Quick travel god stick demeanor

Early in the morning, the gate of Fahua Temple was wide open. Xie Ange stepped out of the gate carrying a parcel on his back, feeling an indescribable melancholy in his heart.

After walking for a while, he couldn't help it. Looking back, he saw the old abbot's vague and low figure in the morning light. The figure saw him turn his head and waved at him.

Xie Ange laughed silently, clasped his hands together and saluted Master, then left without looking back.

Since that day when all his spiritual power was gone, Xie Ange's travel was much less convenient and comfortable than in his previous life.

Xie Ange's pockets were cleaner than his face, and most of his food along the way depended on begging for money. He took his bowl and brazenly begged for money. At first, he was a little embarrassed, so he could only pretend to be calm, beg for money with red ears, and give others alms. Thank you for reading the scriptures.

One day, after Xie Ange read a volume of scriptures to a family, he was ruthlessly watched and laughed at by strangers.

"Look at you! You must be a disciple in a big temple, right? Haven't you ever gone for alms?" the young monk teased, his robes were dusty, and his facial features were crowded together.

Ordinary people would only look wretched with such an expression, but this monk spoke and behaved in a dignified manner, even if the crowd watched him calmly, showing such an expression does not appear to be wretched, it just makes people find it funny.

That exaggerated expression made Xie Ange feel rare and slightly embarrassed. Under this kind of inquiry, it seemed that he had no alms for alms but also became a low-level professional.

This made Xie Ange, who was used to being the first to do everything, choke all of a sudden, and couldn't get his breath stuck in his throat.

"It's true that I didn't ask for alms frequently before, but recently I have become more and more proficient." After a pause, Xie Ange added, "No one is born with this kind of thing, but practice makes perfect."

Young monk: "..." Is this something to be proud of?

Looking at the subtle expression on the other side's face, Xie Ange absolutely didn't want to know what the other side was thinking, and wanted to kill himself a minute ago.

"Don't worry, you are still young, just take your time." The monk seemed to be comforting.

"Take the expression on your face, and your words will be more convincing." Xie Ange pierced someone's mask expressionlessly, "Also, are you talking as if your Excellency is really much older than me?"

"Don't mind! The poor monk is twenty-six this year, it looks like..." The young monk rolled his eyes and looked Xie Ange up and down, "It is indeed much older than you."

Xie Ange, who had regained his composure, was almost invincible in a certain way.

"My little monk thinks how old you are, and you should understand the principle that those who are masters come first. Did this little monk overestimate you?"

"Uh……"

"What's more, seniority doesn't depend on seniority, and Buddhist practice doesn't depend on age. I thought you would have a deep understanding." Xie Ange smiled slightly, holding the wisdom pearl, and casually struck a crit.

He has a good temper and never holds grudges.

——Because he usually avenges revenge on the spot, and never stays overnight.

If he can't report on the spot, he will find his way back sooner or later.

Young monk: ...the blood bar is cleared, die.

Someone who became angry from embarrassment stabbed the young monk sourly like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body.

Xie Ange sneered, even if I have no cultivation base, so what if I have to start from scratch?What I learn is mine.

As soon as they met each other, Xie Ange, who had a little knowledge of physiognomy, could tell that the other party was full of heaven, with green eyes and bright eyes, and he was an intelligent person. Unfortunately, the bridge of his nose was bent to the left and right, forming a three-curved nose, which showed that he was stubborn. Much excluded.

Combined with the twelve ring scars on his head, his accent, and his clothes, Xie Ange could easily guess that this person had an IQ, but he didn't put it in Buddhism.

Ring scars generally have one, two, three, six, nine, and twelve dots. The twelve dots represent the highest "Bodhisattva precept" among the precepts accepted, and non-renowned core disciples cannot accept this precept.

Emperor Taizong of Liang attached great importance to Buddhism, but he also set many regulations for Buddhism, such as this ring scar.From the number of ring scars, one can see the status of a monk. The more ring scars, the higher the status.

Twelve o'clock scars, Xie Ange also has.There are two reasons. First, he is the abbot's direct disciple. Second, Xie Ange's Dharma level is superb.

As for the monk in front of him, the twelve ring scars indicate that he is of high seniority, or he has made great contributions to the temple, or he has outstanding performance in Buddhism.

Look at his clothes—rough sackcloth, gray and black prayer beads, small packages, and poor treatment when he goes out. It doesn’t look like he has lit the lamp in Buddhism. It’s obviously because of his seniority that he accepts it. Twelve o'clock.

Based on such a comprehensive analysis, it would be difficult for Xie Ange not to know how to step on the opponent's dead point.

After a long time, the young monk said sincerely: "You are so clever, why don't you set up a stall in the street?"

Xie Ange rolled his eyes indifferently, is this person a fake monk?

"Amitabha, the disciples of the Buddha's disciples are not counted as destiny, but as cause and effect." Xie Ange twirled the beads, thinking about what to do if he was a fake monk.

