"I, Zhang Fei, am a butcher, and my hands are covered with a lot of lives, maybe this is the punishment for me!" Zhang Fei took a sip of wine, his face turned red, obviously a little drunk.

The four took turns to talk about their life experiences.

Chu Cheng said with a smile: "What does Senior Brother Zhang mean is the right way to eat that grass and trees?"

Zhang Fei said: "Buddhism's vegetarian recipe is the right way, but unfortunately I can't do it." ”

Chu Cheng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "The righteous path of bullshit! Plants and trees are all living beings, how can Buddhist disciples collect the vitality of plants and trees to come to the right path?"

Hearing this, Old Man Meng shook his head and said, "No, no." The grass and trees are ruthless, and they are not in reincarnation, so they are naturally not living beings. ”

Chu Cheng asked rhetorically: "The thousand-year-old flower tree has become a spirit, can it be a living being?"

Old man Meng was dumbfounded: "This.... This.... The old man said that naturally those ordinary flowers and plants. ”

Chu Cheng looked at the wild mushrooms in the pot, picked up a piece of chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

"It seems to you that all those flowers and trees have no spirituality. There is no bestiality, no humanity, no heartbeat. It does not have the function of a living being. There is no such thing as animal thinking, pain, knowledge, mind, and body feeling, so it is natural to eat herbivore. ”

Yan Hong nodded, everyone in the world thinks so.

Chu Cheng said again: "But you say, can plants and trees have life?"

"Of course, there is. Yan Hong thought for a while.

"Since the plants and trees have vitality, then I pick this wild mushroom to eat today, and cut off the vitality of the wild mushroom, then it is not killing. Since I was born, I've eaten so much vegetarian food, how much meat, that adds up to thousands. Haven't I become a demon who destroys living beings?"

"People are not plants and trees, who knows that they are ruthless? People are not plants and trees, who knows that there are no spirits?" Chu Cheng shouted!

Zhang Fei's body shook and suddenly understood something.

Chu Cheng let him know that since all things have spirits, isn't it true that everyone in the world is a sinner? Even a saint cannot escape this crime.

Zhang Fei glanced at Chu Cheng gratefully, if he only regarded him as a fellow disciple before, he had already regarded Chu Cheng as a friend in his heart at this time.

A word is broken, like a boom on the avenue!

Old Man Meng cultivated at the highest level here, looking at Chu Cheng's eyes flickering, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Eating grass, trees and livestock is to follow the heavens, and it is for the sake of heaven. The world is predetermined, everything is fate, and no one can change it.

Buddhism's abstinence from meat is for the hearts of the people, and they can't bear the living beings, but with their own strength, they still can't change the world's eating and eating creatures, and they can only let more creatures live in this world.

But it's still obedient to the way of heaven!

Quit self-desire, don't stop others!

Everything has a cause and effect, and everything is determined! This is the reincarnation of heaven. And Chu Cheng's plants and trees all have spirits, but they have entered the path of demons.

The devil says that everything is in me, all living beings are in the same way, and all the Buddhas and demons are in me.

The grass and trees are not in the six realms of reincarnation, but Chu Cheng still thinks that it has living beings, and even uses this to wake up others, which is exactly the way to enter the demon theory.

Chu Cheng unknowingly stepped on the road of demon theory, which was a road against the sky.

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and the wind and snow became much lighter.

The four of them quickly drank a pot of stewed chicken soup with wild mushrooms, and there were empty wine jars everywhere, during which Yan Hong also took out a jar of "Bamboo Leaf Qing" that Old Man Meng had been hiding for many years.

Bamboo leaf sake is made from Qingtan bamboo leaves, although it is not as good as fairy grass, but it is also a rare product in the mortal world, worth a pot of gold.

Chu Cheng didn't drink much, but there was also a lot, especially the last jar of bamboo leaf sake, he drank a lot.

In his previous life, Chu Cheng was a little allergic to alcohol, and even drank alcohol and went to the emergency room. In this life, the amount of alcohol is much better.

