Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

He asked it knowingly.

Obviously, they were all monks who were driven out by Che Chiguo.

All of these people are ashamed, they are all childless.

Out of the group of bald donkeys, an older old bald head stood up. He folded his hands together and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I am Chechiguo, the monk of the Great Compassion Temple. A year ago, His Majesty the King suddenly sealed him. The three national teachers, but these three national teachers dominated Taoism and expelled a group of monks from the Chachi country. His Majesty also gave an order. If there is a monk spreading Buddhism in the Chachi country, he will not be amnesty. "

The old abbot sighed, "I had no choice but to leave Chachiguo. I heard that even our temple was demolished and turned into Taoism. This time the disciples followed the old monk all the way, After all the hardships, some disciples died on the road because of their fatigue."

"The old monk is really a sinner, but it is also a helpless act. When I was a monk and grew up in a temple, what should I do?"

"Then you join Taoism and it's over?" Tang Yu said surprisingly.

The old monk's eyes widened: "The old monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he has been devoted to the Buddha. How can he betray my Buddha because of a little setback?"

"Oh, let's go. I'm not afraid to tell you that the hundreds of miles ahead are deserted. Just you people, I guess you have to bury half of that section of the road, and you have to bury Nagada if it's not the case." Tang Yu said in alarmist words: "Besides, you said, because you have killed a lot of bald donkeys, do you have the heart that these bald donkeys are following you and go all the way?"

"Are you a monk?" Tang Yu looked at him suspiciously: "Everyone says that the monk is compassionate. It's obvious that if you take your apprentice to the ghost gate."

The second nerd glanced at his master, then lowered his head.

I couldn't help but admire him, his master is really a talent.

Some monks couldn't help but think about it.

This person is right.

As long as we join Taoism, there is no need to travel long distances to find places.

Moreover, Che Chi is a country where he grew up, and he left so suddenly, some monks were also full of reluctance.

Besides, people also said it.

A hundred miles ahead is deserted.

Most of them can't get past.

Why didn't I think of it before.

If you abandon the Buddha and enter the Tao at the beginning, you still have to suffer these sufferings.

Maybe some seniors will not die.

The old monk's angry beard trembled, and tremblingly pointed at Tang Yu: "The old monk has been sincere to the Buddha all his life. It is impossible for the old monk to join Taoism."

"Oh, then you take them to close the door." Tang Yu said faintly, "The monks are compassionate? And you know that the road ahead is bumpy and full of danger, but you insist on going your own way and take them on the road. What does this have to do with murder? the difference."

"Look, you look back at these bald... These children, how old are they, and they still have great years. And you are seventy and eighty, and you die when you die, but what about them? They are still young. Great life. Haven't enjoyed it yet."

Tang Yu pointed at him and said indignantly: "The Buddhists are compassionate, why don't labor and capital see this from you."

Suddenly the old abbot was a little confused.

Because Tang Yu said everything seemed to make sense.

Make him unable to refute.

If this goes all the way, it is really no different from deliberately hurting the lives of others.

And there is not much food.

Now it's only one day, I can only eat one steamed bun.

Let’s not talk about anything else, the road ahead is dangerous, and once the food is cut off, a large number of people will be killed.

But when I think of it, since I was a child, I have been sincere to the Buddha.

If he gave up like this and turned to Taoism, he would still not be able to accept it.

"Master, I don't want to leave Chachiguo." A little monk said weakly.

As the little monk opened his mouth, some monks immediately chirped together.

"Master, I think what the donor said is quite reasonable."

"If we go on like this, I'm afraid we will not have much left."

"Master, although I am sincere to the Buddha, if possible, I am unwilling to abandon the Buddha and enter the Tao, but now we have nothing to do."

"Maybe we don't think about it for ourselves, but also for these juniors."

The old abbot's face was uncertain, obviously thinking.

Tang Yu smiled secretly, and then instructed San Lengzi to cook and go to the jungle position.

Need to do more.

It is estimated that there will be more people eating later.

Just as the old abbot was reciting the Buddhist scriptures and still thinking, suddenly a burst of scent spread to the tip of his nose, causing him to swallow his saliva involuntarily.

Some young monks also looked at Tang Yu's master and apprentices with eagerness.

A small deer was roasted, hare, and some fish.

The Buddhas couldn't help swallowing.

They have not eaten enough for several days. At the moment when he smelled such a fragrant fishy fish, all his eyes were straight, and the Harazi almost didn't flow out.

Tang Yu said very kindly: "I know that you are hungry, come and eat if you want to eat."

The monks collectively looked at the old abbot.

After a while, the old abbot sighed, "Fine, let's go. This is right for the donor. If it is taking you down, what is the difference with hurting your lives? But the old monk must also defend the Great Compassion Temple to the death. The last dignity."

After speaking, he closed his eyes, but he didn't eat.

The little monks hesitated for a while, then ran over and started to eat.

"Really delicious."

"It's so fragrant."

"I haven't eaten something so delicious in my life."

Hearing this, the old abbot secretly swallowed and chanted with his hands together.

It's just that the bursts of fragrance are really tempting, and he can't calm his heart.

"Master, eat something. Nothing is important. You are not worthy of suicide." Tang Yu held a piece of rabbit meat and shook it before his eyes.

The old monk opened his eyes, pointed at Tang Yu, and said categorically: "I just starved to death. If I die, even if I jump into this river, I won't eat anything from you..."

Cow pen.

Tang Yu gave a thumbs up.

Pull it down,

Since people are honest with the Buddha, then you should not be a villain in vain.

"He scolded him to death." The old abbot cursed, and suddenly stood up aggressively.

He walked over quickly, picked up a fish, and ate it with a big mouthful. While eating, he was still bitter: "Woo...It's so fragrant...Why is it so fragrant..."

Tang Yu watched this scene in amazement.

Sure enough, everything can't escape the law of true fragrance.

"Master, why are you crying?" the little monk asked inexplicably.

"My teacher has never eaten such a delicious thing." The old monk raised his head in tears and said; "Anything else?"

He cried not because of this fish, but because of the faith of his life, all because of this fish.

Tang Yu took the initiative to give him one again, and said domineeringly; "Eat, let your stomach eat, eat as much as you want? Make it whatever you want."

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