Chapter 287: Monk
The second-floor tulou is full of dust, the tables and chairs are a little rotten, and the wooden steps upstairs are also crispy, and they squeak when you step on them...... Overwhelmed by the sound, the little monk led us to the second floor, and when we went upstairs, we saw an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe half-lying on the ground, and when he saw us coming, he sat up and smiled lightly.
The old monk is over sixty years old, his face is very wrinkled, his hands and feet are rough, the monk's robe on his body is even more tattered, there is not even a string of decent prayer beads, only a string of wooden and old prayer beads, these are two monks who are extremely embarrassed, but the eyes of the two are very bright and clear, especially the old monk, the eyes are bright and almost catch up with Li Yiling.
I have seen a lot of monks, it is the first time I have seen such a poor person, now it is a market economy, there are many people who pray to God and worship Buddha, the monks are very popular, not to mention that each is stronger than white-collar workers, at least food and clothing are worry-free, especially a temple like the Great Seven Treasure Temple, then it is even more rich and flowing oil, how can these two monks be poor like this, and still stay in this ghost place?
Seeing the old monk sitting up, the little monk hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "Master, why are you up?" โ
"Someone comes, how can I pretend to sleep for the teacher." The old monk said lightly, nodded slightly to a few of us, the old monk's face was vicissitudes, but he had a compassionate appearance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, at first glance, he was not a layman, I stepped forward to the old monk with his hands together, and asked: "Master, a few of us had a car accident, passing by here, the wind and rain are heavy, borrow your place to rest for the night." โ
The old monk also folded his hands to me and said: "Poor monk Huihai, this is my apprentice Fak, my master and apprentice are also temporarily staying here, and several donors are at will." โ
Hearing the little monk's name, I froze, how did a cute little monk come up with a foreign name? Secretly read it a few times, Fak, Fak...... If you add a yo, won't it become a fake? It must be a lot of unobtrusive masters to give the apprentice such an unobtrusive legal name?
I really couldn't hold back, and said, "Master apprentice, this Dharma name is really ...... There is connotation! โ
The old monk smiled slightly: "The sea of law is boundless, the joy is over, the sorrow is over, and the troubles are ......."
Zhang Xin couldn't hold back either, and said: "Then your apprentice's sorrow will become a law to overcome worry, this law name is too individual, the master is not afraid that you will cause others to misunderstand and be beaten if you call your apprentice?!" โ
Zhang Xin's broken mouth, just know it, do you have to say it? I dragged Zhang Xin, hurriedly diverted the topic, and said to Huihai: "Master, how long have you been here?" Have you ever seen two men, two women, and four young people? โ
Hui Hai said: "My apprentice and I have traveled all over the world, and we have been in this place for seven days, and we have not seen anyone, only a few donors. โ
After we chatted, Yan Ping and Maoshan girls were tired of finding a dry place to sit down, even wolf bรจi, Zhang Xin also put down the camera to look for water to drink, the old monk said to the little monk: "Fake, give our dry firewood to a few donors, warm up, and then cook some herbs to ward off the cold, so as not to give birth to patients." โ
The little monk responded, took out some dry firewood from the side of the house, lit it beside us, and set up a small iron pot on top of the dry firewood, from the big gourd to some water, and put some green grass blades, boiled up, with the firelight, we felt a lot warmer on our bodies, thanks to Master Huihai and the little monk, a few of us were not far away to bake the fire.
In the firelight, I looked at the house, this is a room of about thirty or forty square meters, in front of it is a wooden window, only the door frame is left, there is no window paper, no glass, looking out from the window, you can see that the whole village is shrouded in a rainy night, the tulou has experienced so many years of wind and rain vicissitudes, it is still very strong, not damp, very dry.
The rain was endless, several of us were very tired, we didn't have the heart to speak, one by one stunned, after almost half an hour, the water on the small iron stove boiled, and the unique aroma of herbs came out, I reached out to take the iron stove, but Zhang Xin grabbed me and said: "Mr. Lang, you are so relieved that the two monks?" This is Xiangxi, so you're not afraid of others being tricked? โ
I glanced at him and said, "Have you ever seen the iron pot used by the Gu people so dirty?" "Don't blame me for saying this, the iron pot has a thick layer of dirt, and there are still a few grains of rice in it, and the next Gu must be clean, Zhang Xin didn't understand, and asked curiously: "The lower Gu has a hairy relationship with whether it is clean or not?" โ
I didn't bother to explain to him, and said, "People are cultivators at first glance, so it's okay to be so suspicious of others?" โ
Zhang Xin rolled his eyes, I took down the iron kettle, blew the hot air on it, drank it gently, I don't know what kind of herb it is, drink it into the stomach warmly, the spirit is also lifted, Zhang Xin licked his tongue, still didn't dare to drink, I modestly let the two girls drink, but the two girls saw the dirt inside the iron kettle, they both shook their heads, then the cheap buddy is alone, is drinking happily, Zhang Xin snatched it: "Mr. Lang, can we not be so selfish?" โ
Ya is to see that I drank for a long time and was not poisoned, so I had the courage to drink, drank a few sips, the sky is getting darker and darker, the heavy rain is gradually lightening, the old monk lay down to sleep again, but the little monk looked at us very curious, want to get close and a little timid, I think it is necessary to communicate with the little monk, stretch out his hand to let him approach.
