Chapter 51: The Old Monk of Puji Temple

When the old monk walked out of the backyard, I didn't find it, but just stood quietly at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and when I was still in a daze, the old monk had already walked in front of me. I was slightly stunned when I noticed a figure standing behind me, then turned to look at it.

A monk in his sixties stood in front of me and looked at me quietly. He was wearing a shirt that looked a little old, but it was relatively clean.

"The donor can come to the small temple, which really makes the small temple shine!" The old monk folded his hands and smiled at me. I looked at the old monk in surprise, although it is said that the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have not dealt with each other since ancient times, but as a post-90s generation, there is no distinction between these two factions in my mind.

Besides, I'm not a Taoist disciple myself, and the old monks have said so, so if I don't express it, I can't say it. But I'm still a little curious why this old monk said that, as if I was able to come here and give him a lot of face.

So I still clasped my fists and saluted the old monk: "Dare to ask if you recognized the wrong person?" The old monk smiled: "After the destruction of Shakyamuni, he vowed to become a Buddha after enlightening all sentient beings in the six realms, and made a grand wish that hell would not be empty, and he would not become a Buddha. The person chosen by the King of Jizo Bodhisattva, the poor monk, naturally could not admit his mistake. ”

I don't know why I should have been frightened, but after hearing the old monk's words, I didn't have any particularly big psychological fluctuations, but I vaguely felt that this old monk should be a master. And about the fact that I have seen Jizo Bodhisattva, these Buddhist disciples should have some special way to know about it.

After hearing this, I just laughed a little, and then bowed again: "Boy Li Hao, I have seen a high monk." The old monk waved his hand: "The monk doesn't dare to be a monk, it's just a layman." The poor monk's law is empty, can the donor follow the old man to the backyard for a talk? I nodded, put on my thermos cup and followed the old monk to the back.

Passing through the main hall is the backyard of this temple, this backyard should be where the monks in the temple live here, it seems that this temple is really a serious temple. At least the monks inside are all people who practice with this Daokong Master.

I followed the old monk into his room, which was not big, and in front of it were two futons, and in the middle of the two futons there was a small table, on which were placed a teapot and four teacups.

After the old monk entered the door, he took a step sideways, put his fingers together and gestured to the futon in front of him with his right hand: "Donor, please take a seat." I also learned the old monk's movements and said to the old monk: "It's better for the master to ask first, the kid doesn't dare." The old monk smiled, and then sat down slowly without excuses.

I sat down across from the master and told him what I was trying to do. After hearing this, the master folded his hands and recited: "Amitabha, what a sin!" Why is this sinful formation still in the world, sin and sin. However, everything has cause and effect, and I believe that this person cannot escape the cycle of cause and effect. ”

"What the master said is that the person has been punished by the law, but those nine little ghosts have never known how to deal with it, so they came to disturb the master today, and I hope the master can help the next one." The master nodded: "This is the duty of people in Buddhism, so why talk about the word bother." ”

I laughed: "The master is really a bodhisattva. Then he took out the thermos pot he was carrying and gently put it on the table. The master was stunned when he saw the thermos pot, and then laughed: "The donor is so eclectic and really chic!" ”

I looked at the thermos cup on the table and was a little embarrassed, and then smiled: "I hope the master doesn't mind, I really can't find a suitable thing here." The master shook his head: "If you don't mind anything, the donor doesn't have to blame himself." ”

Well, I'm just polite, where did you come from! These Buddhists like to talk so strangely. After handing the cup to the master, I didn't just get up and leave. may also feel that it is not easy to meet a master outside the world, so I want to talk for a while.

"Master, they all say that my Buddha is compassionate and saves all the world, but there is something I don't understand, I don't know if the master can help the kid solve his doubts?" I stood up, bowed to the master, and said slowly.

The master smiled: "It is the grand wish of my generation to transform the world, but how many people can do it like the Jizo Bodhisattva, and the hell is not empty and does not become a Buddha?" The poor monk felt his breath from the donor's body, so the poor monk knew what the donor wanted to ask. It's just that this matter belongs to heaven, and the poor monk doesn't dare to say more, and asks the donor to forgive him. ”

Get! It's better not to ask, it's even more aggrieved after asking, why do these people like this, I know some things, but I just don't want to say it, so it's as if I don't know about it. And who is he the old monk talking about?

