Chapter 46: Prison Flower Blooms, Compilation of Dharma Doors
Because the heavy shackles were put back on, I was a little reluctant when I got up. With the help of a few dim oil lamps in the corridor, I saw Guo Jiabin and Zhong Shuiyue walking towards me while being pushed around.
The one who shouted sternly was Zhong Shuiyue. Her face was pale and she was unable to walk. She had obviously been infused with Bone Erosion Grass, but even so, her voice was still full of energy, causing chaos in the cell.
As mentioned before, this prison built by the Japanese army during World War II is quite large. There are more than fifty prisoners in it, and almost all of them are men. I don’t know why these guys were imprisoned here, but it stands to reason that the closer they get, the more
Those at the door are those with the lowest crimes and threats, while those like me and Master Datu are placed at the back.
The cells here have a stale smell and the smell of urine that makes people go crazy. In addition, even though they have been fumed with mugwort, the huge mosquitoes are still buzzing here like miniature bombers.
While sailing, I accidentally found a big numb and itchy bump, which was terribly uncomfortable. I also had the blessing of the fat bug. Although it was not there, its breath kept these bugs away, and I finally fell asleep.
A good night's sleep, and for others, their main entertainment activity during most of the rest is swatting mosquitoes.
Why is there chaos in the cell?
This has something to do with Zhong Shuiyue. As soon as this beautiful young woman in her prime appeared here, there were a lot of hungry and thirsty strong men screaming, and they all gathered in front of the iron railing, grabbing the front, thinking
Even if he could even touch a little bit of the skin as smooth as milk, he would be willing to die. What's more, he wouldn't ask for help and danced left and right in the dark. After a while, there was an unpleasant smell of washing powder mixed with bitter chestnuts.
Just spread out.
Zhong Shuiyue was still complaining loudly at first, but when she saw this scene, she immediately felt guilty and did not dare to speak out, so she was led towards the innermost place of our side.
As the group got closer, I realized that the person following them was actually Xu Ming. He first arranged with the cell leader to place Guo Jiabin and Zhong Shuiyue opposite me. After having people lock the door, he took a
The box came towards me.
Seeing me sitting upright on the bed, he smiled at me and said, "How are you? Are you woken up?"
I nodded, then pointed at the two people opposite me with my chin, and said, what's going on? Since they have already joined your family, why are they locked up?
While Xu Ming was flipping through the box he brought, he explained to me that these two people were really idle. Mr. Xu had agreed to take them in, and also promised to give them a suitable location and arrange them properly. But what about them?
, but was not satisfied. One moment he thought the accommodation conditions were poor, and the next moment he was dissatisfied with our arrangements. He always wanted to control Mara in his hands and use it as a trump card to gain wealth, so half an hour ago, Zhong
Shuiyue and Guo Jiabin took advantage of the night to escape from the south with Mo Luo, and injured several soldiers under Wang Lunhan. However, Ma Gui found out and captured them directly. Mo Luo was hypnotized and released alone, and then
Throw them into a cell and stay awake for a few days to let them know what hardship is and what happiness is.
After saying this, he took out a pack of brown paper from the box and said, here is the food I found for you in the kitchen, corn tortillas and rice balls. If you are hungry, you can eat some; here is a box of mosquito coils, you
Light it at night, so you don’t have to suffer so much; there are also paper, pens and candles, these are for you to copy down the method. Mr. Xu has explained this matter, but it’s a pity that Ma Gui is too busy and didn’t think of it until now. Also, it’s night here
It will be a little cold. I will ask someone to send you a blanket later, so you can cover it when you sleep. I have already given instructions to the prison guard. If you need anything, just call him. Although he does not speak Chinese, he can make the right gestures, so it should be fine.
help you……
Xu Ming was chattering like this, and I didn't say anything, just nodded. He originally thought that I would say some words of gratitude, but seeing that I was indifferent and feeling bored, he stood up, said goodbye to me, and left.
After Xu Ming left, I lay down on the bed again, with my eyes open, thinking about the current situation and what I should do.
I thought about it for a long time, and I really had a headache. Although Xiaoyao and Duoduo were able to escape, and the tiger cat was there, Chi Limei was in the insect pool and couldn't escape. This is the main land of Sakulang, and there are people outside.
With gun-toting militants and a large number of powerful surrender troops inside, coupled with the terrifying character of Mr. Xu, it always felt like the future was bleak.
Just as I was getting a headache from thinking about it, Master Datu next to me made some noise. He gently knocked on the iron fence and called my name.
I could still maintain a certain respect for this enemy who shared the same disease, so I got up and asked what was going on?
Master Datu kept scratching his body with his hands, and quietly discussed with me whether I could give him a plate of mosquito coils.
He was so powerful a few days ago, but now he is just an ordinary old man. There are many red spots on his bald head. Obviously those ferocious mosquitoes are most interested in his bald head. He was still a little arrogant.
