I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 603 The Boss's Dharma

After a dream of falling continuously, Zhou Tieyi suddenly woke up from the bed. He opened his eyes and raised his hand subconsciously, but the light of the sun and the moon was no longer shining. After a moment of stunned, Zhou Tieyi fumbled in the darkness for a while and turned over the electronic alarm clock on the bedside table. The mechanical fluorescent light displayed the current time, 22:20.

He swiftly pressed the button on the bedside table, and pressed it a few more times in an unpracticed manner. The heavy curtains slowly opened, and outside the window was the city night scene like stars.

This was the last scene of his previous life that he remembered. The office worker on a business trip woke up to find himself in another world.

"It's really a big dream."

Zhou Tieyi sighed silently and looked at the scenery outside the window for two minutes. He picked up the newly bought Huawei mobile phone on the bedside table and opened WeChat. At this point, he paused for a while.

After so many business trips, this was the first time he felt the so-called homesickness, especially when you already know that this is a dream that is both real and illusory. The illusory side is that the whole world is a dream, and if you admit it, then you may be trapped here forever and never be able to return.

The real side is that you know the person in front of you will be the same as in your memory.

So in the end Zhou Tieyi still didn’t click on the video call, he just sent one word: Mom.

He stood up and packed his luggage. Two minutes later, the other party finally replied.

"What's up? I'm playing mahjong."

When Zhou Tieyi saw this sentence, he smiled. This dream was indeed what people most hoped for.

He did not continue to reply, because he thought that he could become a saint in the future and travel through the vast universe to find his original grain of sand. If he hesitated and entangled here, he would lose the chance to go back.

I don’t know if it’s because he fell from an almost omnipotent big man to an ordinary person again, so he became sentimental, but Zhou Tieyi spent half an hour to finally adjust his mentality, and then replied, "Win more, I’ll buy the horse."

After saying that, he transferred one thousand yuan.

This time the other party responded immediately with a red emoji, and of course the thousand dollars was taken away quickly.

After getting up and putting on his clothes, Zhou Tieyi checked the suitcase again and found a small thing in it. It was a piece of wood carving made of a material similar to huanghuali, with a slowly blooming lotus flower with twenty-four petals.

"Obtain a key mission item."

Zhou Tieyi laughed softly.

He picked up the wooden lotus, walked through the corridor, and came to the tea bar in the lobby on the first floor. Just as he ordered a cup of strong tea, he heard someone greet him, "Xiao Hu."

Zhou Tieyi turned his head and saw that the boss was still drunk. His chubby face was flushed and he looked like he wanted to sleep but couldn't.

Although he knew it was a dream, Zhou Tieyi did not, as everyone was discussing online, directly slap his boss and say, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. I am the Supreme God now, and you can't call me Xiao Hu anymore. Kneel down and sing "Conquer" to me, Brother Hu!"

"You haven't slept either."

Zhou Tieyi walked up familiarly. To be honest, the boss was very nice to him. He got the job through family connections, and the boss was half-elder. He even booked an executive room for him when he was on business trips. This was better than 99% of bosses.

Secondly, although my boss was a jerk and a troublemaker, overall he paid me enough and taught me a lot of lessons.

"How can I sleep? I'm still reviewing and thinking about it. Do those thieves think they are confused because they are drunk?"

But the boss was indeed a little drunk. Not only did he speak in a loud voice, but he also talked a lot and began to preach his principles again.

Don't relax after drinking. A drinking place is like a battlefield. You have to listen to what others say when they are half drunk and judge whether this person is more of a braggart than a pragmatic person.

As he spoke, he pushed the green tea in front of him and said, "I didn't drink it."

Zhou Tieyi did not refuse and said, "Thank you, boss."

However, Zhou Tieyi still waited until the waiter brought a cup of hot tea, placed the hot tea in front of his boss, and then drank the almost cold tea. This was also a little trick of dealing with people that his boss taught him.

The boss saw this and laughed, "Not bad, not as wooden as it was a few years ago."

As he spoke, he picked up the hot tea, blew on it deeply, and then swallowed it swiftly.

Sometimes Zhou Tieyi even wondered whether his boss’ mouth and stomach structure were different from those of ordinary people.

