Wen Yu looked him up and down and said, "If you take off your clothes, you will be Bajie Benjie."
At this time, Ming Jing frowned, her calm and peaceful expression was gone, and she looked like she wanted to cry but couldn't: "I'm really impressed, you found me even though I was hiding here! You didn't even realize you were the eldest princess, you were careless!"
Wen Yu:?
Spring outside the window:?
Wen Yu stared at Ming Jing, her mouth twitching: "Are you really schizophrenic? I was just saying it casually."
"What is schizophrenia? I have always been Bajie."
Wen Yu blinked: "But you are actually Ming Jing."
Ming Jing sighed and said, "Since you have discovered it, I will admit it. Yes, I am the famous Master Ming Jing of Yingguo Temple, who is well-known and renowned."
Wen Yu: ...
"That's perfect. I am the eldest princess of Dasheng, whose beauty is so stunning that fishes sink to the bottom of their chests, geese fall to the ground, the moon hides in shame, flowers blush, and I am as beautiful as a fairy in heaven."
"At the same time, this princess is also very calculating, resourceful, quick-witted and studious, very smart, very intelligent, very kind-hearted, and extremely clever. There are so many advantages that I can't even list them all."
SPIEGEL: ...
"I have never seen anyone more shameless than this little monk."
Wen Yu was surprised and said, "You are shameless. I am telling the truth."
SPIEGEL: ...
Wen Yu slightly raised the corners of her lips and walked towards Ming Jing step by step.
Seeing this, Mingjing stepped back repeatedly: "What are you going to do?"
He was really a little flustered by the wall-bang in the kitchen that day.
Wen Yu chuckled, with a teasing look on her lips: "Why, Brother Mingjing, am I not beautiful?"
Ming Jing was puzzled in all seriousness: "What do you mean Brother Ming Jing? Your brother is the emperor, not a monk."
Wen Yu: ...
"You are still the master. The emperor is my brother and I am his sister."
Ming Jing waved her hands: "That's even worse. How can I be His Majesty's brother?"
Wen Yu: ...
She looked at the mirror in front of her, and it was indeed completely different from the zen-like mirror a few minutes ago.
He was wearing the same clothes and had the same face, but his expression and speech had transformed into that of a completely different person.
Wen Yu looked at the crooked red mole on Ming Jing's forehead again.
Mingjing was very sensitive to Wen Yu's gaze.
He coughed and said, "Don't look at me like that..."
"What look?"
“Who are you looking at when you look through me to see others?”
Wen Yu: ...
The next second, Wen Yu unexpectedly picked off the red mole on Ming Jing's forehead, and then stared at him leisurely.
Ming Jing's expression gradually eased, he put his hands together, and lowered his head slightly: "Amitabha, Princess, now that you have found out the reason, please leave on your own."
As soon as Ming Jing finished speaking, Wen Yu pressed the red mole again and continued to stare at him leisurely.
The corners of Mingjing's lips moved, and after a while he managed to utter, "Amitabha, is it fun?"
Wen Yu picked off the red mole again: "It's fun."
"Amitabha, Princess, please leave as soon as possible..."
Before Ming Jing could finish her words, Wen Yu pressed on the red mole again.
"...Go, no, give me back the mole!"
Wen Yu didn't listen and picked it off again.
"Master Mingjing, this is so fun! I want to come and play with you every day! You can transform!"
Mingjing closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha, Princess, this mole is not a plaything. Please return it to me."
"Okay, I'll give it back to you." Wen Yu said and pressed it again.
Mingjing's eyes were a little red: "It's never going to end, right? Stop teasing me."
Wen Yu took two steps back and exclaimed in amazement: "Is this red mole the starter of Bajie?"
Ming Jing looked helpless: "I'm telling you what's going on. Stop picking at me. It's hard for me to change my expression!"
Wen Yu sat down at the table after hearing this: "Tell me, let me see what's going on."
SPIEGEL: ...
He organized his words and sighed, "Mingjing and Bajie are indeed the same person, but they are not of the same mind."
At this time Liuchun also came in, stood behind Wen Yu, and listened attentively with his ears perked up.
"I am the most intelligent disciple in the past hundred years. I have been practicing 'refining the mind in the world' since I was young. I have reached the Mahayana stage. I have a Zen mind and a worldly mind."
"And I am that earthly heart."
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, while Liu Chun touched his head, looking confused: "How can a person have two hearts?"
Ming Jing did not explain to Liu Chun, but continued: "The Zen mind is like an ancient Buddha with a green lamp, and he studies Buddhism, is not stained by the mundane world, and his six senses are pure."
"Into the mortal world, one's heart and body experience all the bitterness and pain of the world, resentment and hatred, separation and love, and failure to obtain what one desires."
"Since I was young, I was often abandoned in beggars' dens, stealing and doing thieves, being despised and dependent on others. It was common for me to be beaten and hungry, and it was also common for me to be kidnapped by a matchmaker. This was the cause, so I gradually developed into the character I am now... This is the result. The intersection of cause and effect has formed this worldly heart."
“Every experience in the secular world will become the oil for cultivating the Zen mind. After washing away all the dust of the secular world, you will still be a clear mirror when you return. After many years of alternation, if your original intention remains unchanged, your Zen mind will be achieved.”
"And this red mole simply represents that the practice of refining the mind in the world of mortals begins at this moment, from a Zen mind to a worldly mind."
It also changed from Mingjing to Bajie.
Wen Yu: ...
She was stunned.
What does this mean? Isn’t this just torturing yourself in disguise?
What will happen if a weak child is thrown into a group of beggars?
You can figure it out with your toes.
It turns out that the pursuits of a great monk are different from those of an ordinary person like her.
She just wants to eat well, drink well, sleep well, have money, power, be surrounded by handsome men, and have no worries.
She thought that this should be the idea of most people. After all, there are still many vulgar people in the world. The more vulgar, the better. Only when they are extremely vulgar can they be perfect!
But think about it, even Tang Seng, who was a Golden Cicada, had to go through 81 trials...
After being controlled by this speech for nearly a minute, Wen Yu finally made a concise summary:
"To put it simply, I will make you suffer first and force you to turn evil. If you turn evil, your practice will fail. If you don't turn evil, your practice will succeed."
SPIEGEL: ...
"It's not that I always have a worldly mind. After a period of time, I will return to the Zen mind, and then return to the worldly mind again."
Wen Yu was surprised: "It's even more terrible. After suffering for a while, and then feeling comfortable for a while, who would want to suffer again?"
Ming Jing put his hands together and said, "This is how the world of mortals refines the mind."
"That's it. If it were me, I would fail in a minute. I can't bear the pain at all. Whoever wants to bear the pain can bear it. Anyway, I won't bear it. I can't bear it at all."
Wen Yu patted his chest with pity and sighed: "Your body has been suffering for a long time with you. I feel sorry for it."
SPIEGEL: ...
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