Chapter 279: Weak Paper Demon vs. Enlightened Monk (Extra)

When Shi Yi was about to leave the small world, a small accident happened, and Nightmare trapped her in her own dream. Before this, Shi Yi always thought that she would not dream.

In Shi Yi's dream, there was a clear pond, with green duckweed floating in the pond, green lotus leaves extending from the water to the sky, all kinds of birds resting on the lotus leaves, and the sky was extremely vast.

When Shi Yi came out of the dream, Nightmare stood in front of her bed, twisting her hands and not daring to look at her.

Shi Yi smiled and held its hand, comforting her: "I'm not angry."

Nightmare jumped and jumped in front of her bed like a child, and then hugged her.

"Are you leaving?"

Shi Yi leaned on its shoulder and nodded.

"Then I'll come to see you next time."

"Okay."

When the voice fell, there was no one in front of Nightmare, and its hand stopped in the air at the position of Shi Yi's hair.

Nightmare became lonely again. It quietly returned to the Sutra Library and curled up in the place where it used to stay.

After Kong Wu passed away, Kong Zhi succeeded him and became the youngest abbot of Pushan Temple. The first thing he did after becoming the abbot was to open the Sutra Library and add seats, and to welcome the believers who were not from this temple to read the scriptures in the Sutra Library with the most sincere attitude. This was the first reform in the history of Buddhist temples.

In the same year, Emperor Wan Yong issued an edict to promote Buddhism, and set up a Buddhist garden in the court to compile books and biographies for the enlightened monks from all over the country. At the same time, temples were set up in each state and county to send monks to explain the Buddhist scriptures. Of course, he also took the lead in learning Buddhist principles. The upper class followed the lower class, and the Buddhist thought trend was set off among the people.

The maple leaves in the yard turned red, green, and red, and there were more and more monks in the temple. Kong Zhi's disciples increased in batches, and Kong Zhi began to grow old and grew a beard.

On this day, in the height of summer, when he was sitting cross-legged in the Sutra Library and reciting scriptures, he welcomed an old friend.

The old man called himself Wang Tian, ​​saying that he was passing by here and came to pay homage to the former abbot, Master Kong Wu, and was willing to send someone to reshape the Bodhisattva in the temple with a golden body. After they chatted about Buddhist principles for a while, the old man hurriedly said goodbye.

His young disciple Kong Xuan brought his fellow disciples to ask him why this donor Huang Tian was willing to send someone to reshape the Bodhisattva in the temple.

He drank a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and told the story of the first time this Huang Tian came to their Pushan Temple many years ago.

"At that time, the rich man was still Rong Sheng. He brought the servants in the mansion to support his mother, Mrs. Rong, to ask my master Kong Wu, the former abbot, what reincarnation he would enter after his death..."

He still remembers that Mrs. Rong's eyes were burning, full of hope, hoping that Master Kong Wu could give her a good answer.

However, his master Kong Wu bowed his head and twisted the Buddhist beads and chanted "Amitabha", saying that all sentient beings reincarnate in the world, due to the two inverted views and delusions, and when the karma turns, he stopped twisting the Buddhist beads and turned his head away from her.

Then he saw that Mrs. Rong's face turned pale instantly, and she murmured to herself, "It's my own fault, it's my fault."

The rich man Rong Sheng wanted to donate his entire body to increase Mrs. Rong's merit, but was rejected by the master. The two of them were pale and supported each other down the mountain.

The pilgrim named Huang Tian picked up the book in the backpack and asked, "This scripture has been read to pieces, which shows the sincerity of the owner of the scripture. Why can't the master be kind and comfort the old woman?"

His master did not answer, he took the initiative to speak, "The six realms rotate with each other without rest. Why? Because when you have delusions and false views at any time and place, you create karma; whatever happens in a place, you will receive the corresponding retribution in reincarnation. Mrs. Rong will naturally receive the corresponding retribution for her own karma."

Although he did not know what karma this old woman who looked kind and dressed simply had created.

"Since Buddha cannot save people and cannot eliminate karma, why should people worship Buddha?" the pilgrim asked again. He was stumped and scratched his head which had just been shaved not long ago, and looked to his master for help.

The master clasped his hands together and looked towards the Tathagata Buddha enshrined in the hall, and said compassionately: "The Dharma is subtle and profound. Inside the Dharma, one does not feel the benefits of the Dharma; outside of the Dharma, one does not feel any harm. But in Buddhism, you get one share of the fruit for every bit of merit, and that is absolutely correct. Buddhism is the freest and most equal place, with absolutely no favoritism. Among these 'all sentient beings', including hungry ghosts and hells, if you are determined to practice Buddhism, no matter how bad you are, you can become a Buddha; no matter how bad you are as a beast, you can also become a Buddha. The only thing to be afraid of is insincerity."

The pilgrim from another place thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed and thanked him: "Thanks to the master's guidance today, many of my doubts have been dispelled."

The pilgrim went down the mountain, but he was stunned looking at his back, because he actually saw a group of purple cloud on the pilgrim, which he had never seen on anyone else.

He immediately ran to find his master and told him what he had seen and heard. The master told him that this pilgrim would be invaluable in the future. When he came back to fulfill his wish, he could have him reshape the Bodhisattva in the temple with a golden body.

He did not understand the deep meaning of his master's words at that time, until he saw this pilgrim again today. He also admired his master more and more.

"Master, is the real name of this pilgrim really Huang Tian?" The little apprentice scratched his bald head and looked at him for help.

Kong Zhi smiled heartily, touched the bald head of his beloved apprentice, and said: "The shore of the world is the king's land. Who is the sky in the king's land?"

The little apprentice stood there thinking for a long time, and finally knocked on his forehead, and shouted as if waking up from a dream, "Wan..."

"Shh" Kong Zhi raised his index finger and whispered, "Buddhist pure land, don't make noise."

The little apprentice understood the key and ran out happily.

Kongzhi lost interest in reading, put down the sutra, and prepared to walk around to calm his mind. He happened to pass by the Wenjing Pavilion and heard Master Miaoyan explaining to the disciples in the temple a sentence from the Jiatai Pudeng Record: "Thousands of mountains share the same moon, and all households are filled with spring; thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons, and there are thousands of miles of cloudless sky."

He closed his eyes, as if he had returned to many years ago when his master was still alive.

"Master, what is the Zen philosophy of this Buddhist scripture?"

"This sentence says that the moon is like Buddha nature, and thousands of rivers are like sentient beings. There is no difference between big and small rivers, as long as there is a river, there is a moon. There is no difference between noble and humble people, as long as there are people, there is Buddha nature. Buddha nature is in people's hearts, just like the moon shining on the river, it is everywhere. Buddha nature is everywhere, and Tao is also everywhere."

"What is the relationship between the sky, clouds, people, Buddha and Tao?"

he asked at the time, but the master looked at him, touched his head and said, "You will understand it in the future."

"The sky is like the Buddha's heart, it is the nature, it is a mirror. Clouds can be seen as material desires, troubles, and dust. When there are no clouds in the sky, it is a clear sky. When material desires and troubles are gone, the Buddha's heart and nature will naturally appear. When dust is wiped off, the mirror will naturally regain its brightness."

Master Miaoyan saw that he had realized the truth on the spot while standing at the window, and put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha".

(End of this chapter)