The three of them in the temple, for the picking of water, every day to quarrel exhausted, smoke in the throat, really a little tired. Still the monk boss insightful, finally came up with a solution to the problem. That day, he said to the second and the third:
"The three of us have been arguing and arguing, but we still don't have any water to drink. I do have a good idea, so that we don't have to pick water, can have water to drink; don't have to worry, can have food to eat ......"
"Where is such a good thing?" The oldest two oldest three even though they do not believe, but can not wait to really have the opportunity of this, all tilted their bare . Head, looking at the boss.
"I say ah, the three of us why not change to be traveling monks, to travel around. All the way to play in the mountains, along the way, begging for food, go where, eat where, play where, not leisurely, joyful, beautiful ......"
The boss's words are still finished, those two have long been joyful, face the bodhisattva kowtow and bow.
Early the next morning, the three monks to pack their bags, on the road.
When they left the mountain gate, they were about to go down the mountain along the stone steps, and the three of them stood by the side of the road and talked about it.
The second said, "Eldest brother, thanks to your good idea, on the way, you will lead."
The third said, "Right! Eldest brother lead the way, the second division pressure, I will go in the middle."
"This well, there is no need to be polite, or let me walk in the center, so that before and after taking care of you two."
"I think, or according to the order of the eldest, the second, the oldest three go the most reasonable ......"
Three push and let go, endless. Originally, they are thinking: this mountain road, walk before the fear of stepping on the snake, break the back of the fear of wild beasts bite, or walk in the middle of the safest.
Stalemate for a long time and a half days, and the boss's idea is good: who does not go before, who does not rely on the back, the three rows into a zigzag, shoulder to shoulder towards the front, it looks like, enough to be intimate, but also enough to be majestic ......
Downhill to the creek, the three wood side-by-side across the creek. The three monks, no one jumping ahead, no one lagging behind, walked toward the bridge in unison. Push and pull, swaying, the oldest slipped, rushed to reach out and grab the second, stomping legs to kick away from the oldest three, "tom-tom! Tom-tom! Tom-tom!" The creek splashed three equally large splashes ......
The three monks fell into the water, struggled for a long time, only to stand firm in the waist-deep stream.
"Ya! Almost choked to death la, I drank three mouthfuls of water in a row! The oldest said while shaking his head and shaking off the water droplets on his bald head.
The oldest two and the oldest three can not be convinced: good guy, only fell into the water, you drank three sips of water for nothing, which can let you take advantage of!
The two also fell into the water, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp.
The sun rose, they went ashore, took off the monk's clothes, spread on the boulder in the sun. Three people naked, in the stream around, trying to find a place to meditate and chant.
Suddenly, they stopped in their tracks at the same time. By the bridge, a few beams of flickering white light jumped into their eyes.
Yikes - silver coins! The three of them fish jumped and pounced on it. The oldest three sharp eyes and fast hands, grabbed two, the oldest two boss only grabbed one.
Holding the silver coins! They looked left and right, and touch and weigh, a smile. Just now the stock of bad luck, the early rush to the clouds.
"Ah? --The oldest two suddenly saw two silver coins in the oldest three's hands, smiling curved eyebrows, suddenly raised, "How can this be? The silver coins were found by the three of us, one can't take two alone, quickly hand over the extra one and share it equally!"
The oldest three had no choice but to toss a silver coin to the ground and say, "Fine! You guys go ahead and split it!"
How can a silver coin be divided into three? Thinking about it, couldn't come up with a method. Or the eldest brother of the old wisdom, came up with an idea of the best of both worlds. He said: Since the silver coins can not be divided, who got also hurt the peace, I think it is better to throw into the water, a clean!
The other two thought, this way to do, no one loses, no one takes advantage of, they nodded and agreed.
"Guldon!" Listening to the sound of silver coins into the water, looking at the splash, the three monks looked at each other and laughed heartily. They straightened their clothes and continued their ascent.
The sun hid in the clouds at some point, the tree branches danced wildly, and the pouring rain came so suddenly.