Zen?

How can this person speak Zen?

Born to sit or not, dead to sit or not?

A stinky bone, what is a homework?

People who don't understand can't even understand it, but those who really understand it will know that the Zen saying of Lu Tao is full of mysteries as soon as they hear it, and it is so subtle that ordinary Buddhist masters don't have the ability to say it casually!

The meaning of Zhang Ye's Zen proverb is: A stinky bone is an appearance that will decay, if you are attached to the Dharma of sitting meditation but do not understand Zen, it will be manifested as "born to sit but not to lie down, and death to lie down but not to sit", then think in this way, these four four and six Chinese and foreign false combinations, who is establishing merit? Who is obtaining the Dharma? Or to put it simply, Zhang Ye is telling them: Are you learning to sit in meditation or learning to sit in Buddha? If you are sitting in meditation, Zen cannot sit out, if you are sitting in Buddha, and the Buddha has no fixed demeanor, can you sit well? Seeking Buddhahood through zazen is a road that will not work!

In the Buddhist family, what verses and Zen words are all called like this, not poetry, but in Zhang Ye's opinion, this is no different from poetry!

"You ......," a young monk said in disbelief.

Not only him, but even the abbot couldn't accept that such an unfathomable Zen saying actually came out of the mouth of a "martial artist" who beat his four disciples!

The abbot looked at Zhang Ye's eyes and said, "The donor understands Zen?"

Many people in the crew didn't understand Zhang Ye's words, but when they saw the stunned faces of these monks, they knew how powerful Zhang Ye was saying.

Yao Jiancai smiled.

The assistant director laughed.

Many people from the rest of the crew also laughed.

They know that when it comes to acting, Zhang Ye is a pure layman, not as good as ordinary newcomers, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted so many shots and never even shot a few actions, but when it comes to composing poetry and literature, this teacher Zhang Ye is an expert among experts, and the people of their whole crew are not as good as Zhang Ye's fingers when stacked together, or rather, this is his old job! Everyone laughs because these monks have encountered hard stubble! Some people are alive, he is dead, some people are dead, he is still alive- Some of them know that Zhang Ye is a person through this poem, and in just one sentence, Zhang Ye's literary skills can be seen!

Zhang Ye smiled, "I can't say I understand." ”

"You don't have to be modest, just that sentence just now, the monks who have sat in Zen for a few years or even decades may not be able to say it, hehe, it's rare to meet, so let's talk about Zen?"

Xiao Yan snickered, comparing his literary attainments with Teacher Zhang? You are hitting the muzzle of the gun, and immediately cheered Zhang Ye on: "Teacher Zhang, compare with him!"

"Yes!"

"Let them see and see!"

"Ha Luha, now there are still people who dare to compare literature with Zhang Ye?"

"Uh, this is Zen, right?

"Isn't Zen also literature, it's all about the same. ”

Everyone shouted and shouted, pleading Zhang Ye to fight with the monk Wendou, most people are very confident in Zhang Ye, only a few people don't know the details of Zhang Ye, and they are not very optimistic.

An old monk sneered, "Discuss Zen with the abbot?"

Another monk said, "The six roots are not pure, what kind of Zen are you talking about?"

"A layman dares to discuss Zen with our abbot? A little monk scoffed, well, although he was also shocked by Zhang Ye's Zen words just now.

These monks don't watch TV, and they don't know the details of Zhang Ye.

It can be seen that the people on both sides can't swallow this breath, they can't fight, and they can't fight, but they always score a high score, this breath is out!

Zhang Ye said indifferently: "Okay, then you please." ”

Taking the time, Zhang Ye made a few movements on his hand, bought a memory search capsule from the mall in the game ring, ate it, and quickly recalled the Zen words in his world. These literal things are recalled relatively quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ye has already done it. People fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, the accumulation of these two days, the prestige has rubbed up a little, it is more than enough to buy a memory capsule, not for anything else, just for pretending!

He saw that as early as the beginning, there was a female dramatist who was holding a mobile phone to record the video!

Let's take a look at other people's cleverness, Zhang Ye just wants to give her a thumbs up, it's so eye-catching!

