Monk is a general term for those who believe in Taoism and practice Taoism in ancient times.

"Taixiao Lang Book of Books" says: "Pedestrian avenue, called Taoist." ”

One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, knowing the destiny of heaven.

A cultivator cultivates a Dao heart.

My name is Yang Yong, and I was born on December 23, 1950 in a small village in Jiangsu. For as long as I can remember, conditions at home have been very difficult. Every day, my father would get up very early, go to the yard to water the vegetables, and then go to the back mountain to plow the land.

I have to say that my father was a very lazy man, and my grandfather named him Yang Yu, the name of a scholar. My father didn't read a lot of books, but his grades were not satisfactory, and my grandfather used the strength of the whole family and a lot of connections to let my father go to Southern Normal University in the provincial capital.

Why is my father lazy? He never spent a few minutes in class in college, and there were countless excuses to skip class. And I like to flirt with female classmates when I have nothing to do, and I get together in groups to chat. In the words of the time, it was a corrupt person.

But my father is not afraid, because my grandfather was a big landlord in that era, and he was rich in two words! Although it is nothing in the provincial capital, it is a "dominant" existence in the countryside.

My grandfather's name is Yang Dingshan, and he is a very shrewd businessman, and he is willing to buy people's hearts with his money. He has a very good friend named Wang Tian, who is a feng shui gentleman. When the wind of land reform had not yet blown, my grandfather began to ask Wang Tian to help him divinate a hexagram, which had the charm of "one hexagram determines the country".

Later, my grandfather began to sell his property and scatter the family wealth. But he is also selfish, he wants to hide a little for future generations. After all, there is no one who does not think about future generations, and my father is still a loser.

But Wang Tian said no, and there will be blessings if you scatter all your wealth. My grandfather listened, believed, and did. Later, when the wind of land reform blew to our village, those who had been helped by my grandfather unanimously elected my grandfather as the leader of the production team.

But my father panicked, why? The captain of this production team was also the leader of the village at that time, but he had no money and was poor. The living expenses that my grandfather sent him were quickly "ruined" by him, and my father had no choice but to live a poor life again.

Those little "horse boys" who were originally following my father also fell from the tree and the macaques scattered and ran away! My father has no money and can't play, so he has no choice but to stay quietly at school.

My father was already very handsome, and he "changed his ways". The teacher was also willing to teach him, and his father became famous in the school.

Later, a transfer student came to the class, and it was called a good-looking one. Willow eyebrows and red phoenix eyes, that is a symbol of beauty. My father started to "think crookedly", and every day the love letters were passed on non-stop, creating all kinds of small surprises. Where had that girl ever seen such a "big scene", and soon the two fell in love. That's right, that woman is my mother, Zhao Jinhua.

After understanding, my mother did not have a family, and my father did not want to continue studying, so my father and mother dropped out of school together and took my mother back to their hometown.

When my grandfather saw my father coming back, he was about to beat him up, because all the hope in the family was in him, but when he saw that my father had brought back a girl, it was clear at a glance that he was married.

As mentioned above, my father was very lazy, and it can be said that when I was born, he was very poor. My grandfather also had a serious illness and was in bed all day. My father took over the responsibilities and I dropped out of junior high school.

When I was in school, I also had a very difficult time, inheriting my dad's "fine tradition" and wasting money. Sometimes the living expenses are just spent on me, and I have to say that I have a good tablemate named Zhao Suyu. He is really the son of an official eunuch, and he is generous. For a while, I relied on his support to get through.

But later Zhao Suyu returned to the provincial capital and heard that his father asked him to go back to serve as a soldier. When he left, he lost an address to me, which was the address of the provincial security office, so that I could go to the provincial capital to find him in the future.

After that, the whole class watched a military vehicle pick him up. At that time, the people who had cars were either big landowners in provincial cities or people from the army, which was called an envy.

A few days later, I also went home with a large bag, and I had no money so I had to drop out of school. My mother wiped away tears when she saw me come back, and my father also smoked and didn't speak. Although my father was very lazy, he was very fond of me.

When I went home for a few days, I had nothing to do, and my father wouldn't let me plow the land with him. I just slept in bed all the time, and I was like the "living dead".

