Chapter 398 Chapter 6 Breaking Precepts Monks

The man smiled, let go of his hand, and a few candy-like things fell down and fell into the hands of the old farmer.The old farmer caught it quickly, and because of his poor eyesight, he almost buried his face in his palm. It turned out that it was not candy, but a few shriveled dates, wrinkled like an old man's head. "Why did you give me dates?" The old farmer raised his head, but the man had disappeared.I searched the front and back of the old farmhouse, but didn't find the strange man, so I went back to the table, put a few dates on the table, and continued to distribute candies to the children who came to pay New Year's greetings.

When the sky gradually cleared, the old farmer's son and daughter-in-law came out of the back room and found a few more dates on the table. They were surprised and said, "Father, where did these rotten dates come from? Why don't you throw them away?" The old farmer told his son and daughter-in-law about the cause and effect. "Zaozi Zaozi, give birth to a precious son early. I'm afraid it indicates that our daughter is going to have a baby!" The son turned pale, "Who is he? How do you know about our daughter?" The old farmer said disapprovingly: "It's Chinese New Year, who deliberately went to other people's houses to make trouble? Could it be you thinking too much?" Having said that, he looked back and thought about the man, it was indeed a bit weird, so he felt confused It's like beating a drum.He took his son's hand and said, "Why don't we invite a Taoist priest to clean up the house? I met Yang Banxian not long ago. Let's go to his Taoist temple and ask him to come?"

The old farmer's son stomped his feet and said, "Father, don't you know that Yang Banxian was almost killed by a ghost? A few days ago, as long as he could afford the money, he would definitely not reject us. But before the Chinese New Year, he publicized that he No more casting spells to exorcise ghosts. He shrank in the Taoist temple like a tortoise and couldn’t come out.” The old farmer thought for a while, and then asked: "Then let's go to the crooked Taoist priest at the middle school. Although I haven't met him, I heard rumors that the Taoist priest is also a very powerful person, and he often goes outside to collect lonely souls." Ghost. Let's take some things over there and ask him to collect the dirty things that haunt our house. How?"

The old farmer's daughter-in-law shook her head and said, "Father, that crooked Taoist priest next to the middle school never took the initiative to catch ghosts and exorcise them. Whose family will help with the gift of money?" The old farmer's son strongly objected: "Can crooked Taoists be called ascetics? I think they are fake monks." The old farmer was dizzy from the words of his son and daughter-in-law. He stretched his neck and asked, "What is an ascetic monk? What is a fake monk?" The daughter-in-law was the first to say: "A monk who breaks the sex precept is called a fake monk! Didn't that crooked Taoist priest live with a white-haired woman? He is a typical fake monk!"

The old farmer's son waved his hands and explained: "Not exactly like this. Ascetic monks are monks who walk outside hard. They rely on this wandering to practice and go wherever they go. There is no fixed purpose and no fixed direction. .Fake monks, those who have broken the precepts are considered a kind, but monks who eat meat and drink alcohol are also fake monks. Fake monks, they are fake monks." What the old farmer's son said was actually wrong, but how did his father know this?Nodding at the moment.The old farmer's son gave his wife a sideways glance with confidence, and the daughter-in-law immediately lowered her brows as if she was ignorant and ashamed.

Ascetic monks refer to monks who used "asceticism" as a means of practice in some early Indian religions, and later gradually spread to other countries. The word "asceticism" originally means "heat" in Sanskrit. Because of the hot climate in India, religious believers use heat as the main means of asceticism.An ascetic is a type of dhutanga.Anyone who practices the asceticism of Thutara must strictly abide by the following twelve rules of practice in daily life: to choose a free place; to live an entrusted life; to eat and drink moderately; You must not drink syrup after middle school; you must keep three clothes; you must wear dung sweeping clothes; you must always sit under a tree and think; you must always sit in the open; you must live in the grave;To learn the life of a dhutanga ascetic, we must live such a simple life, which is also a pure life.

False monks, in short, refer to monks who have broken the precepts in the process of practicing. "Then what should we do?" the old farmer asked, spreading his hands, looking at his son and daughter-in-law with confused eyes. All three were silent.The daughter's boudoir has been quiet since the daughter entered the door. After a long silence, the daughter-in-law looked at her husband and father-in-law like a mouse that just came out of its hole, and said timidly, "Why don't we go find Master Ma from Huamei Village." Lower eyelashes. The old farmer was surprised: "You mean to find the Taoist priest from Huamei Village? I met him. He came to our village a while ago and asked Li Tieshu how to get there."

His daughter-in-law said with a smile: "Father, have you seen him? He is not a Taoist priest, he is a farmer and a farmer, no different from you." His son dissatisfied: "Since he is also a person like Dad, why ask him to help? There is no shortage of labor in our farmland. You are so confused." After finishing speaking, he lit a cigarette, his leg shaking like a cramp , posing as the head of the house. The old farmer's daughter-in-law said in fear: "When I was a girl at home, I heard that there was a powerful person in Huamei Village. He usually only farmed and collected soil at home, but he would never refuse when someone asked him to help in doing things. Yes. He never takes money from anyone, and he is too embarrassed to take it if you give it to him.”

The old farmer's son frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid to flash your tongue when you speak big words? Is there such a person now? Who doesn't strangle someone's neck and ask someone for money?" The old farmer interjected: "Well, no matter whether he is asking for money or not, we will give it a try. I believe that our granddaughter can't do such a scandal. Even if he asks for money, as long as the price is reasonable, we will give it a try." It’s not that I can’t afford it.” Then, he looked at his son and said, “Are you right?” The old farmer's son smoked the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground fiercely, and stepped on the cigarette butt as if he was about to make a big decision: "Yes!"

Just as the old farmer's daughter-in-law beamed with joy, the old farmer's son asked timidly, "It's Chinese New Year now, wouldn't it be bad to ask dirty things like this?"