There was snow on the ground, and everyone could barely find the path down the mountain. The trek in the snow was very hard. At the third watch, everyone found a shelter from the wind and made a fire to rest.
Zhang Zhong and others brought dry food and shared it with Fatty and Nanfeng during their break.
"What are you doing?" the fat man shouted.
Nanfeng turned around when he heard the sound and saw the white dog snatching the meat from the fat man's hand.
Zhang Zhong gave it away again. After the fat man got it, the white dog came to snatch it again. The fat man raised his head to dodge, "You haven't eaten your piece yet, why are you here to snatch it from me again?"
The white dog couldn't speak. He jumped up and snatched the meat from the fat man's hand. He ran a few steps quickly, dug out a snow cave and buried it.
The fat man raised his hand in confusion and wanted to scratch his head. After raising his hand, he remembered that Nanfeng had put a government officer's hat on his head.
Zhang Zhong came over again and wanted to give the fatty meat to the fat man. As soon as he came closer, the white dog rushed over and glared at him, baring his teeth to drive him away.
Nanfeng stepped forward, signaled Zhang Zhong to step back, and took another piece of bread from a villager's hand to the fat man. This time, the white dog didn't take it away.
The fat man wanted to speak, but Nanfeng shook his head to stop him. There were many people with mixed eyes, and some things should not be discussed.
Nanfeng pulled the fat man away, away from everyone, and took the wine bag to deliver. The white dog came to scratch and stop him again. Nanfeng changed the water bag again, and the white dog turned and walked away.
"Why are you laughing?" The fat man looked at Nanfeng who was snickering in confusion.
"It's nothing, have something to eat and get on your way early." Nanfeng said with a smile. The white dog's behavior made him more convinced of his previous guess. The white dog originally followed an eminent monk. In its impression, this eminent monk should not Drink wine and eat meat.
"It doesn't seem to let me eat meat." The fat man also noticed.
"You may have been its owner in your previous life. There are many people here. Let's talk about this after we get back." Nanfeng said in a low voice.
While the two were talking, Tianmu came over and winked at Nanfeng.
Nanfeng followed Tianmu's line of sight and looked to the northwest, only to see the white dog taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness and using its sharp claws to break away the rope that bound the centipede.
Nanfeng raised his hand to signal Tianmu not to stop him, and allowed the white dog to grab the rope and let the centipede go.
"Are these two guys together?" Fatty asked in a low voice.
Nanfeng shook his head. The white dog may have lived in that valley for a long time and became neighbors with the centipede. It is also possible that the centipede recognized it as its boss. He didn't know exactly what the relationship between the two was, just like he didn't know the origins of the people surnamed Han who were originally hiding in the valley.
When everyone was about to go on the road, they discovered that the centipede had escaped and started to make noises to search for it. In fact, the centipede had been beaten to death and was frozen. It did not run far and was just hidden under the snow not far away.
Nanfeng stopped everyone from searching and ordered everyone to set off.
Wu Zhen naturally knew where the centipede was, but he also found that Nan Feng had the intention to let it go, so he did not point out the centipede's hiding place.
Nanfeng naturally noticed Wuzhen's expression. He regretted bringing Wuzhen here. This guy didn't do much, but he knew too many secrets.
The centipede was very heavy, and it was extremely painful for the officials to carry it, but it ran away just in time and walked easier.
In the early morning of the next day, the exhausted group returned to the mountain village. This trip brought back a body and rescued another person. It was not in vain.
Before leaving, Tianmu went to see the young man who was sick in bed. The fat man followed him, and so did the white dog.
Not long after, Fatty came back angrily, and returned first with Zhang Zhong and others.
Nanfeng waited for Tianmu Lao Dao to come back and walked with him. After asking Tianmu, he found out that the fat man said goodbye to the young man's sister Yiyi. The white dog rushed forward to prevent the fat man from touching the woman.
Nanfeng wanted to laugh but did not laugh. This matter was of great importance. The top priority was to block the news and not let outsiders know, otherwise unnecessary trouble would arise.
On the way, Nanfeng said a few words to everyone in an understated manner, saying that this matter should not be publicized, and those who violated the rules would be punished by using monstrous words to confuse the public. Although he said it casually, his expression was very gloomy, and everyone hurriedly agreed.
The fat man was riding in a carriage. He originally kept the white dog outside, but the white dog refused and jumped on the roof of the carriage. The fat man had no choice but to let it in.
When they returned to the county government office, everyone was very tired, so they dispersed. Tianmu Laodao was always worried that the white dog would hurt the two of them, so he did not forget to leave two talismans before leaving.
People are selfish. Although Old Taoist Tianmu did this to please Nanfeng, it still made Nanfeng very happy. The county treasury had more money, so he allocated an additional five hundred taels of silver to let Old Taoist Tianmu go back. Practice Taoism.
The fat man was extremely tired and wanted to sleep with the door closed, but the white dog was inseparable from him and refused to stay outside the door and started scratching at the door.
Seeing how eager it was to catch it, the fat man was worried that it would change shape in its eagerness, so he had no choice but to let it in. The white dog didn't make any noise when it came in, and lay quietly in front of the bed, guarding the fat man.
