monk robe

Huien returned to the temple and fell ill. No one knew why, but the young master of the Yang family came to the temple more often than usual. He will help the temple to carry water and sweep the floor, and help Hui En to wash and copy scriptures.

One day, Yang Xiaoyu, who was taught by his parents to "stay away from the kitchen", cut his finger while chopping vegetables with a knife. He ran to Hui En like a child and showed him the wound.Huien not only didn't feel bad, but also drove him down the mountain: "You are used to living a life of rich clothes and fine food, how can you endure such pain? Go back."

"That's wrong. I'm very lucky to have such a life in this life." Yang Xiaoyu served the vegetable tofu and stir-fried bamboo shoots that he made himself, with a smug expression on his face.Although the green vegetable tofu is salty and he puts sugar, and the stir-fried bamboo shoots are fresh and clean, but he is stir-fried, and they are burnt as black as charcoal, but Huien still eats with satisfaction. .

Yang Xiaoyu stayed in the temple for a long time, Master Yang went up to the mountain several times to persuade him to go home, he got annoyed, and simply threatened to shave or become a monk.

Hui En asked him: "What's so good about the Buddhist gate with six clean roots? Life is hard, you get up when you hear the bell, you fall asleep when you hear the drum, you hear the banyan hall, you hear the bang in the hall, it's like this every day, and it's still the same every year. Burning sandalwood will accompany you until you grow old. For me, why are you doing this?" After finishing speaking, he added another sentence, as if provocative: "You can't eat dog meat yet."

"Life is hard, to rise when you hear the bell, to sleep when you hear the drum, to hear the banyan hall, to go to the hall when you hear the bang, every day is like this, every year is still the same, and it is indeed miserable to die with the ancient Buddha with green lamps and sandalwood incense. But that is not the case. My monk, you and I are different, I am the one who will accompany you to the end of life, and you will be the one who will accompany me to the end of life. It’s just that the Buddha has suffered, and I have to look at you, me, and me every day.” Yang Xiaoyu laughed.

Hui En was ashamed: "Teacher! Who wants to spend time with you? How can you be so presumptuous in the Holy Land of Buddhism?"

"Who else can we be with if you don't make love to me? Could it be that my little monk forgot what he said to me when he had sex with me and ascended to immortality? Do you want Xiaosheng to repeat it to Master Huien?" He said coughing Twice to moisten the throat, want to say but not to say.

A pitiful blush suddenly appeared on Hui En's face, she gritted her teeth and replied, "If I hadn't been subdued by you and forced by your lust/power, how could I have said those shameless words?"

Yang Xiaoyu got cheap and acted like a good boy. He took a deep breath between Huien's neck, then closed his eyes and said with pleasure: "But my little monk is really delicious, it's really craving/stop/I can't forget it!"

"Shameless!" Hui En pushed him away with a shake of his sleeves.

On the day he shaved his hair and became a monk, Yang Xiaoyu knelt in front of the Buddha.The abbot shaved him and gave him the name Huiqian. "Hui" is from his peers, and "qian" means to wear away publicity and be humble and restrained.

"To end your life and not to kill, can you hold on to it now?"

At worst, you can't dig out trees/eggs, and you can't fish in water.

"Can hold."

"To end your life and not to steal, can you hold on to it now?"

Stealing hearts and stealing/feelings don't count.

"Can hold."

"Extend your body and life without lust/desire, can you hold on now?"

Sneaking a peek at Hui En, after taking the precepts, they are brothers, and "helping each other" and "living in harmony" between brothers and sisters is not a violation of the precepts.

"Can hold."

"As long as you can live and live, don't lie, can you hold on now?"

Lying mostly refers to lies, excluding dirty words and love words.

"Can hold."

"To the end of your life and not to drink alcohol, can you hold on to it now?"

Have a drink and enjoy yourself, just exchange tea for wine and water for wine so that no one else can drink it.

"Can hold."

"The six precepts are to wear fragrant flowers, the seven precepts are to sit on a high and wide bed, and the eight precepts are not to eat at the right time. These are the eight precepts. To convert to my Buddha, you need to remember and abide by it, and be good with one heart. Under the bodhi tree, the fruit of rectification, before the Buddha, save all living beings." .”

"The disciple is ordained." Yang Xiaoyu knelt down on the futon, bowing devoutly to the Buddha for a moment, which really gave people the illusion that he was devoted to the Buddha.At this time, his name is Huiqian.

Mrs. Yang was crying until the pear blossoms were raining, and when the ceremony was completed, she had no choice but to leave the temple.

At night, Hui En holds a candle to copy the scriptures, and Hui Qian cuts the candle and grinds it.

Hui En said: "You have violated two precepts in front of the Buddha today. One is lust/desire, and the other is lying. The Buddha Dharma is boundless, so turn your back and be right, Junior Brother. You are destined not to be a member of my Buddhist sect."

"Buddha crosses you, you cross me, why not? The Dharma is boundless, but when I look back, it's not the shore, but you. Before I took the precepts, my unfinished fate was you, and my worldly thoughts were you; after I took the precepts, I Your Buddha is you, and my Dharma is also you." Hui Qian stared at Hui En through the light of flickering candles.

Huien seemed to suddenly think of something, put down the brush and sat upright: "I am your senior brother now, you can no longer take off my monk's robe."

"Brother, you have to put on the monk's robe firmly." Huiqian lay down on the bed, it smelled so good, it was the smell of Hui'en's monk's robe when he was a child.

After a few years...

Two old monks went down the mountain to return to the monastery after finishing their ceremonies. Suddenly they heard a strange humming sound on the side of the road. Following the sound, they found that it was a litter of six-born puppies. Their eyes had not yet opened.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness. Brother, I am merciful. These puppies must have been sent out by their masters. They are very pitiful. Why don't we take them back to the temple to raise them? When they grow up, they can look after the temple guards, otherwise they will dead."

"Okay, okay, but these puppies are small and soft, how do we take them back?"

"Why don't you take off your monk robe and wrap it up?"

"Why don't you take off yours?"

"Unfortunately, I just passed by a dead pine tree, and the monk's robe was cut by a branch, you see." He said and showed the old monk with a big hole.

"..."

Back in the temple, the little monk sweeping the courtyard watched the uncles and uncles enter the door one after the other, tilted his head and asked:

"Uncle Huien, where is your robe?"