Chapter 2 2. wind chill

The sunlight gradually narrowed, and there was no distinction between people and trees five feet away.Hongren didn't go back to the temple right away, but walked slowly outside the main gate.Outside the main gate, there are weeds, miscellaneous trees, heavy clouds, and the moon cannot shine. Bu Er squinted hard, and he could still barely see Hongren's profile through the crack in the south wall of the toilet. Hongren unbuttoned his monk's robe, and the pagoda-like penis leaned out. The horse eye at the end of the penis was higher than the navel, and the horse eye and the belly button together looked at the miscellaneous trees a little farther outside the outer wall.

Buer can only see Hongren's back, but not Hongren's eyes, whether they are open or closed.Buer saw Hong Ren slowly open his arms, and in a burst of trembling, the semen sprayed out from the horse's eyes, hitting the tree trunk not far away, the tree trunk shook, and four or five leaves that hadn't grown yet firm fell off.The rain gradually became heavier, wet the tree trunk, and carried the semen on the trunk to the ground. Bu Er then saw Hongren trembling for the second time, and continued to open his arms. "What are the three treasures of Buddhism?" Hongren's voice came to Buer's ears from a distance, not loud but very real, like a few flying insects flying into Buer's cochlea.

"you ask me?" "Apart from you, who is still ripping off the wall of the toilet?" Every monk who wanted to become a monk had just arrived at Dongshan Temple, and Hongren repeatedly dissuaded him. Those who didn’t want to come, it’s better not to come, and those who came, it’s better to go back.Better to die than to live.The Buddha's threshold is very high, the door frame is very narrow, and the happiness in the world can never be enjoyed in a lifetime.If you die before you have exhausted yourself, it is definitely a good death.Hongren usually doesn't talk much, but when he persuades people to turn around before the mountain gate, he basically deviates from Zen's skeptical words and clear and concise attitude, and falls into the lengthy Buddhist arguments of Tianzhu and Shendu. Basically, his speech and behavior are like a nagging old man. Wife: "Look at you, you like to drink, but there is no alcohol in Dongshan Temple, and there is no alcohol.

How wonderful is wine, there is no such thing in the sky, on the ground, or between heaven and earth, it is made by man and given to man by gods. Nourishment from the earth, watered by rain and dew from the sky, it was a plant at first, but after brewing, it doesn’t look like a plant at all. The best corn wine tastes like the metal of a knife, and the best wine tastes like a woman’s obscene clothes. Obscenity.No matter how heavy the work is, drink a pot, and the muscles and bones will loosen up.No matter how annoying things are, drink a few cups, and my heart will pass.If you seek to get rid of afflictions, wine is better than Buddha, and wine is much faster.The Buddha is like this, the more troubles there are, the less he will help you.If you don't look for him, he will look for you and stab your conscience.As for this, you have to understand that the Buddha’s energy and time are limited. You ask the Buddha to solve your specific problems. You want the Buddha to cure your mother’s beriberi. not come.It is better to ask for wine than to pray for Buddha. "

"Look at you, you like women. Women are good, so good. I feel good when I think about it. Wearing clothes or not wearing clothes is good, it looks good, smells good, touches, hugs and inserts, not to mention, it is really good.Especially in winter, it's cold outside, and it's also cold inside, hug a woman, bury her head between her breasts, and put her legs between her legs, it's warm.What about you, if it is your woman who ran away, don't despair, I, Datang, many women are born every day, there will always be someone you can sleep with, and someone who is willing to sleep with you, why does a good man have no wife?If it is difficult to find a ten-six-year-old, then find a sixty-year-old.Find someone with a tight cunt, and if it's hard, find someone with four babies.A tight cunt is good, but a loose cunt also has its advantages. You have been playing for a long time, and it is spacious. If you don’t pay attention, your whole body will get into it.White thighs, juicy cunt, really can't keep you?There are no women in Dongshan Temple, no women's bathroom, no ewes, no hens.Even if there is, it’s not enough, even if it’s enough, when it’s your turn, you’re sixty, you basically don’t need to fuck, and you basically can’t tell the difference between men and women. "

