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Guangji did not have a definite route after he came out of Fahua Temple. If there is, it may be going eastward, going around in circles, and the general direction is still going eastward. There is no special reason. Ji Mo once asked, Guangji only Said, "I want to see what the land of sunrise looks like."

If you have something in your mind, just go for it.

This unrestrained freedom made Ji Mo fascinated for a while.

In reality, the two masters and apprentices are not so carefree. They have no troubles until they reach Shexian County. They rely on their feet to travel, but they can’t get alms everywhere. begging.

"It's only three or five dollars a day, and a few rough breads can satisfy your hunger. Don't say that there is nothing else to give to you and me. Even if you give it up, how can you be willing to eat it?"

When encountering such a family, Guangji would ask them for a bowl of water at most, and would not make any other requests.

It's not the first time Ji Mo has seen the bottom line of poverty. The family only has one pair of neat pants that can be worn out. The rest are just cow-nosed pants. The shorts with crotch are as short as a cow-nosed crotch, also called calf-nosed pants. , reminiscent of the flashing trousers of sumo wrestlers on TV, probably the same.

Wearing such trousers to work in the fields, her body and legs were tanned, and even the crotch-wrapped shorts were dirty as if her skin color was mixed.

Such people can see at a glance whether they have eaten or not, whether they have eaten or not, their shriveled stomachs seem to be clamoring for hunger, and their stomachs and intestines that are always wriggling and cannot be filled are like greedy snakes, refusing to give up everything that devours them. food possible.

To snatch food from their mouths, not to mention whether there is any or how much, just looking at their appearance will make people unable to eat.

Hungry to a certain extent, I really can't move my eyes when I see a person's mouth moving, and the saliva overflows in the mouth, as if to drown everything.

In the bustling market, there are also small vendors, sitting on the stalls to eat, the oil on the tables and stools is brought out by touching the clothes day after day, and there is no oily smell. If you smell it deeply, you may be able to smell it The layers were soaked in salty sweat.

Vegetarian wontons, thin skin and big stuffing, only one bowl, Guangji went to the store to ask for an empty bowl, and wanted to share the food with Ji Mo.

Speaking of eating, Guangji naturally has a bit of elegance. If he wants to share food with others, he will divide the food early, and will not wait until half of the food is eaten, and then give the rest to others. Even in the process of eating, he will not suddenly take out the things in his bowl to others, as if he has a cleanliness habit.

But if there is really no extra bowl to share food and water, he will uphold a relatively fair division method, such as when drinking water, I take a sip and you take a sip, but I can continue to drink like this.

Sometimes, Ji Mo will feel a little cumbersome, just like a bottle of water, the person in front drank half of the bottle, and the remaining half bottle is for you. It's really not an embarrassing thing. However, it will not be drunk by the people in front, and the people behind will drink it again, and the water will be dirty.

As for the same mouth of the bottle, if the person in front drinks water without touching their lips, can the people behind still drink the half bottle of water?

Drinking water from a bowl is given face to face. If the people behind don't deliberately turn the bowl around, the position of the lips will be different. There is nothing to be disgusted with.

If it is said that in the first world, Ji Mo still had a bit of a little cleanliness that could not be erased, but in this world, he has seen a lot, and he is not so hypocritical.

Even insisting that you must drink cold water if you have the conditions. When you don't have the conditions, you can't drink the water scooped out of other people's water tanks.

The shop owner of the wonton stall was an old man, with a tied turban tangling all his hair indiscriminately. It looked a little strange to cover his head, but he was clean, at least he didn't have to worry about the other party's hair falling into the bowl.

In the ancient world, men and women all had long hair, the difference being the length and quality.

The hair of most poor people is not well-groomed, it is not black enough, nor is it thick enough, all tied up, a small tug, like a plush ball on a hat, is really not very good-looking, and more finely shattered. The hair is greasy and sticks to the scalp, making it look more dirty.

If the skin is darker, it will be more dirty.

"You monk, you are so particular."

The shopkeeper muttered, and an empty bowl was delivered to him, and the thick black knuckles disappeared in a flash. Ji Mo looked up, and he had already turned around to stir in the cauldron, waiting for the next customer's wontons.

Guangji ignored his broken words, and after thanking him, he used a spoon to share wontons with Ji Mo. The wontons in a large bowl floated up and down, and the green stuffing inside bulged out through the thin and yellowish skin, embellishing it. The fragrant leaves are finely chopped, and it looks tempting to fill the bowl, but in fact, there are not many of them.

Ji Mo sat on the side, watching Guangji get stuck after one point, and looking again, it's over, odd number!

Regarding the small entanglement in numbers, Guangji can be regarded as very approachable. He likes even numbers, even if he memorizes scriptures twice, he will feel comfortable. Love to prepare double servings.

