Chapter 120: The End of Fate

Seeing his apprentice's expression of wanting to cry, Master Wuwei sighed, but he didn't see any disappointment.

"Jingyuan, the teacher once said that if your heart is not in the Buddha's gate, why don't you go back to the mortal world. When the master rescued you, he could only place you in the Buddhist gate, and he never thought that he would want you to stay in the monastery for the rest of his life, and everything depends on your creation. Master Wuwei said gently.

"The apprentice is not vulgar, the apprentice should stay with the master......" Jingyuan said anxiously.

"Saving you is destined fate, but you and I have a limited master-apprentice relationship, and you don't have to stick to the grace of saving your life. There is a Buddha in the heart, and there is a Buddha everywhere. There is no Buddha in the heart, and he does evil all the time. After Master Wuwei finished speaking, he recited the scriptures again.

Jingyuan knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Wuwei, and his thin body trembled slightly, obviously unable to give up this master-apprentice relationship.

This scene is moving, sentimental but also reasonable.

Fate is really unpredictable.

"Master, the apprentice is wrong, the apprentice will never want to eat meat in the future, the apprentice concentrates on chanting Buddha, the master will forgive the apprentice this time." After Jingyuan raised his head, he didn't come as everyone expected.

Master Wuwei chuckled, as if he had expected such a reaction from Jingyuan.

"That's it, I saved you that day as a teacher, but I only taught you Zen for many years. Today, I will give you another admonition, so that you can gain a foothold in the red dust in the future and never forget this Buddha relationship. Master Wuwei sighed.

Everyone thought that Master Wuwei was going to tell some big truth, but they didn't want Master Wuwei to walk to the desk, pick up an empty bowl, and hold a spoonful of broken jumping over the wall.

In front of everyone, Master Wuwei tasted the deliciousness.

Everyone obviously couldn't believe that the scene in front of them was true, Master Wuwei was very famous in Yunzhou Mansion, and he was a monk with cultivation.

However, the monk actually eats meat, is this still a real monk?

The old man reacted differently from the crowd, and hurriedly walked in front of the Buddha jumping over the wall regardless of the image, and ate a bowl of it, as if he was afraid that he would be eaten up by Master Wuwei.

And Master Wuwei was not disturbed, eating food slowly, as if he was the only one in the world and the food.

Song Yao covered her mouth and smiled, looking towards the audience.

Master Wuwei's master and apprentice have already appeared, so he should also sit in the audience, right?

Sure enough, there was an extra masked man next to Song Yuanbao, who else could there be if it wasn't Helian Sheng?

Seeing Song Yao looking over, Helian Sheng gently raised his hand to signal.

Even though they are far away, their eyes are full of tenderness.

The old man ate for two nights in a row, and if it weren't for his back to everyone, his appearance would definitely be exposed.

After Master Wuwei ate one bowl, he served two more bowls, but they were given to the two apprentices separately.

"Jingchen, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. If you can still keep your heart in the future and are willing to stay in the Buddha, then you have a relationship with the Buddha, otherwise the master will not be forced to stay. Master Wuwei put a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall into the hand of Jingchen who was standing, and said meaningfully.

Coming to Jingyuan again, Master Wuwei bent down slightly and handed him the bowl.

"Jingyuan, after eating this bowl of dishes, you will not be a disciple of Buddhism in the future. As a teacher, I only have one sentence to explain to you, return to the world, don't forget to distinguish between good and evil, cause and effect will eventually circulate, I hope you will do it yourself. ”

"Master!" Jingchen's eyes were full of tears, and he knew that he was bound to return to the vulgar, so he nodded and stopped saying what he left.

Master Wuwei meditated cross-legged on the spot, silently reciting scriptures, and became a unique one.

"This master of Wuwei is definitely a clear stream in the monk world!" After Song Yao retracted her gaze, she sighed.

"Everyone praises the monk, but behind his back he drinks wine and eats meat, and when he was young, he had an emotional dispute, where is such a monk Qingliu, Madame is saying the opposite, right?" Qinghai Nunu said.

"Superficial!" Glancing at Qinghai, Song Yao said softly: "The monks are dedicated to cultivating Buddhism, although they are helping the people of the world, they are doing good deeds with the kindness of others. And what a monk can do is nothing more than enlighten some confused people, or reassure the living. But in fact, they are all doing this for a purpose, in order to achieve positive results, how can this not be a violation of greed? ”

The corners of Qinghai's mouth twitched, and she asked, "As Madame said, aren't the monks all greedy people?" Why do the people of the world worship and revere it? ”

"People in the world worship and revere the gods and Buddhas who cannot be seen or touched, but they are attached to the world, so they can only use the excuse of believing in Buddha to wash away their sins. As everyone knows, even if you copy the scriptures 10,000 times, you can't offset your sinful heart. Song Yao sneered.

For example, the person who hired Hong Qi to kill her, even if he changed his life for good, he couldn't erase the killing thoughts he had in the past.

If it weren't for the protection of the people left by Helian Sheng, she Song Yao would have a handful of loess today.

"What Madame said, the subordinates understand a little, but the subordinates don't understand, what does this have to do with the fact that Master Wuwei is a clear stream? Is it because he is different from other monks? Qinghai asked, scratching his head.

Red Sleeves chuckled on the side: "Madame means that Master Wuwei can do whatever he wants. Whether it is doing good deeds or breaking vows, we never deliberately do it for some reason. It is precisely because of this that Master Wuwei is a true monk. How many people can do such a realm? ”

The more Qinghai listened, the more confused he became, and he stopped asking.

Suddenly remembering the line of Jigong Living Buddha, Song Yao read softly: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." If the world learns from me, it will be like entering the devil's way. ”

Master Wuwei opened his eyes and looked at Song Yao, with a bit of approval in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm more nostalgic for Hongchen than that little apprentice of yours, the master still doesn't want to persuade me to get married, I still love these three thousand troubles very much, and it's even more meatless!" Song Yao hurriedly expressed his position.

Master Wuwei smiled faintly, and forced his eyes to continue chanting.

Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't like to chat with monks, she was too tired.

Remembering that she was still in the competition, Song Yao turned around to see the results, but she was speechless.

I saw the old man sitting on the judges' table, one person occupying the vegetable pot, and he was fighting hard with the food.

The other judges, each holding an empty bowl, looked at the traces in the bowl, and estimated that it was good to only get one or two mouthfuls of food.

Seeing Song Yao looking over, Yun Zhongxiao said helplessly: "Song Niangzi's Buddha jumping over the wall can be said to be the most outstanding dish over the years. ”

"It is Song Yao's honor to be supported by everyone." Song Yao chuckled and nodded, in a crowded place, it was not suitable to show that he had a good relationship with Yun Zhongxiao.

Slowly walking behind the old man, the suspicious look in Song Yao's eyes gradually became clear.