Chapter 42 The Monk
The old Taoist was running at an amazing speed. Yun Zheng and Miss Liang saw only a strong back. They couldn't help but look at each other, obediently sat back back to their car, and continued to walk up the mountain.
At the end of the trail is a small temple. The plaque on the temple gate says Baiyun Zen Temple, Xiao Wugen, Miss Lin, and four or five gorgeously dressed boys, looking at Yun Zheng slowly walking over in a popular manner.
"It's my little sister who is greedy for the scenery on the road and delays her trip. Brother Yun Shi is here late. Please don't blame me." Liang Qi helped Yun Zheng block it for a while, looked back at Yun Zheng, with a look you know.
Yun Zheng was so alert in his heart that what is this woman going to do? In this way, those rich young masters didn't hate him anymore. One of the rich young masters in green clothes was about to speak, but Xiao Wugen replied coldly: "Since everyone is here, let's go to see Master Wugou together. I hope we can receive the gift from the old Zen master this year."
When Yun Zheng entered the door, he realized that they wanted incense and candles. It was obvious that they were going to worship Buddha. Only he had his hands empty-handed. Miss Lin glanced at Yun Zheng and stepped into the temple gate first. Yun Zheng vaguely felt that this woman seemed to be hostile to him, and this feeling was wonderful.
"Don't you plan to burn incense when you enter the temple?" Liang Qi asked Yun Zheng with a smile.
"A petal of heart fragrance is enough, why do you need these troubles?" Yun Zheng's answer was powerful, and then he dragged Yun Er and bacon into the temple and traveled for a while. Who stipulated that he must worship Buddha?
Baiyun Temple is not big, and it can even be called exquisite. It has only one main hall, which is dedicated to the Great Sun Tathagata. There are more than a dozen bamboo buildings around it, with blue-gray clouds passing through the hall, like a fairyland.
"The green pine circles, the white clouds are lingering, and there is green water in front of them, and then the bamboo practices in such a holy realm, so you will definitely be able to overcome Samyaksambodhi." Xiao Wugen held a round fan and kept tapping on his hands. He didn't know who he learned this action, so he seemed a little unfamiliar. He must have started practicing in Dousha County.
I don’t know where this guy is elegant. He is not good at making a fool of himself. He doesn’t see the monk’s face turning blue and trembling. The little monk’s snot and flowing nose is hungry. This is clearly caused by cold and hunger. The white clouds are leisurely? It will definitely be good to stay inside for a while to pretend to be a god. If clouds and mist enter the bamboo building while sleeping, the taste will definitely be unforgettable for all life. There are probably only Yunda, Yuner and Bagu.
Seeing that Yun Er wanted to refute, Yun Dayi picked up Yun Er and walked through the hall to the back mountain first. He heard that there was a large area of grass there, which was a good place to go for a walk.
Before he arrived at the grassland, the fragrance of wine came first. When he turned around the bamboo forest, he found a fat monk leaning on a small short table with his chest exposed and chewing a large piece of meat. A Taoist priest sat upright, sitting there with a tall figure, like a mountain, holding a leg in his hand. Yun Zheng thought it was a dog leg. The two of them ate a bite of meat and drank a big bowl of wine, which seemed very happy.
Not only Yun Zheng was stunned, but even Xiao Wugen and Miss Liang Qilin were also stunned. Only Yun Er giggled and rushed over, politely sang a fat promise to the two people who were eating meat and drinking. The monk was also an interesting person. He took out a piece of dog meat from the crock pot next to him and put it in front of Yun Er, indicating that he would eat together.
Yun Er was not polite at all. He lay on the table and held the dog meat and chewed it. After chewing it for a few bites, he took out his small bowl and asked the monk for wine to drink.
"Interesting, interesting. On weekdays, monks eat vain. Today, the monk is eaten by two people," the monk clapped and laughed, pouring some wine into Yun Er's small bowl.
Liang Qi asked Yun Da: "Is your brother okay? Can he drink?"
"It's okay, three or two bowls are not a big problem!" Since someone in his family has already gone up to eat for free, it's hard for him to go up again. Liang Qi saw Yun Zheng's reluctance and said to him, "Do you know who the monk sitting opposite him is?"
"I am just a monk. Will I become a Taoist priest?" Seeing the three of them drinking and eating meat, Yun Zheng found that he was also a little greedy, because one monk, one Taoist and one young child were very happy to eat and drink.
The two were talking in a low voice, but they didn't expect that the monk's ears were very sharp. After hearing Yun Zheng's judgment on him, they were very happy and said at the top of their voice: "The little baby is right. The monk Wugou was originally named Wugu. He used to think that he would be able to travel through the world of the world without touching the body. Who would have thought that after entering the world, Wugu would become Wugu. The Buddha's will not be able to escape without filling the Wugu. The monk is a monk and cannot become a Taoist priest."
Xiao Wugen was unwilling to let Yun Zheng take away his limelight, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "The student once heard Zen Master Zhiming from Randeng Temple in the mansion city say that the only person in Buddhism in Shu can get the third taste, that is, you, Master, so today the student came to ask the Zen Master again for advice, and asked the Zen Master to give me some advice."
The fat monk Wugou laughed and smeared the oil on his hand on his big belly, looked at the young man and woman in front of him and said, "If you want to listen to the knowledge of Piaohua, you have to pay the corresponding price. Here is the knowledge, where is the money for the money for the oil?"
Seeing the Wugou monk patted his big belly and asked the young man for money for indulgence and oil, Yun Zheng whispered to Liang Qi: "Are you cheated by him every year?"
Liang Qi gave Yun Zheng a blank look and clapped his hands. Immediately, two maids came over with a plate of copper coins and cloth, and placed them in front of the monk Wugou. The other young men and women also put down the gifts, and placed them all over the floor, including Xiao Wugen's gifts, the most precious.
The monk Wugou frowned and sighed, "Year is worse than one year." Suddenly, he found Yun Zheng standing by with empty hands and asked curiously: "Where is your gift? Do you don't want to know the Avenue?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said, "It is said that after Hongjun transformed into heaven and earth, there were three thousand great ways passed down. The boy was blessed and had no chance of the great ways. It would be fine if he didn't listen. It was enough to just offer one petal of my heart to sit down by my Buddha."
As soon as this statement was spoken, the unworthy intention in Xiao Wugen's eyes became even stronger, and the other young men and women were also unknowingly far away from Yun Zheng.
Wugou smiled and looked at Yun Zheng seriously for the first time. He pointed to Yun Er who was already a little drunk and asked him: "Is this your brother?"
Yun Zheng frowned and carried Yun Er over and put it into the bacon basket and said, "It was his younger brother who was unable to do anything."
"He has wisdom, how about giving up being a novice monk with me?"
"You have been a monk for so many years and are already stupid." Yun Zheng is already a little angry. People say that monks in the Song Dynasty are domineering, but they didn't expect that they would actually live today.
Chapter completed!