Although he knew that the white dog would not harm the fat man, Nanfeng was still worried, so he lived in the same house with the fat man. When the fat man got up to urinate at night, the white dog would follow him. When the fat man is hungry, he goes to look for food under the stove, and the white dog will follow him, never leaving him.
"We can't survive this day. Don't eat from here. Go back to your room." The fat man looked at Nanfeng angrily. Nanfeng deliberately made him angry. He was eating rice while Nanfeng was drinking and eating meat opposite him. .
"With its protection, no one can hurt you. This is your fate." Nanfeng said with a smile.
"I'll give this good fortune to you." With comparison, the white rice became more and more tasteless.
"You are a monk, and you shouldn't be involved with women, women, and wine." Nanfeng smiled again. Before, he was still thinking about whether to marry the fat man. At present, it seems that the fat man's marriage will not be possible. Let alone getting married, he will not be able to do so in the future. Touched.
"I don't believe you can follow me all the time." The fat man looked at the white dog beside the table.
The white dog couldn't understand Chinese, so when the fat man looked at it, it wagged its tail.
The fat man gave it the unfinished bowl of white rice, and the white dog lowered his head to eat.
"Hey, have you noticed that it doesn't eat meat?" The fat man looked at the white dog with interest.
"Don't you have a scripture? Find it quickly and see if there are any figures with white dogs in your Buddhism." Nanfeng reminded.
"I've already read it. I read these books without remembering people. You said it doesn't eat meat, so what does it eat in the wild?" The fat man still looked at the white dog.
Nanfeng was not thinking about what the white dog ate, but more important things. Although they didn't know who the white dog belonged to, there were always knowledgeable monks who could know. If this matter spread, the fat man might be killed. If he can no longer be a county official, he might be snatched away by major temples and used as offerings.
"Do you think it's really my dog?" the fat man asked.
"Do you hope it is, or do you hope it isn't?" Nanfeng asked.
"Of course I hope it is, but why do I have no impression of it at all?" The fat man was very worried. If the white dog had never recognized the wrong person, he must have been a very powerful Buddhist master in his previous life.
"I don't know much about reincarnation in Buddhism. If our Taoist immortals are reincarnated into the mortal world, they will retain a little spiritual light. One of a hundred earth immortals will be retained, one of a thousand heavenly immortals will be retained, and one of a thousand golden immortals will be retained. The higher you are, the less aura you retain, and the memory of your previous life will be fuzzy. If this is the case for you, the fuzzy your memory is, which means the higher the grade of your previous life." Nanfeng said.
The fat man waved his hands and said, "We are not the same thing as you. We talk about the three bodies. Buddha has Dharmakaya, Sambhogakaya, and incarnation. Dharmakaya is the hidden truth, which is invisible and intangible. Sambhogakaya is the gold when you become a Buddha. Body. Incarnation is also called Yingshen. It is the mortal body that descends to earth again after becoming a Buddha. A Buddha has one incarnation once he descends to earth. A Buddha may have many incarnations. Do you understand?"
Nanfeng was a little confused when he heard this, "You still want to be a Buddha, don't worry about being so big, just be an Arhat."
"There are ten trillion Buddhas and fewer Bodhisattvas and Arhats. Buddha is not necessarily bigger than Bodhisattvas and Arhats. Forget it, I can't explain it to you." The fat man shook his head and waved his hands.
"Could it be that the master my wife is talking about is not referring to the big eyes, but to you?" Nanfeng said to himself.
"What's the matter? What's wrong with the big eyes?" the fat man asked in confusion.
"No, no," Nanfeng denied his idea. Although the master's wife was not wearing a Taoist robe, she was most likely a Shangqing Taoist. The Taoist she mentioned should still be referring to her big eyes.
"Will the monk who sent the message for thousands of miles know that I stole the eight-part golden body for you to practice?" Nanfeng was talking to himself again. When he was rubbing the eight-part golden body that day, he was touched by an old monk. The god found out, but the old monk did not make things difficult for him, but allowed him to take away the eight golden bodies smoothly.
"What are you talking about?" The fat man was confused.
Nanfeng did not answer the fat man's question, but asked, "Where can I find the kind of scriptures that record the lives of Buddhist figures you mentioned?"
"Those are Sanskrit scriptures from the Western Regions. They are only available in a few big temples. The ones I read are all translated." The fat man replied.
"Is there a Longkong Temple?" Nanfeng asked.
"No, their Sanskrit scriptures are all for practice. The kind of scriptures we are talking about can only be found in big temples like Foguang Temple." The fat man said.
Nanfeng nodded. There are pros and cons to this matter. The disadvantage is that it is very difficult to borrow that kind of scripture. Even if they borrow it, they will not be able to understand it. It may not be possible to confirm who the fat man was in his previous life in a short time. The advantage is that they have no way of knowing, and neither do other monks or nuns. Except for a few old monks in the big temple who are proficient in Sanskrit, no one else would know what this white dog is even if they see it.
That's fine, Fatty can continue to stay in Yu County as an official, or he can seize the time and work hard to practice...