One day, when I was having lunch at noon, my father suddenly said to me, "Do you want to be a Taoist priest?" "Daoist? I was a little confused, because in my image the Taoist priests were not all those who chattered with gods, although my grandfather's best friend Wang Tian was also a Taoist priest, but I still didn't believe it.

The mother's reaction was clearly palpable, and of course it was not allowed. He went up and pushed his father, who looked at his mother and ignored her. Instead, he turned his head and continued to ask me, "Would you like to be a Taoist priest?" With a bang, the mother dropped the bowl and scolded: "Three generations of a family have been Taoist priests? I just hope my son is safe. With that, he turned around and went back to his room.

Three generations of a family have been Taoist priests? What do you mean? My grandfather worked as a landlord and as the captain of the production team. My father only read and then came home. How can it be called a family that has been a Taoist priest for three generations.

The father seemed to be stunned, and his eyes radiated a fiery gaze. My father walked to my grandfather's room and beckoned me to come over.

When I was a child, I had a fear of my grandfather, because after he was seriously ill and bedridden, he hid in his room and did not come out, and the activity time was changed to the evening. Especially at night, I don't dare to go out of my room at all. Once I bumped into my grandfather when I went to the toilet in the middle of the night, and looking at that gloomy face, I was directly scared to faint, and I still fell asleep in my mother's arms.

Grandpa's room smelled of mold, mixed with a hint of blood, and there were many times when I felt like Grandpa had become a vampire.

The father walked to his grandfather's bed and said softly, "Father, I want Xiao Yong to learn the Tao." ”

Grandpa ignored his father, who was lying there sleeping.

"I feel the time has come, father." Father said again.

Grandpa reacted this time, slowly opened his eyes, I felt a trace of fear, I didn't dare to look directly into my grandfather's eyes. Grandpa sat up with one hand and touched my head with the other, looking at me kindly.

At this moment, my fate was decided by two men.

Grandpa got up and took a paper umbrella and took me and my father to the back mountain. On the way, my grandfather opened the paper umbrella, and my grandfather and father walked so fast that I had to run to catch up.

As the saying goes, the mountain is not high, and the immortal is famous. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

"I heard that there was once an immortal who settled here, but no one knows which immortal it is, only our family knows."

Grandpa said as he walked and he took us down a trail. It can't be said to be a trail, just the traces left by weeds after being trampled. After walking for less than ten minutes, I vaguely saw a Taoist temple in front of me.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, Emperor Ziwei and Haotian God competed for the position of Emperor of Heaven, from the human world to the demon world, and to the fairy world. Hou Haotian God had Fu Xi's help, and Emperor Ziwei was seriously injured and fled to the world with secret law.

After he was wounded and came to earth, he was rescued by my ancestors and settled here.

In order to thank my ancestors, Emperor Ziwei accepted the ancestors as Taoist children, and left a copy of the remnants of feng shui.

Grandpa said while asking me to kneel three times and knock on nine pillars of incense in front of the statue of Emperor Ziwei, which is considered to be the entrance. Nine is extremely numerous, not respecting the immortals, gods, ghosts, Buddhas and demons in the sky, only respecting the Emperor Ziwei. This is the way of my family.

When I got home, I was still very blind, and my family had been poor peasants for generations. Why are you still a Taoist priest?

My grandfather was very happy that day, and I actually went out with a paper umbrella during the day, and my father also went to the market to buy some meat to make up for me by humming a little song, but my mother looked sad, as if something big had happened in the family.

At noon, my father took two sips of wine and said to me, "Xiao Yong! Remember that those who are cultivators must follow their hearts and not be bound by worldly rules and regulations."

When the mother heard the word "Cultivator", she was stunned and cried, "Isn't it good to let Xiao Yong go quietly?" Why did he learn this, why did it happen! ”

Grandpa suddenly put down his chopsticks and returned to the room without saying a word.

After my father whispered a word in my mother's ear, he also went back to my room with my father, leaving me alone with a puzzled expression.

That night I had a dream in which a soldier came riding a dragon, said to me, "This is fate" and left.

All the miraculous things happened the day I started monasticism.