The poem says:

Only the big run comes late, and this cycle cannot be sought.

Zhilan Yushu was born in the court, and concurrently cultivated the civil and military Zhao Zhou.

Relatives and friends are quacky on this day, and the hero is victorious in his year.

Born with a Li unicorn, tomorrow's heroes are romantic.

Let's say that there was a heavy snowfall last night, and when the wind and snow stopped, the sky brightened. People who have money and leisure are greedy and sleepy all over the world, but people who earn money and earn their lives get up early and are busy with money all over the world.

In the old temple in the middle of the Li family's mountain, the abbot and the old monk also got up very early, called a few little monks and ordered: "I will open the mountain gate early, sweep away the snow, and welcome the pilgrims!"

The little monks couldn't help but complain: "Master, on such a snowy day, where will there be pilgrims going up the mountain?"

Today is the first day of the Emperor's Yuan, and legend has it that today is the birthday of the god of the upper realm, so on a good day, how can there be no pilgrims going up the mountain?"

The little monks had no choice but to take brooms and shovels to sweep the snow. One of them, Minghui, opened the mountain gate and couldn't help but exclaim, "Master, someone is freezing to death outside the mountain gate!"

At that time, the little monk Minghui shouted loudly, which alarmed the monks. When the old abbot arrived, he saw that Minghui had already brushed off the snow from the frozen man.

When everyone looked, they saw a man between his thirties and forties, dressed in a shabby robe, wearing a tattered hat, and carrying a tattered bag on his shoulders, which was still in his arms, huddled in a ball, and nestled next to the mountain gate.

All the monks clasped their palms together and chanted, "Amitabha!"

The old abbot recited a Buddha, and then stepped forward, stretched out his hand to try, this person had no snort, and stretched out his hand to the person's chest, and said to the little monks: "Quick, this person's chest still has residual warmth, hurry up and carry it to the warm room, maybe there is still salvation!"

When the little monks heard this, they all said that "saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating map", so they carried the shrunken person to the warm house.

The little monks all coveted the warmth in the conservatory, and didn't want to go to the snow clearing, so they all stayed in the room and watched the master save people.

The old monk also knew the thoughts of the little monks, and he didn't say anything, but said: "Add enough charcoal to the charcoal basin!"

For a while, the temperature in the conservatory was higher. I saw the man who was huddled in a ball, and gradually stretched out his body on the meditation bed.

The old abbot said: "This person has already reacted, he should be able to save him!" Minghui, if you find this person, you will save him thoroughly, and you can give him a good massage in the chest! Mingyuan, you go and pour a cup of hot water. ”

So the little monk Minghui stepped forward, and according to what the master said, he massaged the man's chest, and Mingyuan fed the man a cup of hot water, and after a while, the man spit out a breath of turbidity and came back to life.

As soon as this man came back to life, he turned his head to see a group of monks around him, and he also expected that he had been saved by the monks, so he wanted to get up and kowtow to the monks.

The abbot said, "You shouldn't move at this time, so you should lie down." ”

This man said, "Ask Master to reward you with a bowl of rice to eat!"

When the abbot heard this, he said to Minghui, "Mingyuan, you go and get him some porridge." Minghui, you just stay here and take care of him. ”

After saying this, the old abbot turned around and led everyone out of the conservatory, and went to clean the snow again.

Not long after, Mingyuan came over with a bowl of porridge, and after this person ate it, the situation was obviously much better.

At this time, Minghui and Mingyuan, two little monks, talked to this person, only to know that this person's name is Liu Maize, who is a native of Daxing Village, Sanhua Town, at the junction of the west of Ping'an Prefecture and Dahu Prefecture.

Liu Maize said to Minghui and Mingyuan: "Two little masters, I, Liu Maize, want to become a monk. I would also like to ask the two masters to talk to the abbot. ”

So Minghui stayed, and Mingyuan went out of the conservatory to report to the abbot, saying that Liu Maize, who was saved, was willing to become a monk in our Dali Temple.

When the abbot heard this, he said to Mingyuan: "Okay, the old man already knows about this matter." Mingyuan, you can also come to work. ”

After the monks swept away the snow, they began to do their morning lessons. In the conservatory, Minghui said: "Donor, I also have to go to the morning class, you lie here first, and then come to see you after the morning class!"

