Chapter 27 My Buddha's scriptures are not perfect in the world, let alone
Chapter 27 My Buddha’s scriptures are not perfect in this world, so why bother you and me?
"Everyone has said that they have read Journey to the West. Let me ask you a question. Does anyone remember what the last difficulty in Journey to the West is?"
As soon as these words came out, many viewers started to answer seriously.
"I have watched the TV series several times. Let me think about the last difficulty!"
"Damn it! I just realized that I only remember three dozen white-bone spirits, and I don't remember the rest at all!"
"Damn it! I'm almost the same as you upstairs. I suddenly wonder if there are really eighty-one difficulties? I just remember the daughter country, Gao Laozhuang, Red Boy... Who knows what the last difficulty is?"
"Let me think about it, it seems like you are posting scriptures, right?"
As the barrage flooded the screen, Wu Tang on the side also recalled the scene when he was watching the TV series Journey to the West.
But...why can't I remember anything?
She also remembered Sun Wukong beating the Bone Demon three times!
When she turned her attention to her brother, she saw Wu Bai said softly.
"I think a friend is right. The last difficulty in Journey to the West is encountering the Shi Jing Shu in the Tongtian River."
"At that time, Monk Tang and others had gone through wasted years and finally obtained the true scripture. Now, it was time for them to go back with the true scripture. When they went, it was like crossing thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, but now
When I returned, it was soaring in the clouds and mist, and I saw that I was about to return to the Eastern Land and the Tang Dynasty."
Wu Bai seemed to be telling a story eloquently at this time. For a moment, the entire live broadcast room and Wu Tang on the side were mesmerized.
Everyone listened to Wu Bai continue to preach.
"At this moment, the Tathagata asked the Bodhisattva how many difficulties Tang Monk and his disciples had now. The Bodhisattva counted with his fingers and answered that the four masters and disciples had only achieved eighty difficulties."
"If you want to know that the Great Dao is about to return to its true state, Tang Seng and his disciples will have one less problem now! In this way, the four masters and disciples fell directly from the sky..."
After saying this, the audience in the live broadcast room also reacted.
"It's like a plane crash hahaha!"
"I remember! I've seen this scene before!"
"Yes, yes! I also remembered this scene from the TV series!"
"It was so cloudy and foggy at the beginning, but then it suddenly fell down. This comparison is so miserable..."
"Hahahahahahaha!"
The interest in the live broadcast room was also aroused a lot, and everyone listened to Wu Bai's voice and continued.
"The four masters and apprentices just fell into the Tongtian River. Fortunately, they happened to meet a kind-hearted old turtle."
"It's just that when we were crossing the river, Lao Gui suddenly asked, "Back then, I asked Monk Tang to ask the Buddha about his age. I wonder what the result was?"
"As soon as these words came out, Tang Seng's expression suddenly changed. Oops, I forgot about it!"
As soon as he said this, everyone on the screen laughed.
"I'm laughing so hard!"
"Of course I didn't realize that Tang Seng was a big maha!"
"Of course this old turtle must be depressed. Isn't the only thing he cares about is how long he can live? Now he is completely confused!"
"Oh, Wu Bai is trying to persuade us not to be too self-attached? Tang Monk is obviously too attached to the scriptures!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room went by like crazy, but it didn't affect Wu Bai's rhythm at all.
It was obviously a story that everyone had read, but when I heard it again, it still had a charm that firmly attracted everyone.
"The old turtle was so angry that he threw the four masters and disciples together with the scriptures into the river."
"It was only after the four masters and disciples fished up all the scriptures, flattened them little by little and dried them in the sun that they discovered them."
"Many scriptures have been destroyed and scattered by the river water, and only a few remaining pages are left."
Having said this, Wu Bai's voice paused for a moment, and then became deeper and deeper.
"That is my Buddha's true scripture. My Buddha's true scripture is not perfect in the human world."
"What's more, none of us mortals can escape those three ups and downs, so how can we ever achieve perfection?!"
