Yue Gongzi had short hair and a shawl, and with the fragrance of the quilt on his body, like a ceramic pink person, he rested from the backyard and ran to the front hall.

"Please stop, don't hurt them anymore" Yue Gongzi was anxious, and saw that his fellow sect was beating the person in front of him with a wooden stick the thickness of his calf, and the flesh and blood in front of him were blurred.

Yue Gongzi saw that the person who came was an ordinary crazy monk, and at this time on the monk's back was the novice who was the same age as himself at the door at a fixed time every day, but the little novice couldn't open his eyes for half a minute at this time, and he could hear Yue Gongzi's voice, but his eyelids trembled slightly, and two lines of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

When the monks and nuns guarding the door saw Yuegongzi coming, they frowned and reprimanded, "Yue'er is no longer sleeping in the room at this time, what do you do when you run out, you can learn to be unclothed at a young age, how will you see the Buddha in the future!" ”

"Amitabha, the son of the moon is out" The crazy monk who was being beaten still has a trace of madness now, his face is full of peaceful Buddha light, and his eyes are flashing, like the ancient Buddha descending.

"Stop, let them in!" Yue Gongzi trotted under the stick, and reached out to take the stick that was the turn of the mad monk.

The monks and nuns guarding the door saw that Yue Gongzi was going to take the stick, and he couldn't stop it, and the stick rubbed down on Yue Gongzi's forehead, and when he heard Yue Gongzi's shout, he knew that something was wrong, and this stick went down, and he would inevitably go to the Pure Buddha Hall to kneel and worship for a few nights.

Yue Gongzi's face was full of resentment, his upper lip bit his lower lip, and he was no longer distressed, his eyes stared directly at the monks and nuns who let go of the stick and threw it aside, at a loss; For a long time, he didn't say a word, and he didn't pay attention to the trickle of blood gushing up his head.

"Yue'er, how can this be!" Seeing that the situation was not good from a distance, the owner of the Mochizuki Nunnery, who walked closely, was distressed and his liver was shattered.

looked at the wooden stick rolling down on the ground, looked at the moon boy who was bleeding on his hand and didn't cry or make trouble, looked at the crazy monk with a bloody arm, and looked at the little monk who was sleeping on the back of the crazy monk; The anger on his face is like a tree that sprouts in spring, and it grows suddenly!

The owner of the nunnery glanced at the monks and nuns who were panicking on the side, and said sharply, "You, you should know how to do it, the key to the pure Buddha hall is on the bolt of the main hall, go yourself."

"Yes, master; It's just that they ......" The monks and nuns didn't dare to breathe, they still had resentment in their hearts, and their eyes secretly aimed at the mad monk.

"It's just what, you hurt people first, and the monk in front of you is also abiding by the rules, and he is still stepping into the door! But there is still resentment? You've broken the vows," the master of the nunnery reprimanded in a cold voice.

"Yes, Xiao Ni will go to the Pure Buddha Hall" The monks and nuns no longer defended, recited the Buddha's name to everyone in front of them, and turned to retreat.

The owner of the nunnery had a soft complexion, his eyes were blurred into a slit, only black eyes were exposed, and he looked at his Yuegongzi with concern that his forehead was still bleeding, and the blood dripped down his cheeks to his chin, but the little nun in front of him was stubborn, and he didn't release a drop of tears, and the owner of the nunnery looked distressed, "Yue'er, you are so injured, why don't you go back to the house and bandage it quickly"

"Yes, master; But they" Yue'er looked back, full of reassurance, and the embankment full of tears could no longer stop the tears, gushing down.

Seeing that the prince of the nunnery was stubborn, he was reluctant to leave, and his eyes wandered on the back of the mad monk in tatters, so he had to say, "Amitabha, please also invite your guests to rest in the nunnery, so that you can bandage your wounds"

"Thank you, Amitabha!" The mad monk returned the salute. Bow down and chatter,

Yue Gongzi just turned around and left, but his eyes were still reluctant, and he had love at a young age.

"Please also ask Yue Gongzi to finish bandaging his wounds, sing the Dharma for my disciple for the last hour, and save my disciple's life" The crazy monk said righteously, no longer shy away at all;

Another explanation said, "The poor monk knows what kind of illness his beloved disciple is, and he only needs to spend a few hours on the moon; Just save my life, thank you! Amitabha! ”

As soon as Yue Gongzi turned around, his eyes were happy and helpless, so he had to ask for advice while talking. "It's just an hour, even if it's a day, a month, a year, I'm happy! Wait a minute, I'll come, master; Please also help me find some scriptures, I will only memorize some children's stories now, I can't memorize the scriptures" At the end, Yue Gongzi blushed and lowered his head.

