Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 57 Preaching and Teaching
"Manzhu, what did you see on the boat?"

On horseback, Meng Yuan asked his apprentice.

Manzhu also realized something was wrong at this moment. Master and the others didn't seem to see that person?

"Master, I saw a sister in white. She was lying on the side of the boat and said that she had walked a long way. She asked me if I could get on the boat and take a rest."

"I knew she might be a monster in the water. I was bored on the boat, so I wanted to trick her into it. I agreed to her, and then I was discovered by you, Master." Manzhu looked carefully at Meng Yuan while talking.

This made him a little bit dumbfounded, who's eight or nine-year-old kid is playing tricks on evil spirits.

"Demons have many tricks. Next time, you should pay attention to safety. If it doesn't offend you, try not to provoke it." Meng Yuan taught, Man Zhu is still too young, how can he compare with those old demons who have been around for a hundred years or a thousand years?

Maybe that thing has followed them back on the boat!
He will not teach his disciples the concept of sacrificing oneself for others and taking the world as one's own responsibility. As long as there is kindness in one's heart and one does not fall into evil ways.

"Understood, Master."

After entering the city, Meng Yuan got off his horse, smelling the aroma of steamed stuffed buns and soy milk on the street, and felt a little hungry for a while.

Then he walked to a breakfast stall and said, "Seller, please give me two bowls of soy milk and two drawers of steamed buns."

"Okay, master, please wait a moment."

Meng Yuan immediately turned his head to look at Ming Ma beside him. He didn't seem to know what this guy ate?

Not long after, the delicious steamed stuffed buns were brought up, and it was seen that Meng Yuan was a monk, and the store brought vegetarian stuffing.

The Buddhist precepts in Dayan are generally very confusing. Some abstain from sex and meat, while others do not. Ordinary people generally treat themselves as monks with precepts in order to avoid violating taboos, unless the other party specifically asks for alcohol. Meat.

Manzhu stuffed the bun the size of a fist into his mouth in one gulp. The bulging look resembled a hamster. He blinked and said, "Master, it's delicious!"

It was the first time for her to eat this kind of food, and then she opened her mouth left and right, took one bite at a time, and within a short time she was down with a drawer of buns.

Meng Yuan smiled and pushed the one in front of her to her. Ordinary people need to eat, even real people in the Nascent Soul Realm, but what they eat is panacea, not these mortal things, otherwise they will also starve to death.

The more advanced a person's cultivation is, the less he will eat. After transforming into a god, he can do bigu. At that time, eating is just to satisfy his appetite.

And although his cultivation has not reached this level, he can manage for a long time with a little food, and he doesn't really need to satisfy his appetite.

Suddenly, he froze for a moment, thinking of something.

"I see."

Manzhu happily put the steamed stuffed bun in front of him, and asked, "Master, isn't this steamed stuffed bun delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Then why do you only eat a little?"

Meng Yuan said to her: "Manzhu, please remember that if one day you become a Bodhisattva, all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should have pure minds like this. They should not dwell on colors, sounds, sounds, sounds, smells, tastes, and touches." , Dharma gives birth to the heart, and it should have no place to live in and give birth to its heart.”

Baozi is delicious, and he also likes to eat it, but he will not want to eat it just because it is delicious. increase.

[Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva performance progress 35%]

[Obtaining Bodhisattva body supernatural powers: wisdom eyes, round light, calling wind and rain, thousand hands and thousand eyes, Maha sacrificial mantra, supernatural powers, hearing sounds to save suffering, meditation]

Only then did Meng Yuan notice that the progress that had remained unchanged since the virtual underworld was increasing again, and he had gained another magical power of meditation, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

To say it was an act, it would be better to say that it has now become his own practice of the Bodhisattva Way, rather than an imitation of others.

Manzhu on the side seemed to be infected too, puffing out her cheeks and saying, "I remember Master."

After eating breakfast, the master and apprentice planned to go to the yamen to ask if the children who were rescued yesterday were sent home.

At this moment, the county government office is as lively as a vegetable market. Many people in the city who have received notices and lost their children have come to claim them. There were originally only 30 families, but more than 100 families came.

The government officials maintained order at the front, holding water and fire sticks and shouting: "Don't crowd, we will let the children come out one by one. Whoever belongs to the family comes out to claim it, and we will take the children away after checking."

Everyone stood outside the red line drawn, and then a yamen servant brought out the children one by one. Immediately, a man, a woman, or a couple came forward to hug each other and cry together.

Inside the county government office, the magistrate and several other adults were drinking tea with Mr. Zhao, and a fat man was sitting next to him, trying hard at the roast chicken, roast goose, and big pig's trotters on the table.

"This time, I would like to thank all the adults for their hard work to find the child. After 10 taels of silver, I will ask the housekeeper to bring it."

The county magistrate said modestly: "I'm ashamed, I dare not take credit for it. It's the work of Jing Yesi and that wonderful holy monk who was able to find Mr. Zhao this time."

"Hey, my lord's words are too modest, I can see all your hard work."

At this moment, a yamen servant came to the door and reported: "My lords, the holy monk is back!"

With a swish, everyone stood up, ready to go out to meet him.

Mr. Zhao did it because Meng Yuan rescued his son, and several adults did it because of Meng Yuan's relationship with Commander Lu. According to the county captain and officials, even Commander Lu of Jingyesi respected him very much, so naturally they didn't Dare to neglect.

And at the gate of the county government office, those people who were reunited with their father and son, and mother and son, heard that it was Meng Yuan who saved their children from those wicked people, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Everyone please get up quickly, please get up quickly, poor monks don't deserve such a big gift." Meng Yuan helped the people up one by one.

However, some people knelt and refused to get up, grabbed his monk's robe and said: "Holy Monk, please save my son, he is only five years old!"

"Holy monk, as long as you can save my little tiger, my family will set up a longevity card for you from generation to generation, and offer incense every day."

Meng Yuan could only help them up one by one: "The poor monk and the government will do their best."

Just at this time, the county magistrate, Mr. Zhao and others came out to greet him, and Meng Yuan took the opportunity to escape so that they would not always kneel down.

"Thank you, holy monk, for rescuing my son. I would like to express my gratitude." Mr. Zhao said with a sign of gratitude.

"Elder, please, please don't practice this great gift. Good and evil will be rewarded, and your son's safety is also your blessing. The poor monk is just a little bit poor." Meng Yuan shook his head slightly.

Immediately after everyone was seated, Meng Yuan knew that Commander Lu had led people to arrest the deacon of Wang's House in Yuanzhou City.

"This Wang family is too outrageous to do such things in secret."

"Alas, I and others tried to take him lightly but there was nothing we could do."

Several adults shook their heads, showing helplessness, even Mr. Zhao was very angry, after all, the other party almost killed his only precious son.

Just don't look at what Zhao Bancheng's name he has. Compared with others, he is really not at the same level. He can only be regarded as a gentry in a county, and the Wang family is the prestige of the entire Nanhai County in recent years.

Meng Yuan did not say anything. The Wang family's evil will have its consequences, but the most important thing now is to rescue those children.

The little fat man on the side table handed half a roast chicken to Manzhu and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

Manzhu swallowed his saliva, then closed his eyes, and said: "All Bodhisattvas, mahasattvas, should have a pure heart like this, and should not live in the heart of sight and sound, and should not live in the heart of sound, smell, taste, touch, and dharma. There is no place to live but the mind is born.”

After reading, she felt that the roast chicken in front of her was still very fragrant, but she didn't want to eat it very much, so she resisted the temptation.

(End of this chapter)