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Li Chengqian, who was kneeling devoutly, turned his head to look at it, and Wu Yuanshuang looked at his boss with admiration.

It's so amazing that even the princess dares to tease.

Xiangcheng, who was molested, was naturally embarrassed to stay any longer, his bright big eyes glared at Wu Yuanqing, blushed and ran away.

The little monk originally just thought that Princess Xiangcheng was good-looking, and he didn't think much about it, but he was so teased by Wu Yuanqing that it seemed like he really moved his heart, and his face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't know how to respond, tears filled his eyes in an instant, and then he ran away crying.

"You, you, don't look at this place, just open your mouth and talk nonsense. How can the little monk offend you," Li Chengqian couldn't cry or laugh.

"No, I'm not bored and joking," Wu Yuanqing said.

"You're happy, Sister Xiangcheng must hate you to death in her heart. And the little monk also ran away crying, if his division commander saw it, you see that people don't come to you for trouble" Li Chengqian didn't know what to say.

Li Chengqian's words came true a few minutes later.

Yuan Hui led a group of monks to find a venue.

Originally, Yuan Hui was angry about the ten sesame oil money given by Wu Yuanqing in the morning, and now he said viciously that the little monk moved his heart and made him cry, which made Yuan Hui even more angry.

As soon as he entered the door, Prince Yuan Huichong folded his hands and recited the sentence Amitabha, and Li Chengqian returned the salute.

Then Yuan Hui couldn't wait to shoot at Wu Yuanqing, first said Amitabha Buddha and then asked: "Master Wu, what are you dissatisfied with this temple?"

"Dissatisfied? Where do you start with this," Wu Yuanqing pretended to be confused.

"There is no dissatisfaction, why did the donor repeatedly be rude in front of the Buddha, and just now he said evil words to make Wu Neng cry," Yuan Hui said loudly.

Wu Neng? I'll go, this name is really worthy of the young master's limerick poem I just gave.

Looking at the delicate little monk who was still rubbing his eyes and crying, Wu Yuanqing couldn't connect him with the second senior brother who liked to go back to Gao Laozhuang, it was not a painting style at all.

Seeing Wu Yuanqing smiling without shame, Yuan Hui was even more angry: "Donor, this is the pure land of Buddhism, since you have no respect for my Buddha, then the old man has to ask you to leave immediately."

Oops, get things done!

"You're driving me away" As soon as he heard this, Wu Yuanqing's face changed, and he said coldly.

"The donor has to understand it like this," Yuan Hui folded his hands and was expressionless.

"Because of a joke?" Wu Yuanqing suddenly laughed, laughing inexplicably.

"It's not just a joke, it's already disrespectful for the donor to yawn in front of the Buddha in the morning," Yuan Hui turned up the old accounts in the morning.

"Oh, so that's the case" Wu Yuanqing looked clear, and then his voice suddenly changed and mocked: "But I see, the master has a grudge because of the ten sesame oil money!" ”

"You"

"What are you" Without waiting for Yuan Hui to speak, Wu Yuanqing continued: "Isn't what I said right, since I gave Shiwen sesame oil money yesterday, you have picked your nose and eyes at me, and you don't like it anywhere." Do you say that you are a monk who is so greedy for money, don't you want as much as I give, and I specially give the Buddha's sesame oil money and not for you, what qualifications do you have to pick and choose. You keep calling yourself a poor monk, but you have a fat head, big ears, and a fat head, and you tell me how poor you are. Look at the golden Buddha statues in your temple, all of them are shining, how much gold powder and copper are used for casting, and what is the lack of copper in the imperial court, but you are better to take so much copper to cast these Buddha statues that are not used by birds. If you don't do anything to produce, you will know how to meditate and recite sutras, and you can tell me what contribution you have made to this society. The fart did not contribute, but still occupied a large amount of farmland and temple property, did not pay any taxes, and specially accepted the land and property of ordinary people to be attached so that they were exempt from paying taxes. If you want to say that it is an obligation to help, I will not say anything, but it turns out that the reason why you accept the affiliation is only because they will hand over to you a part of the grain that is less than the tax paid by the imperial court. You relied on the privileges given by the court to dig the corners of the court, and you pretended to be compassionate. You're not a poor monk, you're the world's biggest moth."

Wu Yuanqing scolded heartily, from the previous life to this life, and finally scolded the words that had been hidden for a long time and had not had a chance to say in front of a group of monks.

In his previous life, before he went to elementary school, every time he went to the temple to incense, he was very pious, and he felt that the Buddha Guanyin was very mysterious, and he was a god who could bless himself.

When he was in the third grade of primary school, the Guanyin Hall in the village, which had been dilapidated for many years, was to be rebuilt, and the whole village was called to donate money, and Wu Yuanqing also donated five cents of sorbet money.

When the materials were bought and they began to build, the teacher organized them to move bricks and sand from the bottom of the mountain to the Guanyin Hall on the hillside, and no one from the first grade to the fifth grade could take them off.

Okay, just move it, and when you build it, you can go in and play.

As a result, I couldn't wait for the Guanyin Hall to be built, and when a group of their friends wanted to go inside to take a look, a big brass lock blocked the way.

Locked!

It's so locked!

