Volume 3 The Man in the Bureau Has No Regrets Chapter 150 Sit and Talk

It was noon when he came out of the secret room where the Taoist luck lotus pond was stored, and then he went to the side room of the apse to have a meal, which happened to be staggered with the group of Taoist priests.

After the warning a few days ago, the two big monks who no longer dared to be picky eaters also ate rice with relish.

Compared with the two big monks who gobbled up, Ye San and Ye Yao were more inclined to vegetarian porridge and that small plate of pickles.

The stove master who was frightened by the hares and pheasants caught in the mountains a few days ago really didn't have to say that the cabbage and cucumbers have their own tastes, even some unknown wild vegetables dug up in the mountains, they are quite palatable under a mixture.

Those who have no definite taste and palatable food are treasured, and they must manage enough Taoist priests with different tastes every day, whether heavy or light, and can be properly blended, which is also a great knowledge in the eyes of the third watch of the night.

For these lifelong vegetarian monks, everything in the mountains can be filled with hunger, and some of them add a little salt to kill water, which is a fine side dish.

Just like the rare red toon in this month, the best season to eat should be in the mid-spring month, and now it has just started spring, which is the rarest.

The appearance is similar to the bark tree at the mountain pass that witnessed Lu Zu's stable Dao heart, but the taste is very different. Even if the smell is a little pungent, if it is handled properly, I am afraid that those delicacies of the mountains and seas will be inferior.

The climate here is suitable, warm in winter and cool in summer, even if the snow weighs on the mountain a few days ago, the sun comes out in these days, and it does not feel cold, compared to the place further north, it is normal for it to sprout and pick in advance.

The boiling water is slightly blanched, it is best to be sandwiched, in order to stimulate the fragrance most thoroughly, chop into extremely crushed foam, sprinkle some salt grains slightly, take the thumb belly-sized tofu and roll it up, throw it into the mouth, and the bottom of the tongue has an endless aftertaste.

It seems that this glutton, who is in the night, also enters her mouth at every meal, and no one else is allowed to touch a piece. At this time, there are small Taoist priests who specialize in doing chores to clean up, such as these people who practice in the mountains, what they pay attention to is to cultivate themselves first, such as Zhang Sanfeng is so unkempt, such as the great monk is so wanton and frivolous, it is just a pure case.

A group of Taoist priests actually had no dirt after eating, but they just cleaned it again, just like a necessary homework in the morning and evening, which has become a rule.

The master in charge hid far away, but he didn't dare to deal with these two great monks. Waiting for the night to chew and eat slowly, the two big monks ate enough to have six nights, and the more they looked at them, the more happy the chest-braided Taoist priest told the little Taoist priest to clean up, and like a bad guy who abducted children, let the two big monks abandon the Buddha and enter the Tao.

Naturally, it provoked great monks such as

"See if my master can't kill you with a hammer",

"Lao Tzu will not die with you" and other cruel words. Zhang Jiu'e walked on the side, neither did he not go, guarding these three elders and juniors who were like living treasures, it was very embarrassing.

Yu in the mountains for some time, or the first time to come to the stove room to eat, the night three looked at this place that should be full of fireworks but there is no fireworks, in the ears is the three people next to the noisy mouth, for no reason there is a calm.

A few dishes of side dishes, two or three friends, and daily fireworks, this is the most soothing to ordinary people's hearts. The qi machine in the body rotates on its own, and it is very comfortable.

Xiaodao boy Zhang Yunji ran in with a bamboo stick, followed by a leopard, and the yellow finch on his head.

Zhang Yunji, who blushed when he saw the night, dropped the bamboo stick, and ran away without waiting for the master to speak, as if he had fled in the wilderness.

