Chapter 0723 – Buddha Sound Zen Singing (II)

Just now in and Zheng Hua and other people to talk, did not pay attention to the changes in the field, until there is a sound, Zhuang Rui now realized, in the square podium, at this time has been filled with people, will Sir Zheng sent to the observation platform of Yang Kevin, do not know when, but also slipped to the podium, and the seat is also very close to the center.

Let Zhuang Rui surprised, sitting next to Yang Kevin that person he also recognized, but the State Administration of Religious Affairs Dai deputy director, it seems that the search for the reincarnation of living Buddha’s ceremony, the specifications are very high.

Wearing a Tibetan dress of more than fifty years of age, the first to speak, he is in Tibetan, Zhuang Rui is a sentence do not understand, look at Peng Fei, this buddy is also wide-eyed, eyes looking around, I think also do not understand the Tibetan language.

“That one is the chairman of the autonomous region, specially came to participate in this ceremony.”

Zhuang Rui side of the Ge Gu Lama spoke out to explain to Zhuang Rui, like this ceremony, the autonomous region leaders are bound to participate, and Qiangba Luozhu living Buddha in the Tibetan region is very influential, so come to the level of the people accordingly is also very high.

After the chairman of the comrades spoke, a face full of wrinkles, not tall old lama, began to speak, in accordance with the introduction of the Gegu, this is another living Buddha of the Da Zhao Temple, has been more than ninety years of age.

Ceremony one by one went on, in the old living Buddha spoke, the earth-shattering drums sounded, in the drums, Brahma meditation singing, thousands of people chanting at the same time, the whole Da Zhao Temple, are shrouded in the sound of the sutra.

This time the sound of chanting sutra only sounded for about five minutes or so, once the drums stopped, the sound also stopped, eight senior monks wearing yellow lama costumes, began to incense, mouth chanting and singing joss sticks.

In front of the incense burner, there was a table, on the table was placed a set of obsolete lama’s clothing, in addition there was also a spinning wheel and two Zhuang Rui do not recognize the magic weapon, wait until the incense was finished, thousands of monks in the arena, in unison, kneeled down to that table.

After completing this ceremony, the monks sat down on their knees and began to pray and recite sutras, they want to feel the Buddha’s metaphor of Qiangba Luozhu in the sound of the sutras, searching for the aura of the reincarnation of the living Buddha, looking forward to the Buddha’s Madhyamika to descend in the Dazhao Temple.

Neatly harmonized chanting sound, from weak to strong, slowly, heaven and earth as if only this kind of sound exists, and the noise is different, chanting sound although very big, but does not make people feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, hear this chanting, Zhuang Rui only feel a piece of peace and tranquility of the heart.

Not only Zhuang Rui has this feeling, in the observation platform of the crowd, are closed in listening to the chanting sound, Sir Zheng is the old mouth chanting, face reveals like a baby-like smile, full of wrinkles on the face, vaguely have a kind of light presents.

“Hm? What is this?”

After immersing himself in the sound of the sutra for a while, Zhuang Rui suddenly moved in his heart, because he found that the aura in his eyes seemed to be stirring up, opening his eyes, Zhuang Rui couldn’t help but be a bit dumbfounded.

In that square full of chanting lamas in the sky, do not know when, appeared a thick white mist, although the square is surrounded by a patio, four sides to the wind, but these fog gathered but not scattered, always stayed in the hospital full of lamas on the top of the head.

“Could it be that this is the wishing power spoken of in Buddhism?”

Buddhism has a cloud: spells do not rival magical powers, magical powers do not rival karma, karma does not rival wishing power, wishing power refers to the original wish of the human heart, can eliminate karmic hindrances, can crack the demons of the heart, and can communicate with heaven and earth and produce great magical powers, Buddhism said “wishing to achieve the Pure Land” is the meaning of this.

Zhuang Rui never believed in the existence of wish power or karma, but the thousands of lamas singing, the formation of the mist, in addition to wish power, it seems difficult to find other explanations.

Zhuang Rui tried to let his aura touch those mists, and immediately felt a warm breath entering his body, and within this mist, there seemed to be great monks explaining the scriptures, with Brahma chants and mouths of lotus flowers.

Those who recite very fast, Zhuang Rui originally can not understand the scriptures, suddenly seems to become the beginning of the bite of the word in general, a word by word from Zhuang Rui eyes flashed, incomparably clear.

Like the holy water in the vase in the hands of the Bodhisattva Guanyin, these sounds and fonts, over and over again, washed over Zhuang Rui’s mind, making his thoughts and ideas, become more and more clear and enlightened.

“Brother Zhuang, what’s wrong with you, what were you talking about just now?”

Peng Fei, who was sitting beside Zhuang Rui, heard Zhuang Rui muttering from his mouth and opened his eyes as well, but he didn’t see anything except for the field full of lamas who were chanting sutras.

“Nothing, Peng Fei, don’t go anywhere in the morning, just stay here and listen to the high priests chanting ……”

After being awakened from that state by Peng Fei, Zhuang Rui glared at Peng Fei with displeasure and said, “If you’re impatient, go out and turn around!”

