This top of the mountain is bare, with neither Taoist temples nor temples.
Mu Fengzhi, who had only eaten some leaves, bark and small wild fruits for the past two days, was already dizzy with hunger.
Listening to the howling wind on the top of the mountain, looking at the blue sky above my head, I thought of my father, mother, and wife who had passed away, as well as the unborn child.
I think of my heart as high as the sky when I was young, and of the high-spiritedness of my youth and the humble dust of these years.
Life is like a dream.
What a big dream!
Mufeng's sadness came from it and he cried loudly.
There are many surprises in life.
Some people missed it and never came again.
Some things pass and become dreams.
Mu Fengzhi cried for a long time, and finally put away his tears. He looked around and saw a big white dead tree on the edge of the cliff.
I don’t know what kind of tree this tree is. It has died long ago. The trunk is white and shiny, as white as jade.
When the sun shines, it is really beautiful.
Mu Fengzhi took off the dirty belt from his waist, tied it to a branch, tied it firmly, stretched his neck in, and thought to himself: "Let's do it right here!"
Mu Fengzhi put his neck into the belt cover, pushed hard, and knocked down the stone under his feet. He suddenly began to regret it.
He heard that a starving ghost would not be reincarnated if he met King Yama!
So everyone wants to be a dead ghost.
He is extremely hungry now, and if he dies, he will be a starved person among starved people.
King Yama must have become more angry after seeing him.
The belt gradually tightened, breathing gradually became difficult, and his eyes gradually turned black. He gradually regretted it more and more.
"How great would it be if I could finish four pig's trotters? How delicious is the braised pork knuckle?"
"I should really hang myself after eating four big elbows. Can I still eat them?"
Just when Mu Fengzhi was gradually losing consciousness, there was a 'pop' sound, and the belt was overwhelmed and broke!
Mu Fengzhi fell hard with a bang.
He reacted for a long time, regained his consciousness, and realized that he was not dead!
He was so angry and annoyed that he cursed for the first time in his life: "His pig's trotters! They are so expensive, I can't afford them!"
"What? Do you want to hang yourself because you can't afford pig's trotters? Did you tell me earlier? I have!" A sudden voice sounded from the back of his head.
Mu Fengzhi thought he had seen a ghost. He was still a little confused at first, but now he was even more confused. He raised his head and saw the blue sky and white sun. He lowered his head and saw that the ground was covered with gravel.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you pinching someone? Are you stupid when you hang yourself? Where am I behind you?"
Mu Fengzhi suddenly turned around and saw an extra person not far behind him at some point.
This man has no hair, nine fragrant scars on his scalp, a white beard, a kind face, and a gray cloth monk's robe covered with various patches.
When Mu Fengzhi saw the monk, he was so angry that he thought to himself: "How disgusting is this bald thief? I committed suicide and came to watch the fun? He must have wanted to wait for me to hang myself and steal my clothes!" "
He is disgusted with all the pretentious monks and Taoists in the world. How come you are respected by thousands of people, earn money, and have food to eat when you can't pass the exam, while I can't pass the exam and just waste snacks?
After thinking about it, it just so happened that today I didn’t have any trouble with this kind of fake Taoist and fake master, and I sent it to my door, so let’s deal with it, right?
The old monk had a kind smile on his face, but a very cunning look flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen through all of Mu Fengzhi's thoughts.
"Where did you come from, you bald monk?" Mu Fengzhi looked arrogant!
"Amitabha, Buddhism talks about compassion. I just heard that the donor wanted to eat pig's trotters, so I came here to have a look!" The old monk said and took out a freshly roasted and still steaming pig from his gray cloth pocket. Come on hoof.
The pig's trotters were steaming hot, and the wind blew the aroma into Mu Feng's nose, which made Mu Feng's eyes widen with greed!
"Does the donor want to eat?" The old monk showed off and waved the pig's hoof towards Mu Fengzhi.
The aroma of pig trotters is stronger!
Mu Fengzhi wanted to rush over, grab the pig's trotters, and swallow every bite. He swallowed hard and said with difficulty: "If you want to eat, of course you have to eat. Master, can you..."
He suddenly paused. He had already made up his mind to embarrass the old monk. How could he grovel because of a mere pig's hooves?
That’s not possible, you must have principles as a human being!
Mu Fengzhi suppressed the intense greed and cleared his throat, turned his head and looked away, and said casually: "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat anything in the bald man's hand!"
"Oh! Forget it if you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it!" The old monk opened his mouth, took a big bite of the pig's trotter, wolfed it down, and ate half of the pig's trotter in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the old monk ate it, the taste became even more fragrant. Mu Fengzhi's eyes widened and his saliva flowed down like a river.
He swallowed the saliva fiercely, resisted the urge to snatch the pig's trotters, and shouted angrily and jealously: "What an old bald donkey, you don't follow the rules and regulations, and you actually eat pig's hooves! Who told you to eat it?" ?Shut up!"
Not only did the old monk not hold his tongue, but he ate even faster. As he ate, he said, "You are so weird. You just said you would commit suicide after eating pig's trotters. How come you have pig's hooves and you say you won't eat them anymore? I'm hungry." If you want to eat, why should you shut up?"
