Chapter 69: The Monk Eats Meat

found that Wukong was actually in the Xingguo Zen Temple, Zhang Taiji was only slightly stunned and understood, since Wukong was there, then his monk master must also be there, the master and apprentice stayed at Zhang's house on Xiangyangpo until the weather turned cold and the epidemic weakened and left, and they did not say goodbye to Zhang Taiji directly when they left, Zhang Taiji was busy with the affairs of Aishan Ranch at that time, and he didn't care. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I didn't expect to meet here today, Wukong actually abducted his Xiaobai, and blamed himself for not taking care of Xiaobai enough, so that Xiaobai disappeared, and he didn't even know it!

Wukong only showed a slight look of joy when he saw Zhang Taiji, and then returned to his previous fierce face. Zhang Taiji didn't care, played with Xiaobai for a while, and asked Wukong, "Is your master also in the temple?" ”

Wukong rarely didn't bark his teeth at him, but nodded in affirmation.

"Take me to him, won't you?"

It is also a happy event to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country. Zhang Taiji and the three of them followed Wukong around and came to a courtyard.

As soon as I entered the door, I actually saw that the young monk just now was practicing boxing in the courtyard, and he was fighting with one move and one style. Under a big tree in the courtyard, Wukong's master is meditating with his eyes closed.

Seeing someone come in, the young monk took the move and looked at the courtyard gate, first saw Wukong come in, the monk greeted him respectfully, and then saw Zhang Taiji and the three of them come in later, the expression on his face changed, his eyes were contemptuous, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He asked angrily, "Yo! The three of them actually came to the door! ”

After speaking, he looked at Shen Tu Gai with provocative eyes, Shen Tu Gai was angry and had a hot temper, and took two steps forward to confront the monk with wide eyes.

Zhang Taiji didn't stop the two, his eyes fell on the old monk under the tree, a few people came to the courtyard so much, the old monk was completely unconscious, as if he was asleep and had to sit there motionless.

Looking at the old monk again, his face was full of red light and his posture was upright, but Zhang Taiji obviously felt that the old monk at this time was like a Buddha statue carved in wood and clay, and he was lifeless!

Wukong came to the master, ahhhh

Zhang Taiji was just about to make a move, when he heard a voice come out.

"You're here?"

The voice did come from the old monk, but the old monk's mouth did not move.

When several people heard the voice, they all focused their eyes on the monk, and Wukong and the young monk looked overjoyed, and shouted around, "Master! Master! ”

Miao Xiang and Shen Tu Gai looked at the monk and then at Zhang Taiji in disbelief, they obviously didn't understand where the voice came from.

Zhang Taiji smiled slightly and asked, "Does the old monk know that I am coming?" ”

"Everything has its own fixed number,"

The voice seems to come out of thin air, ethereal and resentful, which makes people feel furious when they hear it!

Zhang Taiji didn't show any abnormality: "How do you feel that the old monk is not dying soon?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the young monk immediately glared at Zhang Taiji angrily.

"Who knows when you die. Where does the fun come from? For example, a lamp in the wind. I don't know when to die. ”

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as a bright lamp, and his body exuded vitality.

Seeing the master wake up, the two apprentices were overjoyed, Wukong jumped up and down with joy, and the young monk shouted: "Master, you woke up, scared the apprentice to death, this time the master didn't wake up for four days!" ”

As he spoke, he touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, and then ran to the backyard, shouting as he ran: "I'll go and prepare a meal for the master." ”

I don't know what method the old monk practiced this for, when he exercised, he was as if he was dead, and he didn't eat or drink for four days when he sat down!

The old monk slowly stood up, stood for a moment, and said, "Good sleep!" Good sleep! If it weren't for the prodigy's visit, the monk I might have slept for a few more days. ”

"The kid is ignorant and disturbs the master's practice." Zhang Taiji said respectfully.

"It doesn't matter, everything is determined." The old monk was very generous.

"When I look at the master's exercises, it seems that he forcibly stops the circulation of vitality in the body, could it be that the master wants to change his life against the sky?" Zhang Taiji said openly.

This remark is to poke the old monk's heart, even if the city government is deep, he can't help but be slightly stunned. Then he smiled and said: "Ants are still greedy for life, let alone people?" ”

Then he said half praise, half sarcastically: "The old monk knew that his life was not long in coming, and he took the risk of dying quickly to delay his longevity for a while. ”

Miao Xiang and Shen Tu Gai heard the two of them talking, and they didn't know why at all, but they also knew intuitively that both of them were immortals! Wukong didn't know if he didn't understand or what, and his expression was the same.

Zhang Taiji was misunderstood by the old monk because of the profundity of Taoism and did not explain, but just tested the words of the old monk's exercises, and was very unhappy to be avoided by the old monk lightly.

Zhang Taiji guessed that the old monk practiced the kind of exercises similar to the turtle breath technique. Like Cining Shitai's cultivation of Bigu, there are many legends about these exercises on the Internet in his previous life, Zhang Taiji is very curious about this, and there are such cultivators around him, so he naturally wants to explore them.

