Learn from Fahai: Break the vows and become stronger

Wuzhou is a big city, naturally there will be no shortage of stalls selling all kinds of food.

Myoko is targeting a steaming bun stall with a steaming cage with the smell of meat spraying from the nose.

Meat buns!

Miaokong only felt that saliva began to secrete, and with one hand on his chest and the other hand holding the bowl, he was ready to step forward to turn into a fate.

But halfway through, Miaokong suddenly stopped.

There are peers who are ahead of the curve!

And this peer . .

Miaokong’s eyes trembled, thought about it, and stood quietly on the sidelines to watch.

That peer was a ragged one… Monks?

The reason for the question mark is because the image of this monk is really unpleasant.

A tattered hundred clothes, the arms that leaked outside were dark and black, and his face was the same.

The only thing that can prove the identity of the monk is a monk’s hat with oil stains and unidentified stains.

The patched monk’s hat was worn crookedly on the head, revealing a scalp on the back of the head, not a bald head, but a thin layer of hair, I don’t know if it was shaved cleanly, or it grew later?

This monk stood in front of the bun stall, staring closely at the meat buns, shaking the tattered fan with one hand, and wiping his body casually with the other.

“Boss, come with a meat bun.”

The mad monk came up, asked with a hippie smile, touched his chest, took out a penny and threw it on the table, and then went to pick up the meat buns.

The boss fanned his nose in disgust, looked at the mad monk, and said in disgust: “Go and go!” Where are the crazy people who still want to buy minced meat buns for a penny? ”

“If you don’t sell it, you won’t sell it…”

The mad monk muttered, took the hand open on the bun, picked up his penny by the way, and shook it to leave.

The stall owner looked straight.

Because on the bun touched by which mad monk, five black finger prints are in plain sight.

“Eh! Come back! Just sell it to you! ”

The boss sighed in self-admity and thought that he was unlucky, this bun is now disgusted by dogs even if he is afraid of it.

“That’s right!”

The monk happily retreated, throwing money in one hand and holding buns in the other, not too hot, and ate happily at that time.

The stall owner put away the penny very unhappily, looked at the mad monk with a mouth full of oil, and joked: “You monk, eat meat on the street, aren’t you afraid that the Buddha will blame?” ”

“Eh! The benefactor did not know that the wine and flesh passed through the intestines, and the Buddha remained in his heart. ”

The mad monk waved his hand casually, ate the buns in his hand in three or two bites, and pouted his fingers nonchalantly.

“It turned out to be so…”

The stall owner was stunned, he never expected that this crazy and dirty smelly monk could say such a thing.

I always felt that it was wrong, but I felt that it was very reasonable, and I was silent for a while.

“Wine and flesh pass through the intestines, and the Buddha remains in his heart.”

“There is a great Zen in this saying! But…”

At this time, a clear but immature voice suddenly came, not loud, but like Hong Zhong Da Lu, it sounded in the ears of the stall owner.

He subconsciously looked over, only to see a young monk in white walking slowly, looking at him with crystal clear eyes, with a solemnity that did not match his age.

The young monk approached and continued to speak.

“If the world learns from me, it will be like falling into the path of demons!”

“Don’t benefactor!”

As if struck by lightning, the stall owner was full of cleverness, came to his senses, hurriedly clasped his hands together, and saluted the young monk.

“Thank you Master for waking up!”

The mad monk looked at the meticulous, solemn, light and handsome young monk with interest, and smiled, showing his mouth full of yellow teeth.

“Interesting little monk.”

The young monk is none other than Miaokong.

Wine and flesh pass through the intestines, the Buddha has left it in his heart, it is simple to say, it sounds simple, but the truth contained in it is not what ordinary people think.

Miaokong did not speak, but saluted the monk properly, and then held the bowl in his hand, looked at the stall owner, and said: “Donor, the little monk is swimming here, hungry in his belly, ask the donor to turn a part of the fate.” ”

The stall owner hurriedly picked up a few buns and respectfully put them into the bowl.

“It is a blessing for the villain that the mage is willing to be worshipped by the villain.”

Mioko thanked him again, then turned and left.

The monk stared at Miaokong’s back with interest.

“Ahhh! Bad thing! ”

“That bun is meat!”

“Mage! Little mage! ”

The stall owner shouted in panic at this time, but the crowd was so weaving, and the shadow of the young monk could still be seen there?

And when he came to his senses, the mad monk who was still in front of him disappeared.

……

That person is Jiji, right?

There should be no one else except him….

Miaokong lowered his head, holding the bowl in his hand, and his mind was spinning.

No matter, eat the buns first!

Miaokong stared at the three big meat buns with round white flowers in the bowl, vaguely wiped the saliva at the corners of his mouth, found a small alley and slipped in.

Sitting down casually, Miaokong picked up a meat bun, sniffed the meat fragrance that had been absent for fifteen years, and took a big bite of it!

The full gravy filled the mouth, and Miaokong closed his eyes and savored it.

Before I knew it, I finished eating one.

Myoko picked up the second one, lowered his head and took another big bite.

In front of him, suddenly there was an extra shadow.

The monk in a tattered robe stood in front of Miaokong, looking down at him with a grin.

Before Miaokong could react, the mad monk asked with a smile: “You little monk, you still said that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha’s heart remains, and if the world learns from me, it will be like entering the path of demons.” ”

“But how do you learn now?”

Miaokong’s mouth was stuffed with buns, and of course he muttered: “The little monk is a monk, not a world. ”

[Changing concepts, slandering Buddha’s teachings, committing false precepts]

[Reward: Root bone +1].

The monk was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed heartily.

“Interesting! Interesting! Whose little monk are you? It’s so interesting! ”

Miaokong swallowed the second big bun, stood up and said respectfully: “The little monk Jinshan Temple is hosted, and Miaokong, a disciple under the seat of Fahai Zen Master, has seen the master. ”

“The old monk is not a master, but a Yunyou monk who eats a hundred family meals.”

The mad monk waved his hand with a smile, sat next to Miaokong, and was not polite, picked up the only meat bun left in Miaokong, and began to eat happily.

Miaokong didn’t block it, but he was a little stunned.

What about my rewards?

Where did the reward for breaking the meat ring for the first time go?

Miaokong rummaged through the system interface, and apart from a little bone rise just now, there was no other reward at all.

And so on….

Myoko suddenly thought of something….

He stared at the half-pulled meat bun in the monk’s hand.

This special meow is three pure meat! It’s still the three pure meat from the fate! It’s not a broken vow at all!