"Dare you ask the master's name?"
Yu Shizhe looked at this scene and asked the old monk.
"forget."
The old monk said with a smile, as if he had forgotten his name and it didn't matter to him.
"Would you like a vegetarian meal?"
Zhao Xiu asked tentatively.
The old monk kept a straight face and said nothing. Ji Boying added in a low voice beside him: "Master drinks wine and eats meat."
Such words surprised Ma Quan, Zheng Jingren, Yu Shizhe, and Zhao Xiu. This was obviously not the authentic way of Lei Yin.
The most fundamental thing about Leiyin Zhengzong is the precepts. If you keep the precepts, you are walking on the right path. Once the monks of Leiyin Zhengzong become corrupt and violate the precepts, their cultivation will be quickly dissipated. Drinking wine and eating meat are among them. .
"There is no need to be restrained. You can just say what you should say. Old monk, I can eat what I should eat."
The old monk took action directly, brought the stewed elbow from the table to his side, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
"Excellent people act differently."
Ji Boying waved his hand and said, simply picked up the wine glass, looked at everyone, and said: "I, Ji Boying, have been incompetent in literature and military since I was a child. When I was a child, my family also recommended a bachelor and wanted me to become a disciple directly. But that I was lazy at that time, and after two days of reading, I couldn’t stick to it. I usually just like to do business to make money. Now, although I have lost the support of the Ji family, I have a wife who is worthy of love and compassion, and a group of like-minded people like you. friends, that’s enough!”
Ji Boying drank all the wine in the glass.
Chen Yue and others also picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
"Brother Chen Yue, you have always been quick to wit. Looking at Ji Boying like this, do you have any poems to give me?"
Ma Quan looked at Chen Yue and said: "Teacher read your poem some time ago [This feeling can only be recalled later, but it was already lost at that time]. I wish I could catch you and complete the poem."
The granddaughter of Song Weiguang, a great scholar, was also at Zhao Xiu's house that day.
Chen Yue smiled, looked at Ji Boying, then looked at the old monk beside him, and said, "I thought of a couplet and could write it down."
Hearing this, Ji Boying quickly asked shopkeeper Feng next to him to bring up pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
Not being a minister is not due to luck but due to laziness.
It is difficult to become an immortal Buddha because he only loves reading poems and books and falling in love with flowers.
This is a couplet written by Yuan Mei in Suiyuan of Qingliang Mountain. He said that he was lazy and could not cultivate his moral character and could not achieve good results.
Chen Yue wrote such a couplet. On the one hand, it is more consistent with Ji Boying. On the other hand, Ji Boying said that the old monk in front of him once told his fortune and said that he was destined to become an immortal and a Buddha.
I wrote this sentence to ask for Ji Boying's fate.
"The couplet is good."
The old monk stood up, walked to Chen Yue, pointed with one finger at the formed characters of "Difficult to Become an Immortal Buddha", and said: "It's just that there is a little lack of harmony here. When you write, you should connect a little bit on the formed characters. This couplet is perfect.”
As he spoke, the old monk held a pen in his hand and tapped lightly on the characters.
This fell into Chen Yue's eyes, but he was shocked. He had repeatedly polished the first level, just wanting to enter the perfect state, but he was always just a hair short of it. Now looking at this formed character, a perfect charm appeared in Chen Yue's eyes. Yue's heart spread, and what he lacked in the state of concentration and enlightenment seemed to be completed now.
The vitality is constantly being cultivated in Chen Yue's body, and with the pounding heartbeat, it is constantly stirring. As long as this vitality is allowed to grow again in the body, he can naturally enter the realm of [Cultivating Yuan and Nourishing Hope].
"is it hard?"
The old monk looked at Chen Yue and said with a smile: "It's not difficult!"
It is not difficult to become an immortal Buddha!
Chen Yue's heart was pounding. Is Ji Boying really going to take off? !
As he was talking, the old monk sat back down and said, "Your wine doesn't taste very good. Why don't you just drink my jug of wine today." As he spoke, the old monk took out the jug from his sleeve.
This wine jug looked extremely simple. It was only about the size of a palm and had no patterns at all. However, in the old monk's hands, the wine jug tilted and the wine poured onto the ground, seemingly endlessly.
After such a magical revelation, everyone present was extremely respectful to the old monk and called him master one by one.
Chen Yue gently sniffed the aroma of the wine inside and felt the smell of the wine rushing to his brain. After drinking it in one sip, he felt as if he had swallowed a knife and a ball of lava. Everything from his throat to his stomach was burning. , and felt that the flame seemed to burn deep into the soul.
The same is true for Ma Quan on the other side.
Zheng Jingren, Zhao Xiu, and Yu Shizhe choked to tears after drinking this glass of wine. They lay on the ground one by one, picking at their throats, and they completely lost their previous demeanor.
Ji Boying also held her throat, feeling as if she was suffocating.
"Here..."
The old monk handed the wine to Ji Boying and said, "If you and your wife want to drink, just use this glass."
Ji Boying looked at the old monk and knew that the old monk was very miraculous. He immediately took the wine bottle in his hand and opened the lid. He saw that there were only two cups left in it. After thinking for a while, he entered the room and met Yuxiang again. Take a drink.
This time, Ji Boying did not scream inside, but Yuxiang's screams of pain were clearly heard by Chen Yue and others outside the window.
"Master, what's the origin of this wine?"
With a hoarse throat, Ji Boying walked out of the room and handed the wine bottle to the old monk.
This wine burned the heart and lungs. After drinking it, he did not feel strong. Instead, he felt dizzy, making Ji Boying light-headed.
"This wine is for you to end your relationship."
The old monk laughed and took the wine bottle.
Yu Shizhe's face showed a look of surprise, he frowned, and looked at Ji Boying's inner room in surprise.
The old monk was reincarnated and walked out.
"Master, how can I become an immortal Buddha?"
When Ji Boying saw this, he shouted quickly.
The old monk in front of him obviously had real abilities, so Ji Boying was naturally attracted to him.
"The fate has not come yet."
The old monk held the tin staff in his hand and walked out of the courtyard of Ji Boying's home. When everyone came to the door, the old monk was gone.
"He should also be a great Confucian."
Yu Shizhe looked outside and speculated.
"Cut off the front edge..."
Zhao Xiu coughed twice and said, "What front end can we break?"
Chen Yue also smiled. After drinking the glass of wine, he felt that nothing had changed, except that his throat was burning.
"I'm going to take my leave."
Zheng Jingren waved his hands and said, "Stay a little longer, I'm afraid of vomiting..."
While talking, Zheng Jingren said goodbye to Ji Boying and left first. Not far outside the door, he heard the sound of vomiting.
"Let's say goodbye too."
Zhao Xiu said: "I see you are dizzy, go to bed early."
Chen Yue also said goodbye, separated from everyone, and walked towards his home. After passing through a few alleys, Chen Yue saw Shen Yong's figure, and there were two people beside him.
The three people looked evil and blocked Chen Yue's way.
Cut off the front edge?
