Monks

Chapter [-]: The Monk Worships the Mountain

Zhang Tianfang thought about it and replied: "Okay, let's go and see why the little monk came here. One precept is interesting, but I don't know which precept to keep." "It seems that you understand it very well." Zhang was afraid of being ironic. With a word, he floated into the woods.

Let go of your consciousness, find the little monk, and follow up all the way.The little monk didn't move very fast, he stepped out firmly step by step, the distance of each step was the same, and the time of each step was the same, walking towards the stone wall in a leisurely manner.

Zhang was afraid to take a look. If there is a show, not to mention that he is also here to think about winning the treasure, then this monk is very interesting.

Knowing that he was following behind, Yijie neither spoke nor turned around, as if the two had been walking together, just walked in like this.A quarter of an hour later, the familiar coercion of the big tortoise appeared in front of him. Zhang Ai reminded him kindly: "Be careful, there is a master in front."

Yijie stopped, bowed sideways, and said, "Thank you for your kind words, but in the heart of this little monk, only the great virtues of Buddhism exist, and there are no secular masters who say it." Because, for fear of losing etiquette.

After he finished speaking, the big tortoise spoke up: "Where did the fake monk come from to say so much? Is it possible that everything in the world is alive because of the monk? Absurd!" Following the sound of the words, the green turtle appeared In front of the two of them, they stopped at a distance of ten meters, and looked at Zhang Ai coldly: "I said, you are not allowed to come in. Since you don't believe me, I will let you believe me later." Turning his eyes back to Yi Jie, he said: " Little monk, this is Monster Beast Mountain, not your monastery, because you are a monk, let me let you go this time, go out."

Yijie bowed and saluted: "Yijie has seen a spiritual being, and I dare to ask what the name of a spiritual being is." He called the tortoise a spiritual life, which meant that it was raised to the same height as a human being, and he was polite and thoughtful. , which satisfied the tortoise, and said in a harmonious voice, "My name is Gui, and the name of osmanthus is Yannian."

"Yijie has seen Mr. Gui." The little monk saluted again, and then said in a deep voice: "This little monk is only here to fulfill the teacher's wish, not to stay or make trouble, let alone kill, just to pay respects to the ancestors. "

The tortoise's face changed, and he thought about it and said: "There are only monsters and no people in the monster mountain, so where did the ancestors come from?"

"Master has never made a mistake in what he said all his life. He said that there were people who lived here, so there were people who really lived there. When Master sat down, he said that there are his true friends and his true love in the mountain. The karma that I can't let go is a debt or a kindness. The master said that he can't tell. If I succeed in meditation in the future, I can come and worship him for him. It can be regarded as a solution to the world. , you can only worship at a distance." Yijie said slowly word by word.

After hearing this, the tortoise asked after a long time, "What's your master's name?"

Yijie replied: "Master is Master, how did he get his name? Master and I live in a small room in the mountains, and we have never seen anyone in our life. I call him Master, I don't know any other name."

"What does your master look like?" The tortoise asked another question.

"Master is kind and kind-eyed, and has a pretty face. When Master lectures, the evil tiger can also imitate people sitting cross-legged for good, but Master doesn't allow it. He said, you should eat meat. If you give up the essentials and the end, thousands of creatures in the world will die." It will become less and less, which is a great sin." When Yijie mentioned Master, he respectfully thought about it and yearned for it.

Seeing that the tortoise couldn't ask anything, and the little monk seemed to be a believer, he nodded and said, "Then you go, but I will follow."

He said together: "Mr. Xie is perfect, thank you for your work." He has a very good temper, and what others say is what he says.After speaking, turn around and move on.Just as Zhang Ao was about to follow, the tortoise stared at him coldly, and said coldly, "Get out."

Zhang Ai shook his head: "You can just go and watch the excitement, why can't I watch it?" He quickly followed Yijie.The tortoise's eyes were wide open, and he was about to lose his temper.Zhang Ai hurriedly asked the little monk, "Your one precept, what is it?"

Yijie listened to his question and stopped before answering: "Master said that I am bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. This precept is to abstain from killing. I want my disciples to seek the Buddha's heart forever, and to hold on to goodness in every thought, and not to harm the nature of other things." Life."

This sentence scares Zhang Zhang. Apart from the function of ranking seniority, the dharma name of a monk is mostly lacking in seeking something, or wanting to pursue something, so he will use his name to remember it. If the little monk abstains from killing, How bloodthirsty must this guy be?

The big tortoise was also a little surprised, he was curious about the origin of Yijie, so he didn't hit Zhang Fear, but at this time, he had forgotten that Zhang Fear was beside him, and only one thing was on his mind, the little monk was bloodthirsty and brought him to the Will something happen to the master's residence?It was difficult to make a decision for a while, and it was the first time that the big tortoise encountered such a difficult problem.

The little monk answered, and seeing that the two of them were fine, he turned around and continued walking.With a calm face, he didn't care what Zhang Ai and the big turtle were thinking.Zhang Afraid hurriedly followed, sighing in his heart, this is a great man, he is neither happy nor sad, has no desires and pursuits, all things in the world are just a passing cloud to him, but is it interesting to live like this?