What are the conditions for the highest level of pretending? First, you need a miserable and inhumane opponent, second, you need a bunch of babbling onlookers, and third, you need a recording device so that Zhang Ye's coquettish can spread to the maximum extent, and you can't enjoy it alone!

All three of these points are satisfied!

The abbot said softly: "The donor's words are useless, which means that zazen is useless, this Lao Qu does not agree, Lao Ge does not want to rely on zazen to seek Buddha, sitting is a means, is a way to cultivate the mind, you are a person who practices martial arts, and you should know the importance of Taoist means for martial arts, I am dedicated to the Buddha, you are to the martial arts, it is a truth, just like you hit my disciples with a big bully, isn't it a means?"

At this moment, Director Jiang, the top leader of the crew, heard this, and the anger he had just suppressed rose again, and he was so angry that he snorted!

"Mess around!"

"Teacher Zhang bullies the small?"

"Still beating your disciples?"

"Your disciple will do it first, why don't you say it!"

"This old bald donkey has been beaten back!"

The crew all shouted, very dissatisfied with the abbot's words.

Zhang Ye smiled, looked at him and said, "Did I hurt your disciple?"

"Who are you if it's not you?" replied, as if he was about to return to Zen to circumvent Zhang Ye, and in this regard, the abbot was from a "professional class".

Zhang Ye didn't give him a chance, and immediately brought a Buddhist scripture story from his world, and pointed to a flag in the corner of the temple, the flag moved with the wind, "The wind blows the flag and flutters, do you say the wind is moving or is the flag moving?"

A little monk was the fastest, "Of course the wind is moving!"

Zhang Ye shook his head slightly.

An old monk said, "Is the flag moving?"

Zhang Ye continued to shake his head.

A monk said, "Then what's moving?

Zhang Ye raised his eyes and said, "It's your hearts that are moving!"

This Buddhist story is still quite a few people who know the Tao in Zhang Ye's world. This does not mean that things change in nature, but when we treat things, we always judge the good or bad of things subjectively at first. Zhang Ye used this Zen theory to tell these people, I bullied the small with the big, I beat you, this is just your own subjective opinion!

Director Jiang clapped his hands, "Well said!"

The actress Xiao Yan laughed and said, "Teacher Zhang is amazing!"

The people on the crew's side are all in high spirits and clapped their hands to cheer Zhang Ye up!

The monk's face is not very good-looking, and when the man said this Zen theory, it seems that they are a little petty on their side, like a small belly and chicken intestines.

The abbot remained silent and said quietly: "The Buddha said that if evil words hurt people and fall into hell after death, wouldn't it be even worse for those who beat people? ”

As a superstitious person, Zhang Ye didn't want to think: "I believe it." ”

The abbot said, "Where is Heaven, and where is Hell?"

Zhang Ye glanced at him, "In your hearts, it is also in all directions." ”

"Oh, in my heart, what can't I see?" said the abbot calmly.

Zhang Ye smiled and scolded directly: "You old bald donkey!"

An old monk was immediately furious, and several young monks also picked up sticks to fight Zhang Ye desperately.

Zhang Ye pointed at them unhurriedly, "Look, the gates of hell are open. ”

When several monks heard this, they suddenly realized that they had put down the sticks in their hands.

Zhang Ye laughed again, "Look, the gate of heaven is also open. ”

The monks looked at each other, it turned out that heaven and hell meant this in their hearts!

The abbot asked, "What is Heaven and Hell?"

Zhang Ye casually said another sentence of his world, "One flower and one world, one grass and one heaven, one tree and one floating life, one leaf and one come, one sand and one bliss, one side and one pure land, one smile and one dust, one thought and one quiet." ”

About ten monks were stunned when they heard this.

Yao Jiancai clapped his legs and applauded, "Coquettish!

"Teacher Zhang is mighty! Hahaha! It's so beautiful!" everyone in the crew applauded.

The abbot also lost his mind slightly, "Since the donor believes in heaven and knows hell, why do you want to do something murderous and hurtful?"

Xiao Yan said angrily: "Is there anything else?"

Yao Jiancai said: "Zen doctrine is just Xiao Zhang's stubbornness, isn't it?"