But at this moment, I was tortured to the point of losing my energy and looked at me pitifully. I couldn't bear it, so I got out of bed and looked through the box Xu Ming gave me for a while. I didn't find any matches, so I knocked on the iron fence a few times with the iron chain.
Door, greeting the cell leader.
The big-bellied prisoner ran over while shaking his head. Perhaps he had received orders from Xu Ming, but he was no longer as violent as he was at first, and asked me respectfully.
I didn't understand, so I showed him an unrolled roll of mosquito coils in my hand, while Master Datu was translating beside me. The man was very helpful and took off the oil lamp in the corridor and came over to light it for me. I borrowed it.
I lighted the fire and also lit the candle. I put some wax oil on the edge of the bed and fixed it. After the jailer turned around and left, I handed the lit mosquito coil to Datu through the iron fence and shared half of the corn.
Give him the bread.
Seeing how generous I was, Master Datu was quite moved and said, Lu Zuo, in fact, we have no conflict of interest. It would have been better if I had known your temper and not been your enemy.
I smiled and said, what's the use of talking about it now? Human beings, many conflicts are just different positions. When we are in trouble, we are both opponents and acquaintances, so it is inevitable to take care of each other. Master Datu broke the tortillas.
Open it and put it carefully into your mouth. Seeing me arranging paper and pen, you couldn't help but ask me, have you agreed to Xu Yingzhi's conditions?
I was stunned for a moment and said, how do you know what conditions he told me?
Master Datu smiled calmly and said: "You Chinese people say that you can tell the autumn when a leaf falls. I don't have to know everything, but I can also know the development of things."
I nodded, neither saying yes nor no. I just looked up and saw him eating corn tortillas and said that depending on your ability, as long as you are willing to lower your head, you will definitely find a place in Sakurang, so why bother here?
Where's the hardship?
Hearing my question, Master Datu raised his head and said calmly: "Just like I would not snatch the unicorn jade from that Hong Kong businessman before, by the same token, I will never succumb to Sakulang's power.
, this matter is about faith, rather die than surrender.”
He said firmly, I nodded, stopped talking, and concentrated on writing down the twelve methods.
"The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" was my first teacher on the path of spiritual practice. Because I was self-study, I was not able to understand it thoroughly. I just recited it in a hurry, but I did not understand many of its meanings. Later, I followed my grandmother's instructions.
I destroyed it, but there were still electronic files left. It wasn’t until I could really understand it in my heart and memorize it backwards that I completely destroyed it.
This scripture has a total of more than 200,000 words. Including Luo Shiba's annotations, there are almost more than 300,000 words. It is a brilliant masterpiece. Although after nearly three years of study and the guidance of Lord Tiger Cat, I found that I understand it well.
The more I read, the more profound and obscure it becomes. The meaning of the same sentence two years ago and what I understand now are different.
This is a classic that requires a lifetime of study, and because of my shallow life experience and shallow cultivation, I can only take short chapters and learn and apply them. But Mr. Xu is different.
He should know a lot about the Dharma, but he has not systematically integrated it. If we give him a comparison with the original work, his strength will definitely be greatly improved by then.
If this were the case, it would be very sad for him as his enemy.
If he is on my side, then it goes without saying, but with his temperament and methods of doing things, they are completely opposite to mine. If he knows that I am the reincarnation of Luo Shiba, whom he hates most, I am afraid that I will not survive.
Tomorrow noon.
However, everything must be smooth and smooth. I copied a sentence in the east and edited a sentence in the west. I really can't make something contradictory. I changed the twelve methods to make them seem different. The clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist. I can write a thousand or eight hundred words in a day, but it's okay.
Delay it for a while so that I don't die miserably in this cell.
Now that I had made up my mind, I began to work hard to make a lie. This was a very difficult thing. I kept recalling and understanding the meaning in my mind, and then compiled it. This worked.
The effect of review and re-understanding has benefited me a lot.
With such careful attention, time flew by unknowingly. I seemed to have an illusion. I felt that there seemed to be a trickle of water flowing in my meridians that had been withered by the bone-etching grass, and my whole body was covered with water.
It was moisturized and restored some strength.
But hallucinations are hallucinations after all. When I tried to investigate seriously, there was no trace of them and I couldn't find them at all.
Even so, my spirit seemed to be much better. I wrote more and more vigorously, writing vigorously, and regarded the prison at this moment as a quiet time to think and re-examine myself.
I was completely immersed in the supreme wisdom of the predecessors, and I was in a good state. However, at this moment, a sweet call from the opposite side woke me up: "Brother Lu Zuo, please, can you
Give us a mosquito coil, please..."
I strangled them, and the voice was so gentle. I immediately heard several strong men next to me panting like cattle, grunting, and swallowing a large mouthful of saliva into their throats.