There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Wang smelled it clearly, and immediately screamed badly.

Yinian froze for a moment when he heard this, and turned back to look at Wang Yi: "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Yi's face turned pale: "There is a smell of blood in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, shouldn't it be Master Faming..."

As soon as he said this, he was shocked: "What, master! ”

He hurriedly handed the medicine to Wang Yi to hold, and Wang Yi, who was about to knock open the door, paused for a moment, not understanding what he was going to do.

"Take it first!"

It can be seen that Yinian is really anxious, and he has lost his temper a little.

Wang Yi was taken aback and hurriedly took the medicine.

Then he saw a jaw drop.

With a loud shout, he kicked through the wooden door with the latch.

There was a cracking sound, and Wang Yi had a confused expression the whole time, cow, bull, bull Ah little monk.

Yinian kicked the door open, and quickly rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, shouting loudly Master.

Wang Yi also hurried in.

The two of them entered the Scripture Pavilion and began to shout loudly.

After shouting only three or five sentences, a sigh came from the depths of the Scripture Pavilion: "One thought, the teacher is here." ”

Yi Nian heard Fa Ming's voice and hurriedly ran after the voice.

Wang Yi also went up to check because he was worried about Fa Ming's situation, and when the two of them arrived, they saw that the old monk Fa Ming was sitting on the futon, with his eyes closed, holding a string of Buddha thoughts in his hand, and knocking on the wooden fish with the other hand, and a Heart Sutra in front of him, which was reverently reciting.

Seeing that the old monk was fine, Yinian and Wang Yi both breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing beside the old monk stiffly, he cried with a thought: "Master, you scared me to death." ”

Fa Ming slowly opened his eyes: "One thought, you still have the same impulse, don't you remember what Master said to you?" ”

The old monk said a word, and he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and admitted his mistake.

Wang Yi was a little embarrassed: "What kind of master, Yinian Little Master also cares about you, and it's also my fault, if I hadn't said that I smelled blood just now, Yinian Little Master wouldn't have been so impulsive." ”

Fa Ming waved his hand and motioned to Wang Yi not to say much: "The monks are already paying attention to peace of mind, and they are even more protective of anger. ”

Yi Nian looked ashamed: "Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong." ”

"If only you could know what was wrong, go ahead and fix the door."

Yi Nian knelt down and replied yes sincerely, but he hung it next to Wang Yi, looking at the two masters and apprentices speechlessly.

After Yi Nian left, Wang Yi stood in place awkwardly, and only remembered the decoction in his hand for a long time, and hurriedly handed it to the old monk: "Then what master, this medicine is still warm." ”

Fa Ming looked up at the medicine in Wang's hand and couldn't help but shake his head.

Seeing this, Wang Yi was still puzzled and asked the old monk what was wrong.

The old monk said that it was okay, took the medicine and drank it, and after putting down the bowl, the old monk sighed and muttered something.

Because the old monk's voice was too low, Wang Yi didn't hear what it was, vaguely, just when he heard the sentence.

The old monk's words made Wang Yi very puzzled, and his heart said that such a high-ranking monk was also afraid of medicinal bitterness?

While Wang Yi was thinking there, Yi Nian spoke: "Donor, may I ask what is the matter with your visit this time?" ”

In a word, Wang Yi came back to his senses, and squatted next to the old monk with a busy voice, and when he opened his mouth to directly say about greed and lust, he hesitated.

After all, the old monk is so old, if the old monk is angry again, then it will be a big problem.

No, Wang Yi worked hard to sort out the wording, but in the end he blurted out a question that didn't seem very relevant: "Master, can I ask you, what is cultivation?" ”

When this sentence came out, the old monk was also stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Cultivation is to cultivate the mind." Donor, didn't I tell you this? ”

Wang Yi asked tentatively, "Then Master, what is mind cultivation?" ”

"It's up to you to understand this, what do you think is mind cultivation?" The monk kicked this topic to Wang Yi, which made Wang Yi confused, and said that if I knew it, I wouldn't have to go around the bend with you like this.

