The young monk has returned to secular life

Ten years ago, Zhiyun had just entered the seventh level.

At that time, there were as many as 20 monks in the seventh level of Fayuan Temple, and Zhiyun was just an insignificant one among them.

Buddhism, on the other hand, pays more attention to seniority.

Bagua Dan is limited, and the probability of Zhiyun entering the eighth level is negligible.

Therefore, if he wanted to enter the eighth rank Taishang, he could only find another way.

In desperation, he could only hope to move heaven and earth, and create another way to enter the realm of enlightenment with his profound Dharma and supreme merit.

That year, he bid farewell to Fayuan Temple, intending to promote Buddhism and accumulate merit.

In this way, he stayed in various states, practiced hard, and did good deeds.

A year has passed. He has traveled nearly ten thousand miles and done a lot of good deeds, but he has not made any progress in his realm.

This winter.

The north wind is howling and the snow is falling.

Zhiyun traveled to Youzhou on a snowy night.

This is a small village.

There are only a dozen households on the village.

Although Zhiyun is in the seventh-level Holy Saint Realm, running around for a long time still makes him a little dry.

So he knocked on the door of a house.

An old man quickly walked out of the house and into the yard.

He first looked at Zhiyun through the crack in the door. Seeing that he was a monk, he opened the door and let him into his home.

There is an old woman at home.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Zhiyun finally learned that the village was called Fengmen Village.

The father-in-law's surname is Fang. They are a family of three. Their son has not returned from hunting.

The old couple were waiting for their son to return, and Zhiyun didn't feel sleepy.

The three of them chatted and warmed themselves by the fire, and before they knew it, it was the third watch.

"Father, mother, I'm back."

Seeing that the lights were still on in the house, Fang Shitou knew that his parents must still be waiting for him. After entering the yard, he couldn't wait to shout out.

Mrs. Fang was relatively close to the door. When she heard her son's voice, she hurriedly opened the door and asked in a trembling voice: "Shitou, are you back? Mother is so anxious.

Why did you come back so late today? "

Fang Shitou smiled and said: "Mom, you don't know, I met a mountain deer today and chased it for a long time before I caught it.

You see, it's fat and strong, enough for us to eat for several days. "

Fang Shitou carried a mountain deer on his shoulders and a pheasant in his hand. When he walked into the house, he discovered that there was an old monk in the house.

"Hey, we have a guest at home."

Zhiyun stood up and replied with a smile: "Amitabha, I am wandering here and staying in your courtyard for a night, so I won't bother you."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb." Fang Shitou threw the pheasant to his feet, put the mountain deer on the ground, and hung the hunting bow on the wall.

While he was busy with the movements in his hands, he said happily: "We haven't seen a stranger here all year round. It's an honor for us that the master can stay in our home.

Mom, please kill this deer later, just in time to warm everyone up. "

Fang Shitou was very hospitable, but he forgot that monks do not eat meat.

Zhiyun hurriedly refused: "Amitabha, that's good, that's good.

Thanks to Donor Fang for his kindness, I have been a monk since I was a child and have never eaten meat. "

Only then did Fang Shitou realize that the monks were subject to strict rules. He scratched the bag and asked, "But we are a family of hunters. We only have meat at home, so what does the master eat?"

Zhiyun smiled and said, "Donor Fang, you don't have to be polite. I can just drink some water."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Shanlu.

"Donor Fang, I have an unkind request. I wonder if I should say it or not?"

Fang Shitou followed Zhiyun's gaze and looked at the mountain deer on the ground, and immediately guessed what Zhiyun wanted.

This mountain deer was very fat and must have been pregnant with its fawn. Moreover, it was not dead, but just passed out.

The monk was a kind-hearted person, and he probably wanted to ask himself to let the deer go.

But they originally made a living by hunting. If the mountain deer were released, what would they eat?

Fang Shitou hesitated a little.

Fang Laozhang didn't think too much, and he didn't see that Shanlu was still alive, so he smiled and said, "Master, you don't have to be so polite. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhiyun looked at Fang Shitou, who was silent, and thought about it secretly before speaking: "Donor Fang, you must have guessed my request.

I can't hunt for you to survive, but I can teach you some self-defense hunting techniques, so that you will be less dangerous when hunting in the future.

However, you must agree to my three requests. "

People in the mountains rely on their brute strength to hunt.

If you cannot marry a wife or raise children, you will have to suffer from hunger when you get older. There is a high probability that you will starve to death or freeze to death.

People who know magic are like gods to them.

They didn't expect that this old monk could actually know magic and promised to teach it to Fang Shitou. Even if it was just a superficial knowledge, it would be Po Tian's blessing.

Without thinking, Mr. Fang and his family knelt on the ground and called out, "The old god is compassionate."

Fang Shitou even clasped his hands together and said gratefully: "Master, please bow to me as a disciple."

Zhiyun hurriedly helped Mr. Fang and his wife, and said to Fang Shitou: "I just intend to teach you some simple techniques, and it is not a master-disciple inheritance.

And if you learn the art, you will hunt and support your family, so I will not accept you as a disciple. "

Fang Shitou had tears in his eyes and said excitedly: "Whether the master treats me as a disciple or not, you are my master.

I will be grateful to Master for the rest of my life. "

Zhiyun sighed: "I taught you the technique, firstly, for this mountain deer, and secondly, to express gratitude to your family for staying here.

As for three, those are the requirements I want to talk about. "

Fang Shitou said hurriedly: "Master, I will agree to whatever you ask for."

Zhiyun nodded and said softly: "I will teach you the technique, but you must not be greedy or murderous.

My three requests are:

First, don’t kill the animals in Liujia.

Second, do not rely on strength to bully the weak.

Third, don’t be greedy.

can you do it? "

Fang Shitou agreed to Zhiyun's request without thinking: "The disciples have all taken note of the master's request. Please rest assured, master, the disciples will not dare to go against the master's teachings.

If I disobey, let Buddha punish me to suffer in hell. "

Zhiyun saw that he was serious and didn't look like a cunning person, so he smiled and pulled him up.

Fang Shitou was so excited that he took the initiative to run to the mountain deer and untie it.

He excitedly said to the old lady on the other side: "Mom, this mountain deer is the lucky star of our family. I want to keep it and raise it, and then release them together after it gives birth to fawns."

good or not? "

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Fang was also extremely happy and said three good words in a row.

She squatted next to the mountain deer, caressed its round belly, and smiled from ear to ear.

"Stone, I see there are no wounds on this deer. How did you catch it?" After touching it for a long time, she suddenly asked curiously.

Fang Shitou chuckled and said mischievously: "You can take a guess."

Mrs. Fang laughed and scolded: "You brat, how can we guess this?

It couldn't be that I passed out from exhaustion after being chased by you for a long time, right? "

"I knew you couldn't guess." Fang Shitou shook his head with an air of dignity and took the initiative to explain: "Although this deer is pregnant with a fawn, its escape speed is not slow at all.

I couldn't keep up with it at all.

However, although it can run, it cannot hide the long footprints left in the snow.

I followed the footprints it left, all the way to a valley in the back mountain. "