Liu Maize listened and nodded. Minghui left on her own and went to the main hall for morning class.

Liu Maize thought to himself after Minghui went: I can not be frozen to death in the heavy snow last night, and I think it will be taken care of by God, but if it weren't for this good place of Buddhism, how could I have my life?

Thinking of this, Liu Mai thought that he had just asked Master Tuo Mingyuan to tell the abbot that he was willing to become a monk here, but he didn't see the abbot give a word. Yes, I can still get out of bed now, so I might as well take advantage of their morning class and ask the abbot myself!

Liu Maize struggled to get down to the ground, and when he came to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, he saw that all the monks were sitting cross-legged and chanting, and when they were chanting together, they were also depressed.

When Liu Maize entered the palace, he went to the abbot and knelt down and kowtowed. The abbot said, "Donors don't have to be polite!"

Liu Maize said: "I am willing to ask the master to take it in!"

"The donor is just stuck for a while, how can he escape into the empty door?"

"Master, it is really the mercy of the Buddhas that the disciple was lucky enough to save this life! Last night, the wind and snow were so big, the weather was so cold, Master, the disciple was able to escape from death, and they have already realized that they are willing to take refuge in our Buddha!"

The abbot saw that Liu Maize's intention was very strong, so he said: "In this way, how about waiting for the old man to calculate a hexagram for the donor, if it is compatible, he will allow the donor to ask?"

When Liu Maize saw the abbot say this, he clasped his hands together, learned the appearance of Zen Buddhism, and said Amitabha!

The abbot said: "Donor, come with me!"

Liu Maize followed the abbot to a meditation room, only to see the abbot take a bunch of yarrow and use the yarrow method to calculate this Liu Maize. After half a day's calculation, the abbot said:

"It seems that you have a fate with the Buddha Gate Fruit, but you can't sit on this mountain after all, but you have a life to travel all over the world! It's just that in one or two decades, you still have a wealth and fortune, what do you want?"

Liu Maize said: "Master, no matter what, the disciple's heart for conversion has been decided, and he only asks the master to fulfill it!"

When the old abbot heard this, he put down the yarrow in his hand and said, "You, since you are a halfway monk and follow the door to the bowl, and you insist on entering my temple, I will shave you." ”

When Liu Mai heard this, he knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, and said, "Thank Master for your mercy and shave your disciples under the lotus platform!"

The old abbot said, "Well, yes. I'll give you a Dharma name, if it is according to your life of being a monk along the door of the dervish, it is not bad to call it "halfway dervish", but unfortunately these four words cannot be used as a Dharma name.

It's okay, from now on, you will be in the Zen forest, but you will not leave Hongchen, you must finally understand that although Hongchen is good, it is not the hometown of your long-term love. In this temple, you happen to be the same generation as Minghui and them, so as a teacher, I will give you a Dharma name, just call it 'Mingchen'. ”

So Mingchen thanked the master. Since then, Master Mingchen has begun his spiritual life in the old temple of the Li family.

This Master Mingchen soon discovered that when he held the bowl in his hand, he made his heart feel comfortable, and after a long time, he did not hold the bowl in his hand, but felt uncomfortable. Therefore, wherever he went, he often carried a bowl, and the people called him the dervish monk.

One day, the old abbot said to the dervishes: "Mingchen, you have been in this temple for three months now. There is not enough incense in the temple, and the teacher has already calculated that you should be a dervish in the world, so it is better for you to go down the mountain. ”

Mingchen said: "Master, thank you for your mercy and saving your disciple's life. Since there is not enough incense in the temple now, the disciples have turned into a fate since the current mountain to solve the dilemma in our temple. ”

So the master and apprentice parted, and the dervishes took the bowl and went to Lijia Town at the foot of the mountain.

This dervishes monk wears a hundred Na, the fate of thousands of families, down the mountain, not directly into Lijia Town, but to a village outside Lijia Town, this village, called Nanxiao Li Village. The dervishes entered Xiaoli Village, along the door of the dervishes, to a family, the family is quite wealthy in the village, the head of the household is surnamed Li, named Li Yunwan.

Li Yunwan's family is making a celebration to celebrate the first birthday of his eldest son Li Shijian, and he is catching it for the week.

