Mountains have heights, people have highs and lows, and temples have poor and rich.

Unlike the incense that is very popular and tourists are crowded with tourists, the gate of Dajue Temple is too deserted, and it is rare to see a few pilgrims after a long time.

The reason for this is probably related to the fact that the temple is located too remote and the road is inconvenient. After all, opening the door to do business and convenient transportation are directly related to whether the business is prosperous.

Because the business is not good enough, the buildings in Dajue Temple look too old.

This has formed another vicious cycle. The more the temple is, the fewer the pilgrims, the fewer the pilgrims, the more the temple is, the more broken it is. In the end, this is the situation now.

Nowadays, there is only one Chen surnamed Miaozhu and two young disciples in Dajue Temple, both of whom are native to the West Mountains. In a dilapidated place like Dajue Temple, even the wild monks who are holding orders do not want to come.

It is true that monks are monks, but monks also have fame and fortune. Otherwise, why would there be a saying of famous temples and monks?

If you want to be famous, it is definitely not possible to stay in remote areas. How can the great officials and nobles have the time to visit any master in the mountains and forests?

Master, you must be close to you and within reach.

Xu Xianchun came to Xishan two days ago before Eunuch Wei. After traveling through many places in the Xishan Mountain, he fell in love with Dajue Temple at a glance.

After giving Chen Miaozhu 100 taels of silver to the guard door, he received a warm welcome from Chen Miaozhu. Not only did he clean the room, but he also personally took two apprentices with bows and crossbows and said that he wanted to get a game specialty of Xishan for the guests.

Monks did not eat vegetarian food but instead ate meat, which made Xu Xianchun confused and shocked Eunuch Wei who had just come over.

"Did this wild boar be called by the monk?"

Eunuch Wei opened his eyes. The monks pretended to be aware of the fact that they were hunting and eating meat on their own, but they were the first to be seen.

Xu Xianchun was very sure because he was hunting with the monk and the disciple at that time.

"The monk is truly a person with a temperament."

Eunuch Wei praised very much, "But if the Buddha knew, he would be displeased."

"The donor is not a Buddha, how do you know he is not happy?"

Chen Miaozhu also has Zen words and Buddhist principles are also very straightforward.

If I don’t eat it, he won’t eat it, the wild animals will flood, which will not only ruin crops, but will also cause thousands of lives that are worse than it.

"Killing animals is to save lives, whether it is meat or vegetable, aren't they all living things in this vast world? Why should we distinguish them so clearly? Monks only seek a true mind when doing things, and insist on eating or not eating meat, which is false."

Chen Miaozhu continued to release pig blood without blushing, and the two little disciples helped press the pig's legs.

This wild boar is not light in weight, afraid it weighs more than 200 pounds and has great strength. Chen Miaozhu had worked a lot of effort when he caught it. If Xu Xianchun hadn't helped him in time, the wild boar would have run away.

"You are such a great monk!"

Eunuch Wei admired Chen Miaozhu, who was not good-looking in front of him, so he took off his imperial python robe, picked up his sleeves and helped.

"It was the first time that I had only killed people, but I was interested in killing pigs."

Looking at the pig blood that had solidified in the wooden barrel, Eunuch Wei sighed in his heart: Pig blood and oil residue, pickles are stir-fried on the fire, but it is delicious in the world.

When the two little disciples heard that the official had killed someone before, they were a little scared. One of them shivered and almost called the wild boar to jump up.

"Don't be afraid, this official is not a bad person."

Chen Miaozhu signaled the young disciple to carry the wooden barrel containing pig blood aside, looked up at Eunuch Wei, and said lightly: "If you kill someone to save someone, the donor can do it. If there is no donor like this in the world, the weak will be in the dark sky and no sun."

"The master has been here to be a talent."

Eunuch Wei laughed and took a bucket of boiling water from Xu Xianchun, "I'll help the master pluck my hair."

As he said that, he hung up the wild boar with Chen Miaozhu and his two little disciples, and the few of them poured the hot boiling water on the pig.

"This knife is good."

Eunuch Wei took the razor handed over by Chen Miaozhu and scratched it on the pig's body like the other person. The pig's hair scalded by boiling water was very soft and easy to shave.

"The knife is good, it depends on who is using it. Whether the method is right. It's like a killer cannot do this job, and a shaved knife cannot kill anyone." Chen Miaozhu said without raising his head.

"I admire the master more and more when talking to the master. This Dajue Temple cannot tolerate the master." Eunuch Wei looked at the monk more and more high-rankingly.

"What can you tolerate tolerate? What can a person like me do? It depends on the donor's face, and it is a person who does great things."

Chen Miaozhu's hair shaving movements are much more skillful than Eunuch Wei. At first glance, he often kills pigs and sheep.

Eunuch Wei said with great interest: "Master knows how to look at photos?"

Chen Miaozhu shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

"Then why do you say that?" Eunuch Wei's face looked strange.

Chen Miaozhu put down his shaving knife and glanced at Eunuch Wei: "Because you are an official."

“Hmm?”

Eunuch Wei nodded, and admired him even more: What a simple truth, and what a profound truth.

"My Dajue Temple cannot receive a few pilgrims all year round, but I came many yesterday, and they are all well-educated scholars. There are donors wearing python robes. No matter how stupid I am, I know that the donors must have major issues to discuss in our temple. I am really honored." Chen Miao wished the monks not to talk.

"For us, it is better to just laugh it off if you are big or small, good or bad. It is better to just laugh it off. It is better to spend your whole life with nothing."

Eunuch Wei smiled very happily. I haven’t met such an interesting person for a long time. Last time it was Song Xiance’s short man.

"Nothing business is also a matter. As human beings, we all do nothing in our lives. Nothing business may not be big things, big things may not be nothing, but different roads are the same. The so-called "he is in a dangerous way to block the road tonight, and he is also in the same direction. This is basically the meaning."

Chen Miaozhu looked quite free and easy when he opened his belly to the wild boar.

Eunuch Wei helped to take out the internal organs and suddenly asked, "Have the master killed anyone?"

"I don't kill animals." Chen Miaozhu answered very firmly.

"That?"

"Beasts are not human. Does the donor treat animals as humans and compare killing with killing? That's funny."

"rational!"

Eunuch Wei put the sticky pig intestine aside.

"I have killed anyone, aren't the master afraid of me?"

"A person who is afraid of others may not be able to kill people, and a person who is not afraid of others will not escape the killing of others. Heroic spirit and righteousness are just a trick to deceive people."

Chen Miao Zhuheshi chanted the Buddha's name, "So why are you afraid of the donor?"

"Masters are very good at Zen. If people in the world are like masters, they would not have many small, big, and troubles."

"There is only one donor and one mistress in the world."

While speaking, Chen Miaozhu took the bone knife from his bare hands and quickly divided the wild boar into two.

Eunuch Wei said to Xu Xianchun on the side: "The master is really a master. He knows much more great principles than us."

Upon hearing this, Chen Miaozhu laughed: "The donor is too good. I don't know any great principles. To put it bluntly, the word "morality" in my eyes is just that whoever wins is justice, and whoever lives is righteous."

After a pause, he said again with embarrassment: "Of course, who is the official is the final decision."

Eunuch Wei was happy: "Yes, officials cannot control the Buddha, but they can control you monks."

"So, I am killing and entertaining the donor and the donor's friends. By the way, should this wild boar be braised or boiled in white?"
Chapter completed!