The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 13, Theory of God and Buddha

Wild roosters crowed and kingfishers whistled.One sound after another awakened Li Wei from his selfless reading.

"I'll go, I've been reading all night."

Li Wei glanced at the day just dawned, and at the same time he heard the low roar of tigers at the door.

The white tiger was already waiting at the door, squatting at the door like a cute kitten.

Next to him is Ah Hei.
This tiger and dog are living in peace and harmony with one person and one corner!
"Good guy, you are not a dog, but you are a real tiger." Li Wei looked at Ah Hei in shock. Was he not afraid in front of this white tiger?

This is old dogs are not afraid of tigers.

"Wang~"

Ah Hei stretched lazily and walked into the gate of the Taoist temple.

The white tiger also entered the Taoist temple, one tiger and one dog, entrenched on the side, speaking and listening to scriptures.

"Let's not talk about the Tao Te Ching today, let's talk about the Book of Changes."

"Wow~ow."

"Ow."

Li Wei's scriptures were not just for them.

Speaking scriptures in the current state has benefited me a lot.

Looking at it from the perspective of a "human" is completely different from the perspective of an "immortal". It's a novel world.

Today's weather is not so good, it's raining lightly.

Light gauze and light rain fall silently.

Then it ticked like a jade plate.

Li Wei was talking about texts and scriptures under the eaves, but before he finished speaking, Bai Hu ran away in a hurry.

He still ran as if he was running away, which made Li Wei feel that although a schoolmaster loves to study, he can't stand it if he doesn't finish class.

And Baihu needs to digest the content of this sermon.

At this time, the white tiger disappeared into the rain.

Li Wei also returned to the main hall to clean up and remove the dust. It is not easy to clean such a large Taoist temple every day, let alone Ah Hei's dog hair
It was raining this day, and Li Wei didn't want to go out to tell the fortune and set up a stall - the main reason was that Zhang Dawei and Zhang Mengmeng contributed a total of 500 yuan in banknotes yesterday.
All of a sudden, Li Wei, who was in abject poverty, went to a well-off society.

How flattering to say the least.

"Based on my daily income, the daily salary is comparable to that of a programmer in a big factory."

Of course, Li Wei doesn't know how much the programmers of the big factory earn, and it's just a joke.

Under the rain, the Taoist preached scriptures, followed by a black dog.

There is still a little beauty in the small days.

Li Wei set up a fire under the eaves in front of the main hall to keep warm, Ah Dan was very happy, stretched out two claws on the fire, and roasted it happily.

Li Wei threw a few sweet potatoes down and buried them in the fire.

After a while, the delicious roasted sweet potatoes came out of the pan, roasted and browned.

The rain and fog are misty, like cooking smoke rising.

The drizzle turned into a torrential downpour.

Swish, there is still a cool wind blowing.

"Father, there is a Taoist temple here, why don't we go to shelter from the rain."

Suddenly there was a sound outside the door.

Li Wei, who was still roasting sweet potatoes, was suddenly a little curious. Could there be pilgrims coming to the house in this painful weather?

Li Wei took a closer look, and there were indeed two pilgrims, one old and one young, coming to the door.

There was a girl who looked weird and beautiful, and a middle-aged man in a blue cloth coat with smile lines on his face and white cloth shoes on his feet. He looked quite kind and honest.

Li Wei felt a little weird looking at it. Wearing cloth shoes for mountain climbing, he really has a big heart.

"Well, when we climbed the mountain, it suddenly rained heavily. Can the priest let us in to avoid the rain?"

"Of course it doesn't matter, please come in, sir."

"Thank you, Daoist."

"No, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Li Wei smiled slightly and welcomed the two into the room.

"Besides sir, there are others!" The cute girl in a red and green gown put her hips on her hips and pouted.

"The little girl, please come in."

Li Wei doesn't dislike the little girl's weirdness.

The little girl came to the fire to warm up, but she didn't know whether it was because the fire was too hot, or because they hadn't braved the rain for too long, and their clothes were completely dry.

"It's so warm." The little girl warmed herself by the fire, her eyes gleaming with the reflection of the fire.

Quirky and cute.

Li Wei picked up a sweet potato with an iron clip, blew on it, handed it to the little girl and said, "Here, here you are, fresh roasted sweet potato."

The little girl was already drooling and wanted to pick up the roasted sweet potatoes, but she disliked his hot hands, so she just felt the heat from a distance and then withdrew her hand.

"Give it to my dad first." The little girl bit her hands greedily.

"The little girl is quite filial." Li Wei smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, you have everything."

Li Wei put two more sweet potatoes down.

The firewood smoke rose, the sweet potato aroma was strong, and the little girl's halazi flowed down.

"Thank you, Daoist." The middle-aged man said gratefully.

"My mountain city Taoist temple is not very popular on weekdays. It's good that you are active and popular when you come."

Li Wei thought silently in his heart, it would be even better if he could offer a stick of incense and put some money in.

After some chatting, the girl introduced herself. Her name is Lin Chuhong, and the boy's name is Lin Gongwei. They are father and daughter.

At this time, the girl who was looking forward to the baked sweet potatoes looked at it slyly and said, "Speaking of uncle, is it really useful to worship the gods?"

"Then do you think it is useful or useless?" Li Wei smiled and said.

Lin Chuhong thought for a while, hugged her chest as a matter of course, and said, "It should be useless."

"Oh, why?"

"If it is useful to worship the gods, then everyone doesn't have to do other things, just study how to worship the gods, how convenient." Lin Chuhong shrugged and said, without any intention of giving Li Wei face.

Lin Gongwei on the side apologized: "I'm sorry, the little girl is not sensible."

After listening for a moment, Li Wei groaned, then smiled.

"How can this be considered ignorant? On the contrary, it is very sensible."

"It is true, so it is useless to appeal to gods and Buddhas."

"Then why do people still burn incense and worship gods?" Lin Chuhong said innocently.

"Of course it's because burning incense and worshiping Buddha is useful." Li Wei laughed.

"Uncle, why do you say that it is useful and that it is useless." Lin Chuhong was confused by Li Wei's repeated jumping.

Li Wei continued: "Appealing to gods and Buddhas is not necessarily to solve the problem itself, but to find comfort in your heart. Indeed, you are right, little girl. Appealing to gods and Buddhas will not give you a solution to your problems. If you can If not, wouldn't the world be in chaos, and the gods would have to hurry to death, right?"

"So, the greatest significance of the host gods and Buddhas is that level of belief, which brings you the courage to solve problems and the comfort in your heart. This is the meaning of the existence of gods and Buddha beliefs, and this is the meaning of worship."

Li Wei spoke eloquently.

Lin Chuhong was stunned for a moment, thinking it made sense.

"Then I don't believe in gods and Buddhas. I believe in other things, so I don't have to."

"Parents, family, partner, love, friends, and sentient beings are all beliefs. Some people need gods and Buddhas as a medium to support their beliefs, and some people can support their beliefs just by the people around them." Li Wei smiled softly. .

"So, I have a father, so I don't need to worship? Wouldn't it be fine if I worship my father?"

Li Wei said strangely.

"Your father is not dead, it always feels weird to pray."

Listening to Li Wei and Lin Chuhong discussing and debating the scriptures in style, Lin Gongwei smiled at the side, watching his daughter make jokes.

Rain, forest, charcoal fire and sweet potatoes.

Cooking smoke and incense are misty.

(End of this chapter)