Chapter 270: Weak Paper Monster VS Enlightened Monk (2)
"You are not afraid of the Buddha's power in this temple?" Kong Wu frowned slightly, but his face was bright and clear. His eyes fell on the broken scriptures, and his doubts disappeared. The world is full of wonders. The paper monster in front of him may have been enlightened by the Buddha, so it is not afraid of the Buddha's light. Otherwise, he didn't know how to explain that she could rely on the Buddhist scriptures.
"Looking at the change in your expression, I must have guessed something." Shi Yi imitated him and knelt on the cushion beside him. He respectfully bowed to the Buddha and told his origins. "Five hundred years ago, I had just cultivated into a demon, and was found by a high monk. I refused to follow him to learn Buddhism, so he wrote scriptures on my body, hoping that I could be influenced over time. However, less than a month later, he fell off a cliff and lost his life during his travels."
Hearing this, Kong Wu lowered his head and chanted Amitabha. The high monk that Shi Yi mentioned should be the master of his master's master. He had heard his master talk about the deeds of this great master countless times, and guessed that he should be a monk who was not bound by the deeds of the world. He did not expect that he would end up like that in the end, which made people sigh.
"Due to the restrictions of the scriptures, I could not leave the books, so I stayed in the broken hut for more than four hundred years. During these four hundred years, I was so idle that I actually fulfilled the monk's wish and read the scriptures over and over again. As a result, I was no longer afraid of the Buddha's power." Because I had something to ask of others, Shi Yi's attitude was always polite and courteous.
"Fortunately, God has mercy on me. The Rong family heard that the Sutra of Deliverance can resolve sins, and they went through great pains to find me. Old Madam Rong recited it day and night, but it was a pity that Old Madam Rong was a snake in her heart. On the surface, she worshipped the Buddha, but secretly did all kinds of bad things. If she hadn't had a filial son, she would have been killed by the wronged soul. Because she had too many karmas, she often read the scriptures, which gradually made the Sutra of Deliverance ineffective, and I would be able to move freely."
"Since the donor can move freely, why bother to come to this Pushan Temple?" Kong Wu clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and fiddled with the Buddhist beads. His quiet and great temperament did not seem like that of a young man of twenty-eight or twenty-nine.
Of course, he had made people forget his age completely. The new monks and lamas in the temple only thought that he had achieved great success in cultivation and remained young forever.
Shi Yi was exposed by him, but he was not angry. He knelt down and looked at him and said, "As you can see, my soul has begun to become transparent. If I can't get away from this scripture, I will be reduced to ashes and my soul will be scattered."
Kong Wu put his hands together, closed his eyes, and chanted Amitabha. Shi Yi continued, "The Buddha has the virtue of loving life. I believe that the master will not watch me die."
"The donor's spirit is clear and bright. I think he has never done anything to harm others. If there is a way to save the donor without hurting the innocent, this monk is willing to try it." Kong Wu silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his heart. When he opened his eyes, his eyes had regained clarity, and the hand holding the Buddhist beads continued to move.
"You really can't remember anything at all?" Shi Yi stood up from the mat and walked to his side, to his eyes, forcing him to look at him, and asked again: "You really can't remember anything at all? Even a little bit?"
"Donor, you are joking. We have never met before, how could we have any intersection?" Although Kong Wu's eyes were on her face, they were clear and bright, just like the Buddha enshrined. At first glance, his eyes were compassionate, but at a closer look, there was no one.
"Master, you are right, I lied." Shi Yi quickly stood up and retracted his gaze, but Kong Wu keenly noticed the tears in her eyes.
"Master, you haven't answered my question yet, why don't you just tell Madam Rong that she will go to hell after she dies and be cut into pieces." In a short moment, Shi Yi had sorted out his emotions. Kong Wu looked again, and the tears that he had seen before were no longer there.
"The donor just said that the Buddha is kind and merciful. Madam Rong is already at the end of her strength, why bother to scare her directly." Kong Wu looked up at the Buddha enshrined in front of the temple, and felt that he was insignificant. He just touched a little bit of Buddhist principles and practiced a little bit of Buddhism, but he was touted by the world as a living Buddha who could save the world and rescue disasters. It really made him embarrassed. I only hope that he can make more progress in Buddhist principles and do more practical things for the people in his lifetime.
"Master, you have less worries and more wisdom. You have already achieved enlightenment and treat all things with compassion. Have you ever thought about yourself? Have you ever thought about the people around you. You became a monk very early, and you know that your elderly parents at home kneel in front of the Buddha day and night to pray for you." Shi Yi approached him, more like a question.
Kong Wu knelt on the mat, without moving or retreating, with a look of compassion on his face, "Having understood the equality of the three worlds, that wisdom is boundless and immeasurable. The world is attached to name and form, and all bounds and bounds are quiet. Having understood the cause and effect of the Dharma, there is no delusion of self and sentient beings, and the arising of self-views will never arise, and all dharmas will also not arise."
Seeing that Shi Yi could not understand what was in front of him, he changed to a simpler explanation.
"I, others, sentient beings, and life. I have already broken through them."
His relationship with his parents ended when he became a monk. In this world, no matter the relationship between father and son, monarch and minister, husband and wife, there will always be a time to fall. It depends on the self to choose.
Then he saw the paper demon laughing in front of him, tears falling like beads from a broken string, and heard her mumbling to herself, "I knew you were heartless, but I never thought that you were so heartless. It makes me look much more infatuated."
"Did we have any connection before?" Kong Wu asked again.
"There is nothing between the master and me." The paper demon wiped away his tears, suddenly laughed, and then changed to a faint emotion. Shi Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. The original owner suddenly took over her body and she was almost exposed.
Kong Wu sensitively noticed that the paper demon in front of him seemed to be not the same person, but he did not speak, but the Buddhist beads in his hand sped up and revealed his unrest.
"The master said that as long as it does not harm innocent people, you can lend a hand?" Shi Yi asked.
Kong Wu nodded.
"If I tell the master, your heart blood can save me from danger." Shi Yi looked at his face steadily.
His eyebrows are firm and his lips are thin. He looks like an unfeeling person, but his eyes are so clear that people want to fall into them.
"Amitabha." Kong Wu's heart was shocked, and he closed his eyes and continued to recite the Diamond Sutra.
Before his death, the master told him that he would have a great calamity of life and death in this life. In order to help him avoid it, he specially gathered his three souls and six spirits in one place and used his lifelong skills to integrate them into his heart. Unfortunately, his master calculated that he would have a great calamity of life and death, but he did not calculate the destiny. It is true that man's calculations are not as good as God's.
Knowing that the three worlds are equal, his wisdom is boundless and immeasurable
. The world is greedy for name and color, and all bounds and bounds are quiet.
Knowing the cause and effect of the law, there is no delusion of self-being, and
the self-view that arises will never arise, and all dharmas will also not arise.
——"The Sutra Asked by King Kinnara Under the Big Tree"
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