Museum of Demons

Yuanjue quickly connected Wei Yuan's phone.

Although a little surprised Wei Yuan contacted him suddenly, but Yuan Jue was obviously in a good mood.

The two chatted a little bit on the phone, but because the matter was a bit complicated and it was difficult to make it clear on the phone, Wei Yuan suggested that he should find a way to meet and have a chat. Yuanjue happily agreed and returned it to Wei Yuan. Sharing a geographic location, the two agreed to meet at seven o'clock in the evening.

At seven o'clock in the night, Wei Yuan rode a shared bicycle to the place on time.

It's just that he didn't expect that the place in front of him was such a scene.

The open-air shed, the burning smoke, the tables put together, the noisy sound, the crisp sound of the collision of beer bottles, here is a night market of a barbecue stall, dressed in gray monk clothes, full of muscles The bald monk, among a bunch of people eating barbecue, is really too eye-catching.

An incandescent lamp hung under the ceiling, shining on that head, brightly.

Yuanjue opened his eyes, saw Wei Yuan, and greeted loudly:

"Wei donor, here, the poor monk is here!"

No, you don't need to speak, your physique and hairstyle are like fireflies in the crowd, you can't ignore them at all.

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head and laughed, walked over and sat in front of Yuanjue, looked left and right, with a strange look on his face, and said:

"Unexpectedly, Master Yuanjue's appointment was a barbecue stall..."

Yuanjue smiled heartily, and said: "No one has a rule that the monk is not allowed to come here."

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Of course not. There are people drinking and eating meat all around. I am worried that you will feel uncomfortable."

Yuanjue folded his hands together and said with a smile: "The poor monks eat the poor monks, and they eat theirs."

"It's good to have fun without disturbing each other."

"Besides, the precepts are used to restrain oneself, and others are willing to do what others do."

"If you have to ask others to listen to your own thoughts, you can’t eat it if you don’t eat meat. If you don’t eat this meat, others can’t eat it; this is not a precept. I read a book recently and saw a sentence Doing to others, in fact, after thinking about it, don't do to others what you want."

"I am myself, and others are others."

"and so…"

Yuanjue smiled and put the menu in front of Wei Yuan, and said triumphantly:

"I'm paying my salary today, and I'll treat you, Wei Shizhu, watch what you want to eat."

"I'll just order my own food."

Wei Yuan didn't refuse, and ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Yuan Jue raised his hand and proficiently spit out a series of nouns from his mouth, saying:

"Boss, let's have ten skewers of vegetarian chicken, ten skewers of shiitake mushrooms, ten skewers of enoki mushrooms. The enoki mushrooms should be spicy with millet, but no garlic. Then there will be twenty skewers of roasted beans, one eggplant in tin foil, and three roasts. Good scones, sprinkle with chili seedlings, cut them into small pieces and serve them up."

"By the way, two more bottles of Chalet Fruit Beer."

"It's iced, it's iced."

He lifted the robes of the monk's robe and ran over to pick up two bottles of iced fruit beer, saying it was fruit beer, but in fact it was only added with hops, without a bit of degree, Yuanjue took advantage of the situation and broke the bottle cap on the fruit beer with his fingers. He handed Wei Yuan a bottle, and said with embarrassment: "This thing has no degree, it's not a drink."

Wei Yuan joked and said, "There is no alcohol level, it is also called fruit beer, so you can drink it?"

"If the vegetarian diet is made like a meat dish, is it considered a relapse, or is it not relapsed?"

Yuanjue put his clothes down and folded his hands together, saying, "Does the chief test the poor monk?"

He thought for a while, and said: "That depends on what the precepts were made. Drinking is forbidden. It is because drinking is messy and delirious, so you can’t drink; it’s forbidden to eat meat, or in other words, the original precepts. It means that you cannot eat unclean meat, that is, you cannot kill yourself for the sake of eating it, rather than prohibiting appetite."

"In life, there are dangers everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall into a karma. When you see someone accidentally falling down the mountain, you will definitely hold him and show him the right way. If you don’t listen, just use the precepts to forbid going there."

"You are not allowed to kill because of your own sex, you can avoid falling into the killing karma;"

"If you don't drink alcohol, you can avoid getting lost in your mind and your mind."

"In fact, monks are required to take the money vow. So, true ascetic monks are not allowed to touch money with their hands, because when they know that money can be obtained so easily, they will give birth to demons in their hearts; they will not allow them. If you meet and talk with the female donor alone, you can't take the initiative to show off your magical powers."

"In some branch sects, you can pull the monk to tell you the scriptures, but after the lecture, he won't accept your charity, because he tells you the scriptures, not what you want to give him. ."