"Look at you, you are greedy for money. It's good to be greedy for money, but it's good to have nothing. If you have money, money is your own son, even dearer than your own son. If you save it, it will always be there. You spend it. It doesn't even say a grievance. With money, you are more emperor than the emperor, drinking every day, sleeping with a girly girl every day, and whoever wants to call you father, whoever wants to call you father. As for you, if you have no money for a while, you will not even pay taxes. Can’t afford it, don’t bother, it’s just temporary, your business judgment is so good, you have insight into the world, you are experienced in human affairs, you have sharp triangular eyes, and you can’t grow a beard on your chin. You will definitely be rich. But no matter how rich you are, when you arrive Dongshan Temple is nothing. No wine, no girl with yellow flowers, everyone is your father, and you may fall in love with other monks. Monks are also human. You are so handsome. Your wife likes you, your lover likes you. , some monks think the same way! If you are madly in love with a monk, if I don’t pay attention and I can’t guard it, your mouth will become an asshole, and your asshole will become a chrysanthemum. Tell me, why do you bother? ?”

If they could not be persuaded to leave with such earnest words, Hongren burned incense, put twelve points on the heads of the newcomers, and burned the ring scars to make them real monks. "If you burn your body, arms, and fingers. If you don't burn your body, arms, and fingers to make offerings to the Buddhas, you are not a bodhisattva." Originally, instead of burning twelve, only nine could be burned.Hongren wanted to burn twelve, and the incense of Hongren was very thick, so the twelve scars were the scars on one head.Burning a new arrival, the smell of burnt human skin in Dongshan Temple hovers all day long.Those who insist on taking the precepts burn half of them until the first six scars are burned, and when they smell their own flesh and blood circling around them, they basically scream and run out of the mountain gate.When encountering those who fainted, Hong Ren never burned the remaining ring scars while they were unconscious.Hongren always stops, drinks tea, sits for a while, and waits for them to wake up.When they wake up, the usual first question is, how many more to burn?

Hongren never said that there were not many people who were going to be burned, and the burning was almost over.Hongren always said that there are still many more to burn.Those who woke up often screamed and ran out of the mountain gate.After a long time, many people lived near Dongshan Temple. Their scalps ranged from one to eleven ring scars. The number of people was several times higher than that of the monks in Dongshan Temple.Among these people, the two-point person looks down on the one-point person, the three-point person looks down on the two-point person, the four-point person looks down on the three-point person, and so on.But there are two exceptions.An exception is from one o'clock to ten o'clock, which looks down on eleven o'clock.From one o'clock to ten o'clock, those who saw eleven o'clock first endured it, kept silent for a while, and then couldn't help laughing, "Silly, ha, silly, ha, what a fool, haha .”

One of them was scolded for rushing at eleven o'clock and became another exception. Feeling ashamed at eleven o'clock, I went to buy candles that were thicker than Hongren's incense from Dongshan Temple. The arms were like a child's, and I burned two large scars on the top of my head. Looking at it from a distance, Banla's head was burnt. He called himself Hongfu, and also called Thirteen O'Clock, and the children of the surrounding mountain people directly introduced, "I am Hongren's father." Hongfu said that he fainted for a short time before burning the last point, so short that others could hardly notice, but he experienced more things during that fainting process than his previous thirteen lives. He told everyone that he once had The first life was a snake, yellow, the same yellow as the earth, the other life was an eagle, blue, the same blue as the sky, and the other life was fire, colorful but bright fire.At the moment when it became a fire or in that lifetime, Hongfu smelled a strange smell, similar to the smell of burning scars on the scalp, but it was lighter and more complicated, as if the demon in the soul was burned into incense ash, after losing this weight , Hongfu's body became abnormally brisk, and he floated up. If he wanted, he could float into the air and fly above the treetops.