According to the boss, drinking hot tea like this can help you sweat quickly and sober up, but of course the doctor also says that this can easily lead to esophageal cancer.

This is my boss. Although he wishes to restore the monetary system of the leader's era and calculate wages to the cent when calculating wages, he has been working hard for half his life and is indeed someone worth learning from. Otherwise, with Zhou Tieyi's personality, he would have quit his job and returned home to live off his parents.

Zhou Tieyi took a sip of the half-cold tea. The temperature was just right for him. Suddenly he asked, "Boss, Buddhism says that the world is like a dream, like passing clouds and smoke. Do you think this dream is a dream of one person or a dream shared by everyone?"

Zhou Tieyi was thinking about this when he went downstairs just now, that is, did the Buddha drag the four of them into a common big dream, or did each of them have a separate dream?

The boss was also stunned. He subconsciously touched the cigarette box on the table. Knowing that Zhou Tieyi didn't smoke, he lit a cigarette and puffed on it. "Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

Zhou Tieyi also heard the boss's voice-over. His boss was a man of many ideas, had a high level of education, and had read many books. So when he asked this, he must have thought that Zhou Tieyi might have had some changes in his thinking and wanted to resign and take a vacation or something.

It's no wonder the boss is worried. First, there are many people in his industry who have been abducted. Second, people born after 1995s and 2000s are all bosses at work. One day, if the boss is unhappy, they might quit their job.

"I was just drunk and suddenly thought of this question."

Zhou Tieyi answered casually.

The boss took another puff of his cigarette, pondered for a moment, and answered seriously, "It's everyone's dream."

Zhou Tieyi asked with interest, "Why do you say that?"

"Because the dream of one person is absolutely nihilistic, there is no point in discussing it. If it is a dream composed of everyone, it is worth discussing."

Zhou Tieyi thought about this sentence seriously and had to say that it was very much in line with the thinking of his boss’s generation. For many things, one should not look at the process but the result.

Since we are discussing the difficult and unresolved topic of "one person's dream" or "everyone's dream", it is better to return to the discussion itself, the process and purpose of the behavior.

If we get stuck into the topic of "one person's dream", it would be absolute nihilism. Everything in the world is caused by one person's thought, so there is no point in discussing it between two people.

On the contrary, it is the "dream of everyone", which is worth discussing. Zhou Tieyi gave his boss a thumbs up at the right time, "Great."

Zhou Tieyi gave the maximum emotional value, so the boss naturally laughed and continued, "When Buddha was meditating under the Bodhi tree, he realized the way to enlightenment. Originally, it should have been the self-awareness method. Then he taught this self-awareness method to his disciples so that they could always clearly understand the world. However, after Buddhism emerged, his disciples distorted the Dharma, so they kept saying that the world is like a dream and they should become monks every day."

Zhou Tieyi became interested, "Boss, do you also think that Buddhism has distorted the Dharma?"

The boss took a long puff of his cigarette. "When we were young, we didn't think about things like you do. At that time, college students were precious. Everyone thought they were studying for the development of socialism. Everyone was poor, so we often discussed metaphysical things. Now I think these things are both useful and useless."

He exhaled the smoke and continued, "Life is like a dream, and the idea of ​​becoming a monk is wrong."

"How can I see it?"

"Where did you learn Marxism-Leninism?"

The boss smiled proudly.

"Marxism-Leninism tells you that all human organizations exist for the purpose of production and development. If a social organization cannot produce and develop, then it must have no value in existence."

Then the boss continued with a smile, "Thinking about it this way, in fact, Buddhism has never been empty, because monks are an organized human activity. Since there is an organization, it must involve production relations, but monks hardly produce anything. How can an organization that does not produce maintain its own development?"

Zhou Tieyi immediately understood what his boss meant, "MLM."

The boss became more and more proud. "That's right. The essence of Buddhism is a large-scale pyramid scheme. The unreliable promises of benefits in pyramid schemes are the same as the afterlife in Buddhism. These are the means of brainwashing by the organization, not the results that can be truly implemented. That's why Buddhism nowadays likes to emphasize emptiness, falsehood, and illusion more and more, because only under emptiness, falsehood, and illusion can their Buddhist teachings appear precious and true."

