Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 493 The top master of all sexes, Demon Buddha Wu Man

The four of them, Mrs. Wang, were walking on the street in the wooden house area when a disgusting smell came from them. Several people frowned and looked at the smell.

I saw a skinny beggar huddled in the corner of the street.

He had died a long time ago, and his body was already stinking, but strangely, there was no sign of pain on his face. Instead, he had a smile on his face. It didn't look like death, but like he had experienced something extremely happy.

Everyone felt that it was extremely inconsistent and looked around. The passers-by turned a blind eye to the body of the beggar on the corner.

Most of these people have greasy, dirty and messy hair, and they look haggard, but they have a satisfied smile on their faces.

If you look carefully, you can find that this smile is exactly the same as the smile on the beggar's face who starved to death on the street corner.

This extremely strange scene made several people shudder.

"Brother Wang, something is wrong, let me test it out!"

As he said this, the Lu family master stopped a passerby with his hand and asked:
"Hey, little brother, people died there and you didn't deal with it. You are still laughing here. What are you laughing at?"

"Fart, he's obviously eating chicken legs there!" the man said with determination.

Perhaps because of the smell of corpses, the man quickly came back with an ugly look on his face, cursing.

The man looked impatient. After speaking, he walked forward without waiting for anyone to reply.

"You said he was chewing chicken legs?" Mr. Lu looked surprised. Why was he lying with his eyes open?
"Isn't he chewing chicken legs? Is he chewing your legs? Now that the war is over, everyone has land, everyone can eat, and there is meat for every meal. Even the beggars on the street are hungry. Look at him, not only Eat this chicken drumstick with hot steamed buns on the side!" the man said.

Mr. Wang said: "It's not so much that what they saw is different, it's better to say that they are all immersed in their own imaginations. The man before liked to eat, so in his eyes, the beggars who starved to death on the street were eating too much." Drink, he also wants to have afternoon tea."

Mrs. Wang said, and soon he stopped another passerby and asked the same question as Mr. Lu, but the answer he got was that the beggar was sleeping.

"You can find someone else. I have to go to Xijie Street for afternoon tea, and I don't have time to talk to you about this!"

"Isn't that right?" Mr. Lu pointed at the beggar's body on the street.

He told Mrs. Wang and others that the other party was sleeping, and when he went to say hello to the other party, he was beaten.

"Maybe it's not a matter of perception!"

"The other person is the same way, but he may prefer sleeping, so in his eyes, a starving beggar is sleeping."

"Actually, he looks sallow and thin. He probably doesn't have enough to eat. How can he have afternoon tea?"

The passerby trembled and shuddered, the smile on his face faded, he glanced at Mr. Lu and said angrily:
"Go, go, go, where did this terrible old man come from, what nonsense are you talking about? Someone died somewhere, I ask you, where did someone die?"

The war is over, there is land and meat... These words made Mr. Lu stunned for a moment. Why are you talking about it all day and night, taking advantage of the old man for fun?
Just as he was about to reprimand, Mrs. Wang next to him pulled him and stopped him. Then he looked at the man and said with a smile:
"I see, we are from out of town and don't know much about this place. Could you please explain it to us?"

In order to support his point of view, passers-by even walked up to the corpse, greeted the corpse, and said a few words in a decent manner.

After saying that, he walked away angrily. After walking a certain distance, the anger on his face disappeared and he put on a smile again.

"As for the idea that everyone has land, it is even more nonsense. Currently, the land around here has been divided up by several major landowners. Wherever they have land, they are all contract workers."

"What they saw...is different from what we saw!" Mr. Lu reacted.

After taking a few steps, the impatience on his face disappeared, and the strange smile returned to before, disappearing around the corner of the street.

Mr. Lu pointed at the man: "Brother Wang, this..."

"There seems to be something wrong with their cognition!" said another old man from the Lu family among the four.

"But at the same time, they can rationalize some not-so-good things with their own logic. It's like he was smelled by corpse smell, but he said he was insulted because he disturbed the other person's sleep."

After listening to Mrs. Wang’s analysis, Mr. Lu said:

"But they see no change in us. Why is that?"

Mr. Wang thought for a while and said: "You guys have realized that the things they imagine are all bad, and the glamorous things we have, may seem to them to be beautiful things. There is no need to imagine, so it is a thing." itself."

"Think of all bad things as good..." Mr. Lu reacted: "Is this the effect of the Feng Shui Qi bureau inside?"