Unceremoniously waved his hand to let the two big monks get out of the way, and glanced at the bamboo sticks

The word "Ping", although it is not signed, is better than those signed a few days ago. Throwing the bamboo sticks on the table, Zhang Sanfeng began to rub the old mud on his chest again, saw the sight of the night Sanmore, and explained: "This is Zhang Yunji's daily homework, one sign a day, fortune and marriage, today's good luck, and today's climate." "Look at that

The word "Ping", Ye Sangen asked: "What does this mean?" Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly,

"This kid has lost his mind for a few days, he has to count Wudang luck, these days in the unsigned is also broken Wudang auspicious murderer, the first three days are signed, by those few dead Taoist friends rushed Wudang bad omen is also a blessing in misfortune, today is a draw, nothing happened, can be counted as a sign." Suddenly remembering that he had seen the means of reaching heaven about this vein in ancient books, Ye Yao opened his mouth and said: "Three seals of the Dao are long and one vein, it is said that the Dao of Evidence is to open the eyes of heaven, and it can be seen that the future generations will be blessed and misbehed..."

"That's all." Zhang Sanfeng interrupted directly,

"We are fortune tellers, and we can say that those who die can be said to be alive, and we have a fart eye."

"That's called an asshole."

"Hahaha." The foul language of the two great monks, a mountain and a river, was very good for Zhang Sanfeng's temper, and the three of them laughed heartily.

But in the next moment, I saw Ye Yao facing this side with a cold mask, and without waiting for her to speak, the two great monks left with interest, and it was more like running away.

Zhang Sanfeng was also a little embarrassed, laughed at himself, and said: "Anyway, there has never been a Taoist figure in the history of our lineage, and it is only a legend that the three techniques can be known before and after five hundred years, just like a celestial man looking down on the world, whether it is true or not is unknown." Obviously, he also accepted the words and deeds of this Taoist priest, Ye Yaoer did not show impatience, but said slowly: "Seeking opportunities, solving good fortune, divining yin and yang, but it is the origin, the state of mind is the same, where is not the avenue?" Zhang Sanfeng nodded,

"Ask for a very good way, but just let it be, and it will be natural." Zhang Jiu'e, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "Forcibly seeking nothing on weekdays is counterproductive. A few days ago, the second lady's words were really like a Buddhist family as a stick to drink, waking up the poor road, far away from disasters and prudent practice of pure heart and few desires or something, the poor road really can't be begged. At present, he is even more trapped in his own shackles, and it is reasonable for Dao Xin to have such a catastrophe. Zhang Sanfeng said yes

"The blessing is immeasurable", as if singing and saying: "In this earthly world, guarding the world is for the way, and guarding the way is for the world." What is the Tao? The Tao is very good, and it is very good. Who are people? Personnel people, very people. To guard the world is to be a man, and to guard a man is also to be a man. The Tao turns me into the Tao, and I seek the Tao for me. I am a man, man is me, I guard me, man guards man. The Tao is the Tao, and I ask for the Tao. The Tao is also a person, and a person can be called me, and then a person can be called a person, and I am the Tao. Zhang Sanfeng's awkward tongue-twister-like sentiment made Ye Yaoer ponder and be silent.

Guessed that Zhang Sanfeng was right

"People and my way" turned over and over again, like chattering but like enlightenment, and the profound remarks were circling around, thinking that it was aimed at Zhang Jiu'e, who he refuted when he was down the mountain a few days ago.

It's just that even if you know it, you can't refute it. No matter how she talks about lotus flowers, she really can't open her mouth at this moment.

After all, it is justified and well-founded, and the natural cycle of such Taoism is exactly what I meant that day.

Attacking the shield with the spear of the other, the Taoist priest in this Little Lotus Peak is really unfathomable.

"Ask for a freewheeling, what is the so-called way?" But it was Ye Sangen who suddenly spoke, just borrowing the words that had just been Zhang Sanfeng.

It's really interesting to return the way of others. Ye Yaoer, who was in a state of mind like a demon, suddenly came back to his senses, smiled at Yan Yan for a moment, and didn't speak, just pursed his lips and chuckled, like a spring breeze.

He is as high as he is high, and the breeze goes up the mountainside. He is weak by him, and the bright moon does not move Jiang Tao. Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ye Sangan, who didn't talk much and didn't know the details inside, but was a delicate scholar, and his heart stirred up a layer of turmoil.

