"Now that you have entered Buddhism, you must abide by the Ten Precepts!"
The Buddhist hall was solemn. After taking refuge for the third time, the young monk knelt on the ground with his hands clasped together. Guang Hui stretched out his hand to touch his head and roared like a lion: "The first precept is not to kill!"
"Don't kill all sentient beings indiscriminately, uphold the Vajra Act with a bodhisattva heart, and act with caution at all times." Next to Guanghui, the monk holding the file shouted: "Can you uphold it?"
"Yes." The monk kowtowed three times and said in a deep voice: "Disciple can hold it."
"The second commandment is, don't steal!"
"Unless the owner gives permission, you are not allowed to take it for your own use. With a pure heart, you must guard the deeds of heavenly demons and protect your body from the three evils." The monk holding the file shouted again: "Can you hold it?"
"able."
"The third precept is not the holy life!"
"Do not engage in adultery between humans and non-human beings, so that there are no defects in the conduct, so that you can achieve fundamental Zen, and there are no defects in sexual conduct. Can you uphold it?"
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After the Ten Precepts, a trace of sadness and relief flashed in Guanghui's eyes, but it disappeared suddenly. He silently put his hand on the monk's head for the last time, looked around the monks watching the ceremony in the Buddhist hall, and slowly exhaled:
"There are people who worship the Buddha, receive precepts from a wise master, practice what they have received without losing energy, worship at morning and evening, light lamps respectfully, fast without getting tired of it, their hearts are always happy, supported by good gods, they go where they want, everything they do is multiplied, they become celestial dragons, ghosts and gods,
If you are respected by everyone, you will eventually attain enlightenment; you are a good man, a good woman, and a true disciple of the Buddha."
"Starting today."
A faint smile appeared on Guang Hui's face, which was as hard as a rock carving: "Your Dharma name is ignorance!"
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"The void of the world can contain the colors and images of all things, the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers and earth, springs and streams, vegetation and jungles, evil and good people, evil and good laws..."
Paint Jinting.
In the water pavilion of the largest brothel in Jiuzhang City, the graceful and enchanting women sat in a group, laughing and hugging their slender legs like children, revealing the warmth under their long and beautiful necks and outside their thin gauze clothes.
Skin as soft as jade.
In the center of the sweet and fragrant powder, the young monk did not squint his eyes, but continued to preach: "Heaven and hell, all the seas, and the mountains of Sumeru are always in the sky, and the human nature of the world is empty. It is also like this, like -"
"Wait!" A graceful woman with peonies on her eyebrows suddenly raised her hand and chuckled: "Little monk, I have something to ask you!"
"Wu Ming." The monk stopped preaching and corrected him with some embarrassment: "The poor monk's name is Wu Ming."
"Okay, Ignorance!" The woman laughed again: "Let me ask you, are there prostitutes in the Buddhist Kingdom of Western Heaven?"
"this……"
"If there are no prostitutes, what will they do?" The woman's face showed a perplexed expression: "Is it possible... do they have to use their own hands?"
Amidst the gentle laughter of a group of women, Wu Ming showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. When the women saw his expression, their laughter became more and more charming and cheerful, making the young monk even more confused about what to do.
.
"Eat the shit from the sky! Who gave your dogs the guts to tease Buddha!"
When Wu Ming almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under, Qi Jinting's madam put her hands on her hips angrily, and finally broke in, cursing.
When this old woman jumped up, she seemed to have a heroic spirit that seemed to command thousands of troops. The women who were graceful and enchanting just now turned into obedient quails, and even Wu Ming was severely beaten.
Shocked, he stood there stunned, not knowing what to do.
"Let's go, don't be such a fool!"
Suddenly a small hand stretched out from beside him and tugged on his belt. Wu Ming nodded and was led away by the small hand obediently.
They passed through a bamboo forest and entered the backyard of Qijinting. The garden was divided into two areas. The prostitutes lived in tall houses in the front yard. The backyard was in disrepair. Apart from a bamboo forest, there were only a few low brick houses.
There were knee-high weeds everywhere.
In a secluded place with no one around, the owner of the little hand let go of Wu Ming's belt in disgust. She jumped up and climbed to the rockery beside the bamboo forest. Her beautiful eyes stared directly at Wu Ming, like a curious and curious bird.
Proud wildcat.
"Hey, monk."
She said: "Why do you always come to Qijinting to give lectures to these prostitutes?"
"I'm going down the mountain in a few days. The teacher is worried that I will be deceived by the beauty at the foot of the mountain, so he asked me to practice the Skull and White Bones Temple." He raised his head under the bamboo shade, feeling a little embarrassed to speak: "The teacher said that what I do is called training the mind.
The world of mortals refines the heart.”
"oh."
"Um."
"Huh??? What a ghost! Uh-huh! Are you stupid? Are you a bald ass!"
"..."
Wu Ming touched his head and laughed sadly.
"Miss Xiaoqiu, what's wrong with you?"
He knew the little handyman in this brothel. The prostitutes called her Xiaoqiu, and Wuming also called her Miss Xiaoqiu. During the days when he was giving lectures in Qijinting, Wuming thought that they should have become friends.