"It should be!" Mrs. Wang said: "If you guessed correctly, this Feng Shui Qi Bureau should only be used for ordinary people, and it will not work on strangers like us."

Mr. Lu glanced at the beggar who died with a smile on the roadside. He didn't know what this man saw before he died. However, being able to die like this was a kind of comfort. It was better than the cold reality anyway.

He sighed and said with emotion: "These people have already lived such a miserable life. This Feng Shui Qi situation does not seem to be a bad thing for them!"

"No, this is a bad thing, a big bad thing. This is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst. How is it different from the opium dens that are everywhere outside? It completely kills hope."

Old Mrs. Wang shook his head and walked forward with his hands behind his back and a frown on his face.

Seeing this, the few people behind quickly followed.

Along the way, pedestrians smiled almost numbly, and the four of them came to a courtyard without making any further noise.

Different from the surrounding wooden houses, this is an earth house. The walls are covered with dried ivy with only rhizomes left. From the spiderweb-like rhizomes, you can see the walls full of cracks inside, giving people a sense of next to nothing. The illusion that this wall will collapse in seconds.

Standing outside the door, you can hear the sound of childish reading coming from inside:
"Even if there is no old age and death, there is no end of old age and death, there is no accumulation of suffering and destruction of the Tao, there is no wisdom and there is no gain, because there is no gain..."

"Reciting the Buddha's name and preaching the sutras?" Mr. Lu looked at Mr. Wang and said, "I'm a bigot and don't understand. Brother Wang, you have always worshiped the Buddha and have a deep understanding of Buddhist knowledge. What are you talking about?"

Mr. Wang said: "This is the Buddhist Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, written by Bodhidharma, the ancestor of Zen Buddhism. The version we are hearing now was translated by Master Tang Xuanzang, the founder of Faxiang Sect."

"The meaning of this passage is that until there is no old age and death, there is no end of old age and death, there is no collection of pain and the disillusionment of monasticism, there is no need to force it with wisdom, so it doesn't matter whether you get it or not..."

The sound of chanting continued in the room, and Mrs. Wang continued to explain along with the sound of chanting.

After listening to Mrs. Wang's explanation, Mr. Lu was thoughtful.

Inexplicably, he thought of the people he met along the way who had weird smiles on their faces and were trapped in their own delusions.

At this time, the sound of chanting in the house suddenly became louder and could be clearly heard outside:

"Reveal the truth, uncover the truth, Polo reveals the truth, Pāloṇṭhāna reveals the truth, Bodhisattva reveals the truth."

After reciting this sentence, the chanting stopped abruptly. Mrs. Wang explained: "The meaning of this sentence is, go, go, go to the other shore. Everyone, go to the other shore quickly and achieve positive results!"

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and a group of children in tattered clothes filed out, with smiles on their faces. When they saw the four people standing at the door, the children stopped and saluted respectfully.

Wang and Lu were stunned for a moment, and seemed to be touched in their hearts. They also said hello to them. Then, with the old man saying goodbye one after another, the children gradually drifted away.

After watching the children leave, Wang and Lu looked into the courtyard and saw only two people standing inside.

One of them, with naked eyes, a red scarf, a wolf tail tied behind his back, a rosacea nose, and a cunning look on his face, was undoubtedly Yuan Jingui.

The other person is about 1.7 meters tall, with a medium build. Even in the middle of winter, he is wearing a single coat and a pair of cloth shoes. His hair is gray and unkempt, and it is messy. The cold wind blows, as if in a strong wind. Swinging weeds.

His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and his overall appearance, except that there was no weird smile on his face, was just like the ordinary people outside.

The man said calmly: "We have a guest coming, Xiaoyuan, let's make a cup of hot tea."

"Okay, Senior Wu!"

Yuan Jingui smiled and immediately went to make tea. Soon, the tea was brewed. It was not a good tea, but an ordinary Mindu white tea. The hair was silvery white, the soup was yellow and bright, the taste was fresh and mellow, and it could clear away heat and reduce internal heat.

The silvery white tea leaves were swirling in the teacup. Wu Man pointed at the teacup:

"Listening to what this old gentleman just said, he seems to be proficient in Buddhist principles. In my life, I value worshiping the Buddha the most. Why don't you come over and sit down and talk about the Buddha?"