"The night donor is in a good mood." This chest-braided Taoist priest who has practiced for decades and can be called the first person worthy of the name in Wudang sincerely praised,

"I've heard a sentence outside the mountain that there are three watches at night, so it doesn't seem to be an exaggeration." Ye San smiled dumbly, and did not mean to answer.

"It's just the donor's so-called heart, I don't understand what it means." This chestless Taoist priest rarely straightened his clothes, sat upright, and his tone lost his usual laziness.

"Just now in the lotus pond, I subjectively understood Chang'an, and this mysterious method made people confused. As far as I know, the donor's martial arts cultivation is also mixed, such a complex but not refined cultivation, can there be a place in the heart of the Tao? Moreover, how can I have an induction with the thousand-person book that contains the spirit of the supreme Taoist sect on the wall of my Taoism? Obviously, this Taoist priest said that he wanted to have a fight with Ye Sangen, this sister and brother are different from their Taoist idealistic way.

Such a straightforward expression of one's own opinions, the deep meaning is self-evident.

"There are no more than four avenues in the world, and the five Taoist techniques are natural, quiet and inactive; Buddhism is full of recitation, and one heart is compassionate; The Confucian classics are only right and wrong, and the words follow the law; Outside the three religions is martial arts, which are complicated and complicated, and one force will reduce ten meetings. My brother is bent on proving the Tao with martial arts, so why is he not idealistic. Martial arts practice, Taoism practice martial arts, Confucianism talks about martial arts, Buddhism participates in martial arts, all of them are martial arts journeys, where is not the source of the heart? "Ye San is naturally not good at this kind of battle of tongues, and he doesn't know where to run.

It is the night that speaks.

"Presumably, the three seal dao chiefs also listened to the words of the mountain pass and the nine e'er dao chiefs, then I will also ask the three seal dao chiefs, what is the way." Zhang Sanfeng said: "If you are Taoist, you will do nothing; Such as Buddhism, compassion; Such as Confucianism, wrong is right; Such as martial arts, right and wrong. "It's simple, and the breakdown is like that.

"What does it mean to do nothing? What is compassion? What is right and wrong? What is right and wrong? "-for-tat, relative.

"Chance, blessing, incense, luck." Eloquent.

"Heaven, earth, temples, rivers and lakes." Let's talk about it. The debate between the three religions is not a martial arts battle, but about winning or losing, about victory or defeat, and about life and death.

In the three teachings, such as the sharp edge, like the Buddha, like the witty argument, the vague words but let people listen to them and immerse themselves in them, each has its own truth, each has its own essence, and each has its own mind, but a thousand people have a thousand understandings in their hearts, which is a thousand kinds of sayings.

In this way, the heavenly opportunity, the blessing of the world, the incense of the temple, and the luck of the rivers and lakes. In this way, luck in the sky, incense in the world, opportunities in the temple, and blessings in the world.

For example, Confucianism talks about pairs, Buddhism talks about cause and effect, Taoism talks about causes, and martial artists talk about fists and feet.

Zhang Sanfeng was speechless. Zhang Jiu'e frowned and pondered. The third night is more up-and-out for a long exam. The eyebrows and eyes of the night are crooked.

"This is the way." Ye Yao said slowly,

"There are many opinions." Zhang Sanfeng laughed, like him, naturally he and Ye Yao's thoughts and thoughts, but they have the same goal.

This method is wonderful.

"Although my brother has been learning since he was a child, in the final analysis, it is also for the heart that is unattainable." The night is far away and the road is said,

"Could it be that if you three sects, plus a disorganized martial arts outside the mountain, each doing its own thing, and doing its own thing, the others are all fallacies and heresies?" Zhang Sanfeng nodded yes, smiling, with a deep meaning,

"Daigo empowerment, mouth stopper." The night is silent. Sitting down, it was obvious that she had taken the initiative.

"Sharp teeth, bright tongue, clever tongue like a spring, unparalleled wit, mouth like a river, three inches not rotten." Zhang Sanfeng did not hesitate to praise many words, and praised him all at once.

Ye San's spirit came, although the two of them had just heard a remark, but he still understood these beautiful words.

At the moment, the night family has a child and the night three is not without pride: "Only when the eight directions are completed can the night family have a child and the night three watches." ”