Museum of Demons

Yuanjue quickly connected Wei Yuan's call.

Although he was a little surprised that Wei Yuan contacted him suddenly, Yuanjue was obviously in a good mood.

The two chatted for a while on the phone, but because the matter was a bit complicated and it was difficult to explain clearly on the phone, Wei Yuan suggested that they should find a way to meet and have a chat. Yuanjue readily agreed and returned it to Wei Yuan. Sharing a geographical location, the two agreed to meet at seven o'clock in the evening.

At seven o'clock at night, Wei Yuan arrived at the place on time on a shared bicycle.

It's just that he didn't expect such a scene in front of him.

The open-air shed, the smoke from burning, the tables put together one by one, the noisy sound, the crisp sound of beer bottles colliding, here is a night market of barbecue stalls, wearing gray monk clothes, full of muscles The bald monk, in a crowd of people eating barbecue, is too eye-catching.

An incandescent lamp hung under the ceiling, shining on the head, it was brightly lit.

Yuanjue opened his eyes, saw Wei Yuan, and greeted him loudly:

Benefactor Wei, here, the poor monk is here!

No, you don't have to talk, your build and haircut are like a firefly in a crowd, there's no way to ignore it.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, he shook his head and laughed, walked over and sat in front of Yuanjue, looked around, with a strange expression on his face, and said:

I didn't expect that, Master Yuanjue, the place you made an appointment with is a barbecue stall...

Yuanjue smiled brightly, and said, There is no rule that monks are not allowed to come here.

Wei Yuan smiled and said: Of course not, even if there are people drinking and eating meat around here, I am worried that you will feel uncomfortable.

Yuanjue clasped his hands together, smiled and said: The poor monk eats the poor monk's food, and they eat theirs.

It's good for everyone to enjoy themselves without disturbing each other.

Besides, precepts are used to restrain oneself, and others are willing to do what others do.

If you insist on asking others to listen to your own ideas, if you don't eat meat, others can't eat it, and if you don't eat this meat, others can't eat it; this is not a precept. I read a book recently and saw a sentence. Doing to others, in fact, after thinking about it, it’s better not to do to others what you want.”

You are yourself, others are others.

so……

Yuanjue put the menu in front of Wei Yuan with a smile, and said triumphantly:

I'm paying my salary today, and I'm treating guests. Donor Wei, look at what you want to eat.

I'll just order what I eat myself.

Wei Yuan didn't refuse, and ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Yuanjue raised his hand and skillfully spat out a series of nouns, saying:

Boss, come ten more skewers of vegetarian chicken, ten more skewers of shiitake mushrooms, ten more skewers of enoki mushrooms, spicy millet on the enoki mushrooms, but no garlic, then twenty more skewers of baked beans, one piece of foil eggplant, and three more roasted Good scones, sprinkle with chilli shoots, cut into small pieces and serve.

By the way, two more bottles of cabin fruit beer.

Ice cold, ice cold.

He lifted up the hem of the monk's robe, ran over to pick up two bottles of iced fruit beer, said it was fruit beer, but in fact it was just added hops, and there was no degree of strength. Handing Wei Yuan a bottle, he said embarrassingly, This stuff has no prescription, so it's not considered wine.

Wei Yuan joked, There is no alcohol content, and it is also called fruit beer, so you can drink it?

If vegetarian food is made like meat and vegetables, does that count as breaking the precept, or is it not breaking the precept?

Yuanjue put down his clothes, clasped his hands together and said, Is the almsman going to test the poor monk?

He thought for a while, and said: It depends on what the precepts are for. The prohibition of drinking alcohol is because alcohol can mess up the sex and lose the mind, so you can't drink alcohol; the prohibition of eating meat, or the original precepts It means not to eat unclean meat, that is to say, not to kill for the sake of eating, not to say that the desire to eat and drink should be prohibited.”

In life, there are dangers everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall into obsession and karma. When you see someone accidentally falling down the mountain, you will definitely stop him and point him to the right path. But some people If you don’t listen, just follow the precepts and forbid you to go there.”

If you don't allow killing because of your own desires, you can avoid falling into the killing karma;

If you don't drink alcohol, you can avoid losing your mind and messing up your mind.

Actually, monks have to accept the precept of holding money, so, true ascetic monks are not allowed to touch money with their hands, because when they know that money can be obtained so easily, they will have demons in their hearts; they will not allow it. Even if you meet and talk with the female benefactor alone, you can't take the initiative to show your supernatural powers.

In some sects, you can pull the monk to tell you the scriptures, but after the lecture, he will not accept your charity, because he does not want what you give him when he tells you the scriptures. .”

