Sitting on incense, morning class, fasting, labor, listening to scriptures, meditating, and falling asleep. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the whole life of a monk in a temple.

Monks should also walk on their feet, and when they walk on their feet, they should beg for food with an almsgiving, and bow their heads to see at ease.

The so-called dervishes begging is what we often call fate.

A real monk holds the "precept of not catching money", and when he turns into a relationship, he only begs for food and does not collect money.

Therefore, looking down at ease means that when walking with your feet, you should walk with your head down, which is not to allow monks to see the world of flowers.

On the way, you should sleep in the wilderness.

The scriptures have a precept that monks can sleep under bridges, under trees, and in tombs, which is not allowed for monks to stay overnight, so as not to disturb the world.

Miao Yin drank rice soup and grew from a baby to a teenager.

He was gifted and intelligent, and by the time he was less than 10 years old, he was able to memorize the scriptures taught by his master.

At the age of sixteen, he became the number one master of the Dharma Academy in the temple.

He has a clever mind, and at the age of twenty, you can be proficient in all kinds of miscellaneous sciences, divination, fortune telling, medical skills, astrology, all of which are proficient, and you don't even know where he learned the Southern Xinjiang Gu Technique.

The master was a little worried, afraid that he would enter the evil sect, but learning Gu art did have a benefit, and since then, the crops in the temple have never caused insect plagues.

When Miao Yin was twenty-six years old, his master passed away, and his uncle took over as abbot.

Miao Yin is erudite and talented, and has been favored by the master since she was a child, and she was inevitably a little arrogant when she was young, and she once offended the current abbot and uncle.

Although everyone in the monks in the temple recited sutras, not everyone had Buddha nature.

Uncle Shi gained great power, and sure enough, he asked Miaoyin to be the fire foreman.

The fire foreman Tuo is just a better person in name, and to put it bluntly, he is a cook guy.

When Master was there, there was one meal a day in the temple, and there was no food after lunch.

Now, Uncle Shi has changed the rules and added a breakfast.

The monk slept very little every day, Miaoyin had to make breakfast for the whole temple, he had to wash rice and pick vegetables before dawn, make a fire to boil porridge, and he couldn't sleep for almost an hour a day.

After eating the vegetables grown by herself in the temple, Miaoyin has to go down the mountain every day to buy vegetables.

Running like this up and down the mountain, fortunately he has a good skill, if he were an ordinary person, he would have been exhausted to death.

Miao Yin often went to the garden of an old farmer to pick vegetables, and the husband and wife were very good to Miao Yin, picking the scales high each time, and stuffing two boiled sweet potatoes in his baggage before Miao Yin left.

After coming and going, the relationship became stronger day by day, and the old people seemed to regard Miaoyin as their son.

That night, when I went down the mountain, the sky was still full of stars, and when I picked up vegetables, it was already cloudy.

When the vegetables were traded, it happened to rain heavily.

The rain is like an arrow, and it can shoot through the earth violently.

Although Miao Yin was worried about going back to the temple to make breakfast, he insisted on leaving, but he was retained by the old couple.

"Little Master, the rain is so heavy, the road up the mountain is slippery, and it's terrible to fall halfway. ”

His wife was persuading him, but the old man simply grabbed Miaoyin's hand: "You are not allowed to go anywhere, just wait for the rain to stop in the old man's house." ”

He pulled Miaoyin into the house, and hurriedly told his wife: "You get a few vegetarian dishes for our grandfather, and I will drink with the little master for a while." ”

Miaoyin really couldn't resist him, and was pushed onto the kang table by him.

The monk can't drink, Miao Yin refused repeatedly, but heard the old man ask: "The wine is made from grain, and it is not killed, why can't the little master drink?"

"Killing, stealing, adultery, and drinking are my Buddha's precepts to the world, and monks dare not break them. ”

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and talked to Miaoyin about Buddhism: "I heard that when the Buddha said that you can't drink alcohol, you are saying that you can't drink drunk, because when people are drunk, there will be a strange taste in their mouths, and they will smoke away the Dharma protectors behind them." ”

As he spoke, the old man poured two glasses of wine, took another puff of smoke, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Little Master, am I right?"

Although what he said was incomplete, it was basically correct, and Miao Yin clasped his hands together and could only nod: "The donor is good at understanding the Dharma, and he will definitely bring immeasurable blessings to his family." ”

"Little Master is young, and his health is so good, if you only drink a glass of wine, you won't get drunk, and the Buddha won't blame you. ”

The old man pushed the wine glass to the bottom of Miaoyin's eyes, gently touched the glass with him, and did it first as a respect.

Miao Yin has no choice but to drink with him.

But there is one thing that Miao Yin thinks wrong, being young has nothing to do with good health, and it really has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol.

Under the persuasion of the old man several times, Miaoyin reluctantly drank three glasses of wine.

The stomach churned like fire, the heartbeat beat like a drum, and the sound was drunk.

He refused to sleep in the old man's bed no matter what, but at this time there was no root under his feet, and he could not go back to the temple.

The rain still didn't stop, and Miao Yin slept in the shed next to the old man's field.

After many days of fatigue and hard work, coupled with the help of drunkenness, Miaoyin slept soundly.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he saw a female bodhisattva lying beside him.

The female bodhisattva's voice was gentle, gently biting Miao Yin's ear: "Little Master, from the first time I saw you, I knew that sooner or later we would have this moment. ”

The female bodhisattva's hand was very soft, and she gently removed Miaoyin's clothes and pants and touched Miaoyin's whole body.

Although Miao Yin knows the precepts by heart, it is also the body of Fang Gang, coupled with the wine chaos of the Buddha's heart, the Bodhisattva is gentle, and the lust is poured out, and it can no longer be cleaned up.

In the dream, Miao Yin indulged once, lingered with the female Bodhisattva, and did something shameful that could not be said.

When I woke up from a dream, it was like a world away.

Looking down, the bed was messy.

Smell between your fingers, and the rouge is fragrant.

The mind is moving, and there is no one around.

If everything is true, who is the woman?

If everything is false, how can you not be indifferent?

Miaoyin put on the monk's robe in a panic, didn't dare to stay for a while, and returned to the temple in the dark and rain, and even forgot to take the green vegetables.

I have been alone for a long time, and I have been thinking about it for many days, but I can't tell if everything is true or false?

The days are still the same, and Miaoyin still goes to the old man's garden to catch vegetables.

I've never seen it again, the female bodhisattva in my dreams.

Maybe it's just a spring dream, so that the Buddha can joke about it.

Until one day, Miao Yin came to the old man's house.

At this time of the day, the old man was already waiting in the garden, but today there is no one in sight, could it be that something happened at home?

Miao Yin was about to call the door when she heard a quarrel coming from the house, the sigh of the old man and the indignation of the young woman.

The monk listened through the door and already understood a rough idea.

The woman was the daughter of the old man, and the old man married her to a rich family in the county as a concubine.

When she first got married, she was still pampered, but the rich family took a few concubines one after another, and the old man's daughter was left out in the cold.

Not only was he snubbed, but once he provoked a rich man, he would be slapped by him.

The daughter couldn't stand being raised as an animal by others anymore, so in a fit of anger, she asked the rich family for a letter of resignation, and ran home without a penny.

"If there is no room for me at home, I will shave my hair and become a nun!"

The woman kicked open the door and saw Miao Yin standing in front of the door.

Miao Yin suddenly shed a cold sweat, this woman was actually the female Bodhisattva of that night!