The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

And at this moment, what is Fang doing?

Grunt ...

"Woohoo ..." On the bedside, the lone wolf whispered, and then stretched out his dog's head to look out. Can't this day pass? !!

As a result, the moon is on the sky.

Founder got up, stretched a lazy waist, and laughed: "Comfortable! Sure enough, I feel refreshed!"

"Mum, mum ..."

"Uh, I'm hungry." Fang Zheng felt his belly, then frowned. "No, the poor monk didn't have a stomach, that's ... uh, what are you two doing?"

On the edge of the bed, the lone wolf sat there resentfully, holding his rice bowl in his mouth, and above his head, the squirrel sat sulking, holding his small bowl in his hand. The little eyes of the two guys are called a resentment ...

Founder coughed dryly: "Wait a moment, do it right away."

After Founder finished speaking, he went down to the ground, set fire to it, and added water to cook.

Two pairs of big eyes on the side stared straight into the pot and kept swallowing.

Half an hour later, a faint scent of incense and a chewing sound were heard in the courtyard of Yizhi Temple.

After a meal, Founder came to the front yard comfortably, sat under the bodhi tree, took out his mobile phone and prepared to continue watching the Huayan Sutra he had just found. As soon as the result is opened, you see a lot of information prompts.

Zhao Datong: "Master, you are a real cow! Yunjing is alright, haha ​​... thank you, we will come to see you after the holiday."

Founder smiled and replied: "Welcome welcome, ha ha."

Ma Juan: "Master, I love you so much! It's great! You don't know, you compare Sheng Jing's psychologists, cool!"

Founder rolled his eyes and replied: "Amitabha, the female donor, the poor monk is ordained. As for the experts, others also have the ability, the poor monk just happens to meet."

Hu Han: "Master, do you accept apprentices? Do you think I can do it? Rest assured, as long as the master nods, as long as my mother does not kill me, I will confuse you."

Fang Yunjing: "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't want to collect your body, let's forget it."

When asked by Han Han, Founder was also curious, and asked the system, "System, can this temple accept people?"

"Ding! What do you think?" The system asked.

Founder looked at the linden tree above his head, and then looked at the Mandala, and smiled bitterly: "Let ’s forget it, it ’s really here, the poor monk does n’t know how to explain it, these suddenly added things. Have to ... It ’s not only a bachelor to come to a poor monk, it ’s impossible to find a talking person. Every day, he can only be associated with animals, hey. "

"Not necessarily." The system suddenly said.

When Founder froze, he immediately asked, "How do I say this?"

"The secret is not to be leaked," said the system.

Founder rolled his eyes and said, "You can't do this, you have taken off your pants, and you tell me this? Uh ... isn't that bad language?"

"Boom!" Fang added a black hole in front of him.

"Fortunately, there is another chance." Fang Zheng secretly relieved.

"System, don't you tell me?"

"Do not say."

"The kindest, best system in the world, talk about me?"

"Take the compliment, but don't say it."

"His cheeks are thick." Fang Zheng muttered without asking. He looked at his mobile phone and looked at the "Huayan Jing". It didn't take long for the monk to chant the sound in the temple.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Founder was in bed together before he remembered and called out, "System, should I have a chance to draw a lottery? Anyway, it's also a life-saving one, don't you remind me?"

"Reminded, but you're unconscious." The system said confidently.

Founder found that the system was getting shameless and comatose. Could it be called a reminder? Stop talking to him, and quickly asked, "Is it really possible to draw?"

"Yes, do you want to smoke?" The system said.

"Smoke! You must smoke!" Founder cried.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting a wooden fish."

"Uh, just a wooden fish?" Fang Zheng asked, looking at a dark red suddenly appearing in front of him, like a wooden fish with a fat-headed fish lying there.

"This is not an ordinary wooden fish. This is the Awakening wooden fish. The wooden fish originally originated from the Taoist school in Huaxia. It cannot be knocked on unless it is a fasting lecture. Later, the Buddhist monk saw its excellent effect and incorporated it into the Buddhist door. At that time, it will sound awake, refreshing the mind, calming the soul. Even if you do not sleep at night, as long as you hit the wooden fish, you will get the effect of deep sleep. At the same time, it does not prevent reading the scriptures and thinking about problems.

At the same time, as a sobering wooden fish strikes, it will form a spiritual connection between you and the Buddha. If you want, you can always know any wish made in your heart and you can give feedback. However, believers are not good enough, but they have made a big wish, which is impossible to achieve. Unless the other party puts down a grand ambition, it is necessary to report first, and then make up for merit. If it is made up, the merits are fulfilled. If it is afterwards, the karma is entangled. Therefore, you should not easily satisfy everyone's wishes.

In addition, there are many wonderful uses, you can feel it yourself. "

Founder knew that these words had been told to him by a finger Zen master, but at that time, the founder asked: "Is the Bodhisattva really spiritual? If it is spiritual, everyone will make a wish arbitrarily, as president of a country or something? Are you going to mess up? "

One fingered Zen master laughed and said, "What a virtue and a great result are over, the Buddha will not care for you."

At that time I was confused and confused, and now, after a systematic explanation, the Founder understands it.

At the same time, Founder knows that this wooden fish is really a good thing! At least with it, Founder can study the Buddhist scriptures day and night, and use them two days a day! In light of time alone, he can be considered to have doubled his sober time, which is equivalent to doubled his life. What's more, it is said that there are other wonderful uses?

Fang Zheng looked in front of him. There was a large wooden fish that was 90 centimeters wide. The more he saw it, the more he liked it. He took out the wooden hammer in the belly of the wooden fish and tapped it lightly.

Boom!

The voice was low, as if knocking on a person's heart, and it was shockingly shocked. Most of the thoughts went away, and the whole person was a lot more energetic.

"Good guy, it really is a good thing!" Although Fang Zheng hasn't seen a few wooden fish, he has experienced the effects of this wooden fish.

Apart from that, Founder immediately removed the wooden fish and placed it in the Buddhist temple. It is impossible for such a large wooden fish to carry random knocks and put them in a Buddhist hall, and knock them on the ritual Buddha and chanting. That is the perfect match. At the same time, it is a great enjoyment.

As a result, Founder sat cross-legged in the Buddhist temple, knocking on the wooden fish, reading the "Huayan Scriptures", which had some stumblings, and could not find the "Huayan Scriptures". With the wooden fish knocking, the Founder only felt that Lingtai was clear and mental. Quiet, the original Huayan Sutra became clear immediately. Originally, the tongue was disobedient, and he always read the sound, but now he can easily pronounce the most accurate sound. At the same time, his voice changes. With a man's unique magnetism and a bit of ethereality, the scripture is read out, as if singing, making people feel peaceful and thought-provoking.