Chapter 141 Fu Chen Extra (53)
My name is Jingchen, and Fuchen is my secular name.
I was born from the fruit of Putuo, and was sent to the Daliang Palace by a Taoist priest, and became a son of Buddha.
The Emperor of Daliang ordered the renovation of a palace, which he named Jingchen Palace.
I don't like it.
The Jingchen Palace was too deserted and deserted.
The eunuchs who came and went and took care of my daily life were like wooden men. They only knew how to follow orders and had no self-awareness at all.
So boring.
They dared not speak to me, nor disobey any of my orders. They were servile and fawning like sycophantic lackeys.
I hate them and everything in Jingchen Palace, but I can only stay in there, reciting scriptures day and night, just hoping to achieve enlightenment and become a Buddha as soon as possible.
They said that as a Buddhist, I have no worries about food and clothing, so I should stay in the Jingchen Hall and pray for them and seek peace.
There is no freedom, no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness.
The scriptures say that this is what a Buddhist disciple looks like: indifferent and detached from the world, with no desires or demands.
If possible, I don’t want to be a Buddhist at all because I have desires.
It’s Daliang’s annual Lantern Festival again. I stand at the highest point of Jingchen Temple, watching the fireworks blooming in the dark sky in the distance.
It’s so beautiful, so beautiful that I want to jump in regardless of everything to chase the river lanterns and fireworks.
But I can't, because I am a Buddhist.
*
I thought I would spend my whole life in the dreadfully deserted Jingchen Palace, until that day...
The Emperor of Daliang openly issued an imperial decree in the court, requiring me to marry into the princess's family and become her son-in-law.
Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!
Since I am a Buddhist, how can I marry?
So, in front of all the ministers, I openly disobeyed the order.
That was the first time I saw the true face of the Emperor of Daliang.
It was as if he had torn off the mask he had worn for a long time. He was no longer gentle and kind.
He was furious and banished me to Putuo Temple, where I was forbidden to leave for the rest of my life.
I couldn't ask for more.
The palace is too scary and too complicated. I would rather stay in the cold Putuo Temple for the rest of my life than go back to that dark vortex.
*
That day, the weather was very clear, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers in Putuo Temple spread to the entire mountain road.
I don’t remember the specific process of conferring the title, but I only remember that there were a lot of pilgrims, and from a distance, it looked like a crowd of heads.
With tears in their eyes and long incense sticks in their hands, they prayed for me and wished me all the best in Putuo Temple.
At that moment, I suddenly felt that the loneliness of the past eighteen years was worth it.
I was given respect that I didn't get in the palace.
But on that day, I met a man.
To be precise, it's a little fox.
She sneaked into Putuo Temple and somehow ended up in my meditation room.
This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful fox.
Its hair is very thick and fluffy, and from a distance it looks like a little fat ball.
No, you can't say that, it will get angry.
The little fox can speak human language and has a soft voice. It makes people happy and relieves boredom.
The day we first met, she praised me for being pretty.
I know that my appearance is not like that of an ordinary person, but this is the first time I have met someone so blatant.
Unlike Princess Chaoyang and Emperor Daliang, he is not full of turbid desires.
It's very simple.
The moment I saw the little fox, I suddenly felt that spending my whole life in Putuo Temple didn’t seem so difficult.
Later, the little fox told me its life story.
It is a member of the Qingqiu fox clan, has no father or mother, and has been born for five hundred years.
There are many young foxes in the tribe, and they have all successfully transformed.
Only it grows only flesh and does not look like a human.
It's extremely stupid.
So, I had no choice but to leave it in Putuo Temple, and use the Buddha's light to protect it and help it transform into a human form as soon as possible.
Over time, I finally understood why it was a fox demon but as round as a pig.
It loves to eat and can drink eight bowls of porridge and five vegetarian buns in one meal.
It ate so much that it couldn't walk. It lay on my bed and burped, acting like a spoiled child and asking me to touch its little belly to help it digest the food.
It's ridiculous!
I am a Buddhist! When have I ever done such a thing?
Hmm...it felt soft, and I couldn't help but pinch it, causing the little fox to jump up from the bed and glare at me angrily.
It doesn't know how cute it looks at this moment.
I suddenly felt an itch on my fingertips.
Well, it must be an illusion.
*
I have always known that, blessed by the Buddha, the little fox will one day transform into a human form.
But I never expected that day to come so quickly, which caught me off guard.
One morning, I opened my eyes and suddenly felt a strange touch on my fingertips.
It doesn't feel like a mattress, but more like soft and hot skin.
!!!!!!
How dare someone climb into the Buddha's bed!
I suddenly opened my eyes, and a fair and delicate face suddenly appeared in my sight, which looked very unfamiliar.
This morning, she slept next to me, and... she was naked...
I'm going crazy!
"Who are you!"
I asked the woman in front of me in a harsh voice.
Unexpectedly, she frowned and covered her ears, looking impatient.
"Oh, this is so annoying!"
Is this...the voice of the little fox?
How could I forget that the little fox stayed by my side day and night, blessed by the Buddha's light, and would one day transform into a human form...
It took me a long time to digest this fact.
The little fox was exceptionally pretty, with fair skin, red lips and white teeth. I had rarely seen women living down the mountain, but I felt that no one could compare to it.
I didn't dare look closely at her face, or even look directly into her eyes.
I felt so weird, my heartbeat seemed out of my control.
No, this can't be done.
*
I listened to the abbot and began to keep my distance from the little fox.
Although she is a fox demon, she is also a woman.
If pilgrims saw me living in the same meditation room with her, I would probably damage her reputation.
So I moved out of the Zen room and cleared out all my belongings except for the bamboo painting.
When I left, I saw the little fox's sad expression, and there seemed to be something flashing in its beautiful eyes.
I didn't dare think about it too much, thinking that the strange feeling would disappear.
But I didn't expect that my pure and clear Buddha heart seemed to have a wound and became increasingly out of my control.
The next day, I opened the door of the Zen room, bringing the vegetarian porridge and steamed buns that the little fox liked.
I made her sad, so I have to use these to comfort her.
What I didn't expect was that there was no one in the Zen room.
The little fox...is gone.
She has always been lazy and doesn't like to clean the meditation room or fold the quilt.
But at this moment, the Zen room is very clean and not messy at all.
Everything that belonged to the little fox disappeared, without a trace left.
I felt a chill on my body, not very strong, but it flowed through my fingertips and spread throughout my body.
There are two pieces of rice paper on the table.
The handwriting above is very childish. You can tell at a glance that it was written by the little fox imitating me.
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