I deliberately pretended not to understand and said to the old monk, "Master, who are you talking about?" The old monk smiled and then said slowly: "Whoever the donor wants to ask is who." I was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the old monk with a strange gaze, and the old monk just looked at me with a smile.

In fact, I believe everyone can guess what I want to ask, what I want to ask is about the old man who gave me the criticism of my fate, this old man once said that I will have a choice, so I want to ask this master, what is the choice of my fate.

I need to know that I have been made a little insane by what happened before, and what the old man said has made me a little restless, for fear that this person will not be able to make me something again. So I still want to know something from this old monk, so that I can prepare in advance.

It's just that this old monk doesn't seem to be ready to tell me, and he always says something he doesn't understand. In order to know a little more information, I had no choice but to continue to play stupid. "Master, can you explain it clearly, the kid really doesn't understand!"

There was still a smile on the master's face: "Three thousand years before the Buddha, mortal dust has long been unknown. Since fate is like this, fortune is like this, and his right and wrong are determined by heaven. When the time comes, the donor will naturally know that the poor monk has said all he wants, and he asks the donor not to ask again. ”

After hearing this, I really don't know what to say anymore, this old monk is already clearly not going to say anything to me anymore, according to the temper of these monks, what they don't want to say, even if you put a knife on his neck, he won't say it. I guess at most it's a thing like something, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell or something.

So I didn't bother to ask any more, so let's leave it at that. I stood up straight, bowed to the old monk again, and then said, "Since this is the case, then I won't bother you." He was about to leave the room. The old monk recited Amitabha Buddha to my back and said slowly: "If the donor encounters a problem that cannot be solved, he can come here again to find me, and then the old man will naturally know everything." ”

I glanced at the old monk in surprise and nodded. Then I left the room, and when I left the temple, the incense seller was still selling his incense, and when I left the temple, I didn't have the thermos pot on my body.

Standing at the door of the temple, smelling the smell of incense wafting from inside, I felt a little emotionally for a while, although I don't know what I am carrying, but at least I know that I should be entangled with the metaphysical world in my life. But I still have these three or two bosom friends by my side.

After descending the mountain, I silently found a tavern to drink myself, so I took a taxi and sat down at a casual tavern that looked fairly clean. After ordering two dishes casually, I took out my mobile phone and made a call to Zhang Mu.

After receiving the call, Zhang Mu asked me a little surprised: "What's wrong with you?" Why did you remember to call me? I laughed a little and said, "Please eat!" Opposite the Rural Commercial Bank on Binjiang Road, are you coming? Zhang Mu agreed without any hesitation.

"I'll definitely go if you're treated!" After saying that, I hung up the phone directly, I laughed, and then drank some water, people can live to have one or two friends who are on call to accompany you to drink, what is there not to be satisfied with in this life? Life is short, you don't want more in your life, three or two confidants, a few side dishes and a few bottles of old wine, raise a glass and drink, talk all night, no intrigue, don't care about the disputes in the world, this life is enough!

In less than half an hour, Zhang Mu drove to the door of the hotel, and I sat by the window and looked at Zhang Mu and Tengu, and I couldn't tell the feeling in my heart. Zhang Mu smiled slightly after seeing me through the glass, and then walked into the hotel. He and the tengu sat down in front of me.

"Waiter, add two more dishes to me, and then bring another case of beer." After Zhang Mu sat down, he didn't say anything polite to me. I also laughed and didn't speak. Instead, Tengu ran over to ask for the menu and ordered a lot of food for himself.

The beer was brought up, and I filled the cups of Zhang Mu and Tengu with wine, then looked at the two and said, "Drink with me!" Zhang Mu and Tengu glanced at each other and drank the wine in their glasses directly. During the meal, none of the three of us mentioned anything, just chatted and bragged and drank.

By the end of the drink, we had lost count of how much we had drunk, but I remembered sitting on my chair slumped and watching Tengu and Zhang Mu laugh stupidly. It's great to have two friends in this life!