After a while, the old monk pushed open the wooden door of the Zen room, holding a not-so-large black wooden suitcase, with a lifelike Buddha statue carved on it.
The old monk didn't say a word, sat in front of the earthen kang, first taking the pulse of Luo Tiantian, with a serious expression. There was no information on whether Luo Tiantian's condition was serious from his face.
After passing the pulse, the old monk took out a pocket blue and white porcelain vase from the wooden box and opened the bottle cap. A herbal fragrance quickly penetrated the entire room. The old monk poured some of the blue and white vase potions on his hands, and both hands were in the same place.
Rubbed together, and then rubbed Luo Tiantian's forehead twice. Luo Tiantian's forehead suddenly turned red. After doing these simple tasks, the old monk covered Luo Tiantian with a quilt, and then
Smiled at Zhang Chuanshu, but didn't say anything
"Master, how is my sister's condition?" Zhang Chuanshu asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, don't worry, the little donor just has yin deficiency and fever, and is exhausted, and his heart and blood deficiency, causing fever symptoms. I just used the heat dissipation water made by Miao herbs to help her reduce the fever. After today, the little donor's condition
It will improve. I will help her with acupuncture tomorrow and she will recover within a week."
"Thank you, Master, we may have to stay in the temple for two more days."
"Don't be polite to donor. We haven't been to the temple for a long time. The town closest to Myanmar is also about a day and a night away. It's not too late to walk when the little donor's condition is fully recovered. Amitabha..."
"The master is so compassionate. I really don't know how to thank you." Zhang Chuanshu became more and more excited as he spoke.
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist temple. Those who practice Buddha should take it as their responsibility to save all sentient beings in suffering. This is also my duty. I hope the donor will not be in his heart. Amitabha..." After saying that, the master said that
Want to get up and leave. "Master, please stay." Zhang Chuanshu hurriedly called the old monk.
"What else does the donor have?"
"Master, I want to ask you, is our place really Shaolin Temple?"
"Mencius does not lie, there are words on the temple gate to prove that there is no need for me to explain too much."
"But, as far as I know, there are only two Shaolin temples in the world, one in Songshan, Henan, and the other in Putian, Fujian, May I ask, which Shaolin temple do you have?"
"There are thousands of disciples in Shaolin. It is not enough to accommodate one or two temples. Although our Shaolin Temple does not have the long history of Shaolin Temple in Songshan, it was also established in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. When Li Shimin fled to Shaolin Temple, he was in the temple.
Decided to send some monks with extremely high cultivation to afar to avoid being implicated when the court looted Shaolin. This lineage was established by the holy monks who fled here at that time. Later, Li Shimin ascended the throne and invested a lot of officials here.
But in the years that followed, Songshan Shaolin Temple enjoyed an increasingly high reputation on the land of China, and we are forgotten by the world, and those who practice here are all peerless monks, who are not contaminated with the spirit of the mortal world.
We also deliberately cut off contact with the outside world. In this way, our ancient temple has been hiding in this steep mountain ridge for a long time…”
"Oh, so that's what happened, I wonder how many monks are there in this Shaolin Temple?"
"Although my Shaolin has a long history, I have been cut off from the outside world for a long time, and now I basically do not accept disciples. Therefore, the four Zen temples with few people in the temple are: Great Compassion Academy and Pusheng Academy.
, the Demon Academy and the Damo Academy, each of which has only about 30 people. The Pusheng Academy I abide by, includes a total of twenty-eight monks.
"The master is also the abbot here. I'm lucky to meet you."
"Don't have to be too polite to donate. My monk's Dharma name is universal. If you need help, please find me or find the disciples in the courtyard. We will definitely give you all the help. Someone will come to ask you for dinner at dinner.
There are still some miscellaneous things, let's take a step forward." After saying that, Master Pukong walked out of the Zen room
The temple is quiet and at sunset, it is even more quiet. After the monks finished their evening classes, there were few monks in the restaurant in groups of three or three, but the halls of each temple were very large enough to accommodate less than 130 people.
Zhang Chuanshu was called to dinner by a monk of 25 or 26 years old. He wanted to take Luo Tiantian with him, but seeing the little girl sleeping soundly, she couldn't bear to disturb her, so she followed the 25 or 26 years old alone.
The young monk went to the restaurant
The restaurant is spacious, but not bright. Because there is no electricity, there are no electric lights in the city. They rely on kerosene lamps to take care of the spacious hall, so it looks very dim but dim does not make people feel depressed, but a kind of
Return to the simplicity and tranquility
The restaurant is very simple to place. It consists of four wooden tables that are 15 meters long and 15 meters wide and a pentagonal table with an area of 2.25 meters. The restaurant is simple furniture.
The four long tables were made of disciples from four branches, and they took a strange pentagonal table. Of course, they were sitting at the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the abbot of the four branches of subordinates. However, when we were having dinner today, the square table was sitting.
That is, the abbot's position is empty. Obviously, the abbot did not come to have a meal together.
Zhang Chuanshu sat at the long table of Pusheng Academy and had a meal with the disciples of Pusheng Academy. It was very simple. Every five people were in groups. No one in each group had a big bowl of rice, and they shared four vegetarian dishes and one meat dish.
A bowl of soy soup
Zhang Chuanshu added a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to taste it. It tasted beef. How could a monk eat meat? Zhang Chuanshu was puzzled and felt that it was a little strange, so he asked a monk beside him in a low voice: "Little Master."
, May I ask you, can’t monks eat meat? Why do we still have meat to eat?"
"Haha, donor, this is so strange that you are rare. Although our Shaolin Temple belongs to the same family as the Shaolin Temple in the country, it has been no longer in contact with each other for thousands of years. The Buddhist teachings we have learned are very different from those learned in Shaolin Temple in Songshan."
"Then what kind of Buddhism do you learn?"
"We are studying the most popular Theravada Buddhism in Southeast Asia, especially Thailand. However, those who practice Buddhism in the mainland say that this is Hinayana Buddhism."
"Hispanic Buddhism? I seem to have heard that you, Theravada Buddhism, allow meat to be eaten?" Zhang Chuanshu asked again
"We can understand this way the idea of the Theravada Buddhism is: the Dharma has and me does not exist, and only denies the reality of the human being, and not denies the reality of the Dharma. We eat meat, which is not a greedy person, but a kind of follow-up.
The natural mindset has the mind, and if there is no mind, there is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing, and there is nothing, and there is nothing, and there is nothing, and there is nothing, and it will not be the right result.”
"My little master, your principles are very complicated and unfathomable. I am born stupid, but I still don't understand." Zhang Chuanshu said with a smile, thinking to himself, isn't this just an excuse for eating meat? What is the useless life?
There are all nonsense, it’s all nonsense, it’s better to have meat to eat!
Thinking of this, Zhang Chuanshu swallowed it himself and didn't eat well for more than three days. This time, he saw the hot rice. It was not only delicious, but also meat. Naturally, he had to eat more to fill his stomach with his life.
Only then can you have the energy to continue escaping...