The little monk hesitated, looked at the master, or came over, stared at me with big eyes and asked me, "Why did the donor call me here?" โ
Sure enough, what kind of apprentice does the master teach, both of them are sour and sour, and the buddy didn't say that kind words to him, and asked with a smile: "Fa...... Little master, which temple do you and your master belong to? Where did you come from? โ
The little monk tilted his head, thought for a while and said: "I don't have a temple with the master, since I can remember, I have followed the master to wander around, the master said that I picked it up by him, I have never been to the city with the master, I heard many people say that the city is full of high-rise buildings, but I have never seen it, a few donors are from the city?" โ
While talking to us, the little monk looked at the chocolate in the hand of the Maoshan girl and swallowed saliva, and I asked, "You have never been to the city, and you still recognize the things in her hand?" โ
"That's chocolate, and when I was doing something with my master, someone gave me a piece of it." The little monk was about to fall, so I snatched the chocolate from the Maoshan girl's hand and handed it to the little monk: "Tell your brother, why don't you and your master go to the city?" What are you doing wandering around with your master? โ
The little monk swallowed his saliva, but shook his head slightly, didn't take the piece of chocolate, and said to me: "The master said, the city is like a demon domain, day and night are reversed, yin and yang are not distinguished, there are too many temptations, and it is not conducive to cultivation. โ
"Who do you help?" I asked again.
The little monk said: "Help all sentient beings to be exceeded." โ
I...... I was speechless, this is playing Zen with me? I still stuffed the chocolate into the little monk's hand and said: "You and your master left us overnight, and boiled a pot of herbs for us, this thing is not valuable, just take it as a thank you, don't be polite, to tell you the truth, this is also not sold here, if you are in the city, do you see this brother next to you?" Buy you a cart of chocolates and he won't blink an eye. โ
The little monk licked his tongue, looked at Zhang Xin's eyes and said softly: "A few donors are so blessed, but the master said that all living beings are suffering, if you meet someone in difficulty, if you can help, you have to stretch out your hand, you can't ask for a return, otherwise you will be left behind!" โ
"Eat a piece of chocolate and fall into a fart!" I stuffed the chocolate flute to the little monk and said, "We have a fate, can I help you?" โ
The little monk foamed at the mouth, returned the chocolate to me, and retracted his hand, I had a good impression of the little monk, a child of this age, where is there such a bitter life as he has? After eating chocolate, I must have been impressed, otherwise it would not be like swallowing saliva, but I can still keep my heart, this is a pair of ascetic masters and apprentices.
What is penance? Penance is not about not having enough to eat and not being warm. If you can endure it, if you can persevere, if you can transcend the obstacles and obstacles on the path of cultivation, and persevere until the end, that is penance. Penance is not easy! Because people's hearts are always shaken and moved, and this is also very normal. Why? Because being able to persevere to the end is a kind of penance, and it is not easy! It is not difficult to learn Buddhism, but it is difficult to persevere!
I admired this pair of masters and apprentices, but I still had doubts about them coming to this remote place, and asked the little monk: "Little master, I heard you say that it is excessive, and you and the master have come here to be excessive?" โ
The little monk blinked his big eyes and said to me cutely: "Yes, the master said that there are people who are succumbing to death here, they can't be detached, they are extremely bitter, and the monks are compassionate, so they took me here to overdue, we have been here for seven days, one more than one every day, and I don't know how long I want to stay, I don't think there is a year, and I won't go out." โ
The more I listened, the more curious I became, I don't understand what can make them overdo here, the village has long been deserted, it is estimated that the people here have already moved away, even if there are lonely ghosts, there will not be many, one more than one day, and more than a year, is it possible that this is a ghost nest?
"Little master, can you tell me what you are exceeding?"
"Some dead people, but still alive, without minds, wandering in the world, very pitiful." Speaking of this, he folded his hands and recited the Buddha name of Amitabha Buddha, but I didn't understand what he said, and asked, "I didn't understand what you said, what are you exceeding?" โ
Speaking of this, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside, whistling through the room with only window frames but no windows, the flames in front of us trembled, the little monk listened attentively, suddenly stood up, pointed out the window and said, "I and the master are the ones who have spent their time?" โ
I stood up and looked out the window, dumbfounded. R1152