Although he was a little surprised that Wei Yuan suddenly contacted him, Yuan Jue was obviously in a good mood.
The two chatted for a while on the phone, but because the matter was a bit complicated and it was difficult to explain it clearly on the phone, Wei Yuan suggested that they just find a way to meet and chat. Yuan Jue readily agreed and returned the money to Wei Yuan.
Sharing a geographical location, the two agreed to meet at seven o'clock in the evening.
At seven o'clock in the night, Wei Yuan arrived at the place on time on a shared bicycle.
It's just that he didn't expect such a scene in front of him.
An open-air shed, smoke from burning, tables pushed together one by one, noisy sounds, the crisp sound of beer bottles clinking, this is a night market with barbecue stalls, wearing gray monk robes, full of muscles
The bald monk looked too conspicuous among a crowd of people eating barbecue.
An incandescent lamp hung under the ceiling, shining brightly on the head.
Yuanjue opened his eyes, saw Wei Yuan, and greeted loudly:
"Almsgiver Wei, here, the poor monk is here!"
No, you don't need to speak, your physique and hairstyle are like fireflies in the crowd, there is no way to ignore them.
The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, he shook his head and laughed. He walked over and sat in front of Yuan Jue. He looked around with a strange look on his face and said:
"I didn't expect that the place you made an appointment with, Master Yuanjue, was a barbecue stall..."
Yuan Jue smiled heartily and said, "No one has any rule saying that monks are not allowed to come here."
Wei Yuan smiled and said: "Of course not. Even though there are people drinking and eating meat around here, I was worried that you would feel uncomfortable."
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The poor monks eat what the poor monks have, and they eat what they have."
"Everyone can enjoy themselves and not disturb each other. It's good."
"Besides, the precepts are used to restrain oneself. Whatever others do is up to others."
"If you have to ask others to listen to your thoughts, if you don't eat meat, others can't eat it. If you don't eat the meat, others can't eat it either. This is not a commandment. I was reading recently and saw a sentence: Do not do unto others what you do not want others to do.
Doing good to others, actually after thinking about it, it is better not to do to others what you want to do to yourself.”
"You are yourself, others are others."
"so……"
Yuan Jue smiled and placed the menu in front of Wei Yuan, and said proudly:
"I've paid my wages today, and I'm treating you to a treat. Donor Wei, please take a look at what you want to eat."
"I'll just order my own food."
Wei Yuan did not refuse and ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Yuanjue raised his hand and skillfully spit out a series of nouns from his mouth and said:
"Boss, here are ten skewers of vegetarian chicken, ten skewers of shiitake mushrooms, ten skewers of enoki mushrooms, spicy millet on the enoki mushrooms, but no minced garlic, then twenty skewers of roasted beans, one portion of tinfoil eggplant, and three more grilled
Make good scones, sprinkle with chili sprouts, cut into small pieces and serve."
"By the way, two more bottles of cabin beer."
"Ice, ice."
He lifted up the hem of his monk's robe and ran over to pick up two bottles of ice-cold fruit beer. They said they were fruit beers, but in fact they only had hops added, without any degree of alcohol. Yuan Jue took advantage of the situation and took off the bottle caps on the fruit beers with his fingers.
He handed Wei Yuan a bottle and said sheepishly: "This thing has no alcohol content and is not considered wine."
Wei Yuan joked and said: "It has no alcohol content and is also called fruit beer, so you can drink it?"
"If you make a vegetarian dish look like meat, does that count as breaking the precept or not?"
Yuanjue put down his clothes, clasped his hands together and said, "Does the donor want to test the poor monk?"
He thought for a while and said: "It depends on what the purpose of the commandment is. The prohibition on drinking is because drinking will mess up the sex and make you lose your mind, so you can't drink. The prohibition on eating meat is, in other words, the original commandment.
It means that you cannot eat unclean meat, that is to say, you cannot kill animals just because you want to eat it, but it does not mean that you must prohibit eating and drinking."
"In life, there are dangers everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall into the karma of obsession. When you see someone accidentally falling down the mountain, you will definitely hold him and point him to the right path. But some people
If you don't listen, just use the commandments to prohibit going there."
"If you are not allowed to kill because of your own desires, you can avoid falling into the killing karma;"
"If you don't drink alcohol, you can avoid losing your mind and messing up your mind."
"In fact, monks are required to observe the money precept, so real ascetic monks are not allowed to touch money with their hands, because when they know that money can be obtained so easily, inner demons will arise in their hearts; they will not allow it.
When meeting and talking to a female donor alone, you cannot take the initiative to show off your magical powers."