Since the life when he became a fire, he has always had an everlasting fire in his heart, which can guide, heal, create, destroy, and protect.The fire in the sky is the sun, and the fire travels through the sun for thousands of miles, rubs the ground, and enters the ground to become gas, liquid, and ice.He is between heaven and earth, the fire in his heart is intertwined with sky fire and earth fire, it is the transformation of energy, and it is a higher level of energy than the fire of heaven and earth. It's still bright. Before the candle he burned was about to go out, Hongfu lit another candle, and before this candle went out, he lit a third candle, so that the fire would last forever.A year after Hongfu made this statement, fifteen people gathered around him to help him buy candles, raise eagles, clean the room, bathe his body, and copy his collection of speeches.Among these people, there are people with head burns from one to eleven o'clock, ordinary mountain people, and even Hu people from Shidu, Tianzhu, Dashi and Anxi. These Hu people are often keen to copy Hongfu's speeches. The copied collection of Hongfu's speeches is often several times more subtle than Hongfu's own speeches.Ten years later, Hongfu walked into the city of Chang'an wearing a white robe with a burning candle, followed by more than a hundred people with various hairstyles and skin colors.Hongfu built a Zoroastrian temple in Jinguangmen, north of Xishi, south of Bosihu Temple and Liquan Temple.

Those who finally entered Dongshan Temple, after the ring scars healed, Hongren sat alone with them, sometimes drinking tea, sometimes not drinking tea, basically talking a few words, and finally gave everyone a clear place to enter . Almost everyone's entry point is different.Hongren said that every entrance is the ultimate truth leading to the world. There was a deaf man named Wang Wen, who could not hear when he was scolded since he was a child.Hongren wrote and asked him, can you hear the sound of Xixi flowing water?Ten deaf and nine dumb, but Wang Wen can speak.Wang Wen said, I can't hear you.Hongren wrote again and asked him, can you hear the sound of Xixi flowing water?Wang Wen said, I can't hear you.Hongren kicked Wang Wen's heart, silly, listen again, can you hear the sound of Xixi flowing water?Wang Wen said that he seemed to hear it this time, the voice was so loud that it rang through his heart, and there was a sour stomach smell and foot odor in the voice.Hong Ren said, yes, this is your entry point. Hong Ren gave Shenxiu a white jade ring.Hongren said to Shenxiu, this jade ring is older than Sui, Han, Shang and Zhou, you have to see the jade ring as transparent as new jade, this jade ring is your place of entry.When her mind was clear, Shenxiu kept putting her skin against the jade ring and rubbed it.When chanting scriptures, rub the thumb and index finger of the left hand. When eating, put the jade ring in the popliteal fossa and rub it. When masturbation starts, the jade ring is placed on the penis that has not yet been erected, and the surrounding pubic hair is curled up. Into the flesh at the root of the penis, rubbing, because the time of ejaculation is delayed a lot because of being tightened, but it will always come, the moment of ejaculation, the semen presses against the ball-shaped spongy muscle tightened by Yuhuan, and rubs.Shenxiu would occasionally dream of this jade ring when she was unconscious.Sometimes the middle of the jade ring is filled, bright and clean like a moon, sometimes the jade ring is slightly deformed, the face is round like a woman, and the flesh is as tough as a vulva, and sometimes the jade ring is just a jade ring.One night, Shenxiu dreamed that Yuhuan's chicken bone white disappeared and became extremely transparent. When she woke up, Yuhuan was indeed transparent.From then on, Shenxiu used the jade ring as a cassock ring and rubbed it through the cassock. What Hongren gave Huineng was a cooking shovel, and told him, you have to fry the radish until it tastes like meat, and this shovel is your entry point.Huineng never stir-fried radishes, he was good at bean curd.After Hongren gave Huineng a cooking shovel, Huineng still didn't stir-fry radishes and never stir-fried tofu.Three years later, Hongren asked Huineng how the radish was doing.Hui Neng said, it has the taste of meat.On the second day of Hongren's questioning, Huineng