Hongren’s return to Dalin Temple is really not a good thing for Wukong, because on the second day after he returned, Hongren delivered his return speech in the square of Dalin Temple. The theme is that as the current leader of Zen, Master Dalin Temple, the monks who should have the demeanor and style that Dalin Temple monks should have.

Then, an activity that talks about practice and establishes a new trend appeared in Dalin Temple under the leadership of Zen Master Hongren. As the leader, promoter and supervisor of this activity, the most important thing he had to do was to urge the three or four disciples of Zen Master Daoxin, including Wukong, to fully recognize and devote themselves to this vigorous activity.

The main content of this activity includes two major projects: appearance and meditation, and there are many small projects under each major project. For example, appearance includes walking posture, sitting posture, meditation posture, eating posture and other small projects, while meditation includes meditation time, knowledge discussion, scripture recitation, etc.

It is impossible not to mention that the current Zen Master Hongren is not the fifth Zen ancestor who was later with a sharp vision, decisive behavior, and wise wisdom. But he is already an excellent monk who is completely in line with the word "high monk" in both appearance and inner form.

Well, we must admit that compared to Hongren, Wukong is the exact opposite. In other words, he is a standard representative of the style of a Zen leader without the demeanor of his disciples, so it is natural that in this event, Wukong was taken more by Senior Brother Hongren.

"Wukong, a monk, should have three thousand majestic etiquette and sixty thousand fine deeds. Look at you, at a young age, shaking your head and shaking your head and listlessness, where can you be as a monk? Come, follow, raise your left foot, don't fall down so early, be calm and calm. Now, while walking like this, follow me, 'From the morning and the evening, all sentient beings will protect themselves. If you lose your body under your feet, I wish you the Pure Land in this life."

"Wukong, where are you going? Senior brother, I told you yesterday that you should not walk in the Buddhist temple, why are you going in again? What? The hall is cooler? Wukong, a monk, should have three thousand majestic etiquette and sixty thousand fine moves. How can you walk in the Buddhist temple because it is cooler?"

"Wukong, what is your posture? Brother, have you told you that you must be upright in your sitting posture? You must sit cross-legged, your body must be straight, and your back must be straight. Look at what you are lazy and look like. Also, how can you stretch out your feet when you sit on the ground? Why do you feel comfortable sitting like this? Wukong, a monk…”

"Wukong, senior brother, how many times have I told you that when eating, you should straighten your body and bring the rice bowl to your mouth, instead of hunching your waist lazily and bringing your mouth to the edge of the rice bowl. Also, don't jingle when holding the bowl, don't jingle when eating, and follow your senior brother when eating, 'If you receive food, you should wish all living beings to eat Zen and be filled with joy in the Dharma."

"Wukong, wake up and wake up, how can you sleep with your back on the sky? Oh, look at me, why are you going to sleep against the wall again? Wake up and wake up, you must know that the monk's sleeping posture should be bent, tired of knees, and sleep on his right side. Don't be aimed at the Buddha statue or the wall. You must know that the monk... Oh, ask me why I suddenly appeared in your meditation room in the middle of the night? Wukong, as disciples of Master Daoxin, our words and deeds are the examples of monks in Dalin Temple, so..."

"I can't stand it anymore, ahhhhh! I can't stand it anymore!" Just half a month after Monk Hongren returned to Dalin Temple, a depressed roar finally came from a Zen room in the corner of Dalin Temple!

It was not Wukong who said these words, but the monk HP from Shaolin, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism. Oh, no, it should be said that Puhui.

Although in this activity of practicing and creating new winds, Monk Hongren mainly launched the target of these disciples of Master Daoxin, is it said that a typhoon that transited would only blow down big trees and let go of the flowers and plants? This is impossible, so HP and the others were unfortunately swept in by this typhoon.

The typhoon passed through for half a month, causing the monks from Shaolin to stumble around HP, Pusheng, Zhishou, Daoguang, Zhixing and other monks from Shaolin. The one who could eat two bowls of meat in one meal can't even eat a bowl. The one who was originally energetic every morning is now getting up every morning with a pair of panda eyes.

There is no way. When anyone is sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, the law enforcement disciples asked you to get up and pee. Well, I'm wrong. If you don't get up and pee, but correct your sleeping posture, it's probably not much better than HP and others.

Of course, even HP, who was accidentally swept in by a typhoon, could not hold on. It is conceivable how miserable Wukong, located in the center of the typhoon, lived his own life. Every day, he had to pray, before dinner, during dinner, and not only had to pray when walking, but also had to be careful not to walk to places that Brother Hongren did not allow him to go. Even when he was sleeping, he had to be awakened by Brother Hongren from time to time, and was told that he needed to change his position and sleep again.

"Oh, when will this unlucky day be like this?" Wukong held his chin with his two fat hands, and his round little face was full of entanglement.

"Mr. Wukong, Wukong." Just as Wukong was in a mess, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "Mr. Wukong, something is wrong."

"Huike! What happened? It looks like the sky is about to fall." Wukong turned around lazily, looking at a chubby little shark running towards him with a panic look on his face, his face full of panic. While running, he shouted loudly, "Uncle Wukong, it's really a big deal."

"Huike, why are you panicking?" Wukong stretched out his hand without hesitation and burst into a chestnut on the head of the little monk in front of him. "How many times have I told you that whenever you have a calm mind whenever you have a major event, you must be calm and calm. If your heart is clear, you will not be shocked. You must know that monks should have three thousand majestic etiquette and sixty thousand fine deeds..."

"San Qian Weiyi, your sister!" Hui used his hand to rub his bald head. "You are still here with three thousand viyi. Do you know that everyone came to the door outside, saying that it was a group of servants from your Lu family who were infuriated. Because our Dalin Temple abducted you, your brother and sister-in-law are unable to sleep or eat now, so they are coming to pick you up. Now there are a lot of people outside, and the noisy has blocked the door of the Dalin Temple."

"I was indignant and couldn't sleep or eat. These two words are good!" Wukong looked at Huike, and a habitual sneer appeared on his face. "If I had lived in Dalin Temple, my brother would be unable to sleep or eat, but I didn't expect them to be so honest. Hum? By the way, Huike, what did you say they were going to do? Take me home?"

"That's right, uncle, I heard from them that if Dalin Temple doesn't let you go back, they will also accuse Master Daoxin of abducting the population... Well, uncle Wukong, what kind of expression do you have?"

"I'm so excited, Huike!" Wukong clasped his fists and looked up at the sky with tears in his eyes. "Namo's great freedom Buddha! Thank you all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajra take-out magical guardians, and thank you for your blessings. I can finally escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

ps: Well, this passage of wind is very touching. I also find it very interesting when I read it, and it is in line with reality. I feel very proud.

Those who are monks should have three thousand majesties...

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