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There are more people, the money is in place, the reconstruction is completed quickly, and there is almost no dispute over the candidate for the host. During this period of getting along, everyone has a basic understanding. How about the monks who intend to compete for the host position, they can also see It came out, so, when it came to the real appointment, it was very logical.

After the temple here decides to host the election, because there are also such things as degree certificates, it may be necessary to report to the local government department.

However, for the matter of becoming a monk, stay away from the world of mortals, and just have a degree card, and there will be no specific mark on the degree card as a Zen master, let alone a specific job description. The existence of this "ID card" is more like a Zen master. It is a compromise to the world.

It's like registering so-and-so, but in fact, if the Buddha really existed, would such a thing be needed as a certificate?Isn't it obvious who believes in oneself and who is one's disciple?Even if someone breaks the law, can he avoid the eyes and ears of the Buddha?

These trivial matters are not as important as the Dharma conference, especially the first Dharma conference after the reconstruction of the temple, which should be more lively. For this reason, some powerful and wealthy families in the town will be invited to participate in the event.

There is no way, monks always have to make a living in the secular world!

When it was busy in the front, Ji Mo was sorting out the scriptures in the reconstructed scripture pavilion at the back. They will leave tomorrow, and this is the last time to sort out.

There are not many scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, most of which were brought over from two nearby temples, and there are a few books left by Guangji himself, not many, they were all silently written in their spare time, mixed in Among those scriptures, it is inconspicuous.

Guangji carefully put away every scripture. His attitude is as if he treats some precious items and needs to be careful to leave no dust in every corner.

Ji Mo also loves to read and cherishes books, but it is rare to cherish them this much. Seeing him like that, he feels a kind of devotion imperceptibly, which is for books and for Buddha.

Maybe the monks have such a charm. Under the layers of rules and regulations, what they strictly observe is a pious and upward heart. Although what they seek may not be understood and equally sought after by the world, this attitude, no matter what No one can blaspheme.

For some reason, Ji Mo suddenly thought of the story of Princess Gaoyang and Monk Bianji. Regardless of whether the story is true or not, regardless of whether the relationship is true or not, just why the monk is still so attractive in front of the princess, I am afraid that it cannot be fully explained by an abstinence department .

The most fundamental reason is the piety of "you have it, but I will never have it", or, to depose such an existence from the altar, there is a kind of joy that is hard to understand for outsiders, which pulls Liang's family into the water?

Inadvertently thinking of this, Ji Mo himself was startled, and quickly said "Amitabha". Guangji heard the Buddha's name, looked sideways, and saw Ji Mo reciting Buddha to the scriptures he was sorting out. I think the child's piety is commendable.

"Are you ready?"

Guangji asked.

"All right."

Ji Mo calmed down, quickly put the scriptures in his hands on the shelf, and turned to look at Guangji, who had already packed them up first.

Seeing that Ji Mo cleaned everything up well, Guangji nodded slightly, "Did you remember everything I told you before?"

"Write it down, I'm not afraid of the master's test."

Knowing what Guangji means, Ji Mo said with certainty that Buddhism is a kind of attitude, and it is really not a matter of petty words, but there are one or two inaccuracies in the scriptures. If the meaning is correct, it can be regarded as right Yes, it's just that you can't pass the test.

Internally and externally, there are two standards. For external benefactors, it is enough to know a little humility and benevolence. It is completely to put the lower limit on expectations that are very low, almost negative. A little bit of good performance will immediately become full marks.

Internally, all monks are disciples of the Buddhist school. Since they are disciples of the Buddhist school, they can't even memorize the scriptures completely. If they miss words and add more words, what is it?Professionalism requires a professional attitude and a standard worthy of a professional.

But in this regard, as long as it is memorization, it is not difficult for Ji Mo, that is, reading comprehension. Since he knows the direction of Buddhism, then there will be no problem. Ji Mo can handle the test with ease every time.

Guangji also knows this, but he will always find time to study it. This kind of knowledge also requires diligence, because he can't write after he knows it. This kind of situation must never happen.

Under his teaching, Ji Mo didn't dare to read the book a hundred times, but he definitely knew it by heart.

On the day of the Fa conference, it was a fine day. The warm sunshine combined with the vague noise outside, and shone through the window lattice into the long table by the window. Sitting at the table and standing at the table, the four eyes looked at each other. Ji's eyes were full of appreciation and expectation, while Ji Mo's eyes were full of confidence and calmness.

The voice of the question and answer is not loud, only indoors, clear and natural, like a kingfisher in the empty mountain, its song is also crisp.

The next morning, it was slightly cooler, and the weather was getting colder day by day. When Ji Mo was packing his bags, he realized that the unintentionally increased monk clothes were already thick, and even the thick shoes made the bag heavier for no reason. some.