The four of them talked heart-to-heart, and learned that Old Man Meng was originally a child, and he failed several township exams, so he went up the mountain to find a short-term vision in frustration, and happened to be rescued by an inner disciple of Luoyun Sect, so he became a miscellaneous disciple.

and Yan Hong is a child of Beiguo, but she is also an ordinary family, but like Chu Cheng, she gathers qi in the mortal world.

If it were to be replaced by other small sects that succeeded in gathering qi in the mortal world, all of them were talented people, and even the elders of the sect would personally accept disciples.

Chu Cheng was also stunned at first, the Huang Kingdom and the Bei Kingdom were at war, and they could be said to be enemies of life and death, but now the people of the two countries were sitting here drinking together.

Chu Cheng is a human being in two lifetimes, and his thinking will definitely not be old-fashioned, worrying about this. As for Yan Hong, who is an immortal cultivator, he will not pay attention to this kind of national enmity.

When the food was almost finished, Chu Cheng looked up through the window and looked at the sky outside.

The blizzard has receded, and the snowflakes are beginning to fly in patches.

Although the sun was setting, it was night, but under the moonlight and snow, the whole world was already daylight. Even during the day.

"Senior Brother Chu, where are you going?" Yan Hong was a little puzzled when she saw Chu Cheng's movements.

"I'll go to the fields and have a look. Chu Cheng stood up and walked towards the door.

A crack had already opened, and Chu Cheng wanted to see if he could plant the first seed tonight.

The ground was already covered with a thick layer of snow, and stepping on it made a creaking sound.

Countless snowflakes fell from the nine heavens, on the ground, in the river, on the trees...... Naturally, it also fell on Chu Cheng.

In the distance, on the surface of the lake, the moon was round and flat, without a ripple, like a mirror, like another starry sky.

The frozen surface of the lake is like a mirror, and the second moon is perfectly engraved in the lake, so that it is impossible to distinguish which is true and which is false.

Nearby, the white snow surface emitted a faint light, and the white light appeared a pale yellow light.

The first snow, three moons, or four?

Chu Cheng wouldn't know, and he wouldn't think about it. No one will know how many moons there will be in the snow.

Walking, walking. Chu Cheng had already come to the field.

This field is strange, as can be seen from the difficulty of plowing and hoeing, but it is also strange today.

Today's snow can be said to be the largest in a century, but in this field, it is still a fiery red, so conspicuous in a snowy white. It's like a blank piece of paper, and a big word is written.

Chu Cheng secretly said that it is not a field where fairy grass is planted, rain can fall, snow can fall, but it cannot cover its color.

He walked over to a place where a five-pointed star was drawn, and looked closely at the slight cracks in the area. It is the place where Chu Cheng has been farming.

Chu Cheng looked at the crack without a hint of joy as before, and suddenly felt a little sad tonight.

One in three years, and at least thirty years for ten. Thirty years later, is the old marquis still there? Can the parents suffer from thinking about their son?

Is there another family in the world?

"Alas. Chu Cheng sighed, picked up the hoe and hoeed it hard.

"Bang!" was another iron-like sound day after day, but it was a little different, with a hint of clicking.

This was the sound of the land being broken, and Chu Cheng didn't mean to be happy, but just indifferently took out the seeds and planted them.

Chu Cheng put down his hoe, and according to his daily habits, he wanted to go to the lake to meditate and cultivate, and use the night to watch the moon and sense the point of starlight.

The lake was only three miles away from the red earth, and Chu Cheng did not fly tonight, but walked on foot.

There was only snow, no scenery, but he still remembered everything he saw. Maybe this is where I've lived all my life.

Chu Cheng stopped and sat down slowly. Looking up at the full moon in the sky, I became more and more lonely, and I missed my family more and more.

"The snow outside the curtain is drifting, and the emerald incense is still not extinguished. Sitting alone at night is cold, people are tired, far away, and the dream is even more lonely and lonely," Chu Cheng muttered. "Snowflakes are lost in the dust, but they fall into my heart. For three years, I stayed awake all night, afraid of dreaming of my family. Chu Cheng smiled bitterly. "The same bright moon, but it is close to the end of the world. ”

"Dreams are more broken and lonely?"

Suddenly, a crisp and beautiful voice came into Chu Cheng's ears.