Chang Hao retreated to the wall and stood on tiptoe to take a look at the window. He had identified the appearance of the greedy monk who was talking. There was not a single hair growing on the top of his bare head, which was about the size of a copper coin. It was clearly a scar. It was obvious that It is left after the diarrhea has recovered.
The men inside didn't notice Chang Hao, so Chang Hao left without disturbing them. In the afternoon, she came to the mountain temple again, told the abbot who had returned to the mountain about the greedy monk who poisoned the black dog with the "Three Steps", and then left in tears.
The abbot didn't believe it at first. He called the black tiger repeatedly but didn't appear, so he finally believed it. I looked for the greedy monk with a scar on his head in the temple, but didn't see him.
The abbot led several monks out of the temple. According to Chang Hao, they came to the row of low houses at the mountain col. They found that the black tiger's skin was still hanging on the ladder. As they approached the door, they heard the sound coming from inside the house. There were bouts of snoring.
The abbot ordered the two accompanying monks to go into the house and take out the greedy monk who was sleeping on the floor and smelled of alcohol but had not yet woken up. He pinched his nose and pulled his ears to wake him up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the abbot standing in front of him, his body trembling and hesitantly saying, you...how...why are you here? The abbot looked at him seriously and said nothing.
Several men in the room who were eating dog meat and drinking wine with the greedy monk also woke up. Seeing this, they all stood up and left with shameful expressions on their faces.
The abbot shouted, "Stop. Did you beat the black dog guarding the gate of the mountain temple to death? Now you want to run away if you want to evade responsibility?"
The rough voice inside denied that we were not the ones who killed him. Monk Greedy Finger said that he poisoned him with the "three-step down" poison. The responsibility lies with him and has nothing to do with us. Then, the sharp and loud voice also pointed at the greedy monk and said in unison that the responsibility lies with him and has nothing to do with us.
The greedy monk argued angrily, "You guys ate dog meat and refused to admit it. Am I the only one responsible for it?" He said in a rough voice, "You alone should be responsible. We didn't know where you got the dog meat from at first. If we had known earlier, it was you who poisoned the guard dog in the mountain temple with "three-step poison" We won’t eat it at all if it was obtained by someone who died. We are afraid of offending the mountain god if we eat it!
The greedy monk was already unable to argue, but he felt unhappy inside if he didn't argue. He said, when you eat dog meat, why don't you say you are afraid of offending the mountain god? The high-pitched voice said that it is not an exaggeration to know, because we do not understand the situation.
The loud voice said with hindsight, no wonder I saw you disemboweling the dog, scooping out the dog’s entrails and throwing them away. I said the inside was delicious, but you said the inside was not delicious. Only now do I understand that dogs that have eaten the "Three Steps Down" poison cannot eat the contents, as they will be poisoned if they eat it.
The abbot stretched out his hands and pressed down gently, saying no more fighting, all three of you lay people should leave! He pointed at the greedy monk again and spoke louder, "You stay."
At this time, the greedy monk knelt on his knees in front of the abbot, slapped himself in the face, and said, Elder, it's all my fault that I did such a bastard thing because of my greedy mouth.
You, a monk, are not even as good as ordinary lay people. Ordinary lay people know the rules and dare not touch the property in the temple casually. You are so brave that you poisoned the guard dog in the temple. You broke two houses in one fell swoop. Precepts: Precepts from killing and from stealing. Just looking at the world, if you are suspected of robbery and murder, as long as we report it to the local police station, it would be strange if we don't arrest you and detain you for ten and a half months.
When the abbot said this, the greedy monk kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, and asked the abbot not to report the matter to the local police station. The abbot obeyed him and asked, "It's okay if you don't want to report the crime. You said it yourself, you committed the two precepts of stealing and killing, what should be done?"
