Trying to break the precept but not being able to

Daoran has been waiting for too long to break the prohibition against sexual intercourse.

Originally, they were going to break the precept immediately when they went down the mountain, but who would have thought that they would get together with Nie Zhengyan. This group of people worshiped Dao Ran as a great eminent monk, and they had to dig some wild vegetables to make soup for Dao Ran no matter how tired they were.

With such sincerity, Daoran was embarrassed to say that he wanted to eat their barbecue.

Now that he finally got what he wanted, Daoran couldn't help but pounce on those meat buns.

Daoran quickly walked to the bun shop on the roadside and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the young monk's Buddhist name is Daoran. He came from Jinshan Temple and passed here. I wonder if I can make some vegetarian food?"

Daoran couldn't say buy it because he really had money.

A rich monk refused to be a vegetarian and took the initiative to buy steamed buns. When Fahai found out, he wanted to beat him to death.

So, it can only be alms.

The person who opened the bun shop was a plump and beautiful woman. She glanced at Daoran, and her eyes immediately moved, as if she had all kinds of amorous feelings.

This beautiful woman didn't find it strange. Buddhism pays attention to the method of fate, so monks don't take money with them when they go out. They all rely on this alms.

There is nothing wrong with eating a fast meal if you can eat it. If you can't eat it, you will be hungry, or go to the mountains to find some wild fruits and vegetables to satisfy your hunger.

Moreover, Daoran is so good-looking. The beautiful woman has never seen such a handsome little monk, and it makes her heart beat just to look at him.

"What a handsome young monk. Jinshan Temple is hundreds of miles away from the city of Hangzhou. How come you are traveling alone? Did you break any precepts and was kicked out?"

While talking, the beautiful woman with buns walked up to Dao Ran and touched her two big buns together. Even a blind person could see the charming meaning.

Dao Ran's expression remained unchanged, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the female donor has misunderstood. The young monk was sent to Hangzhou to deliver a message by the master, and he just passed by here to ask for alms."

The beautiful woman almost pressed her body against Dao Ran's body and breathed softly into Dao Ran's ear: "Oh, I wonder what kind of fate you have, little monk? What I sell here are meat buns, but I don't have any vegetarian food for you.

, are you also a flower monk who eats meat and drinks wine? Or is it that you are here to make a marriage?"

That's okay.

Daoran really thinks so.

I came to this meat bun shop originally because I wanted to break the sexual precept, but now that I saw that the meat buns are big and white, I thought it would be a good idea to break the sexual precept at the same time.

But just as he was thinking about how to make this love affair go smoothly, he heard a sour voice coming from the shop: "Widow Sun, where are my buns? Didn't I give you the money? I lost my soul when I saw the handsome little monk, but I didn't

I know that a young pony is not as easy to ride as an old donkey."

Daoran looked inside the bun shop and saw a thin, dark old man sitting in the lobby, tapping his fingers on the table, but his eyes seemed to be glued to the proprietress of the bun shop.

But Widow Sun, who was selling buns, sneered and said: "If I can't kill you old thing, it's none of your business whether I ride a horse or a donkey. Even if I have a thousand people, I won't be able to take your turn."

Daoran screamed inwardly. He once thought he was an experienced driver, but now he can only accept the disadvantage.

However, despite what the boss lady said, she still threw a cage of meat buns in front of the black old man. It seemed that the two of them were at least acquaintances.

Then, the proprietress picked up the steaming white buns and stuffed them into Dao Ran's hand, and said charmingly: "Little monk, we don't have vegetarian buns in the shop, but there may be some Baofeng left in the back room. Do you want to try it?"

"

Daoran really wanted to ask, is this dish serious?

But seeing the expression on the old black man's face that he was about to kill someone, Daoran felt that now was not the time to be a tauren, so he had better take a bite of meat first.

"Amitabha, how dare this young monk have so many demands when he is away from home. Buddhism also has a saying about the Three Pure Bodies. As long as you don't see killing, don't hear killing, and don't kill for me, it's fine. If it troubles the female donor, it is the young monk's fault.

." Daoran replied.

[Speaking without telling the truth, showing false feelings, and committing falsehoods constitutes a violation of the precept of lying.]

[Activate your Ring-breaking Monk talent, and your charm +1.]

It was this damn charm again, which made Dao Ran feel unhappy, but Widow Sun had already handed the bun over with a charming smile, and took the initiative to touch Dao Ran's hand.

Daoran didn't care about being taken advantage of, so he couldn't wait to take a bite of the bun.

The meat juice spreads, the taste is rich, and the saltiness is moderate. It is simply delicious on earth, and it makes Daoran's tongue, which has been barren for fifteen years, feel like he is reborn.

As the saying goes, if you have never seen the light, you can endure the darkness.

People who have never eaten meat are probably just curious about what meat tastes like. In his previous life, Dao Ran was a meat-loving person, but in this life he has been a vegetarian for fifteen years. What kind of suffering is this in the world?

Daoran didn't dare to finish the meal in a big mouth, so he chewed it slowly and carefully savored this delicious taste in the world.

After eating the first meat bun in his life, Daoran was still immersed in the feeling of happiness, as if he was about to become a Buddha.

But, after finishing a meat bun, is there something missing?

The talent effect of the monk who breaks the precepts is that he can gain attributes by breaking the precepts, but the longer he keeps the precepts, the better the rewards he will get if he breaks the precepts.

Daoran has always been kind to others. The first time he committed the Pride Ring, he developed the rare attribute of indestructibility.

After fifteen years of observing the abstinence from meat, why don’t you just eat it and become a golden Arhat and ascend to heaven in the daytime?

However, after waiting for a while, there was no movement in the system.

Why is the talent not activated?

Daoran frowned, this is eating meat, why didn't he break the precept?

Daoran suddenly remembered what he had just said about the three pure flesh, killing without seeing, killing without hearing, and killing for me. These three standards seemed to be met.

"Fuck, Lord Buddha, I'm lying, I'm fucking lying! Are you blind? Why didn't I break the precepts..."

Oh, lying and breaking the precept has already added charm, so it’s okay.

Daoran's face was full of sorrow, he put his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

I added in my mind: "Buddha, you are so damn tolerant. You have to force me to break the sexual precept today, right?"

A widow is a widow, and Daoran is not very picky about this aspect.

I thought it was a sure thing, but who would have thought that when Widow Sun saw Dao Ran's miserable look, she suddenly felt something in her heart, put away her cigarette, looked at her face and said to Dao Ran: "Little master, I was rude just now. Keep going on the street.

Not far away is Sanzang Building. The boss likes to support Buddhists. If you go to Sanzang Building, young master, you can eat vegetarian food."

Daoran's face was full of astonishment. Just now, he looked like he couldn't help but ride him under her now. Why did he suddenly start erecting a memorial arch?

As if seeing Dao Ran's surprise, Widow Sun said with shame: "Young master feels sorry for the Buddha even if he eats the meat buns. You are a real practitioner. I see you are so tired, I'm afraid you haven't been here since Jinshan Temple."

I had eaten a few mouthfuls of rice, so I couldn't help but take a bite of this meat bun. As a living person, I dare not ruin the young master's practice. I cannot bear this sin."

For the first time, Daoran felt that the solemnity of the treasure had the opposite effect.

Amitabha, Buddha, is this also part of your plan?!

Dao Ran thanked Widow Sun and turned around to leave. Under the sun, Dao Ran's expression was firm.

He didn't believe it. In the huge city of Hangzhou, there was no place where he could break the precepts?
Chapter completed!