The boss was excited, thought for a moment and added, "Of course, Buddhism, as a pyramid scheme, has been able to operate in every dynasty, and it also has its own unique features."

Zhou Tieyi looked eager to hear more details. The boss continued, "First of all, in modern society, people make money by offering incense and tickets. I know an old host who was in charge of tickets 30 years ago. At that time, he really counted money until his hands cramped. He would get dizzy from counting the bills every night. So when he talked to us about Buddhism later, he said that he hated the smell of money the most in his life. That was the literal smell of money. He wanted to vomit when he smelled money."

"But now it's better. He always has hundreds of thousands of cash in his coin purse, so he doesn't smell the stink of money anymore."

Zhou Tieyi burst out laughing when he heard this. He had to admit that his boss was really good at telling stories.

"You know the second one, too."

Having said this, the boss lowered his voice.

"Do you know how much money is offered in a year for the ever-burning lamp in our temple?"

Zhou Tieyi shook his head slightly.

The boss made a two.

Zhou Tieyi asked in astonishment, "Two hundred thousand?"

The boss snorted coldly, "Two hundred thousand is the entry price. There are people who pay millions above the level I paid."

Zhou Tieyi thought about the dream he was in and asked in a low voice, "Do they really know Buddhism?"

"You know nothing about Buddhism."

The boss sneered, "You might as well believe that I know Qigong rather than that they know Buddhism!"

"Let me test you. Why don't those high monks and qigong masters point out the truth?"

The boss put the cigarette in the ashtray and lit it.

This time Zhou Tieyi quickly came to his senses, "Because it's profitable."

"Yes, it is profitable. Buddhism is just a cover. It is actually a club with chess and card rooms. You pay 200,000 yuan as membership fee. After entering, you have to pay 200,000 yuan. This is a platform, so officials like to burn high incense, and businessmen also like to burn high incense. Everyone is on the same platform, and they burn different incense from the people below."

The boss looked very proud, "Now you understand what I said, so what Marxism-Leninism said is correct, and Buddhism can also be explained by Marxism-Leninism. All human organizational activities are for the purpose of production, otherwise they cannot be organized and continued."

"I understand."

Zhou Tieyi suddenly stood up and said.

"The problem with this world is that there is something wrong with Buddhism. As long as we correct this mistake and make everyone understand that this world is like a dream, then everyone will be able to wake up."

As he said that, Zhou Tieyi was about to walk out. His departure scared his boss. He brought someone else's child on a business trip, but ended up causing that person's only child to become a monk. They had been friends for twenty or thirty years. How could he explain when he went back?

He quickly picked up the coat next to him and followed Zhou Tieyi out, trying to pull Zhou Tieyi as he walked.

However, the moment he grabbed Zhou Tieyi, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and they arrived at the gate of the largest temple in the city. At this time, the temple door was closed and there was silence all around. There were only a few strong lights inside the temple. When the cold wind blew, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the boss who had just drunk hot tea.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked around puzzledly without even having time to put on his clothes. Although he did not live in this city, he had been here several times for business and naturally had visited the temples here.

But this place is more than ten kilometers away from the hotel where I live!

Just now, I just reached out and grabbed Xiao Hu's arm, and the next moment I came to the temple gate from the hotel.

The boss slapped himself and it hurt!

He muttered, "This dream is so damn real."

Zhou Tieyi, who was held by his boss, suddenly turned around. A lotus blossomed in his palm. The flower had 24 petals, each of which was a Buddhist teaching. He smiled while picking up the flower, "It's not a dream, it's my reality."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell tower and drum tower in the temple behind him suddenly rang loudly. The sounds of morning bells and evening drums were like the roars of dragons and tigers, spreading from the temple at lightning speed, and within a dozen breaths, the sound echoed throughout half of the city.

The closed main door suddenly opened wide, and the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the temple no longer had his hands spread out on his legs, but was in the palm of his hand, facing the direction of Zhou Tieyi.

The boss looked at this bizarre scene uncertainly and asked cautiously, "Xiao Hu?"

Zhou Tieyi smiled when he heard this, "Xiao Hu was yesterday, and the one who entered this sect today is Zhou Tianzun."

(End of this chapter)