The Strange Tales of Tokyo Monk

He supported himself on the door frame, stood up and returned to the room, took off his robes, folded them neatly and placed them on the bed.

He holds a staff in his left hand, a bowl in his right hand, and wears Buddhist beads.

Finally, after thinking it over again, he left behind the staff and Buddhist beads, and walked out of the room and the temple with only the bowl in his right hand.

The wind is quite strong late at night.

In the end, the old monk chose to intercept the golden light flying across the sky.

"It's you, the old monk from Jixiang Temple, who came here to stop me late at night. Do you want to talk to me about the wonderful Buddhist scriptures all night long?"

The golden light in the sky stopped and hovered in mid-air, revealing a golden face faintly.

"You are not the real Golden Light God." The old monk said in a firm tone.

"The old god fell, and the new god was born. Now I am devoutly worshipped by all the believers of the Golden Light Religion. How can I not be the Great God of Golden Light?" The golden face sneered.

"You were not born naturally."

"Everything happens due to causes and conditions. You can't even understand this. No wonder you can't enter the Samadhi stage."

"You are the Lord of the Seven Sins!"

"Old monk, you are obsessed with appearances. Buddha has thousands of faces and forms. I am the Lord of the Seven Sins, so I cannot be the Great God of Golden Light, right?"

Seeing the other party admit it frankly, the old monk's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he had no chance of survival tonight.

He was just guessing that the Golden Light God of the Golden Light Sect might be one of the incarnations of the Seven Sinners.

I just took the opportunity to trick him.

The guess turned out to be true.

"You are a disaster in the world!" the old monk shouted in a deep voice.

"I was born because of all living beings, and all living beings are my parents." The golden face said cleverly, "If I were to cause trouble in the world, then all living beings would be monsters."

"Without sentient beings, I cannot be born."

"Without sin, I cannot grow."

"Everything I have is a gift from all living beings. It is all living beings that made me who I am."

"And you, old monk, you are also a member of the living beings. You also created me."

These words left the old monk silent.

There is already much controversy within Buddhism regarding the existence of the Seven Evil Lords.

Moreover, this Lord of the Seven Sins is extremely wise.

20 years ago, the world changed and became more suitable for demons to practice. At that time, Buddhism, Shintoism, and Onmyoji all paid a heavy price to stabilize the situation.

The Seven Sins Lords were born as one of the demon leaders, and they did not participate in wreaking havoc on the world. Instead, they took the initiative to hand over their three clones to Buddhism, Shintoism, and Onmyoji to be suppressed.

At that time He said: "I was born of all living beings, and all living beings are my parents. How can there be a rebellious son who kills his parents with his own hands?"

Perhaps He had treacherous intentions, but in that situation, the Seven Sinners took the initiative to show weakness and were willing to hand over three of their seven incarnations to Buddhism, Shintoism, and Onmyoji for custody and suppression respectively.

They were given a lot of favors, both in terms of face and substance. In addition, they could not think of any way to kill the Seven Sinners at that time.

Compromise is the best option.

Now, 20 years have passed, and the three incarnations of the Seven Sin Lords are still staying obediently in the place of suppression, without escaping or making any unusual movements.

“My eyes can see a glimpse into the future.”

"You haven't even cultivated half of your clairvoyance yet. Is the future you see really the future?"

"Amitabha." The old monk lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name.

Due to insufficient spiritual practice, he could only glimpse a tiny part of the future. In that tiny part of the future, the golden light of the great god Jin Guang was shining brightly, almost covering the entire sky above Tokyo.

That's definitely a good thing.

There is a premonition that he must be stopped during the summer festival, otherwise the future will be dangerous and unpredictable.

So, even if he can't win, he still wants to give it a try.

"Alas, I have no intention of hurting my parents, but you are bent on killing me."

The golden-faced man sighed, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his palms together, bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Everyone is paranoid, and so are you. How could you possibly kill me?"

"Amitabha."

"I was made by you. If you want to kill me, you must kill yourself first."

The golden face's tone was vague, as if he was expressing emotion about something.

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name for the last time, and golden flames emerged from his body. For a moment, the Buddha's light was blazing brightly.

"Monks who came here with enlightenment, after tonight, there will be one less."

The golden face floated in the air, neither running away nor taking the initiative to attack, but watching the old monk burn out his life's cultivation to the peak.

"The Sutra says: The bodhisattva's mind is focused on the emptiness and non-self, which is called the emptiness samadhi; the mind is focused on the extinction, which is called the formless samadhi; the mind is focused on the suffering and impermanence, which is called the wishless samadhi."

"The Sutra says: By relying on these three doors, all the excellent and good dharmas can be gathered. Without these three doors, the excellent and good dharmas that should be cultivated and studied will not grow.