"It's okay, then you don't need scriptures, just stories" The mad monk didn't say anything, but bowed down again to thank him.

After seeing that the young man of Yue left, the owner of the nunnery closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, and endured the sin of the skinny monk in front of him.

"The owner of the nunnery, there are many offenses today, enter the nunnery at night, and ask the Buddha to open his eyes, and the little monk resolutely abides by the precepts" The crazy monk bowed to the main gate of the nunnery before stepping in.

"Dare to ask what the master is called!" When the owner of the nunnery saw that this monk was sticked, not only did his face not change, but his heart became more and more compassionate; It made the owner of the nunnery a little interested.

Crazy monks rarely have a serious book, "How dare the little monk have any wonderful name, just a monk who prescribes wisdom; Usually drink wine and eat meat, which displeases the Buddha, and throws it out of the Buddha's land."

"Drinking wine and eating meat can still be pious to the Dharma? Why don't you learn from ordinary monks to eat fasting and recite Buddha? The owner of the nunnery was horrified, he had never seen a monk or nun who could still maintain the golden body of Buddhism by eating meat and drinking wine every day, the Buddha nature was pure, and the Buddha heart was pious; This monk is really strange.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart;" The mad monk followed the owner of the nunnery into the Buddha hall, found a soft collapse and put the little monk down, turned to the mad monk and said, "Welcome you into the nunnery today, only you know what I know, no one else knows, otherwise here in Foshan, there is no place for you to live, Buddhism is boundless, that is, the Buddha of Cihang crosses you today"

The mad monk wrapped his arm with white gauze, turned to the Buddha of Cihang, and said with a pious and compassionate face, "Amitabha, I have thanked the Buddha for my wisdom, and my Buddha is merciful!! ”

Since it was night, the owner of the nunnery closed the door, and when he saw that there was no one outside the hermitage, he was relieved. Naturally, I didn't know that the nun who was in the Pure Buddha Hall at this time was full of resentment and wrote a letter and passed it on.

"Since you punished me to enter the Pure Buddha Hall, then don't blame me for welcoming the Buddha into the nunnery; Other Nunnery Joy Buddha has tasted, contaminated with some Buddha nature, this is the only Mochizuki Nunnery, the Buddha has not yet come in, but also can make the Joy Buddha like to be happy, so that the owner of the nunnery is extremely happy!"

About a moment later, Yue Gongzi entered the Buddha hall from the back hall, looked at the little monk lying on the soft collapse, and squeezed out some tears in his heartbreak, Yue Gongzi looked at the Buddha of Cihang, and his face was full of piety, "The Buddha can bless the little monk to be safe and safe!" ”

"Master, I'm here;" Yue Gongzi walked calmly, and he could no longer see the joy on his face.

"Please also ask the moon boy to rescue," the mad monk bowed and saluted.

"You're welcome, he's my master, my bodhisattva; I'll save you, it's just that Yue Gongzi tugged at the hem of his clothes, a little shy.

Seeing this, the crazy monk didn't know what Yue Gongzi thought, "It's just what, I don't know what is the inconvenience of Yue Gongzi?" ”

"There are many people in front of the hall, and I can't tell my story," Yue Gongzi finished speaking, burying his face deeper, "I also asked the master to go out with the master; ”

"Amitabha" Nunnery Master and Crazy Monk, look at me, I look at you, the two of them were confused, and they had to go out and close the door of the main hall with their hands.

In the hall, the moon boy turned sideways to the delicate face of the pink carving, and the mosquito-like voice of the lips was placed in the ear, which could only be heard by the speaker and the listener: "In the Buddha hall, my voice is very small, and I am worried that I will disturb the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas; Then I'll be closer to you, I'll whisper, you listen slowly, my story is very long......"

The crazy monk looked at the closed door, and was about to reach out and take off the wine gourd, but after thinking about it, he had to give up, and said some crazy words: "Crazy monk, I don't eat vegetarian, I only drink wine and eat meat, Buddha, you are reluctant to share half of my bitter fruit to taste, the love fruit is in front of you, why do you have to embarrass this pair of handsome women and young men who have tasted the fruit for several lifetimes?" ”

"Dare to ask the Buddha, precept wisdom to go to the Buddha to plant the Buddha's heart, but can the Buddha let these two people go?"

The mad monk asked the Buddha in his heart, but he didn't answer, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "The Buddha is talking about Buddhism, so naturally he is not a horse."