fried the radish, which was full of meaty smell.Huineng soaked the radishes in gravy for a day and a night before they were fried.The monks who had not touched meat for many years experienced some vomiting and mild diarrhea, and then there was a general yearning for meat. They recited the "Yuanjue Sutra" around the Poison Dragon Pond for three days, and at the same time threw Hui Neng into the Poison Dragon Pond and soaked it. three days.Three days later, Huineng was fished out of the poisonous dragon pool. His body was soaked like a big white radish, and his penis was soaked like a small white radish, with a faint smell of rotten meat. Hongren gave Budu a broom.Hongren said, you have to sweep the toilet floor to remove the smell of aloes.This broom is your entry point. Bu Er asked: "Why does everyone who comes in have a place of entry?" Hongren replied: "Because everyone who came in wanted to become a Buddha." Fuji asked: "Why is the penis given to me a broom instead of a woman's butt?" Hongren replied: "I give you a broom because Dongshan Temple happens to lack a toilet cleaner. I don't give you a woman's butt because Dongshan Temple doesn't have a woman's butt." Bu Er asked: "Which temple has a woman's butt?" Hongren replied: "There are no women's buttocks in any temple." Bu Er asked: "Isn't a woman's butt a place of entry?" Hongren replied: "It's a place to enter, but it's a very dangerous place to enter. Ordinary people who enter casually are bound to die, deviate, and become chaotic." Buer asked: "Then give me the broom. When I was sweeping the toilet, when I saw the pit, I thought of people squatting on it, and I thought that women sometimes need to squat on it, and beautiful women sometimes need to squat on it." , When squatting on it, the buttocks are usually exposed. Good-looking women also have buttocks, and the buttocks are also in two halves. A woman's buttocks, a lot of women's buttocks, so what to do?" Hongren replied: "It has nothing to do with the entrance." Bu Er asked: "Why is everyone's entry point different, but they can still become Buddhas in the same way?" Hongren replied: "Because the world is a tree that grows upside down, with multiple entrances at the bottom, and the same root at the top, and the one sitting on this root is the Buddha." Buer asked: "Most people die if they can't reach the Buddha, and they can't see the Buddha. Are they happy?" Hongren replied: "Buddha has nothing to do with happiness." Bu Er said: "The world is not what you said, the world is not a tree growing upside down." Hong Ren said, "How do you know?" Bu Er said: "Obviously. The world is two trees growing together. The top is a root, and the bottom is also a root. The bottom and top are the same root. The same root produces branches. These branches grow countless branched entrances, and these branched entrances converge into the same tree root above. It was originally a Buddha, but the end is a Buddha. The Buddha you mentioned is the end Buddha I mentioned. You are only right Halfway through, you have forgotten the original Buddha." Hongren didn't speak. Buer said: "It's not difficult. I walked straight, stupidly, and stupefiedly from the original Buddha to the end Buddha. I couldn't remember what happened in the last moment, and I didn't plan for the next moment. I just kept walking. Yes. It seems that there is a penis in my body, and there is a penis outside my body. In fact, they are connected, and they are on a straight road. Don’t worry about the pubic hair, they are too many branches. If you keep going, you can get it from the body. From the penis outside the body to the penis outside the body, from the horse's eye to the horse's eye, have I come to the Buddha? Or have I always been a Buddha and never been wrong?" Hong Ren said, "Go, go, clean the toilet." In the interval between cleaning the toilet, Buer still read Buddhist scriptures, so the basic concept of Buddhism is still there, and Buer answered Hongren's question: "The three treasures of Buddhism are Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha." "Why these three treasures?" "The Buddha is the way, the law is the rules, and the monk is the team. With these three treasures, a team walking on the road according to certain rules is a happy and powerful force." "I'll ask you again, what are the three treasures of Buddhism?" "Wheat, wheat, rice." "Why these three