Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Four The Walking Dead

He looked at me anxiously: "How can you do this?" Me: "Me? What's wrong? Are you emotionally hit?" He: "You worry too much, you can't break the relationship with the world! You will make a big mistake like this!" Me: "Huh? Big mistake?" He: "Do you have that feeling: Too many things to worry about, too many things to let go of? It's not about your mood or emotions, but because you can't let go of your family and friends." Me: "Oh... what happened to you?" He: "I'm fine. Recently, I often listen to those eminent monks commenting on scriptures in a famous monastery."

Me: "That's your religion?" He: "Yes, I have always been devout, fasting." I looked at his thin face, a little helpless. He: "I have believed since I was a child, because my health was not good when I was a child, my family took me to the temple to pray, and I gradually got better when I came back. Since then, I feel that the temple is very close, so I yearn for it more and more." Me: "Are you a monk or a vulgar?" He: "No, but I have devoted myself to Buddha no matter what I do these years, and I am very devout. And I just became enlightened not long ago."

Me: "It's been fine for so many years, why did something go wrong recently?" He: "You don't understand. Enlightenment is a state. I used to always feel that my heart was not pure, but at first I couldn't tell where the problem was. Later, I gradually discovered it." Me: "What did you find?" He: "I found out that my problem is that I can't break the fate." Me: "So?" He: "So I started to find those eminent monks to help me explain and help me break off the world." Me: "Sorry, I don't know much about those, so I want to ask why you don't just become a monk?"

He looked at me with a bit of contempt: "It's the same as my practice." I feel that something is wrong, but I can't see what is wrong. Me: "Oh, maybe... Then after listening to those, you have new ideas?" He: "Yes, I am more determined! I started to try to use what I know to explain everything, and I also used it in my behavior, persuading people to be kind, clearing people's doubts, and releasing lives. I am doing it all. .” Me: "Oh, that's a good deed, right?" He could see that he was a little excited: "Yes, these are good things, so we must do them. And I will go to them to argue with those heresies from foreign teachers. I can't understand that kind of people, demons!"

Me: "Don't you think you're a bit extreme? It's up to you whether you believe in a religion or not. If you do that, it may be counterproductive." He: "I did it for their own good! Everything I do is good! They don't approve of good things, and they can't tell the difference between good and evil. What's going on like this? Isn't that the end of the world?" I vaguely knew where the problem was: "May I tell you something? It's about a monk I met. Maybe it will be useful for you to hear." He was full of interest: "Okay, I like to hear this, it seems that you also have a Buddhist relationship."

Me: "Have you put it aside first, let me talk about it first." he's great." Me: "I remember when I was in the 4th or 5th grade of elementary school, one day I came home from school and walked to the small gate of our courtyard, and saw a monk. At that time, there were not so many scammers pretending to be monks asking for money everywhere, and monks basically stayed in the courtyard. In the monastery, it is rare outside." He: "Yes, they are all corrupted by those liars now." Me: "Well... that monk was sitting on the side of the road, he seemed to be resting, and there was a small luggage roll next to him. I thought it was very strange at the time, so I took a closer look. When he saw me, he just smiled, and then he was very calm. I asked if I could donate some food to him. I was very excited, because I always thought that such a thing as begging for alms was only in China, so I ran home excitedly, took a plate and brought some steamed buns, and searched for half a day. Vegetables, but no vegetarian ones. In the end, I came out with half a bottle of fermented bean curd.”

He: "Good deed, good deed, I thank you for him." Me: "... Wait until I finish speaking, don't worry; I can see that the monk is very happy, he stood up and thanked him, and ate it after thanking, but he didn't touch the fermented bean curd. I asked him if he wanted water, and he found it in the luggage roll behind him. He took out a glass canned bottle, which seemed to be cold and boiled, and there was still half a bottle left. He smiled and held it up for me to see. Just drinking water and eating dry steamed buns, I sat and watched. Chatting with him from time to time. "

He: "Didn't ask him to explain the confusion or take a look for you?" Me: "Sorry, no. What he said was very ordinary, nothing special, but that kind of affinity really made people feel refreshed and comfortable. Later, when my mother came back from get off work, she saw it and called me. The monk stood up. After introducing myself, I took out something to show to my mother, probably something like a certificate. Later, my mother thought it was very novel, so she pushed the bicycle and chatted with him. He still spoke very common words, There is no such thing as a mysterious flicker: Elder sister, you have done good deeds, and the little benefactor is very wise. Let me pray for you. After eating two steamed buns, I returned the rest. My mother told him to keep it, but he didn’t refuse much. After thanking him, he carefully wrapped it in a piece of cloth and put it away. Then he carried the luggage roll and thanked us. Gone. That's the thing."

