get-shopping Chapter 165
Chapter 165
Chapter 165: My Buddha’s Anger!!
Ten minutes later, the old monk returned, his face heavy.
No intention to stare at him.
In the end, he let out a long sigh: “Uncle Wuxin, please mourn, Senior Brother Yuanjue… He has passed away. ”
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the Zen room seemed to freeze, and the other two old monks chanted Amitabha Buddha, clasped their hands together, and closed their eyes slightly.
Wuxin was silent for a moment, his lips trembled a few times, and his eyes were full of sadness: “When did Yuanjue pass away, take me to see him.” ”
This heartless and soulless person felt that the whole world had become extremely quiet.
Everything around him began to appear ghosted, his voice began to blur, and he couldn’t feel his body.
The brain crashed, without any thought fluctuations, just stood there stupidly, staring at the old monk blankly.
For thousands of years, he knew that he was special, and his eternal youth made him look like a monster, and a hundred years ago, he plucked up the courage to try to touch people up close.
So I had a friend, an old man in his sixties, who was a friend and died after a few years of acquaintance.
He was 19 years old, so he went to Lingci Temple to become a monk, adopted an orphan, and raised it as a son.
When Yuanjue grew up, he left the Lingci Temple.
He tried friendship and affection.
He wanted to try love, but it was too difficult for him to have love, no hometown, no origin, no family, no relatives, and poverty.
With his qualifications, it seems that he is only suitable to be a son-in-law, but his secrets are full for a while, but not more than a lifetime.
An eternal son-in-law is enough to make the parents-in-law’s family feel creepy.
Moreover, there is no need for a lifetime, and if the days of getting along day and night pass a little longer, his doubts are enough to make the family house restless together.
Wuxin once loved to be close to people and wanted to find a girl as a companion, but as a result, he showed his horse’s feet for a long time and was burned and beaten many times as a monster.
Burning and hitting felt uniform pain for him.
He was sad and afraid of pain, so he gradually separated himself and continued to be his wandering monk.
Probably during the Tongzhi period, Wuxin finally fell in love. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl fell in love with him, and after knowing all his details, she still loved him for ten years, and her daughter-in-law began to look like his mother.
Sensing that the neighbors had given up gossip, they unintentionally took their daughter-in-law into the mountains, and spent time in isolation, and her daughter-in-law finally died of old age and died peacefully and without illness.
Unintentionally, with tears in his eyes, he cut down a tree to make a coffin, and on the day his daughter-in-law was buried, he squatted steadily in front of the grave and blindfolded himself with the old handkerchief left by his daughter-in-law.
Not long after going down the mountain, the son who regarded him as a parent passed away again.
He has experienced the loss of his lover and friends, but he has not learned to look down on life and death.
When this apprentice, who regarded himself as a parent, was told that he had passed away.
His heart, which seemed to be real, felt a real tingling.
Several old monks glanced at each other, and the old monk standing at the door said heavily: “Uncle Wuxin, please mourn.” Senior Brother Yuanjue did not suffer any pain, although it has been ten days since his death, his body is not corrupt, his face is like life, he has become a Buddha in the flesh, which is the luck of my Lingci Temple! It is also a great event of Buddhism. ”
“Since Senior Brother Yuanjue has already attained Buddhahood in the flesh, it is logical to hold a puja for my Buddha followers to come and see Brother Yuanjue’s golden body. However, the matter of the Buddha in the flesh is not trivial, I am already old and can no longer preside, since Uncle Wuxin is here, it is most appropriate for you to preside over the festival. ”
The old monk looked extremely admiring.
A Buddha in the flesh is an achievement of a virtuous monk.
Every Buddha in the flesh is recorded in history and is famous in history.
And another Buddha in the flesh of Lingci Temple is enough to push the incense grandeur of Lingci Temple to another peak.
“Take me to Yuanjue!”
After closing his eyes unintentionally, he slowly opened his eyes, all emotions had disappeared, and he was as calm as a deep pool, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
“Senior Brother Yuanjue is still in retreat, so we will take Senior Uncle to meet him.”
The old monk led the way in front and followed behind unintentionally, and the other two old monks faced each other, making secret eye contact.
When I came to the Yuanjue retreat, I saw a flesh Buddha sitting cross-legged on the futon.
The eyebrows are white, the eyebrows are two inches long, the beards are one foot long, the eyebrows are kind, and they have been dead for ten days, and their flesh does not have the slightest appearance of decay, as if they are in retreat.
Even the body exudes a faint fragrance, and the skin reveals a faint golden color.
From the outside, this is a real Buddha in the flesh.
Trample!
Trample!
Trample!
Wuxin approached Yuanjue step by step, and each step stepped heavily on the ground, deafening, which made the hearts of some people with ulterior motives jump.
One step, two steps, three steps…
Standing in front of Yuanjue, he could touch him without the intention of reaching out and staring at the lifelike Yuanjue, his eyes sad.
Wuxin raised his hand and slowly stroked Yuanjue’s head, face, shoulders, and memories of him welled up.
The sadness in his eyes grew stronger.
He regarded him as an apprentice of his own son.
That’s it!
No!
Not a round death!
But dead!
Killed by someone!
They thought they could be so hoodwinked!
I don’t have much strength though!
But my eyes can’t allow me to be blinded!
Buddha has compassion!
Pudu sentient beings!
How many people have fallen into the sea of suffering through the Dharma?
But he couldn’t cross the monks of this Lingci Temple, hundreds of monks up and down, foolish, delusional, greedy.
Blinded by money and fame, lost in mind, lost conscience.
“Senior Brother Wuxin, Senior Brother Yuanjue, great virtue and great goodness, this is the achievement of the Buddha in the flesh, you should be happy.”
An old monk stepped forward and comforted.
Wuxin slowly turned around, stared at him deadly, and coldly spoke: “Yuan Shang, how did Yuan Jue die!” ”
Yuan Shang said: “Uncle Wuxin, Senior Brother Yuan Jue failed to close the death pass and passed away…”
“One of the five precepts of Buddhism, do not speak in vain. Do you want to slap me? ”
Wuxin’s eyes widened angrily, he looked at Yuanshang angrily, and roared: “Tell me!” How did Yuanjue die! ”
“Uncle Master, mourn.”
“Senior Uncle, I wait to know that you are overly sad and can’t accept it, but Senior Brother Yuanjue just failed the retreat and passed away.”
“We can understand your grief, but Senior Brother Yuanjue has passed away and become a Buddha in the flesh, and I should be happy for him.”
“Hahahahaha…”
Wuxin’s face was full of ridicule: “That’s right! I am sad! I am sad! I grieve for you! Sitting under the gaze of the Buddha, are you not afraid that the Buddha will accept you as demons and monsters? So far, you still have the idea to deceive me! But are you blinded for a while, for a lifetime? ”