"System, how badly does This Penniless Monk need to discipline Red Boy to complete the mission? Do I have to torture him day and night until he becomes an invincible and obedient baby? Isn't that a little too much? " Fangzheng casually peeled off a few bamboo shoots and threw them into a bowl filled with Unrooted Clean Aqua. It was Fangzheng's tea and it was sweet and refreshing.
"What do you think?" countered the System.
"Can This Penniless Monk make the decision?"
"Of course not. However, what kind of Red Boy do you think is perfect?" asked the System.
Fangzheng thought about it and agreed. It would only be abnormal if someone spent merit to issue the mission and let him do whatever he wanted. Fangzheng slowly savored his tea as he considered the question. At that instant, Fangzheng thought of Zen Master One Finger. He had indeed heard this question before. It was a conversation between Zen Master Hongyun and Zen Master One Finger.
Back then, One Finger Monastery was still One Finger Temple. It was in a dilapidated state. When Fangzheng returned, he saw Zen Master Hongyun and Zen Master One Finger sitting in the yard, chatting. Fangzheng did not enter. All he did was squat by the door. He did not like the feeling of restraint in front of Zen Master Hongyun.
"Abbot One Finger, that child is mischievous by nature. Is it really alright for you to allow him to run around the foot of the mountain and cause trouble everywhere?" asked Zen Master Hongyun.
Zen Master One Finger smiled and said, "Him … Heh heh. Hongyun, what do you think we should do? "
Zen Master Hongyun pondered for a moment before saying, "At the very least, we should discipline him and make him rein in his temper, right?"
"Is that still him?" asked Zen Master One Finger again.
Zen Master Hongyun was slightly taken aback as he frowned. "Cultivation is bitter and lonely to begin with. If he cannot calm his heart, how can he gain enlightenment from the Zen?"
Zen Master One Finger pointed at a rock and said, "Do you think this rock can gain enlightenment?"
"Without life, how can it gain enlightenment?" asked Zen Master Hongyun.
Zen Master One Finger said, "That's right. Without life, there is no way to gain enlightenment. But what is life?
This Penniless Monk believes that personality is the symbol of a life. Wiping out a person's personality is equivalent to wiping out that person. Just like this rock, if everyone becomes a smooth rock, who will be the table? "
Zen Master Hongyun seemed to be enlightened as he asked, "Personality is also the easiest to make mistakes."
Zen Master One Finger nodded and said, "This Penniless Monk has always believed that everything in the world cultivates one's nature and goodness. To change evil and retain good, to maintain one's true self is the right path. Otherwise, if everyone cultivated according to Buddha's temperament, how could there be a Maitreya Buddha in this world? How could there be Bodhisattvas and Arhats with different personalities? The reason why Buddhism had been able to prosper for so long after developing for so many years was due to its ability to take in all rivers, not to stand alone and admire itself.
Although this child was naughty and mischievous, his heart was not bad. He would steal wild fruits from other people's houses, but he would also share the fruits with other hungry or greedy children. When he was caught, he would step forward and take a beating.
He chased the chicken and the dog, but when the car came, he would fly over to save the dog.
He had his flaws, but he also had his strengths. When combined, they formed the person he was.
The world became colorful because there were all kinds of people. If everyone was the same color, it would be too monotonous. If he was in the wrong, he would be slowly guided. He would know what was right and wrong, so he naturally knew what to do. Forcefully obliterating him might be effective quickly, but the obliteration might very well result in his soul being obliterated. "
"This Penniless Monk suddenly understands why you left that place and came to this tiny temple to pay respects to Buddha." Zen Master Hongyun smiled bitterly. He realized that many of Zen Master One Finger's ideas were biased towards humans and not Buddha! At the very least, it did not align with the Buddhist ideals everyone believed in. It could not be said that they were at loggerheads, but there were always some edges. It was fine usually, but once they clashed, everyone would feel uncomfortable.
Zen Master One Finger smiled and did not say a word.
"Have you thought it through?" The System suddenly interrupted Fangzheng's thoughts.
Fangzheng smiled and said, "Yes. This Penniless Monk's request for Red Boy is very simple. Do not kill, do not kill, and do not do evil. Leave the rest to him."
"Uh, other than that, you don't care about anything else?" The System was clearly surprised by Fangzheng's answer.
"Of course I care about it. I have to care about his daily life, right? In addition, he is marked by the company he keeps. I believe he will understand what he should and should not do under the influence of what he sees and hears. I believe Bodhisattva would not want a money-dispersing machine, right? "Fangzheng chuckled and drank his tea.
The System fell silent and did not say a word. It was unknown if it had gone to snitch or pondered over life.
As he spoke, Red Boy carried a bucket of water in. He threw the bucket into the kitchen and sat opposite Fangzheng. He hugged his arms and grunted, "Master, when will you return my Dharmic powers?"
Although Red Boy did not know why his Dharmic powers were gone, he was not a fool. He definitely knew that it had something to do with Fangzheng.
Fangzheng smiled. "This is the world of mortals. What do you need Dharmic powers for?"
Red Boy wanted to say that with Dharmic powers, it was easy to kill. However, he did not dare say that out loud. Instead, he said slyly, "If I had Dharmic powers, would I still need to fetch water? With a wave of my hand, water would come naturally! Why go through so much trouble? Besides, there are only mortals here. With Dharmic powers, I can protect the safety of our monastery. I can even perform miracles and attract countless believers. Wouldn't there be plenty of incense offerings? Also, I'm the Child of Wealth. Back then, Bodhisattva gave me a Money Line. I can conjure gold and silver to give to people in need. "
Fangzheng was immediately tempted when he heard that the punk could conjure money. He was so poor that he wanted to pick up even a dime! However, he knew very well that giving Red Boy Dharmic powers was definitely more trouble than benefit!
Therefore, Fangzheng chuckled. "Disciple, you are right. Don't worry. I'll definitely give you Dharmic powers when it's time for you to have them. But now, it's time for us to cook. "
Red Boy looked at the kitchen before looking at Fangzheng. He wore a look of grief and indignation as he said through gritted teeth, "Don't tell me you really want me … Cough, me to cook? I don't know how to cook … "
"It's fine. Let your third senior brother teach you." Fangzheng chuckled and looked at Monkey who was sweeping the floor.
Monkey immediately said, "Don't worry. I'm very good at cooking now. I'll definitely teach you."
Red Boy really wished to slap the darn monkey. No one would treat him as a mute if he kept his mouth shut.
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