Poor Monk

Chapter 87: Dissecting

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Shanzai grew up in a Zen courtyard. From a very young age, he always listened to his older teachers, uncles, and uncles chanting sutras and practicing Zen. It is probably naturally intelligent, as others say, has a pair of eyes, a heart, all scriptures and exercises, are all read and recited, and you will know it when you get started.

It's just that he never touched the outside world.

As a result, the good and evil and right and wrong written in the scriptures are always unclear, and they are basically stuck on paper.

Until one year, when I was young and ignorant, my stubborn temperament naturally rose up and I did several wrong things.

He fished the fish in the lotus pond in the back mountain to the shore and placed it on the stone beside the lotus pond, watching the hot sun on the fish, watching the fish struggling hard, but no matter what, it would not jump back into the water. Instead, it was getting farther and farther from the lotus pond.

In the end, he opened his mouth in vain and died on a hot stone.

He also caught the flying birds resting on the tree, and tied their slender claws with thin ropes, so that they could only hang on the tree and could not fly away, so they could not prey or satisfy their hunger.

So after a while, only the jagged skeleton is left hanging on the tree.

And those ants that are always crawling all over the mountain.

They are as small as dust, and any child without the power of a chicken can easily kill them, let alone him

Randomly strangle a few of them, then place the corpses in the path they walk, and watch their kin crawl over and linger beside their corpses...

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Such evil deeds originate from the "evil" inherent in human nature, and are innocent malice who are ignorant of the world.

Because of his power, he can slaughter other existences at will;

Because of their weakness, other beings cannot resist such slaughter.

The principle of "the strong eat the weak" in the world was easily imprinted in his mind in such a natural evil. Even after admonishing and even punishing the masters, uncles and uncles of the Zen Academy, he never forgot.

It just subsided later.

One is that there are clear rules and regulations in the Chanyuan. Although he does not understand where he is wrong, he still has to abide by the rules; the other is because he was a little older and followed other older monks down the mountain, watching the chaos of the mundane world. Seeing that all sentient beings are trapped in hardships, they only feel that there is no difference between human beings in heaven and earth and fish, birds, ants, etc.

So I began to know that the masters of the Chanyuan saw with their own eyes why he was so heartbroken and angry, and why they punished him, and also knew what was "good" and what was "evil" in this world.

And because I know, I always reflect on myself.

All human beings are inherently good and evil, and because he was born in a Zen temple, all he sees is good, but he has an uncontrollable thought about the "evil" that he rarely touches.

But the more so, the more self-alarming.

Just because ants are evil, even if they try their best, they can't make too much waves; and the strong among people are evil, and they can cause the same kind and others to fall into catastrophe just by turning over their hands.

Any uncontrolled force should not exist.

People in the world only know that the strong can always be free, nothing can stop them, and no one can match them. Little do they know that the stronger they are, the more restrained they will be.

Especially those who have evil intentions and are very tyrannical.

If not, it would be fine to harm oneself. The most fearful thing is not only harming oneself but also harming others.

Therefore, even though there were all kinds of troubles in his heart, Shanzai never dared to indulge himself, burying his head in the Buddhist scriptures day by day, trying to gain enlightenment from the supreme solution.

But he never thought—

You will meet Shen Du.

A notorious and murderous big devil, when it is mentioned, it is called a demon and Taoist master who is frightened by most Jianghu people.

He didn't even think that when he met this person, he was already at the end of the shot. With his last breath, he staggered from outside the canyon to the Zhige monument, and then fell down.

At that time he was standing in front of the second mountain gate.

What he saw in his eyes was not a demonic Taoist master who was seriously injured, but just a kind of evil that took one's sword and went his own way.

So he saved him.

Neither was seen by anyone, nor was he informed of anyone in the Chanyuan. He just collected medicine for him to treat his illness and delivered meals. Looking at him coldly, he clearly couldn't bear the faint impatience on his face when he still wanted to be with himself. Full of nonsense, jokes that I don't know if it's true or not.

