Chapter 7 second quarter

"Speaking of which, Seimei, didn't Master Chanmaru set up a small hermitage in Fengban Mountain to live in seclusion? Recently, I have begun to understand Master Chanmaru's state of mind." Boya sighed while drinking wine. "What's the matter? Suddenly saying something like this..." "Don't look at me as an old man, in fact, I also have my own feelings." "What emotion?" "I think human desire is a sad thing..." Boya said with emotion. Qingming stared at Boya. "Did something happen? Boya..." "It's not that something major happened. A few days ago, the monks in Hengchuan passed away due to illness, you know?"

"I know." Qingming nodded. The so-called Hengchuan is one of the three towers of Mt. Hiei, which is juxtaposed with the East Tower and West Tower. "That monk is a very remarkable person. Not only is he knowledgeable and pious, but even when he was sick in bed, he still did not forget to chant Buddha every day. Therefore, when that monk passed away, everyone believed that he must have gone to the Land of Ultimate Bliss... ..." "Is not it?" "Ok." After the funeral in the monk's capital was over, and the July 7th period was over, one of the monk disciples took over the monk's room in the monk's capital and lived in it.

One day, the monk accidentally looked up at the shelf and found a small white clay pot on the shelf.It was the jar used by the late monk to hold vinegar during his lifetime. The monk took the jar casually and opened it to have a look. "Qingming, I heard that there is a black snake entrenched in that jar, and it sticks out its red tongue from time to time." That night, the deceased monk Du appeared in the monk's dream and said tearfully: "As you all know, I want to be reborn in bliss with all my heart, and I sincerely chant the Buddha's name, and there are no distracting thoughts before I die. Unexpectedly, at the moment I died, I suddenly remembered the vinegar pot on the shelf, and thought that after I died, I didn't know what to do. Who will the jar pass on to? Just one distracting thought that came to mind before dying turned into an attachment to the world, turned into a snake, and entangled in the jar. Therefore, I have not yet been able to become a Buddha. Can I Please use that jar as a fund for eulogizing and commemorate a passage of scriptures for me?"

The monk followed his instructions, and as a result, not only did the black snake in the jar disappear, but the monk capital no longer appeared in the monk's dream after that. "Even the monks in Ruishan are like this, so I thought, wouldn't it be more difficult for us ordinary people to give up our desires?" "Ok……" "Speaking of which, Qingming, is it difficult to become a Buddha if you only have desires in your heart?" At this time, Boya was already drunk and his cheeks were flushed. "I always feel that a person who has no desires can't be regarded as a human being. In this case..."

Boya drank the wine in the glass: "I would rather be an ordinary person. Qingming, this is my recent emotion..." Kaoru poured wine into the empty glass. Night has visited the courtyard.Unknowingly, countless flickering candles were already lit in the mansion. Seimei looked at the flushed Boya with considerate eyes. "People cannot become Buddhas..." Qingming said softly. "Can't you become a Buddha?" "Yes, you cannot become a Buddha." "Can't even a respected monk?" "Well." "No matter how bound you are, can't you practice?"

"Exactly." Boya thought deeply about Qingming's words and was silent for a while. "Isn't that also a very sad thing? Seimei." "Boya, the idea that people can become Buddhas is an illusion. Buddhism has its own set of well-organized ideas about the principles of heaven and earth. Only the point that 'humans can become Buddhas' has long been beyond my comprehension. However, recently I I finally got my head around it, and it turns out that it is this illusion that supports Buddhism; it is precisely because of this illusion that people will be saved."

"..." "Comparing human nature to Buddha is actually a kind of mantra. The so-called saying that all living beings can become Buddhas is a kind of mantra. If someone really becomes a Buddha, it is the power of the mantra that makes people become Buddhas." "yes?" "Don't worry, Boya, as long as a person is a person, it's fine for Boya. As long as Boya is Boya." "I don't know much about mantras, but as long as I listen to you, I can feel relieved every time." "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly ask questions like desire? Is it related to the purpose of coming to me today?"

"Yes, you're right. Seimei, I just got off topic because of Kaoru, and I didn't have a chance to say it. I just need your help." "What's up?" "Honestly, it's a lot of trouble." "What's the trouble?" "I have a friend who lives in Xiajing. His name is Hanshuiweng. He is a painter. Just think so." "Well." "Although he calls himself a Hanshui Weng, he is about thirty-six years old. Not only can he paint Buddhist paintings, but he can also freely paint pine trees, bamboo or carps on paper doors or fans as long as someone asks him to paint." The man is currently experiencing a very troublesome matter. A few days ago, the man came to discuss with me, and after listening to him explain the ins and outs, I found that I couldn't help at all. Qingming, it seems that the problem is your responsibility Work. That's why I came here specially to find you today..."

"Let's not care about whether that problem is my job, Boya, can you tell me about the cold water man first?" "Yeah." Boya nodded, "The thing is like this..." Boya began to speak eloquently.