"In some branches of the sect, you can ask a monk to give you a lecture on sutras and sermons, but after the lecture, he will not accept your charity, because he is not giving you a lecture on sutras and sermons for the sake of what you give him.
.”
"Why is it called a donor? It's because people are willing to give some food out of kindness, instead of holding a box to ask for money. This is wrong. It should not be to use magical powers to deceive people into getting money, let alone
Use Buddhist wisdom in exchange for money."
Yuanjue sighed and said: "Buddhists walking on the road of ascetic cultivation are like walking on a suspended bridge. There are winds coming from all directions. When can we maintain a Buddha's heart when we are calm like the earth and the eight winds do not move. In the final analysis,
Rules are just external constraints. Our ancestors thought hard and blocked the places that would lead you to the wrong path, forcing you to follow the right path."
"When you truly understand the core of the precepts, then there is no such thing as a precept or not. In the end, a mountain is still a mountain. This level is very high. In Confucianism, it is the legendary saying that you can do whatever you want without breaking the rules, so it is said
…”
The monk bit into a piece of fish tofu that had no fish content at all, and sincerely thanked him in his heart that this thing was so cheap that he could not bear to add a little bit of fish meat. He said vaguely: "So, I feel more and more that, in fact, each family has its own sect.
Those seniors who walked on the road will eventually reach the last step, and they will reach the same destination through different paths."
"That realm is called the Awakened One in Buddhism, a saint in Confucianism, a giant in Mohism, and a heavenly master in Taoism. The principles are always there, and there will always be people who discover them and describe them in words, but this does not mean
It is these sages who created such a state."
"They describe it in language just to teach it to ordinary people."
"So those enemies of the Buddha deceive ordinary people and say that making offerings to monks has great merit because they can preserve wisdom and Dharma. Damn it!"
"The Dharma is there, and it will not disappear regardless of whether the monk is supported. Besides, you know that the Dharma is here, so why don't you come and get it! Everyone knows that it is a bit silly to just watch the money without spending it.
But you know that Buddhism is a good thing, but if you don’t think about it yourself and pay a fat-minded monk to look at it for you, is this a merit?”
"You don't learn it, and he doesn't learn it either. Just knock on the wooden fish and recite Buddhist scriptures, so that's what you keep?"
Yuan Jue sighed, holding the wine bottle in one hand, and took a big gulp with his head tilted back. His face was full of regret, and he had the spirit of contemporary Lu Zhishen. Unfortunately, the bottle contained fruit beer, or to be more precise, it should be fruit-flavored soda.
, Wei Yuan and Yuan Jue ate something, Yuan Jue touched his belly and said sheepishly:
"I've been hearing the poor monk say, almsgiver, you asked me to come out. Do you need my help for something?"
Wei Yuan pressed his eyebrows and muttered silently to himself.
Is it that obvious?
He smiled helplessly and said, "I do have 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 endures for a long, long time, and his soul is broken. And
He protected thousands, even millions, or more people."
"But his soul is mixed with parts of strange beasts and evil spirits."
"Do you know of any way to save him? Or, at least, there is a possible way to protect his spirituality."
Yuan Jue was surprised. Their voices were firmly protected by magic. They were not leaked and never known to outsiders. He pondered for a long time and said: "As the poor monk said before, each school and each sect finally reached the realm.
It's similar. What the leader of the Wei Palace mentioned, what he did, can almost be called a great wish. In other sects, this has been called a great Bodhisattva."
"I am of the Zen sect, so naturally I don't believe or like what Buddha's enemies do."
"But their practice methods are indeed effective, and this cannot be denied."
"Great wish?"
Yuanjue said calmly: "Yes, in other branches of Buddhism it is said that Bodhisattvas will make great vows to save all sentient beings."
"The most famous great vow sutra among the Pure Land Sect is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra...
Wei Yuan murmured silently in his heart, looked at Yuan Jue, and joked: "You call them enemies of the Buddha, but you also recommend the techniques of the enemies of the Buddha to me. Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?"
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk is just trying to save people."
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Wei Yuan only felt that the monk in front of him looked solemn and calm, and his actions were magnanimous.
Then, Yuanjue was gearing up again and said:
"Besides, this technique belongs to those enemies of Buddha and is in their lair."
"How about it, Master of the Guard, do we want to kill him?!"
Wei Yuan: “…………”
He looked at Yuan Jue who was eager to try, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Master, your character is ruined.
ps: The second update today...Two thousand and nine hundred words, thank you to the leader of Canglang Water who appreciates both the refined and the popular. Thank you~ Go to sleep.