The terrible screams woke up the monks who were intoxicated with wine and meat.

The monks who drank wine and ate meat had already understood that seeing this little Taoist priest who overturned the copper pot was obviously not to take refuge in Zenyin Temple, I am afraid that he had another purpose.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the two Zhike monks finally hurried over, looking at the mess in the hall, and were dumbfounded.

"Thief Taoist, you are so bold, you dare to run to the Zenyin Temple to spread wild! Do you know what the hell this is!? ”

A monk was furious, pointed at Chen Wenqing and reprimanded angrily.

"Oh? So what kind of place do you say this is? ”

Chen Wenqing looked up at the gilded Buddha in the Buddha shrine in the main hall and said, "Don't tell me, this is the Daxiong Treasure Hall, right?" ”

The monk hesitated for a long time when he heard this, but he didn't know how to answer.

"Amitabha."

A monk pronounced a Buddha name in his mouth, stood up from the front of the desk, and saw him put down the half-gnawed chicken leg in his hand, and then wiped his oily hands on the monk's robe.

"The poor monk Zenyin Temple is bitter and has seen the Taoist." Hui Ku showed a sad look on his face and said: "Daoyou is not mistaken, this place is indeed the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Zenyin Temple!" ”

Chen Wenqing snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Daxiong Treasure Palace? No way? ”

"I only saw a group of monks with fat brains, drinking wine and eating meat in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, so happy! Monk, you won't tell the poor Dao that when you drink wine and eat meat in the Mahavira Temple, you are purifying sentient beings, right? ”

"The Taoist is wrong to say this!"

The monk folded his hands, showed a sad expression, and said, "All living beings are suffering, and they are deeply trapped in the five poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance. I, the monks of Tianyin Temple, drink wine and eat meat precisely for the sake of sentient beings to find a way to liberate themselves from the five poisons, not for the sake of appetite. As the saying goes, the wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. ”

"My Buddha is compassionate! Dao Chief, you're in a good position. ”

"Hahaha, what a hypocritical false mercy!"

Chen Wenqing sneered: "Your so-called suffering, but it is the happiness that many Li people can't pursue!" ”

"How shameless are you to say such sanctimonious words!"

Seeing Chen Wenqing's angry face, the monk was overjoyed and said, "The Taoist is not a member of my Buddhist sect, and he doesn't know my Buddhist teachings. As the saying goes, "color is emptiness, and emptiness is color". Wine and meat are empty for my Buddha. So, since everything is empty, what is the Taoist clinging to? ”

The monk said proudly: "The Buddha said that everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity. Taoist, the monks are not drinking wine and eating meat, but practicing the Dharma. ”

"So-called, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

Chen Wenqing was stunned by the shamelessness of the monk in front of him, and said coldly: "A good color is empty, and empty is color!" ”

"Good one, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! I really didn't expect that Buddhism could be interpreted in this way, and today's poor road is an eye-opener! ”

Chen Wenqing already understood in his heart at this time that if he discussed Buddhism with this group of fake monks, it would be a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth.

Now that he has decided in his heart that the group of fake monks in front of him are all practicing evil Buddhas, Chen Wenqing does not plan to reason with them.

I saw Chen Wenqing raise his fist and smash it into the face of the fat-headed and big-eared monk in front of him, and suddenly the monk's eyes were full of gold stars, his face was covered with blood, and he screamed like killing a pig.

"Ahh It hurts me! The monk wept in pain and wailed in pain, "Little Zamao, you dare to beat your Buddha, the Buddha will definitely not spare you..."

"Angry?" Chen Wenqing sneered: "Didn't you just say that "color is emptiness, and emptiness is color"? Why, the Buddha also has a temper? ”

"You still don't want to spare me? Didn't you just say that "everything has a way, like a dream bubble"? So, did I hit you just now? Monk, you're mistaken, it's just your dream bubble! ”

"You, you're in the picture!"

Chen Wenqing stood in the center of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, facing the monks who were full of fat and angry in the hall, and kept laughing.

At this time, several more footsteps were heard outside the main hall.

But I saw that the first old monk was wearing a red robe with twenty-five strips, wearing a crown of five Buddhas of Pilu, holding a golden tin staff, with a solemn face, with sandalwood floating around his body, and faintly shining with Buddha light.

Behind the old monk was a short and fat man dressed as a county order, with a goatee, looking at Chen Wenqing with an angry face.

"Amitabha, the abbot of the poor monk Zenyin Temple, Kongming, has seen the small path chief!"

The old monk was still kind and kind, and he didn't seem to see the mess in the hall, nor did he see the monk's face covered with blood.

"Xiaodao Zixia Guan Chunyangzi, I've seen the abbot!" Chen Wenqing said in his heart, after making trouble for so long, the main owner finally came over.

The abbot of Kongming showed kindness on his face, and said with a voice of compassion for the world: "It seems that the little Taoist seems to have a lot of prejudice against my Zenyin Temple? ”

"This looks like you're going to salute before you go?" Chen Wenqing sneered in his heart: "Okay, let's play with you as an evil monk today, and watch me expose your true face as an evil monk!" ”

"That's right! Poor Dao has also read a few Buddhist scriptures, and today I happened to ask the old monk for advice. Chen Wenqing was no longer polite, and said in a rigid tone.

The abbot of Kongming was not angry when he heard this, but his face became more and more solemn.

"Amitabha! The trail chief is confused, but it doesn't hurt to say. The old monk Kong Ming said.

Chen Wenqing thought for a moment, raised his head and said with a sneer: "Old monk! The trail has five questions to ask you. If you can convince me today, then from now on, it is not impossible for the poor way to join your Zenyin Temple. ”

"But..."Chen Wenqing said sharply: "If you can't answer the old monk, then from today onwards, how about disbanding this Zenyin Temple?!" ”

When the old monk heard this, his lowered eyes flashed with a glint in him, but he did not answer immediately.

The old monk thought for a long time before replying, "Okay! The poor monk promised you! ”

"Excellent! So, the first question of the poor path is, what is a Buddha? ”

"The second question of the poor path is that the Buddha said that all beings are equal. But why is there a strict hierarchy in Buddhism: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Guanyin, Arhat, Vajra, and Satva? Why, the hell of the Buddha is divided into the path of heaven and spirit, the path of the earth, the path of asura, the path of animals, the path of hungry ghosts, and the path of hell? Why doesn't the Buddha have a woman? ”

"The third question of the poor road, the Buddha said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, so what do you need the law for?"

"The fourth question of the poor road, the Buddha said that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. But the temples and temples seen by the poor road are all decorated with gold and splendor, and the Buddha's body is gilded. Since everything is empty, why do you waste money and worship the Buddha in a big way? ”

"The fifth question of the poor road, the Buddha said that the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is turned back. Since the sea of suffering is boundless, how can we turn back? ”

After listening to Chen Wenqing's five questions, the old monk's lowered eyes finally raised angrily, and said in a deep voice:

"Little Daoist, you have fallen into the evil way!"

"Today, it looks like the poor monk is going to use the magic subjugation method!"

Chen Wenqing's face did not change, and he said: "The Buddha said: All appearances are false. The so-called Dharma is not the Dharma. ”

"Old monk, after all, it's still you who are in love!"