"Wow, little monk! I really can't see it, you're still a rich man, living in such a big house alone! ”

Jiu'er entered the temple, looked left and right, and really didn't shy away at all, and finally sat on the palm of the Buddha, rippling his feet: "This will be our home in the future...... I've never lived in a house this big. ”

"You! Come down! You...... How can you insult my Buddha! Wujie tightened his face and almost jumped up and shouted.

"These puppets are not living people, you fasting all day long, meditating and participating in Zen, the world is still so chaotic, it can be seen that this Buddha is not worth worshipping at all," Jiu'er disagreed, clasped the Buddha statue with his fingers, and then rubbed his stomach and said:

"It's the gold leaf attached to this Buddha statue, and if you scrape it off, you can exchange it for a few catties of rice noodles, and it will cure our hungry stomach!"

Wujie was so angry that he picked up the broom and shouted: "If you dare to be disrespectful to my Buddha again, don't blame me for sweeping you out of the house!" ”

"Gotta get ......" Jiu'er hurriedly jumped off the Buddha statue.

Wujie rolled his eyes, then picked up the rag and wiped the Buddha statue from beginning to end.

"Monk, where do I live?" Jiu'er asked with a smile.

Wujie didn't have a good tone: "As long as you don't live in the treasure hall, you can live wherever you like." ”

"So what do we eat? After a day of tossing, my stomach was hungry. Jiu'er asked, clutching her croaking belly.

Wujie lowered his tone: "If I had something to eat, I wouldn't have gone down the mountain to make a fortune." ”

Jiu'er bared his teeth and smiled sweetly: "If you don't come down the mountain, you won't save me, and I won't follow you back to this temple...... In your Zen language, it's called 'fate', right? ”

Wujie muttered: "Who knows if it's a bad fate......"

"Of course it's not a bad fate, it's a good marriage," Jiu'er said with a smile: "I've been sold since I was a child, I can do anything, laundry and cooking, sewing and mending female red, being diligent and thrifty, and even I know a little kung fu,"

She said: "If there is chaos today, if you still think that someone will donate money to you, it is probably unlikely, you have such a big temple, such a big mountain, it is not difficult to fill your stomach, just look at me." ”

With that, she ran out of the treasure hall in high spirits.

"Hey, where are you going!" Unprecepted chase out of the door and ask.

"Of course I'm looking for something to eat!"

"Yes...... It's getting dark soon, and the mountains are ...... There are tigers and wolves! ”

"Don't worry, I'll be back before dark, you just boil the oil in the pot and wait for me......"

The girl has run far, far away.

Wujie sat at the door of the temple, stretched his neck and waited while looking, the sky was blowing a strong wind, it was raining heavily, the dark clouds were pulling the night, and the sky was low and muffled with a "boom ......and boom" sky. Tonight must be another thunderstorm.

"Why hasn't she come back...... "The more Wujie thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he was about to go out when he started Zen Buddhism, and suddenly, that thin figure appeared on the mountain road. BIquGe.biz

Jiu'er was holding a lotus leaf on her head, rolled up her trouser legs, half of her body was wet, and she was carrying two big fat fish in her hands.

"Farming and eating fields, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, this White Horse Mountain is really a good place, wild fish can grow so big." She puffed up her chest and shook the fish fruit in front of Wujie arrogantly.

Without precepts, his face is blue, and the monks do not eat meat.

"Little monk, you don't know, I fell several times in order to catch them, don't you want me to release them."

The smart and clever girl can always guess the mind of the little monk, she ran into the temple with the fish and fruit and ran into the temple, so that she couldn't catch up with Wujie.

The fish soup is very fragrant, the fish meat is very tender, the girl eats it very happily, the monk folds his hands, recites the Zen scriptures, but swallows his saliva in his throat dishonestly.

