Chapter 48: Disasters can be overcome, but inner demons cannot be eliminated
After dinner, I accompanied the old man to complete the Five Animals Play, and corrected some of the mistakes made by the two old men.
Wang An drove to the county seat and bought some New Year's goods, Spring Festival couplets, firecrackers, and a set of cables. When he passed by a fitness equipment store, he stopped the car and went in to take a look.
"Hello, what kind of fitness equipment would you like to see?" The store owner looked to be less than forty years old. He was quite strong and looked like someone who regularly works out.
"How much does your heaviest dumbbell weigh?"
"We have 50 kilograms of dumbbells here, and dumbbell plates that you can adjust yourself."
"Fifty kilograms is too light." Wang And said.
"Too light?" The man was stunned after hearing this and thought, "Do you have any misunderstanding about fifty kilograms?"
"It's fifty kilograms, not fifty kilograms." He repeated it again.
"I know."
Wang An walked to the dumbbells that could be combined. The heaviest dumbbell only weighed ten kilograms.
He assembled an 80-kilogram dumbbell by himself, tried it in his hand, and lifted it with one hand.
The muscular-looking man next to him was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening.
"Damn it, are you really paying someone back?"
"Well, this weight is still a bit light. Don't you have 20 kilograms of dumbbells?"
"Ah, what? 20 kilograms of dumbbell plates. Those are barbell plates. They are used for barbells, the kind used for weightlifting."
"Do you have one?" In Wang An's opinion, there is not much difference between a barbell and a dumbbell. They are just large dumbbells.
"Yes, over here."
In the end, Wang An left with a pair of barbells under the dumbfounded gaze of the shop owner.
When the 200 kilogram barbell and the barbell plates were placed on the car, the car obviously sank a lot.
"What a man of God!" The boss said with emotion as he watched Wang An leave.
Back home, Wang An assembled the barbell and gave it a try.
One hundred kilograms is a little light, and two hundred kilograms is a little heavy, but it is not an unbearable weight. It can be used for exercise.
At noon, after lunch, there were snowflakes in the sky, not big and scattered.
After the lunch break, Wang An went to the mountains again and came to the place he had chosen yesterday.
He tied the millstone with a cable, then found a strong tree, selected one as thick as a bowl, and climbed up the tree in a few seconds.
Several circles of rags were tied to the branch, and the millstone was hung up with a cable.
Wang An held the cable with one hand, slowly pulled up the millstone, and then slowly lowered it.
After repeating it twenty times, switch to the other arm once to exercise your physical strength.
After using each arm a hundred times, he felt that both arms were swollen and hot, and his back was also a little burning.
Immediately, he started practicing "Wu Qin Xi" to relieve the discomfort in his arms and back. It was like stretching after strenuous exercise.
After that, the practice continued, and the millstone weighing more than 400 kilograms was pulled up and put down, and the repetition was repeated.
"You use self-created methods to exercise, and the muscles in your arms, shoulders, and back will be significantly exercised. If you stick to it, your strength will be enhanced."
"It really works!" Wang Anxin said.
Wang An then tied a circle of rags around the trunk of the dead tree he saw yesterday and began to practice palm techniques.
Yun Jin, slapped his palm on the tree trunk,
Vajra Zen Palm,
One palm after another, they slapped the tree trunk.
Hundreds of kilometers away, outside Hu'an City, in the Songlin Temple.
Li Xinzhu looked at Monk Hong'an who was eating roast chicken. The other person was also looking at him.
"Is the roast chicken delicious?"
"Amitabha, the young monk is saving this chicken. It is guilty. Why is the donor here?"
"What the hell, I want to find the abbot Zen Master."
"Brother Abbot is currently receiving guests. Please wait for a moment."
After hearing this, Li Xinzhu went to sit down under a tree nearby.
"The donor has something on his mind?" Hong An looked at his worried look and came over with the roast chicken.
Well, Li Xinzhu responded.
"Let me tell you, maybe the young monk can help the donor."
"You?" Li Xinzhu squinted at the young monk holding the roast chicken. "You're not good at it, you look unreliable."
"Amitabha, donors should not judge people by their appearance."
"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll tell you something, just to relieve my boredom."
Li Xinzhu then told Monk Hong An about his experience of having nightmares every day since seeing the painting.
After hearing this, Monk Hong'an was silent for a long time, his expression solemn.
"What's wrong? What did the monk think of?" Seeing Hong An's expression, Li Xinzhu's heart skipped a beat.
"Donor, you must be mentally prepared." Monk Hong'an said seriously.
"I, I was mentally prepared before I came."
"If the donor has any unfulfilled wishes, please do it as soon as possible."
"No, what's the situation? When you say this, you feel like I'm about to die?"
"The benefactor's inner demons have arisen. If there is a way, the disaster can be overcome, but the inner demons cannot be eliminated."
"Then what will happen to me? Will I die?"
Monk Hong'an shook his head, "You will go crazy."
"Fuck!" Li Xinzhu cursed.
"Do you understand, don't scare me, that everyone who has seen that painting will have inner demons? Why is the friend who saw it with me fine?"
"Could the donor you are talking about be the donor who came with you last time?"
"Yes, that's him. He also had a dream about the painting he and I looked at together, but instead of appearing, the evil ghost in his dream became fainter and fainter. What's the reason for this?"
"Amitabha, everyone is different. They also have inner demons. Some people close their eyes and open them and sleep, and their inner demons disappear on their own.
Some people try every means and means, but their inner demons become more and more serious. Just like drinking the same drink, some people can get drunk after just one cup, while others can't get drunk after a thousand cups.
The donor who came with you last time was an extraordinary person."
"Then is there any way you can help me get rid of my inner demons?"
"Well, no!" Hong An said two words after thinking for a long time.
"Fuck!" Li Xinzhu decisively raised his middle finger to him.
"Just say you are unreliable."
"Those with a strong will and a simple mind can easily eliminate their inner demons, don't you..." Monk Hong'an shook his head.
Li Xinzhu waited outside for about half an hour when he saw the door of the abbot's meditation room open.
A man who looked like an extraordinary man came out.
"I'm bothering you, Master."
"Donor, you're welcome."
"Master, please stay."
After the man left, Li Xinzhu stepped forward.
"Meet the master."
After listening to Li Xinzhu's words, the abbot Zen Master also looked solemn.
"This is the inner demon. I'm afraid that painting is similar to Buddhism's practice of contemplation of impurity."
"Does anyone else use this to practice?" Li Xinzhu said in surprise after hearing this.
“If you want to be fearless, you must first face your fear.”
"Master, is there any way to eliminate this inner demon?"
"The poor monk has two methods."
"Those two?" Li Xinzhu asked hurriedly after hearing this.