Puzzled eyes cast over him lightly, and Monk Zhiyun had a feeling that the other party was doubting whether he was a monk.

The gaze was extremely penetrating, as if it had an entity, Zhiyun was shocked by the poke.

Monk divination, can that be called fortune-telling?

That is called enlightening the world, carrying forward the Buddhadharma, and saving sentient beings.

Leaving home and passing away, fame and wealth, glory and wealth are all floating clouds, and life and death are nothing but samsara.All dharmas are empty, only cause and effect are not empty.

It can be said that there is no life to count.

"Buddha Says Ananda's Parting Sutra" says: "As a disciple of the Buddha, you are not allowed to ask for divination, ask evil talismans, spells, and temple priests to explain, and you are not allowed to choose a good time and a good day."

Thinking of this episode, Zhiyun couldn't help cursing himself for being confused, and quickly found another topic to change the subject.

Xie Ange withdrew his gaze, followed Zhiyun's wishes, and changed the subject.

I have to say that Zhiyun is a very interesting person.

Note that it is not a monk, but a human being.

He has traveled all over the world, has a wide range of knowledge, and his language is witty and humorous. When he describes certain scenes, he is even more immersive.

In his words, even if it is alms, there are 120 and eight interesting things to say.

"Sometimes, I really wish I was a Northern Qi monk." Zhiyun said regretfully.

"How to say?"

"In Northern Qi, even the poorest places can eat meat! In Nanliang, in the richest places, they can only be vegetarians. Sometimes, the mouth is so pale, ouch, I really want to pour lamp oil into my stomach inside."

Xie Ange chuckled, blinked, a little puzzled, "Buddhist disciples, shouldn't they be vegetarians and cultivate compassion?"

"Hey! That's not what you said." Zhiyun, who was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, fell back and lay down on the clean grass with a sweet grass root in his mouth.

He blocked the sunlight with one hand, and said lazily: "Bhikkhunis are vegetarian, this is a big joke. Buddhist disciples uphold the precept of not killing, and it is true to be merciful to all living beings, but you can still eat the three clean meats. Do you understand the three clean meats?"

"The three clean meats are not to be killed, not to be heard to be killed, and not to be killed for me."

Zhiyun said again: "That's right. If you are a Buddhist disciple practicing in the deep mountains, you can also eat two more meats. One is bird damage, and the other is self-dead meat. Adding the three pure meats, it is the five pure meats, which can be eaten by monks and nuns." , I won’t let you cultivate a compassionate heart.”

"But..." Xie Ange interjected.

"But! We have a monk emperor in Nanliang." Zhiyun sighed quietly, the soul of a foodie was burning, and even Buddha, above, could not cover up the resentment of a grown man not being able to eat meat.

"The first emperor read the "Langa Sutra". He loved to read Buddhist scriptures, so he read it! Why did he read "The Bodhisattva is merciful and compassionate, and he can't bear to eat the flesh of all living beings"? Why did he make an ambitious wish to be a vegetarian?

He is the great protector of Buddhism and the king of the emperor. He doesn't eat meat. Which monk would dare to eat meat? "

Zhiyun shed bitter tears for himself. Originally, monks were not allowed to eat the five spices (garlic, green onion, shallot, green onion, and xingqu), and the taste was already bland enough.

As a result, I couldn't even eat meat! ! !

Seeing Zhiyun's sad little expression, Xie Ange smiled unkindly, completely forgetting that the emperor monk was his father, and slandering the emperor was a crime of treason.

"Since you want to eat meat so much, why don't you return to vulgarity?" Xie Ange's eyes lit up.

Zhiyun glanced at Xie Ange, sighed, as if he was looking at a young master who didn't touch his fingers, and said euphemistically: "I really don't know how expensive the family is."

He crossed his legs comfortably, and said casually: "Being a monk is enough to eat, but if I am not a monk, let alone meat, I can't even eat rice bran.

As a farmer, you have to work in the field, with your face facing the loess and your back facing the sky.To be a businessman, you must be able to speak well, buy low and sell high.To be a scholar, you have to study hard in the cold window, hanging on the beam and stabbing your butt.Officials have to intrigue and flatter horses.all tired!

Speaking of which, is there anything more comfortable in this world than being a monk?As long as you knock on the wooden fish and recite Buddhist scriptures, someone will offer food, gold and silver, so you don't have to worry about food and clothing. "

"It's all nonsense."

However, it is true that there are too many Buddhist disciples, which will affect social development.

Xie Ange closed his eyes and rested his mind. The gentle breeze brushed over his statue-like cheeks and the bridge of his high nose. The wind softened his tone by several degrees. Gently comforts a crying child.

Therefore, Zhiyun was not angry when he heard it, and was quite happy: "No matter how crooked this theory is, it is also a truth, isn't it? If it is a truth, then it is right, so you should listen to it."

The author has something to say:

Jie Scar is bullshit, don't take it seriously

But the three clean meats and the five clean meats are true. Except for Chinese monks who are vegetarians, monks in other countries can eat meat

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