Museum of Demons

Below Tiantai Mountain, the reporters waiting here, as well as some bystanders, did not notice this simple monk at all. Some played with mobile phones, some typed keyboards, and revised manuscripts. They each did their own things and were engrossed.

In this day's time, because of the attraction of Buddhism, too many monks have come.

Some are pure and handsome, white clothes are spotless; some are solemn and upright, they look like a real master at first glance, like such dusty servants, very ordinary, they are the first time to see, so just a glance, there is no interest .

When Yuanjue turned his monk's robe over and put it on, he discovered that there was a dirty piece on the robe, which was probably a trace of the slab on the construction site.

Looking around, there is no place to sell water, and there are no rivers.

Seeing a reporter with a half bottle of mineral water on hand, Yuanjue's eyes were slightly bright, and he moved forward.

Dai Yingwei frowned, thinking about revising today's manuscript.

Suddenly, my eyes went dark, and I looked up and saw a tall monk in front of me. Recently, many monks have come here.

Dai Yingwei is just like the monk in front of him.

It's just that when he went to the temple before, he was maliciously promoted. He didn't have a good impression of the monk. He just maintained his politeness and said politely: "This master, what's the matter?" He made up his mind. Do not answer anything, you say peace and joy, I turn my head and leave.

Yuanjue folded his hands for eleven ceremony and said: "The poor monk wants to borrow water from the donor,"

"Sorry, no..."

Dai Yingwei spoke subconsciously and then reacted. What the monk said seemed to be just for water. After a sound, he saw the embarrassment and regret on Yuanjue's face, turning his head to leave, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "You want water? "

The monk nodded and said, "The poor monk's clothes are somewhat dirty."

"Today is a big deal."

"There is no river around, so I have to disturb."

Dai Yingwei noticed that the monk's clothes were a little dirty.

Nodded.

The monk is definitely poor.

Also among the monks who come here to join in the fun, many of the clothes look plain, but they are actually very expensive. A string of prayer beads are made from small red sandalwood carts. The golden ones are very expensive. Compared with those high-ranking monks, this simple monk looks Going up is a lot weird.

Dai Yingwei handed the water over, with a much better tone, and said, "Here you are."

Yuanjue thanked him, and then handed over a clean one-yuan bill.

Dai Yingwei waved his hand, but saw that the monk put down the money, ran to the side, soaked the monk's robe with water, and then scrubbed hard, a little laughed, and muttered a few words in his heart. What a weird monk, no one Bother.

The other monks are also doing their own thing, and no one intends to get close to this poor monk.

Yuanjue finally wiped off the oil stains, and the monk's robe looked a bit old.

Dai Yingwei glanced at him and shouted, "Master?"

After shouting several times, Yuanjue realized that he was calling himself and raised his head.

Dai Yingwei patted the box lunch on the table and said, "We have a lot of shares here. Master, would you like to eat something?" He looked at this monk differently from other monks, but he looked a little weird, and he was funny again. I found it interesting again. A colleague happened to go back temporarily, leaving out a prepared lunch, and simply greeted him to come and eat.

Yuanjue hesitated, looked at the Tiantai Sect, and then at the box lunch.

It seems to be comparing the importance of two things.

Finally came over and said: "How much is it, the poor monk buys one."

Dai Yingwei was amused, and said, "Stir-fried potato shreds, broccoli and mushrooms, rice, and braised eggplant are all vegetarian dishes. Let's ten yuan." Yuanjue nodded, took out a handful of banknotes and handed it over, Dai Yingwei said: "You Don’t have a cell phone? Transfer money."

Yuan Jue said in a daze, "I was angry and patted the phone before, but it turned out to be a little awkward."

Dai Yingwei was stunned.

He squatted on the ground, also unambiguous, eating deliciously.

The monks over there also started to eat. They ate vegetarian dishes, but they were fragrant.

Dai Yingwei grilled two bites of rice and said with emotion: "We can only eat this. Look at the masters. They all eat special vegetarian dishes. They can use flour, eggplants and mushrooms to make the taste of elbows. The exaggeration is that this plain elbow is several times more expensive than a real elbow. What is the reason?"

"Is that still observing the precepts?"

Yuanjue paused and replied:

"Not eating unclean meat is asking the Buddhist disciples not to kill for their appetite."

"Later, the monks were not allowed to eat meat and fish, but it was nothing. This is indeed in line with the precepts of non-killing. However, the essence of the precepts is to guide people to the right way, concentrate on finding the nature of the self, and the energy of people, It can also be said that concentration is limited."

"If you spend your mind on luxury and enjoyment, how much more can you devote yourself to practice?"

"It seems to satisfy the precepts, but in fact it runs counter to the essential purpose of the precepts."

"Have you broken the precepts? No, but have you kept the precepts? Neither."

"No problem, just can't count the family."

Dai Yingwei was startled.

Yuanjue just eats a big mouthful.

The reporter thought for a while before he said, "This master, what you said makes sense."

"But you must not tell the masters over there, they probably won't like it."

Yuanjue looked at the young monk wearing a white monk robe of fine material in the distance and a string of round Buddhist beads in his hand. The monks over there noticed this tall monk who was squatting there like a geotechnical man, and he was slightly startled. A slight sense of superiority emerged, and he looked away.

