I was still watching the confrontation between the gray-clothed monk and the fortune teller, but in the blink of an eye, the situation changed greatly, and I don't know whether it was the monk's words that were stung by the monk's words, or for other reasons, many people who were angry poured the medicinal soup in their hands on the monk, Mingxin was stunned for a moment, and then almost jumped up from the bricks, spread his hands, stopped these people, and shouted:

"Ah, this, everyone, calm down."

"Calm down, calm ......"

"Don't hurt anyone, don't throw away the medicine, we finally picked it."

"Ahhh......h

"Uncle Qi, he stepped on my toes!"

The young Taoist lowered his eyes, and his hand knotted [Shi Fearless Seal].

Sweep around with the clarity of my own nature and spirit, and imprint his heart with my heart.

But the teenager at this moment felt it.

The true feelings that remain in the hearts of these angry, extremely angry people are not anger.

but fear.

Fearing that knowing the truth, or fearing that offering to the Buddha would not give him everything he desired, the monk shattered the beautiful world that everyone had wove together, so he was very shocked and angry, and covered up the most real subtle emotions that he might not even be aware of.

Qi Wufu's sexual spirit flowed by, and the emotions in everyone's hearts were diluted and tranquility was restored.

The little Taoist priest who was trying to support the others suddenly felt that the front was loosened, and everyone did not have the strength to rush forward in anger before, and looked at each other, and after a while, they were all dispersed, and the medicine shed suddenly became empty, in contrast to the previous quarrel, some people who did not believe in Buddhism went to get clean clothes, and asked the monk to change into them, and the latter thanked him and took it with both hands.

Still helping to continue to treat others.

His expression and posture have not changed in the slightest.

The young Taoist walked the needle for the others, and did not look at the monk, but just asked, "Does the master have feelings?" ”

The gray-clothed monk brought the medicine and said gently: "The law of Buddhism is widely spread all over the world with thirteen veins, but ...... There is a lot of attachment, a lot of disturbing minds, not all of them can cut off the five aggregates and eight sufferings, they must all have their own desires and desires, and when they practice the Dharma, they will look inside themselves to a certain extent and remain peaceful, but there will definitely be subtle desires. ”

"So we will visualize these desires with our [self-indulgent] activities."

With a hint of a smile, he said, "Actually, [self-indulgence] is not only looking at yourself, but also looking at the desires in the hearts of others. ”

"On that day, everyone did not hide it, and everyone looked at each other's state of mind to see if there were any complications and desires, and then laughed and talked about it, tasted it, helped others, and asked others to help themselves discover distracting thoughts that they were not aware of, so as to help them practice, and even joked about each other, or laughed at their own problems, and finally everyone laughed."

"It's good."

"But later, Buddhism spread more and more, and there were more and more people."

"Everyone has subtle desires, and desires are no more than a wisp, but the more people there are, the more these subtle desires gather, like undercurrents, like whirlpools, which will eventually pull the whole river...... It is not pure, but at this time, the monks who are aware of this want to stop it, but it is too late, and there are always those who want to recruit more disciples. ”

"The master cannot be liberated, but the apprentice's cultivation can reach geometry? If it is constantly reincarnated, this problem will swell more and more, but it will be like a rolling stone falling from the top of a mountain, and its momentum will become greater and more unstoppable. ”

"There is nothing wrong with cultivating the Dharma, but if the Dharma is passed on to people, and people gather into a door, and there are still sects in the door, then it is no longer the Dharma."

The monk finished decoction, staggered up and left, and finally sighed with pity:

"Buddha, the world-honored one."

"Where are you?"

"Only you can solve this situation."

The little Taoist priest Mingxin and Qi Wufu packed up the medicine stove, it was already time for the sun to set, the little Taoist priest carried the medicine basket woven from bamboo, looked at the monk and said, "He is very uncomfortable, he should have seen what [self], right?" It's like me, after I've eaten sweet pastries, I can't even eat Wowotou. ”

"So he should be more uncomfortable and persistent than others, right?"

The young Taoist nodded and said, "Does Mingxin know what he's talking about?" ”

The little Taoist nodded and said, "I know." ”

"If there are too many people, there will be a lot of troubles."

He took out the osmanthus cake that the young Taoist had given him before and stuffed it in his mouth.

The sun is setting.

I don't have to see others, so I just stepped on the small puddle and splashed a handful of shallow water.

The splash is beautiful in the sunset.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin said while jumping on puddles: "As far as I know, although there are also big Taoist temples, there are also many Taoist temples with only three or five people in them, and the monk temple is upside down with us, and there are also many monk temples with a few people, but this is ridiculed as [Wild Zen], without the lineage." ”

"There are dozens of monks in many monk temples, hundreds, and even thousands of monks, if there is osmanthus cake, it must not be shared by everyone, once it is not divided, there is nothing to do, twice it will be a little sad, if every time the person who gets the osmanthus cake will praise in front of you and say——"

"Ah, the osmanthus cake is so sweet, ah, the osmanthus cake is delicious!"

