Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 10 If I were a Buddha, there would be no demons in the world

Landa Temple is located in Tongtai Prefecture.

It is only two or three hundred miles away from Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan.

After Bodhidharma left the Landa Temple, he traveled east all the way alone, all his magical powers were restrained.

In the eyes of outsiders, the current him is just an ordinary wandering monk.

Compared with other traveling monks, he is a little more airy, and also a little more young and handsome.

Except for the glances that attracted the young girls along the way, there was nothing unusual.

Western bliss, the pure land of Buddhism.

"This place is still within the scope of Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, so there shouldn't be any ghosts or ghosts!"

On this day, Bodhidharma came to Diling County.

between the lines.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Kou Yuanwai from South Street is giving porridge to Bujin again!"

This statement came out.

The originally lifeless streets suddenly became agitated.

"After so long, Kou Yuanwai finally started giving again!"

"Let's go to Kou Mansion for free food!"

"Maybe there is still silver, if you don't take it, don't take it!"

"Wait a minute! Allow me to change into a beggar outfit!"

"There is no beggar's costume, monk's robe is fine!"

People on the street cheered.

Immediately calling for friends, they flocked towards Kou's mansion.

"Is anyone Bukin giving gruel?"

With Bodhidharma's current cultivation base, even if he doesn't drink a drop of water for several months, he can still be alive and well.

Therefore, he is not interested in it.

only.

"Kou Yuanwai?"

Dharma felt a little familiar.

A little pondering, suddenly remembered.

In the original work of Journey to the West, the catastrophe before Tang Monk and his disciples arrived at Lingshan was related to the bandits in Tongtai Mansion.

"Could it be the same person?"

Dharma immediately smiled and shook his head.

According to his understanding of the world, it was nearly a hundred years before Tang Monk, his mentor, and his disciples went to the heavens to learn Buddhist scriptures.

The Kou Yuanwai in Journey to the West is probably still a drop of liquid at this time, and it cannot be the same person.

However, after thinking about it again, even so, there must be a relationship between the two.

Wherever you are happy, go there with pleasure.

When Dharma arrived.

There was already a long queue in front of the huge Kou Mansion, almost all of them were people in tattered clothes.

There are several monks among them.

Bodhidharma stood in the distance and glanced over.

A thin old man with a kind face, holding a porcelain plate in his hand, was distributing broken silver to the crowd.

Above its head, auspicious clouds are misty, and auspicious air hovers.

Seeing this, Bodhidharma admired him even more.

"He is really a kind person!"

Obviously, this old man is sincere and wants to help the poor.

It's completely different from those rich people who are hypocritical and hypocritical.

Right now.

A few young people who received charity from Kou Yuanwai passed by Bodhidharma.

With a bun in his mouth and broken silver in his hand.

But his expression showed great contempt and dissatisfaction.

"The buns this time are not filled with meat! Ma De, it's so unpalatable, I'm sending the beggar!"

"The silver is also less than before! It's not enough for me to have a good night in Lichun Courtyard!"

"Cut it like this, what the hell are you good people! Pooh!"

……

Listening to the complaints and cursing of these people, Bodhidharma couldn't help frowning.

Sheng Mien, Dou Mi Chou!
In ancient and modern China and abroad, most people in the world are like this.

In his previous life, he had encountered similar things.

Repaying resentment with virtue, why repay virtue?

The so-called good and evil will be rewarded in the end, seems to be just an ignorant joke.

But now it's different.

If I were a Buddha, there would be no demons in the world!
If there is no retribution for good and evil, how can we know the Buddha's mercy?

"Amitabha!"

A gleam of displeasure flashed across his eyes, Bodhidharma lowered his eyebrows and clapped his hands together.

Three or two young people walked side by side, not feeling strange at all, and cursed Kou Yuanwai with the most vicious words for no reason.

"Kou Yuanwai is so rich, maybe he has done so many dirty things in secret!"

"That's right, otherwise, how could this old thing be willing to give out money for alms? It must have done too many bad things. Spend money to buy peace of mind!"

"Why don't we rob his mother tonight, rob the rich and help the poor, and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Hey, I heard that this old thing has a daughter who looks good..."

A group of young people laughed and laughed.

Even the three-year-old girl under Kou Yuanwai's knee was not spared, and she laughed wantonly.

One person scolded dryly, took a break, with a wretched face, and just wanted to continue.

Who knows, just opened his mouth.

"puff!"

A streak of extremely smelly rice sprayed out from his mouth, splashing the person next to him all over his body.

"I……"

The man next to him was startled.

However, before the word "Wori" was finished, it turned into a puddle of yellow, smelly and thin rice rice in his mouth, and shot out immediately like peeing cow balls.

"Sun Er, your mother..."

Several other people shouted in horror.

They don't speak up.

Once you open your mouth, you only hear a "wow", and in an instant, the stench fills the whole street.

The scene was a mess, unsightly.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone at the scene was stunned.

"What's the matter with these people? What's spitting out of their mouths? Why is it so smelly?"

"Damn it, it couldn't be Yoneda, could it?"

"Is this the legendary mouth full of dung?"

"No, it's too disgusting, I'm going to vomit, vomit—"

"How can such a good person spray manure?"

"They must have done something immoral and angered the Buddha. This is the Buddha's punishment for them!"

