The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Fang Zheng looked at the pure scattered people, and found that she was not only curious, but also a little happy, that was the pleasure of meeting her colleagues. Think of the barren surroundings, and then think of yourself. Founder suddenly felt the emotions of the pure and scattered people. That was the joy of living in the mountains for a long time! As the real people at Lotte said, people are, after all, social animals. Self-cultivation after birth, self-cultivation after joining the WTO, both can be justified. In this regard, the real people in Lotte go farther than the square, and the pure and casual people in front of them seem inferior to the real people in Lotte.

Thinking of this, he replied: "The poor monk does have some understanding of sculpture."

"The mage is humble, and the poor way of polishing is absolutely invisible to ordinary people. The mage not only sees the clues, but also the contents inside, it is really not simple. This view of the poor road has not come to people for many years. Since the mage has come, May wish to sit in front? Poor Road also wants to know about the outside world, how has it become over the years, "Qingjing casually smiled.

Founder hesitated and asked, "Live, listen to what you mean. Could it have been reclusive for years?"

The pure scattered people in Fang Zheng's eyes are also in their thirties. If she lived in seclusion for many years, wouldn't she say that she buried herself in the old forest in the mountains at a young age? That's the age of women. They are experiencing the best time in the world. Whether it is life or love, it is the most beautiful time. At this time, give up everything into the mountains? I'm afraid this pure and casual person is also a person with a story.

Qingjing San smiled, "It has been 10 years of seclusion, Master Founder, please here."

As he walked, he walked quietly and said, "This Xiaojun Mountain is remote, and there are no special products or minerals on the mountain. Except for bamboo, it is a shrub. The economic value is very low. There are not many old trees, but the scenery is okay ... but with the outside The famous mountains and rivers are far worse. Therefore, no one can go up the mountain here for a year. I am afraid that such a place will make the mage laugh.

When Qingjing Sanren talked about this, she smiled bitterly. In her opinion, Fang Zheng had never visited this life. At the same time, I was a little curious, because this monk ran up the mountain.

However, as soon as the pure and casual people said this, Founder shook his head and said, "I do n’t know the real people. The temple where the poor monk is located is the place where the birds do n’t **** and the chickens do n’t lay eggs. In winter, there are no people going up the mountain in heavy snow. In the summer the sun is shining and no one is there. In the spring, the villagers are busy cultivating and there is still no one. Nothing more. "

Speaking of this, Founder quite a bit bitter meaning, so he was very sincere.

When she heard it quietly, there were still people who chose to practice in such a bitter cold place like her. Suddenly the other party was respected and said, "When the poor entered the mountain, friends said that they were buried in the golden age, and those in the same community said that The Tao is a man of great perseverance. Now it is better to look at the teacher ... it is better to be poor! "

As soon as Founder heard it, he suddenly suffered bitterly! The pure and casual man has practiced himself in the mountains, but is he? When he was a child, he was adopted by a monk. It can be said that when he landed, he was assigned a job by God! When he grew up, the one-finger Zen master left, the **** system came down, and completely pressed his bald head on the futon ...

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng laughed bitterly besides bitter smile ... but this smile can't be laughed out yet. After all, anyway, this is where he makes people look high. Although this force is passive, anyway, it is also installed, and it can't be wasted halfway.

So Founder even said that he didn't dare.

During the conversation, the two had bypassed a small piece of bamboo forest, and Founder finally saw a big banyan tree. The tree was extremely huge. Its crown covered the sky, like the treasure umbrellas of the four heavenly kings, protecting the bottom.

Behind the banyan tree is a two-story Taoist temple! Taoist Temple is similar to Yizhi Temple. They all use big walls to enclose the big trees, except that Yizhi Temple is a systemic wall that is tall. The wall here is different. It is a spiky plant. This plant grows tall and is intertwined one by one. It does not require people to take care of it. It naturally becomes a unique natural fence. . Although it is a little less tall, it perfectly presents the natural flavor.

Seeing Fang Zheng curiously looking at those spiky plants, Qingchun laughed: "That is a local plant called citrus, alias: Tie Li Zhai, stinky orange, citrus plum, 枳, 枳实, Orange red, stinky wolf. In our case, it is generally used for planting hedges. Its fruit can be used for medicinal purposes, can break gas and dissipate, and cure prolapse, etc .; seeds can be squeezed out of oil; leaves, flowers and peels are said to be refined Essence. But this poor way can't make it, nor can it be used, so just use its fruit to squeeze oil, usually used as a fence. "

Fang Zhengzhang said strangely: "The poorest monk is the first to see such a magical plant when he grows up so big, and the world is amazing."

The pure and casual person smiled and said nothing.

In the courtyard, there is an eight immortal table under the banyan tree. The eight immortal table is made of stone. The potholes on the top are not flat. From time to time, the water drops falling from the banyan tree hit the starting point of the eight immortal table, as if telling the origin of these potholes.

There were a few big stones on the side, and a board was placed on the stone, which was a chair.

But what really made Fang Zheng curious was that the Eight Immortals table was close to the banyan tree. The roots of the banyan tree were twisted. These twisted rhizomes combined were a chair!

Fang Zheng's eyes brightened even more. When he came to this chair made of nature, he asked like a curious baby: "real person, does this grow naturally?"

As a result, the pure and casual person shook his head and said, "No, it was a poor situation that took advantage of the situation and took years to figure it out."

Founder was more curious when he heard it.

The clean and scattered people were not hesitant. They guided Founder to sit down and took an old set of tea sets. Of all the tea sets, the purple teapot looked a little extraordinary. It was clear that the water was poured in, but there were some Tea fragrance!

Founder was more curious.

Seeing this, Qingjing casually shook his head, knowing that if he wanted to ask a question, he must first satisfy the curious baby. So let Founder taste the tea first, and she explained: "The reason why the banyan tree can live so long is that it is maintained by the roots that are continuously hanging down, taking more nutrients from the earth to maintain them. In order to enter the soil, these The roots have strong survivability, can lean on the stone, avoid the barrier, and complete the invasion. The poor road is guided by the situation. On the road it passes, set up obstacles and cooperate with some ropes to guide it to bend and grow, just like weaving. These roots are woven together to form this chair. This chair has been poor for eight years. "