice took out the POS machine.

"Forget it, I'd better leave." Liu Yan felt that he had come to the wrong place, and ran away in the contemptuous look of Xiaoshami.

Instead of returning as usual, he climbed up the steps and walked around the office area. The Mercedes-Benz and BMW Audi were in the parking lot, probably the car of the abbots. What is puzzling is that there is also a brightly colored Beetle, I don’t know if it’s a nun or a monk’s family.

Going further up, it is the former site of Ruohua Temple. The gate here is closed and not open to tourists. Ruohua Temple is a temple built during the Northern Wei Dynasty. It was burned and rebuilt several times. The last reconstruction was in 2010. The magnificent halls outside were newly built, and here are Qing Dynasty buildings with a history of 300 years.

Liu Yanzhi climbed over the wall and entered. The old Zen room was old. The bluestone slabs on the ground were carved with traces of vicissitudes. Unfortunately, in such a simple and quiet place, there were a group of monks full of stinky smells. Liu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was also stupid and actually came to the temple to seek the truth.

"The donor is so elegant." Suddenly someone asked someone to talk to him. Liu Yanzhi turned his head and looked at him. He was a young man wearing tunic clothes and had a flat head. He had big ears and a solemn appearance. He thought he was a monk here, so he explained, "I'll take a look and leave."

The man said, "Since you come, you can rest assured. Just look at it, I'll also come over the wall."

"Aren't you a monk?"

"Actually I am a Rinpoche." The man stretched out his hand, "Just, my surname is Hu, Hu Qingsong, I once became a monk, but now I am reborn, traveling around the world, looking for the mystery of the universe. This is also a kind of practice."

"Why are you still secular?" Liu Yan asked with a smile, "Isn't it more suitable for practice in the temple?"

Hu Qingsong replied: "Then do you think the monks in this temple are practicing?"

Liu Yanzhi shook his head.

"Where is Buddha in my heart, where isn't cultivation?" Hu Qingsong smiled freely.

Liu Yanzhi shook hands with him, and the two of them traveled together. As they chatted, they talked about the issue of reincarnation.

"Dharmas are born, and Dharmas are destroyed, and they are destroyed. All are caused by the combination of causes and conditions. If there is no cause and condition, all suffering will be destroyed. If sentient beings are caused by causes and conditions, all dharmas will be born. After the Tathagata saw that sentient beings are born in a continuous manner, he said that there is birth and death." Hu Qingsong said, "This is what is said in the "Middle Agama Sutra". This sutra mainly talks about the cycle of reincarnation. If you want to study this aspect, it is recommended that you read this sutra."

"So, do you believe there is reincarnation?" Liu Yan said straight.

Hu Qingsong nodded: "The Dharma is boundless and saves all sentient beings. The sentient beings in the world have karma retribution because of committing good or bad karma. There are six places for this karma retribution, which are called the six realms. The six realms are divided by the Buddha according to the size of the blessings received by the karma retribution body. They are: the heavenly way, the Asura way, the human way, the animal way, the hungry ghost way, and the hell way..."

"Sorry, interrupt it." Liu Yan was dizzy when he heard it, and had no choice but to interrupt, "What Asura, the hungry ghost, let's not talk about it for now. Since you are a practitioner, do you know someone who can communicate with others?"

"Spirit? Are you talking about the kind that can see the soul?" Hu Qingsong thought, "There are many such people, most of which are fake, and some are real. Usually, they master a certain special ability after a serious illness, and science cannot explain it. I think our current scientific level is not enough to explain many supernatural phenomena, so I have to classify them as superstition and use religion to explain it. In fact, religion is also a ignorant science. Just like the ancients discovered that sulfur saltpeter charcoal can synthesize gunpowder, but only master it, and cannot fully understand the molecular formulas of these constituting materials. Can we explain the newspaper reincarnation mentioned in Buddhism by science?"

Liu Yanzhi was very interested: "Tell me, I'll listen carefully."

Hu Qingsong said: "People who believe in Buddhism pay attention to accumulating virtue and doing good deeds will receive good rewards in the future. However, if the believers have billions of people, who will record the data on accumulating virtue and doing good deeds? Buddha or Bodhisattva? This is almost impossible."

Liu Yan nodded.