When Guangji walked out with him, the morning class had just finished, and the presider was that senior brother. He personally brought people to see them off, and he didn't forget to stay when he sent them off: "Look, how long has it been? According to me, you Just stay here until next spring when the flowers bloom, and it would be inconvenient to leave, so why be so eager? It’s as if I’m occupying a magpie’s nest.”

His position as host is indeed like picking it up for nothing.

There are countless temples in the past. After how many courts destroyed Buddhism, the current court’s control of temples and management of monks has become a standard. There is no place for one radish and one hole.

When monks reach a certain level, if they have nothing to ask for, then if they have a little bit of upward thinking, they will find that even if they have the qualifications to be abbots, there is no temple without one abbot.

There is another misunderstanding here. Ji Mo used to think that there were many ruined temples, and he could live in monks with just a few repairs. For example, this time the temple was rebuilt under the leadership of Guangji.

In fact, most of the "broken temples" in novels, film and television dramas are not Buddhist temples, but some places such as earth temples, empress temples, and town god temples. What's more, they may be some places that have long been abandoned. The obscene temples, such as the Fox Immortal Temple and Dawang Temple, which the locals may not be able to tell about their origins, may have had a grand scene in the past, but they are no longer the same, leaving one or two houses that seem to be in good condition. The main reason for living is taboo.

The ancients had relatively high requirements for Feng Shui. Even if ordinary people in the countryside built a house, they had to find someone to look at it, at least not to commit crimes, so that they could go down.

Those ruined temples are good for things in the underworld, but not necessarily good for living people. Even if they are not so dilapidated, few people directly occupy them as their own homes, lest there are really some mountain spirits and tree monsters. My family has a grudge, but it's not worth the candle.

But Buddhist temples don’t use those relatively ready-made frameworks. Firstly, they are also taboo about these Fengshui issues, and secondly, they don’t want to do things like doves occupying magpie’s nests. In such a large world, where do you need to go to other people’s dojos? If it’s really a place Well, it’s okay to live next door, but you don’t have to directly use someone else’s framework just to save a little money.

Most importantly, repairs are not necessarily cheaper than new construction.

Therefore, there are many temples in the world that are real, but these many temples have owners and are real.

It's really not that easy to become a host in the early days.

"Senior brother, what do you say? Senior brother is virtuous enough, so don't underestimate yourself."

Guangji didn't respond to him at all, said a few words with a smile, and praised the other party for hosting the conference very well, and left with Ji Mo.

The two of them packed a lot of dry food in their luggage this time, and because the weather is getting colder, they can put it away for a while, and they shouldn't have to eat leftovers for a long time.

"Master, if you had the choice, would you still be a monk?"

Along the way, Ji Mo admired Guangji's knowledge very much, and what he admired most was the aspect of interpersonal communication. And did so without leaving a trace.

If you let go of the presiding position this time, if you avoided attending the Fa conference yesterday, the former is not greedy, while the latter is professional. Anyone can see that it is a normal good character, and there is no appearance of avoiding it deliberately for the sake of reputation.

"Why not?"

Guangji has gotten used to Ji Mo's unreliable questions. Hearing this, he asked a rhetorical question, and continued, "No taxes, no grains, one piece of ultimatum, the world can travel freely, one beggar, the world can eat it. That's it. If you don't want to travel far, there are morning bells and evening drums, morning and evening at four o'clock, but reciting Buddhist scriptures and doing practice meetings, what kind of hard work is it? There is nothing in the world that is easier to muddle along."

These words were too down-to-earth, too real, unlike what Guangji would say before, Ji Mo was stunned for a moment, and even forgot what he had thought of.

"That's all you want to say."

Guangji looked at Ji Mo, Ji Mo was caught off guard by this turning point, and it really caught him off guard.

"Where, where, master, you underestimated me, why would I think so?"

Ji Mo assured that he had never thought of such words in his heart, but that they were similar, maybe there were some of them, so he smiled shyly: "I know that it is hard work to pray to Buddha."

"It's not hard to pray to the Buddha. Kneeling on the futon, burning three sticks of incense, just adding lamp oil money, kowtow a few times, and say a few blessings, what's the hard work?"

Guangji put it more truthfully, the Buddhist school opens its doors to welcome guests from all over the world, but these guests, even if they enter the door, are benefactors, but they may not have much sincerity here. It's all about your own heart.

"It's hard work if you ask yourself." Every step Guangji took seemed to be in a standard range, and his breathing was steady. He didn't look strong enough, but he had a good body and great strength, and he often carried a heavy burden on his back. The burden of walking dozens of miles, practiced day after day, year after year, "Seeking practice, seeking detachment, seeking salvation, and wishing to make the impossible that the world thinks possible, this is hard work."

"If you are afraid of hard work, don't learn Buddhism. If you feel hard work, don't learn Buddhism. If you know it's hard work, you can learn Buddhism."