"Ahem! This donor! Although you have the freedom to dress your own maids however you want. However, my master and apprentice are monks after all, why don't we restrain ourselves?" Sitting on the chair, he felt quite uneasy. The old monk said.
Feng Linwen picked up the tea bowl and blew a sip of the tea leaves floating in the tea bowl. However, he did not take a sip. Instead, he put down the tea bowl again, lowered his head and suddenly asked: "Master, do you like to watch it?"
"Monks, don't tell lies!"
The old monk clasped his hands together and could only say: "Amitabha!"
"Look! You obviously like it, but you want to refuse it. Why bother?"
"Besides, it's just two pieces of meat. If you don't have a clue in your heart, what difference does it make if you look at it or not? Those animals are naked all day long, exposing everything. How can you take another look at them?" Feng Linye Changing concepts secretly, as if he was practicing Zen with an old monk.
However, the old monk said as if he had been taught something: "What the donor said is right. Love of beauty is the same as all sentient beings. The poor monk is so coquettish, but he seems to have fallen behind."
After saying that, his eyes were dull and he looked around, even more unscrupulously.
"Is it enough to see through at one point?" Feng Linyi smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"No rush! Take your time."
For a long time, Feng Linwen entertained the master and apprentice with big fish, meat, wine, good food, and even fat and thin beauties.
Whenever the two refused, Feng Linwen would persuade them with the same reasoning.
It only talks about idealism, not about discipline.
After such a long time, even the master and apprentice have become accustomed to it.
There are BMWs and fancy cars going in and out, beautiful women are looking around, and the food and drinks are all meat and vegetables, which is no less luxurious.
Until one day, the young monk was sitting on a precious carriage and saw poor people on the road. They had no clothes to cover their bodies, no food to eat, they were skinny and skinny, and their eyes were numb. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.
Return to Zhen Youcai's house and tell the old monk the matter.
Under the stimulation of the Black Kama Sutra, although the two men recovered their memories, they were separate individuals before they became one. The old monk gained sedimentation and stability, while the young monk gained agility and liveliness.
"Master! You said that as monks, we drink, eat meat and enjoy luxury every day. Is it right or wrong?" The young monk looked at the old monk with confusion in his eyes.
The old monk said: "After the wine and meat passed through the intestines, it remained in the heart of the Buddha. The Buddha-nature of the benefactor is solid and truly extraordinary. The Buddhist scriptures say that this life is suffering from the sins of the previous life and the reincarnation in the world is nothing better than this."
"Is that so?" After all, the little monk represents the agile and future side, and he still feels that something is slightly wrong.
Just at this moment, Feng Linwen came to the door.
"Two eminent monks? How considerate of your hospitality these days?" Feng Linyan asked with a smile.
The two monks naturally said 'yes'.
Even in the past, when they were one, they often lived in the open, walked in remote places, and practiced hard in the world. Such a good day really doesn't last a few days.
"In that case, you two eminent monks, don't you want to give me something in return? For example, some of the powerful techniques you have been practicing." Feng Linwen continued.
He said it!
Unexpectedly, the purpose was stated directly.
But actually, if you think about it carefully, is there any other way?
There should be no more!
There were no secret books recorded, and there were no suitable candidates. It just so happened that these two monks had reached a dead end and needed to pass on the magical skills. Apart from letting them take the initiative to explain themselves, it seems that they can't think of any other way.
"Huh?"
"Um?"
The two monks, one big and one small, stared at Feng Linhui with big eyes and small eyes at the same time.
They didn't react for a moment, why did the charitable benefactor Zhen Youcai suddenly become so philistine...and how did he know that they had a way to practice?
"What? Are you two reluctant to part with it?" Feng Linwen asked with a sneer.
"Money is something external to the body, and wine, sex, and wealth are all empty. In this case, the magical skills and skills should not be something worth worrying about. If there is nothing, how can it cause dust? Now I, a believer who worships you two, have a request You have the ability to fulfill your desire to seek the great road to eternal life, so why not?" The preparations Feng Linwen had made earlier were waiting for them here.
"No! That's not right!" The young monk strongly denied it. Although it made some sense and seemed to make sense, it just wasn't right.
"What's wrong?" Feng Linwen took a step closer, but there was a cold sweat in his hands.
If he couldn't take it by force, Feng Linwen had no choice but to kill him.
The heart-breaking situation is that the other party does not seem to feel hostility or existential crisis, but will fall into the trap step by step and find it difficult to resist.
In the final analysis, it is to take advantage of the opponent's mental barriers and make them embarrass themselves.
It is not clear who the real enemy is, or even whether there is an enemy.
So even if the two suddenly merge into one, it can't be difficult for him to seal Lin Mo!
"Although the donor gave up some extravagant wealth, the method inherited from my Daxuan Temple is the most precious treasure in the world and is priceless. How can it be worth a few days of worship?" the old monk retorted.
Feng Linye laughed loudly, with cold eyes: "Whether it's worth it or not, it doesn't matter what you say. You claim that all living beings are equal. In this case, there should be no difference between the beggar's life and yours. I gave the beggar a bag of grain. I can exchange his life. So after I have given you so many delicacies and a luxurious life, isn’t it worth a single skill?”
"No! No! It's definitely not right!" The little monk's eyes were distracted and he was even more confused.
Some inherent concepts and the kind of 'freedom' thought that Feng Linwen had recently instilled in them were fighting crazily in their minds.
Monk Jigong once said a saying that is well known to the world, "After the wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha remains in the heart." However, few people know that there is another sentence behind it, "If the world imitates me, it will be like entering the devil's path."
The sage once said: A gentleman is like an animal: he cannot bear to see his death. Hearing its sound, one cannot bear to eat its flesh. Therefore, a gentleman is far away from the kitchen.
In the same way, whether a monk is a vegetarian or takes the precepts has nothing to do with whether they have a Buddha in their heart.
But a sense of compassion and empathy.
To put it in a more modern way, there is no harm without buying and selling.
I can't stop others from eating meat, but at least I don't eat it, so even if the livestock will be killed less, that's something worth comforting.
This has nothing to do with being a Buddha or not. Actually, it has nothing to do with bullshit.
Can a monk want to eat meat? Can! Human beings are born with desires, why not?
But if you hold back, you are a good monk.
The two monks, the older one and the younger one, did not fully understand the dialectical relationship between them, but Feng Linhui used fallacies and heresies to get them into a strange circle.
When they had almost broken all the rules and regulations, they suddenly used the same principles to restrain and threaten them.
This is tantamount to hijacking their morality and conscience.
Either you have to bear the pain and give up the magic skills, hold your nose and admit it, and continue to walk on a path of idealism and detachment. Everything is an appearance and a surface. Only controlling yourself is the key.
Or you have to admit that you have gone astray before, embarked on the evil path, and fallen into the abyss of morality.
This is a multiple-choice question of self-affirmation or denial.
Coupled with the fact that the Black Kama Sutra took advantage of the little monk's confusion and took advantage of the opportunity to grow in size, the two monks fell into a difficult battle.
