Chapter 64: The Honest Monk

No, this is the “na” of the Great Demon’s seriousness, right?

Na, is that what it means?

Shi Feizhe was completely numb!

He froze, as if he had been struck on the head.

Damn it, why are the monks in this world so suggestive?!

“The Great Demon is everywhere in the world of desire, not only among men, but also among women, among all sentient beings.”

“Therefore, the Buddha established precepts for us to abide by. We must abstain from lust, killing, alcohol, and meat, but he left us with Wisdom Herb, so that we can comprehend Prajna!”

“My Buddha is compassionate! Namo Amitabha Buddha!”

“Benefactor, do you want some Wisdom Herb? As long as you show your sincerity to the Buddha, this poor monk will share the Wisdom Herb with you for free.” The monk finished smoking and said to Shi Feizhe with an expectant face.

“…”

Damn it, you bald donkey are selling cigarettes?!

Hiss… The tobacco industry is a lucrative business, no wonder all the bald donkeys in the world are so rich.

“Monk! Other monks wear gold and silver, and the temples they build are huge, why are you so poor?!” Shi Feizhe didn’t answer his question, but teased him instead.

“Because this poor monk is honest.”

“An honest person would never call himself honest.”

“Other senior brothers are all good at boasting, this poor monk is tongue-tied, so this poor monk is poorer.”

“Who is boasting?” Shi Feizhe said.

Now that he knew that the bald donkeys in this world were all messed up, Shi Feizhe wasn’t going to pretend anymore!

He decided to treat people with sincerity, he was an old driver too!

He had seen more jokes than the bald donkey had seen Buddhist scriptures.

“…”

Liaocheng was stunned by Shi Feizhe’s question.

After a while, he honestly said: “《Golden Light Sutra·Praise Chapter》 says: ‘Blow the great Dharma conch, beat the great Dharma drum, light the great Dharma torch, rain the Dharma rain.'”

“So, boasting is not someone!”

“Oh!” Shi Feizhe looked at the monk’s serious answer, felt bored, and was about to continue meditating on his True Qi.

The key to martial arts lies in persistence, in every little bit of every day, and then the water gathers into a sea!

“Benefactor!” In the darkness, Liaocheng sat on the door frame for a while, and suddenly said.

“Hmm?”

“Benefactor, you are not a member of my Shamen, so you must have seen women.” Liaocheng said hesitantly: “Is it really pleasurable to suck na?”

“Oh?” Shi Feizhe looked up at the honest monk and said, “Why don’t you try it yourself?”

“The Buddha does not allow it!” Liaocheng shook his head and said.

“That’s right, how can there be a perfect method in the world, to be loyal to both the Buddha and one’s love!” Shi Feizhe said: “Since you have become a monk, don’t think about these things anymore. Haven’t you heard that even those who have many wives and concubines become monks.”

“Benefactor, you are wrong!” The honest monk shook his head and said.

“Where is it wrong?!”

“There really is a perfect method in the world, to be loyal to both the Buddha and one’s love!”

“Then why don’t you cultivate it?”

“But first you have to be fucked! This poor monk can’t stand that kind of pain.”

“Huh?” Shi Feizhe was taken aback.

What does that mean?

“Senior brothers from the See the Color Sect have also stayed here.” Liaocheng said honestly.

This small place of yours is worthy of being called a place to stay?

And you, a monk who has actually seen the lustful monks of the See the Color Sect, dare to call yourself an honest person!

“Do you think it’s not worth it to be fucked in order to suck na?” Shi Feizhe thought for a moment and understood the meaning behind Liaocheng’s words.

“Amitabha! This poor monk is devoted to the Buddha!” Liaocheng chanted a Buddha’s name in the darkness, denying it.

“Hehe…” Shi Feizhe laughed, not wanting to pay attention to this duplicitous, honest monk who had the desire but not the courage.