"Why is it called a donor, a donor, because people are willing to give something to eat with kindness, rather than holding a box to ask for money. This is wrong. It should not be used to confuse people to get money with magical powers, let alone Exchange the wisdom of Buddhist scriptures for money."

Yuanjue sighed and said: "Buddhas walk on the path of asceticism, just like walking on a suspended bridge. There are winds from all directions. When will they be as peaceful as the earth and the eight winds will not move, can they maintain a Buddha's mind. In the final analysis, The rules are only the restraints of foreign objects. The ancestors are thinking hard, blocking the places that will cause you to go the wrong way, and forcing you to go the right way."

"When you truly understand the core of the precepts, then there is no such thing as precepts without precepts. In the end, the mountain is still a mountain. This kind of realm is very high. In the Confucian school, it is the legendary saying that you can do whatever you want without exceeding the rules. …"

The monk bit a piece of fish tofu that is completely free of fish, and sincerely thanked this thing for being so cheap that it was too cheap to add a little bit of fish, and said vaguely: "So, I feel more and more that, in fact, every family has different kinds of fish. Those seniors who walk will eventually come to the last step, reaching the same goal by different routes."

"That realm is called an enlightened person in Buddhism, a saint in Confucianism, a giant in Mohism, and perhaps a celestial master in Taoism. The principles are always there. Someone will always find them and describe them in words, but this does not mean It is these sages who created such a realm."

"They describe it in words, just to teach it to ordinary people."

"So the buddha enemies fooled ordinary people and said that offering to monks has great merit, because they can preserve the wisdom and Dharma, I can go to you!"

"The Dharma is there, whether there is a monk who is offered or not, it will not disappear. Besides, if you know that the Dharma is here, you come to get it! Everyone knows that if you have money and don't spend it, it's a bit silly; But you know that Buddhism is a good thing. If you don’t think about it yourself, you still spend money to let a monk who is full of brains show it to you. Is this merit?"

"You don't learn it, he doesn't learn it either. Knock on the wooden fish and recite the Buddhist scriptures, so that stuff is kept?"

Yuanjue sighed, holding the wine bottle in one hand, and taking a big mouthful on her neck, full of regret, full of contemporary Lu Zhi's boldness. Unfortunately, the bottle is filled with fruit beer, or to be more precise, it should be fruit-flavored soda. , Wei Yuan and Yuanjue ate something, Yuanjue touched their belly, and said embarrassedly:

"I have always heard the poor monk saying, "Don't you ask me to come out, do you want me to help?"

Wei Yuan pressed his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

Is it that obvious?

With a helpless smile, he said: "There is indeed something to ask Master Yuanjue."

His voice paused, and he muttered: "There is such a person who puts himself in the most dangerous place in order to protect more ordinary people. He has been struggling for a long, long time, and his soul is broken, and The people he protects are tens of thousands, even millions, or more."

"But his soul is mixed with alien beasts and fierce souls."

"Do you know any way to save him? Or at least one possible way to protect his spirituality."

Yuanjue was astonished, their voices were firmly protected by the spell, they were not leaked out, and they were never known to outsiders. He pondered for a long time and said: "As the poor monk said before, each family and each faction will finally reach the realm. It's similar. What the master of Weiguan said and what he did can almost be called a great wish. In other sects, this is already called the Great Bodhisattva."

"I have a Zen tradition, and I naturally don't believe in what the enemy of Buddha does or do."

"But their practice method is indeed effective, and this cannot be denied."

"Great wish?"

Yuanjue said frankly: "Yes, in the rest of the Buddhism branch, it is said that the Bodhisattva will make a great wish to save all sentient beings."

"In the Pure Land Buddhism, the most well-known great vow sutra is the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original vow sutra"."

Jizo Bodhisattva's original vow...

Wei Yuan muttered in his heart, looked at Yuanjue, and jokingly said: "You call them the enemy of Buddha, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com recommended me the techniques of the enemy of Buddha. This is not considered to be a stone to himself. foot?"

Yuanjue folded his hands together and said, "The poor monk is just to save people."

"Save one's life and win the seventh level of the Buddha."

Wei Yuan only felt that the monk in front of him looked solemn and calm, and his behavior was also magnanimous.

Then Yuanjue geared up again, saying:

"Furthermore, this exercise is the stuff of those buddha enemies, and it's in their nest."

"Why, Master Wei Guan, let's, do you want to give him a vote?!"

Wei Yuan: "..."

He looked at Yuanjue who was eager to try, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Master, your design is broken.

PS: Today's second update...2900 words, thanks to the lord who appreciates the elegance and vulgarity of the water of Canglang, thank you ~ sleep to sleep.