The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 63 In the Wuming Inn and the Wuxin Monk on Zen and Taoism
"You just said that on purpose, didn't you?"

Soaked in the tub, the monk Wuxin asked with his feet upside down.

Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "When you go out, it's better to do one less thing. I'm afraid I'm not afraid, but it's troublesome."

If you are out of town, when you hear that your accent is not a local, you will inevitably have dirty things.

Take the example just now. Given the three pieces of ocean, the shopkeeper will definitely not return one piece. Maybe it will not be enough to settle the account tomorrow.

why.

Because your accent is from a foreign country, [-]% of it is a one-shot deal, and you won't hit anyone with your bamboo stick.

Not to mention now, even after 100 years, the grandsons who gang up on the scenic spot will still play like this.

This is not bad.

If you meet someone who has no conscience, get up tomorrow morning and throw the chamber pot.

When I turn around and say that you broke an antique porcelain vase, you dare to ask for a hundred oceans from you when you open your mouth.

If you don't give it, you won't be allowed to leave. This person is unfamiliar, where can you justify it?

"Looking at your age, you are quite old-fashioned about things in the world."

The unintentional monk is somewhat novel.

"Old Daoist, it's because of the loss."

"If you suffer a loss, you will grow a cut. Don't look at my age. In fact, I entered the society very early, and the society really trains people."

Zhang Heng opened the chat box and couldn't help but say a few more words: "When I was in school, I studied through work and study by myself, and I used the vacation time to work on my own to earn some pocket money."

"I remember very clearly that I was 16 years old that year, around the Spring Festival."

"I worked part-time for a grocery store owner, and I agreed when I would go and when he would pay me."

"I worked for 38 days and guess what he said to me?"

"Say I haven't done enough for two months, and I can't post the remaining days."

"He also told me two ways, one is that I will work for another month, he will give me two months, the other is one month, and the remaining few days are extra."

Zhang Heng smiled: "There are really masters in this world!"

The monk Wuxin also laughed. He didn't expect Zhang Heng to have such an experience and asked, "How did you solve it?"

Zhang Heng replied, "I played hard with him. I stabbed a knife on the counter and said something like: Do you stab me twice, or I stab you twice?"

"And then he gave you the money?"

"Well, here it is."

Zhang Heng exhaled: "But I still feel that this breath didn't come out. When I think about it now, I still can't settle down."

After saying that, he looked at Wuxin and said happily: "I was still young at the time. Now, I have to beat him before I leave. This person is hateful."

"How hateful?"

"Later, I have seen many wicked people, but after thinking about it carefully, they are not as hateful as him, which makes my memory so fresh."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he stood up from the bathtub: "Okay, wash it up, put on your clothes and eat. I know you are young, Master. In front of me, I'm sorry to get out of the bathtub first."

"Small?"

"What do you mean!"

The monk Wuxin didn't react at first, and after a while, he scolded: "Niubi, what do you mean, the front of the co-authorship is all nonsense, so just scolded me that this sentence is the real topic, we can't finish it!"

"Being a monk is still so angry!"

Zhang Heng stood outside the bathroom, shook his head and said, "The three poisons of greed, ignorance and hatred are all in one, there is no way to save him."

After a while, the unintentional monk came out with a dark face.

Seeing Zhang Heng sitting at the table, guarding the food at the table, he didn't move at all, he opened his mouth and said, "Niubi, you hurt my heart, this is not the end, I have to find the place and meet you. fight."

"The monk is still so elegant?"

Zhang Heng knew that he was right, and asked, "What are you fighting for? You don't even care about Yue Qiluo. I am Yue Qiluo's defeated general, I'm afraid it's not enough for you to fight, right?"

"Wen Dou!"

Monk Wuxin sat on the stool and stretched out a finger.

"This is... playing a riddle!"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "One yuan is back to the beginning? No, this is from Taoism, and the monk is from Buddhism, so he should be dedicated to worshiping Buddha."

After figuring this out, Zhang Heng stretched out three fingers, meaning: "You worship the Buddha wholeheartedly, and I have three pure bodyguards."

"Amazing!"

On the other side, Monk Wuxin was also thinking secretly: "I said he can only eat one bowl of rice, he said he can eat three bowls!"

Thinking of this, Monk Wuxin also made a three gesture, meaning: "I can also eat three bowls."

"three?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly and thought to himself: "This is to say that the past, present, and future, the three Buddhas are in the world, right?

"Interesting, I said three, you said three, this is against me!"

Zhang Heng made a gesture of five, which means: "You have three Buddhas living in the world, I have Beidouxingjun, Nandouxingjun, Dongdouxingjun, Xidouxingjun, Zhongdouxingjun, and the blessing of the five elders!"

hiss! !

The monk Wuxin took a deep breath and thought to himself, "I can only eat three bowls of rice at most, he can eat five bowls?? Isn't this a rice bucket?"

Are you going to lose?

The monk Wuxin was not reconciled, and pointed to his heart again, meaning: "Eat five bowls of rice, do you believe this?"

"Heart!"

Zhang Heng pondered a little, and his eyes lit up: "This means that the Buddha is in the heart!"

Thinking of what Monk Wuxin was going to say, Zhang Heng knew how to answer, and then pointed his hand to the top of his head, meaning: "There is a blue sky above."

Isn't your Buddha in your heart, but my heaven is in your head.

Is mine bigger than yours.

"oops!"

The monk Wuxin saw it, and it was quite good: "I said if I didn't believe that he could eat five bowls of rice, he said that he could swear to God, it seems that he really didn't fool me."

Thinking of this, Monk Wuxin sighed and said, "It's the little monk who lost. Niubi has such a big appetite."

"Amount of food?"

Zhang Heng was a little confused.

Then I thought, Niubi should point out that the rice with substance should be empty, and the quantity of nothingness should be real.

The monk is relying on his nose and appetite to ask him the truth of the truth.

A very treacherous monk, first admit defeat, and then laying mines, sure enough, the hairless guy can't be trusted.

"Heavenly Venerable is immeasurable."

Zhang Heng recited Tianzun.

What it says is: 'The Tao is not existence, the Tao is not non-existent, the Tao is not balance, the Tao is not quantity, the other is not me, neither the empty nor the real, the Tao is unclear, the Tao is unclear, the mysterious and the mysterious, the source of all wonders, is the Tao. '

"I am immeasurable."

Seeing Zhang Hengkou reciting the Taoist number, the Wuxin monk naturally refused to show weakness.

Zhang Heng was shocked when he saw it, and thought to himself, "This is a response to my understanding of the Tao, is it the same for Buddha?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng nodded: "The monk is really good at Zen, Qinglian, white lotus and lotus leaf, the three religions have evolved for thousands of years. It is to persuade people to do good.”

After speaking, Zhang Heng was also a little tired, and playing Jifeng was too brain-intensive, and said, "Monk, come, drink, just kidding, I don't have the habit of peeking at men."

Wuxin monk's eyes are faint: "I have it!"

(End of this chapter)