Luohan is not a strange monk in the world-a "living Luohan" monk in Sichuan during the Republic of China

Lohan in the world is not a strange monk in the world-a "living Lohan" monk in Sichuan during the Republic of China.

When Mr. Huai Jin was in Chengdu, the great master Yuan Huanxian said one day that he would take him to visit a talented person in the world, hoping that Heather could also worship him as a teacher. He told me that he and his mistress, Mrs. Yuan, were disciples of Master. Yuan Shikai is a master of Taoism, and his behavior is not unique. The master he converted to is naturally extraordinary! Yuan Shi told him that this man is really a living big arhat, a very famous generation of strange monks in Chengdu-Guanghou monk.

At that time, monk Guanghou lived in a city god temple outside the east gate of Chengdu. The temple is a mess, like a land temple, and his brother, monk Guangqian, lives with him.

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The dark monk looks strange: short, with big eyes, wide mouth, small nose and thin ears. Heather said this: "When I went to see it, (the stout monk) was less than three feet long and much shorter than me. You look so beautiful. How can we become beautiful? Two big eyes, as big as loquat; Nose as small as garlic, really; Open your mouth wide and bend upward like a water chestnut; Ears are like chess pieces, round and small, wearing big gold-rimmed glasses and not wearing a hat, and walking unsteadily. "

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Guanghou monks wear the same patchwork all year round, and they don't wash or change. Heather said that these clothes look dirty, but when you are near them, they don't smell bad. Such clothes are neither cold in winter nor hot in summer.

According to Mr. Xiao, a converted disciple of monk Guanghou, even wearing fur in the scorching sun on a hot day, he can "walk as fast as a fly without an umbrella, without a fan or a towel, for dozens or hundreds of miles, sweating and panting." This is a matter known to all women and children. "

Thick Old Monk became a monk when he was a child. For more than 40 years after becoming a monk, he stayed up all night and sat still. His bedroom has almost no bed, quilt, mosquito net and only a futon. During its closure, the futon used is still a stone futon.

A light and thick monk is extremely detached and unrestrained. When Heather first met a monk, he wanted to convert and bow down to him. The monk said not to bow down. It doesn't matter. He really had to bow his head. Just let heather read "There is no Buddha in the south and no monk in the south" three times. It's simple.

Thick-skinned monks sometimes shave their heads, sometimes keep half an inch of hair, and sometimes grow to two or three inches without shaving. When he climbed out with lice, heather said, "master, there is a louse here." The monk immediately said, "Don't kill, give it to me, give it to me." Then take this louse, put it on the waistband, say no to the water, and it's over.

Every time the disciple asked him to go vegetarian, the monk readily agreed. But monks are frugal. He has to eat as many dishes as he orders, and he has to lick every plate clean.

Heather once "colluded" with his classmates and played a joke on monk Guanghou on the grounds of eating to see how much the monk could eat and how strange it was. Let the students come forward and invite the monk to be a vegetarian and serve a table of dishes. Students can't eat under the pretext that monks scold students. "What's the matter? I've been telling you not to shout, not to waste, not to dump things. This is a crime." After scolding, he ate a table of dishes by himself.

Then my classmates said to take him to nan huaijin. On the way, heather just brought a bowl of white flour, saying that he was afraid that the master didn't eat it. The monk said that I didn't eat after noon, and Heather said that it was dumped. The monk refused and finished eating. Then they went to Yuan Huanxian's teacher together. After Sanyi Temple, there is a teahouse. Teacher Yuan was waiting there, and he served snacks such as twist. The monk said they all invited me to eat, so I had to eat again. Monks are the size of pockets, but their intestines are so wide.

Technical spirit

Thick monks make a living by practicing medicine. He opens the door to see a doctor in his own Chenghuang Temple every morning, and one or two hundred people seek medical treatment. It is strange that he went to see a doctor. He doesn't feel the pulse, prescribe prescriptions or take medicine, but "burns the disease with his thumb", which has always been very popular. Heather went to see a monk with Yuan for the first time, which happened to be an appointment with a doctor. Heather has a wonderful story-

"There are hundreds of people sitting in two rows in the temple, waiting for the monk to see a doctor. The monk baked a foreign oil lamp in one hand and a thumb in the other. I didn't know it was so hot. Then he went to ask the patient, where does it hurt?

Headache.

All right. The monk took his thumb off the lamp and pressed it directly on the patient's head.

The patient cried: God, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

The monk said: just perm it, okay ... hey, it's really good.

Give him money and put it in his drawer; You don't give him money, you go your way, he doesn't ask.

Then the second one, where there is pain and stomachache, press the stomach, cure the head and headache, cure the foot pain, and press the teeth for toothache.

I was there to see what it was. Later I learned that he didn't need to use this lamp at all. It's okay if he touches you anywhere, but he never wants to be exposed. The so-called kung fu magic deliberately made a lamp, so we waited for him to watch him play and cleaned up all the patients in two hours. "

According to the novel of disciple of monk Guanghou, the old monk called it "Samadhi Puhuo Therapy". At that time, Mr. Xiao was seriously ill, and both Chinese and western medicine were at a loss. Even the famous doctor in Chen Yulin felt that it could not be cured, and told his wife Cao to be ready to die. Introduced by heather, he sought treatment for monk Guanghou, but he recovered his life without taking medicine! So, Mr. Xiao converted to the big arhat!

