Ye Xiaochuan left the Yang Mansion, feeling extremely depressed. He soaked in the Yangtze River for several days, and finally transported a piece of nanmu to be sold. However, his work was in vain. Now he is penniless. What will he eat next?
, where to eat is a big question.
After repeated thinking, he felt that the person who used the Five Ghosts to Luck Money was indisputably an elder from the Cangyun Sect. Now he always felt that there was a pair of wretched eyes staring at him in the darkness that he could not see.
If you are concerned about yourself, as long as you do something that violates the rules of the sect, the person in the darkness will strike mercilessly.
"It seems that when making money, you have to be down-to-earth, and you can't take refuge in a wealthy family and wait to die."
Ye Xiaochuan understood this truth.
Disciples of the Cangyun Sect go down to the mountain for training, which usually lasts for three years, and they have to walk a hundred thousand miles in the world. Ye Xiaochuan found out that the Yang family was rich and had a close relationship with his old alcoholic master, so he planned to eat and drink with the Yang family.
months, and then ran to participate in the Duantian Cliff Fight.
Now this wonderful plan is absolutely unworkable.
There is nothing wrong with this rule of the Cangyun Sect. The purpose of going down the mountain to practice is to train your mind. If you eat and drink all day long and enjoy the blessings in soft clothes, not only will it not be beneficial to your mind, but it will damage your own foundation.
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Ye Xiaochuan recalled the sect rules of Cangyun Sect eagerly. This guy had no other abilities. He knew the thirty-six rules that must be observed and the 108 moral codes by heart.
There is no other reason. I have been used to getting into trouble since I was a child. Over the years, I have been punished by copying the rules of the house, probably no less than a thousand times. It is difficult to remember them.
Later, when he was copying the rules, he didn't need to read the words in the rules at all. He used his left and right hands to draw the bow at the same time, and he could copy out two copies of the rules in a short time.
He began to look for loopholes in the rules.
It’s not that Cangyun Sect doesn’t allow its disciples to earn some money at the foot of the mountain. If they don’t have money, wouldn’t they become beggars? But to make money, there must be rules for making money.
For example, Ye Xiaochuan served as a guard for a merchant ship in Xifeng City in order to hitch a ride. This was within the allowed scope.
As for forming a male and female gang of thieves with Baili Yuan, slipping in, picking locks, and breaking into houses, this not only violates the rules of the Cangyun sect, but also violates the laws of mortals.
Ye Xiaochuan dragged a piece of driftwood from the Yangtze River and sold it for silver. This did not violate the rules of the sect. He thought about it and thought that maybe he had blackmailed Yang Dashan, which was why he was poisoned by the supervisor in the dark.
As for the title of supervisor, it was his own imagination.
After wandering outside the city all night, at dawn, I unknowingly arrived near Langya Mountain.
I had a full meal at Yang Dashan's house last night. After a night of walking, my digestion was almost complete, and I was immediately hungry. But I didn't even have a penny on me, and I was poorer than a beggar.
He was extremely depressed, and his eyes were darting around, trying to see if he could catch a pheasant or a rabbit to feed himself in the grassy woods in the wilderness.
How could there be any rabbits so early in the morning? No game was caught, and my clothes were soaked by the dew on the flowers and grass.
At this time, his stomach growled again. Ye Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, turned his head and looked in the direction of Hanyang City, and murmured: "The worst I can do is tear my clothes to pieces, then smear some dirt on my face to beg for food..."
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We didn't see Hanyang City, but we did see the newly resplendent palaces. After careful identification, we actually came to Jishi Temple at the foot of Langya Mountain.
Someone who was tearing up his clothes and preparing to go to the city to be a beggar suddenly slapped his head and ran towards Ji Shi'an in a bounding motion.
We were still some distance away from Jishi Nunnery, and we saw two bhikkhunis wearing blue-grey monk robes opening the door of Jishi Nunnery and sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the door with brooms.
Ye Xiaochuan felt funny in his heart. People say that the temple is a pure land of Buddhism. Since it is a Buddhist temple, why should it be closed? Since it is a pure land, why should it be cleaned?
It seems that this Buddhist theory is just a false and empty statement, which is used to fool the common people.
Temples and Taoist temples are dedicated to gods who can relieve the sufferings of all sentient beings. People in the world pay homage with three sticks of incense every day, praying to these gods in the sky to protect themselves.
Some want to be promoted and make money, some want to have more children and grandchildren, some want the health of their whole family, some want marriage and love... The world is too demanding. Some people say that gods are very efficacious, while others say that there is no god in the world.
And in this world, those who least believe in the existence of gods are often the most devout believers in gods.
Those cultivators who moved mountains and reclaimed seas, realized the creation of heaven and earth, realized the reincarnation of the universe, and knew more than ordinary people, they no longer believed in gods.
Perhaps, after a certain period of time, they will feel that they are gods in the world.
When the Buddhist Amitabha and the Taoist Infinite Heavenly Lord have become the mantra for greeting each other, what else can such gods have to worship and pray for?
Ye Xiaochuan doesn't have a good impression of nuns, because there is a popular saying that if you meet a nun, you will lose every bet.
He is a gambler, and like all gamblers, he only wants to win and never lose.
It is ridiculous to say that the people who believe in the existence of gods the most in the world are precisely this group of gamblers. Even if they lose with only a pair of big pants, even if they play thirty-six leopard games in a row, they will still feel lucky in the next game.
It will definitely fall on your head, and you will definitely make a comeback.
Therefore, for thousands of years, there has been no shortage of madmen in gambling houses who lost everything and sold their sons and daughters.
Recently, I heard Situ Feng say that the so-called gods are actually a group of zombie monsters without emotions and heart, which made Ye Xiaochuan even more disgusted with immortality.
When Ye Xiaochuan heard a young bhikshuni in front of him say "Amitabha" to him, his head got big.
But there is no other way, people always have to eat, and Ji Shi'an accepts good friends, so he won't give himself a poor man a mouthful of oil-free vegetarian food, right?
"Amitabha, this benefactor, this nunnery is a quiet place. It is only open to believers on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Donor, please come back."
"Amitabha, this beautiful little nun, Ye Xiaochuan, a disciple of Cangyun Sect, I met with your abbot Xuanhui Shenni yesterday. To be honest, I was ordered to go down the mountain to practice, but all my money was stolen. Now
Is it a convenience for someone who is poor and penniless and wants to stay at Guibao Temple for a few days and eat a few fast meals, but I don’t know if it’s possible?”
The two young bhikkhunis at the door looked at each other, as if they had never met a cultivator who had come to Ji Shi'an to stay and eat in the past few years, and they were also disciples of the Cangyun Sect.
After a while, a young bhikshuni with big eyes said: "Although this nunnery is a place outside the world, it has always been welcoming good friends. However, this nunnery is a small nuns' temple after all. There are very few men who stay here. A nun can't do it."
Lord, you have to ask the abbot about this matter."
Ye Xiaochuan also knew that if there was a man living in the nunnery, his reputation would be bad, so he said: "Then go and ask. I'm so hungry. If you don't take me in, I have to go to Hanyang City quickly. Maybe I can return the favor."
Can I ask for some hot food?"
The nun nodded, put one palm on her chest, and said, "Almsgiver Ye, please wait for a moment."
