The Monkey King

A cold wind blew by, and the frost-covered leaves swayed slightly in the wind.

A few wisps of fine sand sprinkled down the hillside and made a rustling sound, just like the sound of rain.

Under the bright moonlight, coldness is the only feeling left at this moment.

An eight-year-old little monk, wearing a thin monk's robe, knelt on the frozen stream and hit it hard with a stone. He finally broke out a few pieces of ice, but his little hand was already red and swollen from the cold. .

The small body shivered slightly in the cold wind.

Taking a few breaths of hot breath into his palm, he hurriedly put the broken ice into the basket, carried the basket that was bigger than him, and walked up the winding mountain road step by step.

It had been a long time since Xuan Ye had seen the sun. Even Xuan Ye himself couldn't remember. In short, it had been a long, long time.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and all the rivers and lakes have frozen. The trees are also covered with thick frost, but the leaves are still as green as new ones. What's even more strange is that it hasn't snowed yet.

Fortunately, it didn't snow. Otherwise, he, his master, and the other brothers would have frozen to death.

I heard from the master that there was a demon monkey making trouble in the east, which even caused the Dragon King and the King of Hell to flee. Naturally, there was no rain.

After walking for a long time, he finally climbed up this low mountain out of breath and saw the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain. The temple door was rotten and leaning against it, as if it would fall if the wind blew. land.

Walking into the temple, he stood on tiptoes and threw the broken ice into the pot in the kitchen. He took out the huozhezi and lay down next to the stove to light a fire. When all the ice in the pot turned into water, he climbed onto the stove and took a bowl, held it in his hands, and walked cautiously into the hall.

The Buddha statues in the main hall have grown spider webs because they have not been taken care of for a long time. The ground is even more messy, with sand, rotten wood, and everything else. It looks like a ruin.

Turning into the small side room, he looked up and saw a pale old monk leaning on the couch.

"Master, are you feeling better?" As he said this, he handed over the bowl filled with water with both hands.

He took the water handed over by Xiao Xuanye. The old monk took a sip. Covering his mouth, he coughed twice, covered his chest, took two deep breaths, and sighed softly: "It's much better. I thought I was going to leave, but I didn't expect that I recovered again. Thanks to the blessing of Buddha."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together. Bow devoutly towards the west.

Xuan Ye opened his clear eyes wide and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want to eat something?"

"Eat something?" The old monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Is there anything else I can eat in the temple?"

"There is no rice, but my disciple went to pick some wild vegetables this morning. How about making wild vegetable soup for the master later?"

The old monk nodded happily and smiled. After thinking about it, he asked softly: "Have your two senior brothers come back?"

"First Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother haven't come back yet."

"Not back yet?" The old monk blinked, frowning tightly, and turned to look out the window.

It was still dark outside. What's worse is the weather.

Most of the people in the small town at the foot of the mountain have moved away, and now there is no way to change the fate. Although as long as he recovers from his illness, it will not be difficult to find something to eat on the mountain, but if the weather continues to be cold like this... ...I don’t know when the two masters and apprentices were frozen to death here.

After thinking for a long time, the old monk said softly: "Xuan Ye, let's wait for two more days. If your two senior brothers still can't come back, we won't wait for them."

"Wait for them?" Xuan Ye was stunned.

"Yes, let's go south and see if we can find a place with people."

"But... why do you want to leave? Isn't this temple very nice? Although it is a bit broken now, we can repair it when the weather gets better."

"Because it's cold. If it continues like this, we may be frozen to death before the weather gets better."

"But don't we have Buddha to protect us? What are we afraid of?"

Hearing this, the old monk was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he touched Xuan Ye's head, blinked his old eyes and said softly: "Begging for Dharma from the Tathagata to cultivate your spirit, and begging for food from the common people to support your body. Cultivating Buddhism is What we have to cultivate ourselves is our own business. All the sufferings in this world are to hone our mind. If the Buddha is willing, that's fine. If the Buddha can't get away, we shouldn't make any demands. "

Xuan Ye frowned tightly and said with a flat mouth: "If one day I become a Buddha, I will be a Buddha who is willing to save suffering. If someone is hungry, the disciple will give him clothes, and if someone is thirsty, the disciple will give him water. Like this If the weather is freezing, you should give me some thicker clothes."

