The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

After a couple of sentences, the Founder went straight to the topic: "Zhenguang Xiaguang, Founder wants to ask the Zen Master something."

"If the Founder abbot asks, if the poor monk knows, he must know everything." Master Xiaguang laughed.

After Founder thought about it, he asked, "There is a river in the southwest of the mountain. The river is wide. What river is that?"

"That is the Dongjiang River, which originates from the Changbai Mountains. It is a confluence of several rivers. It is the widest place, but it will eventually converge in the Songhua River. Master Founder, what do you ask?" Master Xiaguang was also curious.

Founder asked again, "Did Dongjiang have been flooded in recent years?"

"Flood?" Master Xia Guang was lost in thought, and only a moment later looked up: "It hasn't happened in recent years, but there was a flood there 20 years ago, and the flood engulfed several villages. But the government already warned in advance, The people were removed, and the damage was not significant. "

"Can someone drown?" Founder continued to ask.

"That's too much. Every year, people go swimming without listening to the advice, and many people leave every year. Amitabha ..." Speaking of this, Master Xia Guang couldn't help but announce a Buddhist chant.

Founder nodded and said, "Master Xiaguang, look at this."

Founder handed the leaflet to Master Xia Guang, and then told everything he saw to Zen Master. Finally, he asked, "Mr. Zen can have an impression on this person? If the poor monk reads correctly, he should live here not far. Right place. "

However, what made Fang Zheng helpless was that Master Xia Guang shook his head and said, "The poor monk is always enlightening on the Dharma, and there are not many opportunities to go out and walk around. The poor monk you said does not have any impression, and the donor Ruan Hai made trouble Son, this matter has been spreading for a long time, and no one has heard of him. Maybe he didn't come to the temple before ... the girl in this portrait, the poor monk did not have any impression. "

When Founder heard it, it was a bit difficult. The last flood was 20 years ago. So long ago, even if a relative of Ruan Hai was killed in the flood, it wouldn't be 20 years. Now, 80% of Ruan Hai's daughter was drowned by the water, or she was dead.

That's why Ruan Hai went to the water to search, and sent a leaflet on the shore to find someone ... This explanation can explain it.

Coming out of Master Xiaguang's abbot's room, Fang Zheng scratched his bald head, and he found that it was really a little troublesome. He knows too little about Ruan Hai, and Ruan Hai himself can express too little, which is indeed a problem.

At this time, the red baby ran over and pointed at the sky, "Master, it's getting late, shouldn't you take me to a good meal?"

Fangzheng remembered this, and yesterday he promised to bring the red baby to eat the Buddhist meals of the Buddhist scriptures. Founder wanted to see if this guy with a mouth really likes this kind of food. If he likes, one Zhiji Temple can save a lot of food every year, so Founder laughs: "This is simple, go, take you to dinner for the teacher!"

After that, Founder couldn't help laughing.

When I came to Zhaitang, a monk arrived and ate quietly.

Founder let the red baby sit down and went to make two dishes and a soup for the red baby in person, a large bowl of rice, and then smiled and put everything in front of the red baby.

The red child said unpleasantly, "Master, aren't you ignorant of the apprentice's ability? It is enough to order such a meal!"

The kindness and kindness said: "Be pure, eat. If not enough, I will give you a meal."

The red child looked at Fang Zhengdao suspiciously, "Master, your expression reminds me of an animal."

"What animal?" Founder asked.

"Old fox," Red Baby said.

Founder: "..."

The red baby looked at the empty table in front of Fang and asked, "Master, do you want to eat?"

Founder folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, how many rice **** are there in the zen room. If you do n’t eat them anymore, it will be broken. It is a shame to waste. I ’ll eat the remaining rice **** as a teacher. rest."

"Master, why are you so unbelieving?" Red boy still didn't move his chopsticks.

Founder was speechless. As a master, he became like this. His apprentices did not believe it, and it was probably no one.

But the red baby said no matter how much he still wanted to eat, he was also curious, this dish looks ok, green, white rice, really so bad? Then the red baby dropped chopsticks ...

Founder's eyes lit ...

The red baby took a bite, only felt that the taste of the rice in his mouth was okay. After another bite, the red baby turned and ran out.

Founder faintly said: "Pure mind, waste of shame, you waste a sip and read the scripture for the teacher for one night."

The red baby's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and he sat back with a sad look, staring at the Founder with his cheeks, and said, "Master, are you deliberate, are you? Is there such a master as you? Special apprentice!"

Founder turned his eyes and said, "I did n’t pit you for the teacher. You drank it for food. Today you are not active and you forget it for the teacher. Okay, be pure, do n’t talk so much, hurry up Eat, finish, and go to bed early. "

"I ..." The red baby was very scolding, but considering the gap in strength, he gave up decisively, lowered his head, and looked at the food in front of him. He wanted to cry!

"You, the teacher, you have a lot of food, so don't give you a bit more?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

The red baby hurriedly lowered his head to eat, but couldn't beat him, he couldn't even see it.

In fact, fast food is not so unpalatable, but with contrast, it becomes unpalatable. It seems that many people are accustomed to the delicate fish meat of wild river fish, and then eat the forage fish.

On the way back.

"You child, run slowly!" Founder trot all the way, but the red child ran faster.

"No!" Red Baby called out without looking back.

"Slow me! Don't be more than a teacher! Hey, you're running faster and faster, you need to make a big effort for the teacher!" Fang Zheng cried his teeth, and hurry up, the red baby will hurry up, this stinky boy Running so fast, of course, Founder knows what abacus he plays! This is to run back and get him a pot to clean up! How can this be done? Founder also pointed to those rice **** to live for the past two days!

"Master, can't you hang?" Hong Baer walked behind Fang Zheng with an aggrieved expression, shouting unwillingly.

"No," Fang Zheng answered without hesitation.

The red child looked at this increasingly thick-faced Master and rolled his eyes ... Heart said: "Why did the Bodhisattva find me such a wonderful Master! Those high monks of others either turn around to understand the Dharma regardless of the secular world, or spend a lot of time drinking fake monks , But the one in front of me ... Compassion and compassion for others come, compassion for others is more than mercy; playing rogue, bear child than bear child ... "