Li Yun got a son in his old age, and he had two sons in the first half of the year, so he was naturally very happy. On the day of the eldest son's arrest of Zhou, it is naturally a feast for relatives and friends.

At this time, the relatives and friends of the Li family gathered in a room, and they all watched this little man catch Zhou.

Relatives and friends put a lot of things in a basket, although it can't be said that there is anything, but all common things, naturally there are everything. But the little man was indifferent.

All relatives and friends coaxed: "Catch, catch......"

But the little man remained indifferent.

When one of the relatives and friends threw a small peachwood sword toy, the little man moved and grabbed the little sword.

All relatives and friends said: "Ouch, this kid is going to follow the way of martial arts in the future!"

Li Yunwan is also very happy, as the saying goes, the poor are rich and martial.

Among all relatives and friends, there is one who seems to be quite knowledgeable, and this person is the grandfather of the villain Li Shijian. Just listen to this grandfather said:

"If a person practices martial arts, if he really succeeds, he has to supplement it with literary affairs, I wonder if my grandson is interested in the way of literary affairs. ”

As soon as this grandfather said this, the grandmother said: "Old man, what are you talking nonsense? You have been a literacy teacher all your life, and what have you become? Your grandson is only one year old, and you have a lot of literary and military affairs, what is it?"

We have always said that a child's name is cheap, so it is easy to raise him, you listen to the name his father gave him, cheap, how good, the name is cheap, this is easy to raise up!"

When the grandfather heard this, he mocked his own mother-in-law: "I said you, you have been illiterate all your life, and you are making jokes, our grandson is called Li Shijian, the poetry of poetry, and the sword of the sword! ”

When the grandmother heard this, she argued strongly: "It doesn't matter what kind of cheapness it is, as long as the name is cheap, it will be easy to raise it!"

When the grandmother said this, the grandfather had already taken a book out of his bosom and threw it in the basket.

It turned out that this grandfather, as a literacy teacher, liked to read some absurd and strange books of modern and ancient legends, and what was thrown in the basket at this time was actually a fantasy novel, called "Two Worlds of Cultivating Immortals".

This grandfather threw this book in the basket, that is, it represented the way of "literature". In his opinion, his grandson, who has already grabbed the little sword in his hand, may not come to grab this book.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the book was thrown down, it was grabbed by the little man.

When my grandfather saw this, he laughed and said, "Okay! In the future, my grandson will be both civil and military!"

Speaking of which, because Li Yunwan has a wife and a concubine, this Li Shijian has two grandfathers. Just now, this is the father of his biological mother, let's call him Li Shijian's grandfather. This grandfather is 73 years old this year.

It is rare for a person to live for 70 years, this person has such a long life, and he is so spiritual, just because he was originally born in Confucianism and is a disciple of Confucianism in his country.

Li Shijian's grandfather watched his grandson catch Zhou today, so he started to think about it, looking at the situation of catching Zhou, his grandson will have to be trained well in the future. So after he waited for this matter, he asked his old friend to let his grandson Li Shijian worship under Confucianism.

Unexpectedly, half a year later, the second son of the Li family arrested Zhou, and he was like his eldest brother. This time, another father-in-law was happy, so he was emotionally intelligent and asked Li Shijian's grandfather to let his two brothers worship under Confucianism.

So, when Li Shijian and the two brothers were eight years old, the Li family sent him to practice Confucianism in their country. After eight years, until Li Yunwan died, the two brothers Li Shijian left the sect and went home for funeral.

This is a later story, only to say that on that day, the Li family was doing a festive thing, and a guest from the main family said: "Li Weng, there are monks who come to turn their fate." ”

When the master heard this, he was in a happy mood, and when he saw the dervishes coming to his home, he said: "There is only a big Li temple in the south of our Li family's big mountain nearby, and there is a small Li Nunnery in the back mountain. ”

So the master was not stingy, not only gave up a meal, but also gave him a large ingot of silver.

The dervishes saw that this was a wealthy family to catch his son Zhou, and he couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart, touching the scene, thinking of his own little stick, he immediately took the bowl, and went to Daxing Village, Sanhua Town, at the junction of Ping'an Prefecture and Dahu Prefecture, all the way.

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