Yuanjue retracted his gaze, nodded, lowered his head, and pulled the fried potato shreds again. Dai Yingwei saw his face sinking, and he sighed without saying anything.

And Yuanjue began to think, how is the food in Weiguan’s home?

Of course, if he is not seriously injured, he will not bother his friends.

It's just that now there is finally a way out.

So I walk more at ease.

Dai Yingwei's mouth was tasteless. He noticed that Yuanjue was carrying a large package behind his back. He was a little curious, and said, "What is this?" Yuanjue said, "It was something passed down by the teacher." Dai Yingwei didn't ask much, just I vaguely heard several monks over there whispering secretly.

Probably it was a monk who pretended to be a family.

Do you have a certificate, just come here to pretend to be a monk.

A trace of unhappiness appeared in the reporter's eyes. He was about to comfort the monk who had just met next to him, and saw that he was picking up a grain of rice and putting it in his mouth. Stir it up with rice that is a little sticky and hard because it is cold, without putting it down.

Yuanjue put down his lunch box and thanked him.

Dai Yingwei subconsciously said: "Have you eaten?"

Then I spit out from the bottom of my heart, and compared with that, where is this kind of food good?

It's really a passive skill in China. When you say hello, you can ask if you have eaten it. It's different when you meet in Fog City, because looking up at the existence of the starry sky, the first thing they meet is the weather on the other side.

A smile appeared on the grand monk's face and said, "Very good."

Dai Yingwei felt that this was a polite remark in his heart.

However, the satisfaction in the eyes of the monk made him feel that the monk was really satisfied with the meal, and thanked him very much. Yuanjue helped him, slipping away the lunch box and water bottle he had eaten, and stuffing the lunch box into the trash can. The water bottle squashed on its foot and stuffed it into the hidden pocket inside the sleeve.

The monks over there laughed.

Dai Yingwei felt a little embarrassed.

But on the contrary, the great monk had an open face.

Dai Yingwei was ashamed and said, "I haven't asked, which temple does the master belong to?"

Yuanjue put his hands together for eleven ceremony and replied:

"Weizhizong, Yuanjue."

There was a moment of silence around.

………………

In the dead silence, the monk took out the nine-ringed tin stick from behind and stood in front of Tiantai Mountain, with the tin stick in his hand gently tapped on the ground.

Hui Kong was also shocked because he came over this morning and found that the Patriarch had already left.

Suddenly noticed that the Buddha bell in the temple rang suddenly.

The majestic and majestic Buddha bell rang throughout the mountain, and the clouds were mighty.

The monk, who had just borrowed water to wash his monk's robe in a awkward manner, stretched his eyebrows, erected his chest with one hand, and said softly, "Only conscious sect, Yuanjue."

"Come here to discuss the law."

Dai Yingwei was confused, and finally reacted.

Stuttering: "Only Consciousness Sect..."

The eyes of the surrounding people condensed on this simple monk, their pupils contracted, and sentient beings were in various forms. On the side of Tiantai Mountain, some Tiantai sect monks walked out, because the Patriarch went down the mountain last night, they felt a little depressed in their hearts, and the Tiantai sect still maintained a cliff. Status.

There was an old monk of withered character over there and said slowly: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless."

Yuan Jue constricted his eyes, and said slowly: "Bitter Sea?"

"The world is at the feet of the poor monk, and the sea of ​​suffering is in front of you. Do you regard yourself as a spiritual mountain?"

Only the same monk can perceive and taste such subtle and careful thinking.

Yuanjue broke these words in one go.

The faces of the monks in Tiantai Mountain changed slightly.

Yuan Jue raised his eyes and looked at the many "Bo Xun disciples" in monk robes over there, saying:

"A Zen master has said that if the mountain can't come, I will pass."

"In fact, this sentence can still be said."

The monk stepped forward.

Muscles arose, and he threw down the nine-ring tin rod directly.

Everyone is still a little puzzled.

I saw the nine-ringed tin rod turned into a golden rainbow, falling heavily to the ground, and then turned into a human form. He raised his hand and held the mountain peak where Tai Temple was located. Jin, accompanied by the faintly neighing dragon elephant, and a golden figure flashed behind Yuanjue, his expression calming and peaceful.

Put your hands together, constricting your eyes and saying:

"Everything that works is like a dream bubble, like a dew or electricity, so we should observe it like this."

Then the earthquake trembled.

Accompanied by the Diamond Sutra, the figure transformed with the nine-ring tin rod will be moved by the mana to push it again.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

The monks on this shore looked down to chant the sutras, and the powerful men from the other shore came carrying the mountain.

Then,

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This mountain and the temple on the mountain were restored to their original positions in the sound of the rumbling sound. Yuanjue's eyes were silent, and he said in a deep voice: "The mountain can come over and save sentient beings. , If the world is said to be a sea of ​​bitterness, isn't the temple also in the sea of ​​bitterness?"

"How absurd to call the cliff between the world and the temple the sea of ​​bitterness?"

"This place is also a world."

"Why is it called a sea of ​​bitterness?!"

The nine-ring tin rod flew into the hand.

The monk stepped into Tiantai Mountain.

"The poor monk Yuanjue comes from discussing the Fa today."

"Tai Er wait, re-enter the world!"

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