The two tried each other to no avail, and they all shut up and said no more, the old monk walked to the house and sat down, and Zhang Taiji and the three of them also followed up in the house.

As soon as he sat down for a moment, the young monk brought the meal into the house with a few young monks.

In an instant, there are cups and plates on the table, and the aroma of wine and delicacies is fragrant. However, Zhang Taiji was puzzled when he saw these dishes, because these dishes were actually chicken, duck, fish and other meat dishes, which were completely no different from secular wine banquets. At first, Zhang Taiji thought that it was prepared for his own people, and the monk had another meal.

Who knew that after the old monk beckoned everyone to sit down, he would definitely be hungry after meditating for a few days, and he didn't wait for the wine and food to be served, he grabbed a chicken leg from the plate and gnawed it! In a few breaths, I gnawed a fat chicken leg and ate it with a mouth full of oil.

Wukong did the same, and although the young monk ate a little bit of Sven, he also ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine.

Miao Xiang and Shen Tu Gai accompanied Zhang Taiji for a day of sightseeing, they were also hungry, and they also picked up chopsticks to eat, they didn't seem to be surprised by the monk's eating meat, and did not show any attention, only Zhang Taiji was in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Taiji sitting there without moving his chopsticks, the monk politely asked, "Why doesn't the little donor eat it?" Could it be that the food is not appetizing? ”

Zhang Taiji felt like eating with a group of left-handers, and he became an alternative with his right hand. After pondering his words, he asked, "Is every meal in the temple like this?" ”

The monk took a sip of wine and replied, "Although there are many great industries in the temple, not every meal can eat meat. ”

It may be that Zhang Taiji's question is not clear, and the monk did not answer the question, but the meaning of the monk's words clearly states that monks often eat meat.

The old monk ate quickly, and after a while, the whole chicken was eaten by him, took a sip of wine from the wine glass, and took over the conversation.

"The prodigy asked, why do we drink wine and eat meat?"

Zhang Taiji nodded indifferently.

"We are all martial arts practitioners, how can we have the strength to practice martial arts without eating meat?"

"But you're monks! Monks...."

Before Zhang Taiji finished speaking, the young monk said angrily: "What's wrong with the monk? The precepts of Buddhism stipulate that monks cannot eat meat, and why are they so ignorant when they see the young benefactor becoming old? ”

Being snatched by him like this, Zhang Taiji couldn't help blinking in confusion and muttering: "Could it be that I was wrong, but I clearly remember that the monk can't open meat!?"

Miao Xiang saw that his sect leader was deflated, and reminded in a low voice: "In the Buddhist scriptures, the word "meat" is not pronounced hun, but it should be read as xun, which refers to garlic, green onions, green onions, orchid onions, Xingqu and other vegetables with a smoky smell. ”

Zhang Taiji listened to the embarrassed smile, and hurriedly changed to the child's innocent and naughty expression to hide his ignorance.

The old monk smiled contemptuously and said: "The old monk I have traveled all over the world, begging for food, naturally the donor will eat whatever he gives, do you have to divide the meat and vegetarian food?" ”

Zhang Taiji suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "There is always the article 'abstain from killing' in the Buddhist scriptures and precepts, right?" ”

The young monk said, "It's really lonely and unheard, what we eat is the 'three pure meats', that is, one of whom I can't see to kill, the second is not to hear about those who kill for me, and the third is not suspected of killing for me." ”

Then he snorted, "You have to study more when you're young, in vain I thought you were some kind of worldly master." ”

Despised by others, Zhang Taiji felt slightly red for the first time in his life, but fortunately, his psychological quality was excellent, and his face was thicker than the corner of the city wall.

He took out the kid's set of sprinkling and rolling and playing Laipi, and shouted: "Since you are a monk who drinks wine and eats meat, maybe you can marry a daughter-in-law, how different is it from a worldly person." ”

The young monk said with a smile: "Nowadays, there are not a few monks who marry wives and have children, and the imperial court and government do not prohibit it. ”

The old monk seemed to feel that the apprentice had spoken a little too much, and scolded: "Wu Neng, Hugh is talking nonsense." ”

Then he said: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, and cultivating the Buddha is the cultivation of the mind, as long as the heart is dedicated to the Buddha, why bother with this." ”

Zhang Taiji nodded to indicate that he was taught, but he was still not satisfied with Wu Neng's words, so he pretended to be a child, and said unconvinced: "The master's cultivation is profound, but I see that your apprentice has not received your true inheritance!" ”

Wu Neng was reluctant when he heard it, and said bluntly: "It's not my father's persecution, do you think I'm willing to be this broken monk?!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Taiji couldn't help but ask curiously: "It turns out that you didn't voluntarily become a monk?" Don't all monks see through the red dust? ”

The old monk thought that the more his apprentice talked, the more he didn't like it, and said: "If you enter my Buddha's door, you will have a relationship with my Buddha." Wu Neng, don't say more..."