Chapter 346: Don't Kill the First
The Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms are the continuation and expansion of the division of feudal towns after the Anshi Rebellion of the Tang Dynasty. A large number of people had to escape into the empty door, on the one hand, it led to a sharp decline in population, on the other hand, there were more and more Buddhist disciples who did not do anything, in May of the second year of Zhou Xiande, Zhou Shizong Chai Rong announced to the world, "those who are not given to the temple are abolished", within one year, 3336 temples were abolished, leaving only 2,694 temples and 61,200 monks and nuns.
According to the proportion of abandoned monasteries, Chai Rong is equivalent to returning millions of monks and nuns from the temples at once, not to mention the property and fertile land in 30,000 temples, as well as a large number of practitioners who have not yet shaved their hair in the monasteries and tenants who rely on the temple fields for survival. Chai Rong is thinking about the regime and the source of soldiers, but in the eyes of Buddhism, Chai Rong is the demon who robbed the wealth of Buddhism, and the government and the opposition are all legends and nonsense in various versions.
Zen Master Jingwu waved his hand and said: "The old man understands, the donor doesn't need to say much, thank the donor for answering the doubts, if it is not for the big remnants of the spectrum has been burned, the donor will definitely have a look." Please come with the old man, the meditation room has been arranged. ”
Yang Zhi didn't know if what Zen Master Jingwu said was true or not, but he didn't look at the kind of thing that confuses his mind; Zen Master Jingwu didn't let go of his burden because he knew the answer, but instead locked his eyebrows along the way, looking more like he was full of thoughts. Yang Zhi followed him to a porch, a row of four meditation rooms, and the monk who received Yang Zhi at the beginning was standing in front of the door of the middle room, greeted him and said, "Master, the meal is ready." ”
The Zen Master of Pure Enlightenment groaned and said, "Among all the remaining sins, killing karma is the heaviest, and among all merits, do not kill the first." Deshun, this is the Kou Xin Cliff Kou Shi, come together, let's go to the release pond to have a look. ”
It seems that the Jingwu Zen Master rarely receives pilgrims on weekdays, and the monk Deshun immediately agreed, followed behind the Jingwu Zen Master, and walked towards the front together; the release pond is in the small courtyard at the end of the corridor, a pole of green bamboo, and the kitchen and dining room built with several grass huts are more simple than the Zen room in front; Yang Zhi's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at the inner wall that cut the small courtyard, if I remember correctly, the side of the inner wall should be the room where I was looking for the stone tablet just now.
There are only two fish in the release pond, a whitebait and a herring, both of which are average size, three inches long, swimming in crystal clear water. Zen Master Jingwu looked at the two small fish and asked the Deshun monk beside him, "Do you remember the two donors who died violently?"
"Yes. Monk Deshun was stunned for a moment, and said with a helpless expression: "Ye Lingtian's donor is from Fanlian Temple in Zhongtiao Mountain, and Ouyang Wuyao's donor is from Chongxuan Temple in Jiangzhou. Mengzhou's famous doctors and servants have come to see, both of them went crazy and died when they were practicing, and the master bought these two fish to release them, so the incense of Jinshan Temple was greatly reduced, and the people in the rivers and lakes were respectful and stayed away. ”
Yang Zhi's heart tightened, he understood the meaning of Monk Deshun's last sentence very well, he came rashly in this situation, in the eyes of the Pure Enlightenment Zen Master, it was with an ulterior purpose, so the Pure Enlightenment Zen Master treated himself as the third Ye Ling Tian. Yang Zhi smiled and said: "I didn't expect that there are silverfish on this side of the Yellow River, which is really rare." ”
Zen Master Jingwu nodded and said: "The donor is indeed well-informed, the silverfish behind this was brought by the Buddha Yin Master from Dongting Lake back then, in the eyes of his old man, the world is a place to release life, but in the eyes of the old man, only this release pond is the place to talk about comfort." Deshun, you can take Master Kou Shi to eat. ”
Monk Deshun was a little dazed, it was really just to take a look at the release pool, Yang Zhi's face did not change, and he followed Monk Deshun to the room arranged for him, cleaned up very quietly, with a futon pillow on the bed, a bowl of steamed buns and a bowl of wild vegetable soup on the table, and a plate of pickles and a plate of fried bamboo shoots. Yang Zhi thanked him, and when he asked the monk Deshun to turn on the water, he probed it with a silver needle, and when he saw that there was no poison, he ate the food cleanly.
After the meal, Yang Zhi secretly swallowed two heavenly fed fruits and two divine vine flowers, used these two healing and detoxifying elixirs as fruits after cooking, and then scalded his feet with boiling water, and sat on the bed to practice with his eyes closed. There are not many monks in the temple, and Yang Zhi heard a sentence when he was about to fall asleep, which was the voice of the monk Deshun, with some blame in his tone: "Let you take care of the sick, why did you come to the temple?"
"He never woke up, and I came out to breathe. A Tongyin said: "Senior brother, what kind of person do you say that person is, he has been rescued by the master for several days, but it has always been like that, if it weren't for the ginseng water, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have died." ”
Yang Zhi's heart moved, he lay down quietly, pulled the quilt, made a fake sleep, quietly went out of the back window, and went around to the side to see Deshun talking to a little monk. The little monk took a steamed bun from Deshun's hand, and followed the monk Deshun out of the corner gate of the temple with satisfaction, and walked on a small mountain road, the crooked mountain road is not more than one meter wide, sticking to the edge of the mountain, one side is a cliff, one side is a hillside, Jinshan Temple is not high, there is no horror like a cliff.
After walking thirty meters, I turned the corner and saw a small wood, most of the trees in the forest had been felled, and there were three timbers of different heights, which seemed to be the firewood field of the temple, and the large timbers left behind should be used for resting the houses in the future; at the edge of the woods, there was a lonely thatched hut, apparently for duty or shelter from the rain. Yang Zhi naturally had doubts, putting the patient in such a place shows that the Zen Master of Pure Enlightenment is still very careful, is it really a civet cat.
Yang Zhi knew that the most important thing now was to understand how things happened, Yang Zhi cautiously watched the two monks enter the grass hut, and slowly paced to the front of the house, no longer need to look inside through the crack in the door, the two broken clothes placed at the door are the civet cat's. Yang Zhi stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and asked softly, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Monk Deshun and the little monk were startled, and when they saw Yang Zhi slowly entering, neither of them dared to make a sound, with a frightened expression on their faces, as if they were afraid that Yang Zhi would kill people and kill them. Yang Zhi glanced at the civet lying on the bed, there was almost no ruddy color on his face, Yang Zhi stretched out his finger on the vein of the civet, although the pulse was weak, it was still relatively stable, Yang Zhi checked the body of the civet again, it turned out to be a palm in the back; after all, the internal force of the civet cat is weird, in this state, the breath is automatically healing, it seems that even if no one cares, in another three or five days, the civet will wake up.
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