……

Everyone covered their noses and talked a lot.

Several young people were ashamed, and fled in embarrassment amidst the sound of disgust and ridicule.

This is just a small trial by Bodhidharma, a small punishment for them.

He turned his eyes to Kou Yuanwai.

"A benevolent elder should form a good relationship!"

Think about this.

Bodhidharma formed a golden seal of Buddha's light with the power of willingness to sacrifice, and silently blessed Kou Yuanwai's body.

Unknowingly.

Although this golden seal of Buddha's light can't directly save Kou Yuanwai to become a fairy or a Buddha, it can prolong his life, make him happy for the rest of his life, and avoid some unreasonable disasters.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

Dharma was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment.

A fat monk with big ears went straight through the crowd and walked up to Kou Yuanwai with a wide smile.

"Master Kou, Buddha of Infinite Life!"

But I saw the fat monk holding the Buddha's sound bowl in his hand, smiling all over his face, and bowing to Kou Yuanwai with one hand.

"Disciple Kou Zhun, I have met the master!"

Kou Yuanwai hurriedly returned the gift.

This place is the pure land of the West, where the Buddhadharma shines everywhere and everyone in the world recites Sanskrit.

Therefore, the status of monks is quite high.

Especially for a benevolent person like Kou Yuanwai, the heart of worshiping Buddha is even more pious.

As long as the monks come to ask for alms, they will never be turned away.

Not daring to be negligent at the moment, he immediately prepared rice porridge and steamed buns, and offered them to the fat monk with both hands.

did not expect.

The fat monk glanced at it indifferently, and smiled without accepting it.

"The martial law of the poor monk is the disciple of Chan Master Duhuo of Huaguang Xingyuan. He did not come here this time to satisfy his hunger!"

The fat monk clasped his palms together and announced his family name.

"Because the temple is dilapidated and the golden body is stained, the master wants to repair it, so I wait for the disciples to come out and return some silver taels!"

"It turned out to be the Zen master of Huaguang Xingyuan!"

Hearing this, Kou Yuanwai suddenly realized.

Huaguang Xingyuan is located in the mountains thirty miles outside the city.

It is the dojo of Huaguang Bodhisattva.

In previous years, a large number of believers went to pray to the Buddha, which was quite effective and the incense was very prosperous.

But for some reason, the Huaguang Institute suddenly fell into disrepair recently.

Now it has become a deserted temple with few people.

Kou Yuanwai was naturally very happy when he heard that someone wanted to revive the Huaguang Academy.

Because, when he was young, he was enlightened by Huaguang Bodhisattva.

"It is a great merit to repair the temple and recast the golden body. If the disciple is not talented, he should give his full support!"

After speaking, Kou Yuanwai turned around and entered the mansion.

Not long after, he came out with a heavy burden.

His eyes glanced at the burden somewhat vaguely, and a ray of greed flashed across the depths of the fat monk's eyes.

Immediately lowered his brows again, so as not to be seen by others.

"Small gold is not a respect!"

There was no miserliness on Kou Yuanwai's face.

Martial law hastily took over.

It's hard to get started.

"Kou Yuanwai is kind and charitable, with a bodhisattva's heart, he will be blessed by my Buddha!"

Put away the baggage casually, full of praise for the martial law.

"It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about!"

Kou Yuanwai smiled slightly, not paying attention.

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the martial law again, and then he wanted to walk away and continue to give money to give porridge.

Unexpectedly, martial law stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Is there anything else Zen master?"

Kou Yuanwai was stunned.

"There is indeed one thing, I still need to trouble the benefactor!"

Martial Yan took out a writing brush and a merit book from his pocket.

"Please benefactor, leave your own name in this book!"

Seeing Kou Yuanwai hesitated, Martial Law hurriedly explained, "When the temple is repaired, we want to engrave the name of the benefactor on the pagoda, and chant scriptures in the morning and evening to show the merit of the benefactor!"

"Why do you need to work so hard on a trivial matter? No need!"

Kou Yuanwai waved his hand and declined with a smile.

But do good deeds, don't ask about the future!
But martial law insisted on asking him to sign the merit book.

The two stalemate for a long time.

In the end, Kou Yuanwai couldn't hold back.

In desperation, he took over the merit book.

Open it up.

The book is already full of names.

There are even a few friends who are familiar with him.

"These benefactors are lay Buddhists with good faith, and have the root of wisdom. They should be blessed by my Buddha!"

While speaking, martial law was approaching, and he hurriedly presented the brush in his hand.

The moment he lowered his eyebrows, a mocking look flashed across his eyes.

In fact, how could a mere few dozen pieces of taels of gold satisfy their desires.

What they want is Kou Yuanwai's entire family property!
Once Kou Yuanwai signs his name on the merit book, his soul will be taken away immediately, and he will become a walking dead.

He will only obey the orders of the Huaguang Institute.

At that time, Kou Yuanwai's Wanguan family wealth will become the private property of Huaguang Institute!

Before this, many people have been recruited.

But Kou Yuanwai didn't doubt that he was there, so he took the merit book over.

Just about to put pen to paper.

"Amitabha!"

A low groan came.

Followed by.

A big hand protruded from the side, holding the pen body forcefully.

(End of this chapter)