If one can learn these three doors to liberation, one can also learn the three categories of the true Dharma realm, the Four Noble Truths, the Six Paramitas, and all the infinite and boundless Buddhist teachings.

Because the three samadhis encompass all wonderful and good dharmas. "

"Nirvana is the way to nirvana."

The golden face looked at the old monk who was burned by the Buddha's fire and whispered softly.

The Buddha's fire eventually burned the old monk's body, leaving only the Dharma bowl floating above his head, absorbing all the Buddha's fire and light.

Then the Dharma bowl flew into the air, emitting infinite Buddha light towards the golden face in the sky!

The golden-faced man did not move or struggle, but allowed the old monk's final bowl to take him in.

When all the golden Buddha light dissipated, the Dharma bowl fell from the sky to the ground and sank into the grass.

After a long time, a whisper came from the bowl.

"You have been my parent for my entire life, so I will suffer your pain for one day."

That night, the monk Ruyi rang the bell in Jixiang Temple, and the bell rang all night long.

The stars move and the sun and the moon take turns.

Late at night on the second day, the Dharma bowl emitted a crisp buzzing sound, and cracks began to appear on its surface before it collapsed.

A golden face jumped out, turned into a dazzling golden light, and disappeared into the distance.

Chapter 86 New God, the Bat God

The master is gone.

It was time for him to leave the temple and travel.

The monk Ruyi stood in his master's room, looking at the empty room, and finally put away his robes, held a staff, and put on Buddhist beads.

Leave the room and leave the temple.

As for Jixiang Temple, with his senior brother around, it is still prosperous and has become a wealthy temple in the world.

His master once said that his senior brother's disadvantage was that he was too worldly and too utilitarian, and his senior brother's strength was also that he was too worldly.

Brother, if you manage the temple with a secular heart, you will never end up with the temple being destroyed, the monks dispersing, and the Buddha falling and disappearing.

The only thing to worry about is that the true Dharma does not exist.

And he needs to pass on this true teaching to his master.

Leaving the temple, the bustling world outside seemed to turn into a rolling tide of heat. Just looking at it, I could feel a gust of hot wind blowing directly on my cheeks.

This is where all living beings live. No wonder the Buddhist scriptures call it the great hell of the human world.

He once came out for a short time and was nearly beaten to death. This shows that the world is as ferocious as a tiger and can destroy a person's soul in an instant.

In such a big world, where should I go?

Ruyi thought about it, took out her cell phone from the cloth bag, and made a call.

Hase Shuichi.

He had been to Kichijoji and had met me a few times. He had always wanted to invite me to debut with him in a group.

Now, the other party seems to have become a big singer.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Kichijoji, Ruyi."

"Hey, it's you. You called me on purpose. Have you figured it out?"

"Do you need anyone else over there?"

"It just so happens that I am still lacking a monk who can form a group with me."

"Okay, where are you?"

"Let me come find you. If I'm right, you should be standing at the gate of Kichijoji Temple, looking around, not knowing where to go."

"How can you know so much?"

"Let's chat when we meet."

Ruyi stood there and waited obediently for about half an hour. Then a silver-black Porsche Panamera made a beautiful drift and stopped in front of him.

In the car was a bald monk wearing sunglasses and chewing gum.

"This way, come here."

Ruyi put the phone into her cloth bag and got into the luxury car with some trepidation.

The reason why he knew it was a luxury car was because his senior brother also had one, and it was a shooting brake version.

"Stay at my place first, and then consider other things."

Hase Hideichi and the other monks fastened their seat belts as they wished, stepped on the accelerator, and drove him to his Shibuya district.

On the way, Ruyi finally asked about his doubts. It was hard for him to imagine that someone he hadn't contacted for a long time could guess that he was standing at the gate of Kichijoji when he called.

"Last night, my master called me and said that the old abbot of Kichijoji might not be able to hold on any longer. He was too far away to be sure."

"And your call today undoubtedly proves that my master's ominous premonition has come true."

"From what I know about you, you must have called me only after you stepped out of the temple gate and realized you didn't know where to go next."

Ruyi remained silent.

"Don't worry, since you thought of calling me, it proves that you still remember me as your friend. I will arrange your future life."

Perhaps thinking of something interesting, Hase Hideichi smiled and said, "Maybe you can first come up with a catchy name for our debut group."

……

Saturday, October 7.

Late at night, the water of Arakawa was rushing as usual.

Across the river is the bustling downtown area, and on the other side is the Arakawa area.

A large amount of natural scenery obscures the light emitted by the scattered houses.

The night is quiet and deep here.

"Alas, I don't know what the higher-ups were thinking. They actually handed such a task to us. Aren't they afraid that we will mess it up again?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the chance that Master has fought for for us to redeem ourselves!"

"So, what if we fail this time?"