Monk Greedy said, Elder, you are the master of a temple. You can deal with it as you say. I have no complaints at all. When the abbot saw that he wanted to repent, he immediately expressed his opinion, so let's do what I want! The most important thing is to save the undead soul of the black dog that was poisoned by you and then skinned and eaten by you, so that it will not end up with you and take revenge on you.
The greedy monk asked again, how should the dead soul of the black dog be saved? The abbot then ordered him to do this. I saw the greedy monk immediately stood up, walked over there and took down the black dog skin hanging on the ladder. Several monks helped him dig a hole in the mountain to bury it, and then recited some sutras and mantras in order to save the black dog. Undead.
The abbot also emphasized that the dead black dog should be treated like a human being, and that sutras and mantras should be recited for seven or forty-nine days before salvation could be possible. However, Monk Greedy only recited it for four days. He couldn't keep it up for a week, so he quit. He was afraid that the abbot and other monks would criticize him, so he simply returned to secular life.
His common name is Ganpu. Ganpu's hometown is located in Ganjiazhuang, four kilometers away from Shanshen Temple. When he returned home that winter, he put on a dog skin coat and didn't feel cold at all. It was snowing in the sky, and most of the villagers were shivering from the cold. They were all envious of Ganpo's warm clothes. Some said that you got so hairy in the temple that you even wore a dog-skin coat.
Gan Pu smiled bitterly and said that the dog-skin coat was not made in the temple, but it was somewhat related to living in the temple. Someone changed the topic again, Brother Gan, why don’t you live in the temple anymore?
I can't stand that kind of restraint. There are many rules and regulations in the temple. You can't eat this, you can't drink this, you can't do this, you can't do this. , it’s hard for me to do it, so I just returned to secular life. Ganpo said as he brushed his plush dog fur coat.
Does this dog-skin coat have an origin? On the day Ganpu returned to secular life, he quietly dug up the pit where the black dog's skin was buried and picked up the skin again. Fortunately, it was only buried for a few days and did not rot. It was sent to the leather processing factory in the county for processing, and then made into a dog skin jacket. What he is wearing now is not only warm, but also quite beautiful.
But the ghost of the black dog hated Ganpo to death. When the Animal God captured it, it swore a poisonous oath: Even if it lasts for a thousand eons, as long as I have the chance to take revenge on Ganpo, I will definitely take revenge. The Animal God Si smiled and called it by its nickname, Black Tiger, didn't he chant sutras and mantras for you to save you? Why do you still hate him? You should be grateful to him.
Don't talk about it. He couldn't persist in reciting the Four Heavenly Sutra mantra, so he couldn't save me. Even though he didn't save me, my hatred for him gradually faded away. It would be fine if he didn't insist on reciting the 7749 mantras for me, but what he did was too immoral. He also took out my skin that had been peeled off and buried under the supervision of the abbot of the mountain temple and made another one. He is wearing a leather jacket, do you think I should retaliate against him?
Si Zhushen still smiled and said, this is a good thing! If your dog skin is peeled off, you can't be resurrected anyway. If you bury it in the soil, it will rot sooner or later, and it will be of no use at all. That guy in Ganpu took your dog skin out of the pit and made a dog skin. Isn't it nice to put a coat on your body to keep you warm and put things to good use or turn waste into treasure? Why are you still worried? Besides, this is also for you to eliminate karma! You have sinned so much that you were reincarnated as a dog.
The dead black dog groaned for a long time, feeling both ashamed and angry. Then he raised his tail half-upright and said what was in his heart in the dog language of an animal. I am not that noble. I must take revenge on him. Of course it would be good to put this thing to its best use or turn waste into treasure. If someone else makes my dog skin into a jacket and wears it, I have no objection. The problem is that the guy from Ganpo does this, and I can't stand it. I don't want to take advantage of him. He has a vicious heart, and I must retaliate against him.
If you blame others so much, be careful about being reborn as a snake. The Animal God Si looked at the dead black dog that he had put into the dog cage and said.