“Secondly, those who have many wives and concubines come to be monks, not just to be monks.” Liaocheng seeing that Shi Feizhe didn’t speak, continued:

“I heard from the senior brothers of the White Bone Sect that those people are Vimalakirti monks, people who practice at home.”

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White Bone Sect? You, a monk, know quite a few people!

Of course, it is also possible that the inn in Kongtong Mountain Market is too expensive.

“Vimalakirti monks?” Shi Feizhe asked.

“《Vimalakirti Sutra》 says that Vimalakirti was a rich man from Vaisali in ancient India, with a fortune and many slaves. However, he was diligent in his studies, devout in his practice, able to dwell in appearances without clinging to them, to face objects without being affected by them, and attained the fruits of sainthood, and was called a Bodhisattva.”

“Vimalakirti monks are monks who practice at home, imitating Vimalakirti.” Liaocheng explained.

“I have a fortune, I have many wives and concubines, I suck na, but I am a good Bodhisattva?” Shi Feizhe couldn’t help but say.

“Uh… Benefactor, you are truly a person of great wisdom.” Liaocheng didn’t expect Shi Feizhe to summarize Vimalakirti in one sentence.

“What great wisdom, I’ve just seen too many green tea bitches.”

“Benefactor! This poor monk has something he doesn’t understand, and humbly asks for your enlightenment.”

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t spoken so much to anyone for a long time, or perhaps it was because he had a good conversation with Shi Feizhe.

Liaocheng expressed his doubts: “This temple is small, but every brick was obtained by this poor monk through alms. Every beam was chopped and carried here by this poor monk himself. After all the hard work, I am still not as good as those senior brothers.”

“They don’t abide by the precepts, they don’t study the Dharma, they are ignorant and incompetent, they cheat and deceive. But they wear gold and silver, live freely and comfortably, and live better than I do.”

“They look at my poverty and point fingers at me, saying I’m stupid!”

“This poor monk doesn’t understand, is the Buddhist scripture wrong?”

After listening to Liaocheng’s doubts, Shi Feizhe roughly understood.

In simple terms, other monks are driving Land Rovers, and he’s jealous. But he couldn’t learn to cheat and deceive like others, and he didn’t want to sell his ass. So, he was troubled.

“Why did you become a monk?” Shi Feizhe decided to ask him about his purpose in becoming a monk first.

“Naturally, it’s to live a better life!” Liaocheng said as a matter of course.

“Uh… As expected of an honest monk!”

Shi Feizhe didn’t expect Liaocheng to be so frank.

Indeed, whether it’s worshipping Buddha or becoming a monk, it’s all about hoping to live a better life!

No one wants to worship Buddha and live a worse life, and no one wants to become a monk and live a worse life.

“The Jianghu is a dangerous place, it’s not that easy to live a good life!”

“This poor monk knows that. This poor monk has practiced martial arts diligently since childhood, but he is only at the See the Truth cultivation level, and has no superior method! He can only live in this small temple.” Liaocheng sighed.

The small temple was like his status in the Jianghu, dispensable.

Only those who have no choice will come here.

Perhaps, Liaocheng will stay here, day after day, with his doubts in his heart, until one day he dies.

The Jianghu is not very friendly to those at the bottom.

Shi Feizhe thought for a moment, was silent for a while, and said: “How many scriptures have you read?”

“Eight hundred and twenty-five!” Liaocheng said silently.

“In that case, why don’t you write one yourself?”

“Why do you have to follow the path of others? Why do you have to care about the opinions of others? Why do you have to follow the Dharma of others?”

“You should have your own Dharma!”

“Becoming a monk, is there anything more enjoyable than becoming a Buddha or an ancestor!” Shi Feizhe said.

“But… This poor monk doesn’t have the courage!” Liaocheng said honestly.

“This poor monk is an honest person!”

This book’s performance has inexplicably improved, and I also feel baffled. The comment section has also become inexplicably sharp, but I will continue to stick to my own ideas and continue to write freely! Croak!