Why is it called a benefactor, a benefactor, because people are willing to give some food with kindness, and it should not be asking for money with a box. This is wrong. It should not be used to deceive people to get money, let alone Exchange the wisdom of Buddhist scriptures for money.

Yuanjue sighed, and said: Buddhas walking on the road of asceticism is like walking on a bridge suspended in the air. There are eight winds coming from all directions. Only when the eight winds are as calm as the earth can they maintain a Buddha's heart. In the final analysis, The rules are just the constraints of foreign objects, the ancestors thought hard, blocked the places that would lead you to go wrong, and forced you to go the right way.”

When you really understand the core of precepts, then there is no such thing as precepts or non-precepts. In the end, the mountain is still a mountain. This kind of realm is very high. In Confucianism, it is said that you can do whatever you want without transgressing the rules, so it is said ...

The monk took a bite of a piece of fish tofu without any fish meat, and thanked him sincerely in his heart that it was so cheap that he was reluctant to add a little fish meat, and said vaguely: So, I feel more and more that, in fact, different schools of thought Those seniors who have walked will reach the last step in the end, and they will lead to the same goal by different routes.”

That realm, in Buddhism, is called an enlightened person, in Confucianism it is a sage, in Mohism it is a giant, in Taoism it may be a celestial master, the truth is always there, someone will always discover them, and then describe them in words, but this does not mean It is these sages who created such a realm.

They describe it in words, just to pass it on to ordinary people.

That's why those Buddhist enemies fooled ordinary people by saying that making offerings to monks has great merit, because it can preserve wisdom and Dharma. I can go to you!

The Dharma is there, and it won't disappear if there is this monk who is enshrined. Besides, you know that the Dharma is here, but you come to get it! It's a bit silly to see that the money is not spent, and everyone knows it; But knowing that Buddhism is a good thing, if you don’t think about it yourself, but spend money to let a fat-headed monk show it to you, is this merit?”

You don't learn it, and he doesn't learn it. Knock on the wooden fish and recite Buddhist scriptures, so the thing will be kept?

Yuanjue sighed, held the wine bottle in one hand, raised his neck and took a big gulp, his face was full of regret, with the spirit of contemporary Lu Zhishen, but unfortunately the wine bottle contained fruit beer, or to be more precise, it should be fruit-flavored soda , Wei Yuan and Yuanjue ate something, Yuanjue touched his belly, and said embarrassedly:

I've always heard the poor monk saying, benefactor, you asked me to come out, do you need my help?

Wei Yuan pressed the center of his eyebrows, talking to himself silently.

Is it that obvious?

With a helpless smile, he said: It is true that I have something to ask Master Yuanjue.

His voice paused, and he said in a deep voice: There is such a person, in order to protect more ordinary people, he put himself in the most dangerous place, supported it for a long, long time, his soul was broken, and He protected people in the tens of thousands, maybe millions, or more.

But his soul is mixed with parts of strange beasts and fierce souls.

Do you know of any way to save him? Or, at least one possible way to protect his spirituality.

Yuanjue was amazed, their voices were firmly protected by the spell, they were not leaked out, and were never known to outsiders. He pondered for a long time, and said: As the poor monk said earlier, each school and each faction finally reached the realm. It’s similar, what the guard said, what he did, can almost be called a great wish, in other sects, this is already called a great bodhisattva.”

I belong to the Zen sect, so naturally I don't believe in or dislike what the Buddha's enemies do.

But their practice methods are indeed effective, and this cannot be denied.

Big wish?

Yuanjue said calmly: Yes, in other Buddhist sects, it is said that Bodhisattvas must make great vows to save all living beings.

As for the Pure Land sect, the most well-known great vow scripture is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Fundamental Vow Sutra.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Fundamental Vow Sutra...

Wei Yuan murmured silently in his heart, looked at Yuanjue, and joked, You call them Buddha's enemies, but you recommend Buddha's enemy's exercises to me, does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

Yuanjue clasped his hands together and said, The poor monk is only here to save people.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Wei Yuan only felt that the monk in front of him looked solemn and calm, and his actions were also frank.

Afterwards, Yuanjue was gearing up again, saying:

Besides, this exercise is the property of those Buddhist enemies, and it's in their lair.

How about it, Master Wei, let's give him a vote?!

Wei Yuan: ...

He looked at Yuanjue who was eager to try, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Master, your design is broken.

PS: Today's second update... 2,900 words, thanks to the lord of Canglang Zhishui, who appreciates both elegance and vulgarity, thank you ~ sleep and sleep.