"This is the bane left by Wisdom, the sorrow of semi-worldliness, it's really tiresome..."Mingzheng sighed, and didn't think about stopping those pilgrims, you stopped the first, there will be a second, a third, a third.

The so-called semi-secularization is just to open a green channel for those who pay, so that those who pay think that they have extraordinary privileges, and can even take pictures at will when the abbot presides over the death, without scruples.

In this regard, Ming Zheng has already thought that if he can really serve as an abbot, he will be completely secular, leaving no seclusion or privilege, but the premise is that he can serve as the abbot.

However, this is just a matter of taking it for granted, he also knows that this system has been deeply rooted in Dalin Temple, and it is difficult to change, just like a tumor, if it is not uprooted, it will corrode Dalin Temple, but once it is removed, Dalin Temple is almost a pill...

Mingzheng could only sigh silently and stop thinking about it...

The monks were chanting Buddhist scriptures, Yijie felt a little bored, and casually found a reason to go to the toilet, and came to a remote corner of Dalin Temple, and found that not only themselves, but also many monks rested here, all of them were young novices and monks, most of whom were from Dalin Temple.

It is also because of the recitation of Buddhist scriptures that an old monk who is not familiar with it, and he is bored without being paid, so he comes here to rest.

There were even two of these monks who secretly took out a cigarette from the big front door, smoked it intoxicated, and Yijie didn't say much when he looked at it, just stretched out his hand, and the other party understood, and handed Yijie a cigarette and a lighter.

Lighting a cigarette, a comfortable moan came out, and a puff of smoke ring spit out.

"It's been a long time since I've smoked... It's really boring not to smoke in the temple, and sometimes you can only drink a little wine. ”

It is said that tobacco and alcohol are the best way to communicate, and after this cigarette, Yijie and these monks are also mostly acquainted.

"Why didn't those bull noses who like to join in the fun come to our Buddhist temple to hang out, obviously those people have to come to our Buddhist temple for a little thing. Yijie raised his eyebrows, looked around, except for the secular people and Buddhist people, the people who did not see the Taoist sect scratched their heads and yawned loudly.

"Master of the First Ring, I heard that the last time you went to participate in this Dao Festival, you were scolded by a young Taoist priest, right? The young monk who gave a cigarette laughed to him.

Yijie's face was embarrassed, not to mention how angry he was, and said bluntly.

"What's the matter, it's just that the girl is pretending to be a ghost, making a magic trick, as soon as the magic trick comes out, the people around here are like seeing the emperor's new clothes, shaking their heads like a dog's leg and saying I understand, I'm going, it's obviously just a magic trick... What's even more annoying is that the abbot of the empty space is also squeezing me with him, I really don't know if it's my Buddhism. ”

Yijie took a puff of cigarette, threw the remaining cigarette butts to the ground, and stepped on them with his feet, and the monk next to him also smiled, handed Yijie a piece of mint candy, and removed the smell of smoke in his mouth.

"I heard that the people from the Daomen will really come this time, but I don't know if the little Taoist priest who scolded you will come. The little monk next to him shrugged, as if he was looking forward to watching the play.

The first precept is a categorical denial.

"Impossible, it is impossible for the bull nose to come, last time he had an unnecessary conflict with the people in the temple, it is estimated that the people in the temple now want him to die, after all, it has caused some impact on those lay members, and it is the support of a few lifetime members missing. ”

"yes, yes... That Taoist priest is so hateful, without those lifetime members, our first oil and water here... Ahem, the allowance is a lot less. The monk of Dalin Temple on the side said viciously: "It's all the fault of the Taoist priest." ”

"My master said that this time Dalin Temple invited the Taoist Association to come to Xuanli. A lay monk with hair next to him said disapprovingly.

Yijie disagreed, and spit out the remaining mints.

"Isn't it normal for Xuanli to come over, this local Dao Sect leader, it's strange if he doesn't come. ”

The young monk took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and found that he seemed to have been out smoking for too long, sprayed a little incense on his body, and after eating a piece of chewing gum, he planned to leave, and said before leaving.

"Anyway, it doesn't seem to matter to us whether he comes or not, don't be idle for too long, the abbot of your temple is notoriously stubborn. ”

"I know, I know, my master's temper must be known by himself. ”

The monks who gathered here to smoke also gradually left, and out of this corner, one by one there was no longer the frivolity and jumpiness just now, replaced by hypocritical sadness and the still restless heart.

Yijie looked at the backs of these monks, shook his head with a smile, and adjusted his expression, hung up a sad expression that was not a superb acting skill, and returned to the monks who recited the Duhua scriptures.

"We're all the same kind of people..."

...

Zen Master Yuanxin glanced at Yijie deeply, Yijie didn't know why, and suddenly turned his eyes with some weakness, and then came to the futon next to Yuanxin with a face as usual, and sat down honestly to recite the scriptures.

As soon as Yijie sat down, the Yuanxin Zen Master next to him said lightly: "Amitabha, Yijie, your heart is not here..."

"Master, don't wronged me, my heart has always belonged to Buddhism, to your temple, how could it not be here. Yijie argued a little nervously.

Yuanxin's face did not fluctuate, and he just continued to look at Yijie and said.

"Poor monk, what I want to say is that your heart is not only not in the scriptures of death, but also in the temple. You don't have much interest in Zen theory?"

Yijie was a little embarrassed in an instant, and his heart was even more empty, but he still pretended to be calm, and even the muscles on his face were controlled very accurately, trying not to be caught by Yuanxin.

Just like what Yuanxin said, one precept, what you ask for is not Buddhism, not Zen, but to get ahead, to get incense temples, to have wives and concubines, and to have children in pairs.

Since this is required, it must be approved by Enshin...

"Where, where, disciple, I just didn't wake up a little, sorry master..."

Yuan Xin stared at the ring for a long time, and finally slowly closed his eyes and said.

"Since your heart is not above this transcendence, go to the gate of the temple and watch to greet those who have not yet arrived. ”