Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Taking a look at the heavy face of the debate, but ignoring his concerns, his master continued to preach:

"The Buddha said something that confuses sentient beings. I can't protect myself yet. How can I protect you? All dependents arise and die. Even if I am a Buddha, there is no way I can do it.

Even, I can't guarantee how long I can live!

Luo Huiluo said in a puzzled way: "Listening to the Dharma in vain is unfathomable. How can the merits of listening to the Dharma benefit others?"

You said that you can't protect yourself when you become a Buddha. What are the benefits of studying Buddha? The implication is that whether you learn from Buddhism or not is the impermanence of life and death. In that case, why not let me go back to be my little prince and enjoy life.

The Buddha replied: "The power of listening to the Dharma, although you cannot gain the Tao in your present life. The five ways of receiving the body have many benefits."

Studying Buddhism may not be able to gain blessings in this life, but when the rebirth of life and death, cause and effect, you will know the benefits of studying Buddhism.

Hearing what the Buddha said, Rahuluo's desire to return to the secular life had to give up.

Whether it is helpless or fortunate to be edified by the Dharma by the Buddha's side. Soon, the opportunity was approaching, and he finally realized the profound meaning of Buddhism, broke through the troubles of ignorance, and became the first disciple of the Buddha's secret practice.

The sentient beings who are unwilling to learn Buddhism at this time are just like Rahuluo who was so young and stubborn to return to the vulgar. As long as they are given time and opportunity, I believe that one day they will be grateful for the wisdom of the Buddha! "

After he finished speaking, looking at the resolute debate, he warmly persuaded: "This is a big deal, and my teacher advises you to think twice!"

After speaking, he got up and left.

In the empty Buddhist room, there was only one person left, facing the Buddha statue above him in a daze.

He didn't want to give up this period of love that shouldn't be, but it was so difficult to continue.

He will follow his heart and stick to the truest thoughts in his heart!

The audience in the live broadcast room has dispersed, and the words and singing of the monk debate machine are still echoing in my ears.

Princess Goyang fell into the memory.

That year, the naughty woman couldn't stand the royal rules and ran away from the people secretly, but because she had no money to eat, she became the leader of a group of beggars.

A ten-year-old monk encountered a group of robbers the first time he went down the mountain to alms.

This group of robbers is made up of half-year-old children, the oldest being only ten years old.

Each of them was wearing coarse cloth with patches, and the guys in his hands were nothing more than bamboo sticks.

The little girl headed by is Princess Gao Yang. Her weapon is the most decent, a slingshot. The little stones she shoots out are the most painful when hitting people, so she is respected as the boss.

Xiao Gaoyang held the slingshot and pointed at the little monk and said, "Hey, little monk, give all of your food!"

The little monk held the steamed bun in his arms and said, "I...I don't want it!"

Xiao Gaoyang wiped his nose and said, "Hmph, then don't blame us for being polite! Little ones, grab it!"

When she gave an order, a group of children rushed to the little monk shouting, and the little monk ran away.

He ran and ran into the woods below the mountain. The child behind him was gone, but it was dark and he was lost.

He sighed, and could only wait until dawn to find his way back to the temple.

He picked up some leaves and branches in the forest, gathered them together, and made a small fire.

The little monk was leaning against the tree, burning on fire, and was about to fall asleep. He suddenly heard a cry, probably because the group of children chased into the woods and lost their way.

He thought about it, and after all he stood up, picked up a torch, and walked along with the cry.

Before he went far, he found Xiao Gaoyang who was crying under a big tree.

"Ahem, little donor, don't cry."

Xiao Gaoyang wiped her tears and looked up at him. When she saw that it was the little monk, she jumped up and hugged him.

"I'm lost, the sky is so dark again, it scares me to death! Little monk, take me out!"

The little monk touched his bare head and said, "Amitabha, poor monk... the poor monk is also lost. Why don't you go to the fire with me and go out together when it's dawn."

Xiao Gaoyang sat by the fire, holding and pushing, sucking his nose, his face was full of tears.

The little monk used a twig to roast the steamed buns by the fire. He heated the steamed buns, handed them to Xiao Gaoyang, and said, "Here, don't cry, eat it quickly."

Xiao Gaoyang looked at the hot steamed buns in the little monk's hands, swallowed his mouth water, and said, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

The little monk shook his head and said, "I have eaten." As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach groaned.

The little monk's face turned red all of a sudden, Xiao Gaoyang burst into laughter, she took the steamed bun, broke it in half, handed the larger half to the little monk, and said, "Here."

The little monk blushed and touched his head, and took the bun.

The two men ate the steamed buns hungrily, and the little monk asked, "You... why are you robbing?"

Xiao Gaoyang licked his lips and said, "I...we are all orphans, we can't ask for food, so we can only steal something to eat. Sometimes we can't steal, and adults can't beat them, so we have to pick children to start. "

"That's it."

"Yes... I'm sorry."

"It's okay, hurry... go to bed, you have to hurry tomorrow."

"Ok."

The next day, the little monk walked out of the forest with Xiao Gaoyang.

"Let's stop here, and we will get to the temple further ahead."

"Ok."

The little monk put his hands together and gave a Buddhist ceremony to Xiao Gaoyang, then turned and left.

"Hey, little monk!"

The little monk turned to look at her.

Xiao Gaoyang blushed and said, "Wait later, I will become the master of the village, so you...you will be my master of the village, okay!"

The little monk also blushed, scratched his head, turned around and left quickly.

Ten years later.

The young monk grew into a handsome monk and was selected as the head of the novice monk, traveling around the world as a candidate for the abbot of the temple.

On this day, he met a gang of fierce robbers on the way back to the temple, and tied him back to the cottage without saying a word.

"Amitabha Buddha, several donors, poor monks have no money, please send the poor monks back to the monastery."

The headed Scarface roared fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, we mainly see you in the village!"

Several robbers threw the monk into the main hall of the cottage, loosened the tie, and closed the door.

The monk looked around. The lanterns and bright red lanterns and candles here are for weddings.

He was looking at it, and a girl in red came over.

He hurriedly said: "Congratulations to the donor for the newly married, but the poor monk does not drink alcohol, nor does he touch the fish. It is really impossible to attend the donor's wedding banquet, and I hope the donor Haihan."

The woman quickly stepped forward and grabbed his ears and said, "Smelly monk! Forget me after ten years of absence! I heard that you are going to be the abbot!"

"You...you are."

The monk looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and suddenly recalled the crying little Gao Yang in the forest.

"You said, do you want to be an abbot anymore!"

"Don't pull it, it hurts! It hurts! It's wrong! It's wrong!"

The girl loosened his ears and said, "Then you...are you vulgar?"