Chapter 8: The true meaning lies in having a clear conscience, why do you need to tell others when you act?

Now that the medicine has been captured, all that's left is to boil it. If this five- or six-year-old child is asked to climb on a high chair, palm the medicine, and occasionally keep an eye on the heat, then the medicine will be boiled even if it is not mushy.

Fortunately, Nian Ji had already made preparations for this. She saw that the bricks and stones overlapped about one foot, which was about the size of a small stove, and there was a topless earthen pot on top, which was perfect for her use.

Huan Kexin came forward and taught her step by step, for fear that her eyes would be damaged if the medicine was not finished. While she was teaching, a fat monk walked straight in from the wall and sang.

Well, I went and stood aside. After I finished reciting the teachings, I took out a wooden box from my arms, held it in both hands, and said solemnly: "I have been in the courtyard for a long time. My little brother is really a bodhisattva. This thing

Wan Qi accepts it, hoping that the little brother can enter the country faster." "You monk! I saved my own people, but why should I accept your things!" "Benefactor, this fat uncle is the abbot of this temple. I and I

Grandpa has accepted his kindness for half a year. Even this house was vacated by him. He himself...he slept in the woodshed by himself." "You baby! It's not in vain that uncle loves you so much." He smiled.

He stroked the baby's head, then stood up and said to Nianji: "I'm ashamed to say that, seeing that this old brother is getting sicker and sicker day by day, I can't think of anything except being anxious. I just went down the mountain, and it's nothing."

It would be good to mix some jujube and osmanthus with some japonica rice, thinking that it will nourish some vitality." "In this case, it is even more unacceptable to accept it." "What did the righteous man say? Fortunately, you saved my brother's life now.

There is still such a compassionate heart. If you don't accept it, no one can." "Listen to what the great monk means, but this wooden box will be sent out sooner or later?" "Exactly." "This is true.

Why?" "The righteous people don't know that my temple has a history of hundreds of years. As autumn goes and spring comes, it has accumulated some inheritance. But now the temple is in ruins, but this is the only one left."

"It's so fundamental, how can I bear it?" "Young knight, please listen to what I have to say, monk." "This is not a fundamental inheritance. It is just an auxiliary method. It can only relieve fatigue and restore physical strength quickly.

That's all." "But why do you have to give it away?" "Young knight, look at this temple of mine, how can I support a young boy who is struggling with vitality?" "The great monk is really compassionate. But this temple has such a heritage, but why?

Is this the end of the depression?" "I wonder, young hero, have you ever noticed which Buddha is enshrined in front of the hall?" "When the great monk said it, I found it strange. How can there be a Buddhist hall that enshrines a man with red eyes and a blue face, bound by iron chains?

Do evil ghosts also look like strange Buddhas?” “A strange Buddha? I’m afraid it’s actually the devil Buddha that some people call him!”

"That's exactly what happened. The worshipers in my temple originally worshiped the Lord Zhenjing, and they practiced the practice of Buddha in the demon body. They only have to follow their own hearts when doing things, let alone the etiquette of the emperor and Lao Shizi. When the disciples of my temple were walking around the world,

He never accepts public opinion, but only seeks to have a clear conscience. Those who tend to be filthy are often proficient in self-protection and taking advantage of tricks. I don’t know how many foolish men and women have believed in those lies about beasts. In addition, the emperor at that time imposed excessive taxes.

, the policy was to control the people, and he thought that the mules and horses had never resisted their masters. So the temple printed six thousand and two books and copied them all over the world, and also selected sixteen people who understood the world and understood the virtues of the heart to spread the word to heaven and earth.

If you grant authority to the king and all the people serve him with hundreds of grains, then the king should respect heaven and earth and protect the people. If not, it will be contrary to heaven and the trend! Moreover, water can carry a boat and capsize it. The emperor is still the emperor of humans after all.

. Such and such led to disaster. In addition to the above-mentioned reasons, it could not be revitalized within seventy years. Therefore, although the prison-suppressing master spread everywhere, this place finally declined!" "Fortunately!

Yes, the fire that is lit will eventually start a prairie fire. The king, boat and people will sing the song all over the world!"

"Master is merciful, my Buddha is merciful!" He seemed to be touched by this idea. "I have six banknotes here, about 400 taels, and I will leave them to the great monk to help with the reconstruction!" Looking up again, the person had already stepped out.

"Since this intention is here, the firewood should be passed on!" "In that case, Tan Daoji would like to thank the donor."

This is the correct saying: There is no way in the sky that there is no eye, there is a true Buddha in the world; if you have a clear conscience and your true intention lies, there is no need to tell others about your actions.

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