"you……"

Mr. Lu frowned and was about to speak. Mr. Wang reached out and pressed his shoulder, pressing it down, signaling him not to speak yet.

Mr. Lu swallowed what he said and looked at Mr. Wang.

I saw Mrs. Wang walking up to the other party, staring at him, and said, "Wu Man, an inexplicable layman who became a monk three times, returned to secular life three times, and finally fell into the trap of omnipotence?"

"Yes!" Wu Man nodded.

Old Mrs. Wang thought of what he saw along the way and asked, "Is the Feng Shui Qi structure that surrounds this place your arrangement?"

"Yes!"

"What is your intention with this move?"

Wu Man said: "The Buddha said in the Nirvana Sutra: If you do not have any anger towards a sentient being, but are willing to enjoy them, this is called charity."

"The Buddha also said that giving, observing precepts, patience, diligence, meditation, and prajna are the six perfections of Buddhist practice. Among the six perfections, giving is the first. Therefore, I am giving charity!"

Mrs. Wang grinned, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke:

"You call your current behavior alms and charity. This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

Wu Man was not affected and continued to say calmly: "Buddha said that there are three types of giving."

“Giving clothes, money, and medicine to others is external charity.”

"Completely purifying one's worries is inner giving."

"And if it is to give people spiritual, or even life-long comfort and support, it is fearless giving."

"What I did was exactly the third and most valuable act of fearless generosity. It is an immeasurable merit."

In the past, Mrs. Wang only thought that the man in front of him was telling a joke, but now, he felt that this man was a lunatic.

Suddenly, he remembered the comments he gave to this person in Jianghu Inn. He had read a lot of books and started talking about various Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles. However, he seemed to have an obsession. Even though he became a monk three times and returned to secular life three times, he still could not resolve it, so he became angry. Down, into the whole nature.

Although I don’t know what his obsession is, it is a fact that this Buddhist scripture is spoken but Buddhist principles are not spoken.

Mrs. Wang shouted: "Deploy the illusion array, let them indulge in the illusion, and slowly die like frogs boiled in warm water. You call this immeasurable merit, but you are clearly committing murder!"

Faced with Mrs. Wang's scolding, Wu Man remained unmoved and said calmly:

"The Sutra of Perfect Enlightenment says: All living beings are in non-birth, and they mistakenly see birth and death. This is why it is called the cycle of birth and death. This sentence means that real life is born without birth; it is without birth. ”

No life... Mrs. Wang pondered Wu Man's words.

Mr. Lu next to him couldn't help but shouted: "Shenshen Naotao, what do you want to say?"

Wu Man said: "Buddha said: Life is death, death is life, life, death, and death are changes in phenomena. Our true self, which is neither alive nor dead, is not in this life and death. You must find this true life. It’s okay to live or die.”

"And what I am doing is to save the people here and help them find their own true life."

When it comes to Buddhism, Wu Man is no longer reserved, and the divine light in his eyes bursts out little by little, and it is frighteningly bright.

The tone of his speech also became faster: "Buddha said that there is no mind outside the body without being possessed by the devil."

"The meaning of this sentence is that if our current body is fake and is just a temporary tool borrowed from our parents for decades, then it is really unintentional."

"What is unintentional? Ignore all delusional thoughts. They are originally ripples on the water, so why bother with them? If we don't understand the nature of our own mind and don't understand that thoughts and feelings are just like ripples on the water, they are fake. You will be deceived by the ripples on the water and forget your own watery nature.”

"If you forget your own nature, it will be like going on stage to sing an opera and getting dizzy, thinking that you are a character in the opera. Once you get on stage, you can't get off, and you can only sink in the sea of ​​misery. Just like the people in this wooden house area, their lives are miserable. It’s unbearable, it’s easy to get on stage but hard to get off stage.”

"But all this is caused by obsession. They can't see themselves clearly, and they can't get true bliss. I let them see the truest thoughts in their hearts, step down from the sea of ​​suffering, and enjoy the joy of life." The unenjoyed bliss allowed them to see their truest selves, allowing them to find their true selves.”

"Now that you have found your true self, what is the importance of life and death? Everyone has to die, and some people need a little help."

"I'm helping them achieve righteousness, and I'm helping them reach the other side of glory!"

Wu Man looked at everyone with stern eyes, a look of compassion on his face. His voice seemed to have an echo, constantly overlapping in everyone's ears, rising and falling. The combination of the three gave people a ferocious and terrifying feeling.

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