The heavy rain poured down, and Fahai looked up to the sky and roared.
After the whistling, he looked towards the baby and the village woman, and saw that the village woman, with her shirt half unbuttoned, was breastfeeding the baby, and then he saw something he shouldn't have seen.
White legs, puffy chest, red tassel.
"Amitabha!" Fahai was so frightened that he wanted to leave, but turned around but hesitated.
After all, it was raining heavily outside, and he needed to protect the village woman and the baby from the rain. If he left like this, the baby would never be saved from the rain.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I don't go to hell, who will?" Fa Hai sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes to observe the sexual precepts, and silently recited Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Heart Sutra.
Reading it over and over again, listening to the baby crying in his ears, Fa Hai always had that flash of snow-white flashing in his mind.
Not to mention emptying your heart, even if you want to enter samadhi, it is difficult to achieve it. After reciting it several times, Fahai has forgotten what the scriptures behind it are.
You know, it is true that Fahai is a monk, but he is not a eunuch.
He has been a monk at Jinshan Temple for more than 20 years. He has lived in the temple since he was a child. He has never seen such temptation.
Today, because of the suppression of the Spider Spirit, a flaw appeared in the defense line in my heart.
In my mind, the image of the spider spirit pleading and the village woman breastfeeding her baby always appeared, and the two scenes complemented each other.
"Fahai, Fahai..."
Hearing the call in his ear, Fahai slowly opened his eyes and saw a flying bird landing in front of him.
The bird's feathers are white as snow, standing quietly three feet away.
Under Fahai's gaze, Feiniao transformed into a person sitting cross-legged. It was Wu Ming who had used the method of transformation.
"Is it you?" Fa Hai frowned when he saw Wu Ming appearing.
Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, with a smile on his face, and said: "Fa Hai, I see that your eyes are closed tightly and you look like you are struggling. Why is this?"
"The most important thing in a monk's life is lust, so of course I have to close my eyes." Fahai didn't know why, but after seeing Wu Ming, he had a dark hunch that something bad would happen to him when he met him.
Shaking his head, he threw this premonition away.
As a result, because the position where Wu Ming was sitting happened to miss the village woman in the distance, Fahai glanced at it inadvertently and saw another touch of snow-white.
"Amitabha, sin, sin!" Fahai quickly closed his eyes and recited Amitabha several times.
Seeing Fahai's panicked performance, Wu Ming knew that there were inevitable cracks in Fahai's Zen mind.
Because the more you close your eyes, the more it means Fahai itself has been affected.
Although the inner demon has not appeared yet, it is only a matter of time. After all, Fahai used to have too blank paper. Even if a little ink is dropped on it, it will leave conspicuous ink marks.
"Fahai, close your eyes, can't you see?" Wu Ming spoke slowly, like a devil, breaking down Fahai's spiritual defense.
The struggle on Fa Hai's face became more and more obvious, and the image of the half-dressed woman in his mind could not be shaken off.
Fa Hai closed his eyes and said nothing, with sweat falling from his forehead. He could not calm down, and couldn't help but whisper: "I have adhered to my original intention since I was a child. Why is this happening? Could it be that after more than 20 years of practice, I am still the same in the end?
Are the six roots impure?"
Fa Hai is not so much talking to himself as he is asking himself sincerely.
He has lived in Jinshan Temple since he was a child, and is hailed as the reincarnation of Arhat by the elders of the temple. He has never doubted himself.
But now, even if he closes his eyes, he sees a young woman in half-undressed clothes, whether he sees it or not, the beauty is right in front of him.
Witnessing Fahai's struggle, Wu Ming spoke again: "I can see beauty with my eyes, but not in my heart. You can't see it with your eyes, but beauty is in your heart. Fahai, let me ask you, what are you thinking at this time?"
, is it compassion to save people, or is it absurd evil?"
"Is it compassion or evil?" Fahai also asked himself this, but he really didn't know.
When he first saved people, he only thought of compassion, but now, although compassion was still in his heart, he couldn't get rid of his lustful thoughts.
The two thoughts are entangled in the heart, turning into inner demons.
Fahai's face became paler and paler, his whole body had lost all color, and the nails of his hands pierced into the palms of his hands.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"I don't want anything, I don't want anything, don't ask me!"
Fa Hai opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blood red, and he looked like an evil Buddha had come to the world.
Wu Ming sighed, with false compassion on his face, and shook his head: "Now, do you know what you are missing?"
"What do I lack?" Fa Hai's expression was ferocious, and the blood in his eyes not only did not subside, but showed signs of staring.
"If you haven't got it, how can you forget it? If you haven't picked it up, how can you put it down? The world of mortals is rolling in like clouds and smoke in the past. If you go back and forth in the mortal world, how can you transcend this mortal world?"
Wu Mingtu saw this and said in a calm tone: "Return to the secular world and become a Buddha in the mortal world. Fahai, you should return to the secular world now, just like an ordinary person, go to the mortal world and experience it. When will you be able to be pure again?
That’s when you really let go, not when you say you let go but can’t let go in your heart.”
"Return to the secular world and become a Buddha in this mortal world!" Fa Hai recited these two words, his eyes gradually brightened.
It's a pity that Fahai finally shook his head and said sadly: "I can't return to secular life. I am the abbot of Jinshan Temple, and there are 800 monks under my sect. If I leave, what will these monks do? How can I abandon them?