Master Yuan Huanxian once told heather that heather said:

Once Master Yuan's father-in-law was critically ill, and his wife quarreled with him and asked him to treat the old man. Yuan Shikai was annoyed by her noise. He and his wife went to the East Gate by car to find Master Guanghou.

Master Guanghou happened to cure the patient soon, so he asked, What are you two doing here?

Master Yuan said, "Master, my mother is ill."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm dying of illness. I'm really dying. There's nothing I can do. Please ask master to go. "

Hearing this, the monk refused to leave and said, "What can I do if I die? I can't die, and I can't cure it. "

Then my teacher's style has always been very special. He had a fight with Master and said, "Master, leave if you want, or leave if you don't want."

The monk was framed and said, "Why are you unreasonable?"

Yuan Shi said, "Why is it unreasonable? What shall we do when we convert to you? "

The monk smiled and was very angry, so he called me that teacher: Yuan Huanxian, you are such a person. Ok, let's go. ...

When I arrived at Mrs. Yuan's house, the old lady was lying there dying. Guanghou monk ran to the bed, patted the old lady on the head twice and said, what's the matter? What happened? Okay, okay, get up ... The old lady is really up, okay.

Great compassion

Monk Guanghou became a monk at an early age. In his early years, he visited four famous mountains and hundreds of ancient temples. He studied Pure Land first, Tantric Buddhism in China, and Dan Taoism, and finally returned to Zen.

Regarding the origin of the title of "Living Lohan", the monk told Heather that he started burning incense in Suining, Sichuan, made three steps of worship and went to Wutai Mountain for three years. Go to Wutai Mountain to worship Jinding. There is no road there, and he doesn't know how to worship. As soon as he got up, an abbot led a group of monks to line up to meet him. He was very surprised. The old abbot said that Manjusri Bodhisattva had a dream last night: There will be a living arhat coming to the back hill tomorrow, and you should all meet him. So I opened the name "Living Lohan". There are also many disciples who converted to him, including upper, lower and middle school students, including many prominent officials and warlords in Sichuan.

With such a great reputation, he still lives in a small temple. Every night after twelve o'clock, he hung a wooden fish on his chest, went to the streets to chant Buddhist scripture, and said that there was no Amitabha in the south, knocking it down with a bang. Knock on the east gate, and it's just dawn, as it has been for many years. Everyone is used to listening. Although there were clocks at that time, they were all based on the Buddha's name of Guanghou monk and the sound of wooden fish.

One morning, the residents of Dongmen didn't hear the monk's drums and got up late. When I got up, I saw a group of people from Simon carrying a man. Everyone gathered around and saw that it was a thick monk. Simon and his gang are vegetable farmers. One of them sells chickens in the market before dawn. He was startled when he saw something crawling on the road ahead. He looked at it carefully and recognized it as a thick monk in Dongmen Temple.

The monk was stripped naked, naked and blind, as if he had been broken. These poor people have great respect for monk Guanghou. They call him the master. It's not bad to see this situation, but when asked what happened, the monk refused to say, just asked someone to take off his clothes and put them on and carry them back to the East Gate.

The story spread at once and caused a sensation. Upon inquiry, I found out that it was the brother who lived with him, monk Guang Qian. It turns out that light is really the misfortune of Zen. When Heather saw him, he didn't have a nose, because he had syphilis, and it rotted because of whoring. But even such a bad brother, monk Guanghou didn't hate him and took him to live with him. Guanghou monk seems to have a lot of money to see a doctor, and he doesn't lock it. He just took the flowers and did bad things without asking. I have no money, so I ask him for money.

This time, I don't know why, I have a heart to kill light. He poisoned the vegetarian noodles and gave them to monk Guanghou. Seeing that he seemed to be poisoned, he stripped off all his clothes and trousers, took a dustpan and buried it outside the west gate. I didn't know that the monk slept in the soil, woke up and arched himself out, but his eyes were too poisoned to see, so he had to crawl underground. So there was a song that everyone recited him back to the East Gate.

Once this matter was disclosed, Sichuan shook. Disciples should stand up for master. Some disciples are warlords and should be arrested and shot in broad daylight. When monk Guanghou heard this, he forbade them to do so, saying that no senior brother had harmed him. His toxic blind eye was cured by himself. Everyone says that such a bad guy is not for you to shoot him, but for local governance. But his attitude remains firm. Finally, he lost his temper and said, don't call me master, just listen to me. This matter will also go away. He still lives with Guangqian as if nothing had happened.

The compassion of monk Guanghou did not call back the conscience of the elder brother before Guanghou. /kloc-in the summer of 0/947, monk Guanghou died while closing the door. Monk Guangqian, who kept the customs, told people that his younger brother was burned to death by his own samadhi, and he died and was cremated himself. But the outside world believes that it is caused by light.

It is said that monk Guanghou once said that he and monk Guangqian had previous lives, so this life is entangled. Of course, I can't understand this cause and effect, and I can't let it go.

Supplement: Trapped by the epidemic, I was able to study Heather's Seven Days of Southern Zen quietly. I think it is necessary to publicize the story of monk Guanghou to heather. However, when searching online, I found that there were not many materials, which were basically recorded words told by heather, which might be difficult for ordinary readers to understand. So I overreached myself and sorted out the contents told by heather and mixed them with Mr. Shi Tian Jr.' s materials appropriately, and there must be many mistakes and omissions. Please criticize and correct me. If it can arouse a little interest, it is also my wish to conduct more in-depth discussion and research on monk Guanghou! (February 15th of the lunar calendar, Buddha's Nirvana Day. )