If so, the heart is like an ancient well.

Until that day, in front of his face, he deliberately used bamboo chopsticks to kill the little ant...

He was angry for the first time.

It's just that the rigorous practice over the years has allowed him to control his anger well, and he didn't do anything to him, nor did he punish him like his uncle punished him back then. He just took the food that he originally brought him, only Left a bowl of rice.

After returning to the Thousand Buddhas Hall that night, he felt in a trance even chanting scriptures. He just sat in front of the Buddhist altar and thought, why are people who are inherently evil in this world dedicated to goodness and self-reflection day by day, while those who are inherently good are inherently evil. People plunge into the abyss of bad karma without repentance

Shen Du asked him, would you like to cross me

He shook his head and gave him the answer, unwilling.

But on that day, when I saw the picture of Chunlan that he casually drew on the desk, a different kind of thought came to me.

He picked up the pen, but stood in front of the case for a long time.

Then the butterfly that was waiting for Lankai fell.

Shanzai thought that after all, he was contradictory, and he was born in a contradiction, and after all, he was like all the living beings in the world, and he could not be liberated.

When the pen was written, the crime was already convicted.

It's just that at that time, I just thought it was unbearable, so I destroyed my body under his glance, and didn't have any doubts about my own thoughts, until I saw the one left on the Thousand Buddha Hall after he stole the Buddha beads. Eight words, only to feel pain and anger, and actually gave birth to unreasonable hatred.

After that, I only heard that the aloof demon Daoist Master Shen Duxiu was fully recovered, destroyed two cases in a row with the power of one person, created all kinds of murders outside the Bukong Mountain, returned to the rivers and lakes, and continued to stir up the bloody situation.

Sword Lodge, Eight Arrays, the World Association...

Then he was forced to go up to the Bukong Mountain with that supreme demonic attitude, and he was reckless and presumptuous, and dared to utter nonsense in front of the Buddha.

He knew at that time that he had moved his heart, but he had always been a person who suppressed his impulses rationally. One was a demon, mixed in the way of demons and unwilling to be kind;

Nothing is more different than this.

Therefore, when he pressed questions before the Buddha, he was angry, and for the first time he did not suppress the evil thoughts crawling out of his gloomy heart.

Motivation is not inexplicable.

Just as he has suppressed his evil thoughts, cultivated a kind heart, and performed good deeds in his penance for more than ten years, even if he is depressed for a while, he can suppress this rash heart, repent in front of the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, and let all the worldly thoughts be buried in ashes. .

So until Shen Du left, he never appeared again.

I thought everything would end here and the dust had settled, but who would have imagined that on such a fortuitous afternoon, with an accidental thought, he walked into the bamboo house that no longer lived in, and saw the sight of That painting, and that half-open orchid...

So all boundaries collapsed.

All the previously suppressed things rekindled in his heart tenfold, turning the world upside down.

Just such a small orchid...

"That's my answer."

His eyes fell on the withered orchid, the curvature of the curved lips never fell, and the voice was in the mountain wind, pure and peaceful.

At such a moment, Shen Du couldn't understand his eyes.

He only felt that there were too many complicated emotions hidden in it, and he was a fool who didn't know anything about Buddhist scriptures, so he couldn't interpret it at all, so he simply didn't interpret it.

Because there is no need at all.

He only needs to see clearly, the bottom of these eyes, at this moment only reflects his own outline, it is enough.

The heart became fiery and hot.

Shen Dugou was so daring that he couldn't control himself at all, and at this moment he straightened up and pressed him to kiss him.

The breathing was chaotic and rapid, and the mood was so tumultuous.

The soft and trembling lips were imprinted on the thin smiling lips of the monk, and the tip of the bright red tongue was pushed boldly and boldly along the gap between his slightly opened lips. chaos.

Shen Du thought, he is shameless.

In broad daylight, he threw himself into the arms of a monk who used to observe the strict rules of Buddhism.