The sword rises

Chapter 324 Monk?

Chapter 320 Four Monk?

Luoxueguan, inside an inn.

After Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze stepped into the Luoxue Pass of Donglin Kingdom, they found an inn at random to stay and take a good rest.

"Master, please go in and rest."

Yu Huaze wore a light blue robe, opened a door, and said respectfully and politely to Gu Hengsheng.

"En." Gu Hengsheng nodded and stepped in.

The two lived in two Yajing houses next to each other, so they went back to their houses to rest.

The next day, when the sky was dim, Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze went downstairs to the lobby of the inn, where they ordered some dishes and drinks at will.

After Gu Hengsheng decided to eat something, he continued his journey, passing through the Donglin Dynasty, heading north.

In the lobby of the inn, there were more than a dozen ordinary tables and chairs, but there were only a few people in twos and threes, which seemed extremely quiet.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the gate of the inn.

"My dear mother! Why are you here again?"

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked at the person who appeared at the gate, his expression turned livid and helpless, and he let out a loud wail of misery.

The few servants standing in the hall also showed extremely helpless expressions, covering their foreheads, looking hopeless.

"The poor monk is polite."

The person who came looked very solemn, folded his hands towards the shopkeeper, and greeted politely.

The shopkeeper's reaction to the visitor's polite words was completely different. He bowed to him with a sad face and said, "Master, please let me go! I can't afford you in this small shop!"

"Why did the benefactor say that?"

The person who came was a chubby monk wearing an ordinary cassock. This monk looked only about 30 years old, and he looked like a dignified master.

"Master, since you came, the business of my small shop has been getting worse and worse, and it's almost gone now." The shopkeeper begged his grandpa and grandma to hope that the fat monk would leave, his voice full of sorrow.

In the past, the shopkeeper wanted to send the shop assistants to drive away the fat monk, but it was useless every time. Four or five of them couldn't make the fat monk move at all, as if it was heavier than a ten-thousand-jin boulder.

There was nothing the shopkeeper could do about it, every time the fat monk came over for alms, he could only give him some wine and meat and send him away.

As for why wine and meat are given...

Once the shopkeeper gave a fat monk vegetarian food, but he directly refused.

The fat monk also said: Poor monks don't want to eat vegetarian food, so just give them some wine and meat.

The shopkeeper is inexplicable, aren't all monks vegetarian?When did you switch to only eating meat and not being vegetarian?

In this regard, the shopkeeper can only rely on the fat monk, and every time the fat monk comes for alms, he must prepare some wine and meat for him, and let him leave quickly.Because every time the fat monk comes, his inn business will drop a lot.

I can't beat the fat monk and can't go away, so I can only pass it off with wine and food.

"The benefactor is joking. Every time the poor monk asks for alms, he will chant sutras for the Guibao store." The fat monk responded solemnly with his palms folded.

"Chanting?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help asking.

"That's right! The poor monk recites the Ksitigarbha Sutra and the Diamond Sutra every time, as a way of expressing his heart." The fat monk grinned, looking highly respected.

"Ouch! I don't care what the place is, I just ask you not to come here, please! My small shop really can't stand the trouble."

After all, the shopkeeper directly took out a lot of food and wine from the back kitchen, forced them into the hands of the fat monk, and begged bitterly.

"Don't worry, the benefactor, the poor monk has already found someone who is destined, and he will not stay."

The fat monk bowed to Wei Wei, the shopkeeper, and said slowly.

"That's good, that's good." The shopkeeper was so moved that he was on the verge of tears, and he muttered in his heart: "Hurry up and hurt others! Don't come back again."

Afterwards, the fat monk walked towards the side of the hall with some food and wine.

On this side, there were only Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze.

When the fat monk appeared just now, Gu Hengsheng took a few silent glances, and found that he couldn't see through this monk at all, or that this monk was too ordinary to be ordinary.

"Two benefactors, please be polite. The poor monk's Taoist name is Kongjie." The fat monk said to Gu Hengsheng, holding the food and wine that the shopkeeper forcibly patted in his hand in his left hand, and holding the Buddhist etiquette in his right hand.

"What's the matter?" Gu Hengsheng squinted his eyes calmly, and asked in a more vigilant tone.

On the other hand, Yu Huaze closed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"I don't know if the poor monk can sit down?" The fat monk pointed to the empty chair, and after asking, he sat down directly regardless of whether Gu Hengsheng agreed or not.

Gu Hengsheng slowly put down the wooden chopsticks in his hand, turned his head to stare at the fat monk, and asked deeply: "Monk, I just heard that you often recite the Dizangjing and the Diamond Sutra for this store. As far as I know, this But it’s used for transcendence, what do you mean by that?”

Fortunately, Gu Hengsheng's words were relatively small, and the manager of this inn didn't hear them, otherwise he would definitely come up and do his best.Reciting the transcendence to his inn, isn't this cursing his inn to close down and die.

"The benefactor made a mistake, the poor monk is kind! You can't misunderstand the poor monk." The fat monk quickly retorted.

"How kind are you? Monk, come and listen." Gu Hengsheng looked at the fat monk with interest, and asked.

"Luoxueguan used to be full of corpses and countless dead souls. There must be a gloomy atmosphere in the streets, big and small. The poor monk recited sutras kindly in order to prevent the inn from being contaminated by dead souls and causing the people in the inn to get sick. Exceed."

"It makes sense." Gu Hengsheng pondered for a while, then nodded.

"The poor monk came from the western countries and preached all the way to save all living beings." The fat monk grinned, then grabbed a piece of meat in the bowl and put it directly into his mouth, completely disregarding his image.

"Oh? Are Buddhist disciples able to drink and eat meat now? Could it be that I'm ignorant?" Gu Hengsheng sneered as he saw the fat monk drinking and eating meat without hesitation.

"The benefactor's words are wrong. What the poor monk eats is not meat, but to save all living beings. He can only eat in pain. What the poor monk drinks is not wine, but to share the pain in the world."

The fat monk ignored his greasy hands, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and nodded slightly to Gu Hengsheng, there was still a smear of minced meat grease on the corner of his mouth.

"..." Gu Hengsheng was silent for a while, then asked again: "How do you say that?"

"The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The fat monk stood up slowly, and began to speak in a serious manner: "The poor monk only hopes that he can fall into Avici Hell after death, to save the souls of those treacherous and evil souls." , to save the common people in the world."

"Thus, although the poor monk is eating meat and drinking wine, he has no distracting thoughts in his heart, and only wants to share the suffering of the world."

After the fat monk finished speaking, he licked his lips with his tongue and started eating meat again.

Hearing this, both Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze couldn't help but twitched their mouths, and were speechless: "..."

(End of this chapter)