It's also a married girl who was secretly said to be mentally ill by the people in the village, and a so-called layman who claimed to be able to cultivate Buddha and pass through ghosts and gods was locked up.

Why?

Wu Yuanqing didn't understand it at that time, the money we donated, we moved bricks, why did we build it up, and we had to get the consent of a person from another village to go in.

Your family has taken the money in the merit box, you have put away the offerings and eaten them, and after you have finished making some repairs, you still want us to donate money, why?

Later, when he got older and knew more, the resentment in Wu Yuanqing's heart did not reduce, but became heavier.

Finally broke out in the face of a group of monks today.

Li Chengqian was stupid, he didn't expect Wu Yuanqing to scold the monk so badly, and his words were so poisonous, he patted Wu Yuanshuang, who was also stupid, and sighed: "Your brother is really good."

A group of monks were even more angry, scolding one after another, and the grumpy ones had to roll up their sleeves and do it.

"The four major monks are empty, and the donor's various groundless accusations are really ridiculous" was scolded by Wu Yuanqing, Yuan Hui forced himself to calm down, he knew that he couldn't open his mouth and scold like Wu Yuanqing, Wu Yuanqing could not care about the image himself, the prince was still watching from the side, so he put on a look of seeing through everything and not being moved by foreign affairs.

"The four are empty? The slogan is good, but have you done it? There may be monks who can do it, but it definitely doesn't include you. They all said that the family should quit the three poisons of greed and hatred, I don't know if you have quit this idiot, but I found that you not only quit but also very serious. Greed just said it, just say it's angry, as soon as you enter the door, you questioned me, and just now you wanted to drive me away, where did you get such a big temper, is this considered a crime of anger." Wu Yuanqing asked with a sneer.

Yuan Hui said calmly: "The poor monk has been practicing Buddhism for decades, asking himself about the Buddha's clear heart, and he always introspects himself to prevent it from being contaminated with dust. Where do you start with the above words of the benefactor".

Seeing that Yuan Hui didn't answer the stubble and didn't want Bilian's boasting, Wu Yuanqing had to be convinced by this monk's cheekiness.

However, Yuan Hui's boasting reminded Wu Yuanqing of the two famous verses about the Sixth Ancestor Huineng and the high monk Shenxiu that circulated in later generations.

Yuan Hui's boast is far worse than the proverb of the eminent monk Shenxiu, "The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust" is far worse, but the core meaning is very similar.

You might as well use Huineng's words to deal with it, thinking about Wu Yuanqing sneering and opening: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." Monk, you're in love."

Before Wu Yuanqing's words fell, Yuan Hui couldn't pretend to be able to continue, and his expression was already moved, and he couldn't believe it.

"Amitabha, the donor understands Zen?" Yuan Hui couldn't help but ask.

"I don't understand, it's just nonsense," Wu Yuanqing said.

"Since you don't understand, why can the donor say such thought-provoking verses," Yuan Hui asked.

Wu Yuanqing naturally wouldn't tell him that this was said by a senior monk decades later, and of course he wouldn't modestly say that he heard it from others, if so, how could he shock Yuan Hui.

Pretending to be forced must be thorough, and you can't show cowardice halfway, otherwise you will be fucked if you can't pretend to be forced, and it will be a big mess.

"This is the verse, it's so simple, just now Fu Zhi's mind appeared in his mind and said it casually" Wu Yuanqing looked like it wasn't a big deal.

"Such a subtle verse comes casually, it seems that the donor really understands Buddhism and Zen theory, and the old man doesn't want to learn a thing or two from the donor" Yuan Hui was unwilling to lose face, and he was cheeky to discuss Zen with Wu Yuanqing when he didn't understand Zen.

After it was over, he didn't wait for Wu Yuanqing to agree and asked directly: "How can a drop of water not dry up?" “

"Put it in the rivers, lakes and seas," Wu Yuanqing blurted out without thinking about it.

Wu Yuanqing replied beautifully, Yuan Hui saw that he didn't stump him, and continued to make moves: "What's the difference between heaven and hell?" “

Wu Yuanqing replied: "The difference lies in your heart, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell."

"In my heart, why don't I know?" asked Yuan Hui.

Wu Yuanqing smiled and opened his mouth: "Hello" A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on Yuan Hui's face.

"You—" Yuan Hui was furious, and the other monks also shouted.

Wu Yuanqing said sarcastically: "Look, this is hell."

When the monks heard this, they clasped their hands together: "I have been taught."

Wu Yuanqing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Look, this is heaven."

Hearing this, the monks truly understood what Wu Yuanqing meant when he said that he thought of heaven and hell.

"The Buddha said that if you hurt people and fall into hell after death, the donor also said, "If you think of heaven and hell, then just now the donor said evil words and slandered us and other monks, aren't you afraid of falling into the infernal hell and never being able to be reborn?" Yuan Hui's voice was flat, but what he said was very vicious, clearly cursing Wu Yuanqing to hell.

Wu Yuanqing laughed: "Monk, I don't believe that there are immortals and Buddhas in this world, and I don't believe in the so-called karmic reincarnation of your Buddhism." Heaven and hell exist only in the heart. Even if there really is hell, then, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."

"Good, domineering"