The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Su Yun grinned, and put a small basin of water on the ground. The lone wolf hurried over and drank. The tongue was there, licking and licking the water, the voice was not low.

Su Yun was busy cooking and went to the kitchen. For a while, there was a kind-faced Founder in the living room, and a cold-faced Lu Hui with a frown on his face. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

After sitting for a while, Lu Hui finally spoke: "Little monk, did you just come downstairs to watch the game? You were there yesterday, too?"

Founder nodded slightly: "Poor monks are indeed there."

"Do you have time to eat Zhai and Buddha, what kind of game do you want to watch?" Lu Hui sneered. In his opinion, the little monk in front of him is probably a fake monk. Even if he is a real monk, he is obviously a confiscated monk. Run to see the game?

Founder smiled: "The poor monk is going down the mountain this time to look at the world and look at the different ways of life. The court is also a kind of life. If you are interested, you must look at it, not to mention that the real wonderful is often not on the court. "

"Oh? Then I'm curious. The wonderful one is not on the court. Where is that?" Lu Hui asked Fang Zheng with a bit of interest and asked curiously.

Founder said profoundly: "Naturally it is outside the court, inside the human heart."

Lu Hui hesitated, then said a little dissatisfied: "Are you saying that I shouldn't take them away? You know that fart!"

Founder shook his head and said, "How is the donor, and what is it to do with the poor monk?"

Lu Hui suddenly said: "What do you mean?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said nothing. Lu Hui looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously. He didn't understand what medicine was sold in this little monk's gourd.

At this moment, Su Yun came out with vegetables, all vegetables, no meat, it seems that their family situation is not too good. Su Yundao: "Nothing, don't blame the little mage."

Founder quickly got up and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, the donor can give the poor monk a bite to eat, which is already a great grace. How can the poor monk blame him?"

Su Yun was happily going to the backyard to prepare for another trip.

Fang Zheng just sat down and Lu Hui said: "Many monks have seen a lot this year, but many have been arrested by the police. I heard that Buddhism is divided into Mahayana and Mahayana, Mahayana Buddhism, Mahayana Buddhism, and Mahayana Buddhism Without fate, Theravada Buddhism fate, can this happen? Little monk, you are Theravada Buddhism? "

This series of questions clearly shows that Lu Hui still has some knowledge of Buddhism, and it is tit-for-tat, sharp-edged, pointing straight to the Founder. Mahayana Buddhism is the mainstream in China. If it is regarded as Mahayana Buddhism, it has a feeling of being despised. At least, people think so. Of course, in the eyes of the monk ...

Founder Dao: "The donor, Buddhism is multiplied by size, but Buddhism has no distinction between high and low. Whether it is crossing people or crossing oneself, it makes a good person in this world. Why is it good or bad? As for the poor monks, A poor monk believes in a Buddha and does not distinguish between Mahayana and Mahayana. As long as he is right, the poor monk believes.

As for Huayuan, Huayuan also has the rules of Huayuan, as it is called:

No change at noon, no money, no more than seven.

If so, if it doesn't.

Sit on an empty belly and want to go to the ancestors and save yourself. "

"Believe in Buddha? What kind of Buddha do you believe in?" Lu Hui wanted to test it.

Founder pointed to his own mind: "Heart Buddha, Self Buddha, Heaven and Earth Buddha."

"What kind of Buddha is this?" Lu Hui stunned.

Fang Zhengdao: "Everyone can become a Buddha when you see sex. Why not believe in yourself, faith, and the good in all things? Poor monk, please be ashamed of your heart, and have merits in heaven and earth. It is so-called: how to be a Buddha in your heart Buddha?"

Lu Hui looked at Fang Zheng like a monster. Lu Hui had seen some monks. The monks hanged the Buddha near their mouths, and their mouths were closed to the Buddha. What is it like? See you once! This is simply a monster among Buddhists!

Lu Hui was more curious. She sat upright and her eyebrows opened a lot. "If you say this, 80% of you will be killed by Buddhists."

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "No, Buddha, can accept all the seas, as long as they are right and good, they can be tolerated. The Buddha represents not the words of the family, but the thoughts of the hundred. Everyone has a person in his heart. Buddha, but there is someone who believes in another person's Buddha, that's all. "

"Really won't be excluded?" Lu Hui asked squarely.

Founder wanted to nod, but he hesitated at the thought of pointing at a Zen master. What Founder just said was all that one-finger Zen Master said. At the time, Hongyan Zen Master also said that one-finger Zen Master was an alternative, so he would go away from One Finger Mountain ... The original temple could not bear him.

Thinking of this, Founder sighed: "Not everyone can practice to this step, different thoughts, it is inevitable that there are unpleasant places, avoid it."

Lu Hui heard the words and smiled, and he began to believe that Fang was a true monk, because he found that the monk in front of him, when he spoke, his eyes were extremely clear, without any thoughts, and what he said was from the heart. He was the first time to see such a pure person.

At this time, Su Yun brought another dish and laughed, "What are you talking about? So happy to talk?"

Lu Hui said with a rare smile: "I talked to the mage about some Buddhist matters."

Su Yun looked at Lu Hui in surprise, but she hadn't seen Lu Hui in a long time and smiled. Looking at Fang Zheng, it was more pleasing to the eye! So Su Yun said: "I still have some small dishes at home. I'll make them and you can continue talking."

After speaking, Su Yun left.

Lu Hui looked at Fang Zhengdao: "Master, as far as I know, the Buddhist Association should completely prohibit monks from fate? What do you think about this?"

Founder laughed: "Good thing."

"Uh ... since it's a good thing, why are you fate?" Lu Hui looked at Fang Zheng puzzled.

Fang Zheng looked at Lu Hui with a smile and said, "Door, do you know the difference between benevolence and begging?"

Lu Hui frowned: "It's ... almost."

Founder shook his head and said: "In the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang divided the world into three, six, and nine. Among them, beggars are the tenth and the last. Among the three streams of the three religions, beggars also exist at the end. It can be seen that Chinese people are begging for begging. Despise. Because begging is equal to gaining nothing, so people look down on it. Therefore, after Buddhism entered China, although Chinese people accepted Buddhism, they could not accept begging because of begging.

However, fate and begging are not the same. The purpose of the transformation of the fate does not have to be anything, it is just an excuse for the monks to leave the mountain gate, integrate into the world, and experience the human world. How can one cultivate a bodhicitta when he sees no one in the world? How to become Buddha?

The monks make good fortunes by recruiting and begging for food, so they are called huayuan. Can there be alchemy for alchemy? "