There was a saying in Buddhism about the Three Pure Meat.
That is to say, if you don't hear the sound of killing, if you don't see the sound of killing, you won't kill for me.
This was the Three Cleaners. Eating such meat would not break the precepts.
When Miao Kong saw these meat buns, they were already cooked. The stall owner killed the pigs to earn money to support his family, not just for Miao Kong, so it naturally met the standard of Three Pure Meat.
As for begging for alms, there was also a saying.
When the Blessed One had yet to actualize his Dao, he had traveled the world and received goat's milk from a shepherdess. According to Buddhist teachings, goat's milk was also a type of meat.
The Blessed One once said,"Begging for alms and begging for alms, one must not be picky."”
What he meant was, what are you being pretentious for? You're already begging for food, and you still think it's rotten?
Of course, according to Buddhism, begging for alms was a gift from a benefactor. It was a good fate and a monk could not refuse.
Otherwise, it would be a sin to break the benefactor's good karma. Even if the 'good karma' that the benefactor gave was meat and fish.
Under such circumstances, the monk could only choose to eat it because the Buddhist Sect did not allow wastage.
Of course, before the benefactor's " good fate " was placed in the alms bowl, the monk could reject it because it was not considered a complete fate before it had reached the monk's hands.
However, most of Miao Kong's attention had been on the crazy monk, and the stall owner had neglected the meat buns.
Thus, by a freak combination of factors, Miao Kong's alms buff was stacked to the max.
Three Pure Meat…Patron, you didn't force the beggar monk to eat meat on purpose…Besides, Miao Kong is indeed hungry.
With the three combined, even if Miao Kong ate this meat bun in front of Buddha, it wouldn't be considered breaking the precepts.
After figuring out all of this, Miao Kong sighed in his heart.
Crazy monk, you've ruined my plan!
At this moment, the crazy monk had finished the last meat bun of Miao Kong. He rubbed his fingers in satisfaction and stuffed the alms bowl into Miao Kong's arms.
"Little monk, you're actually Fahai's disciple. Why, that boorish man gave up on his demon-subduing methods and started to study Buddhism? And he even taught you…"
The crazy monk sucked his fingers and thought for a moment before saying a very appropriate word,""Weirdo?"
"It was precisely because I went against the orthodoxy that I was ordered by my master to leave the mountain.”
Miao Kong used his spirituality to communicate with the water vapor between heaven and earth. He gathered it into a ball, washed the alms bowl clean, and put it away.
He looked at the crazy monk in front of him and said,""May I know where Master is going next?”
"I don't know."
The crazy monk leaned lazily on the steps, his fingers that had just sucked on his nose digging, and his face had a satisfied expression.
"This is my first time leaving the mountain and I know nothing about the ways of the world. Can I invite you to come with me for a while?”
Miao Kong asked tentatively.
The crazy monk sat up and stared at Miao Kong, sizing him up.
Only when Miao Kong felt uncomfortable did the crazy monk stretch his body and pat his stomach lazily. He said,""Since the young monk has invited me so warmly, this old monk naturally wouldn't be tactful.”
"I'll follow you for a while."
With that, the crazy monk slowly stood up and walked out of the alley.
Miao Kong heaved a sigh of relief and quickly followed.
"Master has traveled all over the world and is probably used to being alone. Why did you agree to my request so easily?”
"Little monk, you have a good appearance. Those rich ladies and wives like you the most.”
"It's easy to make a living by following you. It's probably much easier than begging for food by the old monk.”
“……”
One was an old man and the other was a young man. One was dressed in a spotless white robe and looked light and handsome, while the other was covered in black paint. Even a scholar who was best at covering up could only be described as slovenly.
Two monks who didn't match each other were walking on the streets of Wu Continent City. The little monk helplessly held an alms bowl that contained half a fat roasted chicken.
The other half was in the old monk's mouth, and not even the bones were left. If one ignored the meaty food, even the strictest monk (the monk in charge of getting food and preventing wastage in the temple) could only nod in approval.
This strange combination attracted a lot of attention, but the two people in the center of their attention ignored it and walked all the way to the largest ferry outside Wu Zhou City.
The two monks were Miao Kong and the Crazy Monk.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Miao Kong could basically confirm the identity of this crazy monk.
A Buddhist Arhat whose strength was even above Fahai.
Since he had such a big amulet, Miao Kong would not waste it.
He immediately decided to go to Lanruo Temple and return to the mountain after completing Fahai's mission.
With this big shot around, not to mention the Witch of the Black Mountain, even the Ghost King of Hell would have to bow down to him!
After all, this was the reincarnation of the number one Arhat of the Buddhist sect. It was hard to say if he was Buddhist, but in terms of strength, he was probably not inferior to Bodhisattva.
"Little monk, are you going to Hangzhou?”
The crazy monk had eaten an entire roasted chicken and was using the chicken's fork bones to shave his teeth.
"That's right. When I left the mountain, Master told me to go to Lanruo Temple in Hangzhou to consult Zen Master Yuanfa.”
Miao Kong nodded. As usual, after cleaning the alms bowl, he took a steamed bun and started eating.
Ever since he knew that the Three-Pure Meat he got from begging for money could not break his carnal abstinence, Miao Kong sadly discovered that his stomach, which had been eating plain food for fifteen years, did not like meat…
Instead, he preferred the tasteless but solid steamed buns and flatbread.
The crazy monk beside him was not so easy to feed. He had to eat meat for three meals a day and drink wine!
Poor Miao Kong had been wandering around Wu Zhou City's wealthy families for the past two days, asking for alms every day. After all, whether it was meat or wine, they were all luxuries for commoners during the New Year.
However, in order to cling onto someone's thigh, Miao Kong could only humbly ask for…cough, alms.
Fortunately, this crazy monk still had some bottom line and was not interested in the Land of Willows in Firework Alley.
This made Miao Kong feel lucky and a little regretful. If the crazy monk really wanted to go to that kind of place, he might break his lust…
"Lanruo Temple…"
The crazy monk rubbed his hairless chin, blinking his eyes as he pondered.
Miao Kong's heart tightened. Was Lanruo Temple really that dangerous? Even this big shot was afraid of him?
The crazy monk shook his head and muttered,""I've never heard of it, but the name sounds a little indecent.”
Miao Kong heaved a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that he had never heard of it.
The two of them chatted casually and soon arrived at the ferry outside Wu Zhou City.
After crossing over from here, it was the boundary of Hangzhou.
Miao Kong looked at all kinds of boats and was ready to find a cruise ship to show off. After all, if it was a boatman's boat, he would have to pay, and Miao Kong was penniless.
" Little Master?!"
At this moment, Miao Kong suddenly heard a soft and charming voice that sounded familiar.
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