The Boss Behind The Game

Jinxiu Mountain in Longguo.

After the heavy rain, the road in the mountains was covered with mist, and on both sides of the wet stairs up the mountain, the lush leaves were still dripping with rain and dew, creating a vibrant scene.

In the Golden Bell Temple on the mountain, a handsome man dressed in a monk's costume was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with his palms folded, listening very seriously to the lectures of the old monk in cassock beside him.

"Yuan Fang, this practice is ascetic practice. I will not give you any trouble during the downhill practice. The sufferings experienced during the period are all sharpening your Buddha's heart. I hope you can realize the Dao of Buddhism from it!"

"Master, what should I do when I eat?" Yuan Fang looked up in confusion.

"I will give you a begging bowl, and then go to alms by yourself!"

"Then what if others don't give you food?" Yuan Fang continued to ask.

"Then change the benefactor!" The old monk said calmly.

"Then I won't give it to another one."

At this moment, the old monk's forehead was bulging with blue veins:

"Austerity practice requires you to face hunger, cold, and exhaustion. If you can't find food for alms, you have to be patient!"

"Master, can I go to work when I'm very hungry?" Yuan Fang continued to ask.

"Working... part-time job?" At this moment, the old monk felt his blood pressure rise again, and quickly said "Amitabha" to calm his emotions.

"No!"

"Master, can I stop practicing hard?" Yuan Fang said pitifully.

"You are an adult, penance is a tempering of your state of mind, how can you say that you don't want to, if you go back to the temple early, or let me know that you don't abide by the rules of penance and break the precepts without authorization, I will expel you from the door !” The old monk scolded with a frown.

"Okay, master, when is the meal, I'll eat more first, so as not to go out to starve!"

Old monk: "..."

After accepting such an apprentice, the old monk felt extremely tired. Apart from being able to eat and fight, he had nothing to do.

...

In the afternoon, Yuan Fang, who still wanted to live and die in the temple, was finally kicked out of the temple gate, and began a year-long "penance".

At this moment, holding a begging bowl in his hand, and wearing ascetic clothes, Yuan Fang descended the mountain dejectedly.

He is very familiar with this mountain road, and he often goes up and down the mountain with his brothers and sisters to buy the supplies needed in the temple. Usually, except for a few festivals, there are basically no tourists.

The winding road down the mountain took an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

There is a small town not far from the foot of the mountain. Although this small town is located in a remote place, the construction is very modern and the infrastructure is also very complete. A road extends from the small town to the foot of the mountain.

Looking left and right, Yuan Fang touched his fleshy head, not knowing where to go.

In the end, he decided to walk towards the small town, because there were so many people there that he should be able to eat.

It was several hours of rushing. After walking for such a long time, Yuanfang felt very hungry and missed the food in the temple.

But thinking of the stern look in the master's eyes before leaving, Yuan conveniently gave up the idea of ​​going back.

Although there were shuttle vehicles along the way, Yuan Fang didn't dare to hitch a ride, after all, the master had told him that he could only walk on the way.

Looking at the "bowl" in his hand, Yuan Fang rubbed his stomach, and walked into the streets of the town.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, because his attire was too conspicuous, which was incompatible with modern attire.

Walking in the street, the scent from the shops on both sides made Yuan Fang hungry again...

After thinking for a while, he walked into a restaurant.

Stepping up to the cash register, Yuan Fang put the "bowl" in his hand on the stage, looked at the boss who was dozing off and said:

"boss,

Alms! "

The boss woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and found Yuan Fang standing in front of him.

"Boss, it's a beggar!" Yuan Fang continued.

"Are you a real monk?" The boss was stunned.

"Yes, my little monk's name is Yuan Fang." Yuan Fang nodded immediately.

"You monks are so righteous in begging for money now?" Looking at the indifferent Yuan Fang, the boss seemed a little confused.

"Boss, I want to eat this... this, and this!" Yuan Fang didn't seem to hear the boss's words, and pointed to the menu on the wall.

boss:"……"

"Brother, I'm here for a small business, you can change it." At this moment, the boss decisively chose to chase away the customer.

Hearing this, Yuan Fang couldn't help frowning:

"Boss, in fact, I can save a few dishes."

At this moment, the boss's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, he had already expressed his meaning so clearly, why this monk can still be so thick-skinned.

"Little monk, my business here is really small, you should change to another." After thinking about it, the boss still said tactfully.

This time Yuan Fang didn't say anything more, just picked up the "bowl" on the counter, turned around and walked out of the restaurant. As if thinking of something, he suddenly turned around and said to the restaurant owner:

"Buddha bless you!"

Then he left without looking back.

At this moment, the boss felt that he had been scolded, but he had no evidence.

After leaving this restaurant, Yuanfang went on to change to another restaurant and started a new begging relationship.

Yuanfang has always had an attitude towards begging for alms.

Boss, alms!

Be upright and confident, neither arrogant nor humble.

Ever since, all his alms failed without exception, and no restaurant was willing to give him food.

This made Yuanfang very distressed, seeing the sky getting dark, but he was still hungry, let alone a place to stay overnight.