"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, this name is so stupid!" The girl climbing on the rockery raised her head proudly: "My name is not Xiaoqiu anymore!"
"Um."
"My current name is Danqiu!" Seeing that Wuming was still confused, she curled her lips in disdain and explained patiently: "The girls in Qijinting all have flower names, like Ziting, Ranqing, Dangxia,
They are all very nice nicknames! I can’t be worse than them!"
"Did you get it yourself?"
"No way!"
"Dan Qiu is not good." Wu Ming thought seriously for a while, then shook his head and said truthfully: "I once saw a sentence in an ancient book, 'Not as good as Shang Cui Wei', which has a very beautiful meaning. Miss Xiao Qiu might as well take the word 'Wei' as her name.
, is that good?”
"Which ancient book?"
"Well……"
Wu Ming was stunned and stunned for a moment. Ever since he suffered from heart disease, there were inexplicably more sounds in his ears, and his memory was as messed up as a bundle of firewood.
Which ancient book does that sentence come from?
Suddenly, even he couldn't remember it.
"Hey! Return the ancient book, and you can make it up for me, girl!" Xiaoqiu spat hard on the ground, her beautiful eyes turned as white as dead fish: "I want Danqiu, I have spent so much effort.
You are not allowed to speak poorly of what you have thought of!"
"sorry."
"It's not like we have no money!" Xiaoqiu lamented.
"No money?"
"If I were rich, no one would dare to call me Gou Sheng!" Xiao Qiu sneered: "Yesterday Mr. Zhang from the city came to Qi Jin Ting to play tricks. His full name is Zhang Dayou. It's such a silly name.
I am still praised so highly by mothers that I am too embarrassed to listen to those flattery words!"
"...That's not what I meant." Wu Ming suddenly felt a little weak. He had never been alone with a woman like this, and he had never thought that a woman would be so difficult to deal with.
Xiaoqiu raised her chin and hummed twice, noncommittal.
The fumigating wind passing by the pond gently drifted through the bamboo forest. In the fragrance of powder in the wind, Wu Ming raised his head blankly, but Xiao Qiu on the rockery ignored him and just pretended not to see him.
He thought that maybe he really said the wrong thing...
"Miss Xiaoqiu, I..." At this moment, the messenger jade pen around his waist suddenly lit up, making Wu Ming's expression become solemn, and the unfinished words stopped in his throat.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoqiu couldn't help but ask.
"Teacher, if you have something to call me, I have to leave."
"Go ahead and get out!"
Wu Ming hesitated for a moment, then saluted with namaste, turned around and strode away.
Bang!
A fruit core was smashed by the wind, leaving deep marks in the mud, and then rolled to Wu Ming's feet.
"Miss Xiaoqiu?"
"Hey! Is your heart disease healed?"
"It's much better, but when the pain starts, I hear a lot of strange sounds, as if I am suddenly not me anymore." Wu Ming laughed: "The teacher said that I am not good at Zen and have random thoughts."
"What the hell, it's just like a monk who eats too much vegetarian food and doesn't see any fat or meat!"
She always thought that Wu Ming was just an ordinary monk.
Xiao Qiu muttered, took out a medicine bottle from her purse, and threw it towards Wu Ming: "This is the elixir from Dr. Wei in the west of the city. Everyone said that after taking it, you will be immune to all diseases. I kindly give it to you."
Yes, don’t waste it!”
The faint medicinal aroma was just a random mixture of several herbs. Before Wu Ming could say his thanks, he saw the small figure on the rockery waving to him, and Zi Liu jumped down and jumped out of the backyard.
She ran very fast, like a cheerful wild cat, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There is no one around.
Open space.
Wu Ming lowered his head and smiled. He took a step forward and crossed thousands of miles in an instant.
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Jingang Temple, Jalli Yatou.
The middle-aged monk with a dull face clasped his hands behind his back, silently staring at the vast Baili Daze at the foot of the cliff, like a stoic and solemn rock sculpture.
Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly.
Behind him, Wu Ming tore through the void with his hands and walked out of the darkness.
"Teacher." Wu Ming kowtowed deeply to Guang Hui: "Disciple is late."
"The abbot summoned all the monks to discuss matters in the Daming Hall. You and I are the only ones missing. Let's go." Guang Hui said calmly: "Wu Ming, I asked you to go to the brothel down the mountain to learn Skull and Bones. What's the result?"
"Quite a gain."
"It's good if you get it!" Guang Hui sneered: "Dependence arises from impermanence and persists between two hearts. I have high expectations for you, and I want you to realize the supreme Bodhi! Don't make the mistake of being a man or woman just because of it.
My good cultivation!"
"Disciples don't dare!"
"There is also something about going down the mountain. I need to talk to you first." Guang Hui turned around and said, "You have to hide your identity when you go out. Your Dharma name is 'Wu Ming', so you can't be blatant about it. Let's use a common name for now."
"Disciple asks the teacher to give me a name."
"You have to work hard for such a small thing, how can you learn Zen!"
"Then..."
Wu Ming shrank his neck, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, smiled and said:
