The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"Thank you ..." The man looked up, and when the Founder looked, he froze! This turned out to be a man who looked around fifty! The man's hair was a little gray and his face was full of tenacity, but after all he was a little older. Although the snow on Yizhi Mountain is swept every day, the snow in the Northeast will never be cleaned.

The sweep was cleaned in the first second, and the wind blown in the next second, and the snow in the distance would fly over and cover the ground. Therefore, the snow removal is not to clean, but to make the snow as little as possible so that people can walk easily.

Ordinary people go uphill and breathlessly. If it snows, it will be even harder to climb the mountain. There must always be a rest in the middle to continue. If your legs don't work well, relying on your hands and the snow along the way as a hindrance, how difficult is it to climb a finger mountain? Founder hasn't tried it, but thinking with my feet, I also know that this is definitely not a simple thing! Without good physical strength and perseverance, it can never be completed.

Founder couldn't imagine what it was that made the man climb up so persistently. Founder opened the eyes and gave a glance at the man. The man had a lot of gold, but not much karma. So, Founder made a decision, but no matter what, if you can, help him.

Founder lifted the man up, only to discover that Founder's legs were like two pieces of wood, motionless.

The man smiled bitterly: "It's a bit wooden ..."

Fang Zheng patted the man's legs, hard, where is the wood, it is clearly frozen!

The Founder asked, "Are you still conscious?"

Man shaking his head.

Founder said nothing, carried the man on his back and quickly walked to Yizhi Temple.

When I entered the temple, I heard the movement. The red baby, the monkey, the lone wolf, and the squirrel all came together. As for the half of the body that was protruded from the Tianlong Pond behind him, the salty fish peeping on the Naihe Bridge was too lazy to deal with it.

"Go straight and prepare for the brazier. This donor needs to warm up." Founder said.

Red baby glanced at the man and ran away immediately.

The brazier is a mobile heating device commonly used in the Northeast, but it is actually a large basin made of mud. Every family in the Northeast has fire salamander. When it is burned, it is usually stuffed with rice dumplings [internal parts of corn], or branches, wood or the like. These things are very resistant to burning. Even if they are burnt through, the heat can be stored for a long time. This effect is similar to charcoal. The people in Northeast China use these to cook, cook, and then take out the rest and put them in a brazier, and it becomes a heating device.

It didn't take long for Yizhi Temple to finish eating. There was still some charcoal in the stove pit, and the red child drew a pot and placed it on the open space in the kitchen.

After a while, Founder came in, placed the man on a chair, covered his body with a quilt from a monkey, and placed his legs next to the brazier. Founder sat next to the man and gently gave it with his hand. The other party massages his legs, and at the same time quietly moves the aura in the body into the man's legs, quickly activates his blood, warms his meridians, and restores cell activity.

In the Northeast, frostbite was common in the early years, with milder frozen skin flushing and pain. Focused on skin chapped, bleeding, purulent. Even worse, dysfunction can even freeze out. The man in front of him is already very serious with his legs frozen. If it is not for the founder to have a successful cultivation, he has real energy in his body, and it would have taken a lot of effort to change someone else.

The man was obviously exhausted, so he sat down, roasted in a brazier, warmed his body, and exhausted his heart, his head crooked, and fell asleep.

The man slept for two hours. When he woke up, he saw a little squirrel squatting in front of him. The little squirrel was staring at him with wide eyes. When he woke up, the little squirrel immediately jumped to the ground and ran ...

The man didn't care, but the next moment, a Buddhist horn sounded at the door: "Amitabha, the donor woke up? Are your legs better?"

The man looked back and saw a monk in white standing at the door with his hands folded, his face as gentle as a jade, and his smile with an indescribable affinity.

The man then remembered the previous picture of the Founder carrying him back into the monastery, bending his legs and massaging. The man immediately sat down there, as if bowing, and said, "Thank you Master for your help, thank you."

Founder shook his head and said, "Saving people is the right thing to do. Do n’t need to be polite. Do n’t hesitate, but why is it so cold to the mountain? And it seems that the donor ’s legs ca n’t move for a long time? What about relatives? "

This is also where the Founder was puzzled. When he just massaged the leg of the man, the Founder found out that the man's legs had been paralyzed and he couldn't move. Such people, supposedly should be taken care of by their loved ones, why did they suddenly run up the mountain? If not for his perseverance, he could climb up the mountain. Otherwise, just founder or other pilgrims will find that most of them are fatal. This is not a child's play!

When the man heard this question, there was no trace of frustration on his face, but he was a little more gentle, looking at the red charcoal fire in the brazier, and said, "My name is Chen Danian, because I was born in New Year's Eve, so I am 48 years old. , I am not an lonely old man who has no one to support and take care of. I have a wife and a daughter who are very beautiful, cute and well-behaved. "

Speaking of this, the man's eyes burst into tears unconsciously.

These words were originally nothing, but Founder listened to the ten different twists. What made them very beautiful, cute and well-behaved? Chen Danian's wife should also be in her forties. How can a woman of this age use her cuteness and goodness?

They all say that the relationship has come, always 18 years old, and it seems true. Founder muttered in his heart.

At this time, the lone wolf, the squirrel, the monkey, and the red baby also came in, roasting the fire around the brazier, and they all looked careless, in fact, their ears were raised. Apparently because the life on the mountain is boring, I came to listen to the story to make fun. Founder even saw a fish head out of the door, but the guy didn't seem to be very satisfied with his position and was sneaking into the room.

Fang Zheng glanced at the salted fish, and the salted fish waved an iron hook in his hand, then bit it with his mouth, and jumped, hanging on the window frame, motionless. This guy is so hanging, it really is no different from a salted fish ... but a salted fish is hung in the temple kitchen.

Chen Danian continued to tell his story, and Founder had no time to deal with the salted fish, but just gave him a look and let him be honest, don't make a mess.

However, Chen Danian talked, Chen Danian stopped talking, and the whole person entered a certain state of sorrow. There was endless tenderness in his eyes, and his voice was extremely soft, but his tears could not stop flowing.

Founder knew that Chen Danian had fallen into his own emotional world, and the things that stimulated him must be related to his daughter. So the Founder folded his hands and declared the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." The next moment he cast a dream on the yellow beam, and took all his disciples directly into Chen Danian's memories.