"When I was ten years old, I was sold to the Qinglou for the eighth time to be a maidservant to a beautiful woman. Every midnight at the third watch, there will be a group of people sneaking into the boudoir through the back door, and after the clouds and rain with the beauties, they will secretly leave in the middle of the night with their pants, "Jiu'er asked Wujie while nibbling on the fish steak: "Little monk, guess what, who are those people?" ”

Wujie snorted lightly and spit out two words: "Layman! ”

"Wrong! Those people are monks! Jiu'er's words changed, "You may feel that it is against morality, but I think it is reasonable, whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest, they are all human beings, and if they are human beings, they all have seven emotions and six desires, so there is nothing wrong with eating meat and drinking wine, and sleeping with women;

Also, today you blame me for desecrating the Buddha statue, but we are all about to starve to death, the Buddha still cut meat to feed the eagle back then, so scrape his golden body to exchange for some grain and rice, he will definitely not blame us, right? ”

Speaking of this, she handed a large bowl of fish to Wujie's mouth, and said with a smile: "You are almost starving to death, no one will blame you if you break the ring and eat a bite." ”

Wujie stared at the fish soup, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Taste it, right? It's delicious, taste, taste—"

"I'd rather starve to death! I won't eat a bite! ”

Wujie knocked the soup bowl to the ground, the fish was scattered all over the ground, and the soup splashed all over Jiu'er. Jiu'er's smile stopped abruptly, and she squatted aside thoughtfully.

Wujie got up and left, and only turned his head when he walked to the door: "The temple is just for you to borrow, and in the future, we will each go our own way, if you dare to tempt me again, I will kick you out!" ”

……

Late at night.

Tossing and turning without a ring, one is hungry, and the other is Jiu'er's words, now in troubled times, is it really right to abide by the rules?

"Boom!"

Thunderstorms, shocks!

"Whoa......" The downpour seemed to break through the rubble.

"Da ......" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Little monk......" The female voice outside the door seemed to tremble.

Wujie hurriedly jumped out of bed, opened the door and didn't wait for greetings, Jiu'er rushed in, dripping with tears, trembling all over: "This temple is so big, this thunder is so loud, I sleep alone, I'm a little scared......"

From the first time they met, she gave him the impression that she was a little tigress who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and at the moment she was like a frightened kitten.

The unprecepted mind struggled for a long time, and finally it was a soft sigh, who told the monks to have compassion for themselves?

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the table."

"But I want to sleep with you."

"You want to be beautiful!"

……

With the first night, there was a second night, and from then on, the two young men slept in the same room.

Jiu'er is really a very capable girl, with all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

She knew that she would not eat meat without precepts, so she would go up the mountain early, dig wild vegetables, pick wild fruits, and occasionally secretly sprinkle some broth in the vegetables.

You can eat it without a ring, but the taste is so delicious, I can't say that I can see through it, in addition, there is also the affection with Jiu'er for a long time, and I can't say it if I see through it.

Gradually, the two young people slept in the same bed, one at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed.

Spring goes to autumn, flowers bloom and fall.

Before you know it, four years later.

Natural and man-made disasters have continued one after another, the impact of the war has not changed, and the great famine continues.

The so-called "hunger and cold steal the heart", in order to be able to survive, many wicked people occupy the mountain as the king, and it is not surprising that a group of bandits came to Baima Mountain, they burned, killed and looted, and did all kinds of evil.

After four years of getting along day and night, Wujie and Jiu'er have become intimate, eating, living and sleeping together, and as they grow older, the boy is strong-blooded, the daughter is tender and delicate, and the dry firewood burns immediately, and the barrier is broken as soon as it is poked.

"Boom!"

It was another night of thunderstorms.

Jiu'er still couldn't get rid of the habit of being afraid of thunder, she walked through the bed, from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed, like a wriggling caterpillar retracted into Wujie's arms.

Such a posture, such a hug, this is not the first time, every time without a ring will be at a loss, hands do not know where to put it, the fragrance of the girl in his arms makes him unable to extricate himself, the instinctive physiological reaction makes him can't help it, "bang ......bang bang" heartbeat is so violent.

The girl was even more nervous than he was, her delicate body curled up, expectant and scared. On this thunderstorm night, both of them couldn't sleep with their eyes wide open.