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"Confused, you have your own path, and the monks have their own path. How can they be confused with each other? You go deep into the mortal world in order to transcend the mortal world, and to stand still for Jinshan Temple. Is this what they want?" Wu Ming gave a slap in the face and hit the law.
In the heart of the sea.
Fahai was still a little hesitant. In his heart, Jinshan Temple was almost everything.
Even though he had the idea of refining his heart in the world of mortals, he still had difficulty making up his mind, with obvious hesitation on his face.
Seeing this, Wu Ming knew that there was still a long way to go before Fa Hai returned to secular life.
But he is not in a hurry. He has planted the seeds today, and the harvest season will come. Moreover, letting Fahai return to secular life is the first step, and the difficulty is to let him find true love.
Wu Ming knew that there were some things that it was better to stop at the last minute. Going too far would be troublesome, so he said, "Fahai, don't reject your inner feelings. Let's meet again in this mortal world!"
After saying this, Wu Ming turned into a bird and soared into the sky, leaving Fa Hai closing his eyes and thinking hard.
The rain has been falling, and in the purple bamboo forest, Fahai's figure looks very lonely, like a petrified statue.
Wu Ming flapped his wings and no longer cared about Fahai's thoughts.
In the violent storm, he flew all the way south, and his destination was the West Lake in Hangzhou, where the plot took place.
The main mission this time is that Fa Hai returned to secular life, Xu Xian became a monk, and white snakes and green snakes and lilies bloomed.
It can be seen from the tasks that Fahai's side plot should be the most difficult.
White snake and green snake lily, this is not easy either.
Only Xu Xian was relatively simple. He was an ordinary person. He couldn't stand it anymore. He knocked him unconscious and took him to Jinshan Temple to be tonsured. It was not his choice.
These days, blind people are fierce and bald people are dumb. It’s impossible not to be ruthless.
Wu Ming has already thought about it. If Xu Xian dares to say no, he will be beaten up and taken away by force. Nothing can ruin Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing's love affair with Lily.
Fireworks in May, it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, especially in the water town of Hangzhou.
Small rivers pass through the city, and countless flower boats pass through the rivers. Girls dressed in colorful clothes stand on the boats waving handkerchiefs, attracting countless men to whisper to each other.
"What a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River, what a picturesque place!" Wu Ming couldn't help but admire it while walking in the ancient city of Hangzhou.
There is no industrial pollution and no destruction of ecological balance.
The blue sky and white clouds above our heads, the rippling blue waves in the river, everything is so pure and natural.
"Flowers are sent to the beautiful girl, the willows swing her waist, the goddess is sitting in the Fengyue kiln. The man holds the spring and plays the organ, and the sister welcomes the spring rain to the sky!" Standing on the Fengyue Bridge, Wu Ming looked at the spring water of the river and the passing boat, and couldn't help but
Stop and read.
On Fengyue Bridge, many scholars wearing Confucian shirts were looking at the girl.
As soon as I heard Wu Ming's poem, I suddenly felt like a conceited romantic person, and said repeatedly: "Brother, it's so wet, so wet!"
Wu Ming turned his head indifferently and found that the person speaking had a wretched face and looked very coquettish with the folding fan in his hand.
Wu Ming paid no attention to such people and still admired the beautiful scenery in front of him.
"Brother, he's well-spoken. He's a promiscuous talent. I'm going to draw a little white dragon on the boat. I want to treat him to a drink and let's discuss it together... Plop!"
Before the handsome man could finish his words, Wu Ming waved his right hand and knocked the man directly into the river.
Fortunately, this is a place south of the Yangtze River, and there are almost no people who can't swim.
The handsome and handsome man was splashing in the water, his embarrassed appearance aroused loud laughter, and his face was as red as a monkey's butt.
"Sister, two talented men started fighting. Is this what you call the literati's mutual disdain?"
"Xiaoqing, don't talk nonsense. This is called jealousy, which is not considered contempt for a scholar!"
Two girls came from the east of Qiaodong, one of them was wearing white clothes, looking a bit like Wang Zuxian, and they were holding an umbrella in their hands.
The other one was wearing Tsing Yi, holding a palm-sized fan in his hand, leaning against the girl in white, with a bit of Maggie Cheung's style.
"Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing!" Seeing these two girls, Wu Ming's eyes lit up slightly.
Last night, in the purple bamboo forest, he saw the green snake and the white snake.
It's a pity that at that time, he was conquering the plot of Fa Hai, so he didn't pay attention to these two sisters. He didn't expect to meet them in Hangzhou today.
"That's right, the Purple Bamboo Forest is where Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing practice. Yesterday, Fahai occupied the Purple Bamboo Forest and did not leave. Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing must not be able to stay in the Bamboo Forest any longer, so they came to Hangzhou to seek refuge.
But it seems that Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian have never met before. This is just the right time!" Wu Ming thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
Without the chance encounter at the West Lake, without Xu Xian being fascinated by reading, without borrowing an umbrella, there would be no story about Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.
At this point in time, Bai Suzhen has not yet found her love, so it is a good time to beat the couple.
PS
It is too cruel to break up lovers. Please use your monthly tickets and rewards to smash me to death. I am guilty! (To be continued.)