When he met this kind of monk, Mu Fengzhi was speechless for a moment. He regained his thoughts and shouted: "Monks are not allowed to eat meat, don't you know?"
The old monk nodded: "You know?"
"Then you still eat?"
"I'm eating pig's trotters, not meat?"
"Pig's trotters are also meat! In Buddhism, meat is not allowed!"
"Why is it forbidden in Buddhism to eat meat?"
"Since you want to understand the Buddha's Dharma and become a Buddha immediately, if you don't abide by the precepts and rules, how can you see the Buddha nature?"
The old monk had already finished eating the pig's trotters. He did not gnaw the remaining muscles clean, but played with them back and forth in his hand. He continued to ask confusedly: "What if you see the Buddha nature?"
Mu Fengzhi has done a lot of homework. He has been very interested in metaphysics since he was a child. He has read countless scriptures and Taoist canons, and even has more complete homework than ordinary monks and Taoists. He knows everything about this matter: "Know the mind and see the nature. This is the Buddha. All people are originally Buddhas. They entered the world of dancing and lost their true nature. When they find their own true nature, they will be restored to the Buddha body. At that time, not a single thought can be thought of, not a single thought can be extinguished, and the merits and virtues will be complete and end. Get all the troubles in the world and get all the wisdom in the world!”
The old monk finally got tired of playing. With a wave of his hand, he threw the ungnawed pig's trotters off the cliff. He clapped his hands and said, "Well said! Well said! But I still don't understand. What does this have to do with eating pig's trotters? What about the relationship?"
Mu Fengzhi was completely defeated. He stretched his neck and looked down the cliff, but the uneaten pig's trotters had long disappeared. He turned his head and glared at the hateful old monk, resisting the desire to In response to the urge to kill this old monk who didn't chew the pig's trotters clean, his lips trembled for a long time and he said urgently: "Monks are not allowed to eat pig's trotters! Anyone who eats pig's trotters is not a monk, do you understand?"
The old monk smashed his mouth, which meant that the pig's trotters were not full. The corners of Mu Fengzhi's eyes twitched as he watched!
"I eat pig's trotters. I am also a monk. How can I say that I am not a monk? The old monk has been a monk since he can remember. When I was a child, I was a little monk. Later I grew up and became a big monk. Now I am old. I am an old monk. Monk, I have been eating pig trotters all my life, and I have always been a monk, so why am I no longer a monk?"
"You... you stupid monk, if you eat meat and fish, you will not be able to participate in Zen. If you are not able to participate in Zen, it will be difficult to enter concentration. If you are not able to enter concentration, you will not be able to understand your mind and see your nature. If you cannot understand your mind and see your nature, you will not be able to become a Buddha. If you cannot become a Buddha, why do you still do this? What kind of monk, what kind of sutras are you reciting? Why not grow your hair and return to secular life?"
The old monk nodded: "What you said makes sense. I am not much like a monk, but you are very much like a monk. You understand monks so well, why don't you become a monk?"
Mu Fengzhi was stunned by the question. He was speechless for a long time and said angrily: "How many monks are there in the world? There are no less than hundreds of thousands. How many people have become Buddhas? How many people have become ancestors? If I also become a monk, will I be able to become a Buddha?" If you can't become a Buddha, what's the use of being a monk without any achievements? What's the difference between failing to pass the exam? It's better to die quickly!"
The old monk nodded again with certainty and said with a smile: "That's good! I just wasn't full. What you said is worth eating another pig's trotter!"
In Mu Fengzhi's stunned expression, the old monk calmly took out another steaming pig's trotter from the gray pocket at his waist and started to chew it again!
Mu Fengzhi used all the strength for the rest of his life to swallow the breath that flowed down. Looking at the gray pocket on the monk's waist, it could only hold two pig's trotters at most, and it was impossible to hold a third pig's trotter. !
He persisted and persisted, but finally couldn't hold on anymore. He looked at the big pig's trotters with great longing and begged: "Master, can you give me a few bites of the pig's trotters?"
The old monk's mouth was full of greasy food. He raised his eyelids inadvertently and said in surprise: "I just heard someone say that the bald man will not eat anything in his hand?"
"That kid made a mistake. Master, please don't forget the villain's fault and give me a bite!" Mu Fengzhi bowed repeatedly.
The old monk nonchalantly handed the gnawed pig's trotters to Mu Fengzhi: "You can eat it if you want. Are you a monk? I'm compassionate. Here, I'll give it to you!"
Mu Fengzhi took the pig's trotters which were almost eaten, except for the tendons and minced meat. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He held the big bones in his hands and gnawed and licked them viciously, regardless of whether the old monk was dirty or not. stand up!
It was a pity that the monk had eaten all the good meat from the pig's trotters. Mu Fengzhi wanted to eat even the bones, but in the end he didn't eat much. He stretched out his tongue and slapped it hard against the bones. Licking, if it weren't for the big bone that I couldn't chew, I would have to swallow the whole bone!
I haven't eaten anything for two days and I'm really starving!