Zhuang Rui was afraid of being disturbed by Peng Fei again, to be honest, although Zhuang Rui didn’t believe in Gods and Buddhas, but what he felt in the mist just now, made his mind all open, his thoughts in his head were clear, even the matter of the aura in his eyes was unreserved, it seemed like there was really a great monk within the aura chanting scriptures, and listening to it in general.

To know, Zhuang Rui since the eyes produce supernormal ability, never mentioned to any one person, this kind of ability that is different from the ordinary people, certainly let Zhuang Rui success and fortune, but at the same time, also brought Zhuang Rui a lot of confusion and pressure.

For more than a year, Zhuang Rui are deliberately keeping the secret of the eyes, even in his sleep, he did not dare to divulge it, this thing is too subtle, and Zhuang Rui is also afraid of people do not believe.

Zhuang Rui for a period of time, but would like to go over to see the psychiatrist, to confide in him, but ultimately did not come to pass, because Zhuang Rui is afraid that the psychiatrist to diagnose him with a mental hypochondriac out of the symptoms.

This kind of pressure, accumulated for a long time, let Zhuang Rui feel exhausted and no way to relieve, but just now from the Zen sound of the Buddha singing in the rising mist inside, this pressure is released, that kind of comfortable feeling, almost did not let Zhuang Rui groan out.

This is just a few short minutes of time, the pressure in the heart has been a long time of depression, it dispersed most of the, Zhuang Rui has decided, this day will be a monk, feel some of the wonderful meaning of Buddhism.

“This is quite comfortable to listen to, and I’m not going out.”

After Zhuang Rui heard Peng Fei’s words, he glanced at him, it is said that Buddhism can dissolve the violent energy, can it be true? But the sound of the sutra does make one’s heart peaceful when listening to it.

“Whatever, don’t disturb me from feeling Buddhism!”

Zhuang Rui closed his eyes after saying a half-truth.

Opening and closing his eyes had no effect on the aura in Zhuang Rui’s eyes, and when the aura once again entered into the wishing power to the time, the feeling that seemed to make the soul sing, returned to him.

The dust of the heart, one by one in the Zen singing was washed away clearly, the thoughts in his head, more and more become clear and transparent, time seems to stop at this moment, Zhuang Rui also do not know how long after the wishing power full of sky, suddenly dissipated away.

“Hm? It doesn’t seem to be the same scripture from earlier?”

After Zhuang Rui opened his eyes, he realized that the lama was still chanting, but the wishing power in front of him had all dissipated, and after carefully distinguishing it, the sutra that was being chanted now seemed different from the beginning.

“How did it go by so fast?”

Zhuang Rui looked at his watch, it was already three o’clock in the afternoon, that is to say, from 9:00 in the morning to now, the whole six hours, he was sitting motionless on the chair, after seeing the time clearly, Zhuang Rui’s stomach made a “gurgling” sound.

Turning his head and looking around, only a few people were left on the viewing platform, Zheng’s grandparents and grandchildren had already left, even Peng Fei was nowhere to be found, but the white lion was still lying on its feet, opening its eyes and looking at the lamas under the stage, seemingly puzzled by what was going on.

“Master Gegu, where is my companion?”

Zhuang Rui saw Gegu sitting cross-legged behind himself and asked in a hurry.

Gegu stood up and replied respectfully, “He has already left, saying that he wants you to call him ……”

Not to mention whether the white lion for the snow mountain guardian god, is today Zhuang Rui in hearing the Buddhist scriptures, into the state of meditation, is also let Gegu surprised, not to mention Zhuang Rui is just a mortal commoner, is a lot of monks, it is also very difficult to enter into that kind of ethereal realm, which can only mean that Zhuang Rui has a big Buddhist fate.

That is why Gegu stopped Peng Fei and Zheng Hua’s move of trying to wake up Zhuang Rui at noon, and has been guarding Zhuang Rui’s side.

“Okay, I know, I also need to trouble Master Gegu to take me out ……”

Zhuang Rui took out his cell phone and looked at it, and found that on the cell phone that was tuned to mute, there were seven or eight missed calls, among which there were Peng Fei’s and Zheng Hua’s, and a few were from Qin Xuan Bing and his family, and Zhuang Rui didn’t rush to return the call, after all, it was a very impolite thing to make a phone call in this Buddhist holy land.

Gegu has been guarding Zhuang Rui’s side, knowing that he hasn’t eaten at noon, opened his mouth and said, “We have vegetarian food in the temple, do you want to taste it, Mr. Zhuang?”

Zhuang Rui thought about returning the phone call, shook his head and said, “Forget it, next time there is a chance to say it!”

Gegu also did not force, led Zhuang Rui and white lion, through the maze of corridors, came to the entrance of the Da Zhao Temple.

First gave Qin Xuan Bing a phone call, knowing that the family is fine, Zhuang Rui called Peng Fei again, Peng Fei is wandering around Barkhor Street, received Zhuang Rui’s phone call, and quickly rushed over.

“Let’s go, find a place to eat something first, I’m starving.”

Zhuang Rui waved his hand at Peng Fei and walked towards the western restaurant in his memory, just two steps out of the road, his cell phone rang, Zhuang Rui took it out and looked at it, it was Zheng Hua who called.