At sunset, stroll in the temple, listen to the deep and distant bell, feel the sunset and dusk, and have a different artistic conception.


    Hongfu temple, under a bodhi tree outside the backyard.


    A little monk with red lips and white teeth and a white face like cutting jade ate osmanthus cake with relish.


    On one side, there was an old monk with wrinkled skin but abnormal spirit.


    The old monk, whose name is faming, is a famous and promising eminent monk in Chang''an city. He is also the monk who rescued Tang monk in his early years and named him Jiang liuer.


    Now Jiang liuer has not shaved his hair and become a monk, but a registered disciple practicing with master faming. Two years later, Tang monk will cut his hair and practice at the age of 18. Master faming gave him the Dharma name Xuanzang.


    Master faming ate a few cakes and could not resist his increasingly strong appetite. After silently reciting the word "Amitabha", he said: "benefactor, you have sent servant girls to give vegetarian bags to Hongfu temple for seven consecutive days. I appreciate your kindness very much, but don''t give them in the future."


    "Why?"


    Pan Hao was surprised to the East.


    If I remember correctly, the temple always refuses to refuse donations to believers. How can there be extrapolation?


    Even if you donate vegetarian bags, you can''t buy all kinds of delicious food bags outside. Reply according to Xiaoyu who sent steamed stuffed buns.


    Every time she delivers steamed stuffed buns in the morning, the monks in Hongfu temple will have a riot and rush to eat.


    "Because the steamed buns you made are so delicious, benefactor. In the morning, the younger generation in the temple will not want to read early and always think about the vegetarian buns."


    "Hey ~ ~"


    Then he sighed gently.


    In fact, not only the little monks in Hongfu temple, but also the old monks like master faming have become more and more hungry after eating pan Haodong''s steamed stuffed buns.


    Steamed stuffed buns are good.


    It''s addictive, which doesn''t bode well.


    Even an eminent monk like himself can become addicted. He thinks about chanting scriptures early and reading them from time to time, let alone others.


    In order to avoid the monks falling deeper and deeper, master faming had to give up the delicious steamed stuffed bun.


    "I see."


    Pan Haodong smiled.


    The food made by others is edible. The food made by him, with the attribute of reading, can make people addictive and never forget. Master faming''s concern is not unreasonable.


    "Brother pan, won''t you deliver steamed stuffed buns in the future?"


    Jiang liuer, who has not yet become a Tang monk, swallowed the cakes in his mouth and asked impatiently.


    Little monks like him in the temple are waiting for little sister Yu to send vegetarian bags every morning, and then they swarm around to rob steamed stuffed buns. Now they have nothing to eat.


    There is no energy to chant sutras and Buddha!


    "Jiangliu''er, now it''s not a question of whether brother pan will send it or not, but whether your master, the elders and abbots in the temple will accept it. If they accept it, they will always send it to you as long as my steamed stuffed bun shop is still open. If they don''t accept it, I have no choice." Pan Haodong said and spread his hand, looking like I was helpless.


    "Hey..." Jiang liuer looked lost.


    When master faming saw this scene, he couldn''t help frowning and said discontentedly, "Jiang liuer, greed, anger and infatuation are three poisons. Food is like a woman. Everything is illusory. Everything is empty. Your practice is not home yet. Go back and copy the view of freedom Heart Sutra three times. Don''t sleep until you copy it."


    "Ah, three, three times?" Jiang liuer is stupid.


    It''s so thick. When will it be copied!


    "If you don''t go again, you will be fined five times..."


    "No, I''ll go now."


    As soon as Jiang liuer was nervous, he grabbed some cakes and ran to the temple.


    When he''s gone.


    A light flashed in faming''s eyes and asked, "benefactor, you deliberately approached our teachers and disciples. It shouldn''t be because you believe in Buddhism and want to ask for a light opening magic weapon to protect yourself?"


    When he was exposed, pan Haodong was neither flustered nor busy. He said slowly, "master faming, indeed, my eyes are like a torch. I approached you with a purpose, but don''t get me wrong. My purpose is good, because I am a classmate and friend of Jiang liuer''s father."


    Master faming looked up and said, "so you know Jiang liuer''s life experience?"


    "That''s right."


    Pan Haodong nodded.


    Then, he said slowly: "Jiang liuer''s biological father is Chen Guangrui. I was the top student in high school 16 years ago, and I accidentally lost the list. Frustrated, I began to wander around the world. As a result, I heard the bad news after traveling for only half a year."


    "Brother Chen was the No. 1 scholar in senior high school. After that, Yin Wenjiao, the daughter of Yin Kaishan, threw an Hydrangea to recruit relatives. The hydrangea hit Chen Guangrui. The two forged a friendship between Qin and Jin, and Chen Guangrui was appointed governor of Jiangzhou. On Chen Guangrui''s way to take office in Jiangzhou, Liu Hong and Li Biao, two boatmans, had a desire to murder money. Chen Guangrui was pushed into the river, and miss Yin was occupied by Liu Hong. Liu Hong took Chen Guangrui''s official patent to take office in Jiangzhou. Miss Yin wanted to die, but thought of her husband''s revenge and pregnancy, so she had to bear humiliation for the time being and gave birth to a baby boy, Put him on a plank in the river and wrote a blood letter asking the kind-hearted person who saw the child to adopt... "


    Speaking of this, pan Haodong sighed gently, his words mixed with helplessness and coldness: "before coming to Chang''an, I had killed Liu Hong and Li Biao and rescued Miss Yin, but she secretly hanged herself because of her lack of integrity, leaving only her last words to let me find her child and be her righteous father."


    After hearing this, master faming sighed, "I didn''t expect that Jiang liuer''s life experience should be so strange! It''s just that killing can''t solve the problem. You shouldn''t kill. You should spend Liu Hong and Li Biao. "


    Pan Haodong smiled coldly: "do you want them to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas?"


    Master faming looked at him and replied, "if they can put down their butcher''s knife, there will be less villains in the world. Why not become a Buddha?"


    "Master, after the wicked kill people, finish their sins and enjoy themselves, they can become Buddhas and get good results as soon as they throw the knife. Why can''t those devout believers who chant scriptures and Buddha all day long become Buddhas all their life?"


    Speaking of this, pan Haodong''s voice rose several decibels in vain“ After doing evil, you can become a Buddha by putting down your sword. Chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha for a hundred years without fruit. Is this your doctrine? Guide people from evil? "


    "Besides, those who put down the butcher''s knife? Really put down the evil in your heart? Are you sure you''re not desperate to avoid disaster and responsibility under the pretext of green lanterns and ancient Buddhas? "


    “……”


    Master faming was asked.


    The original intention of letting the wicked put down their butcher''s knife and become Buddhas is good.


    But this matter, seriously pursued, is really like what Pan Haodong said, guiding people from evil. The final result is that the Buddhist temple has become a place to hide filth.


    There are many examples of villains hiding in temples after they have done evil and are desperate.


    Besides, there are several people in Hongfu Temple alone.


    Although some of these people have been educated by eminent monks, some still remain unrepentant. One of them takes Hongfu temple as a haven. If they are not strictly guarded, they will go out and do evil.


    He made a mistake and hid back.


    If you want to educate such a person, even he has no confidence.


    Is it really wrong to educate the wicked from good?


    Master faming thought for a while, and his eyes gradually became firm. It is right to educate the wicked, but it is the people''s heart that is wrong. If you meet a person who persists in teaching, you have to change a way to educate.


    For example, physical transcendence!