He looked regretful: "It's a pity, it should be a wandering monk, you should ask for advice." Me: "Not really. However, I don't see it that way. It is because of his peaceful nature, neither humble nor overbearing, that I still have a good impression of the monk. If he had dragged us to talk about Buddhism or something, I might have Rejection. Maybe you don’t see it that way, but I think that monk is a great monk. Although he looks dusty on the outside, because his intimacy, peace, naturalness, and serenity are brought out from his bones. That, I can’t pretend. No And he didn't rush to talk about the Dharma and the scriptures with a pale face, and put everything into it at every turn."

He has a firm face: "That person is just Hinayana, and he is just an internal practitioner, which is different from us. What I believe in is saving people and helping the world, not just being satisfied with yourself." Me: "Sorry, I don't know much about Hinayana and Mahayana, but I don't think it should be forced to indoctrinate. It seems that there is a saying of 'directly pointing at people's hearts, seeing one's nature and becoming a Buddha'?" He: "That's right, that's it. I'll tell you all of this is good fortune, how it came about, and why it happened. Let you get started first and then understand it. If you don't understand, ask quickly. From the matter of Monk Yunyou Let’s see, I’m sure you are destined to be a Buddha, but you missed it, what a pity... I feel sorry for you. But you can’t make the same mistake again and again, you have to seize the opportunity. Do you think it’s like that If a monk does that, then he has completed his cultivation? Then he will not be able to reach the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and he will still not be able to get rid of reincarnation..."

Me: "Wait a minute, the term "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" refers to a state of mind and state, right? I remember reading a paragraph somewhere: People who have cultivated don't care about reincarnation, because in their eyes, any place is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss ...Is that what you said?" He: "That's not entirely true. You can't break the karma, but you will be afflicted when you lose it. If you don't do good deeds and do good deeds, how can you cultivate?" Me: "Isn't it for the sake of happiness to do good?" He: "No, no, no birth and death, no worries, no joys and sorrows, you have to let go of those in order to understand true happiness." Me: "What about family, friendship and love?" He: "Those are all fake, they are all illusions. Does it make sense for you to cry and laugh at the illusions?" Me: "You mean, do you want to get rid of those? What is the purpose of living?" He: "To live in this world is to prove that you haven't cultivated enough! If you don't look back now and are still addicted to it, sooner or later the devil will take your heart." Me: "Is this how gods and Buddhas are?" He: "Yes, no joy or sorrow, quiet and natural. Don't care about that, it's all fake. Why haven't you understood after I've been talking for so long?" Me: "Then what about the mercy of gods and Buddhas?" He: "That's the selflessness of the gods and Buddhas. It's not enough to be satisfied when you reach it. The gods and Buddhas will save all living beings." Me: "I'm really sorry, I don't think so. I think gods and Buddhas have sorrows and joys, hate and love, so they have favor. If there are gods and Buddhas, then it must be boundless love, because gods and Buddhas look down on everyone. One person. Family, friendship and love are the most basic, even if they don’t care about them, where does the care and mercy come from? They have all given up? It’s all an illusion? What’s the difference between alive and dead? Everything is explained by my own obsession , itself is an evil deed. For heaven, it is heaven; for earth, it is earth; for human beings, it is human. Otherwise, it is wishful thinking.” He was a little angry: "This is an evil way. You have gone astray, do you know that? You have distorted to the point of lying. You can't break the fate and make so many excuses. Are evil spirits in your heart? Why don't you I understand that even the Seven Treasures are created by the illusion of foam in the water, they are all illusions. It’s really sad that you are still addicted after entering the kalpa.” Me: "Maybe... But I think, you and I are just idiots, and you have more anger now, don't you?" He: "I'm different from you, I hate iron but not steel!" Me: "Is that so?" He: "Of course it is!" Me: "Okay, that's it." I don't want to pester him with some issues anymore, that's pointless. I don't know whether it will become, live, decay, or empty; I also don't know the causal relationship of the six realms.But if there really is a pure land that is cool and unobstructed, wonderful and invincible, and enjoys eternal peace and happiness, I think the gods and Buddhas there will not be ruthless.Otherwise, what's the difference between that and The Walking Dead? Whether it is bubbles in the water or phantoms of the seven treasures, I just want to be a quiet person with my heart.