As he said that, Xuan Ye stretched his head and looked out the window, but unfortunately there was nothing outside the window.

Looking at his innocent appearance and listening to those words, the old monk was already overjoyed and sighed softly: "It's a good idea that you have, but the four major and five aggregates of Buddhism are empty. If you really become a Buddha, you will pursue the Dharma wholeheartedly. How can you care about this mortal's affairs? If you do, you will be stained with meaningless cause and effect, and stained with the meaningless world of mortals."

"Ah?" Xuan Ye was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said with a confused expression: "This... master, after becoming a Buddha, you still have to follow so many rules?"

The old monk gently patted the young monk's hand and said: "This is not a rule, but a result of one's mind. Becoming a Buddha is about enlightenment, studying Buddhist scriptures hard, going through suffering, and becoming a Buddha. Without that mind, how can one achieve enlightenment? Become a Buddha? If you had that kind of mind, how could you do that?"

"Then can the disciple not become a Buddha first?"

"Why don't you become a Buddha first?"

Xuan Ye said very seriously: "When you are only one step away from becoming a Buddha, stop, help others, and wait for everyone to become a Buddha together. Master, what do you think of this idea of ​​​​disciple?"

As he spoke, Xuan Ye blinked and looked at his master expectantly.

As the saying goes, the old monk is already a little bit dumbfounded.

"Everyone else is seeking to become a Buddha, but you want to not become a Buddha first?"

"Can't you?"

Caressing Xuan Ye's head, the old monk sighed softly: "Silly boy, you have the final say when you become a Buddha."

"Can't you make the final decision yourself?"

"Of course not."

Xuan Ye flattened his mouth in disappointment.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance.

Xuan Ye shrank to the ground in shock.

The old monk was also shocked and almost fell off the couch. He quickly said: "Xuan Ye, hurry up and take a look."

"Eh."

Xuan Ye immediately picked up his trouser legs and ran out. When he stepped out of the temple gate, he was completely stunned.

The strong wind swept across, and amidst the roar, a mountain in the distance was collapsing. The mud and sand poured down like an avalanche, submerging the long-abandoned village at the foot of the mountain.

Lightning criss-crossed in the vortex formed by the clouds in the sky.

The monkey held the golden hoop and hung in the air, panting and staring at Tathagata and roared: "I don't allow you to touch them——!"

The sound was so loud that the world was shaken, and Xuan Ye who was standing far away couldn't help but cover his ears.

"Who are they?" He stared intently through the crack in the door, seeming to recognize Tathagata.

Watching the monkey quietly, Tathagata half-closed his eyes and sighed softly: "The power follows the heart. The power now is much stronger than just now... Hehehehe, it is indeed Wuji. Such a powerful power can destroy the world. Earth, really no one can stop it. It’s a pity that although the strength is limitless, the heart is.”

"What do you want to say?" The golden cudgel in the monkey's hand clenched loudly: "As long as you dare to touch them, I will kill all your disciples!"

"The poor monk has moved, why don't you kill him? Why are you still following the poor monk?" Tathagata spread his hands and chuckled: "You have also practiced Buddhism, but unfortunately you have not achieved anything. You should know what the poor monk is like. Don’t care. Would you like the poor monk to take you to Lingshan Mountain and kill a few disciples with your own hands so that you can verify the poor monk’s practice?”

The corners of the monkey's eyes suddenly twitched, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "What good...will this do to you? Aren't you all in vain?"

Tathagata smiled faintly and said: "Because... you hate the poor monk. Although 'Wuji' does not threaten 'selflessness', after all, it is the cultivation of heaven. The poor monk is not omniscient and knows the past like Lao Jun." The future. Everything must be guarded against. You say, right?" (To be continued~^~)

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