The monk smiled: "Actually, cultivating the mind is only a matter of a moment, in Buddhist words, it is as simple as being good." ”

"What about the precepts? How do you say this? Wang Yi saw the opportunity and asked directly.

The old monk didn't think about it: "The precepts are just a means to assist in the process of cultivating the mind, some people, you just don't use these precepts, he can also be good, and some people, just use them, how should they be." Not everyone can cultivate the Dao heart to control the hearts of the people. ”

As soon as the old monk said these professional terms, Wang Yi was stunned: "Daoxin, isn't that Taoist?" ”

The old monk chuckled: "Buddhism and Taoism are all different paths, and in the end, aren't they all cultivating the mind?" ”

Wang Yi seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand, and in the end, he shook his head: "It's a little profound." ”

"The donor can understand the Tao heart as kindness, justice, and love. The so-called human heart is the essential desires of all emotions and six senses. I have been a family member for generations, and the goal of my cultivation is to control people's hearts with the Dao mind. ”

"It's like Freud's three concepts of id, self, and superego?"

The old monk was puzzled: "What is the self and the superego?" ”

Wang Yi sighed: "This self is the human heart you said by the master, and both represent the most basic desires of people themselves. In the case of the ego, it is further overcome, but sometimes there is still a desire to express itself. The superego is the kind that completely eliminates desires. ”

The old monk pondered: "This point of view is quite interesting. It's pretty much the same as in practice. Donor, what are you talking about, is this Buddha also Buddha? ”

Wang Yi rubbed his nose and was slightly embarrassed: "What kind of master, this is a Westerner, who plays psychology, and he is not a monk." ”

The old monk bluntly said that it was a pity.

Wang Yi: "···"

After a pause, after a moment of coldness, the old monk raised his head: "Although the donor you said that this Buddha is playing psychology, his point of view is very interesting." For example, the self, everyone in the process of being born and growing up, will face all kinds of desire erosion from all directions, there are very few such people, but it can't be said that there is none, because this is what everyone has to experience. In the words of the ego, there is a certain amount of restraint, and most laymen are at this stage all their lives, as for the superego, hehe, the poor monk does not dare to think about it..."

Wang Yi didn't expect that his simple words would lead to so many words from the old monk, and he was speechless and excited at the same time: "Then the master, you should be a superego, right?" ”

The old monk shook his hand: "No, no, no, the poor monk has not yet had such a high realm, the superego, the Taoist heart, the meaning of the same name has changed, the poor monk has been a monk for decades, and what he pursues is the Taoist heart, that is, the superego you just said." But after all, this is a realm that a poor monk can't reach in this life. ”

Wang Yi was stunned: "Master, can't you either?" ”

The old monk nodded: "In the temple, there is only one thought, which can be called touching this realm." ”

"Huh??? What about the next host? ”

The old monk shook his head: "The heart is too heavy and the demons are too heavy, no." ”

"What about your other apprentices?"

The old monk laughed: "I am too happy, I am too angry, I am too sad, I am too afraid, I am too afraid, I am not in a stable mood, and I am happy to be obedient and disgusted." Smell is easy to get lost, greed is greedy for appetite, lazy is not diligent, obsessive obsession with gains and losses. There is only one thought, and the cultivation is the highest, but unfortunately, even if it is one thought, the cultivation is a little unsatisfactory, just like just now, when this child is still impulsive. ”

The old monk told all the shortcomings of his apprentice, so that Wang Yi had to pick a thumb up.

"Actually, master, Yinian was so impulsive just now because he cared about you."

The old monk nodded: "So this is where the poor monk's cultivation is insufficient." ”

Wang Yi: "??? What do you mean? ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and said: "I know that a thought is broken, and the practice is in front of me, but I feel sorry for this child and is reluctant to punish him severely for the sake of the poor monk, isn't this not enough for the poor monk's practice?" ”

Wang Yixin said, "You monks are really troublesome."

Standing there, Wang Yi fell silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the end, it was the old monk who took the initiative to ask Wang Yi: "Donor, you must have something to do when you come today." It doesn't hurt to be straight. ”