"Monk, I'll tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?" Jiu'er suddenly spoke.

No precepts and no words, which counts as default.

Jiu'er suddenly raised her head and lifted the quilt, her delicate appearance was very moving: "What if...... One day we get separated, and you can come to me with this secret. ”

Between words, she untied her clothes. Wujie's eyes widened and stared straight at him, his breath was short, and his heart was beating faster.

After nothing was covered, Jiu'er pointed to his secret with a red face: "I have a mole on my left buttocks, this is it, this is it...... Did you see that? ”

Wujie was almost suffocated, and for a while, all the Heart Sutras were useless, and his body leaned forward unconsciously, almost reaching the door.

In the end, I couldn't imprison the beast in my heart anymore and bit it!

"Boom ......"

"Boom la la ......"

The thunderstorm is rolling outside the house, and the spring rain inside the house is like a crisp.

……

Wujie thought it was another spring. Dream, but when he woke up and saw the woman lying on his chest, he was furious and pushed Jiu'er out of bed.

Jiu'er woke up in disbelief and looked at the man who paid you back last night, "Are you crazy?" ”

Wujie looked at the mess on his body, and couldn't help but tremble and scolded: "Demon girl...... You're ...... You demagogic bewitch who led me to break my vows! I was ...... I shouldn't have saved you in the first place! ”

Jiu'er wrapped herself in the futon, bit her lip and said, "Silly monk, it's been four years, haven't you recognized the status quo?" The world has changed! No one practices meditation anymore! If you keep this precept again, you will be pedantic! ”

Wujie grabbed the monk's robe and put it on, and even if he grabbed the door, he went out.

Jiu'er hurriedly chased: "Monk! Where are you going! ”

Last night's events, stimulated by the autumn wind and cold rain, came to mind one by one, no! This is not right! This feeling is not right either!

"Monk! The monk ...... "Jiu'er chased out of the temple and chased to the mountainside, but she still couldn't catch up with the pace of Wujie's running, her feet were suddenly unstable, and her heel fell to the ground, she grabbed the dirt and looked at the figure of Wujie gradually moving away, she had not cried for four years, but at this moment suddenly erupted, she cried and cried, heartbreaking!

Wujie didn't know where he was going, and walked in the heavy rain in despair, and it was like this until late at night.

Suddenly, a fire broke out at the White Horse Temple, and the flames reflected the entire mountain.

Wujie was extremely shocked and hurriedly ran back to the temple, but as soon as he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he encountered a group of bandits, and all the gold, silver, copper and iron in the temple were scraped away by them.

"Monk, don't blame us, we are also forced to be helpless!" The bandit leader brandished a machete and spoke out loud.

Wujie suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha......" He ran back to the White Horse Temple as if he was crazy, but at this time the fire was difficult to extinguish.

"Jiu'er! Jiu'er! ”

He rushed into the flames with all his might, but he searched the entire temple and found no trace of her.

At the end of the night, the thousand-year-old temple turned into scorched earth.

Sitting at the door without ring, he was stunned for a long time, his eyes suddenly became ruthless, evil bandits, Buddha does not cross!

He resolutely got up, turned into a Buddha light, and smashed the bandits' den.

Thirty-six bandits, not a single one remained!

This was the first time that Wujie killed someone, and since then, the meditation in the heart has changed dramatically – the monks still have compassion in their hearts, and cruel compassion is also compassion.

……

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"Boom ......"

The spring thunder is rolling, the rain is pouring down, crackling and beating on the ruins of the ancient temple.

Ding Jiujiu pounced into the arms of Wujie as always: "This White Horse Mountain has a thunderstorm for a long time every spring, which is really scary. ”

Wujie Chong Ruins bowed lightly, counted as a final farewell, hugged the beautiful woman and rode on a white horse, and left without looking back.

Zen, of course, should continue to practice.

One life crosses one person, one life cultivates one Zen, day and day, month and year, only the front edge of this life.

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Pen fun pigeon www.biquge.biz