"Then you must want to pull out something for this guy."

The little Taoist priest held his hands in his heart, gritted his teeth and waved, and then said seriously:

"So there will be a quarrel, and then there will be a quarrel, and in the end everyone will be scrambling to eat the osmanthus cake."

"Those who eat osmanthus cake want to eat it again next time."

"If you can't eat it, contact other people and say that we will grab osmanthus cake together next time."

"No one likes to read books anymore."

"So in the end, it will become a place that exists only to eat osmanthus cakes, and no one will read the scriptures that were gathered together at the beginning, so what about the monk's temple that studies the scriptures? Or the osmanthus cake temple that rushes to eat osmanthus cake? It's all changed, so the great monk will be uncomfortable, right? ”

"He's the kind of guy who wants to go back to the way he used to be when he just read the scriptures."

"It's so hard."

"There is also such a place inside the Dao Gate."

"It's not good if there are too many people, it's still an old Taoist, a little Taoist is good, I will find a little Taoist in the future."

The little Taoist priest grunted.

The young Taoist thought of Huangliang's dream, stretched out his hand and touched the little Taoist's head, and said, "That's a good point." ”

"What else do you want to eat today?" Uncle Shi bought it for you. ”

So the little Taoist's eyes lit up, "Okay! ”

jumped higher, stepped on the puddle with one foot, splashed a lot of water, the hem of the robe was wet, and the osmanthus cake in his hand that had not been eaten was dirty by the rain, so he was annoyed, and then couldn't help laughing, pulled the cuffs of Laqi Wufu, and said: "Uncle Shi, look, I just stepped on this big splash." ”

"Am I awesome?!"

The young Taoist couldn't help but chuckle.

"Awesome!"

The two Taoist priests, who were not very old, walked forward, bought some things needed in the Taoist temple, and bought sugar gourds for the little Taoist priest.

Qi Wufu picked the medicinal herbs in the mountains and sold them, so although he was not rich, he still had the money to buy some food.

So the little Taoist priest was happy again.

When I was younger, it always seemed like this.

The young Taoist thought.

He himself, Ben too.

After the two of them finished shopping, the sky was gradually darkening, but when they went back, the young county king was really waiting for them there, lit two oil lamps, sat on the bricks that had been piled up, and held his chin with one hand in a daze, and when he saw the two Taoists, he smiled, jumped down, patted the soil, and said, "You two can let me wait, come on, the meal is ready." ”

"However, it is only the meat porridge left over from today."

"Please don't dislike it."

He invited Qi Wufu and Mingxin to sit down, and brought out the meat porridge, which was still sprinkled with hot ginger shreds.

There is also a cold mixed shepherd's cabbage, at this time there can be this kind of spring green vegetables, can be more generous than ordinary meat, blanched shepherd's cabbage, chopped, and dried bean curd diced together and mixed well, add fine ginger, poured with sesame sauce and vinegar and mix vegetables, the taste is refreshing, the most suitable for porridge to eat, only an ordinary porridge shed around, with a wooden board to block the wind, the land of Zhongzhou, although not as cold as the northernmost cold, winter is not comfortable.

It's a brass stove.

Laughing and entertaining while chatting.

But every three or five sentences, he must say [sister], [sister], the young Taoist is as clear as a peaceful lake, and he doesn't care, but the little Taoist priest is different, he finished drinking the porridge, his eyes rolled, and he said curiously: "Well, Erlang, you are the second in the family, so your sister is the eldest sister?" ”

"What should I call [Auntie]?"

The young king said: "According to custom, it should be called like this. ”

At this time, the custom is to call the man in the family is to rank Jialang, and the woman is to rank Jianiang, it will not be wrong, there is a nickname Saburo, or Gongsun Auntie, all of them are like this, it is the surname Gongsun, the meaning of the eldest daughter in the family, and the average person on the road meets strangers who want to talk, but they don't know who the surname is, what is the ranking of the family.

I had no choice but to give up: "Lang Jun." ”

If it is a lighter woman on Pingkangfang, you can call a sentence: "Kiss Xiaolangjun and stay." ”

Or the oily men who talk to the girls on the side of the road often begin with this sentence:

"The little lady has free today."

It's all like this, it's called like a little Taoist, but there's nothing wrong with it.

But the young county king just frowned and said, "But I always think that you call my sister like this, and it's cheesy to call me like this." ”

"My sister, how can you be called the same as others?"

Mingxin said: "Then what kind of person is your sister?" ”

The young county king looked at the two Taoists vigilantly, there were chestnuts that had just come out of winter in his hands, and he threw them into the stove, with a crackling sound, hesitated, and looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him with a suspicious and vigilant face, and said: "You have a lot of rules for refining Yangguan, you can't get married, right?" ”

Mingxin nodded again and again: "The trail is for refining the yang view." ”

"The ancestor inherited Lu Zu, and the rules are very strict."