"Who did the murder and hurt someone? Did you kill first! Damn!" an actor scolded.

The abbot didn't pay attention to others, just looked at Zhang Ye, "It doesn't matter about cause and effect, if you believe in hell, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Zhang Ye was not surrounded by him, and did not accept his hidden murderous Zen at all, but smiled and said arrogantly: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" - this sentence can be said to be the most famous Buddhist Zen saying in Zhang Ye's world, and there may not even be one!

The assistant director immediately shouted: "Good!"

The other crew members were also hooked, "Okay, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

But in fact, this may not be just the literal meaning they understand, they actually didn't understand it at all, but the host understood, and one of the monks also understood an old monk, and for a while, both of them showed a moved face, and their eyes when they looked at Zhang Ye also changed!

If I don't go to hell, who will?

This is not a general word at all, but a Zen saying of great compassion - falling into the path of hell, seeking to get out of the indefinite period, suffering greatly, and the life that falls into it is better to die, at this time, who will I not help them to liberate?

The abbot clasped his hands together, "Amitabha." ”

An old monk in the back also clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”

The little monks were still not convinced, they did not believe that the Dharma of their abbot was nothing more than a worldly person!

At this time, it was Zhang Ye's turn to ask, he pointed to a stone tablet in the courtyard, with a line of words engraved on it, a line of words that he was very interested in and very familiar with, "I saw it when I came, may I ask who made this verse?"

The abbot looked at it, "I did it a few days ago." ”

The carving on it is still very new, and it looks like it is newly carved.

The abbot himself recited: "The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always wipe diligently, do not stir up dust—this is my way of seeking Buddha." ”

The crew also watched it, and they were all amazed for a while, thinking that this poem was really good. The body is like a Bodhi tree that made the predecessors awaken, and the heart is like a spotless and bright mirror, constantly looking at oneself and not letting the dirt obscure the nature of the light! Wipe it diligently at all times, and don't let it cause dust."

Someone in the crew nodded slightly.

The abbot also looked at Zhang Ye, wanting to see his reaction.

Who knew that Zhang Ye didn't take it too seriously and smiled, what a coincidence, this sentence actually appeared in this world, but the difference is that there was no second half of Zhang Ye's words in the world.

The abbot said, "Why is the donor laughing?"

A little monk said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"Yes, you have the ability to write one!" said the other monk dissatisfied.

Zhang Ye laughed and said: "You didn't let us go up the mountain, beat our people, and smashed our equipment, just because of this sentence?"

The abbot looked at him, "Does the donor think the old man's words are inappropriate?"

"It's not just inappropriate. Zhang Ye said unceremoniously: "It's just a mistake!"

"What are you talking about!" a little monk angrily picked up the stick, but when he remembered that Zhang Ye had just mentioned the theory of heaven and hell in Zen, he hated to put the long stick down - of course, in fact, it was more because he knew that even if he carried the stick himself, he would definitely not be able to beat the man.

"What do you mean by misleading people's children?" said an old monk.

Another little monk said angrily: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

The crew didn't know why Zhang Ye looked down on this sentence so much, in the eyes of these people, these four verses are very well written, there is no problem?

Zhang Ye said: "I have a story here, you listen to it first, once upon a time, there were two eminent monks debating, and the first eminent monk said: 'I have a mirror in my heart, and I keep wiping it every day to make it bright and shining, enough to see me.'" But the second monk said, 'I don't have a mirror in my heart, so why wipe it?'

Don't have a mirror?

What is the use of wiping?

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, some people seemed to understand, and some people seemed to understand it soon!

Then Zhang Ye said: "I'll send you another sentence today." After that, Zhang Ye looked at those monks and looked at each of them, "Being a Bodhi tree, your heart is like a mirror platform, always wiping diligently, don't let you stir up dust?" Zhang Ye's eyes narrowed, and he refuted the abbot's words one by one, and each sentence hit the hearts of those monks, and when he said a sentence, the monks' faces changed once!

"Bodhi has no tree!"

"Neither is Spiegel!"

"There was nothing in the first place!"

Many monks are silent!

Zhang Ye smiled and asked the monks, "Where is the dust?"