He has met many Buddhist monks, one counts as another, except for the fact that he doesn't have a deep relationship with him and doesn't know much about them.Other Buddhist monks all have an ordinary side, some are joking, some are angry, there are fat monks who talk nonsense and old monks who act recklessly, at least let people know that they are human beings.But Yijie has no popularity at all, like a puppet who eats fireworks and worships.And this puppet seems to be very bloodthirsty, which can be regarded as a trick of good fortune.

The two of them walked ahead, the tortoise hesitated for a moment, but also followed. At this time, he didn't urge Zhang to get out, at least Zhang didn't kill randomly. He was praying, this little monk who was determined to refrain from killing, don't come here. Crazy in Monster Mountain.As I was walking, I thought of a question and asked: "Your master said that you can come to worship his friends only if you are successful in meditation. What does it mean to be successful in meditation?"

Yijie stopped walking and replied sideways: "My current appearance is that I have achieved success in meditation." After answering, he turned around and continued walking.

The big tortoise wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Zhang Fear: "Go to the place and ask together, this walk and stop, isn't it tiring?" The tortoise glared at him angrily, but followed his suggestion. Travel through the woods.

It was just walking. After a while, Zhang was afraid that something was wrong. This little monk is too good!All the way, every step has the same distance and the same time, but he walks lifelessly, every step is perfectly integrated into the forest and vegetation, he is the vegetation and leaves, every foot falls where it should fall, as if That piece of land has existed since ancient times for the sole purpose of being trampled by him.

Zhang was afraid that he would be very angry. Do we need to be so exaggerated?Turning his head to pay attention to the tortoise, he was even more depressed when he saw it. Every step of the big tortoise moved its limbs, not a step, as soft and casual as the wind blowing willows.The little monk walks without vitality, but the big tortoise walks too vigorously, its limbs swing like clouds and flowing water, and every bit of support is a wonderful picture, always full of vitality.

Zhang was afraid that he would become even angrier, so he just walked. As for being so provocative?With the contrast and stimulation of these two things, Zhang Afraid also thought about how he could walk in order not to be weaker than the two of them, but after thinking about it for a while, he was so depressed that he couldn't walk anymore!Almost tripped himself.

So, Zhang Fear, who forgot how to walk, followed a tortoise and a monk who didn't eat fireworks into the mountains full of anger.Arriving at the destination in a short while, the little monk really came for the stone wall, stopped in front of the valley and looked around, curious about the desolation and damage of this place, how could this happen?

As the master said, this place is a beautiful courtyard, with a deep courtyard, willow trees, and a clear spring and a green lake. Not only are there no such things, but a huge dilapidated stone wall stands in front of you. Turning your head to look at the turtle, you asked : "Mr. Gui, the monk has something to ask."

The big tortoise waved his head and said: "You don't need to be so polite, if you have something to say, master, just speak up."

Zhang was afraid that what he heard was unbalanced. The tortoise is such a bastard. He turned the little monk into a master, but I was still a follower?

Yijie ignored what Zhang was thinking, and asked directly: "Speaking of the blue sea and mulberry fields, the sea ten thousand years ago will become the current mountain. Dare to ask, but this place has undergone this change? The previous landscape rotation has become the rocky mountain in front of me. ?”

The big tortoise was stunned when he heard the words, and asked in surprise: "How do you know there is water here?" Hearing this answer, which was not an answer, Yijie realized something, and said in a low voice: "No wonder I feel that there is a power to change the world here. , Presumably it is a kind of great supernatural power to seal this place, it is because the little monk is ignorant and cannot get a glimpse of the profound realm of the gods, Amitabha."

After speaking, there is no problem, the Zen step moves down, and enters the valley dignifiedly, closes eyes for a moment, opens them and walks directly in front of the black stone wall, brushes the hem of the monk's robe, but ignores whether there is dust on the ground You Chen, solemn, earnest, knelt down slowly, bowed his head facing the stone wall, put his palms together, and recited some scriptures, and a Buddha light appeared behind him, looking sacred and solemn, not to be offended.

Zhang Ai secretly said: What a big show.I felt movement around me, and when I tilted my head, the big tortoise prostrated on all fours, closed its eyes and prayed earnestly, but it didn't know who it was praying to.

Okay, here are three people, there are two Shinto guys, he is too embarrassed to be too playful, put away his jokes, he doesn't need to kneel down as seriously as the turtle and the monk, brush off the dust on his body, slightly bow his head towards the stone wall, and think: "No matter whether there is anyone inside, no matter who you are, Zhang is afraid to come to see you."

This is what I thought in my heart, and after a while, I thought of myself, wondering if someone would worship me like this after Lao Tzu is gone?

There is never a lack of excitement in the mountains, such as insects hissing and birds singing, animals soaring and leaves falling, all kinds of sounds are endless.But at this time, in this valley, all sounds disappeared without a trace, the earth was quiet, and a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere spread from the little monk, and slowly, little by little, spread out, covering the myriad of things on the ground. creatures.The breath is just peace, to calm everything down.There is no legendary precious light, precious air, umbrella and incense cover, no strange fragrances blooming like thousands of flowers, and no thousands of Buddhas appearing on the body of the Buddha, nor do you see the Buddha's voice and Sanskrit singing like the Tathagata in the sky, all of these are gone. Nothing at all, only a little monk, and his whispered prayers.