Hu Qingsong continued to talk: "This problem was unsolvable in ancient times, but with the progress of science, it seems that it can be realized slowly. Just as the prophetic novel "1984", there will be a big brother watching you all the time, through scientific and technological means, ubiquitous surveillance cameras, personal terminals worn on people, and increasingly developed supercomputers. The development of networks and artificial intelligence has made it possible to store and calculate massive data. Every bit of people's daily life is recorded and analyzed, and everyone is judged. There are many science fiction movies in the United States that have depicted such a future. We might as well extend it. Human beings have immortality, physical aging and destruction, but consciousness is eternal. The master will assign whether you will be a human or a beast in your next life based on your performance in this life."

Liu Yan was so frightened that he heard it.

Hu Qingsong laughed: "Of course, what I said is still a big gap in depth, breadth, integrity and accuracy compared with the karma and cause and effect mentioned in Buddhism. This is just to let you understand some concepts of Buddhism in a scientific way."

Liu Yanzhi said: "I understand a little bit. Reincarnation means deleting files and replaying."

Hu Qingsong nodded: "It's almost the same. I think you are struggling with this problem. Maybe there was some kind of inconvenient adventure. I'll introduce you to a person who is quite famous in Beijing. Many leaders at the ministry level ask him to tell fortunes. You can try it."

"Please tell me." Liu Yanzhi took out his cell phone to prepare the record.

"This person's surname is Hu, nicknamed Hu Banxian. It is said that he is really a half immortal. The dragon has no beginning and end. It is not easy to find him. He opened a small shop outside Yonghe Palace in Beijing. I'll give you the address."

Liu Yanzhi suddenly thought that the last time he traveled to 1900, he met a blind man who touched his head and fortune teller. He seemed to have a surname of Hu. Could it be that he had some mysterious relationship with Hu Banxian? He thought it was impossible. The blind man Hu had been dead for a hundred years. Even if he had a relationship, he was his descendant.

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At the same time, Zhen Yue drove 400 kilometers to the countryside of Nantai County, and accompanied her grandmother and the nanny at home. In name, the old lady came to seek medical treatment, but in fact, Zhen Yue wanted to find out some things. She was a college student, a party member, and a complete atheist. However, her faith crisis recently occurred and she was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. She wanted to find the answers to the folk genius.

The mother and daughter of the commander of the Armed Police Corps came. The Nantai County Armed Police Brigade received the news from somewhere and called Zhen Yue, saying that the place was remote and difficult for outsiders to find it, so they could help.

It is better to obey orders than respect. Zhen Yue accepted their kindness. At the entrance of Jinfan Hotel in the county, a Mitsubishi off-road vehicle with an armed police license plate and Zhen Yue's Land Rover got off. The two people were wearing casual clothes. The younger one should be the driver. The older one introduced themselves and said they were the instructor of the Armed Police Brigade, with their surname being Zhang.

The off-road vehicle of the armed police was driving the road in front. Instructor Zhang got on Zhen Yue's car. He was a very funny and talkative person. When it comes to this witch in Kushuijing countryside, everyone in Nantai knew about it. The witch was in her fifties and was originally an ordinary peasant woman. She had a serious illness a few years ago. Because she couldn't make up for medical expenses, she took her home to die, but she magically recovered. After recovery, she became a person who could open the eyes of the sky and cure all diseases. One was spread to ten, and ten was spread to hundreds. Now even the rich and wealthy people from other provinces came here.

Instructor Zhang also told a real story: "A business boss in Nantai suddenly died of illness. His family took his passbook to the bank to withdraw money. Because they didn't know the password, the bank refused to cash out, so they had no choice but to ask the witch to take action. She really attracted the boss's soul, asked for the password, and withdrew the money. We all know about this in the county."

Zhen Yue said: "So amazing, then there aren't many people looking for her? You have to make an appointment."

Instructor Zhang nodded, took out the cigarette box, and suddenly realized that it was in someone else's car. He smiled awkwardly and stuffed the cigarette box back, saying, "The witch usually doesn't see guests because he is too busy. Only the witch can receive the guests with great backgrounds in person."

"What are customers with a background?" Zhen Yue asked.

"The county party committee and government introduced it, arranged by the county public security, procuratorial and judicial departments. This is the first echelon, followed by the rich and wealthy people. As for those who usually come to seek medical treatment, they spend a few hundred yuan to buy the talisman drawn by the witch himself, and went home to burn it and drink it. I heard that the effect is pretty good."

Zhen Yue smiled bitterly. She didn't believe that Fu Shui could cure diseases. It was probably because of psychological reasons.

Instructor Zhang lowered the car window, sniffed the air, and said, "It's coming soon."

The air was filled with the smell of Qingming Festival.
Chapter completed!