"My disciple is suffering so much. I pay my respects to the Master."
On a street in Wuliang City, an old monk with ragged clothes and bruised eyes knelt down to worship the Buddha who was walking towards him.
This monk Duoku is none other than the great disciple of Buddha, Venerable Duoku.
That day Qingqu broke into the Great Leiyin Temple in Wanfo Mountain alone and singled out all the Buddhist disciples under the Buddha's seat. The Buddha was furious and felt how miserable it was to wait for the Buddhist disciples to focus on the battle with the demons and monsters all day long. , slacked off in his cultivation, so he punished Venerable Duoku to go down the mountain and practice asceticism for ten years for reflection.
Venerable Duoku came down from the mountain and crossed the sea to the north to Zhongyue.
However, because of his bitter face that makes people shake their heads when they see him, he is very unpleasant and makes people think that he is unlucky. As a result, he often cannot beg for food. If he encounters a bad-tempered boss, he may not even be able to beg for food. , instead he asked for a beating.
In addition, he is honest and won't take advantage of others, which makes it even more difficult to get a bite of food.
Last year in the Jingnan Mountains, a wealthy gentleman's family was so happy that he got a daughter. He stood in front of the door and said a few auspicious words to beg for a meal, but he happened to say that his daughter was destined to die young, and he almost didn't get it. People were beaten to death in the street.
During the ascetic period, unless his life was in danger, he could not use his cultivation power. Therefore, facing the addition of mortal sticks, as long as he still had breath, he could not use his cultivation power and could only lie on the ground with his head in his arms and let him be beaten.
He came to Wuliang City half a month ago, and went to the foot of Wuliang Mountain to beg for a bowl of water and food. However, Wuliang Mountain closed the gate. It was said that there were distinguished guests on the mountain. For fear of disturbing the distinguished guests, tourists were not allowed to go up the mountain. But he wanted to go up the mountain to give The founder of the Taoist sect burned a stick of incense and lingered in Wuliang City.
Today, standing in the city and seeing Dao Zu and others fighting from a distance, he suddenly knew who the distinguished guest on Wuliang Mountain was.
"I didn't expect you to have experienced all the way to Zhongyue."
The Buddha looked at Duo Ku and said in surprise.
He was originally ready to leave, but when he passed by Wuliang City, his spiritual consciousness swept across Wuliang City and noticed the ragged Duoku, so he came down to see him.
"Disciple has been coming to Zhongyue for a long time."
Venerable Duoku replied.
"Get up."
The Buddha stepped forward and helped Venerable Duoku up, then looked at his bruised eyes and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"Being beaten by a grumpy benefactor," Duo Ku replied.
"Why did he hit you?"
"The benefactor lost money in a gambling house. When he went out and ran into the disciple, he said that it was the disciple who caused him to lose money, and then he beat the disciple without explanation."
"..."
The Buddha opened his mouth to say something, but looking at Duo's miserable face, he swallowed his words again. After thinking about it, he said, "Asceticism may not be suitable for you. Why don't you go back and copy scriptures."
"Thank you Master for your care, but I think I can still hold on."
"you sure?"
“You can’t judge a book by its cover.”
"——"
Buddha was speechless for a moment.
"Damn it, why is it you again?"
A bearded man passing by suddenly stopped and cursed at Monk Duoku.
Monk Duoku was so frightened when he saw this man.
Thump thump thump!
The bearded man strode up to Monk Duoku, gritted his teeth and raised his hand to punch him.
boom!
It hit Monk Duoku right in the nose, and blood spurted out from both nostrils.
"Ouch!"
Monk Duoku screamed and squatted down holding his nose.
boom!
The bearded man kicked Monk Duoku again, knocking him to the ground, and then kicked and cursed: "I just took money from home and was going to do some tricks, and I bumped into you, a broom star, what a fool!" Mother's bad luck. I said, I'll hit you once I see your face. Next time I see you, I'll beat you up. Bah!"
He kicked Monk Duoku for more than ten times, and when he was a little tired, he spat on the ground and stopped.
Then he looked at the Buddha, immediately put on a smile on his face, bowed respectfully, and said: "Master, you can see that you are an enlightened monk. Are you reprimanding this fake monk? I have already taught you a lesson. Don't talk to him. It’s just a general knowledge, so as not to ruin your mood. No need to thank me, farewell!”
The man put his hands together and bowed to the Buddha, then strode away with his head held high, muttering as he walked: "Fortunately, I met a real eminent monk and broke the bad luck of the bad monk. I will definitely kill everyone today." hey-hey……"
Buddha:…
Who said not to judge books by their appearance?
How bitter:...
Can I curse?
"are you OK?"
Buddha stepped forward to help monk Duoku and asked.
"It's... not bad."
Duoku replied, holding his bleeding nose.
"Are you sure you don't want to go back and copy Buddhist scriptures?"
Buddha asked again.
"——"
Much hesitation.
There is no harm without comparison.
He suddenly felt the world's deep malice towards him.
But in the end he shook his head and refused.
The Buddha couldn't help but admire Duo Ku's courage and said: "You will definitely gain a lot from this ascetic practice."
Duoku nodded and said, "Disciple has already gained some insights."
Buddha: "Can't you judge a book by its appearance?"
How bitter:...
Can you speak well?
"Come and listen?" Buddha stopped joking about how miserable he was and straightened his expression and asked.
"This disciple came to Wuliang City half a month ago. He went to the foot of Wuliang Mountain to make a bowl of white rice and a bowl of water. The little Taoist Master was very polite to the disciple and never looked at him strangely. When the disciple walked in Wuliang City, Wuliang The people in the city didn’t look at the disciples differently.”
"Amitabha, monks must not lie." The Buddha said with his hands clasped together.
"——"
Duoku suppressed the urge to hit someone in his heart and continued: "If a Taoist priest went to beg for water and food at the foot of our Wanfo Mountain, or walked in Tianbao City at the foot of the mountain, he would be looked at with a cold eyebrow, or even Let’s face each other with swords.”
The Buddha sighed after hearing this, nodded and said, "That's true."
Duo Ku said: "Buddhist disciples let go of hatred, have kindness and beauty in their hearts, and save themselves and others. Disciples seem to have always done this, but the seeds of hatred are always growing and have grown into a towering tree. However, disciples But I never saw it. The disciples hold scriptures in their hands every day, but none of the Taoists who sell Dali Pills at a Taoist stall can see clearly."
"What did he see?" Buddha asked.
"He said that eating well is a blessing, and my disciples believed that." Duo Ku replied.
"..." Buddha thought that you might be starving.
"Amitabha." The Buddha clasped his hands and said, "Before, on the mountain, they said that Taoist ancestors did not recruit many disciples because they wanted to walk barefoot and have no scruples, which made people afraid of him and did not dare to provoke him. I thought otherwise, Taoist ancestors Not accepting disciples may also be preventing the growth and spread of hatred, and being a teacher is not as good as him.”
Duoku nodded and said: "That's what my disciple wants to say. The Taoist disciples have long forgotten about the war between Buddhism and Taoism, but I, the Buddhist disciple, are still obsessed with revenge and have passed down the hatred for thousands of years. Thinking about it makes people feel ridiculous."
"Let go of one thought and feel at ease. This ascetic practice has indeed yielded great rewards for you. You can continue and meet a future disciple as your teacher." Buddha walked away.
Some people died, but not completely...