Before he was ready to accept Ji Mo as a disciple, he had left a backup for himself in this way, but after having Ji Mo, it was just convenient for him to prepare another copy for Ji Mo.

At the beginning, Ji Mo was quite moved that this master always misses himself, but later he found out that his little problem is not untouched, but he felt that Guangji, a master, was a little more smokey, detached and detached without some personal hobbies ah!

Before Ji Mo could think about it, the chopsticks cut the single wonton in half. One half remained in the spoon, and the other half with the chopsticks was given to Ji Mo, "Try it, how about it?"

Guangji asked very naturally, and made his actions logical. Ji Mo, who had already observed his little problem, didn't point it out. In the mouth, because it is a wild vegetable, it seems that there is always a smell of earth that cannot be removed, but the taste is not bad, fresh and delicious.

"Not bad, delicious."

Ji Mo said so.

The store owner who had just served a bowl of wontons to the side heard it and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment, little master. Although my stall is small, I have been selling it for two generations. It is really delicious. I have eaten it all. Say yes!"

The two bowls of wontons have been evenly divided, but one bowl of soup is divided into two bowls, which seems to be less. I don’t know if it’s because of the store’s compassion, or because he has a good impression of the monk. He picked up a vegetarian wonton and sent it to Ji Mo's bowl, along with half a spoonful of soup, "The soup is enough, just drink it."

This is actually quietly throwing away a wonton.

Ji Mo thanked him with a smile on his face, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that Guangji, who hadn't started eating, frowned slightly as the wonton and half a spoonful of soup entered. This time, it's not average. !

Not greedy for that wonton, but——

Guangji, who had always thought that his minor flaws were well covered up, was in a bit of a dilemma. Now he couldn't just pass the bowl of wontons that had been placed in front of Ji Mo. So, alas, it's difficult...

Just as he was about to lose sight and worry, he changed the two bowls. After Ji Mo quickly changed the two bowls, he also put the spoon in Guangji's hand, along with half a wonton on the spoon, into his own mouth , vaguely said, "Master eats this bowl, this bowl has a lot of soup."

"……Um."

Guangji nodded, took the spoon again, and added some soup from that bowl to Ji Mo's bowl. Seeing that the two bowls were almost done, he said, "You should drink more too, you have to hurry."

Ji Mo's eyes curved, he responded, and started to eat.

"The Great Monk, this disciple is really filial!"

Seeing this scene, the store owner was quite relieved, since older people like to watch filial piety.

"Ah."

Guangji nodded, he didn't feel old yet, when he said "filial piety", he seemed really old, but there was no need to be serious.

After finally finishing a bowl of wontons, they had to go to a nearby mountain temple. If they could arrive on the mountain before dark, they would be able to place the order smoothly. After that, at least for a period of time, they would not have to worry about eating and drinking.

Ancient times were no different than modern times. There were many ferocious beasts such as wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains. Even if someone passed the road, it would not be very safe at night, so more preparations should be made before going up the mountain.

Guangji himself has a short stick, like the legendary dog-beating stick, which is specially used to drive away some wild animals in the mountains, and occasionally used for self-defense.

"Shouldn't you lecture on the scriptures when you encounter wild animals?"

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, or cut meat and feed it to eagles, Buddhists should follow such a routine.

"If you have a good heart, you can let go and become a Buddha... Buddhas have great supernatural powers, so you can cut meat and feed them to eagles... I can't do it, so I just drive them away. If it doesn't work, Amitabha can only send them to rebirth as soon as possible."

When Guangji explained this, he didn’t feel that Ji Mo was looking for faults. At the end of the peaceful speech, there seemed to be a bit of compassion on his face. Besides, those who can be reincarnated as wild animals must have never accumulated virtue in their previous lives. In this life, I atone for my sin with the body of a wild animal.

He had no choice but to kill them, and it was their honor to help them get rid of it early. This truth is really...

Ji Mo asked about the prohibition of killing in Buddhism, "Isn't this a violation of the precept?"

After I finished asking, I slapped my forehead with regret, "Mistake, mistake, Master didn't hear anything just now, I didn't say anything, I really lost my mind!"

The five precepts of Buddhism are no killing, no stealing, no sexual misconduct, no lying, and no drinking.It corresponds to the five items of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust in traditional culture, among which "not killing" corresponds to "benevolence", and the scope of this "life" refers to sentient beings.

Sentient beings, that is, beings with souls, can also be understood as beings with thoughts and feelings. In this way, plants are definitely not included, and it is difficult to say whether animals are included or not.

You say it has thoughts and knows plans, you say it has feelings and knows hatred, so it should be counted as sentient beings, that is, in the category that cannot be killed.

However, if these animals are disrespectful to the monk, then the previous scope will be completely overturned. If they have thoughts and feelings, how can they offend the monk?

Isn't this slapping Buddha in the face?

Therefore, it is ruthless, don't blame the monk for killing.