As soon as the words were spoken, it was as if the Sanskrit sounds of thousands of Buddhas suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
As soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room fell into silence.
A few seconds later, it gushed out as if a floodgate had been opened.
"I suddenly felt that I had seen a lonely person before!"
"I, I, I... didn't see this truth even after reading Journey to the West!"
"1. I feel like I was just looking at that Zhu Bajie!"
"Oh my god, no wonder Journey to the West is one of our four great masterpieces. I am not worthy of it!"
"Suddenly I feel like I can relive Journey to the West again!"
Just as the barrage continued to flood the screen, Wu Bai spoke again.
"Just like the Great Dao Sutra, it is also difficult to achieve perfection. The same is true for each of us. There is no need to pursue perfection too much.
You don't have to be perfect, you can be cowardly, sometimes proud, conceited, and sometimes ridiculously wrong.
You have to allow yourself to be imperfect, and you have to move forward with flaws.
So, sometimes it doesn’t hurt to put down the mask of perfection and have a good cry.”
The voice that lowered his voice and became heavier was like the sound of a bronze chime striking, striking deeply into the hearts of every listener.
The barrage area of the entire live broadcast room suddenly fell into a blank, and then the screen suddenly refreshed.
"I haven't cried in more than ten years!"
"I cried so much last time when I heard your song "Invisible Wings", it was so embarrassing!"
"I was the same at that time. I was crying while driving alone. It was embarrassing. Fortunately, no one saw me!"
"I was angry at my boss this afternoon and was scolded by him. I couldn't help but cry that afternoon. I regretted it all the time when I came back. How could I cry?!"
"Yeah, every time I cry, I feel so cowardly, so spineless!"
Seeing the screen flashing, Wu Tang on the side was lost in memories. When was the last time he cried?
It seems that because the number of fans in the live broadcast room has dropped significantly, the entire live broadcast room cannot make any money?
Or is it because you have contacted suppliers many times and been rejected by them all in the end?
Or was it the last time I watched the bloody sadomasochism scene in a Korean drama?
Thinking of this, Wu Tang suddenly shook his head violently, trying to throw all these memories away.
No, no, it’s too embarrassing to cry so miserably!
Forget everything for her!
Just when Wu Tang kept shaking his head, Wu Bai suddenly said something.
"Why do you feel embarrassed to cry?"
As soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room was stunned for a moment.
After all, this question suddenly challenged everyone’s traditional concepts.
Why should a man not shed tears easily, why tears are the most useless thing, and only the weak can shed tears...
This has always been a concept that has been instilled in everyone since childhood.
Wu Tang on the side also tried to think about this problem.
Why do you feel ashamed to cry?
Do you think crying makeup doesn’t look good?
She shook her head.
Of course not.
However, the word "tears" seems to have long been firmly bound to words such as weakness, incompetence, and cowardice.
It seems that when I cry, I become a complete loser.
It seems that when I cry, I become the incompetent weakling that others say.
It's like crying and you become a worthless loser.
Thinking of this, Wu Tang couldn't help biting his lips.
At this moment, everyone in the live broadcast room was thinking exactly the same as her.
"How embarrassing..."
"If you cry, others will say that you didn't manage your emotions properly..."
"I agree with the statement above. Our boss talks about emotional management all day long, emotional management..."
"Emotional management is simply a required course for modern people..."
"Yes, you can't be angry or cry. Once you get excited, your whole state will be different that day..."
At this moment, as the barrage kept refreshing the screen, Wu Bai suddenly remembered a poem, and he recited it softly.
"I allowed myself to have such emotions"
"I allow every emotion to happen"
"Let it develop, let it pass through"
"Because I know that emotions are just physical feelings, not good or bad."
"The more you resist, the stronger you become."
"If I feel that I shouldn't have such emotions, I will only hurt myself."
"The only thing I can do is allow it"
As soon as this paragraph came out, the barrage fell into silence! This chapter has been completed!