At this moment, Yuan Fang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly found a disheveled man sitting in a corner not far away, and at the moment he was eating pancakes, one in his left hand and one in his right, eating deliciously, making Yuan Fang even hungrier.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Fang quickly stepped forward and walked up to the disheveled man:

"Benefactor, beg for alms!"

The man who was eating the cake suddenly widened his eyes, seemed to be choking, couldn't help but started coughing, then quickly picked up the water bottle on the ground and began to pour it into his mouth.

After recovering, the man stared at Yuanfang and said:

"Are you begging for me?"

Yuan Fang nodded immediately: "Yes."

"Do you know what I do? I'm a beggar, won't your conscience hurt?" The beggar said with a look of disbelief.

"What's wrong with the beggar? The master said that all living beings are equal, so everyone is equal." Yuan Fang said solemnly.

At this moment the beggar was speechless, feeling that what the monk said was indeed reasonable.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to hand over the cake in his hand, so he quickly said:

"You are a monk with a kind heart. This is my dinner. If I share it with you, I will be hungry tomorrow. You must not bear to see it!"

"The Buddha once cut his meat to feed the eagle, and sacrificed his life to feed the tiger. Donor, you are just sharing a piece of cake, which is insignificant. If you are hungry tomorrow, it will sharpen your mind and will be of great help to your future! "

At this moment, the beggar really wanted to get up and smash Yuanfang's bald head, and he shouted "Turn on your uncle" by the way!

"Get off, I'm being polite to you, you really kicked your nose, right? Don't disturb me eating cakes, get out!" At this moment, the beggar changed his face instantly and cursed angrily.

Hearing this, Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he said "Lord Buddha bless you", then turned and left.

"Bald donkey, may you end your offspring and grandchildren!" Thinking that Yuan Fang was scolding himself secretly, the beggar looked at Yuan Fang's back and cursed angrily.

At this time, Yuan Fang suddenly turned around and looked at the beggar with a solemn expression, which startled him, thinking that Yuan Fang was about to make a move.

"Benefactor, this little monk is a monk, this statement is very reasonable!" After speaking, Yuan Fang turned around calmly, his expression still extremely indifferent.

But the beggar was dumbfounded. At this moment, he suddenly felt that what the monk said seemed very reasonable.

After thinking for a while, the beggar once again shouted to Yuanfang who was going away: "I wish you a happy family!"

But after saying this, the beggar froze in place again, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Looking at the cake in his hand, he suddenly felt that he lost his appetite.

...

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Yuan Fang, who had failed again to seek alms, walked to a stone bridge, looked up at the sky full of stars, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Very hungry!"

Is this the suffering that the master said? It's really too hard, master, I can't bear it anymore!

From Yuanfang's point of view at this time, the so-called "bitterness" and "hungry" are an equal sign.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the distance, and then a man appeared in Yuanfang's sight, and behind them, there was a large group of people following.

"Don't run away, you dare to steal my things, and you dare to seduce my sister!" A man headed behind shouted with a ferocious expression, pointing at the man running wildly in front.

"I didn't sleep!" The man hurried back and shouted.

"You are looking for death!" At this moment, the bearded man who was the leader behind became even more angry.

Seeing this, the fleeing man was so frightened that he sped up his pace, and at this moment he happened to be in front of Yuan Fang. Seeing Yuan Fang blocking his way, he immediately turned sideways, trying to pass by him, but Yuan Fang Stopped him again and bumped into him.

Yuan Fang didn't take a step back, but the man "slapped" and fell to the ground.

"Fuck!"

The man got up quickly, glared at Yuan Fang, but didn't make a move. He wanted to escape again, but Yuan Fang blocked his way again.

"Benefactor, you stole something from someone else, you should return it, the master said, you have done something wrong, you have to correct it!"

"Damn donkey, get out!" The man glared at Yuan Fang, and immediately raised his hand and threw it at Yuan Fang's chest.

This fist hit Yuanfang firmly in the chest, but Yuanfang didn't move at all, but the man cried out in pain and fell to the ground again.

At this time, a large group of people from behind arrived and surrounded Yuan Fang and the man.

"Monk, thank you very much!" The leading man said with a smile, then walked to the side of the fallen man, reached out and grabbed his hair:

"Where's my glazed grass?"

"Boss...I...I sold soul coins!" The man who fell to the ground said with a sad face.

"What about soul coins?"

"I bought... I bought equipment." The man looked desperate.

"Fuck, you know that I bred this beaded glass grass there, and you steal it, you're looking for death!" The man said with a slap and was about to slap it.

But this slap was stopped by Yuan Fang before he could take it.

"Monk, what are you doing?" The bearded man couldn't help frowning.

"Benefactor, beating someone is wrong!"

"Monk, it's none of your business here, go away, he stole from me, I will teach him a lesson!" The bearded man slapped his hand again.

But this time, Yuanfang stopped him again.

The bearded man suddenly felt dissatisfied, and was about to speak, but Yuan Fang said indifferently:

"Benefactor, hit me lightly, don't kill me, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with."

At this moment, everyone around showed stunned expressions. They thought Yuan Fang wanted to stop him, but they didn't expect to say these words.

"Yes... Yes!" The bearded man couldn't help but nodded.

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