"This is a ghost looking for a substitute," Huang Lang said with a smile. At this moment, he became more energetic: "Generally, the dead ghosts like to find a substitute, otherwise they will not be able to reincarnate!"
Ding Li yelled: "I didn't expect that Leader Huang, a member of the public, also understands this!"
Huang Lang replied: "Nawu, you are a pig, I am a staunch materialist!"
Ding Li smiled and said: "Brother, next time you encounter something unclean, I will teach you to recite the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra to ensure that the ghosts will retreat."
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time. He sees that the five aggregates are all empty and endures all the hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Feelings, thoughts, and awareness are also like this. Relics
Son, these dharmas are empty and have no appearance, neither birth nor death, nor dirt nor purity... Therefore, the Prajnaparamita mantra is said, that is, the mantra says: uncover the truth, uncover the truth, Polo reveals the truth, Polo monk reveals the truth, Bodhisattva
blame."
Huang Lang sneered and said: "Don't listen to him. The Heart Sutra is just a trick played by Tang Sanzang. You know the truth, the truth, the Pāluāṇa, the Bodhisattva. What is this?
What do you mean?" He said and gave Ding Li a provocative look.
To be honest, Ding Li really didn't know. He just remembered such a scripture just after seeing what Huang Lang said about Nawu. It was probably the shortest one in Buddhism. Ding Li used to read it casually when he was idle and bored.
Note it down.
Huang Lang sneered: "Let me tell you, those monks are just trying to make fun of people. Jieyi means self-rescue in Sanskrit. That is to say, when you are really in danger and ask those Buddhas to save your life, you should recite
The truth is: save yourself, save yourself, save yourself quickly. Save yourself quickly, no one can save you!"
Ding Li and that brother were both a little stupid: "No?" Ding Li also said: "Boss Huang, did you make it up?"
Huang Langyi didn't bother to pay attention to your posture: "If you don't believe it, go and check it yourself tomorrow to see if that's what it means!"
Ding Li didn't say anything. He thought of the sentence "All those who are coming to fight will march forward in formation." There seemed to be nothing mysterious in the content. From the literal meaning, it didn't seem like there was any mysterious power.
(These contents are not actually made up by me. Rather, the Heart Sutra is originally a sutra that emphasizes self-cultivation. Through deep meditation, one can obtain great liberation and a state of no hindrance. That is why it is said that people can save themselves. People can save themselves through their own
Only by working hard can you save yourself from the sea of suffering!)
My brother stopped talking and was silent for a long time before saying: "But many magic weapons are really useful. I once asked for an amulet at Huijing Temple (a very famous temple, I won't write my real name). Once I
I was riding a motorcycle, and I didn’t see that there was road construction on the side of the road. The car hit a rock, rolled over to the ground, and slid forward for more than ten meters. People were thrown out, but I didn’t get hurt at all. It’s just that the amulet turned black.
Got it!"
Ding Li cursed secretly: "Damn it, no wonder our business is not doing well now. It turns out that the monks have robbed us of our business!"
"You are so lucky!" Huang Lang patted his brother on the shoulder.
After getting out of the car, Ding Li walked to school. Seeing Huang Lang's fellow follower, Ding Li was surprised: "Leader Huang, I'm going back to school, what are you doing?"
Huang Lang's relationship with Ding Li has now taken a ride and has eased a lot. Although it was a bit harsh to hear the words "leader Huang": "Nawu, you are a pig, I'm going to find my wife to talk about this nonsense!"
Ding Li asked: "Leader Huang, you are so old, but you don't dare to harm the young girls in our school again!"
Huang Lang was furious: "Nawu, you are a pig. I am only thirty years old, how can I be old? It is the age when I am in my prime!"
Ding Li glanced at Huang Lang's belly sympathetically: "Well, it's just that the belly is already bulging!"
Huang Lang was too lazy to talk to this guy Ding Li. Sooner or later, he would be so angry that his blood vessels would burst...
Ding Li, however, had nothing to say: "Leader Huang, which beauty do you like? I can help you pick her up!"
Huang Lang sneered: "We are already an old couple, and we have a yellow-faced woman. Who will ask you to help?"
"Who are you married to? Who is the yellow-faced woman?" A dissatisfied snort came from my ears. It turned out that the two of them had arrived at the small door of the school. The door was open and there was a woman standing there waiting for the door.
At this time, he asked softly and softly, and even Ding Li could hear the murderous intent in it.
Ding Li held a moment of silence for Huang Lang, and saw that the woman was happy again. Ding Li happened to know her. She was the teaching assistant named Chen Yan whom she met in Wang Xiaoyu's dormitory. She was a young woman in her mid-twenties.
Very spicy!
Ding Li deliberately wanted to bring bad luck to Huang Lang. He didn't even say hello to distract him, and went in minding his own business. There was also a pitiful voice from behind: "Honey, I was wrong!"
Ding Li laughed three times and went back to sleep without mentioning it.
A few days passed and Ding Li had already asked for leave. Although Ding Li always did not go to class, this time he would be away for at least a week and a half, so he had to ask for leave.
Ding Li waited for Wang Yajun to arrive before setting off.
Zhang Lianjiang introduced Jiang Yang to Ding Li. Jiang Yang was very grateful to Ding Li, and he didn't know what Zhang Lianjiang said.
I don’t know if Wang Yajun was anxious or if he was so fast-paced that he spent several days preparing many tools. All of them were very professional jungle exploration tools. Ding Li shook his head.
At first, Ding Li thought very simply, wouldn't it be enough to bring two sets of changes of clothes? Jiang Yang's village is not in a virgin forest, so does it need such a large array?
But it doesn't matter, but Huang Yue also wants to go, which is a big surprise to Ding Li. Ding Li said with a playful smile: "If there is something going on, I will do my best, why do you need a veteran like you to take action?"
Huang Yue had a fierce look on his face: "With only half a bucket of water, I'm afraid you'll end up risking your life by yourself! Wang Chengye is my apprentice, so of course I have to go there to find his people!"
Wang Chengye was the name of Wang Yajun's father. Ding Li nodded and stopped trying to persuade him. He turned to ask another question: "Uncle Huang, I heard from Miss Wang that you are very interested in what I said. Why is that?
"
Huang Yue sighed, and he didn't know why. It was probably because of Ding Li's shamelessness. Uncle Huang screamed for being so affectionate.
"Is your master Yu Wanghai? I went to the small county town a few days ago and found your uncle."
Ding Li sighed, it was not the old man who had returned to China.
"Speaking of which, I'm not an outsider. You deserve to be called uncle!"
Then he sighed: "Those of us back then fled to that island like bereaved dogs, and then spread throughout Southeast Asia within decades. You can't even imagine the hardships involved."
Ding Li secretly stuck out his tongue: How old is this old man? He was probably still a naive kid at that time.
"We have been fighting those subdued divisions outside for decades, and we are starting to suffer a lot."