treasures?" "We use it every day." "I'll ask you again, what are the three treasures of Buddhism?" "Hongren, I told you my answer, don't ask me repeatedly like a donkey. Let me ask you, old monk Hongren, what are the three treasures of Buddhism? " "Food, women, beds." "Why these three treasures?" "We touch every day." "You ejaculated without touching." "I touched it." "You can also teach me your magic touch method. Women can still ejaculate without touching their hands. I don't know how to do this. This is more practical, cleaner, very stylish and airy." "You first learn to eat when you eat, sleep when you sleep, touch yourself when you touch yourself, and shoot when it's time to touch yourself. After you have learned the supernatural powers, you can learn to shoot with your fingers. The middle finger is the easiest, and then the thumb. Practice. At the end, the ten fingers shoot casually, very proud. After that, you practice shooting instead of shooting, that is to say, you shoot in your own body, turning essence into blood and essence into energy, and you can live a long life. And you see For people like me, I can still ejaculate without being in front of women and touching them with my hands, which is too advanced a cultivation level." Hongren repeatedly mentioned shooting and touching, and Buer couldn't help thinking of the mystery. A gust of mountain wind came in from the toilet door, and hit Buer's waist coldly, causing him to convulse and shudder, and his penis became erect. Buer couldn't remember Xuanji's face, because he hadn't seen it clearly before.However, Fuji recalled the sense of smell and even touch for Xuanji, even though he may never have smelled or touched Xuanji.These senses of smell and touch are like lotus roots, water plants, clouds, and wind. They are changing, reverting, growing, and forming. They have their own lives. They just borrow a place. The head has nothing to do with the non-duality memory. In this self-developed sense of smell and touch, I can smell and touch the mystery with the horse eye at the top of the penis.Budu's phallic fingers are the same from Yintang to Shenting to Baihui to Fengchi, from the tip of the ear to Xuangu to Chengling to the eye window, stroking the top of Xuanji's head, the green and hard hair roots on the top of the head brush Budu's foreskin, Budu The foreskin of the foreskin gradually grows and becomes thinner, and at the same time, I gradually feel the growth of mysterious hair roots, and grows into a thick and heavy bun, which wraps layers of horse eyes, glans, frenulum, foreskin, penis, and scrotum , the pubic hair on the scrotum and Xuanji's hair are entangled together to wrap the entire penis, the penis is pumped repeatedly in the slippery bun, the bun is separated and closed during the pumping, and after several times of separation and reunion, the bun is gradually scattered and entangled in a random way Pulling the tied penis, the penis completely combed Xuanji's hair with the help of gravity, the combed hair separated into a clear hairline, and the hairline guided the penis to touch Xuanji's blue and white scalp, the scalp The hair roots hanging down on the upper part are constantly flipping the epidermis of the penis during the continuous pumping process of the penis. The deep fascia, superficial fascia, and veins under the epidermis are bulged, and the bulges make the epidermis more tender and thin. Smooth and unobstructed hair, strands of hair stretched horizontally into the horse eye on the top of the penis, the skin inside the horse eye gradually changed from light red to purple red, and the purple red spurt out semen, the semen viscously impacted Xuanji's loose hair, and the hair slipped Guide the semen to flow slowly to the tip of the hair smoothly, and the tip of the hair touched Xuanji's shoulder, the semen on the shoulder slowly solidified, and during the solidification process, Xuanji raised his face in the messy hair and took a slow look. Xuanji's glance made Bu Er's semen gurgle out, there was no touch, no spray, but all of it had already flowed out. "All of this is just thinking about the hair that Xuanji doesn't exist. Does Hongren's magic touch method really have magic?" Bu Er thought to himself. Bu Er said to Hongren: "Is it because you have a high level of cultivation, or because Xuanji's body is too good, or is it your doom? Old monk Hongren, are you bragging?"