A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

In fact, in Zhang Lan's opinion, Zhang Jintao is quite suitable to become a monk.

He did not become a monk, but a Taoist priest, as his character was very suitable for this profession. And there was one advantage of being a Taoist priest: he did not have to worry about not being able to marry and have children after entering this profession.

Zhang Lan said that Zhang Jintao was suitable for becoming a monk, but Zhang Jintao waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I have personally checked it out."

Take monks for example. They get up at around 4:5 every day, have morning classes from 7 to 7, have breakfast at 8, start studying Buddhist scriptures at 11:4. Have lunch at 5, and work at 7. They start chanting for an hour at 9. They have dinner at , and sit in meditation for two hours at . They go to bed at . They have to learn rituals, chant scriptures, and many other things. If they get sleepy during group meditation, they will be punished with a ruler.

The daily routine of a Taoist priest is similar, but they have to learn more rituals, chanting scriptures, fortune-telling, interpretation of divination sticks, musical instruments, advanced static exercises, dynamic exercises, standing meditation, sleeping exercises, drawing talismans, chanting incantations, etc. Even then, you have to serve the master well before he teaches you, and if the master is unhappy, he will punish you in various ways.

For Zhang Jintao, being a monk is not as comfortable as staying at home. Not to mention not being able to eat and drink as he likes, being a monk has to work all year round and is more tiring than working.

Moreover, Buddhism will guide people to be good, and the Buddhist scriptures will guide people to accumulate merits in this life. Even if you are a fool, at least you will have psychological comfort.

As for Taoism, if you don’t really like it, or if you really have talent, serious people won’t bother to teach you. People who are not serious don’t dare to learn it either.

Zhang Lan said that Zhang Jintao was suitable to be a Taoist priest. In fact, two years ago, Zhang Jintao went to the south to visit a master in person. How should I put it? After going there once, Zhang Jintao directly recognized himself.

At that time, he saw someone on the Internet saying that there was a master in a Taoist temple in a certain place who treated people for free and the people there were all very nice, so Zhang Jintao decided to go there.

After arriving at the place, I felt that the ticket was too expensive, so I found a clear road behind the mountain according to the online guide and sneaked up the mountain. There is a Taoist temple on the mountain, which is said to be very popular and has a constant stream of pilgrims, but the small road is surrounded by bamboo forests, birds singing and flowers blooming, but there are few people.

When they reached halfway up the mountain, they suddenly heard a sigh from the front. After going around a big tree, they saw a Taoist priest squatting on the side of the road with his back to Zhang Jintao.

His body was tense and swaying from side to side. He was carrying a basket on his back, but it was hard to see what was inside.

Zhang Jintao was shocked. This was the first time he had seen a Taoist priest outside a Taoist temple. Zhang Jintao felt that the man's robe was covered in dust, but he had a faint aura of immortality.

This person ignored the situation around him and stayed alone, seemingly in harmony with the heaven and earth. In fact, this was the "purity" that Laojun talked about.

Zhang Jintao went up to the Taoist priest to start a conversation, hoping to learn some Taoist words and explore the truth of the universe. In the end, he did not get the truth, but Zhang Jintao and the Taoist priest had a hilarious conversation when he recalled it.

"Master." Zhang Jintao called softly. The Taoist priest suddenly turned around, revealing the shovel and half-dug bamboo shoots in his hand. It turned out that he was digging bamboo shoots.

"What's the matter?" The Taoist asked in an aggressive tone, as if Zhang Jintao had ruined his good deed.

"Are you from the management office?"

"What management office?" Zhang Jintao was puzzled.

"XXX Mountain Management Office."

"No, I'm just passing by."

"Oh." The Taoist priest responded, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued digging bamboo shoots.

"Master." Zhang Jintao said again, but the Taoist priest didn't turn around to pay attention to him.

“Master, are you seeking enlightenment?” No answer.

"Master, have you ever glimpsed the truth of heaven and earth?" he continued to ask.

The other party was really annoyed with Zhang Jintao, so he gave an answer: "The canteen changed its supplier, and the bamboo shoots they sent are not tasty. The guests who come to burn incense are not willing to order them. I am here to pick some and eat them myself."

"Then Master, I have a question that I would like to ask for your guidance."

"Say what you want to say quickly, don't waste time on me." The Taoist stood up, threw the freshly dug bamboo shoots into the basket behind him, and asked Zhang Jintao impatiently.

“Did you see any bamboo shoots on your way here?”

Zhang Jintao shook his head.

"What kind of bamboo doesn't have shoots?"

Zhang Jintao also shook his head.

"That's weird. Usually there are a lot of bamboo shoots at this time. Could they have been picked by the management office?" "No, I didn't look carefully. There are bamboo shoots."

The Taoist stared at Zhang Jintao as if he was looking at a dog.

"By the way, what do you want to ask me?"

"There is a scripture that says, 'The pure is the source of the turbid, the moving is the basis of the still; if a person can always be pure and still, heaven and earth will all be his.' How do you explain this sentence?"

After hearing this, the Taoist priest glared at Zhang Jintao again, as if he was looking at a stupid dog dragging its lame leg and seeking misery.

"Brother." said the Taoist priest.

"Master. Don't worry, just call me Taoist friend."

"Okay, fellow Taoist."

Taoist priest: "Brother, listen to me."

"Fellow Daoist, Master, please tell me."

"Forget it." The Taoist gave up and continued:
"That's what I mean." The Taoist paused and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"The world is in turmoil, and I want to find a way to escape. Isn't that what Taoism does?"

"If you understand, you will be free?"

"Of course."

"Now that you understand, can you put it into practice? Only practice can bring true knowledge. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. How can you be liberated if you don't practice?"

"Master Daoyou, I am asking you about Taoist culture, not socialist thought. You are going off topic."

"Not far away. Don't you want to hear my explanation? I just started and you're not listening."

"Then you say."

“Have you ever heard that matter determines consciousness?”

"I've heard of it. It's in the high school textbook."

"You've heard that consciousness will react on matter, right?"

"I've heard of it. It's also in the high school textbook."

"You have also read Dialectical Materialism, right?"

"Yes, it's all from the political textbook."

"Then try to look at this issue dialectically. What do you see?"

Zhang Jintao suddenly realized: "Master Daoyou, what you mean is that the existence of things is relative. There is turbidity only when there is clarity, and there is no stillness without movement. Without any of them, it is difficult to form this world, right?"

The Taoist's eyes changed. He was no longer looking at the silly dog, but saw a silly eagle flying over and landing on the silly dog's butt.

"I mean, I want you to focus more on what you can see, such as doing more work and earning more money. If you have something to do, you won't be staring at these metaphysical things. You are too idle to think about so many things. Look at me. In order to find food for the masters, they stopped assigning me to chant sutras and I focused on digging bamboo shoots."

Zhang Jintao was a little confused. Perhaps the Taoist priest was testing his intelligence.

"Master Daoyou, what you said is too profound, but I think what you mean is that our universe is real and Tao is the true meaning of the universe, and it also exists. It's just that this Tao is our understanding of the universe and is conscious. So how this Tao affects our view of the universe depends on how we practice. Is that right?"

The Taoist wanted to curse. But he still maintained the demeanor of a cultivator and said calmly: "I fuck you, I'm going to dig bamboo shoots, you can have fun by yourself." (End of this chapter)