Chapter 12 The Eleventh Wisdom Fate Master's Buddha Fate

Master Zhi Yuan had many experiences when he was young, and he even went to prison. When he came to the monastery, he was older than Jie Chen is now.Jie Chen once heard some past events from Master Zhiyuan, which was before he became a monk. Master Zhiyuan was very smart when he was young, and he was admitted to university at the age of sixteen.He is the youngest student in his class, and it has been forty years since he went to college. At that time, China was in a special historical period. At that time, every school and every unit had to catch some bad elements.Bad elements are distributed proportionally, the ratio is 5%.There are 30 students in Master Zhiyuan's class, and according to the distribution, one or two bad elements need to be caught.The gap between people is actually not obvious, so bad guys are not so easy to find.

Several cadres of the student union decided to use the method of drawing lots to identify the bad elements. Master Zhiyuan was the first to go forward to catch them, and he caught the paper ball with bad elements written on it.Master Zhiyuan has always suspected that the lottery was tricky. Maybe every ball of paper at that time wrote bad elements, and the unlucky ones were only the first to go up to draw lots, and the unlucky ones were only those who were not deeply involved in the world. Therefore, Master Zhiyuan was sent to participate in labor reform.He was considered young among the prisoners, and his body was thin. When he first went there, he staggered even when he picked up a bucket of dung. Later, his body gradually became stronger as time went by, and he could walk like flying with two buckets of dung.

Just when he was getting used to this kind of life, an accident—of course it might be man-made—disabled Master Zhiyuan's hand. Master Zhiyuan was already twenty-four or five years old when he came out of the labor reform farm. Because his case was a wrong case, the relevant department specially arranged a job for him.And his family also experienced many changes in those years, and his relatives were separated.At that time, Master Zhiyuan was not very good at communicating with others, because he didn't know what to say. Sometimes he went to work for a day, and sometimes he stayed at home for several days in a row.

Most people in the unit knew about Master Zhiyuan, so they didn't give him too much discipline, but Master Zhiyuan still got his salary on time.One day, he suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. It was an aimless journey. He got off one car and got on another. How many things, we do not know where the end is?That's because you have no end in mind. The station wagon that Master Zhiyuan was riding in broke down halfway. The driver got out of the car and stood on the side of the road asking for help. Some of the passengers cursed and some were anxious. Only Master Zhiyuan waited quietly.He saw a hill full of green trees outside the window, he got out of the car involuntarily, and walked up the hill step by step.

The mountain scenery is beautiful, which attracted Master Zhiyuan to walk down step by step. Finally, he was a little tired. He sat on the bluestone in front of the small temple on the mountainside to rest, and looked at the big tree in front of the temple without blinking.Occasionally, a fallen leaf fell, and Master Zhiyuan just sat there, waiting for the next leaf to fall. Sometimes the gate of the temple would be opened, and a fat young monk would walk up and down beside Master Zhiyuan, and sometimes he would look at Master Zhiyuan curiously.Master Zhiyuan sat for a long time, and the fat monk came out of the temple while eating, took some steamed buns and a bowl of water and put them in front of Master Zhiyuan.Master Zhiyuan grabbed it and ate it, and continued to wait for the fallen leaves while eating.

It was getting dark, and Master Zhi Yuan leaned against the temple gate and fell asleep.When he woke up the next day, there was a thin quilt on his body, which may have been covered by the fat monk. And so another day passed.On the third morning, the gate of the temple opened again, and an old monk came out. He asked Master Zhiyuan, "Do you want to come in?" Master Zhiyuan nodded.That one question has achieved the fate of Buddha for a lifetime, so there is the name of "wisdom fate". The old monk is the master of Master Zhiyuan, and the fat monk is the master of Zhiheng.

The first thing Master Zhiyuan said when he entered the temple was to ask the master, where is the fat monk?Teacher Master replied Master Zhiyuan: "The fat monk is sleeping. There are wild beasts on the mountain. During the two nights you slept in front of the temple gate, he has been guarding you inside the wooden gate behind you." No one will change in an instant. Master Zhiyuan who stepped into the gate of the temple still cannot communicate with others, and the teacher did not force him.In those years, there were very few people who came to the temple. Occasionally, a few caring donors came to the door, and the teacher asked Master Zhiyuan to receive him.

The old teacher said: "They are suffering, you go and help them." Master Zhiyuan said, "I don't know how to say Buddhism?" The teacher said, "It doesn't matter the profound Buddhist teachings, you just need to tell them your story." For some reason, Master Zhiyuan has changed day by day, becoming good at communicating with people, and many benefactors have been enlightened by him. The relationship between everything in the world is mutual. While passing on the warmth of your heart to others, you can also feel the warmth of others. Whether the storyteller or the listener, they all benefit from the story.