"Hah, then it's fine."

So the young king put his heart at ease and became enthusiastic, and said: "My sister, but she is the most good-looking, the most intelligent person in the world, she looks really beautiful, and she is just the sister of the Cui family who can be compared a little in appearance, but the sister of the Cui family is too sharp, unlike her sister, who is smart and calm......"

It seems that the young king can rarely meet a safe object to show off his sister.

The little Taoist priest ate meat porridge in small gulps and stared wide-eyed.

Oooh.

I see, I see.

This guy is really a little guy who only knows how to follow behind his sister.

It looks older than me, but it's not as mature as me.

The little Taoist priest thought triumphantly.

Licking his lips, he recalled the sugar gourd that Uncle Qi had just bought for him, it was really delicious.

It's just that the young county king couldn't help but say again: "It's a pity, although my sister is a thousand good, ten thousand good, but she has the highest requirements for me, every day I want to be a great master who is unparalleled in the world as the goal, how can it be so, how can it be like this, how did the master do it when he was young, ah, too tired, too tired." ”

The little Taoist priest's eyes widened.

It can be seen that although this young county king said bitterly, his face was full of pride, and he was clearly showing off his sister's strict requirements for himself and showing off that he also had such talent.

So the little Taoist priest was unconvinced and said: "I, me!" ”

"My master always wants me to compare myself to Uncle Qi!"

The young county king saw the young Taoist next to him and said, "The Taoist is very good!" ”

He raised his chin slightly and said, "But, as my sister said, that master is the first person inside and outside the court!" ”

"In the world, there is no peerless great master, great master!"

The little Taoist priest said: "But the master also said that the uncle is the most difficult and the most upper, and the three talents are complete, that is, those who are very famous, but the Taoist who is born with a single Qi cannot compare with the background of the uncle, and the uncle will be called a real person in the future, which is enough to start a sect!" ”

The young king pressed his palm on the table and said:

"My sister said that if that master is engaged in politics and literature, he is expected to be the first in the world."

"If you concentrate on stroking the piano, you can also let the world's best beauty bend her waist for him."

This latter sentence was added by himself.

Young people always feel that this is the style of a celebrity.

The little Taoist priest was sluggish.

looked at Uncle Qi next to him.

After thinking about it, Uncle Shi went to stroke the qin, and if he was surrounded by a bunch of beauties, Uncle Shi would probably stroke the qin quietly and treat those beauties as nothing, right?

But people like Uncle Shi seem to have a lot of beauties who like it, yike!

In that case, who is the beauty......

Then he had to say: "The food cooked by Uncle Shi is delicious." ”

"It will also heal and save people."

The young county king said: "Cure the disease and save people......"

He sighed and said, "If you can have such a thought, you are already a first-class celebrity." ”

Scratching his head, he laughed at himself: "Ah, how did we fight for it." ”

The little Taoist priest was serious: "Yes, why are you fighting for it?" ”

"I'm obviously very tired, the master is too strong."

"It's very tiring, and Uncle Shi is also very powerful."

The young county king, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, glared at the little Taoist priest, and the two of them laughed in unison.

The young Taoist next to him had quiet eyes, just sitting intently in front of the stove, looking at the roasted chestnuts in the stove seriously.

Crackling, inside the stove, there were a few bangs, and a few chestnuts that were thrown in before popped out, the chestnuts cracked open their shells, and the young Taoist put the ripe chestnuts in his hand and poured them back and forth, blowing and getting cold, and then peeling off the skin and throwing them into his mouth, the entrance was extremely sweet, and he noticed the sight of Mingxin and the young county king, and smiled slightly: "Do you want to eat roasted chestnuts?" ”

Both of them felt that the argument was so boring, and there was a feeling of frustration.

The young Taoist stretched out his palms and parted the ripe chestnuts.

The king of the county muttered, "I haven't eaten anything......"

He grabbed the chestnut from the young Taoist's palm, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

In winter, no one sleeps at night, and eating like this is not a delicacy, but it is a rare juvenile pleasure.

After eating the chestnuts, the day was also all night, so the young Taoist picked up the little Taoist priest with a round belly, said goodbye and left, the sky was full of stars, wearing a body of night dew, there were also hills in the city, and the mountain entered the view, the young county king was eyes slightly open, smiled and retracted, and said: "Monks, romantic by nature, those two are very powerful, they should be able to achieve true cultivation." ”

Stretching his waist, he said, "I'm back." ”

So there were voices in the dark night to respond.

He got up and walked back leisurely, strolling and riding in the car, doing about three incense sticks, before stopping in front of the mansion with three in and three out, after coming down, he changed his clothes, and rinsed his mouth with tea, removed the peculiar smell on the ginger ribbon of meat porridge and ginger, and also sighed several times to the subordinates next to him, to confirm that there was no miscellaneous smell in his mouth, and then pushed the door open, with a smile on his face:

"I'm back."

"Sister Qiongyu."

(End of chapter)