Chapter 82 Eighty-first tomorrow's chess game

Tenmyouji Temple is not a temple full of incense, not in the past, not now, and it will not be the same in the future. Sometimes, at dusk when there are no pilgrims in the temple, Master Zhihui would set up a chessboard and ask Shang Jiechen to play a game. The courtyard of Tenmyouji Temple is the quietest at the moment, with occasional mountain breezes, and the only turmoil is the hem of the monk's robe and the fallen leaves among the old trees, withered or flourishing, which only adds a bit of beauty to the silence. What is stillness, what is frozen is not quiet, and the unmoving mind is really quiet.

The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are relics left by Master Zhihui's grandfather, which should have a history of a hundred years.In the beginning, some chess pieces were lost, and the master gradually mixed some chess pieces of the same kind of stone into it. At first, the colors were slightly different, but the chess pieces gradually became harmonious with time.Up to now, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell which are new and which are old. Decades ago, master Zhihui came to Tianming Temple to become a monk with this chess set in his hands. Master often said that he could not be empty, or he would become a monk and bring chess pieces and many books.

But forcing the emptiness is the most useless. Master Zhihui likes to play chess. In his spare time, he always takes us juniors to play chess together.Jie Chen's chess skills are not good. After playing for many years, he still loses more than he wins against his master. He only wins two or three out of ten games. Although Junior Brother Jie Chi is young, his chess skills are very good, but he is slightly inferior to his master. The momentum of transcendence.The most formidable one is Junior Brother Jieao, who seldom loses in the game, because every time he sees that the momentum is not right, Jieao will find out things like going to the toilet because of a stomachache, collecting clothes when it rains, and making an appointment with the senior brother from Mount Wutai. Fortunately, I used QQ to discuss Buddhism and other reasons on the Internet to escape.

Master Zhihui said that life is hidden in all things, and it is the same in the game of chess. Once, a benefactor who suffered a serious loss in business came to the temple to confide to Master Zhihui. Master Zhihui didn’t say anything, but just took the benefactor to the backyard to watch chess. No reduction. Master Zhihui said that when monk Zhihui plays chess with Jiechen, there will be two endings, one is that I win, and the other is that I lose. It's just that tomorrow, there will still be a game of chess here. Whether this game will continue has nothing to do with my success or failure yesterday. As long as the chess player does not lose his heart to play chess, he can wait until the day when the game starts again.

Life is an uninterrupted chess game. Whether you win by luck or lose, you should remember that tomorrow's game will always come.