When the monk opened his eyes, Yu Peng clearly felt that the village seemed to be frozen.
It wasn't an illusion, it was indeed solidified.
Outside the noisy room just now, the sound of pindrops could be heard in silence. Yu Peng glanced at the old woman behind him, and extended his right hand forward, maybe to give Yu Peng a hand, or to stop Yu Peng's actions. Still there at this moment
Only Yu Peng can still keep moving, but he doesn't know what the situation is at this moment. He also hangs his hands in the air and looks at the little monk in front of him quietly.
I don’t know how long it took, but the little monk finally blinked and turned his head to look at Yu Peng.
After a while, the monk floating in the air made new movements. His body lying flat changed into a sitting posture for meditation, but he was still suspended on the earthen bed, feeling a little untouched by the dust of the world.
It's just that when Yu Peng looked at the monk in front of him, he always had an awkward expression. His body seemed to be used to meditating, but he seemed to be resisting it. After squirming for a long time, as if goosebumps were falling all over the floor, I finally sighed and landed on the kang in a meditative posture.
"Amitabha"
Following a clear Buddhist chant, the surrounding walls shook like water ripples, but soon returned to their original state.
However, the old lady who was sitting in the house disappeared. Looking out through the gap in the window, the people outside also disappeared.
"This is my spiritual world"
The little monk was meditating on the kang, and his whole body was emitting golden light. It was constantly radiating from the little monk's body, and the spiritual space illuminated seemed to be plated with gold.
Yu Peng looked at the little monk in front of him who was glowing with golden light and looked like a golden Arhat. He secretly exclaimed in his heart. Compared with himself, who could only illuminate his surroundings in white, the golden light was obviously more comfortable, better-looking and more powerful.
I just don’t know what this little monk’s fighting power is like, and I don’t know if he can beat him.
Looking at Yu Peng with gleaming eyes, the young monk smiled helplessly.
"Where does this fellow Taoist come from?"
“Where you come from, where you go.”
Yu Peng didn't know whether the young monk was playing tricks or talking about Zen. Anyway, the moment his brain reacted, he thought of the joke that several spirits often made with him in the past, the biggest philosophical question in life.
"Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going?"
After thinking about it, Yu Peng responded directly.
Then, the little monk was stunned. It could be clearly seen that his eyes were full of doubts and confusion. He was stunned for a while, and then he continued to speak carefully.
"Then...is there still a war outside?"
When the young monk continued to ask questions cautiously, Yu Peng immediately understood that he had misunderstood him and apologized quickly.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I was so rude just now! Sorry, sorry."
"There has been no war outside for a long time. It has been more than 70 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Now the country is peaceful and the people are safe, science and technology are revitalized, and the people's lives are quite good. Compared with your time, the essence of life is still the same, but it is a different way of life."
Yu Peng quickly apologized for his remarks. He thought the other party was trying to be aggressive, but it turns out he was just asking a question.
Then thinking of the previous question, Yu Peng quickly continued to reply.
"I'm going to a neighboring county, but even if I'm passing by here, I don't know why I got in."
"Oh, that's it. The first time you leaned in, I knew that this was my barrier after all, but I really didn't expect that you could come in so casually. I also tried to stop you, but I didn't. , so I’m just curious, how did you do it?”
"By the way, before you asked me this, I was more interested in what is going on here?"
Yu Peng did not respond to the young monk's question. After all, he seemed to have more questions now.
"Here? This is a bad fate."
Then, the young monk didn't hide anything and started telling his story to Yu Peng.
The young monk’s surname was Li, and his name was Li Ergou. Yes, he was called Ergou, because it was at the end of the Qing Dynasty, a time of war, and wars were going on everywhere. Generally, after giving birth to a child, a poor farmer’s family, in order to make a living, For good luck, or for a cheap name to make a living, the child would be given a local name, so that's how Ergou came about.
Ergou's family has a grandmother, father, mother, and a sister, but the family only has a few acres of farmland, so their life has not been very good. Coupled with the war, local forces come to grab food and stuff every day. , was forced to have no choice, so when Ergou was 5 years old, he sent Ergou to a nearby temple to become a monk.
To be honest, the temples at that time were very poor, but fortunately they had no worries about food, drink and housing. Occasionally, some officials and local wealthy people would donate money. Regardless of whether there would be deductions in the process, there was still money in the temple. People had enough to eat. In those days, life was pretty good.
It is also true that many people from poor families, if they really can't survive or have too many children, will try to send their more clever children to become monks or to make orders.
After all, it's better than starving to death.
In this way, Ergou became a monk in the temple, doing odd jobs, studying scriptures, and memorizing scriptures. Because he was good-looking and smart, he was deeply loved by the abbot, so he often went off duty to teach Ergou about Buddhism.
Later, he was given a Dharma name, Wisdom, which means intelligence and wisdom.
Later, when he became wiser, after he was 14 years old, the abbot often took him out to perform rituals. Of course, the main purpose of performing rituals was to earn some money for the temple and support his brothers.
Moreover, his wisdom is really rooted in Buddhism. He can teach Buddhist Dharma and Buddhist scriptures as soon as possible, and when he talks about it himself, he is very clear and logical. Although he is young, his understanding of Buddhism is the highest among the younger generation in the temple.
Later, I learned some medical skills, and when I went down the mountain to perform rituals, I would take care of people's illnesses and write prescriptions.
He has accumulated quite a reputation in that area.
When I was 22 years old, once, Zhizhi and his brothers from the temple went out to perform religious services. On their way back, they were stopped by a local warlord and they were forced to perform religious services for the third wife of the warlord boss.
This warlord boss is also surnamed Li, and if you look carefully, he is somewhat related to Zhizhi. However, in the local area, he bullies men and dominates women, dominates others, and commits all kinds of evil. He is considered the biggest bully in the area.
As good as Zhi Zhi's reputation in the local area is, the reputation of the warlord boss is as bad as it is. Therefore, when Zhi Zhi goes down the mountain to perform rituals, anyone who has anything to do with this warlord boss will try to avoid them as much as possible.
Unexpectedly, I was still blocked this time.
Of course Zhizhi didn't want to go, so he declined politely.
Coincidentally, wisdom really knows those who have been rejected. He had been assigned by the warlord boss to go to the temple several times to ask for wisdom several times before, but without success.
Who would have thought that this bad-tempered adjutant would refuse again because of his wisdom, and still be embarrassed in front of so many people? Thinking about the boss's pressure, if he still can't get it done this time, then the boss might first Kill yourself.
In a fit of rage, he shot and killed one third of the brothers who went down the mountain with Zhizhi.
I want to rely on coercion to get my wisdom back first.
But this time, things got really big. When the people who were watching the excitement saw the dead people, they all got angry and ran away in a noisy way. Zhizhui and several fellow apprentices also took advantage of the chaos to escape. .
On the third day, a group of monks in ragged clothes fled to the village.
We had a meal here, and the village even arranged a place for them to stay.
When he wanted to leave the next day, Zhizhi felt that he was owed something, so he stayed alone to diagnose the pulses and diseases of the people in the village and prescribe medicines.
Then...he never went out again.
